The Day the Phoenix Flowers Bloom

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The phoenix tree, the city tree of Xiamen; the phoenix flower, blooming for Xiamen University graduates. Every year from late June to early July,

the fiery red phoenix flowers illuminate the entire campus, and at sunset, they are even more vibrant against the backdrop of the rosy clouds, painting Xiamen University in crimson.
The phoenix flower adds a touch of blessing to the entire farewell.
The phoenix flower's longing is like its petals falling in the autumn wind.
The phoenix flower is like the inevitable, fleeting encounters of youth.
The phoenix flower is like you and me, young and naive.
After the postgraduate entrance exam results came out, I suddenly felt empty, as if life had suddenly lost its motivation. I

also wanted to have a twilight romance, but the repeated rejections in university had completely eroded my confidence. So

the only did was chat online every day, but later even chatting became boring, so I would just sit in front of the computer

reading articles on sites like Naked Lamb or Erotic Coastline.
Soon it was the World Cup. I've never cared about football, but this was the last

chance to go crazy in university. So I decided to go to the cafeteria to reserve a seat to watch. Just then, a friend from the lake called to say

their bar was opening that night, and they were going to show the World Cup opening ceremony on a rear-projection TV. He'd invited a lot of friends to come and

support them and asked if I wanted to go. Without thinking, I agreed. It's all the same whether you go crazy or not, and it saves me

from having to squeeze into the cafeteria for seats. He said, "Bring a girl along, let's go crazy together," and then hung up.
Bring a girl along? Of course I wanted to, but who could I get? I racked my brains, searching through all

the girls I knew, and finally realized I could only ask Wanwan.
Wanwan had been my classmate since elementary school, and then, by some strange twist of fate, we both ended up at Xiamen University.

She knew all my dirty laundry, including how many girls I'd chased, when I'd been caught cheating, when I'd been caught, and when I'd almost been expelled,

because I'd call her immediately.
She even insisted I get a "heart-to-heart" service on my campus card, so we could call each other for free.
She would often call me suddenly in the middle of the night when she was feeling down, mumble a few words, and then

inexplicably say, "Okay, you country bumpkin, I'm not going to talk to you anymore, I'm going to sleep," and hang up.
Wanwan had a fantastic figure; as my neighbor, Pighead, would say, a devilish figure, even though her face was flat.
Pighead always liked women with large breasts and big hips, so he considered Wanwan the epitome of beauty. Every time Wanwan came to

my computer to surf the internet, Pighead would sneak over and fantasize about her from behind. After she left, he would tell me he really wanted to try doggy

style.
Because he knew Wanwan wasn't my girlfriend, he
never

held back .
But because we're so familiar with each other, even though Wanwan and I can talk about anything and joke around,

I just don't dare to have any romantic feelings for her. I respect her a lot, and we've maintained this harmonious

friendship so many years. If it suddenly changed, I might feel uncomfortable, or

if I were rejected, our relationship would become very awkward.
Wanwan had asked me a few days ago to save her a seat at the cafeteria to watch the game today. Now that we had such a good

opportunity to go to a bar, I felt I couldn't leave without asking her.
So I called her and we took a bus to the lake. This was my first time going

to a bar in college. My friend arranged our seats, brought out a can of draft beer, and then whispered in my ear,

"When did you get a girl and not even tell me?" I laughed and was about to retort when I saw Wanwan

glare at me, so I quickly lowered my head to pour my beer.
That day, France lost to Senegal, which was a huge disappointment for everyone. However, with a bunch of young people together, the atmosphere

quickly became lively.
So everyone started drinking and singing karaoke. After three drinks, I felt much more emboldened and

grabbed the microphone from my friend next to me, saying, "I'm going to sing you a song."
I've forgotten what song it was, but I think it was Luo Dayou's "Love Song 1990." After

I finished Wanwan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect someone with such a hoarse voice could sing so well!"
I felt a bit discouraged, so I said, "I'll sing another one. If you like it, let me

kiss you." It was just drunken talk, but Wanwan agreed without hesitation.
So I chose "Single Love Song," because that song

was played almost all day long in our bachelor dorm.
After I finished, I turned to Wanwan and asked how I sang. To my surprise, Wanwan closed her eyes and

leaned . I was startled; I didn't expect her to take my words seriously. Maybe only drunk people would do

something so outrageous under the influence.
But you can't let a fat sheep go to waste. I put down the microphone, emboldened by the alcohol, and hugged her and kissed her

. Wanwan has a rather large mouth, reminiscent of Julia Roberts's big mouth, very sexy.

Every time Pighead finished fantasizing, he'd tell me it would be amazing to have her masturbate.
But I can't remember what I felt at the time, because I was already quite drunk from drinking too much. I only

remember her tongue being very soft, reminding me of a line from Zhang Chu's song, "My tongue is like a delicious sausage, for you to taste."
Nothing more happened, as there were still many people around. Everyone continued fooling around until

11 pm. The Shijing girls' dormitory closes at midnight, so I said goodbye to my friend and took Wanwan away. There
were definitely no more buses, so we had to take a taxi. I told the driver to take us to Xiamen University Baicheng and then pulled Wanwan

into the back seat.
As soon as we sat down, Wanwan's body went limp. I knew she actually had a low alcohol tolerance; she'd drunk too much tonight because of a group of

young people partying.
I sat to her right, my left arm around her, and she leaned on my shoulder.
Wanwan's muscles were very supple, and even through her clothes, it felt wonderful to touch. My thumb

could even touch her right breast, but I didn't dare to make any advances. Over ten years of friendship had made me exceptionally

cautious ; this was the first time I'd been so intimate with her. Before, at most, I'd touch

her forehead or take her pulse when she had a fever and then go buy her medicine.
We sat on the steps by the beach, and I still held her close. Neither of us spoke. After a long while, Wanwan

whispered , "Why are you still holding me like this?"
My face flushed instantly, but I knew I couldn't back down now, so I deliberately...

I casually said, "I'm afraid you'll fall if I let go, and then I'll have to carry you back

. Would you rather I carry you or hold you?" Wanwan smiled and didn't say anything more.
Time seemed to stand still as I held her, silently breathing in the salty sea air.
After a long while, Wanwan sighed and said to me, "I'm such a failure, you country bumpkin." I didn't say anything, just listened

quietly she continued. "I'm almost graduating from university, and I haven't even had a relationship. I haven't found a good job either. Sigh,

you're leaving too, all my friends are leaving, and I'll be all alone here."
I knew Wanwan's love life very well. In her sophomore year, she had a crush on a very handsome boy in her class and

they were very close. At that time, the boy had just broken up with his girlfriend, and Wanwan silently

comforted him for a long time, but the relationship never developed because the boy liked girls,

and Wanwan wasn't his type, so the relationship cooled down.
During that time, I would call Wanwan every now and then at night to comfort her, deliberately making small talk to distract her.
Wanwan found a job at a foreign trade company in Haicang, Xiamen. Strictly speaking, we found the job together.
We both love Xiamen and want to stay there. During the job search, she would come over almost every day to

browse job information on my computer. Sometimes, if she was lazy, she would just call me on my cell phone and have me search online and

tell her any new information—it was like telepathy, free communication.
My thoughts suddenly went blank because I felt Wanwan's words seemed to be hinting at something, but I was afraid I

had misunderstood, so after a long while, I tentatively said, "Be my girlfriend."
I don't know how I had the courage to say such a thing. Maybe it was because graduation was approaching and I felt that

if I didn't say it now, I would never have the chance again; maybe it was because of the alcohol and the sea breeze.
But I finally said it. I felt Wanwan's body tremble violently in my arms. I

hoped she would nod or acquiesce.
But she sighed and said, "We can't be together."
Actually, I knew Wanwan was right, because in a month I would be leaving this campus and this city,

and I didn't know when I would be able to return.
But I couldn't suppress my excitement and pulled her face to kiss me.
Wanwan didn't resist and hugged me tightly. After a long while, we finally let go. Wanwan was about to say something when

I quickly covered her mouth: "Shh, don't say anything, it's fine like this."
She glared at me, her eyes almost bewitching. "It's 12 o'clock, I have to go back to my dorm

or I won't be able to get in."
I refused and had no choice but to reluctantly stand up and walk towards the dorm with her in my arms. All the way to the back gate of Shijing,

the gatekeeper stood there menacingly staring at the couples, looking like he was the only one who could hold off a thousand. Wanwan and I

hugged again. In the darkness, I kissed her earlobe and said, "Call me when you go to sleep

."
Back in the dorm, I had just lain down when Wanwan's phone rang. I was overjoyed and about to say something flirtatious when

Wanwan spoke up: "Hey, don't faint, actually what you were doing just now..."
My mind started racing again, wondering if she was going to say something about my kissing skills. My penis jumped up

again acting up.
"Your breath smells so strong, it almost killed me." Wow, I almost fainted on the spot.
I slept until noon the next day. That's how decadent it is after graduation. After a good meal and some rest

, I was about to start playing SC when Wanwan called again: "Hey, wanna go cycling on the Ring Road this evening?"
Cycling? I was momentarily stunned, my tongue tumbling out before I could stammer, "I don't have a bicycle."
"How can you be so dense? You're incredibly unsophisticated! A tandem bicycle! You can rent one at Ming Shi."
I suddenly understood, a surge of joy welling up inside me, and I quickly agreed.
You can occasionally see tandem bicycles, the so-called "couple bikes," on the Xiamen University campus, but they're too

conspicuous, so most couples choose to ride along the island's ring road to experience the romantic

feeling .
I dragged Wanwan out at five in the afternoon. Actually, the sun hadn't set yet, but I was worried about not having

dinner if we rode too late. I rode ahead, and she followed, and we pedaled all the way to Sun Bay.

Riding along the wide ring road in the evening breeze, with a girl I'd just kissed sitting behind me, the feeling was incredibly sweet, so I pedaled

with extra energy. Next to a sculpture of Red Boy, Wanwan said to me, "Let's rest here for a bit, and then

ride back."
I took Wanwan's hand and sat on the beach; holding hands today felt completely natural.

The section near Xiamen University is located on the west side of Egret Island, offering a perfect view of the sunset over the sea.
The 6 PM sunset wasn't harsh on the water, but rather painted the entire sea a vibrant red. This stretch of beach was quiet

, except for a few children flying kites on the distant lawn.
We took off our sandals and stepped onto the receding tide, the occasional rising water just reaching our ankles.
Wanwan was wearing denim shorts that day, so she was

n't
worried about getting wet and said she wanted to experience the feeling of the waves. She ran off alone. After running about ten meters, she suddenly slipped and fell into the sea. I rushed over and helped her up; she was alright, but her clothes were soaked.
Before I could say anything, I received a punch to the head. "Why did you make me fall?!" I

was speechless , feeling utterly wronged, as if I had pushed her.
Of course, I didn't dare say that, so I just tried to change the subject, telling her to go hang her clothes out to dry

.
It was only then that I noticed she was wearing a babydoll-style cover-up, which isn't usually very

tight. But because it was soaking wet, it clung completely to her body, revealing her full curves almost entirely.

I could even see her pink bra and the deep cleavage between her breasts.
Just as I was staring in disbelief, Wanwan realized what I was thinking, and her face instantly turned bright red with embarrassment.
Realizing my rudeness, I quickly said, "Let's get to shore quickly." Although it was June,

being soaking wet in the sea breeze could easily lead to a cold, so I told Wanwan we should find a secluded

spot to take off our wet clothes and dry them.
Wanwan firmly disagreed, but I kept nagging her. Looking around, the people were quite far from the ground,

and there were no houses or bus stops nearby, so it was unlikely anyone would come this way. She was also worried about catching a cold, so

she reluctantly agreed.
We found some bushes for cover, so even if cars passed by on the ring road,

they wouldn't be visible from dozens of meters away unless they got very close. There were no boats on the sea at that time, so theoretically it was quite

safe, even though it was completely open-air.
I took off my t-shirt and said, "Wanwan, put this on." Then I waited for her to take off her clothes. She glared

at me and said, "Why aren't you turning around?" I suddenly realized and quickly turned around. I could only hear

the sound of Wanwan taking off her clothes.
While I was daydreaming, Wanwan shouted, "Don't turn around!" I

didn't want to turn around anyway, but her words made me realize this was a rare opportunity

.
I secretly turned my head and was immediately struck by what I saw. Wanwan was bending down, preparing to put on my t -shirt

. Her breasts were firm and perky, with large areolas and fairly large, pink nipples, though

rather flat and not very prominent.
I felt a wave of dizziness. Wanwan looked up and saw me peeping, and screamed.

Luckily, no one was around.
I was momentarily at a loss, but quickly realized I had no other choice;

even if I turned around, Wanwan would kill me. Without hesitation, I practically pounced on her and hugged her tightly.

I felt my chest pressed against her breasts, and my breathing quickened.
Wanwan tried to pull away, but quickly gave up, saying in an almost pleading tone, "

Don't bumpkin, someone will see."
I chuckled and said, "Wanwan, you're so beautiful, I almost couldn't control myself."
Wanwan didn't say anything, just closed her eyes.
I helped her sit down against a bush, further reducing the risk of being seen.
Then I started kissing her, from her cheeks to her neck to her chest. Then I began licking her nipples. Following the instructions

on I started circling her nipple from the areola down to the nipple.
Wanwan's nipple quickly became engorged and protruded, like a cute little grape. Her breathing quickened

, and she gasped, "Switch to the other side... ah... that side too."
I then remembered I shouldn't be biased, so I reached out my right hand and began to caress her other breast. Wanwan

's chest gradually turned a rosy hue, contrasting beautifully with her pink nipples. Tempted by these beautiful breasts,

my penis became uncontrollable, pressing against her waist.
I gradually reached down, wanting to pull down her denim shorts.
But Wanwan grabbed my wrist, moaning, "You bumpkin... ah... no, don't

touch down there... no."
I gradually calmed down. I knew Wanwan was still a virgin and had never been teased like this by a boy before. What I

was doing was already quite excessive, especially on an open beach where someone could easily walk by and see us.
So I abandoned any further actions, helped her put on my t-shirt, and then started

hanging her clothes up to dry. Wanwan sat leaning against me. Because of my earlier actions, I didn't even dare to look at her. So

we sat there for a long time until the sea breeze almost dried her blouse. It was already quite dark.
My relationship with Wanwan developed so rapidly that, as our dorm saying goes, "it was completely unexpected."

Two days ago I hadn't even held her hand, but two days later, we seemed inseparable. I was completely immersed in

that sweet feeling.
That night, we sat cuddling by Furong Lake. We talked nonstop, from elementary school

all the way to university, until our throats were dry. Then we started kissing until it was almost lights out, and

I took her back to her dorm.
I ate some late-night snacks downstairs in F5 and strolled back to my dorm, only to find that almost everyone was still

awake. As soon as I entered, the clatter of pots and pans began, and then Bajie and Liu Pang blocked the door to prevent me from escaping.
What followed was the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Qing Dynasty, a human pyramid that left me breathless. But I was still secretly

delighted .
Wanwan's defense was on the 10th. In the days that followed, she spent her days in my dorm writing her thesis (because

the sun in Xiamen in June is incredibly strong; although the sea breeze at the beach makes it less hot, a short trip outside

will leave your skin bright red. Even though we went cycling on the Ring Road close to evening, Wanwan's

arms , and I felt guilty about it for a long time because I forgot to remind her to apply sunscreen).

In the evenings, we wandered around Xiamen University.
On the 9th, I helped Wanwan print out her thesis. It was actually a very simple task;

if I were writing it, I could just find a few articles and citations on CNKI (China National Knowledge Infrastructure). But

since it was Wanwan's graduation thesis, it took us a whole week to finish. After
I printed it out, Wanwan said, "Let's go to the library to review it; I need to familiarize myself with the articles and details tonight

so I can prepare for the defense tomorrow."
When we finally left after dawdling for a while, the library was almost full. With final exams approaching, the usually

empty classrooms and library were suddenly packed with people. For undergraduates like me who usually slack off , final exam review is all about quick learning—cramming a whole semester's worth of material

into a day or two . 　　We finally found empty seats in the last row of a small classroom on the top floor of Building 2. Wanwan started working on her paper, while I read Sports Weekly. Around 10 PM, Wanwan got tired and leaned on my shoulder, closing her eyes to rest. 　　The classroom was packed, most people engrossed in their studies, with a few occasionally dozing off at their desks , their mouths twitching slightly. 　　But I couldn't bear to watch. How could someone be so close to me? Thankfully, there was a fan overhead; otherwise, two people huddled together in this room would be unbearably hot, especially since I'm a natural infrared emitter—I don't even need a sweater in the dead of winter. 　　But I still felt a surge of heat rising from my lower abdomen, and my penis, quite embarrassingly, became erect. Luckily, the desk blocked it, or I would have been utterly ashamed.

I gently put my left arm around Wanwan's waist. Because we were sitting in the last row by the window, no one

noticed us. Actually, even if they did, it wouldn't matter; this kind of thing is commonplace at school.
I pressed my body close to the table to conceal my next move. Wanwan was wearing a tank top,

so her full breasts were practically exposed. Wanwan was wearing a 36-cup bra, but it still clung tightly to

her elastic breasts. My right hand slowly pulled down the bra on her right breast, so I could directly touch her

erect nipple.
Wanwan didn't resist. We'd gotten used to this kind of game over the past few days, except that before it was always

in a quiet place, and now it was in the classroom. Even the younger students in the front row might see

something amiss if they turned around, so I was particularly excited and thrilled, feeling my hands trembling. I think Wanwan was too.
I only touched her a few times, and her breathing became rapid. I glanced at her and saw a few beads of sweat on her

forehead . As my fingers quickened their rhythm, her breathing became louder and louder. I suddenly

stopped, feeling Wanwan's body tremble. She quietly opened her eyes and glared at me. I grinned mischievously and continued to

masturbate .
After switching breasts, I suddenly had a bright idea. I leaned close to her ear and said, "Help me too." Wanwan

shook her head with her mouth closed.
Of course, I knew she was just shy. I grabbed her right hand and slipped it inside my underwear to grasp my burning hot penis.
Wanwan gripped it tightly and began to stroke it. This was her first time doing this, and she

didn't even know how to do it.
I could only whisper instructions in her ear, "From top to bottom... yes... like that... faster..."
Wanwan's face was as red as a Fuji apple at that moment, but her hands didn't stop moving at all.
Suddenly, the junior in front of us stretched and stretched his neck back. Wanwan and I were both startled. I

felt a surge of heat at the head of my penis, and the fluid that had been accumulating for so long finally spurted out.
Wanwan's hand was holding my glans at that moment, so it all stuck to her hand. Wanwan almost screamed

, but luckily I reacted quickly and pulled her head back to kiss her. The junior student heard the noise, turned around, saw us,

and quickly turned away in fright.
I took out some tissues to dry Wanwan's hands, but there was still a faint smell of semen in the air.

Luckily, the windows were open and the overhead fan was whirring, otherwise, the smell would have been overwhelming if the students around us asked

.
On the morning of the 10th, I got up very early and accompanied Wanwan to the School of Economics. Wanwan was

defending
I told her to come find me in the Information Lab after her defense. This lab was newly built by the School of Economics when I was a junior.

When they were recruiting network administrators, my friend and I went to apply, but I chose to take the postgraduate entrance exam and gave up. However, I

was still quite familiar with the environment there, and I had even worked as a porter, carrying that Cisco router.
I asked my friend for the key, locked myself inside, and started watching porn. My friend said he had borrowed 2GB of

porn , so I turned off the lights, lay on the sofa, and projected it onto the wall to watch. This

was much more enjoyable than watching it with a bunch of people huddled around a 15-inch monitor in the dorm .
Time passed by unnoticed, and suddenly my phone rang. It was Wanwan

. As soon as I answered, she yelled, "Open the door, Turen!" I was startled and remembered that I had told Wanwan she would come to see me after her defense. I quickly got up to open the door.
I closed the door, turned around, and suddenly saw Wanwan staring in surprise at the porn projected on the wall. A

couple was in a 69 position. I almost fainted. I walked nervously behind Wanwan and whispered, "Let's

go out to eat."
Wanwan didn't say anything and continued watching for a while. Suddenly, she turned around, grabbed my arm, and laughed, "Turen, you

're hiding here watching this! How can you be so perverted!"
I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Wanwan wasn't angry. But to be honest, it wasn't a

big deal . In the past, when we chatted, I would occasionally tease her

, and she would always say, "Turen, have you been watching too much porn lately?" So I would righteously declare that I was so pure, how could I watch porn? I only occasionally film porn,

and then she would laugh and scold me. I doubted she'd believe someone like me wouldn't watch porn; I just

happened to get caught today.
Lost in thought, Wanwan suddenly asked, "Do you watch it often?"
I swore to God, "Of course I do! I never watch it normally, only when I miss you

."
Wanwan's face flushed red. I hugged her and kissed her, feeling her burning heat. Maybe

it was because she'd just come in from outside. I whispered in her ear, "Let's watch it together." She shook her head,

but I still pulled her down to sit on the sofa.
Wanwan didn't look at the screen, just kept her eyes slightly closed. I think she was embarrassed to see such lewd scenes

, so she didn't say anything, and I loved seeing that shy expression on her face.
Before Wanwan arrived, I was already a little aroused, and now, holding her, I quickly felt

myself losing control. And now it was just the two of us, no need to worry about being disturbed. I

carefully pulled up her shirt, revealing her breasts, and then began to kiss her. Wanwan soon began

to breathe .
I gently placed her on the sofa, took off her shoes, and discovered that her socks were embroidered with a pair of

little pigs —so cute! Wanwan obediently allowed me to take off her shirt, revealing only a light blue bra, and smiled

at me. I leaned down and gently pulled the bra down with my tongue, revealing her nipples, and began

to lick them up and down and side to side. Soon, Wanwan was panting heavily.
At this moment, my left hand quietly reached towards her lower body. She was wearing a blue denim skirt, which was a bit tight,

but my hand could still easily slip inside.
When my fingers lightly touched her bulging lower body, I felt her body tremble. She twisted her

body , trying to pull my hand away, but in the small space of the sofa, this was obviously impossible.
She could only glare at me and say, "What are you doing, you idiot?"
I smiled and said, "I love you ^_^."
I began to caress her through her silk panties, but I didn't dare to use too much force. Then, I began to pull off her

skirt . Wanwan knew what I was thinking. She gripped my wrists tightly with both hands, but didn't say a word. I didn't know...

Was this Wanwan's bottom line? But I was already blinded by lust. I kissed her and said, "I won't

hurt you."
After a while, Wanwan whispered, "Please don't go in."
I couldn't wait any longer and quickly agreed. Then I started to pull down her skirt, and Wanwan obediently lifted her legs.
It turned out she was wearing light blue underwear, a color I really liked.

When , Wanwan hesitated for a moment, trying to stop me, but I quickly finished.
Seeing a girl's body for the first time (not counting those in movies), I almost felt breathless.
Wanwan's pubic hair was thick and black, a dark patch, and I could vaguely see the cleft in the middle. I

carefully parted the pubic hair with my fingers and gently stroked it. Wanwan's lower body was already a little wet, probably from

the earlier caresses. I quickly felt the small, bean-sized protrusion at the tip; I knew that was

the clitoris.
Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. I said, "I'll use my tongue."
Heaven knows why I had this sudden thought; maybe it was because my boyfriend always told me I had

potential for tongue skills, and it gradually became a habit. But I felt incredibly excited.
Because the sofa was too small, I had to put Wanwan's legs on my shoulders and lean in.
When my face got close to Wanwan's vulva, I took a deep breath. There was a faint fragrance,

hard to describe, but definitely a scent. I gently touched her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, circling

it . Wanwan's breathing gradually became heavier.
Maintaining this position was really tiring, mainly because my tongue got sore after a while. I had to slow down my licking

. Unexpectedly, Wanwan started to wriggle and moaned, "Hurry up, you bumpkin, don't stop!" I

had no choice but to continue.
After about five minutes, Wanwan suddenly cried out, and then I felt

a lot of liquid gushing out, some even spilling onto my chin. I don't know if this was what's called vaginal fluid.

Instinctively leaned in and sucked on it; it was salty and had a slightly fishy smell. Just as I was about to continue, Wanwan gasped

, "No, it's too tiring, don't."
I gently laid Wanwan down and carefully wiped her

genitals
with a tissue. Only then did I notice that my penis was already quite hard, after all that. I glanced at her, and she immediately understood, sitting up and saying, "Let me help you get it out." I took off my shorts and leaned back on the sofa, my penis standing erect. I didn't know if this was the first time Wanwan had direct contact with a boy's penis

like this . Although we had already had contact once before in Nanqiang, that was

in the dark, not as direct as this.
She didn't dare open her eyes; she just leaned against me, holding it with both hands and moving it slowly. My

hands continued to wander restlessly over her body, urging her from time to time, "Hurry up, or I won't feel anything anymore."
"Go to hell, if you rush me again I'll bite it off."
I actually really wanted Wanwan to help me masturbate, but I felt it was too much to ask of her, so I shut up and

quietly enjoyed it.
Although Wanwan's movements were very gentle, the feeling of being held by a girl was completely different from masturbating on my own,

perhaps due to the psychological effect. After a few minutes, I felt a throbbing sensation in my glans. Wanwan

felt it too and gripped it tightly.
I finally ejaculated, and a lot of the milky white fluid splashed onto her hand. Two days
later, at noon, I was still having a wet dream in bed when I was vaguely woken up by Bajie. I opened my eyes groggily and

found Wanwan already sitting in front of my computer.
Bajie whispered, "Your girl seems to be in a bad mood today."
I quickly got up and rushed to Wanwan's side. Wanwan was frowning as she masturbated.
I was about to speak when she glared at me: "Go brush your teeth, you have bad breath."
I reluctantly finished washing up, then pulled up a stool and sat down next to Wanwan, quietly watching her. I knew her

temper; when she was angry, if she didn't want to speak, I couldn't just grumble beside her, or I

'd get a beating.
I busied myself eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk—my meal plan for four years,

delivered , saving me a lot of trouble. Just as I was enjoying my meal, Wanwan smacked me on the head: "Go

buy me some biscuits." When she was upset, she liked to eat hard things, usually biscuits, even though they would give her

pimples .
But I obediently went to Wanjia and bought a bag of biscuits, poured a cup of hot water and put it on the table, then picked up

a copy of Sports Weekly and started reading. After finishing her cookies, Wanwan looked at me very seriously: "I didn't

get an A on my thesis."
I was quite puzzled. In my opinion, getting an A on a thesis was an extremely frustrating thing. According to Xiamen University's regulations, an

excellent thesis requires a second round of departmental defense, where the defense committee members are all from the department and might ask you

a lot of questions. Moreover, whether or not you get an A has nothing to do with your job or graduate studies.
Of course, I couldn't tell her that, so I could only curse her defense committee members' families in Fuzhou dialect.
Before I could finish speaking, I got another tap on the head, this time from the thick

, brick-like Huang Yi novel "The Great Swordsman" that I had placed next to my computer last night. I immediately saw stars.
"It's all your fault, if it weren't for you, I would have gotten an A."
I naturally couldn't argue with that, so I could only comfort Wanwan with kind words. After saying all sorts of nice things, I finally managed to coax Wanwan into saying that we

would go to Gulangyu Island to relax that night.
After dinner, Wanwan and I took the No. 2 bus from Baicheng to the ferry terminal. We found a

double seat at the starting station. When the bus arrived at the museum, a lot of children got on; it happened to be around the time the nearby

elementary school let out. The last to board were an elderly couple in their sixties, so we gave

them our seats. Wanwan looked out the window at the scenery, while I stood behind her, gently holding her.
When the bus reached Dasenli, my phone rang. I had to answer it; it was

a professor I knew from the Marxism-Leninism Department calling, saying he urgently needed a questionnaire designed about university students' lives and needed it by tomorrow

. Because we knew each other so well, I agreed and then called a friend to ask them to do it. Putting

my phone away, I turned my head and noticed a man in his forties sitting close to Wanwan. Because the bus was already crowded

, and he didn't look like a pervert, I didn't pay much attention.
But gradually, I felt something was wrong. I looked down and suddenly saw the man's left hand holding a briefcase,

while his right hand was stroking Wanwan's buttocks.
My first instinct was to grab him and beat him up. I'd occasionally read about this kind of

public transport harassment online, but I never thought I'd actually witness it myself. But just as I was about to act, I hesitated. I

thought Wanwan probably still thought I was behind her, and she would be very embarrassed if I did that.
My heart was in my throat. On one hand, I hoped this old man would stop in time, but on the other hand, I hoped he

would continue. I was ashamed of my filthy thoughts. Just as I was struggling with this dilemma,

the bus reached the intersection of Zhongshan Road, the light turned red, and the bus braked sharply. I couldn't stop in time and stumbled forward.
When I turned around, I saw Wanwan looking at me in surprise. Of
course, I knew what was going on, but I could only pretend to be unaware and turn my face away to look out the window.
Thankfully, the bus turned a corner and arrived at Zhongshan Road Station, where the elderly couple got off. I quickly pulled Wanwan to sit down.
The middle-aged man also tactfully moved away. Wanwan kept her head down and remained silent. I think she was probably thinking about

what had just happened, but she couldn't tell me for fear of upsetting me. I felt incredibly guilty and could only hold her tightly.
After crossing the ferry, we arrived at Gulangyu Island. I held Wanwan's hand and walked along the island's ring road. Stepping on the cobblestones and

feeling the sea breeze, Wanwan's mood gradually improved. We started playfully teasing each other along the way. After walking to the

beach , we were both tired. So I bought two coconuts from a vendor and then Wanwan and I rested on a deck chair.
The vendor helped us cut holes in the coconuts, inserted straws, and left.
I was already quite thirsty, so I eagerly started sucking on them. Suddenly, Wanwan said, "Hey, you country bumpkin,

is your heart like a coconut?"
I was taken aback, then immediately remembered this was a scene from *A Chinese Odyssey*, so I laughed and said, "Yeah, are you going

to leave a tear on my heart?"
"Okay, close your eyes."
I closed my eyes, and felt Wanwan lift my t-shirt, then felt a chill on my chest.
I opened my eyes and saw her lying on top of me, dripping coconut juice onto my chest with a straw.
I hugged her and said, "Quickly lick your tears away!"
Wanwan resisted, but after struggling for a while, she realized she couldn't break free, so she stuck out her tongue and licked my chest.
When she licked my nipple, I felt a tingling sensation. But she quickly stopped: "It's all

sweat, disgusting. Let go of me, country bumpkin, I want to drink coconut juice."
We played around like this for a while, until we were both tired. Wanwan and I hugged each other and squeezed onto a

deck chair, gazing at the distant sea.
Wanwan suddenly said, "I've got pimples again these past few days, I look so ugly."
I was already a little dazed from sitting on the swaying recliner, so I laughed it off and said, "No way, you're always

so beautiful."
"Liar, I know I'm a dinosaur."
"Oh, a dinosaur, oh, it's okay, I'm a toad, we're a perfect match."
I yawned, and suddenly a thought struck me, so I asked Wanwan, "Want to hear a story?"
"Sure, but don't make it too lewd." "
Don't worry, it's a very romantic story. But don't interrupt me, or I'll punish you ^_^."
Wanwan buried her head in my chest, like a docile little lamb.
So I started making up a story:
"It was a snowy day, and the toad was hibernating. He was huddled under his blankets, drool dripping from his mouth."
"What's drool?"
"It's saliva. I told you not to interrupt me, or I'll punish you next time."
"Hmm."
"Suddenly, with a loud crash, his burrow collapsed. A huge dinosaur's leg stomped down,

almost killing the toad. Even so, he was startled awake. He

shakily crawled out, only to find a giant dinosaur strolling leisurely. The toad was furious,

practically foaming at the mouth. His burrow, painstakingly built over many years, had been carelessly destroyed by this female dinosaur

."
"How do you know it's female?"
"Because the toad is small. He was standing right under the dinosaur's belly, and when he looked up, he saw

the dinosaur 's... well, you lecherous bumpkin."
"You're so lecherous, you idiot!"
"No, I'm going to punish you."
So I grabbed Wanwan and started sucking on her armpits, and Wanwan giggled nonstop. I took a sip of

coconut juice to soothe my throat.
"If you talk again, I'll punish you even more."
"Okay."
"So the toad decided to take revenge. Although it's said that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, and although the toad considered

himself a gentleman, he still decided to immediately punish the mother dinosaur as she deserved. Because he was hibernating,

the toad hadn't eaten for a long time. He hadn't felt hungry while sleeping, but now he felt ravenously hungry. He
looked around; everything was covered in snow, and there wasn't a single living creature, let alone a mosquito, except for

the mother dinosaur in front of him.
Although the mother dinosaur looked ferocious, in front of the toad, all mother dinosaurs were paper tigers. He decided

to use his intelligence to eat the dinosaur meat.
Because he had lived in this area for a long time, he knew there was a soft patch of ground by the river. The toad's favorite thing was

to eat his fill of mosquitoes and then roll around on that muddy ground. So the toad's eyes darted around and he immediately thought of..." He came up with

a brilliant idea.
He hopped around a couple of times to attract the female dinosaur's attention, then loudly mocked her. Although the female dinosaur was

a dinosaur, she was still a stunning beauty among her kind. Being mocked by a toad like that was unacceptable;

anger welled up within her, and she bared her large, protruding teeth at the toad. Seeing the female

dinosaur's expression, the toad became even more smug. He then jumped onto the female dinosaur's nose,

staring intently at .
This was unacceptable! The female dinosaur had never been so intimately and affectionately gazed at a human before; even the handsome

male dinosaurs wouldn't dare be so disrespectful to her. She immediately paled and tightly closed her eyes. But wanting to

escape began to run, hoping to shake the toad off in the process.
In her panic, she ran towards the stream, stepping onto the soft ground.
It was a heart-stopping moment, comparable in the annals of dinosaur history to the sinking of the Titanic

. The soft ground was perfectly fine for a toad to frolic on, but for a mother dinosaur of her

weight was utterly unbearable. Suddenly, it seemed as if the sky had collapsed.
The last thing the mother dinosaur saw before plunging into the mud was the toad. Her melancholy

eyes revealed so much helplessness, but she was speechless, only able to silently close her

eyes, two hot tears streaming down her long eyelashes.
The toad was about to jump up, but he suddenly realized how

beautiful . That look...tsk tsk, it was like admiring Mona Lisa's enigmatic smile.

The toad couldn't move his legs; by the time he realized he should jump, he was already submerged in the mother dinosaur's tears

. He strained to lift his head and sighed deeply: "What is love in this world, that it makes people willing to die for it?"
Snowflakes continued to fall, engulfing them both. Due to the extreme cold, their bodies did not

decompose but were preserved by the ice.
Millions of years later, when their fossils were unearthed, people were astonished that a toad could have such intimate contact with a female

dinosaur . They could never have imagined such a poignant and moving story, so they

fabricated the tale of the toad wanting to eat dinosaur meat.
But little did they know that in that instant, those two pairs of large eyes gazing at each other, those

hot tears streaming down their eyelashes, the heavy snow falling from the sky—all of it had become history. "
Just as I finished crafting my story, feeling quite pleased with myself, I suddenly heard Wanwan's soft sobs

. I was momentarily at a loss: 'It was just a story I made up. There's no need to cry over being moved.'
Wanwan didn't answer, but after a long while, she sighed and said softly, 'They ended up together.

What about us?'
My heart felt like it had been stabbed by a needle. I suddenly realized that these days were numbered.

The phoenix flowers had bloomed, but they would eventually wither, and I, eventually, had to leave this place, leave my beloved

girl.
I was speechless, and could only hold her tightly, afraid that if I let go, she would leave me.
Wanwan laughed first: 'You country bumpkin, why are you holding me so tight? I can't breathe!'
I looked at my watch; it was almost 11 o'clock. I asked Wanwan if she wanted to go back. She shook her head: 'Let's not go back

tonight . I'll stay here and count the stars.'
So we looked at the sky together. That night, the starry sky was exceptionally bright, and we searched for the Altair and

Vega stars." In Hefei and Shanghai, I've never seen such a beautiful starry sky again. I think it's partly

because it's hard to find a city in China with less pollution than Xiamen; and partly because she's no longer here.
The night deepened, and I felt very sleepy. Wanwan in my arms had fallen asleep sometime earlier, her head

resting on my arm. My hand was numb, but I didn't move. I felt

incredibly happy to have my beloved girl leaning against me like this.
Although the sea breeze wasn't strong, I was afraid Wanwan would catch a cold, so I held her tightly. It was

a hug devoid of any lust; she felt as pure as an angel in my arms.
That night, I didn't sleep a wink.
The next day, when we returned to the dorm, Bajie was playing a game of Pineapple naked. As soon as he saw Wanwan walk

in, he jumped up, circled her twice, and gave her a very suggestive look.
Of course, I knew what that idiot was thinking. Although I hadn't done anything, staying out all night

was bound to lead to a lot of speculation.
Liu Pang suggested that we all go to the indoor basketball court that night to play basketball. Later, Bajie told me that everyone really

wanted Wanwan to refuse, otherwise, there was a chance she might bleed uncontrollably from her lower body during the fight.
Those scumbags! Unfortunately, nothing actually happened, and Wanwan went off to play basketball, perfectly fine.
In the days that followed, we sat together on the balcony of Furong No. 2, watching the rows of phoenix trees along the roadside bloom with

vibrant red phoenix flowers; we climbed Wulao Peak together, standing atop it gazing at the distant sea;

we lay on the lawn at Bailuzhou, listening to the musical fountain.
Time passed by unnoticed, but none of us wanted to mention it.
On June 29th, our dorm treated the whole class to a meal at Yuxiangyuan by the sea.
I've always had a high alcohol tolerance; drinking a dozen bottles of beer is no problem for me. The other dorm members

weren't very good drinkers, and Bajie was a teetotaler, so the responsibility of winning fell on my shoulders. I don't

remember how many bottles I was forced to drink that night; I only remember that if Wanwan hadn't helped me downstairs, I probably would have rolled

down the stairs.
After the banquet, Wanwan and I spent a long time enjoying the sea breeze at Hulishan Mountain, which helped alleviate the effects of the alcohol.

Wanwan offered to walk me back to my dorm, but I pulled her along Lingyun Road, passing through a cave.
When we staggered to Lover's Lake, I suggested we rest there. Wanwan nodded in agreement.
We walked along the lake for a while and saw a phoenix tree next to a small wooden cabin, which seemed

abandoned. Wanwan and I sat down by the phoenix tree.
After talking for a while, I felt increasingly aroused. Even the croaking of frogs in the lake sounded irritating.
Alcohol can indeed cloud judgment.
I hugged Wanwan, undressed her, and in my dazed state, I didn't see anything, but I still kissed her passionately

.
My penis quickly became erect, so I laid Wanwan on the grass, pulled down my pants, supported

myself with my hands , and began to thrust through her underwear. Wanwan, panting, didn't say anything. I became increasingly

audacious , quickly pulling down her panties and trying to insert my penis into her private parts in the darkness. Just as

the head of my penis touched her lower body, Wanwan suddenly tried desperately to push me away, pleading, "Don't go in,

don't go in!"
My heart pounded. I knew that even if I just pushed harder, I could get in,

but I didn't want to force her. Yes, even when I had lost some of my reason, I

didn't want to force the woman I loved to do something she didn't want to do.
I looked up and vaguely saw Wanwan's pleading eyes. Finally, I sighed, helped her put her panties back on, and knelt down...

She sat up. I tidied myself up and slumped onto the shore.
Wanwan hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear, "Don't blame me. I... I was just really scared."
I smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was drunk."
"I know, let me help you."
Before I could react, Wanwan had moved in front of me, straddled my lap, pulled

down my underwear, and brought her mouth to my glans. I was startled; I hadn't expected her to do this. But my mind seemed

to have left my control; I just felt incredibly good, especially when her tongue licked my glans,

making my entire lower body go numb.
Wanwan sucked very hard, and soon I ejaculated, all of my semen shooting into her mouth, making her

cough. I quickly patted her back and kept apologizing.
Wanwan caught her breath and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm willing."
I didn't know what to say. I knew that kj was unacceptable for many girls, but

I didn't expect her to do it for me willingly.
All I could do was hold her tightly, afraid that if I let go, she would leave.
July 2nd, the day the Class of '98 graduates received their diplomas, for many, these were

their last days at Xiamen University.
That night, our dormitory went to a vegetarian restaurant opposite the Xiamen University Post Office for our last dorm meal. Wanwan didn't come;

her night. After dinner, we walked back, like zombies. I sat alone

by Furong Lake, reminiscing about those bygone days.
As if possessed, I dialed Wanwan's cell phone (we had agreed not to call her that night so she could have one last happy night with her

dormmates ). Wanwan answered, and I said, "Wanwan, come back and be with me."
The sound on the other end of the phone was very noisy, as if someone was in the lobby. After a long silence, Wanwan finally said, "Okay,

wait for me at Qinye."
I lay quietly on the lawn between Qinye and Furong No. 2, looking at the sky. I don't know how much time passed, but

Wanwan came to my side. I got up, hugged her, and said, "Let's be together tonight."
We climbed along Lingyun Road to Lover's Lake and sat under the phoenix tree.
History seemed to be repeating itself. In the summer of 1996, I came to Xiamen University to participate in the Fujian Chemistry Olympiad.

The night before I left, a group of middle school students from Fuzhou followed a path and found this beautiful lake.

On the last night before graduation in 2002, I came here again.
Wanwan remained silent by the lake for a long time, then suddenly buried her face in my shoulder and cried. My heart ached too. I

knew this was my last night with her, although I kept comforting myself that there was a future.
After a long while, Wanwan stopped sobbing. She looked up at me and said, "Tonight, I'll give myself to you."
I was stunned for a long time, and seeing the determination in her eyes, I realized she had made up her mind. Perhaps

I should be happy, but I felt no joy at all.
Wanwan was wearing her favorite light blue tank top and white trousers. I took off my short-sleeved shirt and spread

it on the grass. Wanwan obediently lay down on it. I lay down next to her; in the darkness, I couldn't see her face clearly,

but I could clearly feel her warm breath on my chest.
I said I wanted to kiss her entire body. Wanwan hummed in agreement, then sat up, took off her coat and trousers, and lay down

quietly .
I started kissing her from her forehead, down to her lips, neck, breasts, lower abdomen, thighs, and calves.

I kissed her gently, like admiring a beautiful work of art, without a trace of impure thought.
After the kiss, I kissed her lips tightly. I put my tongue into her mouth, and she entwined hers with her tongue.
We kissed for a long time, until we were almost breathless before we separated.
What followed was a series of caresses until Wanwan was panting heavily. I reached out and touched her panties;

they were wet.
I carefully pulled them down and placed them aside. Then I brought my already erect penis to her. In the darkness, I

could barely find the right spot, so I just rubbed it around for a long time. I could only feel that the glans was covered in a lot of slippery fluid.
I helplessly realized that I probably wasn't aiming correctly, and I was afraid that if I used too much force, I would hurt her. Fortunately, Wanwan quickly

understood my embarrassment, and she used her hand to guide my penis to the right spot. I gently pushed in. Although

it was already wet on the outside, Wanwan's vagina was still very tight. She groaned when I pushed in like that, as if she was in pain

.
I knew that this was her first time, and of course, it was also my first time. I adjusted my position slightly, spreading

her legs apart and raising her buttocks, while I knelt in the middle. Then I began to carefully thrust in and out. Gradually, I

felt that my movements were not as awkward as at the beginning, and the feeling of my glans being enveloped by the fleshy walls was simply heavenly.
I gradually went deeper, and soon I encountered a hard layer of something; I knew that this was Wanwan's

hymen .
Wanwan sensed it too. She took a breath and said, "Come in, you country bumpkin, be gentle."
I slowed my movements, continuing to caress her breasts to distract her, then thrust my hips

forward. Wanwan's entire body stiffened. I knew it must have hurt, but she didn't cry out.
I paused for a moment before daring to continue moving slowly.
Gradually, Wanwan's breathing became heavy again. She wrapped her arms around my waist, allowing me to

penetrate more easily. My thrusting became more forceful; I had actually been holding back for a long time, but I was

afraid of hurting her.
I don't know how many thrusts I made, but suddenly I felt her vaginal walls tighten abruptly, and then a gush of hot

liquid sprayed onto my glans. I couldn't hold back any longer. Before I could even pull out, my penis throbbed a few times, and I ejaculated all

my semen inside her.
After ejaculating, I pulled out my now limp penis and lay down with Wanwan. Suddenly she asked me, "What

if I get pregnant?"
I thought for a long time, then looked at her seriously. "If that happens, it's up to you. If you want to keep the

baby, I won't go to graduate school, and we'll get married; otherwise, I'll go with you to have an abortion, and then I'll take care of you."
"Don't lie to me."
"I won't. I swear under this phoenix tree." As I spoke, I touched a phoenix petal beside me.

"This petal is my witness. I love you, Wanwan."
Wanwan said nothing more. I carefully tucked the flower petals into the pocket of my wallet, then helped her get

dressed .
We hugged and chatted, from elementary school all the way to university, until our throats were dry and the sky was beginning to lighten

.
Just as I was about to put on my clothes, Wanwan stopped me: "Wait, you country bumpkin, I want to leave you a souvenir."
Before I could even ask what was going on, Wanwan grabbed my right shoulder and bit me hard. I cried out in pain

, and when I turned around, I saw a tooth mark with a trace of blood. Wanwan smiled triumphantly at me: "

Let you taste the pain too."
We walked hand in hand slowly down the mountain and had breakfast at the Hibiscus Restaurant. Then I took her back to Shijing.
Step by step, I felt my heart grow heavier on the sloping path in Shijing. Wanwan remained silent.
Finally, we reached the door. I kissed her and said, "Go upstairs and rest."
"Go to your dorm, I'll see you off later."
I smiled faintly. "No, Wanwan, go back to sleep. Girls shouldn't stay up late.

Don't , we're all from Fuzhou, we'll go together, it's okay."
Wanwan lowered her head and sobbed softly. I hugged her tightly.
After a long while, I let go. "Go upstairs and rest, I need to go back and pack my things."
"Okay."
"I love you, Wanwan."
"Okay."
I gritted my teeth, turned around, and walked back. Behind me, I heard Wanwan's tearful voice: "You rascal,

don't stay up late anymore, don't look so pale, it will break my heart."
I didn't dare look back, I didn't even dare stop. In that instant, I realized how weak and powerless I was.
I didn't have much luggage; most of it had already been shipped home. Back in the dorm, I tidied up a bit and that

was about .
We, a few from Fuzhou, unintentionally became the first in our class to leave school, on the 10 am bus. Around 9 a.m.,

everyone hurriedly helped carry the luggage to the gate of the South Campus. I saw that almost the entire class was there,

familiar faces everywhere. Chunmei, carrying a camera, said she wanted to take a graduation photo. Everyone hugged each other, exchanging blessings

.
My heart felt heavy. I didn't dare let Wanwan come to see me off; I was afraid we wouldn't be able to handle the scene of parting.
I knew she wouldn't come; she was probably already asleep, having stayed up all night again. Unlike me, she wasn't

used to staying up all night playing games.
The merciless car finally arrived and slowly stopped at the gate. After Chunmei organized everyone to take the first graduation

photo , we got on the car. My brothers and sisters outside the window were waving, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. I

could only wave frantically through the glass.
The moment the car started moving, I stood up with tears streaming down my face, pressed my face against the window, and looked at my classmates outside, at

the beautiful Xiamen University, at the phoenix tree next to Jianwen Building in the distance. Suddenly, I saw that familiar figure under the tree.
I wondered if I was seeing things. I wiped away my tears and looked again. Sure enough, it was Wanwan standing there,

waving at me.
I couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears, sobbing against the car window. The figures outside the window gradually shrank until they

disappeared, leaving only the patches of fiery red phoenix flowers faintly visible in my vision.
When the car reached the Jimei Bridge, my phone received a text message. I opened it and saw it was

from Wanwan: "Turen, I love you."
[The End
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