Senior's girlfriend

(Part 1)

Chapter 1: I'm a Fool, Living in the Truman Show, Surrounded by Beautiful Lies "Hello~~ Is this Senior Yunyan? Yes...yes, it's me, Zhao Xinhong. I'm moving in today. Ah~~ no need to bother, I don't have much luggage, and my classmate will help me. Okay, okay, see you later, bye-bye." I hung up the Line call, and the person in the passenger seat turned around and teased:

"Ah~~ poor thing, everyone else rents family-style houses, with their own rooms where they can do whatever they want, and they can even bring girls back for fun~~ but our Brother Hong bumped his head and ended up sharing a double suite with a clean-cut senior, I'm dying of laughter, hahahahaha." "What the hell, what's going on, you bastard." I kicked the front seat hard, and the person in the front seat didn't stop laughing but laughed even more exaggeratedly. The car stopped at the white line at the red light, and the person in the driver's seat turned around and said:

"Anyway, our new rental place is less than 300 meters from your house." "Hey, you can come hang out with us anytime." "Damn, you guys are just teasing me, don't think I don't know." The guy in the passenger seat laughed even more wildly:

"Hey, Hong-ge, why are you saying that? We wouldn't dare tease you, we're just laughing at you, hahaha." I rolled my eyes dramatically, but at the same time, I felt lucky to have such a group of best friends. This must be what college life is like—simple yet dazzling.

Back then, I never imagined that just two short years of sharing an apartment would lead me to a new world I had never experienced before, a decadent yet beautiful world.

The car stopped downstairs at the apartment building. The landlord and my new roommate, Bai Yunyan, greeted us warmly. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the five of us, including my classmate, busied ourselves carrying our luggage to the room, which took over an hour. I went to the beverage shop across the street and bought everyone some bubble tea. The landlord smiled and said that we could come to his house for dinner sometime, as his braised pork knuckle noodles were top-notch. I thanked him profusely, thinking how kind he was; thankfully, he wasn't one of those awful landlords I'd heard about.

My classmate left, and the landlord went home, leaving only me and Yunyan in the room. We chatted briefly about what we'd done during the summer. Yunyan had been too irresponsible and almost got expelled with a double major, so he naturally had to stay at school to make up for his credits.

He also told me about a new Malaysian restaurant that had opened near the school, saying it was delicious and that I should definitely try it sometime. I smiled and agreed. Despite trying to think of new topics, we still didn't know what to talk about next, so we awkwardly ended the conversation and went back to our own things.

I opened my laptop and launched my favorite game, "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim," wearing headphones and immersing myself in the game world. Although I was focused on the game, I've always been primarily auditory, and what I heard was far more captivating than the visuals. My senior, Yunyan, was video chatting with someone, and I caught keywords like "baby," "I miss you," and "don't hang up." Even as someone who's never been in a relationship, I knew he was talking to his girlfriend. I glanced away enviously; with his good looks, his girlfriend must be gorgeous.

Noticing my curiosity, Yunyan said into his phone,

"Wait a minute, let me introduce you to my new roommate." He turned the phone towards me, and I was startled. I quickly took off my headphones, straightened my hair and clothes, and sat up straight, looking like I was meeting a president. Looking back, my behavior was incredibly stupid, downright idiotic. But perhaps it was this kind of foolish and straightforward behavior that made people lower their guard.

The phone screen turned towards me, revealing a cute girl on the other end. While not a typical beauty, her round, chubby face and pretty features were refreshing. I admit I'm a clueless straight guy, usually hanging out with my buddies, and suddenly having to greet a strange woman was quite embarrassing.

She seemed to sense my awkwardness and greeted me first. Suppressing my apprehension, I gave her a smile and replied with a curt "Nice to meet you." Yun Yan nodded, turned the phone back to continue chatting, and I breathed a sigh of relief, refocusing my attention on "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim." I felt a mix of anticipation and uncertainty, wondering if he would bring his girlfriend home. After all, there was another guy in the room; he'd probably be more discreet.

At the time, I naively thought that as long as I didn't initiate contact, nothing would happen. But what I was thinking was that what's inevitable doesn't care whether you want it or not; it's shoved in your face, forcing you to make a painful choice, and people often choose the wrong one.

One day, I was chatting with Yunyan, a senior student, about what video games we played as kids. He pondered for a moment and said he really liked "Warcraft 3." Although he didn't remember the plot very well, he recalled that one of the undead units could summon a fire giant from the sky, which he thought was incredibly cool.

Hearing this keyword, I excitedly dug out my old Warcraft 3 and its expansion, Frostbite, from my computer's folder. Under his surprised gaze, I started the game. The familiar music and graphics thrilled Yunyan, who exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, yes, that's it!" Looking at the handsome guy next to me acting like a child, I couldn't help but feel a little sentimental. It turned out that his previous polite attitude was all an act; guys really do reveal their true nature when talking about games.

I started a single-player campaign and chose to play as the Undead. I told my senior,

"What you just mentioned is the Undead hero, called the Demon General, also known as the Lord of Terror. That fire giant is his level 6 ultimate skill, which summons a Hellfire Demon to fight on the field." As I spoke, I controlled the Demon General to charge into the human defenses. The ground was crawling with ghouls, and the sky was filled with gargoyles. With a classic double-ghoul tactic, I flooded the enemy's lair. The human hero was surrounded. Killing one ghoul was quickly replaced by another, and in the end, isolated and helpless, he died tragically under the claws of the minions. The climax of this siege was when the Demon General charged in and summoned the Hellfire Demon on the heads of the enemy villagers. The powerful Hellfire Demon had chaos damage and could easily kill the villagers without ignoring any defense. Senior Yun Yan watched with amazement. I knew he must really want to play, so I copied the game files for him and told him to practice well. We could play multiplayer another day.

Since we started playing "Warcraft 3," Yunyan and I have had a lot more to talk about, which makes me genuinely happy. After all, I'm a Chinese literature major and he's an art major. Although we're both in the humanities, we actually have very few common topics. "Warcraft 3" helped us break the ice, and we got to know each other better. Our conversations expanded from games to family, life, and our future aspirations. Through these conversations, I learned that he's actually a surprisingly romantic guy. Beneath his well-behaved exterior lies a heart full of emotions. His romantic history has already surpassed ten figures and is steadily approaching twenty.

Seeing my beaming expression, Yunyan patted my shoulder with a smile and said that since breaking up with his ex, he's seen through many things. Sometimes, fate is like that; if you're meant to be together, you will be together, and if you're not, clinging on won't help. He doesn't want to play games anymore and just wants a stable relationship.

"Damn, so pessimistic! What happened between you and your ex?" I asked, flipping through more than a dozen photos of my senior with his ex-girlfriends. I was curious about what had happened to make this Casanova see the light and settle down for a quiet relationship.

"Let me tell you, it's a good thing you're not in a relationship. Relationships always bring a lot of troubles," my senior cleared his throat, took a sip of his freshly brewed Swiss Miss tea, and began to tell his story.

He met his ex during the 2016 Kaohsiung Meinong earthquake. That night, the earth shook violently, waking up residents of southern Taiwan. At the same time, power plants tripped, causing power outages for thousands of households. Helpless people took to the streets in the dark, flashlights, exchanging greetings with their neighbors. Everyone carried a deep-seated fear of 921, that feeling of being controlled—no one wanted to experience it again.

Before the earthquake, the senior student was hiding under the covers, chatting intimately with a girl on WoTalk on his phone. Then came a violent shaking and a power outage. The senior student and his family, still shaken, fled to the street. After everyone calmed down, the senior student took out his phone. The WoTalk screen was still on the previous conversation. The girl said, "I won't let you sleep, I want to chat with you in a dirty way." His reply, "I want to...", was cut short. The senior student deleted the previous nonsense and sent a message, "Are you okay over there?" When the girl didn't reply for a while, he added that his father was a policeman and that she could ask for help if needed. This time, the girl finally replied, saying that her family was fine, but the earthquake and power outage in the middle of winter made her very anxious and on the verge of a breakdown. The senior student comforted her, found out where she lived, and then rode his bicycle to find the girl.

Hearing this, I slapped my thigh and exclaimed,

"Bro, I thought I was watching an idol drama! Meeting the female lead after a natural disaster is just too far-fetched!" "Even so, the way you rode your bike to her house back then was so sweet! Being a Casanova isn't that easy after all." "Haha, I'm embarrassed to hear you say that. I just wanted to say that it's a shame to have wasted time and effort without actually sleeping with her. This earthquake was perfect for me to use as an excuse to boost my popularity." Damn it! I was speechless. Casanovas always plan their actions. At least a clueless straight guy like me never thought of using a natural disaster to get laid. My worldview was completely refreshed, and my admiration for my senior reached new heights.

"So you two got together after the earthquake, what happened after you started dating?" I asked eagerly. Yunyan took another sip of Swiss Miss and fell into a vortex of memories.

His ex-girlfriend's name was Lin Peirou, and he would refer to her as Sister Peirou from now on. After dating Sister Peirou for more than a month, he discovered that his girlfriend was not an easy person to please. When she loved you, she would be like a hot babe, sticking to you and constantly teasing you, destroying your rationality and making love to you wildly. When she was angry, she would become cold and unapproachable, and would even hit people and scream hysterically. When she was sad, she would cry for at least five or six hours. When she was depressed and didn't talk, she would sit on the bed like a wooden doll for three days without eating, drinking, or getting out of bed.

After several terrifying incidents, the senior finally learned about Pei Rou's mental and physical condition from her parents. Pei Rou's mental state had always been poor, the reason for which was unknown, but it could be speculated that it was related to academic pressure and the family's dire financial situation.

Given the girl's instability, the senior's parents strongly opposed their relationship and even threatened to cut off his financial support and prevent him from returning home if he continued to be with Pei Rou. At that time, the senior was a prominent figure in the art department, praised by teachers and adored by classmates. This long-term praise had completely inflated his ego. He believed his parents were uncultured country bumpkins who judged others based on outdated perspectives. He thought that in the 21st century, which emphasizes science and rationality, people with mental health issues should seek proper help to get back on track, especially since Pei Rou was his girlfriend.

Thus, the senior student parted ways with his family of origin. He attended classes during the day and took a bus back to Tainan in the afternoon to take care of his girlfriend. He would then take the first high-speed rail back to school in the early morning. This cycle continued for a semester. The senior student hoped to heal Pei Rou through art therapy, but complex mental problems are not so easily cured. In the end, the fairytale ending did not come.

The senior's actions did indeed move Pei-rou, and her mental state stabilized considerably because of his companionship. However... this was not a cure but rather a catalyst that worsened her condition. Pei-rou became unable to be independent and became dependent on her boyfriend, falling into a fantasy world where she would feel better as long as she stayed by his side. As a result, she began to restrict the senior from returning to Taipei for classes. At first, it was a day or two of absence, but it gradually became more serious, leading to a week or two of absence, and then a month of absence from school.

No matter how outstanding a person is, they cannot withstand the double blow of low attendance and missed exams. The once popular figure suffered a terrible defeat, becoming a "legend" among classmates, known as the eccentric senior who "forgot his studies for the sake of a beautiful woman." Many people made fun of him, but even more people kicked him when he was down. Some even went so far as to gossip to the teachers, implying that the senior had caused a death and was rushing to Tainan to put out the fire and deal with the matter. After a while, even the teachers began to look at the senior with hostility.

The combined pressures of his studies, family, and girlfriend forced the senior to confront the harsh realities of life, realizing that human capabilities have their limits. Exhausted, he took a year off from school. During this time, he dared not go home, feeling ashamed to see his parents. Pei Rou also didn't want her boyfriend to be too far away. With his money nearly gone, he was at his wits' end and could only move into Pei Rou's house, taking it one step at a time. Living as a guest, he couldn't expect to be waited on hand and foot. He wanted to show his manliness by working with Pei Rou's father, but reality dealt him a harsh blow.

Pei Rou's father did physically demanding jobs, like collecting swill and odd jobs in construction—jobs the senior was far from capable of. Once, while collecting swill, he was caught by a relative, the shame so intense he wanted to disappear. The smell of swill made him want to cry, repeatedly questioning himself how he had ended up like this.

After a year of mental and physical torment, the senior finally realized that this was not the future life he wanted. He made a painful decision and went to great lengths to break up with Pei Rou, reconcile with his family, and transfer schools. Compared to his current peaceful life, he was living in hell a year ago. He made up his mind to stop messing around with women and stop touching women he couldn't handle. He would be content with a normal relationship.

The more I listened, the more heartbroken I felt, but I couldn't say anything to comfort him. After all, only those who have experienced it firsthand have the right to speak. I patted my senior on the shoulder to pull him out of his bad memories. Although I couldn't offer words of comfort, I could still treat him to a late-night snack. We went to McDonald's across from his rented apartment and he generously ordered a McChicken sharing box. We sat by the window and devoured the food. My senior wolfed down his food, completely abandoning his usual refined and handsome image. As I ate my fried chicken, I thought to myself that if I ever had the chance to meet my senior's current girlfriend, I would definitely give him a good compliment and let her know that he is a responsible and good man.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came quickly. That day, walking back to my rented apartment from school, I ran into my landlord at the door. He handed me a package from Kaohsiung. I thought about it carefully and realized it must be from my mom; he had mentioned sending something a few days ago. Back in my room, I opened it and found a portable electric cooker. Unlike typical one-piece cookers, this one had an interchangeable outer pot, suitable for frying, grilling, boiling, and deep-frying.

As someone who enjoys cooking at home, I was overjoyed. I went to the nearby supermarket to buy ingredients. Tonight, I wanted some crispy bacon-wrapped cherry tomatoes. After buying the ingredients, I plugged in the cooker, poured in oil, and heated the pan. After about 30 seconds, I added the bacon. Swish! The aroma and steam rose up. I quickly flipped the bacon and sprinkled some sugar on top. Once the sugar melted, the crispy caramelized bacon was ready. Just as I was making bacon-wrapped cherry tomatoes into skewers, my senior, Yunyan, messaged me on Line, asking if his girlfriend was coming over today and if it was convenient.

What the fuck!! It was so sudden. I picked up my phone and asked him if he really had to come today. I felt embarrassed because I was dressed so casually. Senior Yunyan sent me a silly panda sticker, telling me he was already downstairs and about to take the elevator up. I was disheartened and cursed him under my breath. I quickly threw my ruffled t-shirt into the laundry basket, changed into a clean plain t-shirt, and paired it with Levi's jeans. Just then, there was a knock on the door. I looked in the mirror, ran my fingers through my hair, and went to open it. Senior Yunyan poked his head out with a smug smile and said,

"Xinhong, let me introduce you to your future sister-in-law."

There was a loud slap behind him, followed by a clear female voice:

"What sister-in-law! Don't talk nonsense, I never said I would marry you!!" The senior laughed bitterly as he pushed open the door and walked in, his girlfriend following closely behind. In person, she seemed even more fleshy than in the video call, but this didn't detract from her other advantages: flawless features, neat and white teeth, and a soft, gentle voice. Every gesture exuded the charm of a sweet and demure young woman. The only fierce feature on her body was her full breasts. Even wearing a thick coat, the outline of her chest was still clear, and the two nipples would sway up and down as she walked, making me cover my mouth and think, "Damn, she's at the dairy cow level." I

snapped out of my daze and realized that staring at my senior's girlfriend's breasts was incredibly rude. So I cautiously glanced at them, thankfully they were distracted by the bacon-wrapped cherry tomatoes on the table and didn't notice me. I breathed a sigh of relief and suppressed my wicked thoughts. My senior, his girlfriend, and I each ate one of the bacon-wrapped cherry tomatoes. The taste was sweet, sour, and crunchy—a strange and indescribable combination. I gave them a wry smile and said,

"It's not as delicious as I thought, hahaha."

"Hmm...it's a strange...feeling?"

"I think it would taste even better if the texture were a bit richer. By the way, Xinhong, you're so virtuous, willing to cook for yourself. Guys like that are so rare. Your future girlfriend will definitely be very lucky." I shyly bowed my head and thanked her. Although I knew it was just a polite remark, being praised by such a cute girl still made me genuinely happy, and it increased my affection for her. My senior's girlfriend's surname was Chen, her given name was Yushan, she was two years older than me, and she was a history student at a national university.

During our chat, Sister Yu Shan asked me what I usually like to do, and without hesitation, I replied: "Reading novels. I like Jin Yong's martial arts novels the most." Sister Yu Shan looked surprised and said that she also liked Jin Yong's martial arts novels. Her favorite character was Qiao Feng from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. That kind of brave and responsible man is simply every girl's dream lover.

"So Sister Yushan likes Qiao Feng? I personally prefer Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King. Although he's crazy and violent, he's extremely good to his own people. I always felt that Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun were more like a real father and son. Zhang Cuishan was just there to get killed off, hahaha." "Hmm... Xie Xun is indeed a very well-developed character. Zhang Cuishan, in comparison, seems formulaic. Do you know which female character Jin Yong liked the most in *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*?" "I think it was Xiao Zhao. Jin Yong said that although the other female leads were beautiful and charming, they weren't cute enough, far less so than Xiao Zhao's delicate and lovely nature. At the time, I thought Jin Yong might be a sister-complex character, I was so dumbfounded, hahaha." "Really?! I also think Jin Yong was a sister-complex character. I feel like he especially liked those soft and gentle female characters." Me and Yu Shan started chatting casually, and this feeling of ease was even more enjoyable than chatting with my senior. As the distance between us gradually disappeared, I started telling jokes and sharing the little mishaps that had happened to the department's upcoming events. Shan, who seemed quiet and reserved, was actually quite the event person; she quickly pointed out which aspects of the department's events were lacking and needed improvement. I wrote down these key points and repeatedly reflected on and organized them, resolving many long-standing problems. My initial attitude towards Shan was to keep my distance and remain a nodding acquaintance, but I didn't expect us to get along so well. She helped me so much that I felt bad treating her like a mere acquaintance. After politely asking Yun Yan, I exchanged Line numbers with Shan and we've been keeping in touch ever since.

After two weeks of getting to know each other, my relationship with Shan has grown stronger, though I don't know what I've done to deserve this.

She trusted me completely and confided in me about many things, including future plans, the negative impact of her family of origin, and how long her relationship with her senior would last. I'm usually quite conservative and rarely offer opinions, but I could tell that Yu Shan wasn't as independent and strong as she appeared. Her father had passed away when she was in elementary school, and her mother, disregarding the children at home, brought her new boyfriend home for a hotel stay. Her mother even told Yu Shan that she wanted to have a child with her uncle and asked if she would be willing to help raise the child.

Few people could accept such words from their own mother. Yu Shan had run away because she couldn't bear the pressure. Yun Yan was like a lifeline for her, her only chance to escape this misery.

Seeing how heartbroken this woman who cared for me was, I felt I had to help her no matter what. So I explained everything to Yun Yan so he could better understand the difficulties his girlfriend was facing. I also suggested that if Yu Shan really didn't want to go home, she could stay overnight in our dorm, and I would stay at a classmate's apartment for a few days.

My senior was surprised by my enthusiasm. He thought I was the kind of person who wouldn't take on trouble. I smiled and replied, "Because I consider Yu Shan and you very important friends. If it's just a small sacrifice that can make Yu Shan feel more comfortable, I'm happy to do it."

So Yu Shan became a regular at our dorm. On weekdays, she would come to our dorm to have dinner with us and chat before going home. On weekends, she would stay over. At first, I would stay with my classmates, but after Yu Shan's insistence and my senior's guilt towards me, I stopped staying over on weekends. They slept in the lower bunk as a couple, and I slept in the upper bunk. After one night, Yu Shan stared at me with a look of disbelief, saying she had never seen anyone fall asleep so quickly. She had just lain down and was still chatting when she started snoring loudly, making her both laugh and cry, and she almost climbed up to the upper bunk to hit her.

I laughed and told Sister Yushan to be understanding, as my loud snoring wasn't a new thing. But compared to such a trivial matter, there was something I wanted to ask Sister Yushan and the senior, but the words wouldn't come out. Last night, after I turned over, I suddenly woke up. In the extremely dark and quiet environment, I heard the sounds of a man and a woman talking. Listening more closely… I realized it wasn't background noise at all; it was clearly a girl's soft, moaning, the kind of muffled groaning that comes from someone covering their mouth.

I've never been so nervous in my life as I was last night, barely daring to breathe, afraid that any slight movement would scare the two people in the lower bunks, making them feel embarrassed and ashamed, and further, making Sister Yushan feel ashamed and afraid to stay in our dorm, forced to slink back to her cold, unloving home (as a Pisces, I have a lot of inner monologues). Since they hadn't noticed I was awake, I simply pretended to be deaf and dumb, acting as if I didn't know anything.

That's what I was thinking, but I couldn't shut my ears and could only listen from beginning to end. At first, the two were saying things like "husband," "wife," and "I love you," then I heard the creaking of the bed and the rustling of the blankets. My mind went blank, and I didn't know what to do. I secretly picked up my phone and Googled "what to do in this situation." I typed in the keywords: "What to do if my roommate is having sex with his girlfriend in the room?"

The search results were all pornographic videos, eight out of ten of them were for watching "Secretly Filming My Roommate and Girlfriend Having Sex in the Room" online. Damn it, go to hell! I helplessly put down my phone. It seems I'm one of the few people in Taiwan with this kind of experience. I'm really proud of myself.

The sounds from the lower bunk became more and more obvious. I could clearly hear the creaking of the bed, and it was very rhythmic, with a speed of about 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10…11…12…13…14…15…16!17!18!

From fast to slow to hard, it went about 18 times per cycle. Sometimes, the senior would go on a crazy, non-stop 30 seconds straight. Yu Shan couldn't take it anymore and kept letting out soft, seductive moans. Her body even slammed against the upper bunk, giving me a thrilling feeling of being hit on the back. I, sleeping on the upper bunk

, couldn't take it anymore. I pressed down on my swollen penis and started thinking about other things to distract myself. Tomorrow for breakfast, I want egg pancakes with milk tea and two hash browns. For lunch, I'll have congee, the seafood congee place at the alley entrance... Waaah, no, no, thinking about seafood makes me think of weird things. Let's change it... fish congee... What kind of fish should I have? Squid, milkfish, abalone... Ahhhhhh!!!

My mind started to conjure up images of Yu Shan, completely naked. She was like a little wildcat, slowly climbing up to the top bunk and approaching me step by step. She pushed me down onto the bed and took my penis into her mouth, sucking and swallowing. I couldn't resist the passionate fantasies in my mind and had a wet dream, soaking my underwear and pants. It was sticky and uncomfortable, and I couldn't get out of bed to get toilet paper to clean myself. My body went through extreme tension and relaxation, which made me fall asleep quickly, but Yu Shan's soft moans kept echoing in my mind, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

Despite the embarrassing incident, I still tried my best to help my senior and Yu Shan get together, upholding the idea of helping each other find happiness. If they didn't go on dates on weekends, I would join them in the dorm to watch movies, have late-night snacks, play board games, or play Arena of Valor, etc. I did everything I could to help their relationship. Once, when Yu Shan was studying in the school library, I secretly brought her some hot cocoa and snacks. I told her it was specially prepared by my senior and asked me to bring it to class. Yu Shan was incredibly touched and exclaimed how amazing he was, saying she was so lucky to have him as her boyfriend. I held back my laughter, thinking to myself, "Your boyfriend is still sleeping in at home." As Yu Shan's stay at the dorm became more frequent, I developed a thick skin and was no longer disturbed by their moaning, finally able to get a good night's sleep. Back then, all I thought about day and night was how to make things better for my senior and Yu Shan. Although Yu Shan loved my senior, my intuition told me their relationship wasn't as close anymore. Lately, when Yu Shan wanted to stay overnight, my senior always declined, saying he wanted some personal space. Even though I kept saying I didn't mind, he told me in a slightly serious tone that I shouldn't spoil my girlfriend and that it was better to maintain a certain boundary between her and our dorm life.

I've never been in a relationship, and what he said seemed to make sense, so I believed him. He also told me that the worst thing a man can do is flaunt his relationship on social media, as it will ruin his chances of finding a partner; even if you're dating, you should maintain a single mindset so you don't become increasingly monotonous and end up with only your girlfriend in your social circle.

What my senior said left me somewhat confused. It felt like he was trying to tell me something in a veiled way, but when I pressed him for details, he would dodge the question, saying things like, "Oh dear, I've explained it so clearly, how come you still don't understand your brother?" I used to think I knew him very well, but now I feel increasingly unable to figure him out, and I have no idea what he's up to.

It wasn't until one of his video calls with Yu Shan that I learned their relationship was facing serious obstacles. During the call, Yu Shan's mother suddenly appeared behind Yu Shan, yelling and cursing like a shrew, saying that art students like him were the most fickle, cheating on every girl he met, and that if he wanted a boyfriend, he should find someone reliable, what was the point of dating a man who was good for nothing but his looks? The senior's face turned pale and then red. He had never been humiliated like this before, except for his ex-girlfriend Lin Peirou. Yu Shan also broke down emotionally, yelling at her mother to kick her out of the room. The mother and daughter were shouting and cursing at each other through the door.

The chaotic and crazy scene made me feel like I was in an 8 PM soap opera. It's fun to watch the drama as a bystander, but when someone close to you is involved in such a conflict, it's impossible to be happy. The senior, unusually angry, cut off the video call, turned off his phone, and threw it into a drawer. A tense atmosphere filled the dormitory, and we went to bed early, before 10 PM.

As I was drifting off to sleep, my senior had a heartfelt talk with me. He told me that family is a major factor in relationships, and love without family support is like a soulless person—incomplete no matter where you go. He added that Yu Shan's family situation was rather unique, which made him lose hope in the relationship.

"Hey? But isn't that so pitiful for Yu Shan? She clearly likes you so much." I recalled the time Yu Shan had secretly asked me out. That day, we went to buy him a birthday present, sneaking around several department stores before finally finding the Gucci wallet he'd been wanting. The moment the saleswoman handed the bag to Yu Shan, her eyes shone with happiness, as if all the previous hardships had been for nothing.

She had put in so much effort, but my senior seemed ready to break up, which I couldn't agree with. How could he take a girl's virginity if he didn't feel responsible for her? Don't give me that nonsense about how we live in an era of gender equality so it doesn't matter; women are still a disadvantaged group when it comes to sexual autonomy. I don't think guys are unaware of that. Have they forgotten, or are they afraid to remember? Afraid of having to take responsibility if they do remember?

I'm angry. The senior's behavior was really unfair. If he didn't like her that much in the first place, he shouldn't have confessed so carelessly and given her false hope. Besides, Yu Shan was his first love; I can't even imagine how much of a shock this must have been for her.

"I never said I wanted to break up with Yu Shan. I was just objectively raising the problems we were facing." "Besides, it was consensual when I took Yu Shan's virginity. I didn't force her. We're both adults, shouldn't we be responsible for ourselves?" "Xin Hong!! You're too naive. The kind of first love that's true love in fairy tales doesn't exist. In reality, you won't know what kind of person is right for you until you've met more people. I'm going to teach you a few tricks so you won't be emotionally blackmailed by other women in the future." I thought my senior wouldn't dare answer my question, but he actually responded, and his answer was so forceful that it made it seem like my thinking was too naive. But I don't think I'm wrong. Yu Shan gave her heart to someone but didn't get anything in return. Does that mean we don't have to give our hearts or take responsibility in future relationships? This world is too strange.

I was gripped by self-loathing. I could no longer hear my senior's voice. I buried my head in the covers, staring into the darkness beneath them, seething with unvented resentment. After a long while, my body succumbed to the overwhelming drowsiness and I drifted off to sleep.

That night, I had a dream. In the dream, I was taking the elevator up to my dorm room. As I was about to open the door with my key, my LINE notification sounded. My senior had sent a long message. I clicked my tongue, put the key in the door, and started scrolling through my phone to see what he had sent. The message was simple: he and Yu Shan had broken up. He had also attached screenshots of their argument and a video of her frantically banging on our door. When I opened it, the perspective was my senior hiding under the covers, peeking through a crack towards the door.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Boom !

... "Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, I know you're home. Please come out, I have something to tell you, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan!! Bai Yunyan, why won't you answer me? Why won't you open the door, Bai Yunyan!!! Bai Yunyan, if you don't open the door, I'll keep knocking until you do, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan, Bai Yunyan." The video was five minutes long, but I turned it off after less than thirty seconds. The video made me feel extremely uncomfortable, a sense of unease rising from the bottom of my heart. As I put my phone back in my pocket and prepared to open the door, the door, which hadn't been opened before, suddenly opened a crack by itself. I was startled and asked my senior if he was home. After about 30 seconds, he replied that he was in his room. I breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the door open with peace of mind, still wondering why my senior wasn't home with the lights on. I reached out and touched the light fixture on the wall. I don't know if it was because my senior's coat or trench coat was hanging too far out, but my shoulder kept bumping into things. Just then, my senior suddenly called me. I answered the phone instinctively, but the moment I answered, I realized why he was calling me when he was at home.

My senior was on the phone saying he was just getting back from school and asked if I wanted a late-night snack. My hand was already touching the light switch. I kept telling myself, "Don't turn on the light! Don't turn on the light! Don't turn on the light!!" But the light still came on, and that's when I saw clearly—what had been bumping into my shoulder wasn't a coat or trench coat, but a pair of women's feet!

I screamed "No!!" This woke up my senior, who was sleeping on the lower bunk. Still shaken, I told him about my dream, and it turned out he had the same nightmare—witnessing Yu Shan hanging herself in his dorm room. I told him to call Yu Shan immediately to check if she was alright. That phone call was the most anxious I'd ever waited for in my life. I only breathed a sigh of relief when Sister Yu-Shan's voice came through.

After that day, my senior seemed to have been frightened and began to reflect on his actions. He and Sister Yu-Shan went back to being in the throes of new love, often going out and even spending the night in other cities. Seeing them so happy made me genuinely happy, and I even felt a sense of accomplishment.

With the end of the final exams, the first semester of my sophomore year officially came to a close and winter break began. Since my senior finished his last exam a week earlier than me, he went back to the south to enjoy his leisurely life at home. While I was still hesitating about whether to go home or find a short-term job, Sister Yu-Shan, whom I hadn't seen for a while, suddenly messaged me, asking me to meet up for a meal and a chat. Without hesitation, I agreed and rode my scooter to the restaurant she had booked to meet me.

That restaurant served all-you-can-eat Thai food, which I really liked, especially their Thai raw shrimp. It was sour and spicy with no fishy taste, a unique flavor compared to the sweet taste of Japanese sashimi. I enjoyed my meal very much, but Sister Yu Shan barely touched her chopsticks. She only ate a few bites of the white rice in front of her after we started eating. Seeing that she didn't seem to have much of an appetite, I ordered a cold salad with shredded green papaya for her. Sister Yu Shan smiled and forced herself to eat a few bites of the salad, but then she suddenly stood up, covered her mouth, and ran to the bathroom. I was so scared that I followed her and asked if she was alright. I could only hear Sister Yu Shan vomiting inside. After she finished vomiting, she replied in a weak voice that she was fine, just feeling unwell.

I angrily ran to the kitchen and told the staff that there might be a quality issue with their food, which caused my friend to vomit in the restroom. The head chef and the owner came out to smooth things over and asked me what had happened. I explained everything to them. The owner nodded repeatedly and said he would pay attention next time. He very readily gave our table a free meal. However, the owner's wife looked at me with a suspicious look that gave me goosebumps. She didn't object to the chef's decision, but simply said to me in Taiwanese:

"Young people should be careful. Don't be unaware of what's happening to your girlfriend." I didn't understand what the owner's wife meant. Maybe she was implying that I had taken advantage of Yu-Shan's health condition to dine and dash.

Because Yu-Shan kept saying she felt unwell and didn't want to go home, I had no choice but to drive her back to our dorm to rest. When we got home, Yu-Shan was completely exhausted. I gritted my teeth, took off her coat, sweater, and socks, and carried her to my senior's bed so she could rest properly.

I made some ginger soup in the kettle and messaged my senior to tell him that Yu-Shan was feeling unwell and could rest at our place. He told me that his grandmother had suddenly passed away a couple of days ago, and his family was busy with the funeral arrangements and couldn't come to Taipei for the time being. He asked me to help take care of Yu-Shan.

I was a little shocked. It seemed so sudden and without warning, but out of respect for the deceased, I didn't pry too much. I told my senior my condolences and sat down to play on the computer and watch YouTube. About an hour later, Yu-Shan got out of bed. She silently drank the ginger soup on the table, then wrapped herself in the blanket and sat quietly.

I turned off the computer, slid my chair over, and asked if she was feeling down or if her mother had upset her again. Sister Yu Shan shook her head and said no. When I was about to ask again, she asked me to sit next to her. After I sat down, Sister Yu Shan tightly grasped my hand from under the covers. She said she didn't want to drag me into this unless absolutely necessary, but she was exhausted and helpless and couldn't find anyone else to help. Her eyes were red as she said with difficulty,

"Xin Hong, I think I'm pregnant with Yun Yan's child."

"My mom will kill me if she finds out. Can you lend me some money to... to get rid of the child? Waaaaaah!" Sister Yu Shan's sobs grew softer and softer. I felt tinnitus; a buzzing sound kept lingering in my mind. How could all of this happen so abruptly in my ordinary daily life? How could a virgin like me, single for twenty years, have anything to do with abortion? This event was like a meteorite hitting the earth, completely shattering my illusions about fairytale-like love. It turned out that the other side of love was a bloody reality and sorrow, ruthlessly dragging people into the abyss.

Chapter Two. Emerging from the cocoon of lies, the road ahead is like a precipice between heaven and earth. Because the baby was less than four weeks old, the clinic used medication to terminate the pregnancy. The entire procedure, including follow-up examinations, cost 8,000 yuan. After I paid, Sister Yu-shan folded the receipt and hid it in a lining of her bag. She said not to let my senior know about this yet, as he was already troubled enough dealing with his grandmother's funeral and didn't need to add fuel to the fire. I was somewhat skeptical, thinking that it was better for my senior to know about such a big matter, but out of respect for the person involved, I deleted the message I was about to send.

Because of this secret that couldn't be told, Yu Shan and I had no choice but to live together. To make it easier to take care of her, I even moved my bed from the top bunk to the floor and slept on the floor. Yu Shan's appetite increased after her miscarriage. She would eat at least two bento boxes per meal, and she only ate chicken leg rice. She said she didn't know why she was like this. She just had a strong craving for chicken legs. Thinking about how good Yu Shan had been to me before, buying me breakfast without charging me, I reluctantly bought her the best chicken leg rice near the school. One bento box cost 110 yuan. I then realized that supporting someone really wasn't an easy task. I felt a little regretful that I had boasted that Yu Shan could stay as long as she wanted.

Although I may complain, Sister Yushan is one of my best friends. I will definitely help her through any difficulties, including the cost of her miscarriage and the food expenses accumulated over the past few days. I consider it an investment in our long-term friendship. I don't expect any return now, but I hope that I will have someone to help me when I encounter difficulties in the future. So when Sister Yushan talks to me about money, I always use evasive tactics to tell her to take good care of her health and not to think about those things. I was very naive back then. I didn't think that money transactions between people must be clearly settled to avoid trouble, especially when the other party is of the opposite sex. If money is not settled clearly, it will make the relationship between us ambiguous.

My ordinary daily life began to crumble on the seventh day after Yu Shan's abortion. That night, after turning off the lights and going to bed, I felt very hot and kept tossing and turning, trying to find a comfortable position. After struggling for a while, I still couldn't fall asleep, so I got up. As I got up, I looked towards my senior's bed, and Yu Shan was sitting up, leaning against the wall, lost in thought. I asked her,

"Aren't you asleep yet? It's so late."

She smiled, a smile that was hard to read. She said,

"I've been like this for seven days. Every night I've been observing your sleeping posture. When you lie flat, your hand will subconsciously lift the blanket and touch your round belly while snoring. I secretly poked your waist a few times and found that you're very ticklish. You'll roll over to sleep on your side, and then the snoring will stop." "Sorry, I snore quite loudly and it's easy to disturb others. If you want to sleep, just tell me and I'll sleep two hours later, it won't matter." I thought Yu Shan wasn't sleeping because I snored, but she casually changed the subject and continued:

"Xinhong, you've never had a girlfriend, have you?"

I shook my head and answered no.

"So you've never had sex either?"

This question caught me off guard. I felt strange being asked this by my roommate's girlfriend, but I still honestly shook my head.

Sister Yushan took a deep breath and said something shocking!!

"Xinhong, let me give you oral sex."

Oral sex? The meaning of those two words began to surface in my mind. No matter how they were combined, they couldn't be separated from pornography. My heart was hit like a nuclear bomb. I couldn't understand why Sister Yushan would debase herself like that. I hugged my pillow and blanket and retreated to the wall, trembling. Sister Yushan, who was 1.6 meters tall, had transformed into a man-eating tiger, ready to devour me at any moment.

"Xinhong, actually, our current cohabitation situation is very strange. You are not my family, not my best friend, and not my boyfriend. Your identity is my boyfriend's roommate." "A normal girl would never live with a guy who is not related to her for more than a week. I couldn't sleep at all for the first few nights. I was afraid that you would lose control and do something irreversible." I felt a pang of sadness. Being suspected and doubted is definitely not a good feeling.

Sister Yu Shan's tone softened instantly. She knelt and held my hand, saying,

"But later I realized I was wrong. When you took care of me, you didn't have any impure thoughts. If you accidentally touched me, you'd sincerely apologize. You were practically a textbook example of a warm-hearted man. You even researched a lot about post-miscarriage care online and wrote it down in your notebook, reminding me what I could and couldn't eat or do. I'm almost confused about who my boyfriend is anymore." "You're just a college student, and you've already spent over ten thousand yuan on me, more than you earn in a month. That day I overheard you calling home from the bathroom to ask for an advance on living expenses, and I also heard your father scolding you for wasting money. I really… have never felt so sorry for anyone before." "I can't take your scolding for you, and I can't pay you back immediately. I can only treat this money as a transaction, giving you my only reward." "Xin Hong, please don't refuse! Just quietly accept my services, okay? It will make me feel better." "I tried to keep my distance from Yu Shan by hugging the pillow and blanket, but she was determined and forcefully pulled my hands away, dragging down my pajama pants. I felt like a coward, having the strength to stop it, yet watching Yu Shan commit an irreparable mistake against my conscience. Perhaps deep down I had been planning this moment, to let Yu Shan offer herself, to let her bear the original sin of betraying her boyfriend, while I pretended not to know and enjoyed this fleeting pleasure.

Yu Shan's hand moved up my thigh, the cold touch making my hair stand on end. She lowered her head, using her long hair to cover her face so no one could see her expression. My breathing became rapid. Yu Shan grasped my penis, pushed back the foreskin, and her red lips lightly kissed the glans once, twice, three times... then she took the shaft into her mouth, licking the foreskin with her tongue around the glans."

I let out a soft "ah," my body stiffening completely for a moment. My fist clenched, then gradually relaxed. I instinctively placed my hand on Yu Shan's head. She trembled slightly but didn't resist, continuing to suck and swallow my penis. Warm saliva seeped into the slit of my glans through the tip of my tongue, instantly stimulating a part that I never experienced while masturbating. I felt my heart pounding faster and faster. Even though I was being served while sitting, it felt more tiring than running a 100-meter dash. My buttocks involuntarily tightened, using the extra strength for my erection. I began to press Yu Shan's head down with both hands, almost shoving half of my penis into her small mouth. I moved my hips, imagining myself as a stallion lord in a fantasy story, grabbing my sex slave and using her mouth as a vagina to vent my lust!

The intense sexual desire that erupted for the first time was more intense than I had imagined. When I came to my senses, I heard Sister Yu Shan gagging violently. Without thinking, I pressed her head down between my legs and stuffed my penis into her mouth and esophagus. I was startled and pulled my penis out. Sister Yu Shan coughed and looked at me with a resentful expression, as if questioning why I was so rough. Before I could explain, my penis twitched twice and released the pent-up sexual desire. My hot, thick semen sprayed unceremoniously onto Sister Yu Shan's face, hair, eyes, nose, and mouth were all covered in semen.

She remained silent, took out a tissue to wipe the semen that had sprayed into her eyes, and then went to the bathroom to wash up, taking off her clothes that were stained with filth and cleaning them. By the time she finished, it was already three in the morning. Tonight, Sister Yushan was only wearing a thin bra to sleep. I lay on the floor and stared at her snow-white back as she slept on her side. I stared for a long time but could not calm the lust in my heart. I gritted my teeth and bit my tongue hard to let the pain drive away my desire. I endured the taste of blood and the guilt that overflowed from my mouth. It took me more than an hour to finally fall asleep.

It's been two weeks since Sister Yu Shan gave me oral sex. My classmates asked me to sell shoes at a sale, partly to earn some money before New Year's Eve, and partly because I couldn't stand being in the dorm anymore. I don't know if it's because that thin veil has been broken, but Sister Yu Shan's attitude towards me is no longer as distant as before. She speaks more directly, and her clothes in front of me are more casual. Every morning when I wake up, I see her sitting in my seat reading a book, wearing a t-shirt that shows off her two snow-white legs. When she crosses her legs, her panties, which are covered by the hem of her t-shirt, are revealed. White, red, black, one-piece, triangle, with lace, without lace. I've seen it so many times that I'm confident that if I mixed up all the girls' panties in the dorm, I could pick out Sister Yu Shan's panties in a minute, really!! Not in a bad way.

During this period of working odd jobs, I was filled with anxiety and anticipation every day, fearing that something might go wrong. However, apart from her slightly inappropriate behavior, Sister Yu-shan didn't say anything, which disappointed me. I could only compose myself, pack my bags, and prepare to go home for the Lunar New Year. I took the high-speed train home on the afternoon of Lunar New Year's Eve, so I could stay in Taipei on the eve of the Lunar New Year to meet up with my classmates for dinner and karaoke. At eight o'clock in the morning, I tiptoed out and saw Sister Yu-shan sleeping soundly in the lower bunk. I was overjoyed and quickly washed up, ready to go out and have fun with my classmates.

To my surprise, when I came out of the bathroom after showering, Sister Yu Shan was sitting in my seat facing me. Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly and then relaxed. In a calm tone, she said,

"Remember to tell me next time you're going out, otherwise I'll worry if I don't see you." "By the way, is it convenient for you to give me a ride home today? My family does a big clean-up on the eve of the Lunar New Year, so I have to go home to help." Ugh... my hard-earned free time vanished into thin air like the steam in the bathroom. Damn it!!

Half-heartedly, I rode my cuxi to give Sister Yu Shan a ride home. Since I had been working, I hadn't given her a ride in a while, so when she got on the cuxi, I felt something was off. While waiting at a red light, I put my hands down on my stomach, and something amazing happened. I felt a pair of hands tightly hugging my waist; Damn it!! Yu Shan was sitting on the back seat in a hugging position! Because I was in a terrible mood when I left the dorm, I didn't pay attention to how the passengers behind me were sitting. Now that I've noticed Yu Shan's intimate sitting posture, my face turns bright red. The cuxi's seat is small, so when riding with two people, the front and back seats have to be very close together to avoid being suspended in the air. Hehehe, Yu Shan not only wasn't suspended in the air, but she was pressed tightly against me from thighs, lower abdomen, chest to face, without any blind spots, like a koala cub. What's even more deadly is the terrifying mass of her chest. Whether braking or accelerating, I can feel them swaying against my back. I relied on my extraordinary willpower to safely ride the bike to Yu Shan's house under the onslaught of her surging breasts.

When we arrived at their apartment building, I was planning to say goodbye and enjoy my carefree vacation, but Yu Shan grabbed my hand, saying that their apartment was on the fifth floor and carrying two bags of luggage up was too tiring, so she hoped I could help. I bet my expression was worse than if I'd eaten shit, but I couldn't resist a woman's words, so I carried the luggage to their door. I remembered that Yu Shan's mother was a difficult person to get along with, so I wanted to leave quickly to avoid getting a face-washing treatment. But as soon as I lifted the door, it opened, and a middle-aged woman with an unfriendly face, who looked seven or eight parts like Yu Shan, came out.

She stood in the doorway and started nagging Yu Shan about how she hadn't been home for a whole month, and then her sharp gaze fell on me, looking me up and down. I was so embarrassed I wanted to just open the stairwell window and jump out and die, but before I died of embarrassment, my strict family upbringing made me say:

"Hello, Auntie~"

I tried my best to force a polite smile, bowing low and slowly backing away, hoping to find a suitable opportunity to escape this terrifying tail end of the typhoon. But man proposes, God disposes. Whether she hit her head or something, Yu Shan's mother actually said to Yu Shan, "This one looks much better behaved. If you're going to find someone, find this kind. Let him come over to play more often." Then she beckoned me to come inside. I was completely dumbfounded, looking helplessly at Yu Shan, hoping she would say something. But Yu Shan once again went into "playing dumb," pushing me into their house and then immediately closing and locking the door!

Yu Shan comes from a single-parent family. Besides her and her mother, her family includes a younger sister. The younger sister looks different from her mother and sister; she has an oval face with a pointed chin, a slender figure, and bronze skin. She wears more than five earrings in one ear and a striking lip ring. She exudes a seductive, alluring charm, completely opposite to the innocent Yu Shan. I secretly thought I shouldn't have come in; I felt out of place in their family atmosphere.

I sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching the three women bustling about, sweeping and mopping. Eventually, I couldn't bear to be a burden any longer, so I rolled up my sleeves and joined in. We cleaned the toilet, dismantled windows and screens, and even rearranged the furniture. The whole thing took six or seven hours, and it was already dark. My precious Lunar New Year's Eve holiday was ruined.

In the evening, Yu Shan's mother insisted that I stay for dinner. Since the Lunar New Year's Eve dinner was ruined, I figured I had to make up for it with a traditional Hakka meal. Her mother prepared a hot pot of spicy and mushroom broth, similar to Haidilao hot pot, with ingredients like cabbage, tofu skin, duck blood, frozen tofu, and various handmade meatballs. I initially thought it would be just a simple family stir-fry of three dishes and a soup, but it turned out to be quite a feast. Even more extravagant was the huge box of prime-grade beef short rib hot pot slices she pulled out of the refrigerator – the sheer quantity looked incredibly expensive.

Perhaps my help with the cleaning earlier in the day won them over; the seemingly harsh mother was actually very talkative, sharing anecdotes about her time working in Australia when she was young. And that seemingly 89-year-old... Wei's younger sister was surprisingly virtuous. She peeled and neatly arranged the troublesome crustaceans like shrimp and crab on a plate for me, so all I had to do was eat. Dinner lasted until almost 10 PM. Yu Shan's mother, seeing I'd drunk two bottles of 18-day liquor, wanted me to stay the night and ride home the next morning. Although I felt it wasn't ideal to stay overnight at a stranger's house, it was better than getting caught drunk driving, so I thanked her and agreed.

I asked where I was going to sleep that night. Yu Shan's mother and sister looked puzzled and went back to their rooms to rest. Yu Shan grabbed my hand and pulled me towards her room. I cried out and quickly stopped her, saying urgently,

"Yu Shan, are you crazy! Give me a pillow and a blanket and I'll sleep on the sofa. Why are you going to my room?" Yu Shan clicked her tongue and replied:

"There's a cold front tonight, the temperature will drop by 10 degrees. Come sleep in my room, it's more comfortable with the heating on." Her words made me even more anxious, but Sister Yu Shan didn't give me a chance to refuse. She even worried that my loud noise would disturb the neighbors, and practically dragged me into her room.

It was the first time in my life I'd stepped into a girl's bedroom, but I couldn't feel happy. It felt like a spider's lair, full of alluring traps, making me wary and fearful. Especially Sister Yu Shan's ambiguous attitude made me feel exhausted and defensive. I felt like I was caught in the tangled web of love and hate between a couple, stuck in a quagmire, unable to escape. I wrapped the blanket tightly around myself and lay down a distance away from Sister Yu Shan. Less than ten minutes later, I felt a warm, itchy sensation on my back. My heart skipped a beat, and I shifted to the left to create some distance. Almost instantly, the warm sensation pressed against my back. An inexplicable anger ignited within me. I shifted to the left again, only to hear the rustling of the blanket; the sensation came closer again. I was angry!! I rolled over forcefully, pulling the person behind me off the bed. Yu Shan cried out and hugged me tightly. She was on top of me, and we were less than 10 centimeters apart, looking at each other.

I said angrily,

"Yu Shan, you've really gone too far! Is this fun?!"

"I helped you and took care of you before because I considered you a good friend. I thought you felt the same way, but I never expected you to treat me as a backup option and keep seducing me. Let's be honest, you don't like me at all. At most, you just see me as a substitute for your senior." Admitting that I'm not liked is a painful thing. I vaguely remember crying that night. Yu Shan didn't answer me immediately. She cupped my face and kissed me, her tongue moving in my mouth, leaving traces of saliva everywhere. I tasted the saltiness of my own tears, but that saltiness was quickly replaced by a moist minty taste. Yu Shan pressed my shoulders and pushed me against the wall. After kissing my lips, she kissed my other features until she left deep kiss marks on my neck.

"People are really strange. They know it's harmful to them, yet they keep doing it." "Xinhong, I know you hate me, hate that I dragged you into this whole emotional mess, but I'm so tired of loving you. Yunyan's family issues, the miscarriage, my mother's attitude—everything is making my head feel like it's going to explode. I feel like a drowning person, desperately trying to grab onto a piece of driftwood." "You are my driftwood. You gave me warmth I hadn't felt in so long when I was at my lowest point. Like I said before, you don't need to take any responsibility. All of this is..." "I gave it all willingly, you just need to enjoy it. I only beg you not to push me away again, let me continue to enjoy this little bit of warmth, okay?" Sister Yu Shan grabbed my hand and guided it to her private parts. My body began to heat up. We looked at each other without speaking, and quietly climbed back into bed. Sister Yu Shan took out a condom from the drawer and put it on me, then massaged my penis with both hands until it reached the proper hardness. I reflected on my attitude. I thought I was too selfish, wanting to push the responsibility onto Sister Yu Shan. Since I ultimately didn't have the heart to refuse her, how could I say that she seduced me? It was all just pride acting up. If Senior Yun Yan wants to resent, then resent me. Tonight, I'm going to devour his girlfriend completely and bear the original sin of being the third party.

Having cleared my thoughts, I grew bolder and took the initiative to kiss Sister Yu Shan, leaving a kiss mark on her fair neck just like mine. Her pajamas were completely removed, and I held Sister Yu Shan, inhaling her unique soapy scent. My lower body began to thrust in, ahhh… ahhh… Sister Yu Shan held my head, her legs clamping around my waist, her vaginal contractions completely enveloping my penis—an ecstatic pleasure I had never experienced before.

“Xin… Xin Hong, the speed of your hip movements needs to match the woman’s rhythm. Only when both of you are in sync will it feel good, understand? Come on… try again, slowly insert it into me, feel the frequency of my breathing, adjust the speed.” Sister Yu Shan taught me her techniques like a teacher. I followed her instructions, slowly feeling the subtle changes in her body, choosing the best moment to penetrate deeply. This time, Sister Yu Shan's moans were noticeably different from before—a pleasurable moan that went straight to my bones.

"Ahhhhh...that's the feeling...Xin...Xin Hong...you learn so fast, you won't be afraid of your new girlfriends laughing at you anymore, mmm...whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...my bones are melting, ahhhhh." Sister Yu Shan changed her position and lay face down on the bed. When the penis went in and bumped against her buttocks, she would moan and make comfortable sounds. Before, when I watched porn, I would always fantasize about grabbing the actress's buttocks and fucking her. Now, with Sister Yu Shan, these fantasies have become real. I was immersed in the beautiful dream of sex, and I felt that my body and soul were being transformed.

"Sister Yu Shan, I want to maintain this relationship with you in the future. Are you willing to accept it?" I picked up Sister Yu Shan and pressed her against the wall, lifting her leg with one hand to continue fucking her pussy. Sister Yu Shan turned around and kissed me, and we immediately started a passionate French kiss, wanting to suck each other dry. With a kiss, Sister Yu Shan pulled away from my lips, wanting to breathe some fresh air, but how could I bear to part with her kiss? I immediately went to meet her and continued kissing her. Sister Yu Shan struggled for a while before relaxing and accepting my wickedness. We were stuck to the wall like we were glued together.

"Hmm... as long as you don't hate it, I can accept it, until you find a girl you truly like." "Sister Yu Shan, I like..." Sister Yu Shan put her index finger to my lips to stop me from speaking, her eyes slightly sad as she said:

"Xinhong, don't make promises lightly. Save your sincerity for the next girl. Let's only talk about enjoyment, not responsibility, okay?" I paused for a moment, seemingly understanding what Sister Yushan meant. Although I was a little disappointed, I wasn't the type to stay depressed forever. I grabbed Sister Yushan's thigh and lifted her up in a train bento-like position. Sister Yushan was startled and kept shouting, "That's dangerous! Put me down!" I gave a wicked smile and said mischievously,

"Does this young lady know who I am? I am Tian Boguang, the number one womanizer in the martial arts world, the Lone Ranger. Do you know how I, Tian Boguang, torment innocent women?" Sister Yushan was both surprised and delighted. She really liked Jin Yong's novels, and seeing me take the initiative to play the role of a martial arts heroine, she couldn't help but get into it herself, imitating a delicate female disciple and saying,

"This young lady really doesn't know. Please, great hero, spare my life!"

"Hmph, I like to commit big crimes in broad daylight, tie women to my body, and fuck them from Zhongxiao East Road to Zhongxiao West Road, then from Fuxing South Road to Fuxing North Road, fucking them a hundred or eighty times before I stop. Little girl, do you have the stamina to fuck me to death?" Sister Yu Shan's smile became very bright, more beautiful than ever before. She wrapped her arms around my neck and said sweetly,

"Master, I am yours now, do whatever you want with me." I revealed a lewd grin, and my hands relaxed slightly. Then Sister Yu Shan's body weight pressed down on my penis. She let out a tingling moan as her fingers dug deep into the muscles of my back. My penis thrust upwards, and Sister Yu Shan's petite body rose up with the force of the thrusts.

"Ahhh... Your cock is inside my little pussy, my whole body is numb, again... more, fill my slutty pussy completely." The head of my penis rubbed against the G-spot of her pussy, making Yu Shan's legs go weak. I grabbed her hair and pressed her to the ground, fucking her while slapping her white and tender buttocks.

"It's so charming to fuck a decent woman, tell me! Why are you using your slutty body to seduce me, tell me!!" As soon as I finished speaking, I slapped the woman's buttocks hard, leaving a bright red handprint. Yu Shan cried out in pain, "Don't, sir!" Seeing her reaction, I was not going to let it go. I continued to fuck her pussy until there was no gap between my penis and her labia. I slapped her buttocks and grabbed her breasts, playing with Yu Shan until her whole body was red. She said in a coquettish tone like a slut:

"Come on, sir, you've already worn me out. Why don't you just ejaculate inside me and let me raise your children, hee hee hee." The charming and alluring Yu Shan was someone I'd never seen before. I bit her ear and thrust my penis deep into her womb. Yu Shan instinctively raised her buttocks, and we joined together in the most intimate position. Hot, gushing semen couldn't resist and spurted out. Yu Shan, bitten by me, let out a soft, comfortable moan. Even with the condom, the semen was still incredibly hot, so hot that I thought I'd really been penetrated. We maintained this position for a while before pulling out my penis. When we removed the condom, Yu Shan excitedly took photos, saying that this amount was enough to burst any girl's womb.

Just as I said I was going to rest, Sister Yu Shan grabbed my hand tightly. I looked at her; her face was still flushed from the orgasm. She spread her legs open, and her still-uncleaned vulva looked incredibly alluring. She whispered in my ear,

"I took my pills today. Want to try it without a condom?" After saying that, she pecked my cheek, her eyes full of doting and expectation. My hand, held by Sister Yu Shan, quickly became intertwined with hers. I almost didn't think twice before pounced onto the bed and became entangled with Sister Yu Shan. In

her wild waving, she knocked her phone off the bedside table. *Thud!* The phone fell to the floor and started playing music; the song was Hebe Tien's "Love!"

"I love you, you love her

, she loves her, she

loves him, you love me, I

love him, he loves him, he loves her...

Wait,

why is there no one in this world who loves each other anymore

? Why is everyone in this world unhappy?

Why does everyone in this world love others but not themselves?

Since you love him, he loves her, I love you, you love him, then let's love ourselves a little more. That's how we'll be happy. No matter the form, I hope our friendship lasts a long, long time from now. By then, you won't love him anymore, you'll fall in love with another him, and then another him. But as long as you remember to love yourself, then you've loved me.

" [The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/123191.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=123191&aspx=1

Previous Page : My Campus Romance with Luna

Next Page : Recalling my youthful days in college

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Senior's girlfriend

comment Open a new window to view comments