Urban Romance (A Useless Man Gets Attracted Love) (Complete) - 1

[Synopsis]
If someone wants to wallow in despair, let them enter a world of gentle pleasures. This is a story of a man and a group of women, and also a story of men and women, filled with innocence, illicit love, and ethical dilemmas. A story without exaggeration, it will make your tears flow along with your bodily fluids.
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Volume One: Prologue of Na?ve Desires

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Half of a man is a woman, perhaps that's true, I might even say that men are entirely devoted to women.
Having lived half a lifetime, I've accomplished nothing. I've seen women, so I can only write about whatever I see. The scenery of women is chaotic, colorful, and tempting to your impulses. Just for a moment of pleasure, they scheme and plot. Men are truly cheap, cheaper than rotten vegetables at the market. Being a man is tough.
Stop talking nonsense, go wash up and go to sleep.
Can you sleep without women?
Even if you can't sleep, you still have to, dream on.
Get your tissues ready, don't waste any.
If you do waste any, it's useless anyway.
The girl's got nothing to do, go use
her. Of course, if you have a girl, you don't need tissues.
A girl's is so soft, so layered.
If you want layered textures, toilet paper has more layers than a girl.
Damn, is it as soft as a girl's?
No, then what's the point of layering?
Feeling.
Like the feeling of sinking a ball in a pool ball.
No texture.
Then apply some talcum powder.
No astringency.
You'll get it when you sweat.
Then there's no pleasure.
You're such a hassle, so fragmented.

1. Online Romance
I'm a farmer's son, with strong farmer genes. Even in Beijing, this big city, my bones haven't been tainted much by the urban winds. My first impression is that things here are too expensive, there's nowhere for me to live, but Beijing women are so beautiful, just looking at them makes my thing hard, I'm staring straight for a target, but the targets are all too high, I've searched for who knows how long, but I still can't aim.
The internet is a wonderful thing; it allows people to run wild online. Regardless of gender, anyone can freely express their desires and flirt, even get married without meeting in person, or even have some intimate moments.
As the saying goes, "When you're well-fed and clothed, you think of desires," and I, a farmer, am no exception. With food on the table, instead of going to the gym, exercising in bed is the most economical and practical way—pleasing oneself and others, killing two
birds with one stone. If things really go well, one can even find a wife and settle down. Farmers have a strong, unwavering nature—devoted to the land, and passionate because they not only grow wheat, but also millet, corn, vegetables, and beans—all essential for survival. And women, of course, are the radiant light of the bed. Seeing a naked woman right in front of you, who cares about the crops in the fields?
My story begins online. I'm showing you my privacy, but it's not for nothing. After seeing it, you should reflect on yourself. Online romances can leave you dizzy for a lifetime, or they can reveal your true self.
I opened my laptop, and a stranger added me as a friend. Within a few words, they got straight to the point. On my old-fashioned internet computer, I could only chuckle. I'd never laughed like that before, but this time it really made me laugh.
This girl, named Reren Huihui, was hooking up with me right away, treating me like a complete newbie. These days, there are plenty of opportunities, but freebies are rare, like manna from heaven. I never believed a beautiful woman would actively seek you out, offering to sleep with you for free.
But her photos still piqued my curiosity. She was innocent yet alluring, especially her ample bosom—it was like a valley, bottomless, half-hidden, obscuring the view.
We arranged a place and time, and I went to meet this Huihui.
At Di'anmen Square, the crowds were immense. I immediately spotted a little girl with her breasts spilling out.
"Where are you?" I dialed her number, and seeing the girl with her breasts spilling out take out her phone confirmed my suspicions. I wanted to see what tricks he was up to, so I said, "I'm stuck in traffic, wait a bit."
A little while later, I saw a woman with a checkered pattern slowly approaching her. I thought to myself, "Trying to trap me? I'm too lazy to do anything else, let alone fall for a trap!" So I made a phone call: "Stand by that trash can on the side of the road, I'm coming right away."
I drove up to the girl, opened the car door, and said, "Beautiful lady, aren't you getting in?" The girl got in, and I was still kilometers away. Let that woman with the
checkered pattern go to hell. I'm not a lecher, but I don't want to be tricked. Picking up girls is normal, but getting tricked while picking up girls is a complete failure.
I said, "You're so pretty, and so young. What's that white flesh you're oozing out? It makes my mouth water."
Seeing this girl, I knew she was trying to set me up, so my words came across as lewd. I felt like a scoundrel.
The little girl with milk flowing out said, "Ugh." I said, "I don't need to eat dinner tonight, what are you going to eat?" The little girl with milk flowing out said, "Why? I'm going to eat Sichuan food." I said, "I'm going to eat you, your beauty."
The little girl with milk flowing out pouted, her eyebrows twitched, and she said, "What else are you thinking about?"
I said, "Nothing, are you nervous? Did the plaid girl not come along?" The little girl sighed, not taking it seriously at all, and said with a smile, "You know?"
This little girl was really not flustered at all, and she was so calm even after being exposed, which really made me admire her.
"Of course I know, why aren't you nervous?" The little girl covered her breasts and said, "Why would I be nervous? You're willing to treat me to dinner, I'm willing to let you take advantage of me."
The little girl's boldness surprised me. Since she had already played the rogue, she might as well go all the way. Who knows, I might still fall for her someday. He smiled and said, "May I have a taste first?"
Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't care at all, revealing her breasts and laughing, "Go ahead and eat!"

2. A girl named Xiaohui
had a white, fluffy breast right next to her mouth, the red nipples like strawberry-colored embellishments. She gently licked it with her tongue. "It tastes good, no poison." My penis immediately became erect. Although we were driving, a small hand casually reached out and touched it.
The beautiful woman said, "Watch your driving. I like your directness, but actually, I like your intelligence even more."
Me, intelligent? I don't doubt my own intelligence, but I regret my mischief today. I mustn't let my first attempt at something lead to trouble; otherwise, my lifelong reputation would be ruined by a single thought.
I said, "Why?" The beautiful woman said, "I've been doing this for a month now, and no one else has touched my breasts, even we've had them knocked on. You're an exception."
The little girl was really honest, not hiding what she had done or was about to do, which made me more careful.
I said, "Aren't you afraid I'll report you?" The beautiful woman said, "What's there to be afraid of? Maybe the police will want to touch me too. I'll let them touch me, and then I'll be back. I won't lose anything."
I said, "So you're not selling yourself?"
The beautiful woman said, "Who the hell is selling myself? I'm just using my wits."
Hearing her use of wit, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "You lost out on this deal, didn't you?"
The beautiful woman said, "It depends on how you perform. You'll make a profit after just one meal." I said, "Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off?" The beautiful woman said, "Sell me then, you're all men anyway, you'll sell yourself anywhere."
Beijing's traffic is terrible during rush hour. During a lull in the traffic, I reached out and touched the white root, probing inside. My hand was blocked.
The center of the grooves and folds was the bullseye, as thin as a cicada's wing, yet with the resilience of rubber, making my hand want to go but also very careful. I couldn't
possibly perform such a sacred act with just one finger, so I decided to leave it.
I said, "You're a virgin? You didn't have it done, did you?"
The beautiful woman smiled charmingly and said, "Who did it? I only let them penetrate halfway, just that checkered one."
I was genuinely impressed by the checkered one and said, "Could he handle it?"
The beautiful woman said, "I use my breasts. Once, his thing rubbed my breasts raw. Look, there are still marks."
I said, "Then I'm only halfway through too." The beautiful woman said, "Of course, you're not my boyfriend." I said with a wicked smile, "Can I use my mouth?" The beautiful woman said, "Kissing is fine, but kissing your thing, I won't do it."
We got a private room at Jinshan City. It was noisy outside, as loud as a market.
I said, "You're really charming, I'm starting to like you."
The beautiful woman said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, take your hands off me, they're itching! Waiter, bring a hot pot with two broths."
We ordered some dishes haphazardly, and the beautiful woman said, "That's all, hurry up and bring it." The waiter left, leaving only the beautiful woman. The pretty girl said, "You must be feeling terrible. You men are so cheap; I'm happy just lying to you."
The little girl's schadenfreude surprised me again; she wasn't hiding her thoughts at all. I said, "You must have broken a man's heart, otherwise, why would you be a sadist?"
The pretty girl said, "I like seeing men's indifferent expressions. Once, a man's penis hadn't even come out before it leaked. I grabbed it, and it came right back. Isn't that funny? It got all over my hand. I ripped him out of five thousand, but he made a profit too. He touched my breasts so hard, and he even touched my genitals."
I went up and grabbed her hand, saying, "Aren't you wet?" The pretty girl said, "Yes, I was. I even wanted him to penetrate me, but I held back. He was licking me so hard I couldn't take it anymore."
I laughed. The pretty girl continued, "When he saw I wasn't a virgin, his tongue attacked my hymen directly, even half of it went in." I said, "What's your name?" The pretty girl said, "Just call me Xiao Hui. What's your name?" I said, "Call me Brother Chao." The pretty girl said, "Brother Chao, the food's here. Eat up, I'm hungry."

3. The half-man
was wolfing down his food, watching the hot pot bubbling away. I laughed and said, "What would it taste like if you ate my thing with the hot pot?"
I imagined that the red lips were actually licking it with chili oil, and it would definitely be happier than that half-man.
Xiao Hui touched it and said, "Then just put that thing in the oil pot and dip it in, and I'll eat it. I've eaten hot pot with donkey, but I've never eaten a human."
"Go to hell, I can only go to your place for hot pot, it'll be cooked in the hot pot."
After the meal, the beautiful woman said, "Where shall we go?" I said, "Do you like it lively or quiet?" The beautiful woman said, "I want some peace and quiet today, it's noisy every day."
I said, "Let's go to my office, have some of my Kung Fu tea, and some music."
The beautiful woman said, "Do you have a bed?"
I said, "You'll be disappointed."
The office was very quiet, I took out a CD case and said, "What kind of music do you want to listen to?" The beautiful woman said, "Something quiet."
I said, "My beautiful woman, you command my respect." The beautiful woman was surprised: "Why?" I said, "I finally see your purity."
The beautiful woman smiled, touched me and said, "Didn't you see me touching that thing for you?" I said, "Don't touch it yet, let's listen to some music, Moonlight, a guitar piece." The beautiful woman agreed and sat down.
"Where are you from?"
Xiaohui said, "Sichuan, the place known for its beautiful women." I touched her arm and laughed, "That's true, only Sichuan has skin like that."
Xiaohui said without hesitation, "And your breasts, I've heard that Sichuan girls have the softest breasts." I said, "I've never heard that. Who told you? Did some man touch you and then you said that?"
I was being inappropriate again.
Xiaohui said, "Let's not talk about that. Your tea is really delicious." I said, "This is first-grade Tieguanyin, over 3000 yuan a pound." Xiaohui said, "Isn't this like drinking gold?"
I laughed and said, "It is gold, but not gold."
Xiaohui seemed very happy, without any embarrassment, and kept looking around the room.
I said, "When did you come to Beijing?" Xiaohui said, "I don't want to think about it, I forgot."
I said, "You're not very old." Xiaohui said, "I'm only 19." I said, "You're still young, I can be your uncle."
Xiaohui laughed and said, "Then I'll call you uncle." As she spoke, she leaned closer. Her soft breasts were right next to my lips. I gently touched it, and the little strawberry gently popped out.
Xiaohui kissed me, then immediately sat back down, smiling and saying, "Uncle, you invited me for tea, what did you want to talk about?" I said, "What do you want to hear?" Xiaohui said, "Something serious, I've heard too much nonsense."
Seeing Xiaohui sitting there quietly, I became serious and said, "Okay, what kind?" Xiaohui said softly, "Do you think women can trust men?"
I almost laughed out loud, saying, "That's a complicated question, but it can be answered, though not completely."
Xiaohui drank a cup of tea, tilted her head back, and said, "Why?" I touched Xiaohui's hand and said, "Don't keep rubbing your hand against me, if
you're going to talk about serious things, don't go down to the lewd stuff." Xiaohui smiled and said, "It's not intentional, if you can talk about serious things, I can talk to you seriously, if you can tolerate the inappropriate things and still talk about serious things, I'll admire you."
I said, "That's a difficult question. Okay, I'll talk about serious things, why don't you find a proper job?" Hui said, "Isn't this a good job? Why are you wet? And a little sticky."
I pushed her hand away and said, "If you do it like this, it won't wet. Lick it, it must taste really good."
Xiao Hui said, "I've never licked it before. Hmm, the taste is bearable. It's so big." I said, "You're being indecent." Xiao Hui said, "Say it seriously, I can be indecent."
I really got mischievous. Facing a girl like this, any man couldn't resist, especially since I hadn't been with a woman for over a month. So I laughed and said, "Let's be indecent first, then we'll be serious."
I got all frisky and lecherously touched Xiao Hui's breasts, saying, "They're really big. Not small buns, but big pumpkins." Xiao Hui said, "Yours are big too." I said, "I saw your nipples, you're really a virgin."
I became interested in Xiao Hui's breasts. It seems like not only me, but every man would be interested. If I really didn't have those nipples, I might have avoided a lot of trouble.
Xiao Hui pried my hand away and said, "Of course, don't touch me randomly, only up to the circle." I said, "Okay, does it feel good?" Xiao Hui smiled and said, "It's okay, but it doesn't feel right." I said, "Then I'll go a little deeper."
Xiao Hui touched around a bit and then said, "No, where's my phone?"
I said smugly, "You must be wondering why your half-man didn't call. I turned off your phone when you weren't looking."
Xiaohui straightened her clothes, covered her breasts, and said, "You're really bad."
I said, "I'm not as bad as you, always trying to trick me." Xiaohui said, "Well, I didn't succeed in tricking you, and I even got to keep half of you." I said, "I don't want to be half." I pushed it in hard.
Xiaohui resisted a little, pleading, "Hey, hey, don't push anymore, it's almost in." I said, "I want it in." Xiaohui said seriously, "Then I'll tell on you."
I chuckled and said, "Tell me?" Xiaohui said, "That's right." I said, "Then go ahead and tell me." I pushed it all the way in. Xiaohui said, "Ouch, it hurts so much, you really went all the way in." I said, "Feels good, doesn't it?" Xiaohui kept crying out in pain, so I comforted her, "It'll feel good in a bit." "
A rogue has no trademark. I'm not a rogue, but I'm doing rogue things right now, and I feel no guilt whatsoever.
The feeling of these layered mountains with your fingers is completely different from using a real weapon. The flesh on my fingernails is calcified; it's a hard-on-hard sensation. When the round head slowly opens the blinds, I realize how incredibly moist it is, like a clam's crowded space.
I'm intoxicated, wanting to explore every crevice, squeezing out the water from every crevic, and then slowly closing it again.
I wander along the crevices, like a soldier in peacetime. Without war, I'm naturally leisurely, slowly and carelessly reaching the door. The wooden door resists a bit, its elasticity causing me to fail several times, but this only fuels my fighting spirit. I fix my bayonet and thrust forward without mercy.
'Ouch!' Xiao Hui cried out, tears streaming down her face.
She groaned, gradually losing her resistance. I said, 'Feeling better now?'" Xiao Hui remained silent for a long time, making a strange expression on her face: "No, I just feel uncomfortable."
I said, "Then why aren't you saying anything?" Xiao Hui's answer surprised me greatly, "I'm thinking about how to get you."
I said, "Want to get me? Before you think about how to get me, think about enjoying yourself first." So I put in some effort. Xiao Hui frowned and said, "Don't use too much force... a little more force, oh, right." I said, "So, are you using force or not? But you're really great, your half-man is really unlucky."

4. The Sofa Murderer
was on the sofa, her creamy breasts pressed tightly against my chest. Xiao Hui was actually smiling. I glanced at the sofa and said, "Is this really your first time?"
Xiao Hui said, "Can't you tell? It's my first time." I said seriously, "Do you want me to take responsibility?"
Xiao Hui said, "You can feel it yourself. I'm not forcing you. Besides, you don't have anything that would make me fall in love with you immediately." I said, "This is mainly your choice. Are you willing to go back to the plaid guy?"
Xiao Hui said, "I never intended to work for him in the first place. I just had no choice."
I laughed and said, "So you're clinging to me now." Xiao Hui looked indifferent, her face expressionless, and said, "This is what you thought. I didn't say anything. With my conditions, I could open a small shop in a month if I went out to buy things. Anyway, you've already done it for me."
I said with a grin, "Then go buy things. I'll do the shop owner's job in a few days." Xiao Hui then punched my chest and said, "You're shameless."
A series of small punches accompanied by her bouncing little rabbits came flying at me. Without hesitation, I covered the newly wrapped chicken head meat with my lips, and gently took it in my mouth. I said, "If you want to sell, go ahead, but I'll buy them all." Xiaohui said, "Ugh, I'll sell any man, but not you." I said, "You said it, so I'll let go."
Leaving those soft breasts in the quiet night, I was truly reluctant. But then, a soft, skillful tongue, like a viper, slithered from my chest, gradually moving towards my sensitive spot. I enjoyed this sensation. That snake wasn't still; after slithering across my smooth, round head, it burrowed towards the crater of my life.
I had no time to appreciate the beauty before me: round, soft breasts, a healthy, youthful body of a 19-year-old, with a pert bottom, a slender waist, and the curve of her neck. I quietly enjoyed the warm environment, like a fish in water, swimming and swimming... leaping over the dragon gate.
I said, "Was it good?" Xiaohui said, "You've already ejaculated once, and there's still so much." I said, "Meeting you, nothing is better than this. All my potential has been mobilized. Did you swallow it all?" Xiaohui just hummed in agreement. I said, "You murderer."
Xiao Hui said, "If I were a murderer, then kill me again."
It couldn't be softer anymore, but the stream was already flowing gently, slipping in softly, like gently applying white cotton to a wound. Soft against soft, quietly, I didn't want to move, I just wanted to stay soft like this.
Xiao Hui said, "It's hard again." I just hummed in agreement. I didn't want to speak; years of fantasies were realized at this moment, like a fish in water. I didn't want to think about anything else, only about this moment of pleasure.
Xiao Hui said, "It's throbbing again." I hummed again. I don't like the clash of swords and spears; I like the feeling of life, like a pulse. Let it throbbing on its own. Let it release itself, why need external force?
Xiao Hui lay on top of me, soft and powerless. I said, "I'm starting to like you. How can I help you?"
Xiao Hui said, "You big pervert, don't try that. Someone already did it."
I said, "I'm sincere. Do I look like a liar?" "Xiao Hui said, 'A liar doesn't wear his hand on his sleeve. I know I'm happy being with you, and that's enough.'
I said, 'You're still a child. You shouldn't be so worldly.'
Xiao Hui sat up, smiling, and said, 'I'm a child, and you still sleep with me, showing no mercy, making me feel like I'm dying?'
I pretended to be innocent and said, 'These are two different things. I think you should go to school.' Xiao Hui actually showed an innocent smile and said, 'Okay, you pay my tuition, and you take care of my food and lodging.' I said, 'No problem, I'm just afraid you won't be able to change your mind.'
Xiao Hui's face immediately showed melancholy again, and she said helplessly, 'Do I still have a heart?' I said, 'Not only do you, but you have a kind heart.'" Tears welled in Xiaohui
's eyes, her face, devoid of makeup, was expressionless. Moonlight slanted in, and the music played melodiously. I found myself starting to like this face, untouched by the ravages of life. A phone rang, and Xiaohui frantically searched for her phone. Seeing me answer, she smiled.

5. What was it like before?
I answered the phone and said, "Wang Feng, it's so late, can't you give me some peace and quiet?" Wang Feng said, "You must have girls around you, always playing around. You should settle down a bit."
I said, "It's purely coincidental." Wang Feng said, "Every time it's coincidental, but when coincidences strung together, they're no longer coincidences." I said, "Tell me quickly, what's up?"
Wang Feng said, "You get off work early. I left the IPO plan on your desk. Take a look; I need it when I go to America."
I walked to the desk, looked at it, and said, "I know, I'll look at it tomorrow." Wang Feng said, "I also need your feedback, mainly on the selection of American investment management companies."
I said, "Haven't I already investigated all these American companies?" Wang Feng said, "But you have experience in this area." I said, "Jinghan told me, I've already spoken with Wu Chen, and he said these companies are capable of completing their IPOs."
Wang Feng said, "Never mind you, I need your opinion tomorrow night."
After hanging up, Xiaohui hugged my waist and said, "This really is your office." I said, "Of course, look, this is the document we discussed on the phone."
Xiaohui looked at it, smiled, and said, "I don't understand it either, but I trust you." I smiled and said, "Don't label yourself as a prostitute. You're still innocent; you've just done a few things you didn't want to do."
Xiao Hui, her face still showing traces of youthful innocence despite her travel-worn appearance, looked helpless and said bitterly, "But just thinking about those things makes me feel disgusted." I put my arm around Xiao Hui's waist and said with a smile, "Then don't think about it. Listen to me, find a good job. If you're willing, I can introduce you to one."
Xiao Hui said, "Why don't you just say you want to be my second wife?"
I said, "I'm not married yet, how can I be a second wife? If I
were, I'd be a first wife." Xiao Hui was a little surprised and asked, "You're not married yet? Aren't you being too picky?" I smiled
and said, "It's mainly because I haven't met you yet. Now I'm thinking about getting married." Xiao Hui pouted and said with a smile, "You're just lying to me, but I'm also very happy.
" I said, "You're happy to lie to you? You're such a fool." Xiao Hui said, "At least you haven't lied to me yet. Your name is real, unlike those men who call themselves Chu Liuxiang. Your office is real too, not some house that men prepare specifically to deceive girls. Your happiness at seeing me is also real; your expression just now showed it."
I took Xiao Hui's hand and formally examined this girl for the first time. I said, "I didn't expect you to be so meticulous and smart. I like you even more now."
Xiaohui said, "I like your straightforwardness and authenticity because I've seen too much falsehood, all fake, even my dad is fake." I laughed and said, "A dad can't be fake, otherwise you wouldn't know your own name."
Xiaohui smiled and said, "You're very humorous and know how to charm girls." I kissed Xiaohui's cheek and said softly, "I will never bully little girls in this life."
Xiaohui suddenly broke free from me and said seriously, "If you won't bully girls, what were you doing just now?" I laughed and said, "That was because I love you."
Xiaohui grabbed my hand again and said, "How can you lie without even writing a draft?" I said, "Seeing your face, I have an article in my mind, why would I need a draft?" Xiaohui laughed, laughing so hard she was shaking.
I said, "What are you laughing at?" Xiaohui said, "I'm laughing because I'm sure you'll win an Oscar for acting, it's like it's real." I said, "It is real, time will tell." "
Xiao Hui said, 'I believe you. Even if you're acting, I like it. No man has ever acted like this for me before.' I laughed and said, 'Then let's act for now, and then it'll become real.'
Xiao Hui stepped forward and hugged my neck, pressing her face tightly against mine.
Xiao Hui said, 'Tell me about yourself. I don't know what kind of person you are.'
I said, 'I'm a man. First of all, a man who has no resistance to a beautiful woman like you, I came to Beijing at 20 and am now what you see here.'
Xiao Hui said with some envy, 'Isn't this good? A boss. I'd be satisfied if I could have that.'
I said, 'I'd be satisfied too, but people's desires are limitless. Once you have a million, you want ten million. There's no end to it.'
Xiao Hui said, 'I don't want that. If I had money, I'd buy a house by the sea, watch the sea every day, and have a child with the man I love. That's all I want.'
I said, 'You're still young. I don't know if you'll think like that in the future. Everyone starts out not wanting that, but in the end, you can't help yourself.'
Xiao Hui said, 'What were you like before?' " "
Faced with a beautiful girl, I inexplicably recalled my own past. Back then, I was a high school student just beginning to experience romantic feelings, a typical farmer.

6.
What do farmers lack most?
Money.
School costs money, and my high school years had completely drained our family's savings. My father had no money left, and my mother could only weep. I could only lie on the kang (heated brick bed) listening to their decisions about my life.
'It's a waste of money, it's better not to continue your studies,' my father said, his voice trembling.
'But the child is still young, what will happen if he doesn't study?'" "A mother loves her son.
I don't like listening to arguments, so I cried for a long time in bed, cried myself to sleep, and woke up crying again. When I woke up, I lit my first cigarette ever, the kind we used for guests at home. I decided to drop out of school. I didn't want my parents to argue about me. My school lost a student, and I gained a new profession: farmer.
I became a farmer, but I still thought about my love.
I like Zihan. In our small town, that's a very elegant name, but I like the person even more.
Zihan was surprised and said, 'Why drop out of school?' I said, 'No reason.'
Zihan said, 'I can steal my dad's money, and we can spend it together.'
I smiled bitterly and said, 'Although it's about money, it's not about money for me.'
Zihan was a little surprised and shook my hand, saying, 'What is it about?' I said, 'I don't know. I haven't thought about it yet. I just feel like I should grow up.' Zihan said, 'You can definitely get into a prestigious university.' I
said, 'Please ask the teacher to keep my enrollment. I'll take the exam this year. '" "
The beaches on the plateau are a sight to behold in themselves. On this scenery, I memorized English words, carried girls, peed, rested, and was infatuated.
Small towns are different from big cities. Small towns have the lifestyle of big cities: going to work, coming home, and the rural charm that big cities lack. Even on foot, you can reach the fields in minutes. If you're not picky, you can easily pick a cucumber, wipe it on your sleeve, and pop it in your mouth—it's delicious. The men and women in small towns aren't as materialistic as those in big cities. They're as pure as cucumbers with blossoms and thorns, every bite is refreshing. The high school boys and girls are already mature, though they still have blossoms and thorns.
Zihan said, 'I still want to see your thing.' I said somewhat reluctantly, 'I've already seen it once.' Zihan said, 'You still want to see it? You've seen me many times, but I've only seen you once.'
I said, 'You've even touched me. I'm just looking.' Zihan said, 'If you let me see it, I'll let you touch it.'" "
The little girl's hands were soft, the little boy's were hard. What surprised me most was that she wanted to eat me. Zihan said, 'I want to eat him, I saw Mom eat Dad.'
I said, 'You're such a pervert.'
The tongue was soft, the teeth were hard. It was so awkward. My hand touched this newly developed breast, and my heart trembled, and mine trembled too, like a volcano erupting. I've grown up.
But I know that this girl from the town doesn't belong to me, because my household registration has separated us. She's from the city, and I'm an old farmer. In this remote mountain village, no one has ever crossed this hurdle before.
At that moment, I made a decision: I still want to take the college entrance exam!"

7.
The exam for Bai Ou's arm was on the sweltering July 7th. A farmer's son, a farmer himself, was admitted to a vocational school. Because it saved money. The farmer did well, and the harvest was plentiful. Studying during the day and working at night kept him cool. My harvest was plentiful, and I passed my exam.
On the day of the harvest, I boarded the train.
I had never faced Zihan before, but during the exam, I saw her. She was also taking the exam, and she looked at me from afar.
I saw her tender lips, and I also saw her already slightly aging face.
The flower I had watered was growing more and more vibrant. Later, I learned that she had been admitted to the Beijing Broadcasting Institute and would become a star.
I didn't have the courage to go over. At that moment, I felt my Zihan had disappeared; in my world, only her name remained in my heart.
My first long trip, my first train ride. The train sped along the tracks, heading in a certain direction, perhaps towards its destination. People were scattered haphazardly in every corner, and I watched them with curiosity. To me, they were like stars in space, a brand new world. Back then, there was no difference between migrant workers and rural students; everyone wore blue trousers and mismatched shirts, often hand-me-downs from city dwellers sent to the countryside as relief.
An elderly man, dressed much like me, sat opposite me, smiling broadly. He asked, "Where are you going?" I replied, "Shenyang." The old man was always so kind, but his daughter was cold.
Fang Shanshan, a girl from a small town with a trendy name—a girl who seemed a bit dazed at first glance, but grew beautiful the longer you looked. Looking at the old man's kind smile, I thought of my father. He was about the same age, his face deeply lined with wrinkles, his hands calloused, yet always smiling.
I understood how painful and helpless my father's decision that day must have been. I smiled and said, "You're here to take your daughter to school..." The old man chuckled and replied, "To take my daughter to school." I could tell he was quite proud. I asked, "Which school?" He said, "Shenyang Industrial School." I was pleasantly surprised and quickly said, "Me too." My joy was evident on my face. It was my first time traveling so far from home, and I had no experience. I longed for someone to rely on.
The girl's eyes flickered briefly before returning to their usual calm.
Because of this girl, Yang Wei, a man's name, a name that didn't sound very masculine, I entered my life.
Although it was far in the suburbs, my eyes were immediately overwhelmed upon entering the school. The tall buildings had attracted me from the train, but now, I could only crane my neck to look at them. The buildings here were so much taller than our house; I couldn't even count the floors. Our house was only two stories high. That was a government office building, and every time I went inside, I felt a sense of pride.
Inside the school, colorful flags fluttered, and near the gate, signs for the local associations drew crowds away. The villagers were very simple and honest; sometimes their introductions were very brief. Yang Wei said, "We're from the same village. Just let me know if you need anything, Yang Wei." It was almost too simple.
But her lively eyes still attracted me.
Soon, his gaze was drawn to Fang Shanshan.
And so began a poignant story.
"Please look for Li Chao." In a classroom full of boys, a sweet, girlish voice came from the doorway, causing all the students to turn around.
I wasn't used to my newly changed name and didn't react. My deskmate reminded me that someone was looking for me, and I finally stepped out the door.
A beautiful woman, an absolute beauty, stood before me. I was at a loss for words. I was used to the simple Zihan, but a fashionable beauty made me as excited as a modern-day "fan."
I stared intently at her white, tender arms. I had never seen her arms fully; my simple Zihan arms were always covered, and even when fully exposed, they were somewhat pale. This was a white lotus root with rosy cheeks.

8. Desire stirred.
The white lotus root's hand reached out to me, and I shuddered. I remembered the pointed tip of the bamboo shoot. I grasped it, but before I could even apply pressure, I felt the tip tremble. I suddenly realized that my calluses had hurt her. But the allure of the bamboo shoot still moved me.
My face turned as red as a cloth, and I murmured, "I'm sorry." The girl was very generous and readily said, "My name is Chen Nan, Nan as in nanmu (楠木, meaning nanmu tree)." I said, "My name is Li Chao."
Chen Nan said, "I would like to invite you to join our literary society." I was a little dumbfounded and nodded hesitantly, not knowing what it meant.
It's lucky that someone who loves writing like this would join the school's literary society; I was a freshman representative. Just like that, I became a literary youth without really understanding why.
I started dreaming of being a freshman for the first time, and my simplicity transformed into a white lotus root. I began to fly in the clouds, showcasing myself to the white lotus root.
The story was still yesterday, but the protagonist became today.
Before I could even catch my breath, the literary society held a representative meeting, which I attended. It wasn't my first time attending such a meeting; I was a literary youth in middle school, but I still felt a little awkward in so many unfamiliar faces. I tucked my hands into my sleeves, afraid that others would see my calloused hands.
"The 'Black Stone' has had a huge impact on the school today, but how to break through that barrier remains a challenge. Today, we'll discuss that issue," the white lotus root said in a melodious voice. Her neck was right in my line of sight, and I didn't hear a word she said.
A handsome boy stood up and said, "It's the 1990s now. The era of seriousness is over. Students should prefer things with emotion. I think we should publish an issue focused on emotion, and also let everyone have a say."
I didn't like this guy named Shi Lei, who was a year older than me; his eyes never left Bai Ou. But I still liked his suggestion. As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd erupted, like a village meeting, except without the strong smell of tobacco.
Someone said, "Black Stone is the school magazine; seriousness is its principle, and we can't just change it like that." Another person said, "But there are only so many serious things; we can't publish everything from the political textbooks." Yet another person said, "We won't publish political textbooks, but we can reprint Qiong Yao's works."
Haha...
This discussion ended without a conclusion. Everyone dispersed, still arguing. I also submitted my first manuscript.
My love is the song on your lips.
My love is the song on your lips
. Without your lips, my song falls silent.
When your breath dances into a rainbow in the air,
I whisper my love after the rain.
My love is the dancer in your hair.
Without your dance, my dance, however brilliant, is silent.
When your hair flows like a waterfall,
I sit happily by the water.
I am a dancer;
for you, I can give up that beautiful spin
and just be your top.
My love is the song on your lips.
Seeing the snow in winter, I sing for your spring.
Hearing the cicadas in summer,
I dedicate myself to the harvest in autumn.
I am the song
on your lips. Only on your lips can I breathe with you
and savor the fruits of love.
Because of this poem, I had my first date in the big city, my first time with a girl in a park. She bought the tickets; I had no money. Chen Nan sat opposite me, wearing a white dress, with a beautiful neck, arms like white lotus roots, and red lips. I couldn't help but tuck my hands back into my sleeves.
Looking at Chen Nan, I couldn't look her in the eye, so I murmured, "President, I'm not used to this environment. If there's anything you need, I'll do my best."
I was a little reserved. I could smell the perfumed scent of lotus root, and I could clearly hear her breathing. I felt dizzy.
Chen Nan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. We mainly want to discuss your manuscript." I said, "I just wrote it randomly. If it's not good, I'll throw it away."
Chen Nan said, "You wrote very well, but I didn't realize you had this kind of experience." I said, "Everyone's experiences are the same, only the environment is different."
Chen Nan was a little surprised and smiled, "What different environment?" I lowered my head and said shyly, "Love in the city might happen in a coffee shop, while love in the countryside might happen in the fields."
Chen Nan hummed in agreement, without objecting. I felt encouraged and continued, "But the result is the same, heavy like a rice stalk." Chen Nan said, "What a heavy rice stalk!"
As we chatted, my awkwardness gradually disappeared, and the little boat drifted freely on the water, aimlessly. Suddenly, I felt as if I had entered a wheat field, my most familiar place, where I could sweat and laugh out loud.
I said, "The new poetry movement can cleanse people's souls, Qiong Yao can evoke romance, and Jin Yong can evoke chivalry; it all depends on the purpose of the expression. The revamp of *Black Stone* shouldn't be about form, but about purpose. What exactly do you want?"
Chen Nan said, "Okay, go on." I took out a cigarette; I was addicted to it, and Chen Nan didn't object.
I said, "I think it should be parallel, serious and trendy. We could add a supplement, where diverse opinions can flourish, while the main publication reflects seriousness, like the People's Daily." I had forgotten I was talking about my manuscript. Looking at Chen Nan's melancholy face, I, like a speaker, combed my hair and ignored everything else.
Chen Nan asked, "But how do we implement it?" I replied, "It's simple. Just hold an essay contest, any style you like, and then summarize it. Wouldn't that reflect the students' opinions?"
Chen Nan said, "But some topics are sensitive and hard to discuss."
I smiled and said, "You must be talking about love." Chen Nan said, "I guess so."
I said, "You come from a big city, after all. Even feudal society couldn't suppress love. There's the legend of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, and Meng Jiangnu's story of crying down the Great Wall. How much more so in modern society? Although schools repeatedly forbid dating, they haven't made people give up love. Didn't they teach it in physiology class? So establishing a correct view of love is definitely something the school agrees with. They can't be training monks and nuns, can they?"
Chen Nan chuckled.
I love the blooming of this rose. I see the stamen trembling, and I hope something will happen. The white rabbit is hopping around, and I hope to see the pink strawberry on my lips. My gradual awakening is like a tent on a mountaintop. The white lotus glanced at me, then turned its gaze to the water.

9. A wonderful
new wave of nude poetry finally began at the school. Student participation was even stronger than expected. The school highly praised the activity.
The principal said, "We are not a temple; we want to cultivate loving successors, but studying is still your primary task."
The principal's words were undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for Chen Nan. Shi Lei was as happy as a spring bee, and as soon as he saw Chen Nan, he said, "Chen Nan, I told you so! You should thank me!"
Chen Nan couldn't hide her excitement and said, "How can I thank you?" Shi Lei smiled and said, "Take me to a movie." Chen Nan didn't even hesitate before saying, "Okay, you decide what movie to watch."
Some people went to the movies, while others smoked in a quiet spot. (School rules: no smoking.)
She told many stories in one breath, and even she couldn't believe how clearly she remembered them; it felt like it was happening right before her eyes. Xiao Hui listened attentively without interrupting. My storytelling wasn't very exciting, but seeing Xiao Hui's expression, I suddenly felt a sense of pride.
Xiao Hui said, "Are you jealous? Shi Lei is pursuing you openly, unlike some people who want it but don't dare." I said, "Back then, my first priority was to eat, to have enough to eat. Love was already printed in the dictionary, but I didn't dare to show it in the open."
Xiao Hui smiled and said, "Actually, I felt the same way. Who doesn't want a beautiful love, but..." I said, "But what? Doesn't it also require solving the problem of food?"
Xiao Hui's smile was somewhat bitter, but she still smiled and said, "I won't say anymore, it'll just bring tears to my eyes." Looking at the sorrowful smile on Xiao Hui's face, I couldn't help but hug her and gently kiss her.
Xiao Hui smiled, stood up, and changed the CD. It was a traditional Chinese string and wind instrumental piece. Xiao Hui said, "I like listening to simple music. Although I don't know the names or the melodies, I like it."
I said, "This is 'Spring River Flower Moon Night,' a classical masterpiece. I like it too." After changing the CD, Xiao Hui leaned against me, playing with her hair, but her bottom was restless.
My desire easily took root and sprouted in a warm environment, showing a vigorous and eager-to-emerge posture. My hands began to wander, kneading her soft breasts. Her moans fueled my rising desire; it needed external force.
Xiao Hui groaned, "You're starting to get naughty. Are you thinking about your Chen Nan?" I laughed and said, "I want you."
Xiao Hui was a little shy, lowering her head and saying, "I've thought about it too, um, go slower." I said, "But someone wants to go faster, and I can't persuade them otherwise."
Xiao Hui looked up and laughed, "I can't do anything with you, so go faster then." Looking at her white buttocks, I couldn't help but say, "So beautiful, you're my white lotus root." Xiao Hui said, "I'm not, just wishful thinking."
Her white arms flashed before my eyes, completely disregarding Xiao Hui's feelings. Xiao Hui said with a tearful voice, "It's too heavy, it hurts." I forgot that it was her first time, and I forgot that she was only nineteen.
After a while, Xiao Hui panted and said, "Don't go too fast, like a whirlwind, no one's going to steal you." Only then did I recover, looking at Xiao Hui, smiling, but unable to speak.
I couldn't help but moan, even as I shrunk weakly in the honeyed nest, I could still feel the milky fluid seeping from the crevice. I gently licked the sweetness of the strawberry, and a moan escaped my lips. With the music, I soared to the clouds, descending weightlessly. I didn't want to fall, so I frantically waved my arms; I wanted to fly.
My pulse regained its pulsation, beating, though each beat was tightly held, its vitality unrestrained.
I couldn't grasp the two plump peaches, too slippery to squeeze, but mine soared to the heavens, plunging into the clouds, higher and higher with each leap.
I couldn't fall; the beautiful moans encouraged me, and I soared to the clouds again and again.
Looking at the wet body and the wet peaches, even split in two, they were still so alluring and tempting, dripping with dew, dripping with juice. My tongue couldn't resist the sweet temptation, gently kissing them, and as I kissed, I couldn't control the devouring between my teeth, licking the plump peach juice. I was intoxicated.
As I fell, I saw Xiaohui's shy, smiling face.
She pressed her face against mine and whispered in my ear, "It feels so good, this can really be addictive." I said, "If you're addicted, I'm even more addicted."
Xiaohui hugged me tightly and said, "You've made me so weak, you're so amazing."
Hearing the praise, I couldn't help but feel proud and said with a smile, "Of course, seeing you, my little vixen, makes me feel like Sun Wukong. Don't you know Sun Wukong has his golden cudgel?" Xiaohui didn't have time to speak, she just started humming, and I couldn't help but move again.
Xiaohui said, "Can't you be gentler? Don't hurt yourself, you always go all the way in." I laughed and said, "Does it feel good at the end?" Xiaohui grinned and said, "It hurts a little, but the further in, the better it feels." I laughed and said, "Men only feel good at the end, women feel good all the time, it's so unfair."
I snuggled in her softness and fell asleep. I had no dreams, only sweet snores.
Xiaohui also fell asleep comfortably, I don't know if she had any dreams. When I woke up, I saw Xiaohui's very serious expression.
I laughed and said, "What's wrong? Why are you so serious?" Xiaohui said, "I've made a decision, and I'm begging you to promise me." I said dismissively, "Go ahead, I'll take anything you want." Xiaohui said, "I don't want you, I want you to lend me ten thousand yuan."
I was still a little surprised. I thought that although this might not be a beautiful love story, it was the most beautiful love story I could ever have, but now it was marked by money.
My magic staff suddenly shrank, even retracting into my ear. It couldn't fly among the money; its Ruyi Jingu Bang had been sacrificed in that battle.
Xiaohui slowly placed her phone into the water glass. Although the phone was silent, I felt it must be groaning; that faint current was enough to destroy my heart.
Xiao Hui said, "I want to forget the past, I want to start a new life, I want love, I want to be with my dearest person, I want to see my lover when I fly to the clouds." Was Xiao Hui really moved by my love? I smiled bitterly and said, "That lover is definitely not me." Xiao Hui said seriously, "Not necessarily, maybe it is, maybe it isn't."
I didn't ask anything else, I gave it to her. "The next day, we were endlessly... I told stories, she listened, and then continued." The third day was the same.
Xiao Hui's skin was indescribably smooth; on her creamy skin, my magic wand swung aimlessly, the roundness unable to satisfy my tongue's sucking. She was like a fairy, every inch of her body filled with temptation and hope.
Her legs were so soft they could wrap around my waist, our bodies completely intertwined. Xiao Hui said, "Brother Chao, I love how gentle you are inside, like a massage, kneading me until my whole body is weak, I only have the strength to moan."
I smiled and said, "You can't take a bath without using your hands." "
We saved so much for you, but you only had your eye on the bottom. Is the bottom really that delicious? You didn't even open your mouth, how can a rolling pin eat peaches?"
"Let's see if I can eat them!" It was pulled out effortlessly. Seeing the fertile land again, I didn't want to eat anymore; I wanted to cultivate, to cultivate this land like an ox.
I hadn't mastered the advanced techniques yet. An ox pushing a cart can't be used for planting; oxen for planting are pulled. I pulled myself forward with my legs, plowing deeply. When I saw the fresh soil mixed with clear snowmelt in a furrow, Xiao Hui chuckled.
"Why aren't you using your mouth? Do you want to eat peaches or plant peaches?"
"I want to eat them and plant them both. How can I leave a legacy of infamy if I don't leave seeds?"
"You're shameless! She gave you her first time, and you call that infamy?"
"Fragrant, then let it be fragrant for generations."
Xiao Hui no longer had the energy to speak; her words turned into moans, sometimes high, sometimes low, without melody or rhythm, mixed with the mooing of an old cow, calling out: "Coming, coming, coming—" "
And spring is here."
On the morning of the seventh day, she left without leaving a note.

10. Rejecting the beautiful
Xiao Hui is gone, but I am immersed in the past, never to return. The past, though like the wind, always floats before my eyes, scene after scene, heartbreaking and romantic, making one yearn for it. Xiao Hui reminds me of the past, those memories are still like yesterday.
I also think of Chen Nan.
Chen Nan became a popular figure at school.
Beautiful.
Most importantly, the school's ideology shifted during an event.
Some admired her.
Some responded.
Some men secretly loved her.
Some men openly pursued her.
Under the watchful eyes of 100 pairs of eyes, Chen Nan, in a white dress, sat next to me, whose clothes were somewhat tattered.
Chen Nan said: "Can we talk?" I said: "Of course, you're not a tiger." "After our last conversation, I felt less reserved around her and spoke more casually.
Chen Nan said, 'I'll wait for you outside.'
Leaving the library, I suddenly felt a little inferior. In China, where some people have become wealthy, I'm still a poor man, not only very poor, but sometimes I might not even have enough to eat, if it weren't for the monthly allowance from the government.
Because there were 100 pairs of eyes watching me, I walked somewhat awkwardly.
Sitting in the garden in front of the library, with the girl I liked, I felt my face must have turned red, but in the moonlight, I only saw Chen Nan's smiling face.
She said, 'I really have to thank you, if it weren't for you…' I smiled and said, 'Don't mention it, I just gave some suggestions.'
Chen Nan said, 'But your suggestions were constructive.' Although I was secretly pleased, I still said, 'Constructive suggestions are still suggestions.' Chen Nan pondered for a while and said, 'I'd like to invite you to a movie.'" "
The moment I heard about watching a movie, I felt like I was floating on clouds. I saw the Virgin Mary smiling, I saw Maitreya Buddha, I saw a simple beauty holding a sharp weapon. Cicadas were chirping in the trees, but I didn't find it jarring at all; it was the most magnificent sonata.
But suddenly, the Virgin Mary said, 'You poor wretch, do you even deserve to pursue Chen Nan?' Maitreya Buddha smiled and said, 'To pursue or not to pursue, it cannot be said, it cannot be said.' In an instant, I plummeted into a deep abyss.
I smiled bitterly and said, 'I'm sorry, I don't have time.' Chen Nan looked up at me and said, 'What about Sunday?' I said, 'I still need to review my English.' Chen Nan said again, 'In the evening.' I said, 'I need to study Go.'" Chen
Nan was disappointed and turned away. I don't know what expression a girl should have when rejected, but I feel this is the rejection I regret the most.

11. The surging waves of Xiao Dingdong
Yang Wei was teaching me Go, and I became addicted to it like crazy. I nervously laid out my moves on the squares. After a month of studying game records, although it was tedious, I felt like I had discovered another world.
Now I no longer need him to give me a handicap. Yang Wei is always smiling; he's an optimist. After a game, I only lost by one and a half points.
Yang Wei smiled and said, "You were born to learn Go." I smiled and said, "It's all thanks to my teacher."
Yang Wei clicked his tongue and said, "You have talent." I jokingly said, "It's because of your excellent teaching."
Yang Wei laughed and said, "Let's just flatter each other. Your talent proves you can do it." I said, "I wonder when I'll be able to catch up with you." Yang Wei said, "You'll definitely get a place in this year's Go competition." I suddenly sensed something was wrong with Yang Wei
, so I said, "Just tell me, what can I help you with?" Yang Wei hesitated.
It was no secret that Yang Wei was pursuing Fang Shanshan; everyone in the village knew. I tentatively asked, "Is it Fang Shanshan?"
Yang Wei hesitated for a moment before nodding. I smiled and said, "Is it just you being infatuated?" Yang Wei nodded again.
I said, "I want to know what to do." Yang Wei said, "Yes." I smiled and said, "I don't know. Only love makes people blind, and only love has no method."
A blank expression is far more heart-wrenching than a disappointed one.
Yang Wei was truly in love, deeply in love. I hadn't experienced love at first sight, but at least I had experienced attraction at first sight. In Yang Wei, I saw emotions that could shine through even when buried deep.
Was this what love at first sight was?
I didn't want to see Yang Wei's expression, but I was helpless, so I could only say, "I think you should invite her to a movie." Yang Wei didn't say anything.
I continued, "Or you could memorize some of Bei Dao's poems, which are very fashionable now, or write an extremely cheesy love letter..." I recited all the tricks I could use to express my love, and Yang Wei listened the whole time. Finally, he said, "I'll take her to the movies."
Yang Wei decided that they should go to the movies. I, however, watched the TV series "Yearning" in the computer lab.
It seemed that most people didn't have love, as the computer lab was crowded. I overheard a girl say, "Wang Husheng is really bad." Another chimed in, "How could Liu Huifang fall in love with him?"
Listening to them, I thought to myself: How could Liu Huifang not fall in love with him? A pretty boy, cultured. If I were a girl, I wouldn't choose Li Xuejian either. Actors determine their orientation in love, and women have always liked to love others; that's a maternal inheritance, that's what shows greatness.
One girl said, "Song Dacheng is so good, hardworking and capable, and he knows how to care for people." Another girl said, "But, would you fall in love with Song Dacheng? I don't think you would. Wang Husheng isn't that bad either; women love bad boys." The first girl asked, "What kind of man do you like?" The other girl said, "I like someone with talent, a bit romantic, and also has a masculine charm." The first girl said, "That's too general. I just think you're someone who dares to love and hate." The other girl laughed and said, "Who do you think I love?"
Listening to the students' argument, I wanted to quietly leave. The first girl recognized me immediately and greeted me, "Li Chao?" I said, "I don't know you." The first girl said, "I've seen you before, and I've read your poems. I'm a computer science student, my name is Li Hui."
A face that was sickeningly sweet yet innocently pitiful, sweet dimples, a sweet smile, sweet features. Innocent eyes, innocent features. No allure in her red lips, only the sound of bells between her pearly teeth.
Looking at Li Hui's outstretched hand, I hesitantly extended my still calloused hand and shook it, saying, "Hello." Li Hui said, "Your poems are really good."
I laughed and said, "They're all made up." Li Hui said, "Even if you make up poems like this, if you were serious, you'd devour all the girls in one go." I said, "If I write well, I can only eat meat, not girls."
Li Hui said shyly, "Girls are willing to be eaten by you." The last sound turned into a moan, which I couldn't hear anymore. Is this the sweetest and purest girl I thought she was?
Another girl laughed and said, "Li Hui, what are you doing, getting horny?" Li Hui said, "Go away, Little Dingdong." Little Dingdong said, "If you don't leave, we're leaving." Li Hui immediately said, "Let's go, let's go, let's talk another day, goodbye."
Little Dingdong smiled at me, the freckles on her face smiling brightly. I saw the surging waves under the snow-white neck. My growth.

12.
The surging waves under the lamplight of fantasy and reality immediately made me feel a sense of respect.
I was strangely filled with anticipation. A chance encounter quickly led me to fantasize about being in a turbulent sea.
The smooth, rounded shape, the deep ravine under the lamplight, captivated me. My gaze was like a hook, wanting to probe inside, yet afraid to hurt that fragile place.
The little tinkling object swayed left and right, displaying its alluring charm. Gradually, it became wet, slowly flowing with a sticky stream, mixing with the dim light, leaving me disoriented.
Yang Wei came to find me after watching the movie, and I asked, "What movie did you watch?" Yang Wei said, "Only Mother is Good in the World." I laughed and said, "That's irrelevant."
Yang Wei was very happy, with excitement still lingering on his face, and said with a smile, "I became a handkerchief, my clothes are completely wet." I said, "She must be a sentimental person."
Yang Wei, whether showing off or being proud, said in a very excited tone, "I finally held her hand." I jokingly said, "You didn't grab the wrong handkerchief in your haste, did you?" Yang Wei said, "That's okay, it's just a little over a minute anyway."
Seeing Yang Wei's excitement, I was happy for him too. This time, I finally beat him in the game. They say that you're lucky in love but unlucky in gambling, and it seems to have come true.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it was the annual campus chess competition.
Yang Wei signed me up, and I didn't find out until the competition started. I fought my way through the rounds, but still didn't make it into the top three, getting fourth place.
The competition was organized by the student council, so there wasn't a grand ceremony; the awards were given out immediately afterward.
The principal's assistant presented the champion's award, which went to Shi Lei, who was very proud. Waving the trophy, he seemed to be on the Olympic podium, and still received enthusiastic applause.
There were also prizes for fourth to sixth place, which surprised me; the fourth-place prize was 100 yuan. What surprised me most was that the prizes were presented by a student representative, and the student representative was none other than Chen Nan.
Chen Nan said, "Congratulations." I smiled wryly and said, "It's nothing, just a lucky guess." Chen Nan said, "You've already won a prize so early in your studies, that's amazing." I said, "I can treat you to a meal, there's a prize money." Chen Nan said somewhat awkwardly, "It might not be possible this week, my dad's coming to see me on Sunday. How about next week?"
Shi Lei walked over, beaming, and said, "You're pretty good, kid, but it's a pity we didn't run into each other." I smiled and said, "I'm no good, I'm just starting out. You're the teacher, I concede defeat."
Shi Lei pouted, but said, "Don't be modest, your teacher was the champion of the last competition, he didn't even register for you."
I retorted, smiling, "Otherwise, your championship might have been hard to come by."
Shi Lei looked arrogant, but still smiled and said, "Not necessarily, he was just lucky last time." I said, "But you got second place." Shi Lei's face darkened, and he said resentfully, "Let's play a game that day." I laughed. “No need, I won’t humiliate myself.”
Shi Lei pulled Chen Nan over and said to me, “Chen Nan will be the referee, let’s play a round.” I laughed and said, “I said I won’t humiliate myself, you should just be happy.”
Shi Lei seemed disappointed; it’s painful not to have an opponent, so he could only console himself by saying, “I really hope I get fourth place, then Chen Nan will give me an award.”
I laughed and said, “You really are a womanizer, I admire you.” Chen Nan laughed and hit me, saying, “You’re so annoying, don’t drag me into this.”
Seeing that Chen Nan was happy, Shi Lei immediately said, “I’ll treat you to a movie this week, as a way of returning the favor.” Chen Nan said, “No, I have something to do.” Shi Lei persisted, saying, “Then next week.” Chen Nan said, “We’ll see.”
During evening self-study, I usually go to the library. I love reading, and I read very quickly; I can finish a book of over 100,000 words in two days. Here, not only are there classic Chinese novels, but also world literature. Sitting in the library, I practically immerse myself in the worlds of Dumas, Shakespeare, and Tolstoy every day. I rejoice and weep with Marguerite Gautier, fight alongside the Three Musketeers, and wander the world with Don Quixote.
While I was still engrossed in the world of Jane Eyre, a note was slipped to me. I didn't even see who it was from. It read: "I'm waiting for you in the little garden."
A woman's handwriting, and a fragrance. I felt it was Chen Nan.
I quietly walked to the little garden, wanting to see what tricks Bai Ou was up to. Just as I reached the quiet stone path in the garden, a woman's scent wafted towards me, followed by a sweet kiss on my face.
Two soft breasts pressed tightly against my chest, and I was somewhat infatuated. An infatuation of someone not yet an adult, an infatuation of a 20-year-old full of youthful vigor. I held those two soft breasts tightly, afraid they would run away like a rabbit.
In an instant, I forgot everything. My mouth urgently searched for its target, and our tongues finally intertwined.
The other person wasn't shy at all, and went all out. The strawberry pieces trembled, and mine swelled up too.

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