Dream in Shenyang

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He completely forgot that four years had passed, and the person in front of him was no longer the same person he once was.

When Geng Runfeng received Su Manting's call, he had just fallen into a deep sleep. He
was furious at the call that disturbed his peaceful sleep.
And, to make matters worse, he was a rascal who never turned off his phone in crucial moments. This was a flaw he'd developed at some point: his phone was always on 24/7.
Su Manting's skin was always very fair, appearing like white jade under the soft light in the room.
His friends knew this habit, so in times of trouble, when there was really no one else to turn to, she was his last resort.
"I'll get off at the North Station in half an hour. Come pick me up." With just that one sentence, Su Manting hung up. Geng Runfeng had been
suffering from neurasthenia lately, and it was easy for him to have trouble sleeping, especially when he was woken up halfway through a journey; then he had no chance of falling back asleep.
The headache he felt upon waking made him extremely irritable. He rubbed his temples for a while before feeling a little better.
Damn it! "This is fucking weird!" Geng Runfeng cursed, and
in a fit of pique, he refused to sit down and walked straight ahead. Half-asleep, Geng Runfeng checked the time; it was already past midnight, 2:45 AM. "
Who the hell is this? So inconsiderate in the middle of the night!" Cursing, Geng Runfeng checked his phone's caller ID.
It was an unfamiliar number. Geng Runfeng checked the area code and found it was from Beijing. Geng Runfeng carefully recalled the call;
the conversation seemed to imply they were quite familiar… and the voice sounded like Su Manting. "
Didn't that girl go to Beijing to pursue her dreams?" "It's been a year since I last heard from Su Manting..."
Filled with confusion, Geng Runfeng glanced at his phone again. The number was indeed from the capital.
Could it really be Su Manting?
Geng Runfeng dialed the number back, but no one answered. Remembering the rumbling of the train he'd heard on the phone, Geng Runfeng felt
relieved. It wasn't unusual not to hear anything on a train.
Geng Runfeng wasn't sure if it was really Su Manting calling, so he hesitated, wondering whether to pick her up or not.
Could it be a wrong number? Surely no one would bother him in the middle of the night? After much deliberation, Geng Runfeng decided to go to the North Station anyway. After
quickly getting ready, Geng Runfeng went out.
His home wasn't far from the North Station, only a twenty-minute walk. But he was in a hurry to get there and didn't want to walk. He left the courtyard, went up the main road... After crossing
the station square, Geng Runfeng... Feng called that unfamiliar Beijing number again, but still no one answered. Geng Runfeng wondered if he had called the wrong number.
Geng Runfeng had two great grudges about the time the phone rang: one, being interrupted while having sex; two, being woken from a good dream—these two were of equal importance. Meanwhile
, Geng Runfeng tried to hail a taxi. Unfortunately, there wasn't a single empty taxi on the road.
In the middle of the night, there were few cars, and even when one passed by, it was usually already turned off. The taxi driver, ignoring Geng Runfeng's presence and ignoring his attempts to flag him down,
sped past without even considering sharing a ride.
This was incredibly frustrating!
Geng Runfeng walked along, keeping an eye out for taxis, but he was almost at the North Station and hadn't found one.
Then he thought, since he was already this far, what's a few more steps? After all, it was a long way off. He saw Su Manting.
Her face was still delicate and graceful, but no longer the bare-faced beauty of before. A light layer of makeup added a touch of elegance, but diminished the natural purity of her youth
. Geng Runfeng glanced at her, then quickly looked away, seemingly watching television, but his gaze was unwavering, like a meditating monk.
Her long, flowing black hair was now neatly styled.
Hmm… she looked more capable and mature than before.
A gentle night breeze stirred Su Manting's long skirt. The hem swayed, revealing her fair insteps and delicate high-heeled sandals. "
You… you didn't wear high heels before…
Has the environment changed you, or has time changed you?"
Geng Runfeng was speechless, a rare occurrence for someone usually so eloquent.
Su Manting smiled and said, "Don't you recognize me?"
"I'm not familiar with it anymore." Geng Runfeng's reply seemed casual, but it was as if he was avoiding something. Immediately, he added, "It's the middle of the night, and it's still an unfamiliar number
. I almost thought it was a wrong number. I can't even process it all."
"I knew you would come. If you didn't, it wouldn't be you." Su Manting laughed again, her voice hoarse from staying up all night.
"That's hard to say. People change, haven't you changed too?" Geng Runfeng puffed out his chest, took Su Manting's suitcase, and walked towards the station exit.
Then, Geng Runfeng explained abruptly, "The voice sounded familiar, I didn't expect it to really be you. Why did you decide to come back? Something happened?"
"Yeah." Su Manting responded, "The company has a client here that needs to be dealt with, so I took the opportunity to come back. It's like using work as a pretext for personal matters."
After hearing this, Geng Runfeng remained noncommittal and asked Su Manting, "Going home, or where to?"
"Crowne Plaza. The room's already booked."
Unlike on the streets, the taxi stand in front of the station wasn't acting up; it was easy to hail a taxi.
In the taxi, Su Manting asked Geng Runfeng, "Where's your car?"
Watching Su Manting sprawl on the bed, Geng Runfeng said, "Alright, I've dropped her off. I should go."
"Sold."
The Crowne Plaza Hotel wasn't far from the North Station, just past Zhongshan Square, a mere four kilometers. He drove there in no time, and with
the late-night traffic, it took less than fifteen minutes to get Su Manting to her room.
Hearing this, Su Manting sat up, looked up at Geng Runfeng, and said, "What's the rush? We haven't seen each other in so long, aren't you going to talk to me for a bit
before leaving?"
Geng Runfeng looked at Su Manting, puzzled, unsure how to respond.
Su Manting puffed out her chest, her breasts, the size of beans, standing proudly upright like their owner.
"Wait for me, I'll take a shower and then we'll talk." With that, Su Manting gave Geng Runfeng a playful smile. There was a hint of
allure .
The sound of running water in the bathroom made Geng Runfeng's mind wander. Could this little girl have other intentions? This wasn't like her. She was
as pure as a lotus flower.
Geng Runfeng shook his head, banishing the erotic thoughts from his mind.
He had to admit, in his heart, Su Manting was still that little girl, pure and stubborn. All his memories of her were from four years ago.
Geng Runfeng was usually a man who readily accepted reality, but this time, he was unusually quiet. Perhaps it was the lingering effects of neurasthenia, or perhaps it was the effects of lack of sleep. While
Su Manting was taking a shower, Geng Runfeng, bored, casually turned on the television. It was already late at night, and there were practically no serious programs
on TV shopping channels had stopped airing. The programs still playing were all outdated dramas.
Geng Runfeng couldn't remember the last time he had watched a TV series.
The Olympics—still a month or so away, right?
Geng Runfeng was lost in thought and didn't notice when the water in the bathroom stopped. By the time he realized Su Manting had finished showering, her graceful
figure was already before him.
Geng Runfeng always assumed that women would wrap a towel around themselves after coming out of the bathroom. Su Manting, casually draped in a towel, wiping herself dry as she walked
, seemingly unconcerned about the exposed skin, was completely unexpected.
"Are you trying to make me make a mistake by doing this?" Geng Runfeng's voice was calm, but his heart was pounding.
This was psychological stimulation, which was normal. Geng Runfeng reassured himself. He deceived himself into believing that he was insignificant. "
I, Geng Runfeng, have seen it all, I've seen plenty of women..."
Su Manting's laughter interrupted Geng Runfeng's self-suggestion. Then, a soft, boneless hand landed on Geng Runfeng's shoulder: "Brother, when did you become
a vegetarian?" Su Manting resumed her old way of addressing Geng Runfeng, and her hand on his shoulder naturally moved up to wrap around his
neck, pulling him towards her. Her other hand, however, cupped one of her round breasts and presented it to Geng Runfeng.
Geng Runfeng looked up at Su Manting, only to find that the innocence of the past was gone from her face; the smile on her lower lip was filled with a provocative tone.
The complex ideas that had been swirling in Geng Runfeng's mind suddenly became laughable. All he could do was follow his instincts and take that beautiful nipple into his mouth.
This nipple was one that Geng Runfeng had previously ignored in his resistance to Su Manting, forcibly touching and pinching, but he had never been able to hold in his mouth and savor it. Now,
he could be considered to have made progress .
Geng Runfeng was by no means a novice when it came to women. Someone once joked that caressing a woman's body had become a well-practiced skill for Old Geng. He
almost didn't need to use his brain; he knew exactly how to do it.

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