When I was young, I didn't understand women.

The introduction
discusses romantic relationships between boys and girls in school. Although everyone's experience is different, most have
unforgettable feelings. Falling in love with someone, feeling shy, captivated, and heartbroken for them is
an inevitable part of the growth process for young boys and girls. Even in their twilight years, recalling those past events
often leaves a lasting impression. Although it's all in the past and can never be revisited, the experiences of youth make them all the more precious—the kind of love between young boys and girls that is
free from worldly considerations, money, status, and family background is based on pure emotions, and therefore remains vivid in their memories even in old age. The protagonist of this story has reached the age of fifty, so his fondness for reminiscing about unforgettable past experiences can be considered a kind of historical inevitability. He was born in a coal mine, and when he turned seven, he entered the mine's affiliated school. Not long after he started elementary school, the Cultural Revolution broke out. The outbreak of the Cultural Revolution plunged the country into chaos. Schools across the country began to close for revolutionary activities. Older students , after criticizing the local capitalist roaders, went around making connections and going to Beijing to see Chairman Mao. Younger students played aimlessly at home, with no homework and no teachers. Later, although classes resumed for revolutionary activities, there was not much to learn in the classroom. Teachers from the Workers' Propaganda Team led everyone to study quotations, learn abacus, or go to the mountains to clear land and farm. So he had a lot of free time, and he would look for novels to read to relieve boredom. But over time, he became obsessed and often became so immersed in the works that he couldn't extricate himself. He would think that he was the protagonist in the book, rejoicing for the male protagonist's happiness and sorrow, dancing with joy shedding tears for the male protagonist's tragic experiences. His love for literature and art not only made his writing more fluent, and his essays were often read aloud by the teacher as model texts, but also made him more sentimental and mature beyond a premature understanding of the world. That year, he was actually preparing to enter fifth grade. On the first day of school, his original homeroom teacher stopped teaching them because they were being reorganized. All the students who had just moved up from fourth grade were being reassigned according to the school's plan. Many students had to repeat a grade due to poor grades, and a newly recruited class was also being added. Therefore, the entire grade's classes were disrupted. For him, being in a particular class was generally unimportant, but this reorganization brought him unexpected good fortune. A girl who had previously been in the same grade but a different class happened to be in his class this time. This female classmate was beautiful , with delicate features, large eyes, a high nose bridge, a pretty oval face with a rosy glow, and a charming double chin. She was slender with rounded shoulders, and her every move exuded the elegance of a well- bred young lady. She dressed fashionably, often wearing buttoned cloth shoes. She was quite famous throughout the grade, widely considered the most beautiful girl. Imagine, a phoenix among chickens—what would that feel like? This was the status this girl currently held. Her name was Wang Ruhua. Before he had even gotten to know his new classmates, the teacher began grouping students and arranging seats. He was in group four, while Wang Ruhua was in the same group, two desks apart. For some reason, the boundaries between male and female students were quite strict back then. Even in the same class, boys usually played with boys and girls with girls. Boys and girls generally didn't talk to each other. If someone spoke more than a word to someone of the opposite sex, they would be teased by their classmates. Male and female students basically went their separate ways and ignored each other. If a boy and girl sat at the same desk, there would be a clear line drawn in the center of the desk, and no one could cross it. If someone unintentionally "invaded" the other's territory, it would result in a quarrel at best, and a fight at worst. Only a few class committee members and group leaders would approach the opposite sex for work purposes, but that was it, and they wouldn't dare to linger. Wang Ruhua didn't hold any official position; instead, he became the group leader, responsible for collecting and distributing the students' homework and arranging cleaning duties. During his fifth grade, Wang Ruhua encountered an incident. The incident began when her deskmate— a mischievous boy—bumped into her. She went home and told her father, who, as a section chief , stormed to the school. The school principal personally accompanied him to the classroom, where the unfortunate boy was slapped twice , his dark face covered in red and white finger marks. The boy, who usually swaggered around in class because he had learned a few martial arts techniques, now had to lower his proud head under even greater power, tears welling in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, fifth grade ended, followed by the entrance exams. Luckily, he entered junior . Coincidentally, Wang Ruhua was also in his class; and when the teacher arranged the seating, she unintentionally paired him with Wang Ruhua, making them deskmates. Other boys were envious, constantly bringing him up—who wouldn't want to study alongside a beautiful girl? He hurriedly explained that he had nothing to do with Wang Ruhua, but secretly he was pleased. Although he didn't have any other thoughts about Wang Ruhua, the attraction between opposite sexes, especially to beautiful women, was something no one could resist . At this time, most of the students were between twelve and thirteen years old, and the differences between boys and girls were beginning to emerge . Some of the girls' breasts were starting to develop slightly, and their small waists and hips showed off their unique curves; most of the boys were still in a state of confusion and didn't understand much. Influenced by literature, he also began to pay attention to the girls in his class. After careful consideration found some beauties, and the most beautiful of them all was his beautiful deskmate—Wang Ruhua. The junior high curriculum was different from elementary school, with many new elements; the learning methods were also very different, but he didn't notice this. Worse still, he paid special attention to Wang Ruhua's every move: observing her every action, savoring her every smile and frown. He loved listening to her sweet, melodious voice , the gentle, sweet tones of her singing, the way she squinted at people, and the way she softly...

He could smell the delicate fragrance emanating from her…
He didn't know why, but sometimes when he accidentally bumped into Wang Ruhua on the street, his heart would pound, his face
would inexplicably turn red, he would break out in a sweat, and he would stammer incoherently, his voice involuntarily rising
an octave. But if he didn't see Wang Ruhua that day, he would lose his appetite. In this way, Wang Ruhua
occupied his entire heart and filled his entire mind. He couldn't tell his other classmates about
what , so he kept it to himself.
Of course, this big-eyed female classmate had no idea what the boy was thinking and continued to act as
usual .
His grades gradually declined, but he remained oblivious, only wondering why he couldn't solve the equations the math
teacher taught. To avoid being ridiculed by the math teacher, he started copying
his classmates' homework. By the end of the first semester of junior high, although his Chinese was still among the best in the entire grade, he still
had several subjects that didn't reach 60 points, including the main subjects of math and physics.
Perhaps the teacher noticed his situation, because in the second semester of seventh grade, Wang Ruhua was moved to another
group , saying that two good students couldn't sit together, and a new girl was assigned to be his deskmate.
He watched helplessly as his beautiful deskmate left, feeling a deep sense of loss for the first time.
So, he subtly inquired about Wang Ruhua's home address from other classmates. After getting the exact address
, he secretly went to her neighborhood before and after school, suppressing his pounding heart, hoping for a chance
to "bump into" her. While doing his homework, he filled his draft paper with Wang Ruhua's name, then crumpled it up;
once, almost inexplicably, he carved her name on the bamboo planted in front of his house.
This new deskmate had been in the same class as him before, studying together since first grade. Her
full name was Li Cuixian. Perhaps because her family was poor, she usually wore old clothes with many patches. Her clothes used to
be blue, but later the color was indistinguishable, and she often had a strange and unpleasant smell. Li
Cuixian 's hair was yellow and black, and her broad face was sallow and thin. It was said that her father was the only one in her family
who worked as a laborer to earn money. There were five children in the family, and they also had to support two elderly people back in their hometown. Her mother worked in the family production team, carrying
manure , and could not take care of the family. Therefore, Li Cuixian had to cook and wash vegetables every day after school, and she was also busy on Sundays, having to
go up the mountain to carry firewood. At the same time, her academic performance was not very good, and she was not outstanding in the class. Therefore, no
one in the class looked up to her, and she always kept to herself and had no friends. Over time, her classmates
secretly gave her a nickname - Ugly Monster.
Now things were really messed up. His deskmate had changed, and to see his former beautiful deskmate studying, he had to turn around. But
turning around too often would get him caught and ridiculed, which he didn't want. So he could only sneak
peeks out of the corner of his eye, while Wang Ruhua remained oblivious to being spied on.
His grades slowly improved again, and the teacher assigned him the task of tutoring Li
Cuixian .
He was quite impatient. Especially since some of the boys kept teasing him, saying that the teacher had found him a little
wife, so he felt annoyed whenever he saw her and often rushed through tutoring sessions. She, on the other hand, didn't seem to care and
often cast envious glances at him; to be fair, he was quite handsome and had a rather
dashing appearance.
A few days into the second year of junior high, the teacher led the whole class to clear land and plant crops, saying it was in response to the "May Seventh" call.
Actually, the school had already started clearing land when they were in elementary school. This time, they
distributed the cleared land to older students for planting. This was partly in response to a call to action, and partly to solve some vegetable supply
problems . The money from selling the vegetables could also be used as class funds to cover the students' tuition and fees, even though the tuition and fees were not high,
only five or six yuan per semester.
Each student was assigned a plot of land. Li Cuixian's plot was right next to his. When digging and watering, he
was small and weak, and the tools like the hoe were not easy for him to handle. He couldn't dig much for a long time,
which made the other students laugh at him. But Li Cuixian was different. After finishing her own work, she came to help him.
Many people may have noticed this: around the age of thirteen or fourteen, an interesting phenomenon
emerges : girls are generally half a head taller than boys, and their bodies
become much fuller—their breasts begin to heal, their thighs become slender and long, and their buttocks swell,
like "a sudden spring breeze bringing forth thousands of pear blossoms." Boys, on the other hand, still look like little children. Only
after they turn fifteen to seventeen do the girls' height advantage begin to be surpassed by the boys, who then
often surpass them.
At this time, Li Cuixian was plump and strong, easily handling tasks like digging and carrying water. He felt embarrassed
that a girl would help him with such rough work, so he blushed and declined.
But Li Cuixian was stubborn; she insisted that he help her with her studies, and therefore, she had to help him with physical labor. He tried to refuse,
but she said nothing and simply helped him dig.
He blushed and repeatedly thanked her. Li Cuixian also blushed, lowered her head, and focused on her work; her full breasts
trembled rhythmically with the work.
So, with the help of Li Cuixian, who was half a head taller than him, his field was quickly dug up. All he
could do was frantically look around to see if anyone knew about this embarrassing scene.
Because of Li Cuixian's frequent help, his field produced tender cabbages, among the best in
the class . The teacher praised and affirmed his achievements, and his
opinion of this classmate, nicknamed "Ugly Monster," changed. He developed some affection for her; she was no longer so ugly. He was willing
to help her with her studies, and they gradually talked more. As a result, his classmates
began to mock him, calling him a traitor among the boys.
The ice between the boys and girls in the class was broken by a heavy snowfall.
A heavy snowfall quietly arrived when no one was paying attention. That evening, he went to school for evening self-study as usual.
Because it was cloudy and raining, there were not many people in the classroom. After finishing the exercises assigned by the teacher,
there were not many students left. So, he packed his schoolbag and went home. When he got home, he found that the lights were not on. There was a power outage. He
wiped himself down and went to bed. When it was almost dawn the next day, he was awakened by the urge to urinate. When he opened the door,
he found that he was already on the roof and there was a thick layer of snow on the trees.
When they arrived at school, the students were already there, excitedly chatting. Many students had brought snow into the classroom using various
tools , their hands red from the cold, but they were all having a great time.
The morning exercises were cancelled, so instead, the students split into several groups and started snowball fights
. Even the usually shy girls joined in, in addition to the boys.
When the bell rang, the students reluctantly returned to their classrooms,
still carrying snowballs, ready to attack each other unexpectedly.
The funniest thing was Wang Ruhua, who threw a snowball at someone and then quickly crouched down to avoid
their gaze. He saw through Wang Ruhua's trick and deliberately threw snowballs at her until she blushed and
waved her hands in surrender.
The snowball fight increased the topics of conversation between the boys and girls, and started a new chapter in their interactions.
He had more and more contact with female classmates. The most unforgettable moment was during a break between classes when
Wang Ruhua and a girl named Xu Yunxian were playfully fighting. They were pulling and tugging
at each other when he happened to pass by. Xu was pressing closer, and Wang kept backing away until she was in his
arms. Just as the beautiful
classmate raised hands touched Wang Ruhua's waist; he felt her softness—a truly blissful moment.
Wang Ruhua, startled by the sudden push, turned around and saw it was him, blushing with embarrassment. Xu Yunxian,
seeing , covered her mouth and laughed uncontrollably. Even that evening, when washing his face, he didn't want to wash his hands, afraid of washing away that feeling
.
One day, during his day off, his mother asked him to queue for meat. Unfortunately, there was very little pork that day, and everyone was anxious
, fearing they wouldn't get any. They crowded around the meat window, and he, being small, couldn't squeeze through.
Just as he was struggling with his decision, he unexpectedly saw his deskmate, Li Cuixian.
"Oh, you're here to buy meat too?" Li Cuixian greeted him.
"Yes, you're here too?"
"Yeah, why aren't you going in?"
"There are too many people, I want to wait a while."
"If you wait any longer, all the good meat will be sold out." Back then, the standard for good meat was fatty meat; lean meat was generally unwanted
.
"How about this, you go first, I'll push you in, and then I'll go in too, we'll buy together."
"Okay," he agreed. They could render some lard from the fatty meat, and the remaining meat could be made into
braised pork stewed pork belly, and so on.
So, he went first, and Li Cuixian followed behind, pushing him forward with her hands. They were like a tank clearing a
path , pushing aside others until they reached the meat window.
At the window, due to the crowd, Li Cuixian's breasts pressed tightly against his back, allowing him to clearly
feel the elasticity of his female classmate's two mounds of flesh. He blushed instantly, but pretended not to notice anything.
For some reason, after entering the second year of junior high school, Wang Ruhua gradually declined.
Many unassuming little sprouts grew branches and blossomed, blossoming into
beautiful flowers, while the once-beautiful Wang Ruhua paled in comparison.
One day during recess, a male classmate said he saw Wang Ruhua swimming at the reservoir on Sunday.
Nowadays, women usually wear swimsuits; but back then, they didn't, so most
girls wore tank tops or similar garments. However, he saw Wang Ruhua swimming wearing only her underwear
. This remark caused everyone to laugh, and he was also somewhat curious.
A few days later, the teacher announced that on Saturday, the school would organize the third-year students
to work , specifically helping to harvest corn. In addition to the labor, each student was required to submit an essay, emphasizing
the importance of observation and safety during the work.
Saturday arrived, and after everyone gathered at 7:30 am, they walked four kilometers to a farm
to work.
The May Seventh Cadre School, also known as the May Seventh Farm, was a base for the mine to conduct labor training for capitalist roaders. The base
had dormitories, a canteen, a library, and even horizontal bars, parallel bars, basketball and volleyball courts. The auditorium could seat over 500
people . More remarkably, it was adjacent to a lake, about 50 acres in size
, teeming with fish and shrimp, its clear water serving as one of the mine's drinking water sources.
The morning's labor ended at 11:30 am, and the students rushed to the farm's canteen for lunch.
Suddenly , someone noticed people swimming in the clear lake. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be several
male and female students splashing around. Looking even closer, oh my god, Wang Ruhua was among them, her snow-white flesh
exposed . Except for her underwear, her upper body was completely naked, and
the beautiful curves of a typical female student's chest were almost nowhere to be seen. Everyone was stunned.
Logically speaking, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl's breasts should have developed, and she would be too embarrassed to be naked in
front of , even if he is her father. But Wang Ruhua's behavior...
The male and female students who had gone swimming returned one after another. They were probably already hungry. Taking advantage of their mealtime,
someone mocked the boy who had led Wang Ruhua and the others for peeping at Wang Ruhua's breasts. The boy, blushing,
retorted, "Only a pervert would look at someone's breasts." Then, unable to contain himself, he whispered, "Wang Ruhua
doesn't have breasts." Everyone who heard this was stunned.
One evening during self-study, when the teacher wasn't in the classroom, Wang Ruhua went to sit
in the seat behind a girl named Zhong Ping. The two chattered incessantly. Zhong Ping teased Wang Ruhua about her "bulging breasts." Indeed, while almost
all the girls' breasts were developing, there was still a girl who didn't have breasts, and this
girl had even been the class beauty queen, which was quite unbelievable.
Meanwhile, Li Cuixian, who used to be called "ugly," had exceptionally large breasts. That day,
the homeroom teacher asked several class committee members to carry desks. He had already been appointed as the "academic representative," and Wang Ruhua was
the arts and culture representative. Carrying desks meant writing comments for the whole class. When he went to carry the desks, he saw that Li Cuixian
hadn't gone home yet. She smiled and, swaying her two prominent breasts, also helped with the effort. Seeing Li Cuixian like this, and then
looking at Wang Ruhua's flat chest, he was momentarily stunned.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, they completed their three years of junior high school and faced the final exams.
With his help, Li Cuixian also passed the exams smoothly and received her graduation certificate.
On the eve of their graduation, the school made arrangements for their graduating class: either continue their studies or
go to the countryside.
Students in each class made their choices based on their family circumstances and their parents' wishes. His
parents wanted him to continue high school, so he had no objections.
His deskmate, Li Cuixian, told him she was going to the countryside.
One day, Li Cuixian came to find him, saying her parents wanted to invite him to their home. He was a little surprised; it was the first
time someone had invited him, and it was quite novel. Therefore, after getting his parents' permission, he went
to Li Cuixian's house.
After touring her house, Li Cuixian said to him, "You play, I'm going to take a bath." She said with a smile.
"You silly girl, you don't even spend time with your classmate when they come over. Why take a bath? Why not take a bath
now?" her father complained.
Seeing his daughter's displeased expression, he joked, "Come on, don't mind her, let's
play chess."
So, he and Li Cuixian's father set up their pieces and played chess on the Chu River and Han Border with great enthusiasm, until Li Cuixian
's mother came home from work. Only then did the two reluctantly put away the chessboard, and by then Li Cuixian had also returned from her bath
.
After her bath, Li Cuixian was completely different from usual. A blush rose on her smooth face, revealing
a touch of girlish charm. A wisp of wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, with a single curl clinging
to her forehead, adding to her allure. Li Cuixian's breasts were high and firm,
stretching taut. Her two round, full breasts revealed their girlish shape beneath the shirt, rippled with
her movements, creating sensual waves. The thin fabric revealed not only her flesh but also the faint outline of
dark, round , with small protrusions at the highest points of her breasts. Looking at his former classmate, he couldn't help but
think, "The ancients said: 'No woman is ugly at sixteen,' how true that is."
"Dinner's ready!" Li Cuixian's mother called out.
Li's mother was about thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, also quite plump, her large, full breasts trembling on
her chest , the nipples clearly visible beneath her clothes. Although her skin wasn't very fair, it had
a tanned dark brown from the sun, with a rosy undertone to her complexion, and a thick chin that was divided into two layers. Li Cuixian bore a striking resemblance to
her.
On the small dining table were several dishes: a plate of scrambled eggs with chives, a plate of peanuts,
a plate of salted duck eggs, a plate of fried small fish, and a large bowl of steaming vegetable and tofu soup. The red, yellow, white, and green colors were vibrant and very
tempting. Four people sat around the table. Li Cuixian's younger siblings held bowls to one side, while he and Li
Cuixian 's father faced each other, and Li Cuixian and her mother kept them company.
"Come on, let's drink!" Her father took out a large bottle of liquor.
"Thank you, I don't drink," he politely declined.
“Hey, a real man, traveling all over the country, how can he not drink? Come on, let’s have a few drinks today, you and
I. To be honest, we haven’t had a drink in a long time. Before, your aunt
would stop us whenever we drank. We’re so happy you’re here today. When you’re happy, you should do happy things, and drinking is
something to do when you’re happy. It can make you even happier.” Saying this, she poured him a full glass and then
filled her own.
In a very intimate atmosphere, dinner began.
“There’s no food, just have some.” Li’s mother said politely, putting a piece of food on his plate.
“This is very good, so plentiful.” He said, tasting Li’s mother’s cooking: “Mmm, not bad,
it tastes really good, even better than my mom’s.”
Hearing the praise, Li’s mother smiled: “If you like it, eat more; it’s a pity we’re out of meat coupons this month, otherwise,
I would make braised pork for you.”
“My mom’s braised pork is so delicious, there’s never enough.” Li Cuixian chimed in.
"My older sister is the biggest glutton. She sneaks a bite of the braised pork before it's even cooked, and my mom's scolded her several times," Li
Cuixian's little sister said, shaking her head and giggling.
"Would you die if you didn't talk?" Li Cuixian blushed and playfully slapped her sister.
"Alright, alright, we have guests here, and you're still fooling around," Li's father scolded, then turned to
him and said, "Come on, let's drink, don't mind them." He took a big gulp.
He carefully sipped, and the bitter, spicy taste rushed into
his stomach, quite intense, like a flame burning inside. But then, a sweet aftertaste filled his mouth, and he
let out a satisfying burp.
The meal lasted two hours, until Li Cuixian's father's bottle was empty.
After drinking, most people are talkative, and the group chatted for a long time before finally ending dinner. Li Cuixian
's family thanked him for his help over the years. Li Cuixian was actually half a year older than him, so they were now like
brother and sister. They told him to come over anytime.
He never drank, but after being given two drinks, he became dizzy and staggered. Li Cuixian's
father, seeing this, laughed heartily. He instructed Li Cuixian, "Go and see your classmate off. Make sure
he gets home safely and is handed over to his mother. Nothing can go wrong on the way."
It was getting dark, and the streetlights were few and some were broken, making the road pitch black.
Li Cuixian, afraid he would fall, reached out her soft little hand and took his. The two walked slowly hand in hand.
Perhaps because of the alcohol, his body felt weak, yet he was also hot all over, especially his head, which
was , and his face was burning. His steps were unsteady. Seeing this, Li Cuixian could only put his hand
on her shoulder and half-support him as they moved forward. At this moment, Li Cuixian was a full half-head shorter than him,
but fortunately, she was strong enough to support his weight.
He put his arm around his female classmate's full shoulders, inhaling the unique fragrance of youth emanating from her, and
his penis involuntarily hardened, pressing tightly against his underwear. He took difficult steps;
was he drunk? Was he drunk on his body or the alcohol?
Walking quickly or slowly, they finally reached his doorstep.
After they stopped in the shadows, Li Cuixian said she wanted to knock and call his family out, but he refused.
Staring at Li Cuixian's flushed face, he boldly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into his arms. At first, she
tried to pull away, her face turning even redder, her head lowered, her eyes avoiding his gaze. This only fueled his excitement.
He pulled her into his arms, holding Li Cuixian's voluptuous body tightly, pressing her high, firm
breasts against his chest, while simultaneously pressing his erect penis against her soft abdomen.
Li Cuixian stopped struggling, wrapping her arms around his waist, quietly enjoying
the warmth from his touch. After a while, his hand moved down to Li Cuixian's full, elastic, round
buttocks , kneading them vigorously.
Low, panting breaths escaped Li Cuixian's lips; her face was flushed, as if she were drunk, and
she buried her face in his chest, silently letting him do as he pleased, only tightly holding his waist.
His hand moved again to Li Cuixian's breasts, kneading those two long-desired areas for a while,
then lifted her bra and felt her round, large breasts, feeling the nipples already erect.
Under his teasing, Li Cuixian had lost herself in passion, moaning and writhing.
He impatiently reached between her legs, groping haphazardly. There, her breasts were plump and soft, like freshly
steamed buns, warm and moist. Just then,
a cough came from nearby. Li Cuixian woke with a start, quickly pushing his hand away. Under the cover of darkness, she straightened her crumpled
clothes; thankfully, no one had seen her.
He had no idea how he got home or into bed until he woke up the next day, opened his eyes, and saw his mother,
realizing he had fallen asleep in his small bed at home. His mother complained, "Can't you drink? What are you doing?
Look at you changed into yesterday, they're all dirty."
He felt a splitting headache, his stomach numb, as if it didn't exist. He drank a few sips of water and
drifted back to sleep.
When he woke up again, everything was quiet. Looking at the clock, he realized it was already past two in the afternoon. The house
was quiet; his parents had gone to work. He felt weak all over, his stomach felt fine, and he just wanted to stay in
bed
, unwilling to move. But his mind was racing, and he couldn't help but recall his visit to Li Cuixian's house yesterday. He thought of Li Cuixian's two large, full breasts, her rosy cheeks, and her voluptuous body.
What would it feel like to touch them? As he thought about it, his penis hardened, and involuntarily, his hand reached
down and squeezed his hardened penis.
Just as he was indulging in this, there was a knock at the door.
He was startled: "Who is it?"
A woman's voice answered, "It's me."
Hearing this, he became excited, jumped out of bed, and opened the door.
"Oh, you've come! Please come in!"
"I came to see you," Li Cuixian said.
Li Cuixian was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, only her long hair was tied back with a rubber band, making
her look quite energetic. Perhaps she had walked too fast, as her broad forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and
her cheeks were flushed.
"You look so beautiful today!" He stared at Li Cuixian's full breasts, swallowed hard, and sincerely praised her.
"You just realized that?" Li Cuixian pouted, looking disdainful.
Looking at his former deskmate, whom he had called "ugly duckling" so many times, now so charming, so
full of girlish allure, he boldly reached out and pulled her hand. Her face flushed, she pushed his outstretched hand away,
and sat down with him on the edge of the bed, her head lowered.
The room fell silent for a long time.
After a pause, Li Cuixian broke the silence: "You drank too much yesterday
, didn't you?" "Yeah, I don't even know how I got back."
"Oh..." Li Cuixian hesitated, then asked, "So you don't know how you got back last night?"
"Yeah, by the time I realized what was happening, I was already in bed."
"So...so you don't remember anything that happened last night?"
"What happened last night?" he asked, surprised.
"You..." Recalling that embarrassing scene from last night, Li Cuixian's face flushed.
Even while still in bed thinking about Li Cuixian, his penis had already become erect; the moment Li Cuixian entered the room,
his heart pounded wildly. The presence of a young girl in the room, the youthful energy she brought,
the faint fragrance she carried, had already made him ecstatic. Looking at the shy Li Cuixian, this former
ugly duckling, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. The ugly duckling turning into a swan wasn't just a myth.
"You really don't understand what happened last night?" Li Cuixian asked.
"I really don't know!" he swore.
"Oh, you don't know? Never mind," Li Cuixian murmured.
"Let me pour you a glass of water. Look at me, you've been here all this time and I haven't even done you a favor." He
poured her a glass of cool water. As they took the glass, their hands touched, and suddenly, as if electrocuted
, they both trembled involuntarily.
Holding the glass, Li Cuixian took a sip, then lowered her head, looking thoughtful.
"Uh, when are you leaving?" he broke the silence.
"Around the end of the month."
"Can't you not go to the countryside? Don't you want to continue your studies?"
"You've seen my family's situation. So many younger siblings, my parents have to support them. If I go,
it'll be one less burden; besides, who doesn't want to study, but I'm not destined for it." Li Cuixian's eyes reddened
.
"Sigh, you," he shook his head helplessly.
"Alright, let's not talk about unhappy things today," Li Cuixian changed the subject.
"What should we talk about?" he asked.
"You all call me ugly behind my back,
don't you?" "How did you know?"
"I know everything. You're all bad people."
"How are we not good people?"
"Hmph, you boys are all so wicked. When you see a pretty girl, you fawn over her like dogs
; when you see an unattractive girl, you laugh at her and mock her behind her back. Tell me, isn't that right?"
"How dare we?" he retorted stubbornly.
Li Cuixian said, "Hmph, I know. So what if they're pretty? What's
so ? Actually, you probably don't know, but Wang Ruhua and the others aren't even as pretty as me. It's strange,
why do you like Wang Ruhua and the others so much? Let me tell you, you'll know what a real woman is later
."
"Oh." He seemed thoughtful, then changed the subject: "You're going to the countryside, so we won't have many chances to meet anymore."
"Will you miss me?" she asked boldly, looking at her former deskmate.
"Yes."
"Hmph, maybe you're just saying that."
"Really, I'll miss you, you ugly thing!" He laughed heartily.
"You..." Li Cuixian blushed, clenching her fleshy fists and hitting him. "Haha. Ouch, ouch, stop hitting me, I surrender." He begged for mercy, watching Li Cuixian's large breasts sway
with her movements. "Hmph, I'll beat you to death." Li Cuixian puffed out her full chest, looking annoyed. "Okay, stop fooling around." he said. "If we don't fool around today, we won't have another chance; I say, old classmate, what do you think of me?" "Very good." "Don't you want to say something?" she asked, blushing. "What should I say?" he asked, looking confused. "I said, we won't be able to see each other often anymore." He stared at Li Cuixian, looking utterly bewildered. "Okay, I'll tell you everything today. It'll make me feel better." "Go ahead, go ahead!" he encouraged. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I've liked you for a long time," she murmured. "What? You...really? How come I didn't know?" he exclaimed in surprise. "Hmph, your heart has long been with Wang Ruhua and the others, how could you possibly be interested in anyone else?" "You're talking nonsense." "I'm not talking nonsense. Tell me, you used to secretly look at Wang Ruhua all day long, pretending no one knew." "Oh." Now it was his turn to be surprised: "How did you know?" "Hmph, not only did I know, most of the classmates knew." "Then—" he blushed. "Don't worry, it's just the two of us now, that's why I'm saying this. Actually, I'm the one who likes you the most." With that, she hugged him tightly, boldly pressing her ample breasts against his shoulder. He was stunned. Could such a thing really happen in the world? No way, how could she be so casual? As he was filled with trepidation, Li Cuixian spoke: "I'm leaving soon. Before I go, I want to give my body to the person I love most in this life. Come on, be with me." She closed her eyes. Looking at his old classmate, and hearing the words of a young girl, he couldn't help but soften. Was his heart too hard? He shook his head. So, why didn't he appreciate this from a girl? Why did he still put on airs and act so arrogantly? He couldn't find the answer. Just as he was caught in this dilemma, Li Cuixian unbuttoned her clothes and lifted her tank top. Instantly, two round, snow-white breasts sprang out, trembling on her chest. Li Cuixian's breasts were exceptionally beautiful, almost like works of art: the white nipples were snow-white and tender, with pale blue veins clearly visible beneath the thin skin; a pink areola, about the size of an old copper coin ; in the center was a small, pink nipple, about the size of a soybean, proudly standing erect on the nipple; Li Cuixian's breasts were as large as basketballs, and even without any support, they stood high and perky, like peaches just picked from a tree, incredibly fresh and tender. And so, she closed her eyes, letting her clothes be exposed, letting him admire her. Facing Li Cuixian, whom he had just been fantasizing about, now automatically placed herself in his arms, he felt a surge of desire. He reached out and pulled her body closer; it was so voluptuous, warm to the touch. He felt his penis growing increasingly swollen, the head itching unbearably. Looking at her, her eyes half-closed, she seemed utterly submissive . He tightened his embrace, and she nestled against him, bringing with her an indescribable, delicate fragrance. Then, she closed her eyes slightly, pouting her bright red lips and offering them to him. Faced with her alluring, tender beauty, he lowered his head and pressed his lips to her soft ones. After waiting for a while without seeing his next move, Li Cuixian opened her eyes. Seeing him motionless with his lips pressed against hers, she chuckled. After laughing, she hooked her arm around his neck and pressed her small mouth against his lips, giving him a quick kiss. Then she laughed and said, "You know how now, right?" Poor him, all his life, he hadn't even known how to kiss, let alone anything else. Although he loved reading, and foreign novels were full of descriptions of kissing, books were books, and reality was reality; what he didn't know, he still didn't know. He thought kissing was simply pressing his lips against the other person's , and the dictionary definition of kissing was—pressing lips against each other's lips to express affection. He thought he was doing nothing wrong. Li Cuixian slipped her thick tongue into his mouth, playfully teasing his tongue from time to time, a new kind of stimulation sending shivers down his spine. He fiercely sucked on Li Cuixian's tongue, sucking hard. Li Cuixian 's tongue was soft, sweet, and sticky. As he sucked on it, Li Cuixian closed her beautiful eyes, panting heavily through her nose. Saliva welled up in his mouth, which he swallowed. A surge of masculine urge compelled him to insert his own tongue into Li Cuixian's mouth, mimicking her actions and stirring it around until her mouth was filled with sweet saliva. Li Cuixian smiled slightly and transferred her saliva into his mouth. They continued to savor each other's sweet saliva. He was deeply shocked. How could he have never known such amusing things? Although he had read many books, the ancients had said, "Read a thousand books and travel ten thousand miles," which was truly wise. He felt that meeting Li Cuixian was incredibly lucky. He regretted not noticing this unassuming classmate sooner. But such encounters were rare and precious; he should cherish the present moment. Thinking of this, his lips continued kissing, while his right hand reached for Li Cuixian's high, firm breasts , kneading them passionately. A different sensation enveloped him: Li Cuixian's breasts were so soft, yet firm within their softness; when his hand released them, they returned to their original shape. He had never touched anything so wonderful before; he truly was lucky. Under his caresses, Li Cuixian's nipples stood erect atop her breasts, the sensation even more exquisite.

Li Cuixian was panting heavily, her round face flushed, and her body limp as she lay
on the bed .
Even as Li Cuixian pressed her breasts against his shoulder, his
penis become erect. Seeing her large, real breasts only fueled his
desire. The allure of a young woman's body was irresistible; to resist would be insane. Besides, his young body was perfectly healthy;
what suppressed him was merely psychological. Li Cuixian had explained that this meeting was simply her way of making him
repay his past debts, nothing more. With such a tempting offer,
he did
n't hesitate. He plopped down on the small bed, wrapped one arm around Li Cuixian's neck, and placed the other on her firm breasts, instinctively kneading them.
Kneading Li Cuixian's two large, white breasts, he trembled with excitement. What
beautiful ! So full, so soft, so elastic,
trembling with his caresses. Two rosy nipples, small and vibrant, proudly stood atop the jade peaks, not wanting to be left out.
Looking at the pretty faces of the nipples, he playfully flicked them with his fingers. With his touch,
the nipples slowly hardened and grew much larger. He bent down and took one of Li Cuixian's
nipples , sucking on it with relish. His hands moved to her waist, unbuttoning her trousers on the side
. After removing Li Cuixian's outer pants, she was left with only a pair of blue floral shorts. The bottom of the shorts
was already soaked; the wide leg openings revealed a glimpse of her fair skin. To
see what was inside, he continued to pull down Li Cuixian's underwear.
When he parted Li Cuixian's thighs, the moment that would make one's nose bleed arrived.
What came into view was a towering, pinkish-red bun covered with a few
fine, wispy hairs curling haphazardly at the top of the skin and flesh. A slit ran down the center, now
split open, revealing a bright red crevice beneath two thick, tender red slices of meat. At
the top of each slice was a small, peanut-sized lump of meat, gleaming with a vibrant ruby color. He
parted the two slices, revealing the deep entrance to a hidden paradise. The entrance was deep red, from which
a clear spring gurgled, wetting the surrounding area. The bun looked moist and
slippery . A fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted continuously from the entrance, enticing
him to linger and inhale deeply, causing his penis to grow even larger.
He was panting heavily, frantically pulling down his pants. Then, his erect
penis thrust towards Li Cuixian's crotch like Zhang Fei's spear.
His penis pressed against the center of Li Cuixian's rosy labia, and immediately, a hot sensation made it
even harder, but it felt like hitting a wall, an insurmountable, solid wall.
"Ouch," Li Cuixian moaned softly, her face flushed.
He stopped his thrusting, looking at their point of contact. His penis was pressed against Li Cuixian's
labia majora, veins bulging, unable to go any further. He pulled back slightly, then thrust forward again.
"Ouch," Li Cuixian moaned once more.
Now it was his turn to sweat. This wasn't going to be easy. Just as he was lost in thought, Li Cuixian
chuckled. She opened her beautiful eyes, looked at her beloved classmate lying on top of her, and shyly
reached out her delicate white hand, grasped his penis, and pressed it against the entrance of her vagina. Then she wrapped
her arms around his waist and pulled him closer.
With Li Cuixian's help, the head of his penis sank into a warm place, filled with passion and
heat. The intense stimulation made his penis head itch, so he pressed on and inserted his entire penis
into that deep vagina.
"Ouch, be gentle," Li Cuixian groaned in pain.
"Oh—"
He then realized that a girl's first time involved breaking her hymen, commonly known as losing her virginity.
But his impulse compelled him to pull his penis out after inserting it, and then insert it again.
Li Cuixian's vagina was very tight, so tight that it gripped his penis. His penis was completely surrounded by the vaginal walls,
and the heat inside, almost like a hot spring, made it grow even thicker. His glans became increasingly itchy, and he
increased the speed of his thrusting. After only a few thrusts, his penis uncontrollably ejaculated.
After ejaculating, with a "pop," he pulled out his penis, collapsing weakly onto
the small bed, panting heavily. A white and red
viscous .
Li Cuixian lay there for a while, then took out a small handkerchief from her pocket,
hastily her genitals, turned over, and carefully wiped his limp penis. Then, she tossed the handkerchief aside,
fondling it with affection, before sticking out her tongue to lick it, then taking it into her mouth like an ice pop, sucking
hard .
He was taken aback; there was such a way to play! But under her sucking, his penis
became . As it rose, his male desire to conquer surged through his body once more. He rolled over,
his erect penis facing Li Cuixian. Li Cuixian smiled slightly and lay down on the bed, her
legs to welcome his next assault.
The second battle was exceptionally fierce and lasted longer than the first, until he ejaculated
again , only then collapsing wearily onto the bed.
Time flowed quietly, and before they knew it, two hours had passed quickly. After they had recovered
their strength embraced each other and kissed tenderly. His hands roamed freely over the girl's body
, exploring her smooth, plump form. His penis, touched by his hands, became erect and
swollen . He held the girl's large buttocks, letting his penis rest comfortably between Li Cuixian's labia majora. Then,
his hands began to caress and knead Li Cuixian's buttocks.
Li Cuixian's buttocks were white and large, round and plump like a drum, and felt wonderful to the touch. As he
caressed and kneaded them, she let out an uncontrollable moan. Her moans aroused his penis to once again
enter her paradise. By this time, having already experienced two baptisms of passion, he was already quite adept at thrusting.
Beyond the literal meaning of sexual intercourse, he devised a plan. He took her hand, made her kneel on the bed with her back to him,
and then raised her buttocks.
As her buttocks lifted, a small, rosy opening could be seen,
from which a clear, captivating spring still gurgled. Gazing at Li Cuixian's alluring
body, he raised his penis and pressed it tightly against her entrance. With a forceful thrust, and with a soft "squeak,"
his entered that blessed land, receiving yet another baptism.
The intense, chaotic battle finally came to an end. They were both somewhat exhausted. He held Li Cuixian's
high firm breasts against his chest, and they embraced, relaxing their bodies, letting time
flow by in blissful ease.

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