Memories of youth

It was the last semester of my university years. I don't know which bastard I offended, but the department sent me to a research institute at a branch campus in the suburbs to do my thesis. It was over an hour's bike ride back to school. I was very unwilling, but I had no choice but to go. Ding Wei was sent there too. We were the only two in the whole department there; everyone else stayed at school.

It was just the two of us in the lab. We used to get along well, or rather, I got along well with all my classmates. But ever since she started dating Ma Qiang, we rarely saw each other. Now, we couldn't avoid each other.

Experiments were boring and time-consuming, often involving waiting for results. I've always been talkative, so I would chat with her, sometimes telling a couple of dirty jokes, kind of like teasing her.

There was a billiards club near the research institute, and I often went there to play. Once, she came with me and insisted that I teach her how to play. I'm happy to be a teacher, especially to a pretty girl.

It was already warm, and she was wearing very little. I was teaching her, and at first I didn't feel anything, but then I accidentally touched her breast with the back of my hand. It felt soft and bouncy. Since it was unintentional, she didn't say anything. I don't know why, but I kept touching it a few more times, intentionally or unintentionally. Her face turned a little red, and I knew I should be more discreet. When she bent over to hit the ball, my eyes were glued to the cleavage that was faintly visible through her neckline, and I couldn't look away.

From that day on, she began to haunt my mind, an image I couldn't shake.

Because we were going to ride our bikes back to school, I secretly punctured her tires. And just like that, she got on my bike. It was a journey of over an hour, and I was happy to give her a ride. Later, I often gave her rides, but back at school, she still belonged to Ma Qiang.

Several times on weekends, I deliberately messed up the experiments so we had to redo them, and she couldn't go back to date Ma Qiang.

I knew I wasn't a good person, and Ma Qiang was also my friend, even though he wasn't in our department, we always played basketball together. I wanted to escape, but I couldn't. I was in love.

Ding Wei was the same. At first, I deliberately messed up the experiment, but later I discovered she had secretly tampered with it too.

We loved to talk, about everything under the sun. But we didn't cross that line; on the surface, she was still Ma Qiang's girlfriend.

Time flew by, the experiment was almost over, and I knew she was leaving. I wanted to tell her I loved her, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. We started arguing. Once, she accidentally lost my sample, and I yelled at her. She just cried, silently, for a long time.

That night, I couldn't sleep.

On our last day in the lab, we both successfully received excellent comments on our papers from the professors at the research institute. We laughed happily in the lab, laughed wildly. It was all over, university was over too.

I mustered my courage, grabbed her, and kissed her fiercely. She struggled a few times, then gave up.

That night, I took her home.

We lay on the bed, and I gazed into her eyes; I saw myself reflected in them. She gently closed her eyes, and I gently kissed her. Starting from her forehead, down to her eyes, lips, earlobes, and delicate neck, I heard her panting as I unbuttoned her clothes.

Her skin was beautiful, slightly pink, smooth and tender. Her two white breasts weren't large, just large enough to be grasped in one hand, and her two delicate red nipples stood erect in my mouth. Her breathing quickened.

Her lower abdomen was flat, and as I tickled her waist, she laughed, a soft, bell-like sound.

When I pulled off her skirt, she struggled a little, but I was stronger. It wasn't my first time making love with a girl, but this time it was genuine.

I carefully parted her pubic hair, revealing the pink valley, and gently touched it; her body visibly trembled. I parted her gradually widening labia, found the hidden clitoris, and licked it, making it swell. She cried out, her body involuntarily twisting; she tried to push me away, or perhaps she was afraid I would leave.

I watched her overflowing with desire, listened to her faint moans. I looked up, back at her, her face flushed, her eyes alluring. I kissed her, she kissed me back, our tongues intertwined, our saliva mingling, and amidst her panting breaths, I thrust into her. I hadn't expected this to be her first time! I could feel her pain. I was careful, very gentle, until she nodded in acceptance, then I thrust forcefully.

That night, we didn't stop.

The next morning, I was awakened by the noise outside, and found my beloved gone, leaving only a note with lipstick marks.

"Tiger, I love you, but we can't be together. You know, I'm going back to Shanghai, and you'll be leaving China too. How can we be together? Tiger, I've given myself to you, as a memento of my love for you. Goodbye, Tiger." After that, we never saw each other again.

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