Taking My Wife 01

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This story is purely fictional. I've been wanting to write this for a while, but I just couldn't muster the energy. Now I'm organizing my fantasies and posting them here for everyone to enjoy. The characters are based on real people, but the story is just for the thrill of
winning over a wife. 1.
Ten years of hard work, I graduated from high school, and the result was just passable—a second-tier university, an average major. I didn't have to worry about finding a job
, but there wasn't much room for advancement either. Actually, I'm quite smart, and I have good genes from my family. It's just that I was too playful and didn't have a girlfriend before university, but I read a lot of erotic novels. Why didn't I watch porn? Because back then, mobile phones could only read novels; nothing else. I was born in 1988, and I graduated from high school in 2007. Okay, now that I've said that, let me tell you about my school days . On
August 12th, I packed my bags and, accompanied by my parents, went to my new school. To be honest, I was nervous and uncertain about the unknown new environment. Why go so early? Because of the legendary military training. By the way, the school is an architecture-related school, and those in the know understand—it's almost entirely male. I'm studying civil engineering, so it goes without saying that many girls would enjoy spending their days covered in dust on construction sites.
The dorm was nice, and my roommates were even better; we all got along well. We're all around the same age, so we talked about similar things: basketball, games, and girls. There were over forty people in the class, including ten girls (which is really a lot). Classes and holidays went smoothly, and half a semester passed in the blink of an eye. Now it's winter break. After all that
talk, let me introduce the girls in my class. Although there are ten, their quality… well, you know. The ones relevant to this article are Xiaoyi and Xiaowen (you know, pseudonyms…). As for the others, just treat them as boys. Xiaoyi is the quiet and cute type, and she's pretty, quite attractive. Xiaowen, on the other hand, is more lively and likable, so she got a nice boyfriend not long after starting school. Her boyfriend accompanies her to class and meals every day, though I don't know if they actually sleep together.
Now, I should talk about myself. I've got my eye on Xiaoyi, but that's just admiration; I haven't pursued her yet because she already has a boyfriend—she's a fat commodity, after all. My situation is more tragic. For the first half of the year, I only had games to keep me company, and I didn't attend classes much. Fortunately, I didn't fail any courses, and thankfully,
winter break was over. Then we went back to school, and the same routine of sleeping in class and playing games. However, a spring outing later gave me and Xiaoyi a small chance to interact. It was late April, in the middle of the semester, and school had become boring. The class monitor used class funds to fund a trip for us to go hiking. I really wasn't interested, but since my roommates were all going, I had no choice but to go too. On the day of the trip, we met at the school gate. Xiaowen was there too, of course, with her boyfriend
. Xiaoyi, who was all lovey-dovey, was alone; her boyfriend wasn't there. The journey to the scenic spot was uneventful. After getting off the bus, the whole class headed towards the summit. Xiaoyi shared a dorm with girls from another class and wasn't very familiar with the girls in her own class, so she walked at the front of the girls' group. Our dorm walked at the back of the boys' group. As we walked, Xiaoyi joined our group. We chatted and walked happily together.
Xiaoyou, who was my lower bunkmate, had a crush on Xiaoyi since the beginning of the semester. Of course, like me, there was nothing we could do; before we could even make a move, she already had a boyfriend. So, my family was quite attentive to Xiaoyi, making sure she had the best food and drinks. Xiaoyi just smiled and didn't really mingle with us. She would occasionally check her phone, frowning. I secretly peeked at her phone when she wasn't resting; it was her boyfriend apologizing for not accompanying her on this spring outing. My heart sank a bit, and I stopped caring so much.
We were almost at the summit, and everyone was covered in sweat. Most of the girls had already rested halfway up the mountain, and a small number of the boys had also left. Xiaowen and her boyfriend had already left, seemingly to enjoy the local snacks. To my surprise, Xiaoyi had been following, but lagging behind. Should I try to be attentive? The main group was ahead, and Xiaoyi was behind, so being behind meant we were practically alone. But she had a boyfriend, and she was looking at her phone with a big smile, probably because her boyfriend had appeased her. She didn't even notice me, practically alone with her. Oh well, let's keep going. After
walking for another half hour, the stone steps ended, and it became a steep dirt path. Climbing became difficult, and those who were tired found a pavilion to eat, drink, and rest, planning to go down later. I thought, since I'd come all this way, I might as well climb to the top! Another ten minutes passed when I heard Xiaoyi call me from behind: "Did you bring water? Mine's finished." I turned around and saw that Xiaoyi's bangs were wet, her face was covered in fine beads of sweat, and her collar was soaked through. She was panting heavily as she followed. It's true, it's not easy for a young girl to climb the mountain with the large group. Seeing the group ahead getting further and further away, I thought, "I'll stay with Xiaoyi for a while.
" "You guys are too fast, I can hardly keep up. Thank you, I'll buy you another bottle when we get down," Xiaoyi said to me after finishing her drink. Of course, she didn't give me back the bottle of mineral water, which I understood. Girls who drink directly from their mouths wouldn't return it to me. I said, "Just say less. Are you still climbing?" I asked her with some concern, seeing
how energetic she was. "We've come this far, let's go." Since that's the case, let's go. I didn't climb particularly fast either, keeping only three or four meters behind Xiaoyi, slowly climbing upwards. I would occasionally ask her if she could keep going. When we reached the top, there was a particularly steep section of the mountain path. Even I, a tall guy of 1.8 meters, had to be extra careful, and I didn't notice the frail woman behind me. After we passed the third slope, I heard Xiaoyi calling me from behind, "Wait a minute, can you help me up?" I turned around to look at her. The slope was up to her navel, and she had been trying for a long time but couldn't get up. That's why she called me. It's
not my fault I didn't notice, because our family barely communicated during the hike, except for the time we borrowed water. I went over and extended my hand. She extended her hand too. I took her hand and pulled together, finally managing to pull her up. Just as I was about to let go, I suddenly noticed the softness of her hand. It was the first time I had touched her hand, and the feeling was instantly different. It was as if
I had been holding that softness all along. Just as I hesitated, I felt Xiaoyi trying to pull her hand away. I suddenly felt it wasn't appropriate, so I let go of her hand. To ease my embarrassment, I pointed to the path ahead and said to her, "There are many more slopes ahead, be careful. Maybe you should go down, don't climb anymore." Xiaoyi also... She didn't look at me. After thinking for a moment, she glanced back at the path we had just taken up the mountain. It seemed she was afraid of going back
alone, or perhaps she was reluctant to give up now that she had come all this way. She said, "Why don't you keep going? It's a rare opportunity." I had nothing more to say. Actually, I liked it too; having her there made me happy. After a couple of steps, there was a second slope. The result was the same; she couldn't climb it. I reached out again and, as she wished, pulled her up. And as I wished, I held that soft touch. Unlike before, after she reached the top, I held her hand for a few more seconds. When she tried to pull her hand away
, I let go again. She didn't look at me. On the third slope, just like the first two, after she reached the top, she didn't give me much time to enjoy the gentleness of her hand before withdrawing it. As we got to this point, my heart started pounding. I wanted to hold her hand; I wanted to feel the softness of her hand in my palm. I didn't want to let go.
After pulling her up the fourth slope, I held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go. She tried to pull her hand away, but it didn't work. She looked at me with surprise, but I didn't dare to meet her gaze. I just pulled her hand and walked forward. At that moment, if Xiaoyi had said something like "Let go" or something else, I definitely would have let go. She didn't say anything. My heart was pounding, and my breathing became heavy. Perhaps because of the climb, I couldn't detect anything unusual. We just kept holding hands and climbing. She seemed to have given up, letting me hold her hand. After a few steps, a wicked thought crossed my mind—I wanted to squeeze the softness in my hand
—but I didn't have the courage to do it. I continued holding Xiaoyi's hand, heading towards the summit. Xiaoyi just followed me, letting me hold her hand the whole way. I didn't know what her expression was because I didn't dare look. I was afraid she would make me let go. Her hand didn't move, except occasionally she would tighten her grip, as if trying to pull her hand away, but it was no use. I gripped it tightly. At that moment, I felt like I was bewitched, as if letting go would mean never having her again.
After a while, I could almost hear my classmates laughing and talking. I didn't want to wait any longer, so I adjusted my grip and slowly felt the skin on her hand with my fingers. Xiao Yi seemed to feel it too, and pulled her hand in an unusual way. She didn't pull her hand away, but her hand trembled a little. My hand licked her hand like a tongue, touching the back and palm of her hand. Her hand seemed to react differently; she seemed to sweat more on the flat ground than when climbing uphill. I could almost feel her tension and anxiety. Just
as I was trying to sense it, I heard our class monitor's voice in the distance. It seemed like she saw me slowly emerging from the mountaintop. Xiao Yi suddenly pulled her hand away from mine with a lot of force. I didn't seem to feel anything and continued walking, wondering what Xiao Yi's expression was like.
The class monitor wondered why I was so slow. Before they could ask, I said, "Xiao Yi can't climb up. I'll wait a bit; she'll get hurt if she climbs." The class monitor didn't suspect anything and accepted my explanation. Then it was simple: we ate, enjoyed the scenery, and
on the way back down the mountain, I deliberately looked at Xiao Yi's face from a distance. It was basically normal, but she still wouldn't look at me. Even when she felt my gaze, she wouldn't look at me.
After returning to school, during a class, Xiao Yi gave me a bottle of juice, said "thank you for the water last time," and walked away without waiting for my reply. I was heartbroken, but there was nothing I could do.
After this, life went on as before, and the days went on as before.
However, something happened with Xiaoyi. It seems that not long after the mountain climb, she and her boyfriend crossed the final barrier and went to a hotel. According to my gossipy classmates, it was Xiaoyi's first time. I felt uneasy after hearing this, but I didn't think much of it because it wasn't meant for me anyway. Xiaowen was in the same situation. They were mutually attracted and slept together.
The difference was that it wasn't Xiaowen's first time. It seemed her boyfriend was angry about it, but they recovered within a week.
Freshman year passed just like that. Sophomore year was also uneventful, but Xiaowen and her boyfriend seemed even more affectionate, always traveling together or showing off their love. Xiaoyi was different; the couple seemed to argue quite a bit, but they also showed off their affection quite a bit. Once, during class, Xiaoyi and her boyfriend got into a fight. As for me, well, that's another story. I spent my time in class, sleeping, playing games, and going to internet cafes much more often. Sometimes I would think back to that time I went hiking with Xiaoyi.
And so, sophomore year passed, summer vacation passed, and school started again. A new semester began, and so did my first love
(stay tuned!).

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