[The Little Hen] (Part Six)

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Thus, I hastily pushed myself to the forefront of society, wandering the streets like laid-off workers.

Fortunately, when I had no food, I could still go to Xiaobai. She, as always, ate and slept with me earnestly

. I teased her for being unambitious, asking why she hadn't thought of finding a richer lover, so she wouldn't be

spending money like this now. She just sighed, saying there was nothing she could do; she was truly devoted to me. I continued to laugh at her lack of

imagination about the current situation, asking if she hadn't realized that even the most loyal things couldn't withstand the power of money these days. Xiaobai rolled

her eyes at me and said, "Not necessarily." Xiaobai's materialism wasn't that strong yet, so she could still temporarily accept my unemployment.

One day, as usual, I was wandering the streets when a woman dressed elegantly leaned out of a BMW and

greeted me. I never dreamed I would see Xia Rong, the factory worker from back then, again. Although I didn't recognize

any designer brands, all her attire told me she was a thoroughly designer woman.

It turns out that feigning so-called elegance isn't too difficult. All you need is enough money as a background. Fortunately, I

've almost lost interest in society and women, so seeing this little slut transform into a noblewoman didn't make me

feel so desolate. Whatever, I don't care.

The noblewoman, Xia Rong, stepped elegantly from her car, attracting many stares on the street. She invited me to

her home.

Since I had nothing better to do, observing the lives of the wealthy and getting a little stimulation wasn't

a bad idea . I comfortably sat in her car and went with her.

She drove into a small building in an upscale residential area; her home was very grand. I

wondered . I didn't try to determine whether she had become rich through a sugar daddy or was already a wealthy woman herself; I thought

other people's affairs were none of my business. She seemed completely adapted to this refined and elegant life; in every

detail, I couldn't detect the frivolity and vulgarity of the former factory worker. Humans are inherently adaptable animals; otherwise,

how could we have evolved from apes to what we are today?

We sat facing each other in the living room, drinking coffee.

Xia Rong asked me how old I was. I calculated for a long time and realized I was probably twenty-six.

She then asked how much savings I had. Without even calculating, I clearly answered that it was zero.

She smiled easily and smugly, and I felt no embarrassment whatsoever. If such stimulation

could make me feel ashamed, I would have already compromised with everyone.

She still had a strong sex drive, and she reminisced about our sexual encounter several years ago.

She said, "You might not believe it, but I've liked you since elementary school. Back then, I didn't understand

what made you different from other boys, but there was definitely something different. You probably think I'm promiscuous, but you don't know that

I was a virgin before that movie. I used to just play around with other people, never going all out.

If it weren't for your emptiness at the time, you wouldn't have been interested in me, so I gave myself to you as soon as I had the chance.

I was very satisfied that day, although it hurt a little; I finally gave myself to the man I wanted to give myself to." I know I'm not good enough for you,

and I haven't dared to come looking for you again. I didn't know fate could change like this. Over the years, I've made a fortune by selling myself, and seeing you

still a poor boy makes me really happy. It turns out that opportunities are always equal. If I wanted, I

could laugh at you now just like you laughed at me back then. I thought you would feel ashamed seeing me like this, but you

're so shameless, you're even content with being poor. If I give you money, would you like to play with me? To be honest, I still

like you a little.

As she spoke, she began to take off her clothes one by one. I watched her silently, without saying a word. When she

was completely naked, she leaned against me, climbed onto my lap, and sat on me, in the same position as before. "

If you take me today, I can give you 100,000.

" She said with a smile, and pressed her breasts close to my face. I began to gently caress her, very gently, which surprised her. Her breathing became rapid, and her face turned slightly

red. Creation gave her a beautiful body, which she traded for wealth. Her body remained beautiful; outwardly,

she suffered no loss and easily obtained what she desired.

I gently stroked this body, filled with sorrow. I seemed to see her mother twenty years ago,

cradling her beautiful, innocent baby girl, envisioning her future with the best of intentions. She had thought of everything, but

the seeds of depravity always grow fastest. I caressed her high, firm breasts,

sucking . My hand slid down her chest, past her soft, firm, petite waist, her flat, sensitive

, and elastic abdomen, then touched her rounded buttocks, their lines beautiful and delicate. My hand was incredibly nimble; she

was already moaning with excitement, trembling slightly as she hugged me. When my hand reached her most sensitive

area , it was already soaked.

She desperately tore at my clothes, wanting direct sexual contact with me.

I unbuckled my belt, pulled out what she wanted from my crotch, and gave it to her. With each of my violent

thrusts, she screamed with ecstasy. Her face held a mixture of bewilderment and even tearful pleasure. Perhaps such an expression

truly reflects human emotion. We had always stood on the edge of life and death; sex had given us a taste of deathly bliss.

She was satisfied with my performance. After elegantly dressing again, she handed me a check, her expression full

of contempt .

I smiled and pushed her hand away.

Now it was my turn to speak.

I said, "Xia Rong, you shouldn't have let me know the truth about that time. My conscience is bothering me. Our

affair back then made me clearly see my own hypocrisy and shallowness. Before that, I truly believed that some people could be born

sluts. So when I was with you, I didn't treat you like a human being. I was wrong. Now I tell myself I should respect

all treated you as a friend. I hope you're happy, otherwise I'll never

have peace of mind for the rest of my life. I don't like owing people anything. I'll make up for what I owed you before this time, and from now on, we have nothing to do with each other."

While she was still holding the check, stunned, I walked out the door.

For some reason, I thought of the little hen, wondering if she was sleeping in Boss Xu's bed right now. Then

I thought about how all our dignity and pride are being slowly devoured by invisible desires. I still persist in my

solitary contemplation.

I returned to Xiaobai's house; she was quietly waiting for me, knitting under the lamp.

I said, "Xiaobai, let's get married. Are you willing to marry a poor boy?

" She looked at me with surprise and joy, tears streaming down her face.

I was genuinely moved. Perhaps I'd been too harsh before; I should learn to appreciate and accept things more.

I haven't been tolerant enough of life. I'm glad I can now calmly appreciate the warm side of humanity.

Finally, Xiaobai and I lay legally on our wedding bed. She hugged me tightly, smiling happily: "

After all these years, I've finally married you."

This was perhaps always Xiaobai's ideal. A young woman's ideal.

And what about my ideal? To persevere in the ordinary.

I know I will, and I slept peacefully.

[The End]

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