My Taiwanese girlfriend who studied in the US

There are quite a few Taiwanese people in the US. But in my department and school, there aren't that many Chinese people, so I felt naturally close to her.

We first got to know each other on a group project. We were assigned by the professor to discuss news censorship systems in Asia.

We each diligently read and researched before discussing. We cooperated well. We often sat face-to-face in the library, communicating with each other via MSN. We ate sandwiches for lunch. In the evenings, I would treat her to a drink at a bar. Our friendship grew stronger every day.

I loved listening to her Mandarin. It was soft, gentle, and sweet, as if she was always being affectionate with me.

During class discussion time, she sharply separated mainland China and Taiwan, saying that mainland China had a backward system while Taiwan's news system was very advanced, even freer than the US in many ways, effectively exercising its oversight function over the government.

At that time, I was a genuine patriotic young man, eagerly anticipating the liberation of the Taiwanese people and welcoming Taiwan back to the mainland. How could I tolerate such treasonous remarks? So, in class, we openly debated. The result was that our group assignment failed because we couldn't reach a conclusion and couldn't convince each other.

Calming down, I thought: I'm on a scholarship; if I fail, where will I get my tuition next year? Others are paying for their own tuition and don't care about this. Besides, Taiwan's reunification isn't solely my responsibility; even if I gave up my scholarship, Taiwan wouldn't reunify overnight.

So, I found her, and on a dark and stormy night, we went to a bar and had a heart-to-heart talk. I basically told her I hadn't considered things carefully and hoped she could understand; we needed to keep working on the group assignment. She, perhaps, had also come to terms with it, and we cleared up our differences, laughing heartily.

That's when I learned she was from Taoyuan, but her parents were divorced, and she moved to Taipei with her mother. Her mother remarried, had an unhappy marriage, and then divorced again. Now she lived alone.

From then on, our relationship progressed rapidly. One weekend, we went to the supermarket together. When we got back, she cooked, and I ate. Of course, after the meal, lust arose.

Neither of us was naive. And we were deeply in love.

The moment I entered her, I thought of Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring": "

Following the stream, at first it was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for a person to pass. After walking dozens of times, it suddenly opened up.

" I loved her moans. They were soft, almost unbearable groans.

I loved her movements. Gently, slowly moving her body, signaling to me whether to attack fiercely or gently.

The first time, we tasted the great crab of life. The loud splashing at our point of union was like rowing a small boat through a soft, squeezing passage in the gentle night—dark, yet incredibly exciting.

As the boat passed through the passage and finally reached its climax, the bow burst open, shooting brilliant fireworks into the sky.

As the fireworks slowly faded, she held me tightly with her arms, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist.

I heard her satisfied cry: "Lan, I love you so much."

We reveled day and night. When she wasn't in class, she would come to my rented apartment, wearing only an apron, to cook for me. Often, before the meal was finished, lovemaking would begin.

[The End]

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