FlyAway

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Shen Si felt that Wang Feng was distracted, as if his focus had shifted away from her. Senior year coursework was relatively easy; she had practically finished all her classes and finally decided to take the postgraduate entrance exam. Busy with studying, she noticed Wang Feng looking thoughtful yet engrossed, so she dragged him to the library to study. But Wang Feng said he was busy, teaching. Shen Si tried to dissuade him, saying it wasn't very useful, but Wang Feng wouldn't listen.
A light autumn rain fell, and the weather was definitely turning cooler. The campus path was wet, and Shen Si walked along, holding her small floral umbrella, watching the misty rain, feeling a sense of peace and joy. Strange, why did people feel inexplicably calm and peaceful on rainy days?
She looked towards the path in the garden, a smile playing on her lips. Three years ago, she and Wang Feng had met here; the scene was still as vivid as if it had happened yesterday. Shen Si went inside. Not far away, in the thicket of trees, a man and a woman were embracing and whispering under a blue umbrella; only their trousers were visible.
Shen Si looked up, and in the distance, the corner of an ancient, mottled red roof seemed to stretch towards the sky. The ancient buildings stood silently in the rain.
Shen Si turned out, intending to go to the library. Just then, the two people in the thicket left, heading towards another path. Shen Si glanced over casually, and the boy happened to turn his head as well.
Shen Si froze—it was Wang Feng! That boy was actually Wang Feng!
Wang Feng hadn't seen her. He held an umbrella in one hand and had his other arm around the girl's shoulder, talking and laughing with his head down. The girl hugged her shoulders, resting her head on his arm, looking very docile as they walked slowly.
Shen Si stood there, stunned, thinking she was seeing things in the rain. She rubbed her eyes and looked again, but only their backs remained. But it was definitely Wang Feng; Shen Si knew it clearly in her heart.
Shen Si was unsure whether to go to the library to study; her mind was in turmoil, but she still headed towards the library. She found a seat, opened her textbook, recognized every word, but couldn't understand the meaning of each line. She began to doubt her own judgment; perhaps it was just a boy who looked like Wang Feng, why was she overthinking it?
That evening, Shen Si went to Wang Feng's house. He hadn't returned yet, so she sat on the bed waiting. Around 11 o'clock, Wang Feng returned, his hair slightly damp, the rain still pouring down. He saw Shen Si:
"Oh, how long have you been here?"
Shen Si smiled:
"Not long, just got here!" She asked:
"Where did you take so long?"
"Oh, I went to eat with some friends from the team." Wang Feng dried his hair with a towel.
"By the way, didn't you say you were going to the bookstore to buy books this morning?" Shen Si picked up a book.
"Ah, this morning, yes, yes, I went all morning, but couldn't find it, wasting my whole day."
Shen Si stopped talking, flipping through the book, wrapped herself in a blanket, and hid on the bed.
"What's wrong?" Wang Feng sat on the bed, moving closer to her.
"Nothing." Shen Si lowered her head, reading a book.
"By the way, Sisi, there's something I want to talk to you about."
Shen Si's heart skipped a beat. She closed her book, looked up at Wang Feng.
"I also have something to talk to you about."
Wang Feng thought for a moment: "Never mind, let's do it another day."
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The weather cleared up. It was a weekend evening, and Wang Feng invited Shen Si to stroll around the campus. Shen Si knew what Wang Feng would say to her today, and she already had a plan. In the twilight, middle school students moved about in twos and threes—getting lunch, heading to class, returning from exercise, and so on—on the school paths.
Wang Feng and Shen Si walked slowly, arriving at the woods, where the tall trees pierced the distant gray sky.
"Sisi, I've fallen for someone else."
Shen Si knew what was coming had finally arrived. Looking at her feet, she took a few steps:
"Is it that Japanese girl?"
"Yes, I'm sorry." Wang Feng was somewhat surprised.
"You're surprised I know?" Shen Si asked.
"No. I was just about to tell you, Sisi, I'm planning...we..."
"I don't care. You and her aren't serious, are you?" Shen Si interrupted him.
"I'm sorry, Sisi, I can't control myself. Being with me will only hurt you more. Let's break up."
"What? What are you saying? I don't want to..." Shen Si looked at Wang Feng in shock and shouted.
Wang Feng looked at her calmly and said,
"Besides, my feelings for you have changed. There's no future for us being together."
"Why isn't one person enough? I don't care. As long as you're by my side, I won't agree to this." Shen Si was somewhat hysterical, not even knowing what she was saying.
“Sisi, I know myself very well, and you should know that too. Continuing like this will only hurt you more. It's better for all of us to end this sooner.”
“Is it because of her?”
“No, the problem isn't with her. Even without her, we wouldn't have stayed together. I couldn't control my emotions. Sisi, I'm sorry!”
Once Wang Feng made up his mind, he wouldn't change it. He looked at Shen Si, whose face was already streaked with tears. Wang Feng turned around, took a step, and walked away.
“No, don't go, Feng, don't you love me anymore? You still love me, don't you? Feng…” Shen Si chased after him a few steps.
Wang Feng slowed his pace slightly, didn't turn back, and calmly said,
“I don't love you!” Then he continued walking.
Shen Si stood there alone. A gust of wind blew, swirling up fallen yellow leaves that danced at her feet. Shen Si's long hair also flew wildly. In the chill of autumn, watching Wang Feng's figure grow further and further away, gradually blurring, she felt utterly desolate and helpless. Shen Si felt a void in her mind, her body felt lightheaded, the sky seemed to tilt down, and the whole world collapsed. She stood there motionless.
Back in the dorm, her blank stare and expression terrified Chu Chu and the others. Shen Si's lips were pale, and her consciousness and soul seemed to have been hollowed out.
Chu Chu found Xin Jian and asked him to inquire about Wang Feng. Xin Jian reluctantly spoke to Wang Feng once, but he knew it was useless, and of course, it had no effect. As soon as Wang Feng saw Xin Jian, he told him it was best not to mention that matter, and Xin Jian hesitated.
They stopped seeing each other. Chu Chu helped Shen Si pack her things and return to the dorm. Sometimes Shen Si would stare blankly at her belongings. About two weeks later, Shen Si regained her former charm, laughing and talking, her mood seemingly calmed. The girls in the dorm all breathed a sigh of relief, but Chu Chu had a vague feeling that something was wrong. She knew clearly the feelings Shen Si had given and poured into Wang Feng; how could she recover so quickly?
"Then what do you want me to do?" Shen Si asked her. "It's all in the past."
Sometimes Shen Si would wake up from her dreams with her pillow soaked with tears. She once thought her relationship with Wang Feng would last forever, she once thought she understood Wang Feng very well, but was love really so fragile and vulnerable? Only today did she realize that she truly didn't understand Wang Feng.
Shen Si didn't know that it was impossible to truly understand someone; even she herself sometimes didn't understand herself, let alone someone else!
Xin Jian felt that Wang Feng's breakup with Shen Si was somewhat cruel, considering how much they had once loved each other. But why did he propose the breakup? Was it because of Nanako? It wasn't necessarily that Wang Feng loved Nanako that much. Feelings can change so easily, especially given Wang Feng's personality. It wasn't easy for him to have been with Shen Si for so long, but Shen Si was such a good girl! Wasn't there anything that could hold onto Wang Feng's fickle heart?
Chu Chu had been badmouthing Wang Feng behind his back and was in a bad mood, giving Xin Jian a cold look. Xin Jian felt somewhat wronged, but still carefully stayed by his side.
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Wang Feng and Nanako openly held hands while eating on campus, intimately connected. Nanako's room became their love nest. Nanako had many tricks up her sleeve and was extremely interested in new ones. Wang Feng thought her oral sex skills were truly top-notch. Wang Feng couldn't help but marvel at how Japan truly promoted sex; the girls were incredibly skilled in this area.
Wang Feng lay on the bed, watching Nanako with her head bowed, her soft, white neck turning, her small mouth sucking and licking his penis, one small hand stroking it up and down, the other gently pinching her testicles, her cheeks flushed, slightly concave at the sides, his penis inside her warm mouth, feeling the touch and caress of her tongue, sometimes gentle, sometimes passionate, and then completely engulfed.
Nanako lay prone, her body shape exquisite, her waist slender, her snow-white, round buttocks raised high, like blooming flowers, forming two beautiful, white, tender arcs, swaying with the movement of her neck.
Wang Feng, aroused, pulled out of Nanako's mouth, moved behind her, Nanako still kneeling, Wang Feng grasped her buttocks with both hands, parted them, and, in the pink crevice among the pubic hair, thrust into Nanako's writhing, rosy opening.
"Oh, Mr. Wang..." Nanako cried out softly, almost collapsing onto the bed from the impact. She propped herself up with her hands, feeling Wang Feng's burning hot penis thrusting inside her tingling flesh. Nanako raised her tender, round buttocks, pushing backward to meet Wang Feng's attacks.
Wang Feng's hands still gripped Nanako's snowy buttocks, thrusting rapidly. After only a few dozen thrusts, thick, sticky vaginal fluid gushed from Nanako's vagina, making the entire vagina warm and wet. Wang Feng's penis was covered in the milky liquid as it moved.
Nanako thrust her round, smooth, snowy buttocks backward, her tender, soft flesh hitting Wang Feng's lower abdomen, creating ripples in her buttocks. Her vagina tightly held his hard penis, the light pink flesh protruding with each thrust, her snow-white body rising and falling in Wang Feng's eyes.
Wang Feng thrust his hips forward, penetrating deeply with force, his penis plunging in to its hilt, rubbing against Nanako's tender flesh, as if reaching deep into her womb, directly assaulting her delicate flower. The squelching sounds from Nanako's red, tender opening, the splashing sounds of their bodies colliding, and the gurgling flow of her vaginal fluids created an atmosphere of extreme eroticism.
Nanako's snow-white, rounded buttocks swayed back and forth, her vaginal opening contracting and expanding. Wang Feng felt an urge to ejaculate. He leaned down, reaching out to grasp Nanako's swaying, full breasts, pausing slightly. His erect penis remained inside Nanako's tender, moist opening, no longer thrusting, enjoying the sensation of being tightly enveloped and sucked by the rings of tender flesh within her vagina. He slowed his thrusting, gently withdrawing before pushing it back in deeply again.
"Oh...oh...um..." Nanako was clearly aroused by the rhythm, her face flushed. This powerful thrust made her feel intoxicated. She moved her alluring, snow-white, round buttocks, and her love juice gushed out like a tide. As Wang Feng thrust, her juices splashed everywhere, and Nanako moaned sweetly and wantonly: "Ugh...ugh...ah...oh..."
After a few more thrusts, Nanako began to tremble, her body shaking, and her tender, round buttocks quivering. Wang Feng thrust a few more times with great force. The layers of tender flesh inside Nanako's vagina tightly enveloped his penis, constantly sucking on his glans. Spasms and convulsions occurred, and a stream of hot liquid spurted out. She collapsed onto the bed, breathing rapidly and sweetly, sweat beading on her nose.
Wang Feng held her until she calmed down, then pulled his penis out of her body. Seeing Wang Feng's still erect penis, Nanako had him lie down, wiped it clean with a tissue, and then gently took it into her mouth. Wang Feng closed his eyes, enjoying Nanako's gentle and considerate service, and finally released it from her mouth.
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Sometimes Shen Si would see Wang Feng and Nanako walking on the school path from afar, and she would avoid them. Later, she wondered why she was avoiding them; it wasn't a big deal. But her heart still ached.
Suddenly, it snowed. The snow fell thick and fast, covering the entire campus—trees, rooftops, the playground, the school path—a pure white world that warmed people's hearts.
That evening, Shen Si went to Xin Jian's dormitory. She had arranged for Xin Jian to come and pick up a cassette tape. Xin Jian had a lot of bootleg tapes, which Shen Si would borrow to listen to in her spare time. After knocking and entering, only Xin Jian was there.
"Where did everyone go?" Shen Si asked with a smile. She wore a light gray trench coat, which made her fair skin stand out even more against her bright red sweater underneath.
"Oh, I don't know, just wandering around aimlessly, nothing to do anyway. I haven't seen Lao Liu and Lao Si for days, sit down."
The two sat and chatted, and Shen Si suddenly said,
"It's quite cold, how about we buy some alcohol?"
"Alcohol?" Xin Jian thought for a moment, why would Shen Si think of drinking? "Okay, wait a minute."
He ran downstairs to the convenience store, bought a bottle of beer and a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and ran back to the dormitory.
"Here, you drink the beer." Xin Jian handed the beer to Shen Si.
"You look down on me like that, I want to drink Erguotou!" Shen Si laughed.
"Is that okay? You?"
"Hey, let's have a little competition!"
Xin Jian couldn't resist her, and the two started drinking together.
After a few drinks, their stomachs felt hot and comfortable. Shen Si's face turned pink, delicate and alluring. She said,
"Come on, sing! It's been so long since I've heard you play the guitar and sing!" Xin Jian felt warm and excited. He 　　picked
up his guitar and began to sing: "
Baby , I 　　'm sure this world has made you sad.
Some people can be bad. The things
they do , 　　the things they 　　say . But baby 　　, I'll wipe away those bitter tears. I'll chase away those restless fears. That turn your blue skies into a grey. Why worry? There should be a daughter after the pain 　　. There should be sunshine after rain. These things have always been the same. So why worry now? 　　" 　　It was a tender song, and for some reason, it 　　came to Xin Jian as soon as he opened his mouth. After singing for a while, he thought for a moment and decided to change to a more cheerful song. He looked at Shen Si, who was listening intently with her hands supporting her chin.

"How happy we were back then!" She suddenly stood up, looked at Xin Jian, walked up to him, took the guitar from his hands, and kissed him.
Xin Jian looked at Shen Si, momentarily at a loss for what to do. Only when Shen Si's lips touched his did he realize what was happening, pushing her away with both hands:
"Sisi, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Si's fair face was flushed:
"Take me, Xin Jian, take me!"
"No, Sisi, you're drunk, Sisi!" Xin Jian grabbed Shen Si's arm.
"No, I'm not drunk, you don't want me, don't you?"
Shen Si's breath was fragrant, her beautiful face pressed against Xin Jian's, her chest heaving with rapid breathing, she struggled to hold Xin Jian.
"No, we can't..." Xin Jian murmured.
Shen Si's lips kissed him again, and this time Xin Jian did not dodge. Shen Si's lips touched him, soft and warm, carrying a hint of alcohol and a delicate fragrance.
Xin Jian's reason struggled weakly, but with the beauty in his arms, his body reacted. Shen Si had already pulled him down onto the bed, her lips eagerly seeking his touch, her hand reaching for Xin Jian's erect crotch.
Xin Jian's last shred of reason vanished. He flipped Shen Si over, pinning her beneath him. Shen Si's watery eyes were alluring, her face flushed, her chest heaving, and she hummed soft, boneless moans, gazing at him eagerly.
Xin Jian suddenly remembered the scene of him spying on her and Wang Feng making love years ago: her pure white body, her full, throbbing breasts, her firm, round, white buttocks, the black pubic hair between her long legs and that mysterious, moist, crimson slit covered in semen, her seductive moans… He could no longer resist. He ripped open Shen Si's trench coat and lay down on her.
Xin Jian seemed to be passionately entangled with Shen Si as if in a dream, and Shen Si's response was equally ardent and intense. The bed shook, and Shen Si gritted her teeth, trying her best to control herself from making a sound under Xin Jian's thrusts, only humming softly through her nose, "Eee...ee...uh...uh..."
Shen Si's clothes weren't completely off, but her full, pink and snow-white breasts were still exposed under her sweater, the pink areolas at the tips of her breasts seemingly spreading out, the hard, erect nipples standing tall and swaying beautifully up and down with Xin Jian's thrusts.
Shen Si's hazy eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed red, she twisted her hips, thrusting upwards to meet Xin Jian's fierce thrusts.
Xin Jian knelt between her spread legs, thrusting vigorously. Her tender vulva clung tightly to his penis, warm and slippery inside. The soft flesh gripped his shaft tightly, as if a strange, powerful suction was drawing it in.
When Xin Jian looked down, he could only see his wet penis moving in and out of Shen Si's dark, fine pubic hair; he couldn't see her vulva clearly, only two pink labia. He had only spread her legs and groped his way into her warm, moist place; the cleft between her legs should still be tender and pink!
Shen Si's body was incredibly sweet and smooth—that was Xin Jian's feeling at the time.
As he thrust, Xin Jian looked out through the fluttering curtains and saw snowflakes drifting past the window.
When it was all over, Shen Si dressed, glanced at Xin Jian, said nothing, opened the door, and quietly left.
After that, she would sometimes come to Xin Jian's dorm, but when she met him, her face was always calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
Xin Jian also acted as if nothing had occurred between them. Sometimes he wondered if Shen Si had mistaken him for Wang Feng that day.
Time flowed by like water. Shen Si was busy with her postgraduate entrance exam, and Xin Jian rarely saw her or Wang Feng. He was with Chu Chu, and the two decided to find jobs after graduation and not take the postgraduate entrance exam. In
the second semester of their senior year, Wang Feng moved back in. It was around this time that Lao Liu and Liu Weipeng got into trouble.

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