[Urban] Girlfriend Story (Complete) - 15

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Chapter 16 Old Love, New Love

… The world was gray, and all around was silent. I looked at the faded wallpaper, the exquisite yet old dining table, and the soft purple velvet sofa beside it. I sat in a somewhat dim and empty dining room, the furnishings seemed like my own home, but upon closer inspection, there were some differences.

Outside the window was a gray sky, it was hard to tell whether it was morning or evening, everything felt gloomy—except for Xiao Hui in front of me.

Xiao Hui sat smiling at one side of the table, wearing a white suspender dress decorated with simple lace, exposing her slender neck, smooth shoulders, tender and dewy arms, and a small section of full, white breast flesh outside the lace trim at her chest. Her fair skin seemed to have a halo, like an angel in the clouds, or a sprite on the treetop.

Her large eyes were exceptionally bright and striking, with long, fan-shaped eyelashes like those of a Western girl, and slightly deep-set eyes, yet at the same time, she had the pure black and deep pupils of an Eastern girl, with delicate and gentle eyeliner. With her loving smile, her bright eyes shone like stars, radiating a blend of innocence, allure, and a touch of the indescribable mystery unique to mixed-race individuals.

Her lips were even more enticing, as fresh and tender as cherries, as red and luscious as roses, instantly intoxicating and stirring an irresistible urge to kiss them. The curves of her lips were perfect: the upper lip was thin yet moist, its clear line forming a beautiful "M" shape, the corners slightly pointed, like a swan's outstretched wings, elegant and graceful; the lower lip was full and alluring, its curve rounded and smooth, like fresh fruit or a crescent moon, brimming with unparalleled feminine beauty.

"Is it good? Is it tasty? Do you like my cooking?"

Xiaohui's lips seemed to barely move, but her heavenly voice was exceptionally melodious and gentle.

I reluctantly averted my gaze from Xiaohui's beautiful face and looked at the dining table: a simple pan-fried cod, a light stir-fried vegetable dish with garlic, a bowl of warm miso soup, and a plate of steaming white rice—ordinary, yet comforting and delicious.

I moved my chopsticks, feeling a sense of satisfaction even before the food touched my lips. "...Mmm, so delicious, mmm, so good..."

"Hehe, not bad, right? My cooking skills have improved a lot since coming to U country~" Xiaohui smiled gently and happily, her beautiful eyes sparkling with love and satisfaction.

"Hmph, so good today? I just got back from V University, and you've already prepared the meal. What? Don't you have classes? Tell me, what mischievous idea are you up to now?"

I asked casually, looking at Xiaohui's radiant smile.

"You're so mean~ I just thought you were too busy lately, so I'm thanking you today~ I don't have any ideas, you're so 'petty'..."

Xiaohui pouted coquettishly, looking like she'd been falsely accused.

"Hehe, I've known you for more than just a day or two, you little vixen, hurry up and confess~ Otherwise, when I'm done eating and I pin you down on the bed, making you scream like a kitten, you'll have no way to explain yourself~" I teased casually, looking at Xiaohui's slightly flushed, snow-white cheeks, while one hand reached out to the side, reaching under the table to touch Xiaohui's soft, white thigh.

"You big pervert~ Your mind is always full of nonsense~" Xiaohui frowned, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she pouted angrily, her slender fingers twisting the back of my hand.

Because I was prepared, I withdrew my hand in time, grinning mischievously, "Okay, baby, be honest, don't be shy~" "You big pervert, you bad guy, you always know what I'm thinking..."

Xiaohui murmured, both coquettish and slightly angry, her pretty face blushing slightly as she continued, "I...I just wanted to ask you, what are your plans for this holiday?"

"Heh...I already guessed this, you playful little girl, you're already twenty years old and all you're thinking about is the holiday~" I said with a slight smile.

"I'm not playful at all~ You already promised to go with me to the U.S. National Park, to the L.O.C. Ocean World, and Disneyland~" Xiaohui retorted with a hint of reproach and anger, while coquettishly clinging to my arm, pressing her 35D breasts, which weren't covered by a bra, against me through the thin fabric, truly using both soft and hard tactics.

"Okay, okay, there's not that much time during the holiday, since I promised you, you can choose one, okay?"

I said with a smile, feeling both satisfied and helpless.

"Really? That's great! ~ Mmm~ I love you so much~ You're the best~" Xiaohui said sweetly, happily leaning into my arms.

"Hehe, love you too..."

I held Xiaohui's soft body in my arms, looking at her usually gentle face, now displaying that innocent and romantic smile for me, and felt an overwhelming happiness fill my heart. It was as if nothing in life mattered more, as if all my wishes had been fulfilled, as if I were floating lightly on the clouds.

The scenery around me was still gray, the sky outside the window was also a gloomy gray, but none of that mattered, as long as Xiaohui was in my arms, this moment felt like eternity.

I held Xiaohui like this, and I don't know how much time passed, but this peace was suddenly broken by a knock on the door.

Who? Who is disturbing Xiaohui and me? I don't know why, but just because of this faint knock, a sense of unease suddenly arose in my heart.

I didn't want to pay attention to anyone; I wanted this moment to belong entirely to Xiaohui and me, and she to belong entirely to me.

But suddenly, I felt a void in my heart. Xiaohui had left my embrace, gone to the door, and silently opened it. Outside, everything was gray, and a tall, dark-skinned man stood in the doorway. I couldn't see his face, but a nameless worry filled my heart.

I couldn't hear what he said to Xiaohui, but her previously joyful face suddenly darkened. Her beautiful eyes showed worry, fear, and even a rare disgust and contempt.

"Xiaohui? What's wrong?"

I asked, somewhat panicked and confused, looking at Xiaohui's back.

Xiaohui turned around. Her perfect face was still as charming and beautiful as ever, but her expression was suddenly icy cold, as if she were looking at a stranger, or even as if she were barely maintaining composure in front of an enemy.

What was wrong? Did Xiaohui resent the person outside? Or did she resent me?

"But... I'm sorry, I might not be able to be with you during the holidays..."

Xiaohui said coldly, looking at me.

"What? What do you mean?"

I asked in a panic, even fear.

"I'm sorry, I have to leave, and I won't be able to stay with you anymore..."

Xiaohui's gentle face was now so cold, like an ice statue.

"Why? Didn't you say you loved me? Why are you leaving!"

"I still love you... um... but... I have to leave... um... and, wasn't it you who made me leave..."

Xiaohui looked at me, her cold expression seemingly melting with sadness, as if it were a mixture of resentment, pain, and heartbreak, and at the same time, tears welled up in her bright eyes.

"Xiaohui... I was wrong... don't go... don't cry... stay with me... okay?"

I wanted to get up and grab Xiaohui, to keep her by my side, but it was as if an invisible force was binding me, making me wave my arms, but I couldn't do anything.

"...Ugh...I'm sorry..."

Xiao Hui's sobbing voice came, piercing my heart like a knife, making me feel a suffocating pain throughout my body.

"No! Xiaohui, please! Please!" I felt I had used all my strength, but all my struggles were in vain. Xiaohui's figure disappeared outside the door, fading into the gray world.

No! No! I struggled, feeling pain, regret, helplessness, and loss tearing me apart, but nothing could change anything. I could only feel hot tears welling up in my eyes...

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No!

I opened my eyes and looked at the dark ceiling, only to realize with astonishment—it was just a dream.

But the feeling of sadness, the heart-wrenching pain, was so real, so heavy. My heart was really

pounding violently in my chest, and when I touched the corner of my eye, I really felt it was wet and warm; hot tears were really streaming down my cheeks!

God! I had this dream again, and I cried in my dream again!

Before, I never imagined that people could cry in their dreams, never imagined that such sorrow could exist, but it really happened, and it happened to me.

In the almost two months since I left Xiaohui, this is the fourth time I've woken up in tears from a dream. I wouldn't call myself a particularly resilient man, but in my entire life, I can count the number of times I've cried on one hand.

I sat up in bed, looked at the small room in front of me, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think sadly of the last time I cried. It was ten years ago, when I broke up with my first love for various reasons. Back then, I only shed tears once, but now, in less than two months, it's already four times.

Sigh... why am I so sensitive and weak? Am I getting old? Or have I changed? I couldn't help but think with a touch of self-mockery.

No, I should look forward. I comforted myself, there will be other girls waiting for me, I will fall in love again, let the past be the past.

After all, I've had plenty of girlfriends who aroused envy, and finding another young and outstanding girl wouldn't be difficult. Perhaps leaving this quagmire and starting a new life is indeed a wise decision. Besides, if Xiaohui came back to me, could I still be with her? When she was still my girlfriend, every orifice of her body had been enjoyed by countless men. How could a relationship with a girl like that last? Even if we were together, she would likely leave me sooner or later.

But thinking about this, I couldn't help but ask myself, was Xiaohui's repeated humiliation by other men because of me? Did she really have some kind of hardship? She endured the "humiliation of being violated" time and time again for me, and I just abandoned her like this? How could I do that to her? She's a girl who was spoiled since childhood, and now her parents are imprisoned, and she's studying abroad alone. How could I abandon her?

No, no! I tried, I tried to give us another chance, but she refused. It's all over now, no matter whose fault it was. I scolded myself.

But I couldn't help thinking that if she came back, we could fulfill our vows together, travel to the U country together. I could kiss her again, hold her, possess her. What did it matter if other men enjoyed her body? Didn't I feel excited every time I saw Xiaohui being humiliated by other men? Didn't my penis get incredibly hot every time I saw her naked, her vagina being penetrated by other men's genitals, filled with other men's semen? Maybe, pain and pleasure were possible? Maybe, this would satisfy my strange fetish for humiliating my girlfriend? Maybe, like Cherry said, it's just sex, what's wrong with that?

Oh God! No, no, how could I think like this? Have I been changed? My girlfriend, who belongs to me, can I really willingly let others enjoy her? Although I feel a special excitement watching Xiaohui being humiliated, should I indulge in this twisted pleasure? Marrying a girl like that, I'd never know where she is, naked, moaning under some man's crotch, while I'd be left alone in an empty room. How could I possibly live like that?

Besides, would Xiaohui be happy? Wouldn't she crave a simple, peaceful, loving, and normal life?

But perhaps Xiaohui also enjoys the thrill of infidelity? If so, could I endure such a life?

God! The more I thought about it, the more confused and conflicted I became. I suddenly rushed into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and let the cold water wash over my face, my body, and cool my heart…

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It's been almost two months since I separated from Xiaohui, and gradually, my mood has mostly returned to calm.

Even though the climate in V City is exceptionally pleasant, autumn has arrived, and the weather is getting a bit cooler. The groves near V University have gradually turned into clusters of reddish-brown, like colorful clouds, quite beautiful.

I sat in my tiny room, gazing at the dawning sky outside the window, drying my damp hair, my mind preoccupied with the trivialities of life.

I looked around; the room was incredibly cramped. Besides two narrow single beds pressed against the walls, there wasn't much space. Furthermore, there wasn't much furniture—just two desks, two chairs, and two wardrobes—of course, this wasn't my previous home, but merely a temporary place.

Since Zhao Chengjie and Jack Chen had both left my previous rental, and no new tenants had moved in, the landlord decided to use the vacancy to do some repairs. Although my landlord was a short, stout, and unapproachable white man, his offer of "two months' rent waived and temporary university accommodation" seemed fair, and given he was the landlord, I couldn't refuse.

Therefore, about two months ago, I moved into the university dormitory at V University. It was shortly after Xiaohui and I broke up, and to start a new life, I left all my belongings in the basement of my previous apartment, bringing only a few personal items.

After all, Xiaohui and I had lived together in that room for a year. Every corner held memories of our time together, and every place still carried the lingering, haunting scent of Xiaohui's body. There, on that bed where Xiaohui and I had made love countless times, I couldn't sleep peacefully. In that room filled with our laughter and sorrow, not a single second was spent not reminiscing about the past.

Moving here brought some changes to my life.

The V University campus was located not far from the university, in a spacious area surrounded by trees. Nearby were two V University gymnasiums and a library—a pleasant and beautiful environment.

Several ten-story apartment buildings housed about one or two thousand university students. Of course, not all V University students lived here—there were also many private duplex apartments for rent nearby, and many local V City students lived in their homes.

These campus buildings were primarily inhabited by U country university students, young and energetic, sometimes even excessively so. Infected by this youthful energy, I felt as if I had become six or seven years younger, as if I had returned to my university days, and carefree laughter returned to my face.

Furthermore, like most dormitories in U.S. universities, each room is a two-person room. Although roommates in one room are of the same sex, the entire dormitory is mixed—meaning that the room opposite yours, or your neighbor, might very well be occupied by two hot 18-year-old U.S. girls.

A group of carefree young men and women gathered together every day, so it's no surprise that parties, clubs, and activities never stopped in this apartment building—not that all university students in the U.S. were lazy, but rather that most of them believed in "playing like crazy and studying like crazy," with "playing like crazy" coming first.

On our floor, there were about twenty university students from V City. About half of them were quite busy and rarely seen, but the rest were all quite cheerful and funny, and I soon became quite familiar with them.

Three white girls from the art department were always together, around eighteen or nineteen years old, and all quite hot, naturally attracting my attention. They were all about the same height, around 1.65 meters. Jessica was blonde and blue-eyed, a slender beauty; Cindy was fuller, blonde and brown-eyed, gentle and elegant; and Lela was a Latina girl with a hot figure and exotic charm.

Since none of them seemed to have a steady boyfriend, I often thought about choosing one of them to start a new romance. Perhaps it's because I'm still recovering from the emotional turmoil, but I can't seem to muster the enthusiasm to launch a serious offensive.

Over the past month, I've attended a few parties at the invitation of the university students on this floor, and while I did experience some temporary pleasure under the influence of alcohol, getting out of bed in the morning and seeing the mess of scraps of paper and trash in the hallway, countless empty bottles, carelessly discarded condoms, and even the occasional syringe, with no girl by my side, inevitably leaves me feeling somewhat lost.

I haven't casually slept with any U.S. girl, nor have I used drugs, although sometimes I've thought about giving up on myself, joining the ranks of promiscuous women and drug addicts, and forgetting everything—but I still crave a stable relationship, so I ultimately haven't done that.

Sitting on the edge of my bed, lost in thought, looking at the empty bed opposite me, I thought of my roommate—Brian, a rather handsome U.S. brown-haired, fair-skinned guy. Although he was cheerful and enthusiastic, he was also a bit arrogant. When we first met, as soon as I mentioned my surname was "Zhou," he called me "Joe."

But I was too lazy to correct him. On the one hand, an English name is just a code, and on the other hand, I was only staying temporarily, so there was no need to correct him.

I checked the time; it was just around eight in the morning. However, I had already decided to head to the CIS department and get to work as soon as possible—with Xiaohui around, things at V University were already a bit relaxed, and the events of the past few months had almost thrown my life into chaos. I had to catch up on my almost neglected studies as soon as possible.

"Hi~Joe, good morning~" I heard a pleasant girl's voice as soon as I stepped out the door. I turned around and saw Jessica wearing a white cotton t-shirt and shorts, her hair tied up, and pink running shoes appearing in front of me.

"Good morning, Jessica! Going for a jog?"

I inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her body, that of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, and gazed at her shimmering blonde hair, delicate features, and long, slender, white legs. A secret delight filled me; seeing such a beautiful sight in the morning would surely brighten my mood for the day. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

) "Yeah, what about you? Class?"

Jessica asked with a smile in fluent English.

"No, I have to catch up on a task assigned by my boss..." "Wow, that's really hard work~" Jessica looked at me with sparkling eyes and said casually.

And so, we chatted casually, taking the elevator from the fifth floor downstairs together. As I walked towards the parking lot, looking back at Jessica's graceful figure jogging away, I couldn't help but think that life wouldn't be complete without a gentle and beautiful girl. Perhaps I should seriously consider tomorrow.

"Beep beep!" As I opened the car door, a text message suddenly sounded. I casually opened it and was somewhat surprised to find it was from Gao Na—since receiving her text in F City, we'd spoken a few times on the phone, but she always seemed hesitant to speak, so I didn't press her, only offering a few words of comfort. However, the last time was two weeks ago.

The text, written in English, said, "Thank you for always chatting with me. There are some things I don't want to say, but I don't know how. I wanted to ask if you're free tonight? Come to my house for dinner?"

Perhaps in Gao Na's eyes, I was just a kind senior, but I knew that our connection was far more complicated—Gao Na probably didn't know that her boyfriend, Zhao Chengjie, had left her because Chengjie was infatuated with my girlfriend, Xiao Hui.

Moreover, during her relationship with Cheng Jie, Cheng Jie not only coerced Xiao Hui into sleeping with him, but he also cheated on her with Ding Ruyun. These were things Gao Na was unaware of, but I knew everything. Furthermore, I even witnessed Gao Na and Cheng Jie's intimate moments from outside the window, seeing every inch of Gao Na's naked body.

Therefore, facing Gao Na, my feelings were extremely complicated. On one hand, I felt a pang of pity and guilt towards her; on the other hand, she had said that Cheng Jie had betrayed and abused her, all during the time Cheng Jie threatened Xiao Hui—perhaps Gao Na's situation was connected to Xiao Hui and that "old flame"?

Although I wanted to forget the past, the days I spent with Xiao Hui were like a brand, difficult to erase. The obsession with understanding and clarifying everything remained unresolved. After hesitating for a while, I finally made the reluctant decision to go to Gao Na's house tonight for our appointment…

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In the afternoon, I sat in front of the computer in the CIS graduate student office, testing a program as requested by the professor.

My eyes were getting dry from staring at the bright screen, so I frowned and casually opened my email inbox, using the break to relieve the tension of work. My inbox contained many photos of my trips with Xiaohui. Sometimes I thought about deleting them all at once, cutting ties with the past, but I never had the courage.

Instead, my hand would involuntarily click on each photo. Just seeing Xiaohui in the pictures—her stunningly beautiful face, her elegant and captivating smile—made me hold my breath, unable to look away, and scenes from our time together would vividly reappear before my eyes.

Whenever Xiaohui gazes into the distance beside me, the ethereal halo emanating from her clear, autumn-water-like eyes, the mysterious radiance gently swaying on her cloud-like, waterfall-like black hair, and the exquisitely beautiful profile of her face, a blend of Eastern and Western beauty, rendered flawless and elegant in the light and shadow, make her resemble a statue of Venus, the goddess of beauty—elegant and noble, sacred and pure. Her breathtaking beauty is irresistible, inspiring both admiration and awe, yet also making one hold their breath, afraid to look directly at her.

Whenever Xiaohui nestled in my arms and sobbed softly, the glistening tears on her delicate, tear-streaked face, the gentle tremors of her soft, fragrant body, and the helpless yet firm grip of her tender, white hands on my arm made her seem like Helen of Troy, and I like the Spartan king before her, filled with boundless love. Even in the face of utter helplessness, I couldn't bear to hurt her in the slightest, and only wanted to hold her in my arms forever.

Whenever I pressed Xiaohui's naked body beneath me, her fair, delicate skin, as smooth and white as jade, her exquisitely curvaceous and graceful figure, her long, slender legs with perfect curves, her naturally tight yet incredibly moist and alluring vulva, coupled with her shy, charming, and tender smile, made her seem like Pandora created with spring water, fragrance, and wisdom—possessing all the intoxicating talents and magic to drive me mad, intoxicated, greedy, nihilistic, and tormented me. She made me experience all the sins, yet forget everything else. All

of this is unforgettable.

I often felt that being with Xiaohui was like a beautiful dream filled with happiness—however, the illusory dream was always replaced by an unexpected reality.

My reason tells me that only by completely forgetting the past can I escape the pain; however, my heart controls me, making me crave memories, crave Xiaohui, crave any connection with her.

Knowing it will hurt, I still can't help but open our email correspondence again, reminiscing about the past month or so since we separated. Although I feel lost, the illusory connection gives me a sliver of satisfaction.

"...Xiaohui, how have you been lately? I'm sorry, did I hurt you? I hope you can forgive me. I wonder if I can apologize to you in person..."

This was the first email I wrote to her in two weeks since we separated. At that time, I felt like someone who had just had a limb amputated; a part of my body was gone, yet I couldn't accept reality, instead feeling as if I could still feel the lost part.

"...But on the contrary, I'm doing well. I hope you are too. I've been very busy with school lately, so let's not talk about the past. We don't owe each other anything, and even if we did, you don't need to apologize to me..."

Seeing Xiaohui's reply, I felt both pain and anger. Was I really wrong? Did I really wrong her? She betrayed me, having sex with other men, even a foursome with three men! Yet now it seems like I'm the one in the wrong!

But love and hate, like fire and oil, are mixed together, making my emotions even more uncontrollable. I then wrote her countless emails. Sometimes comforting, sometimes impassioned, sometimes repentant, sometimes accusatory.

But Xiaohui's replies were always the same: cold and indifferent. She would simply write, "...I'm sorry, but I love you, but maybe we really can't be together...maybe we should both calm down and not think about feelings anymore, okay?...I'm graduating soon, I'm very busy lately, and I don't want to get entangled in feelings anymore..."

Why is Xiaohui treating me like this? Why is she so cold? Is she truly resentful and disappointed in me? Is she guilty of her infidelity and unwilling to be with me? Does she simply not care about our relationship and have already forgotten the past? Or has she been coerced again and forced to leave me? Was it, as she said, that she just wanted to calm down and focus on her studies for the time being?

After much deliberation, despite Xiaohui repeatedly hanging up on me, I couldn't resist rushing to her house one rainy evening and ringing her doorbell. However, she first had her roommate Yingying make up an excuse that she wasn't feeling well. Although she reluctantly agreed to meet me, she wouldn't even let me into her house, only talking to me for a while on the porch.

The cold yet polite look on her face, and the unchanging excuses and reasons she gave, seemed to chill me to the bone more than the icy rain, and more heartbreaking than the biting night wind.

After that unpleasant meeting, I didn't contact her for a while, but I couldn't forget the past no matter what I tried. I hoped that one day she would appear at my door again, that I would receive another call from her, or that we would bump into each other at the beach again—but none of this happened, and I had a premonition that it might never happen again.

But I couldn't help writing to her again, "...A month has passed, Xiaohui, have you sorted out your thoughts?...I can't forget you. No matter what happened, I still love you and think about you...I long for you to come back to me...I will try my best to make you happy, please give me another chance..." "

...Give me some more time, and give yourself some time too...Are we really calm?...I love you too, but...you know what happened to me, and I know what happened to you...Can we really be together again?...I will wait for you, but please give us some more time..."

When I received this email, countless emotions rushed into my mind.

What did Xiaohui mean?! Did she already know that I witnessed her being raped outside the window? Did she know that I saw her, Liu Xiaowei, and two Indians performing that obscene 4P on the beach?

God! If so, how can we face each other? Can we still be together?

She said she loves me and will wait for me, so maybe there really is still a possibility? Can we put aside our past grievances and fall in love again?

Shock and anticipation, worry and confusion overwhelmed me, leaving me unsure how to face Xiaohui, how to face the past.

Several weeks have passed, and I've gradually realized that while I can barely escape the shadows of the past and enjoy life again, my soul feels incomplete—like a shell with a broken heart. I can live a normal life, but from now on, there are no more passionate emotions, no more fiery love.

I raise my hand, wanting to type, wanting to tell Xiaohui, to tell her I love her, to tell her that no matter what happened in the past, I hope she comes back, and we can start over.

But is this really the right decision?

I sigh, unsure what to do.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already six in the afternoon. I cleared away all my hesitations and countless distracting thoughts, leaving these problems for tomorrow. I quickly packed my things and decided to go to Gao Na's house for our appointment…

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In the past two months, the news of my breakup with Xiao Hui had already spread to every Chinese student studying abroad—after all, Xiao Hui was the undisputed "campus beauty" among international students. Her charming and outstanding appearance, along with the various rumors about her family background, made her the focus of attention for countless students—in this somewhat boring study abroad life, such gossip was a topic everyone looked forward to.

Of course, a few male international students with notoriously loose morals immediately began pursuing Xiao Hui, but naturally, as before, they were only gently and politely rejected by Xiao Hui time and time again. Although there were far more than just these swarms of admirers for Xiao Hui, given the various "rumors" circulating about Xiao Hui at V University, plus the stories about her and Shang Zhiyong, and about her and me, some excellent and calm boys were still observing from the sidelines.

During this time, both Ruyun and Cherry called me, inviting me out to "catch up." Needless to say, I could have hoped for a blissful night with either of them. However, after some hesitation, I politely declined—not because I wasn't tempted, but because the thought of them leaving me after a passionate night, taking that warmth and affection with them, leaving me alone to face that unfillable emptiness, filled me with inexplicable panic.

I'd rather numb myself with alcohol at home, or party all night with some U.S. university students until I was exhausted.

In contrast, sometimes talking to Gao Na on the phone made me feel more relaxed—excluding the fact that I'd spied on her and Chengjie's sex life—we didn't have much in common, yet we were both hurt by relationships, and talking to her felt like we were kindred spirits.

Naturally, I wouldn't tell her about my relationship with Xiaohui. Most of the time, I would just offer empty words of comfort, like how wonderful life was and that true love would come in the future. However, when I comforted her with these words, it felt as if I was comforting myself as well.

Like most international students, Gao Na shared a two-story house near the university with others. It was a traditional U.S.-style house with a wooden structure and a sloping roof. When I arrived at her yard, it was almost completely dark. I stopped my rambling thoughts, parked the car, and went to the porch.

Gao Na's roommates were two female PhD students who had studied in the U.S. for many years. Although they were also from China, they were quite Westernized and both had U.S. boyfriends. If Gao Na, who was somewhat attractive, was like a sparrow compared to a phoenix compared to the beautiful Xiaohui, then Gao Na's two roommates could only be described as "an eyesore."

Although I had never been to Gao Na's house before, I had met her roommates at several events organized by international students. Watching their middle-aged U.S. boyfriends praise their plump, round, dark, and pockmarked faces, saying "You are so beautiful...", I felt like I was about to faint.

Regardless, I rang the doorbell, anticipating dinner—perhaps what Gao Na was about to tell me would truly unravel the long-standing mystery surrounding Xiao Hui's past.

After a few rings, the door slowly opened, and Gao Na appeared before me. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and my heart skipped a beat—I couldn't remember the last time I saw her at V University. Back then, she was dressed simply, without makeup or jewelry, a simple ponytail, and a plain t-shirt and jeans.

But now, Gao Na's already somewhat attractive face was adorned with appropriate light makeup. Light pink eyeshadow and eyeliner accentuated her medium-sized eyes, making them appear quite bright, and the rosy, glossy lipstick complemented her already fair cheeks, giving her a touch of alluring beauty.

Her ponytail had been replaced by long, flowing hair, and her t-shirt and jeans had been replaced by a floral print lake-blue sundress. The short skirt just covered the middle of her thighs, and the semi-transparent gauze hem fluttered above her knees, partially revealing her fair and tender thighs. Gao Na was about 1.6 meters tall, and while her legs weren't particularly long, they were quite well-proportioned. Combined with her fair skin with a youthful rosy glow and the black open-toe low-heeled sandals on her small feet, she was quite alluring.

Although she was somewhat slender, the front of her dress was bulging, hinting at a pair of rather impressive breasts beneath the fabric. As she opened the door, a delicate fragrance wafted out, and watching her hair sway gently, I noticed the sparkling diamond studs on her earlobes.

"Hi~ Brother Ke Fan, you're right on time,"

Gao Na said, smiling at me.

I had expected to see an ordinary, unassuming girl with red, tear-filled eyes and a ponytail, but her stunning appearance left me somewhat bewildered. "Oh, um, I'm usually punctual, um..." "Come in, Brother Kefan, don't be shy,"

Gao Na said naturally, then led me into the living room.

The aroma of food filled the air as we entered, and Gao Na went into the kitchen, saying to me, "Please have a seat, the food will be ready soon. There's juice on the table, please help yourself." The living room was dimly lit, but I could still clearly see Gao Na's curvaceous back and her fair, shapely legs peeking out from under her skirt.

I couldn't help but feel astonished—what had happened? How had Gao Na become so beautiful? Had she integrated into the materialistic society of America? Or had she forgotten Cheng Jie and found a new partner?

Regardless, I suddenly recalled the scene of peeping through the window at her and Cheng Jie's intimate moment, remembering her naked, fair body and her wanton, seductive moans.

Damn it! How could I let my mind wander like that! My purpose in coming today was twofold: first, to hear Gao Na's troubles and offer some advice as a friend; second, to learn about her and Cheng Jie's relationship and see if it could unravel the mystery of Xiao Hui's past. Although Gao Na is quite attractive, given her relationship with Cheng Jie and my past relationship with Xiao Hui—she is definitely not the right partner I want to choose to forget the past.

In short, I'll just wait and see, I thought, while clearing my mind of any inappropriate thoughts, and politely said, "Oh, okay, thank you. You don't need to be so busy, just make something simple." Gao Na had probably already prepared everything before I arrived, and a few minutes later, when I went into the kitchen to chat with her, several simple but exquisite dishes were already laid out on the table.

Gao Na seemed to be from Jiangsu, and the dishes she made were as unique and light as those from the water towns. Although every dish was quite delicious, I didn't pay much attention, because half an hour after we started dinner, she still hadn't revealed her worries, only chatting with me about tourist attractions in V City and her recent studies—trivial topics.

What could it be that was so difficult to talk about?

"Brother Kefan, many classmates are planning to go back to China during winter break, right? What about you?"

Gao Na hadn't eaten much and had already put down her chopsticks, gazing thoughtfully at the night view outside the window as she casually asked.

"Maybe not, there are still many interesting places in U Country, um, I'd like to travel around during the holidays..."

Speaking of holidays, I couldn't help but think of Xiao Hui, and a sense of melancholy crept into my heart.

"I really want to go back... Even if I have a place to stay, I don't feel like this country is my home..." Gao Na said wistfully, pursing her red lips, then continued, "Oh, by the way, it's been a bit cold in the house lately, do you want to have some red wine? It's some leftover from the party my roommates had last time..." "Yeah, sure,"

I replied casually, "Girls are just more prone to homesickness, right? Why don't you go back and visit during the holidays? Or are you too busy with your department?"

After pouring two glasses of red wine, she continued, "Well... I guess I'm pretty busy... Actually, sometimes I think, I should just go back. It's so boring here, was coming here to study a mistake?" "

Heh, maybe studying is a bit boring, nothing special..." That kind of homesickness is hard to cure, so I just casually comforted her.

"Yeah, especially when I'm alone..." Perhaps thinking of Cheng Jie, Gao Na lowered her eyes and murmured.

I didn't know what to say. Looking at the clock on the wall, I changed the subject, "Oh, it's almost nine o'clock. Should we tidy up first, or we'll disturb your roommates?"

"Oh, don't worry, they've all gone on dates and won't be back until late,"

she said, taking a sip of red wine. "Why do I encounter so many unexpected things here? Why is this place so different from what the seniors described?"

Looking at Gao Na's flushed face, I knew she was a little drunk again. Listening to her increasingly heavy topic, I guessed she was probably about to reveal the secrets she had been suppressing for months.

"Hmm, maybe, as someone once said, 'In a foreign land, in a foreign world, experience a different life'..."

Thinking of how I had held onto happy fantasies with Xiao Hui, only to have them shattered time and time again as I witnessed her being humiliated, I realized that such an unexpected event was something I had never dared to believe before.

"But, different lives... is it just being deceived by the one you love... being abandoned by the one you love..." Gao Na said, slightly drunk, picking up her wine glass and swaying as she walked to the living room, where she slumped onto the sofa.

Thinking about what happened between me and Xiao Hui, and what that bastard Cheng Jie had done to Gao Na and Xiao Hui, I felt even more sympathy for the girl before me. I couldn't help but walk into the living room, sit beside her, and ask with concern, "Gao Na, what's wrong? What happened between you and Cheng Jie? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Ugh... but... ugh... Cheng Jie, that bastard... ugh... he's dead... I hate him, ugh, what's the use now...?" Tears welled up in Gao Na's eyes, and a bit of drunkenness filled her vision with confusion and blurriness.

I wanted to comfort this poor girl, to help her forget everything that had happened, but I also wanted to know what had happened. I had drunk some alcohol and felt a little tipsy myself, unsure of what the right decision was—but in the end, the past entanglements won out. I gently pressed Gao Na, "Don't worry, I'll try my best to help you. What happened?"

"Ugh... I don't know... I don't know if I should tell you... ugh... what should I do... ugh..." Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was the painful memory, but Gao Na cried even harder. Seeing the girl's tears always leaves me feeling helpless. I don't know how to comfort her, so I can only sit beside her, letting her lean gently on my shoulder, and softly soothe her, "Hmm... Don't cry... Gao Na, it's all over now..." "Ugh... No... It's not over yet... Help me... What should I do... Ugh... I'm so sad... Ugh..." She sobbed incoherently.

"Hmm... Don't worry, what happened? Tell me,"

I said, seeing that she wouldn't stop until she told me her story, so I encouraged her.

"Ugh! I... Ugh... Two months ago... Ugh... I was... Robbed by Cheng Jie's classmate... Ugh! I was... Raped by him!" Raped!

Damn! Really! I thought that such a thing happening to Xiao Hui was just my and her misfortune, but I never imagined that another girl right next to me would encounter such a fate!

"Robbed! Could it be... Could it be that my classmate and Cheng Jie were robbed?"

I asked incredulously.

Gao Na didn't answer, but seeing her eyes tightly closed, nodding between sobs, I knew it was an "yes" answer.

Rob was not only a classmate in our department, but also someone I knew quite well among the white people in the U.S. He was in his early thirties, married, and even had a daughter. Usually, Rob seemed reliable and steady, but a few months ago, I found photos on Cheng Jie's computer showing Cheng Jie and Rob together playing with Ding Ruyun.

Now, I can still clearly recall those three naked bodies, two penises inserted into Ruyun's vagina and anus, enjoying her snow-white, full body!

At that time, I was already extremely shocked, and now, hearing that he had raped Gao Na, I was once again stunned. That time, I only thought that beneath Rob's ordinary daily life lay a scoundrel who disregarded his wife and daughter and fooled around with other girls; but now, rape is a crime!

"Then... does Chengjie know? Is this why he left you?"

"Ugh! He knows... Ugh... He's a complete bastard... Ugh! It was him... He and Rob lied to me... Ugh! They put something in my drink... I don't know why he lied to me... Ugh... He betrayed me... That night... Ugh... I just drank a few sips of juice and passed out... Ugh... When I woke up... Ugh! Rob was on top of me... I was already... Ugh... Already..." My God! The story Gao Na told sounded so familiar!

Boom!

My mind jolted, and a strange sense of astonishment surged through me, as if my blood was boiling.

I suddenly remembered that rainy night in the parking lot, that night, in the back seat of the Jeep, Shang Zhiyong and Jack Chen used their two penises to wantonly enjoy every hole in my girlfriend Xiao Hui's body. At that time, from the conversation among the group, I learned that Jack Chen first took advantage of Xiao Hui when Shang Zhiyong and Xiao Hui were still boyfriend and girlfriend. Shang Zhiyong helped Jack Chen drug and rape her!

Bastard! Do all the boys in V City use such despicable methods of drugging and raping? Do all the boyfriends of the girls here betray their girlfriends for some purpose?

Cheng Jie, that scum! He not only coerced my Xiao Hui, but also cheated on her with Ru Yun, and even betrayed the only girl who loved him to another man, and then abandoned that girl! His death was completely deserved!

I cursed inwardly, and couldn't help but think that since Shang Zhiyong seemed to have betrayed Xiao Hui for money, why did Cheng Jie betray Gao Na? Gao Na didn't know the reason, maybe it was also for money? Besides, were these two things just a coincidence? Or were they connected?

Seeing the girl beside me sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face, I couldn't help but think of Xiao Hui again—Xiao Hui's experiences were perhaps much more difficult than Gao Na's.

Has Xiaohui cried like this before? Was there anyone by her side to comfort her then? Such things hurt a girl so deeply; how did she get through it? Not long ago, Xiaohui was raped by Liu Xiaowei. Although I didn't betray her, I couldn't stop it either, and now I've abandoned her, leaving her to face all this alone. Aren't I no different from Chengjie? Aren't I just as much of a bastard?

Damn it! Was I wrong?

My mind was filled with chaos and shock. I felt my t-shirt was soaked with the girl's tears, and I felt both heartbroken and helpless. Although I wanted to rush out the door immediately, to Xiaohui's house, to tell her everything I saw on the beach, to apologize and repent, and to be with her, thinking about my even more complicated past with Xiaohui, I felt I should first calm Gao Na down before seriously considering my relationship with Xiaohui.

Forcing myself to comfort Gao Na, who had thrown herself into my arms, I slowly said, "Gao Na... you... don't cry... they're all bastards. I'll help you... I'll find you a lawyer and sue Rob..." "Ugh! No... don't... ugh... I can't sue him... ugh! He... he threatened me with those photos... ugh... later... I... had to... ugh!... accompany him many times... ugh... and received gifts from him... ugh! Now I'm... practically his lover... ugh... what's the use of sue him...?" Bastard! I never imagined that Rob, who always seemed so respectable, was just like that despicable bastard Cheng Jie, using photos to blackmail and then bribing him with gifts! He's a beast in human clothing!

When Xiao Hui was in this situation, I was completely helpless; I didn't dare explain everything then. But now, Gao Na has told me what happened, and I'm still at a loss. I felt a rush of alcohol to my head, my mind a jumble, and I didn't know what to say to comfort her. "So... what do you want to do? How can I help you?"

"Ugh... I don't know... I want to go home... Ugh... I want to leave U country... Everything will be alright when I go home... Ugh!... But Brother... You don't need to worry about me... Ugh... Just hold me and keep me company..." Gao Na's sobs gradually subsided, and her trembling, warm body pressed even tighter against my chest.

I gently put my arm around her shoulders, looking down at her tear-streaked face, and naturally, I couldn't help but notice the deep cleavage between her fair skin. Her movements as she cried had wrinkled her blue dress, and coincidentally, the front of her dress had slipped down a bit, revealing half of her full, white breasts. And since she was lying on my chest, I immediately felt the soft warmth of her breasts through her clothes.

Damn! What was I thinking? I quickly turned my head to look to the side, but the sight before me made my face burn even more—Gao Na seemed to be looking for shelter, lying on her side on the sofa in my arms, with one of her bent legs pressing down on my legs. Because of this position, her entire skirt had been flipped up to her waist, exposing her shapely, fair legs to my view, and her white, semi-transparent silk panties were clearly visible between her legs.

Actually, it's been two months since I've had any intimate contact with a girl since breaking up with Xiaohui. Now, with Gao Na seemingly half-naked in my arms, I immediately felt my blood rushing and my groin uncontrollably hardening. I grabbed her shoulders, trying to push her away, but touching the smooth skin of her shoulders made my heart pound even harder. I quickly lowered my head and tried my best to calmly say to her, "Um... okay, Gao Na, um~ I'll stay with you, but I want to... go to the bathroom first, I'll be right back, okay..." But before I could finish speaking, a pair of hot lips sealed my mouth tightly—the dim light, the intoxication of alcohol, the confusion in my mind, plus the soft warmth and fragrance in my arms, I suddenly felt a wave of confusion and infatuation, not knowing what to do, I could only dizzily listen to Gao Na's soft whisper in my ear, "Um~~ Ke Fan Ge~~ I want you to stay with me~~ stay with me with your whole heart~~" Oh my god? How could this be! I came to comfort Gao Na, but now we're kissing. Wasn't I supposed to be going to find Xiao Hui? Wasn't I supposed to apologize to Xiao Hui and make up with her? No, I can't get involved with Gao Na.

Although I made my decision, I couldn't blame Gao Na. After all, all the international students at V University should know that Xiao Hui and I had broken up. Gao Na was probably just too heartbroken. I didn't want to force her, so I tried my best to turn my head, pushing her shoulders with my hands, and said weakly, "Hey... Gao Na... calm down... you're drunk... we can't do this..." "Mmm... Ke Fan Ge... um... don't worry... I just want you to stay with me... mmm... I know you still think about Hui Zhen... I won't bother you..." Gao Na whispered passionately in my ear, her hot lips biting my earlobe.

Although I pushed her away forcefully, somehow, with the guidance of her hand, my palm slipped under her skirt, and a warm, smooth, soft mass of flesh was squeezed into my hand.

God! This feeling is so wonderful, so familiar! The feeling of that girl's breasts, which I couldn't cover with one hand

, pressing against my palm was so beautiful! So tender and soft! Damn it! What am I thinking! I felt a little dizzy, so I quickly bit my tongue, abruptly pulled my hand away, gasped for breath, and hurriedly

whispered, "Ah ...

Although I hesitated and struggled, Gao Na's movements didn't falter at all. Her nimble hands quickly unbuttoned my jeans, gently but deftly pulling out my already erect penis. She gently squeezed the head of my penis between her wet, hot thighs, pressing it against them.

I looked down and saw that Gao Na's white silk panties were hanging on her ankles, and my penis was rubbing against her soft, moist labia.

Oh~ this feeling is so good~ Although Gao Na's vagina is light brown, far less delicate and lovely than Xiao Hui's pink vulva, this flesh-on-flesh, soft, tingling feeling is still intoxicating! I really want to try it. Damn it!

What am I thinking! Didn't Xiao Hui say she still loves me, that she's still waiting for me? If I'm with Gao Na now, how can I go back to Xiao Hui, how can I beg her to change her mind! Xiao Hui suffered such humiliation at the hands of Liu Xiaowei, and not only did I abandon her, but now I'm indulging in lust. Wouldn't I become like Cheng Jie?

Thinking of Xiao Hui, I felt both remorse and sorrow, and my mind immediately cleared. Seeing Gao Na straddling me with her fair legs spread apart, guiding my penis to her wet opening, I quickly stretched out my arms and gripped Gao Na's slender waist tightly, trying my best to stop her movements.

"Click~~" I was nervously watching Gao Na's naked body when suddenly, I heard the sound of the door being pushed open!

Damn! Could I be this unlucky?!

I frantically turned my head to look at the door, and at the same time, two gaudy-looking, somewhat repulsive middle-aged women entered the door, chatting and laughing. "...Haha... Tonight was great... Look what he bought for me..."

Instantly, I felt my whole body stiffen, and in my utter panic, it was as if time had stopped. Meanwhile, the two ugly faces at the door stared intently in Gao Na and my direction, equally stiff and astonished.

In that moment of distraction, I felt half of my penis suddenly enter a hot, wet, tender, and soft place, a tingling and pleasurable sensation instantly enveloping my shaft. I hurriedly turned to look at my crotch in a panic; my penis was already mostly submerged between Gao Na's legs.

No! I pushed against Gao Na's waist with all my might, hastily pulling out my penis, but in this panicked and confused predicament, somehow, I felt my legs go weak, my ejaculation loosen, and a stream of white fluid gushed out, half of it flowing into Gao Na's vagina and half splashing onto her lower abdomen.

And all of this was seen clearly by the two people at the door…

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At midnight, I finally returned to the V University dormitory in a daze, seemingly having forgotten how I got back, feeling both embarrassed and flustered, as if I were fleeing.

I crawled into my tiny dorm room, lying in the pitch-black darkness, a deep unease gripping my heart.

Damn it! Gao Na's roommates had witnessed everything! While those two weren't exactly gossips, would they really keep quiet? What would I say if Xiao Hui heard? Deny it? Or tell the truth?

I had planned to apologize to Xiao Hui, beg her to come back to me, to be there for her, to help her through this painful time. But now, Gao Na and I had actually done this, and the guilt in my heart felt suffocating.

Besides, what were Gao Na and me? She wasn't like the promiscuous Ru Yun or Cherry. How should I treat her? Did we have sex? Was it just drunken indiscretion? Tomorrow, should I pretend nothing happened?

Damn it! I only wanted to get some information from Gao Na and maybe offer some comfort to this poor girl—but now, everything was ruined.

I sighed deeply, barely recalling that as I hurriedly left Gao Na's house, she seemed to be saying behind me, "...Ke Fan... I'm sorry... Don't worry about it... Let's forget about tonight..."

Perhaps, it really could be a dream?

I lay in bed, listening to the clock ticking away, my mind preoccupied, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Around two in the morning, I vaguely heard the door open in my half-asleep state. It must be my roommate Brian; he often didn't come home all night, and even when he did, it was usually around this time. Although it disturbed my rest, I hadn't complained since I wasn't a permanent resident.

In the darkness, I slightly opened my eyes and saw Brian holding a cigarette as he opened the door. I was slightly surprised; there was a tall, blonde girl beside him, and the two of them were locked in a passionate kiss.

I thought to myself, "Ha, no wonder he's always away; he seems to be deeply in love. It's truly enviable."

Then, accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol, the two walked into the house as if no one else was there. They each took a deep drag on their cigarettes, then casually threw away the cigarette butts. They couldn't wait to hug each other tightly, press against the door, and kiss and bite each other passionately.

The pungent yet sweet scent emanating from the smoke sent a jolt through me; it seemed to be marijuana. While marijuana use wasn't uncommon among U.S. university students, Brian, who usually appeared quite respectable, was apparently an addict. Alcohol, cigarettes, marijuana, plus sex and parties—the lives of U.S. university students were a mix of envy and pity. As

I was lost in thought, the actions of the two men before me grew increasingly exaggerated. Brian slammed the door shut, switched on a bedside lamp, and quickly stripped off his blouse and t-shirt, revealing his well-defined upper body muscles in just a pair of jeans. Brian was undeniably a handsome U.S. guy, with neatly trimmed short brown hair, striking yet gentle features, and a height of at least 1.86 meters—taller than me. His military service had also given him a muscular and lean physique.

The girl he was passionately kissing against the door was a stunning blonde. The girl was wearing an exquisitely tailored black velvet-trimmed belted coat over a stylish purple halter-neck mini dress that tightly hugged her exceptionally full breasts, accentuating her slender waist. The dress, just past her thighs and clinging to her rounded hips, revealed a glimpse of her fair, smooth thighs. Combined with her long, shapely legs and black knee-high boots, the sight was enough to stir any fantasies.

Seeing their passionate intimacy, I was instantly shocked! What the hell are they doing?! Didn't they see me in the room? Or did they simply not care?

Although I had heard many rumors about college students completely disregarding their roommates and indulging in intimate acts with their lovers in dormitories, and this was commonplace in the U.S., I had never witnessed it firsthand. Now, actually witnessing it, I was both astonished and panicked, completely at a loss.

At the same time, the girl's rapid, hot moans during their passionate kiss made me blush even more. "Mmm... Oh... Mmm... Ah... Ah..." Was that blonde girl Cindy? I remembered a guy on the same floor saying that Blaine seemed to be pursuing Cindy, and I didn't expect that he would get her in just one month.

Although a bedside lamp was on, the room was still somewhat dim. A chair piled with clutter was placed right next to my bed, casting a shadow that allowed me to squint and observe everything without being noticed—but then again, looking at this U.S. couple passionately kissing, I doubted that even if I stared wide-eyed, they wouldn't notice.

The blonde girl, who was quite tall, now appeared rather petite against the door, pressed tightly against Blaine's tall and strong body, like a small animal before a predator. As their passionate kiss deepened, Britney's actions grew increasingly fervent. He had already removed the girl's coat, pulled down one strap of her skirt, and was now freely grasping and kneading her smooth, youthful breasts from the neckline.

With his other hand, he squeezed one leg between hers, spreading her thighs, while his other hand pulled her purple skirt down to her waist, exposing her snow-white thighs. Then, he slowly slipped his hand inside her sexy, alluring black lace panties, pressing and caressing her full, white mons pubis. "

Damn!" I thought to myself. This frustrating day had ended with such an unexpected turn of events. Although I felt it was somewhat immoral to spy on my roommate and his girlfriend's intimacy, since they didn't seem to care, and the scene of this strong man and beautiful woman being intimate was far better than anything in adult films, I naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. I pricked up my ears, half-opened my eyes, watching every move before me. Seeing the girl's alluring figure, my penis instantly hardened.

The blonde girl weakly pushed against Brian's chest with her delicate hands, moaning softly in protest, "Ugh...no...ah...uh...ah...uh..." But Brian didn't let up. One hand stimulated the girl's pink nipples on her full breasts with varying speeds, while the other hand teased her genitals with alternating gentleness and force. He breathed heavily as he whispered in her ear in English, "Ugh...don't worry...my little bunny...ugh...my roommate is sleeping soundly...ugh...besides, I've been doing you in the back seat of the car for the past month...it's not fun at all...ugh...be good, baby...you know how much I love you...you're my angel...ugh..." Damn it! It's been a month! It seems Cindy was already won over by Brian. I remember Brian calling Cindy "dear Bunny" in front of everyone; apparently, they were already hooking up back then. I didn't expect Cindy, who seems so traditional, to be so unreserved in private—but U.S. is known for its openness, and Brian is not only handsome but also humorous and enthusiastic; no wonder he won her over so quickly.

The girl continued to moan softly, her delicate hands still gently pushing against Brian's muscular chest. But seeing the weak, powerless movements of her arms and her alluring, coy demeanor, it was clear she had already given in.

Damn! U.S. girls are so open and naive. A few sweet words from a man, and she's completely at his mercy, especially when there are other male roommates in the dorm! Although I cursed inwardly, the sight of the alluring scene before me filled me with excitement and stimulation. My penis throbbed with a painful hardness, and my hand under the covers involuntarily moved towards my crotch.

Seeing the blonde beauty beneath me, so shy and yielding, Brian seemed even bolder. While passionately kissing the head-raised, curled-up Cindy, he skillfully and deftly removed the straps of her dress, pulling it down to her waist like a purple ribbon.

This left Cindy's snow-white, fiery body almost entirely exposed, along with her lingerie-like black lace panties and alluring black knee-high boots. The sight almost made my nose bleed. Her snow-white breasts were exceptionally full, easily a 35E, heavy and trembling, seemingly soft and yielding, yet incredibly round and perky.

Against the backdrop of black leather boots, her fair skin appeared even more radiant and luminous. The nearly ten-centimeter heels made her legs appear exceptionally long and slender. Not only was her waist slender, but her hips were also remarkably high. This naked, alluring body, radiating youthful energy and possessing a model-like proportion, was a sight to behold, both breathtaking and arousing.

Faced with such a beauty, Brian, panting heavily, impatiently unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down to his knees, revealing his erect, white penis—although statistically, there isn't much difference in the genitals of Eastern and Western men, his penis was certainly befitting his tall stature, measuring over twenty centimeters long, a few centimeters longer than mine, and the shaft as thick as a flashlight, making it quite astonishing.

"Mmm...my sweetheart...little white rabbit...mmm...let me love you properly...mmm..." Brian panted, one thick arm encircling Cindy's slender waist, the other hand pulling the bottom edge of the girl's black lace panties aside, pressing his fingers against the girl's smooth mons pubis, gently probing between the two pink petals that were already glistening with moisture, then holding his thick penis shaft, pressing the large, pinkish-white glans tightly against the girl's alluring peach blossom entrance.

Brian's strong, muscular waist slowly arched, his hips thrusting forward, slowly pushing his long, thick white penis into Cindy's pink and delicate opening.

"Ahhh!...mmm...mmm...ahhhhhh..." With the insertion of the man's genitals, the girl let out a series of soft, pleasurable, and melodious cries, like a warbling of a nightingale. At the same time, she wrapped her arms tightly around the man's strong shoulders, while her two fair and slender legs also rubbed against each other seductively, slowly bending upwards and climbing up to the man's waist and hips, her ankles, clad in black high boots, intertwined around the man's waist.

In the dim light of the small room, right before my eyes, the blonde girl, almost completely naked, her snow-white body suspended in the air, clung to the man in her arms like an octopus, pressed tightly against the door by his tall, muscular body; the man's over twenty-mile-long penis became their link, almost entirely submerged in the girl's smooth, white, plump mons pubis, widening her pink, delicate, tight, and petite vaginal opening.

Damn! This scene is so exciting! The accident that happened at Gao Na's house before had already made me feel burning with lust, and now seeing my roommate and his girlfriend putting on this live sex show for free in front of me, I felt both excited and secretly delighted—although I couldn't personally have sex with Cindy, this eye-eye ice cream was still incredibly satisfying—my penis was hot and hard, so I secretly started masturbating under the covers.

Brian straightened his back, his strong arms tightly holding the girl's snow-white thighs. With each thrust of his hips, he began to slowly pump his penis in and out of her pink vulva. He breathed heavily with satisfaction, saying in English, "Mmm! ~~ Little bunny ~~ My bunny ~~ Mmm ~~ I love you so much ~~ Mmm ~~ You're the best and sexiest girl in the world ~~ Mmm ~~ You're so tight and beautiful inside ~~ Mmm! ~~ I want to be with you forever ~~~ Making love with you every day ~~~" The girl finally broke free from Brian's kiss, panting heavily. Her ten slender fingers gripped the man's arms tenderly, enduring the forceful and solid thrusts of his thick penis into her vagina. She moaned lovingly, "Ahhh ~~ I love you so much too ~~ My Bry..." "Ahhh! You're so amazing! Ahhh! Just now, at that masquerade party, you did it so intensely twice! Ahhh! And now it's happening again! Ahhh! You're still so hard and hot down there... You're such a treasure!" The girl's heavenly voice, mixed with her seductive panting, was incredibly alluring, but to me, it was like a bolt from the blue!

God! How could that voice be so familiar! Although it was in English, I had heard it a thousand times!

Could it be? Could it be! Could that girl be Xiao Hui!

Shock, confusion, doubt, and madness instantly filled my mind. I felt my breathing quicken, my whole body felt like it was filled with lead, and my heart was pounding as if it would burst out of my chest!

No! This is impossible! How could Xiao Hui be blonde! There's no such coincidence in the world! Among thousands of male students at this university, how could she be with my current roommate!

No!

It must be that I'm obsessed with Xiao Hui! It's just that I haven't been intimate with a woman in too long! Lately, I've been having a lot of sleep-wake cycles! For all these reasons, I've been hallucinating!

"Mmm~~ My little white rabbit, my bunny~~ I love you to death~~ Mmm~ Fuck you is the best thing ever~~~ Mmm~~ I'll love you every day from now on, fill your charming little hole every day~~ Fuck you until you beg for mercy~~" Brian's satisfied growl came from the side, and as he thrust more and more smoothly, the male and female genitals were tightly joined, like a heavy object churning in a mud pit, and the lewd "plop!~~ plop!~~" sounds became clearer and clearer.

"Ah! ~~bry ~ my honey ~~ ah~ love me hard ~~ ah~~ I also ~ like making love with you ~~ ah! ~ you make me feel so good ~~ ah! ~~ right there ~~ ah! ~~ yes, thrust there! ~~ thrust so deep! ~~ ah ah ~~ your baby is melting inside ~~~" That moving and familiar moaning came again, making my heart clench! I couldn't care less about anything else, my eyes wide open, staring intently at the couple passionately entwined in front of me.

Looking in the direction of the sound, the tall white man was leaning back with his strong upper body, his thick, muscular legs taut, and began to vigorously thrust, driving his thick, long penis to pump out streams of lustful fluid from the girl's wet, delicate little hole. The girl's delicate hand was tenderly wrapped around the man's neck, her long, slender, white legs wrapped around his waist, rhythmically squeezing her snow-white thighs with each thrust, rubbing her smooth, firm inner thighs against the man's penis that was riding her. At the same time, her other hand gently stroked her blonde hair, and with a slight pull, she removed it, revealing her long, jet-black hair. As the man's body moved

, my vision was finally clear, allowing me to vaguely see the girl's stunningly familiar face—those bright, sparkling eyes that had once captivated me, now sweet and alluring, gazing lovingly at another man!

My God! That girl really was Xiao Hui! It really was Xiao Hui, the one I had been longing for and yearning for for two months!

Didn't she say she still loved me? Didn't she say she would wait for me? Didn't she say she needed time to calm down? Didn't she say she was too busy to talk about relationships?

For the past two months, I've been filled with self-blame and endless regret, hoping she would change her mind. But what I got in return was this unexpected turn of events!

Brian told me that he had taken advantage of Xiaohui a month ago, and they even had sex in the car every day—I remember rushing to Xiaohui's house then. I clearly remember her beautiful face, looking innocent and indifferent, as if she had suffered countless grievances and hurts, murmuring that she loved me, that she just needed some time to calm down. But at that time, she was already being pinned down by a white Ukrainian man, moaning softly every day!

Damn it!

What should I do?! Does Xiaohui really have her reasons? Or is she just a promiscuous woman? Does she no longer love me? Has she been lying to me all along?!

Sadness and shock throbbed in my head, yet my heart was empty. But suddenly, watching the man's thick penis thrusting into Xiaohui's tender, moist honey hole again and again, watching Xiaohui's naked, jade-like body suspended in mid-air, swaying her fair, full breasts, gently swinging her smooth, long, beautiful legs, being fucked by the man's penis again and again until she trembled and cried out like a nightingale, I felt a strange and indescribable excitement in my heart.

In my confusion, I had no answers, but the sounds of the man and woman's skin colliding and squeezing against each other, the "slap! ~ slap! ~" sounds of the man's penis thrusting violently into the girl's wet and tight vagina, squeezing out streams of vaginal fluid, and Xiaohui's sweet, yet pleasurable and seductive moans, were all exceptionally clear and kept flooding into my ears. "Ahhh! ~ Darling ~ Ahhh! ~ You're the best ~ Ahhh! ~ Your baby ~ So long and big ~ Ahhh! ~ Use it to love me ~ Ahhh! ~ Yes ~ Ahh! ~ Yes, deeper ~ Ahhh! ~ That's it ~ Ahhh! ~ Your baby is inside my uterus ~ Ahhh! ~ I'm all yours now..."

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