Boiler operator in the backyard of the elementary school

Chapter One: That Year, That Person

Northern China was not only the cradle of heavy industry but also a resource-rich region, boasting numerous

coal mines, iron ore mines, and oil fields. This story takes place in the late 1980s in N town, a city in B province of northern China. N town

possessed a renowned iron mine, already famous during the Japanese occupation, known for its high-quality iron ore

. It was a key supplier of ore to a state-owned steel plant, a pillar of B city's economy.

By the late 1980s, the succession system had been in place for nearly twenty years and was nearing its end. However, due to its long

implementation , almost every family in N town had someone working at the mine, making

them relatives of the state-owned mining company. Under those circumstances, coupled with the excellent benefits at the mine, almost all the children in N

town chose to follow in the footsteps of the family. Only a very few ambitious children chose to study hard,

aiming for vocational school or university. Yes, you read that right; graduating from vocational school at that time was a remarkable achievement, directly

securing a position in the public security, procuratorate, court, land, and tax departments. Young people interested in that period can read this on their own, and those who don't understand the concept of

"succession should also read this on their own.

The protagonist of this story, Shi Lei, is seven years old this year. He just graduated from junior high school and took over his parents' job, being assigned to

work at the town's primary school. However, with his limited education, being a teacher was far too difficult.

The primary school principal, Sun Liya, clearly understood this, but Shi Lei's parents had both been teachers at the school, passing

away in a work accident, leaving behind only their son. The organization was obligated to provide care, so Shi Lei,

strangely, enjoyed the benefits of a teacher but was assigned to tend the boiler in the school's backyard. Was tending the boiler simple

? Obviously not, but he could learn. Thus, Shi Lei acquired a mentor, Zhang Hongjun.

This Zhang Hongjun, born in 1944, is forty-five years old this year. He always says he was born in the old days and grew up under

the red flag , and he loves photography, often taking photos in his spare time to earn extra money. Shi Lei

has been his apprentice for almost a month now.

It was a Thursday, and the bright early spring sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and through the morning mist, casting dappled rays across

the campus. Shi Lei, still half-asleep, crossed the school playground, walked past rows of single-story classrooms, and arrived at the school's backyard,

slowly making his way along the pebble-paved path.

As Shi Lei walked, he cursed inwardly, "Damn it, that old bastard, that son of a bitch. He makes

me push coal every day, and every other day he makes me come in an hour early to light his stove.

I've only been his apprentice for a month, and I've already lost several pounds. There's a long road ahead;

how am I supposed to survive?"

"That old bastard's a bachelor, living and eating in the break room next to the school boiler room,

the kind who only has himself to worry about. Yet he often goes out in the middle of the night and doesn't come back until nine or ten the next morning.

What the hell is he doing? Whatever he does, I can't always get up early to work for him for free. Once my probation period is over

, I'll be a full-time employee, a teacher. If that old bastard still dares to act like this, I'll

turn on him. Yes! Turn on him! I'll tell that old bastard he won't let me push coal alone, and he certainly won't let me get up early

to work for him." Shi Lei was already at the boiler room door when he finished calculating.

The boiler wasn't big; it mainly supplied drinking and bathing water for the school teachers, and also included a

steamer for cooking rice. The water usually had to be boiled and the steamer cleaned before the teachers arrived at 6:30. Zhang Hongjun usually did

all this work himself, since he lived at the school and it didn't bother him. But since he got an apprentice

, he'd been free, often needing Shi Lei to come early to relieve him, while he went off to relax somewhere.

"You brat, look at the fucking time! Why are you only just arriving? If I hadn't come early, I would have been late!"

Zhang Hongjun yelled angrily when he saw the still-sleepy Shi Lei.

Shi Lei rolled his eyes at Zhang Hongjun, who was being cheeky, and went to the back lounge to change.

"Hey! Hey brat, watch out, they're washing photos in the back room, don't expose me!" Zhang Hongjun roared

, walking over and locking the door.

Shi Lei replied dismissively, "Ah! I know. Who wants to go into your place?" Inwardly, however, he cursed,

"This is the government's rest room. Even if you live there, it's not your home. They haven't let me in since I arrived. Where am I

supposed to rest? It's like there's some treasure inside!"

"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and get the coal. How can you be so lazy at such a young age?" Zhang Hongjun

urged impatiently, his face extremely unpleasant, as if someone owed him money.

Pushing the wheelbarrow, after several trips, adding coal and preparing it, Shi Lei was already drenched in sweat

. But he couldn't go to the rest room to rest, so he could only squat on the wall of the boiler room, secretly smoking a cigarette. Actually,

he liked squatting here at this time; even if you asked him to go inside to rest, he wouldn't. This place was inconspicuous

, yet it offered a commanding view of everyone entering and leaving the boiler room to fetch water and cook rice. Since discovering this

place, he had squatted here almost every day at this time, watching the female teachers come and go, admiring their varying figures

. Once, when the pretty music teacher, Tian Xiang, bent down to fetch water, he peeked

through her open neckline and almost saw her entire white breast, which excited him greatly

. From then on, he watched her almost every day, enjoying it immensely.

"It seems like black slip-on leggings are really popular lately! Every young woman wears them, you can see the shape of her legs, the shape of

her buttocks , everything is clear, and sometimes you can even vaguely see the color and style of her underwear. This is a real

feast for my eyes; I wonder who invented these things, I should really thank them, hehe." Shi Lei smugly smoked his

cigarette, watching the female teachers coming and going, his mind wandering and filled with fantasies.

Ah! Tian Xiang is here. Shi Lei stared wide-eyed at her from afar, afraid of missing a single moment. Tian Xiang was

the music teacher at this elementary school, thirty years old this year, with a daughter who would soon be attending this elementary school.

Tian Xiang was wearing a white short-sleeved top, unbuttoned, over which she wore a black bodysuit, and of course, she was also

wearing the latest trendy black slip-on shoes. Like a thief, Tian Xiang tiptoed in

, fetched some water, and hurried out. Just as she reached the door, she stopped, seemingly

called by Zhang Hongjun who came out of the back lounge. They were too far apart, and speaking very softly, to hear clearly

. They exchanged a few brief words, and then Tian Xiang ran away as if being chased by wolves

.

"Sigh! I didn't see anything again. I haven't looked since then. When will I be able to look again?"

"Only once?" Shi Lei sighed in disappointment. He was a little dejected because he hadn't seen what he wanted.

But he quickly perked up again. He saw the school's undisputed beauty queen arrive.

"Oh! Zhao Lixia's here. She lives in the school staff dormitory and never brings her own food; she certainly wouldn't come to

fetch water , because every time it's her turn, some silly guy always does it for her. Besides,

Tian Xiang already fetched the water for their music group today," Shi Lei muttered to himself.

Zhao Lixia was nine years old, a recent graduate from teachers' college, assigned to this elementary school as a music teacher. She was still

on probation , but back then, probation was basically just a formality, you know.

Before Zhao Lixia even entered, Zhang Hongjun, who was standing at the door, rushed up to her, shamelessly striking up a conversation. He

then tried to take the plastic bag Zhao Lixia was carrying, but for some reason, Zhao Lixia seemed to refuse. Smiling, she

personally carried it inside, then gracefully turned and left, leaving Zhang Hongjun standing at the door, his eyes fixed

on the departing Zhao Lixia, like a hungry wolf eyeing a wounded rabbit.

"You old lecher!" Shi Lei threw down his cigarette butt and cursed fiercely.

But this girl really is beautiful. She's taller than me, looks like she's at least 70! Those

calves, that waist, that breasts, that oval face, those dimples paired with big, dark eyes and long, wavy

hair—her smile is absolutely mesmerizing. If I could have her in bed and give her a good push, it would be amazing. Shi Lei

thought to , watching her disappearing figure, before collapsing against the wall. He no longer wanted to look at other women,

because any man who had seen Zhao Lixia wouldn't want to look at any other woman. Yes, any

man .

Shi Lei closed his eyes, thinking of Tian Xiang, thinking of Zhao Lixia. Hmm, Tian Xiang was more alluring, after all, she was a married

older woman, knew how to sell her charm, and looked very sexy. But Zhao Lixia was also very sexy, her figure

was far superior to that of the 56-year-old Tian Xiang. Sigh! The file I peeked at when I helped the principal move offices that day, why did it only list height,

not bust, waist, and hip measurements? How big were Tian Xiang's breasts? They looked bigger than Zhao Lixia's. No!

Zhao Lixia's should be bigger, after all, she was tall and big, so her breasts were naturally bigger too. Yes! Zhao Lixia's were

bigger, but because she was tall, they looked smaller. If you really put their breasts side by side, Zhao Lixia's

would definitely be bigger.

Shi Lei's mind wandered, gradually sinking into fantasies, and he couldn't help but want to masturbate.

"You brat, get down here! Turn off the boiler and add coal!" Shi Lei was so startled by Zhang Hongjun's roar that he almost

fell off the wall. Without a word, he jumped down and pushed the iron cages, each with a nameplate from a different department and filled with

lunchboxes, into the boiler.

At 11:30 a.m., it was lunch break. In those days, unlike now, there weren't hotels, restaurants, or

snack shops . So, teachers and students who lived nearby ate lunch at home, while those who lived far away went to the boiler room to get their own lunchboxes,

and a few close friends would gather together to share lunch.

Tian Xiang never brought lunch, even though she didn't live nearby. She preferred to ride her bike home to eat rather than bring food.

Zhao Lixia didn't live locally; she lived in the school's staff dormitory, so she had to bring food, but she

didn't have to fetch it herself because too many men were willing to do it for her. Ever since Zhao Wenxia grew into

a young woman , she'd never lacked willing volunteers like this. Even with Zhao Wenxia's disgusted glares,

they were happy to oblige, simply because of her beauty and her captivating

smile .

But today, Zhao Wenxia didn't want anyone offering such hospitality. Her fiancé had specially prepared the food for her and

personally delivered it early that morning. She didn't want anyone to touch the food, not even the takeout containers, which was why

he'd personally delivered it to the boiler room that morning. Now, Zhao Wenxia sat at her desk, fuming as she searched for her lunchbox.

She was so angry because her PE teacher, Zhu Jun, had fetched it for her earlier. Zhao Wenxia cursed inwardly, "That meddlesome

toad! Who asked you to fetch it? I even changed my lunchbox today, and he still managed to find it! How annoying!"

Little did she know, in their department, besides herself, only Tian Xiang brought her lunch, and Tian Xiang never brought her own. So, the only one left

was naturally hers. She had no idea how much effort Zhu Jun had put in to be the first to rush into the boiler room and earn

the honor of fetching her lunchbox. It's unavoidable; the more beautiful a woman is, the more unreasonable and willful she becomes. Because she

was so beautiful, all the men, even other women, habitually gave her special treatment. Zhao Lixia

had been spoiled and pampered since childhood, and this pampering fostered her spoiled temperament.

In fact, Zhao Lixia was a country girl; her parents were genuine farmers. She was their only daughter and

their only pride. Naturally beautiful, Zhao Lixia was raised like a princess by her parents, Zhao Tiecheng and his wife.

As long as Zhao Lixia was happy, the elderly couple would even risk their lives. Zhao Lixia could be said to have never

suffered hardship, living a more privileged life than many city children. She loved singing and dancing from a young age, and with the Zhao couple's

tireless efforts, she finally passed the entrance exam for the art department of a teachers' college.

Actually, Zhao Lixia didn't want to go to teachers' college; she wanted to go to high school, then to an art university, to become

a singer, to become a star. But that required money, which Zhao Tiecheng and his wife simply couldn't afford. The teachers

' college, on the other hand, had the lowest tuition, offered government subsidies, and guaranteed a stable teaching job upon graduation. Therefore, Zhao Lixia

reluctantly enrolled in the teachers' college. Even just getting into the teachers' college was a big deal in their village; she became

the pride of the entire village.

Since Zhao Lixia started studying at the teachers' college, she was surrounded by suitors, with all sorts of temptations

coming . Some promised to assign her to good schools, some promised to let her pursue further studies, and some even offered

to pay to make her a star. But these were all toads in Zhao Lixia's eyes; none of them caught her eye. Zhao Lixia

yearned for a classic Hamlet-like love. She always felt that a prince and princess should be together.

In the end, she chose Zhao Haibo, who was in the same year as her. Although Zhao Haibo had no background, Zhao Lixia liked his

handsomeness, his talent, his honesty, and his thoughtfulness. Therefore, after graduation, risking a possible permanent

position, she followed Zhao Haibo to town N in city B, simply because Zhao Haibo had been assigned

to teach mathematics at a technical school affiliated with a state-owned mining enterprise in that town. (In those days, the salaries in state-owned enterprises were higher than those in public institutions. It wasn't

until Jiang Zemin came to power, and then Zhu Rongji, that public institutions were brought up, state-owned enterprises were dismantled, and all workers were laid off.)

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Just as Zhao Lixia was recovering from her anger and preparing to slowly enjoy her romantic lunch, the office door was

suddenly pushed open. The one who dared to barge into someone else's office so brazenly and rudely was none other than

Principal Sun Yali at this school.

Although Zhao Lixia was displeased, she still had to stand up and force a smile to greet the old woman.

"Don't be so polite, Xiao Zhao, come, sit down. Oh! Lunch? Look how untimely I am," Sun Yali

said insincerely, with her signature bright smile that was always on her face.

"Principal Sun, did you want to see me?" Zhao Lixia disliked this old woman and even more so this insincere

conversation. She wanted to end this talk as soon as possible, so she went straight to the point.

"Sigh! How should I put it? Little Zhao, you have excellent qualifications and outstanding professional skills, and you're still young.

But... sigh! What can I say?"

"It's alright, just tell me what's on your mind." Zhao Lixia said this, but inwardly she cursed,

"Who do you think you are, 'big sister'? Don't you know your age? What kind of trouble are you causing now, you old hag?"

Sun Liya paused and continued, "Little Zhao, with your qualifications and professional skills, you should have no

problem . But you know, our school already has a music teacher. Music isn't a subject, and the school

has limited spots this year. After deducting those who take over, we also need to consider the allocation of miners' children. After all,

this is a primary school in the mine, so your permanent position might be difficult. As your older sister, I

'm giving you this heads-up in advance so you can think of a way. If it really doesn't work out, quickly contact the school and see if you can be assigned to

teach in your village. Work there for two years, and once you've achieved some results, I guarantee I'll find a way to get you transferred."

Sun Liya's words left Zhao Lixia speechless. This wasn't just about forcing her,

a golden phoenix who had flown out of the countryside, back into the rural area she had worked so hard to escape; it was also because this would mean

a long separation from her "prince." Reality proved so cruel. The inexperienced Zhao Lixia was at a loss,

completely stunned.

Sun Liya, seeing Zhao Lixia's reaction, secretly found it amusing. Standing up, Sun Liya patted Zhao Lixia's shoulder and

sighed, "There's nothing I can do, sister. That's just the country's policy. Luckily, you're still young, you'll

have plenty . Don't take it to heart, try to think positively."

She turned and walked out the door, then suddenly added, "By the way, Xiao Zhao, my son, Sun Shuwei

, graduated from teachers' college and then completed an early associate's degree program. He was assigned to the Education Bureau in our town. He told me that you and I

are not only alumni but also good friends, and he asked me to convey his greetings. He said he'll invite you to my house for dinner

when he comes. Hmm… I think he should be home next weekend, so you have to come!" After saying this last sentence, Sun Liya

slowly walked out, gently closing the door, her face still bearing her signature bright smile.

Zhao Lixia was left alone, sitting blankly in the office. Could Zhao Lixia still eat this warm, loving lunch

?

The teachers' bathroom opened promptly at 2 PM and closed at 4 PM. It was already 3:40 PM.

Shi Lei, who had been busy all day, could finally rest for a while, but he could only sit on a chair outside the break room.

The break room was his master's house, and obviously, his master still hadn't agreed to let him in.

"Phew! Finally finished. After those bastards finish showering and cleaning up the bathhouse, I can go home."

Thinking about getting off work soon, Shi Lei felt a surge of happiness.

"Why does Tian Xiang never come to take a bath? I really want to see what she looks like without makeup. That little bitch really knows how to dress up,

all that heavy makeup. I wonder where she learned it, but it does look really good." (

Back in women didn't dress up or wear makeup like they do now. And very few women wore makeup. As for

what women looked like with makeup back then, you can watch the Spring Festival Gala of that time and imagine it yourself.)

Suddenly! Someone tapped Shi Lei on the shoulder. Shi Lei jumped in surprise and looked up to see Zhang Hongjun. "What's up,

Master? Do you think I'll die if you don't scare me every day?" Shi Lei asked unhappily.

Zhang Hongjun, who had seemed somewhat smiling just moments before, became displeased upon hearing Shi Lei's words. He said, "Damn it, you

brat ! I'm just trying to be helpful by telling you that you can go home early today, and you don't need to come to work so

early tomorrow, just come two hours later. Why don't you know what's good for you?"

"Really? Master, did I hear that right? You're cleaning up the bathhouse yourself?"

Zhang Hongjun glanced at his watch and replied indifferently, "Ah! I'll clean it myself, get lost."

Shi Lei thought to himself, "Did the sun rise in the west today? This old guy is suddenly being so nice to me? Whatever

, if he's not eager to leave work, he's definitely out of his mind."

"Thanks, Master," Shi Lei said as he walked towards the boiler room.

Zhang Hongjun said impatiently, "Why aren't you leaving yet? What are you doing here?"

"Getting my things, taking a shower," Shi Lei said impatiently.

"You have poop on you, do you? You wash every day, hurry up and get going!"

And so, Shi Lei was chased away by Zhang Hongjun on his way home. Walking down the street near his home, Shi Lei grew angrier and angrier.

"That old bastard, always acting like he's taking points from me. Just a damn temporary worker, wait until I'm a permanent employee, then

let's see if he dares to act tough with me. You old codger, so what if you're related to Principal Sun

? What the hell makes you so great?"

Shi Lei was increasingly angry. He'd been busy all day and hadn't even had a chance to shower. Springtime was windy, and he was covered in dust and grime

from . Finally, Shi Lei decided to go take a shower anyway

. "That old bastard, I don't care what you do!" It was already past four o'clock when Shi Lei arrived at the bathhouse, and the men's bathhouse door was already locked. Shi Lei

pushed the door open , thinking, "That old bastard cleaned up pretty quickly. I wonder if anyone's still in the women's bath. Women

are always slow and often stay out late, so the old man probably hasn't cleaned up yet. I need to hurry over and check, lest he

's already finished and I can't shower."

He arrived at the women's bath, but the door was locked. Shi Lei muttered angrily, "Damn it, he cleaned

up fast. I'm definitely going to shower today." He stomped his foot and turned to walk towards the boiler room to get

the key.

When he got outside the boiler room, Shi Lei was dumbfounded; the door was also locked tight. This made

Shi Lei even angrier. He cursed inwardly, "Damn you old bastard, out buying a coffin?

He clearly hasn't cleaned up at all, and I'll have to clean up his mess tomorrow."

Enraged, Shi Lei went around to the wall where he usually squatted, easily jumped over, and...

Behind the boiler room window in the wall, about half a meter away from the window, were two large water tanks, one hot and one cold. Shi Lei

knew the way well; he easily opened the window with a gentle lift and then jumped inside.

To get to the changing room in front, he had to pass through a narrow passage between the two side-by-side water tanks, barely wide enough for one person

to pass through. Shi Lei slightly turned to the side, just about to squeeze in, when suddenly a pale, bare body without

lower , startling him greatly. Yes, it wasn't just a pale upper body, but a

fair, full, naked woman's torso. The body was turned sideways to him, bent over, hands on the ground, as if

bending down to pick something up. The lower body was covered by the water tanks, so from the passage between the tanks, it looked eerily as if

there were no lower body.

On that fair body, two pairs of full breasts swayed wildly, a head of black hair cascading over her round,

smooth, heaving shoulders. At the same time, the faint, suppressed

moans of a woman making love could be heard from across the way.

This sudden scene left Shi Lei stunned. Then, the woman seemed to sense someone on the other side of the water tank and

turned her head. It was a lovely, round face, with large, almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears,

staring at Shi Lei with a mixture of sorrow and fear.

Startled by this sight, Shi Lei quickly ducked behind the water tank. His heart

pounded : "This…this is…Music teacher Tian Xiang! Yes! It's Tian Xiang, this…what's going on?

Is she having sex here? And…who is having sex with her?"

Soon, Shi Lei had his answer. A man's voice came over: "Damn, that's great,

fucking here is so exciting. We haven't done it here in ages since that idiot came. I have to rush to your place in the middle of the night

whenever , and your kids are such a pain in the ass, it's never enough. Hey, by the way!

Why was your husband home last night? If you hadn't come out before me, things would have gone wrong." "He...he changed shifts, he...no...no more shift work...he's going to Changbai." Tian Xiang answered

breathlessly . "Damn, why did your idiot husband change shifts! Now, with that idiot during the day and your husband at night, where are we supposed to do it? How about you stay a little later, and we do it after that idiot gets off work?" "No, I...I have to pick up...pick up the kids, their dad works in the mine...it's too late for kindergarten... " The violent thrusting made a popping sound, making Tian Xiang almost incoherent. "Damn it, I don't care about all that. Anyway, I'll fuck your cunt twice a week," the man said viciously. "Noon...noon to my office...from now on...I'll bring my own lunch. Xiao Zhao...Xiao Zhao is leaving soon ...from now on...from now on I'll be all alone." "Xiao Zhao is leaving? Where is she going? What's going on?" The man suddenly stopped thrusting, making Tian Xiang, who was about to reach her climax, unable to restrain herself. She moaned, "Don't...don't stop...keep going." "Damn! You slut, look how horny you are. Tell me about Zhao Lixia, and I'll keep fucking you." "I...I can't take it anymore...let's go...go to the inner room...I'll tell you when it's over," Tian Xiang pleaded . The conversation and voices stopped, followed by Tian Xiang's soft cry. Shi Lei peeked out and saw Tian Xiang being carried lazily on the shoulder of a tall man, heading towards the inner lounge. Tian Xiang's already petite body looked even smaller on the shoulder of the 85-foot-tall man. Just as Shi Lei watched the two figures disappear into the darkness, he was startled to find Tian Xiang looking up at him. He saw the blush on her cheeks, her disheveled hair, and her tattered false eyelashes; yet, none of this could obscure the tender, pleading, and mournful look in her eyes. That gaze felt like a sharp sword piercing Shi Lei's chest. Like turned and leaped out of the window, fleeing. Shi Lei walked and ran frantically, not really knowing if he was walking or running. His mind kept asking himself, "Was that Zhang Hongjun? Yes, it was him. That was Tian Xiang, Teacher Tian, right? Yes, it was her. But how could they... how could they..." Night fell, and he slowly lost his bearings. Lying on his kang (heated brick bed), Shi Lei's heart was darker and more confused than the sky. The next day, after work, Shi Lei returned to his kang. He didn't know how he got through the day . As if he had done something wrong, he worked with his head down, even during breaks, avoiding eye contact, especially with his mentor Zhang Hongjun. But he still saw Tian Xiang, because she had indeed come to the boiler room to steam rice. She saw him, but acted as if nothing had happened, greeting him as casually as usual. Shi Lei, however, had already fled in terror. Shi Lei spent his days hiding and escaping, until he ran home after work. In truth, Shi Lei didn't know what he was hiding from. Tired and sleepy, he lay down on the kang (heated brick bed) and fell asleep. The next morning, Saturday, a time when the country had recently implemented a two-day weekend, and people were still excited about having more days off each month , Shi Lei was awakened by a series of knocks on the door. Still half-asleep, Shi Lei squinted and opened the door, then froze, forgetting even to rub his tired eyes . Tian Xiang! Yes, it was Tian Xiang. Tian Xiang stood at his doorway, still heavily made up, still wearing long false eyelashes, still with dark eyeshadow; her eyes were still filled with that gentle sorrow . (To be continued) Main Text【The Boiler Worker in the Elementary School Backyard】Chapter 2 Is it him, or him? Word count: 5972 Shi Lei stood frozen at the gate, his whole body numb, his mind completely blank. He couldn't understand the situation ; all he could do was stand there blankly. Tian Xiang looked at Shi Lei with a sorrowful expression, then suddenly whispered, "Silly boy, what are you staring at? Let me in ." Before she finished speaking, Tian Xiang had already slipped into the yard and walked into the house. As Tian Xiang passed by Shi Lei , a strong scent of rouge wafted over, making Shi Lei, already stunned and struggling to breathe, feel even more suffocated. However, that sweet voice sent shivers down Shi Lei's spine. It was even more beautiful and melodious than when Tian Xiang sang in class, like heavenly music that soothed and captivated the soul. "You live alone?" Tian Xiang asked casually as she reached the door. Only then did Shi Lei come to his senses.

Subconsciously, Shi Lei went to the front door and replied, "Yes, my parents are gone, I live alone." "Oh! Why are you still

living in a bungalow? Didn't the school build a lot of staff housing? Why didn't you get one?" Tian Xiang said, already

opening the door and going inside. Shi Lei was completely bewildered and could only follow behind blankly, mechanically

replying, "Those are only for those with connections. Now that my parents are gone, who cares about me?" "Sigh!

It's true what they say, once someone's gone, the tea grows cold." Tian Xiang sighed, passing through the kitchen and into the bedroom.

The bedroom was a mess, with the bedding haphazardly pushed onto the kang (a heated brick bed). It wasn't that Shi Lei

hadn't made the bed in the morning; he hadn't even covered himself with a blanket last night and hadn't taken off his clothes before going to sleep. When these beddings were

made, how many days they hadn't been folded or aired out, even Shi Lei himself probably couldn't say.

Tian Xiang, who had originally intended to sit on the edge of the kang, frowned slightly upon seeing the pile of quilts and abandoned the

idea.

Shi Lei, being somewhat perceptive, quickly dragged out a wooden office chair,

smoothed it out, and turned to say, "Please sit down, Teacher Tian." Before he could speak, Tian Xiang suddenly

pushed him down into the chair and straddled his lap. Shi Lei gasped in surprise, but no sound came out,

because her sexy red lips were already pressed against his, tightly against his thick lips, her fragrant tongue already inside

his mouth.

Shi Lei was completely stunned. He felt like he was dreaming, but he could clearly feel Tian Xiang's

round, jade-like buttocks on his lap, and he could clearly smell the faint scent of rouge. Her flowing hair gently brushed against his

face, releasing a woman's fragrance. This was real, not a dream! Shi Lei knew it clearly. Because Tian Xiang

's hands had already roughly torn open Shi Lei's clothes.

Tian Xiang's lips left Shi Lei's, greedily licking his young, rough

cheeks like a puppy, then back to his lips, then back to his cheeks, then back to his lips,

then back to his cheeks... Slowly, her pearly teeth bit his ear, it hurt, it really hurt, but it also

felt . Shi Lei was completely confused, his breathing became heavy, he felt dizzy, suffocated, hot, and his penis

"rebelled"...

In his dazed state, Shi Lei vaguely saw Tian Xiang slightly lift her buttocks, casually

pull down half of the black bodysuit covering her beautiful body, then didn't pull it down any further, pulling off her red underwear as well,

then with an expression that was practically gritting her teeth, she sat down directly on him. With a beautiful moan, Tian Xiang

frowned, hugged Shi Lei tightly, and collapsed onto him.

Youth, passionate youth, is full of vitality and challenges; everyone's youth is

beautiful , though it may contain not only opportunities, success, or glory, but also traps, schemes,

scars, or regrets. Yet, everyone's youth is equally filled with passion and emotion, and everyone has their own

unforgettable passionate youth.

A white short-sleeved shirt was tossed onto the kang (heated brick bed), while a black bodysuit and black bra were lost among the bedding;

elastic black slip-on shoes hung on equally elastic calves, stretched to their limit. A fair back,

rounded buttocks, mature and full breasts—this was the body of a beautiful, mature woman, glistening with sweat,

undulating , throbbing, rotating, grinding, trembling…

Not far from Shi Lei's home was the primary school where Tian Xiang taught. The classrooms were all single-story buildings, some

remnants of the Japanese occupation. The classrooms were connected by a closed corridor; to enter these classrooms, one

had to first enter this closed corridor through the main gate before entering the individual classrooms. These corridors,

along with the classrooms, formed an orderly "X" shape, surrounding the playground. Opposite the school gate, behind the innermost classroom building,

was a row of single-story houses—the staff dormitory.

It was the weekend, and the dormitory was quiet. Actually, it was quiet usually, as the

teachers were all local miners' families, so only one person usually lived there. That person was Zhao Lixia, but

she wasn't there now.

On a small mound in the grove behind the dormitory, Zhang Hongjun sat

there . "Sigh! Where did she go so early in the morning? I was planning to take more pictures before she left. It's rare

to find such a beautiful woman," Zhang Hongjun muttered in disappointment.

He had secretly photographed Zhao Lixia here many times, especially on weekends when no one was around, a time when he was

most unrestrained . But he had never captured the kind of breathtaking photos he wanted. Even so, he was satisfied.

Looking at the photos, Zhao Lixia's natural beauty in everyday life had already made the old man content and

his soul soar. Where did this little girl go? Zhang Hongjun muttered in disappointment.

Little did he know, Zhao Lixia had already boarded the bus, heading to her boyfriend Zhao Haibo's place.

This was perfectly normal; the decision to meet with her boyfriend on weekends, which she had made many times before, was one she had

pondered all night.

Ever since Principal Sun's conversation with her that noon, Zhao Lixia's heart had been caught in a painful struggle

. Couldn't the prince and the duke be together? No! It couldn't be; she wouldn't let that happen.

But what could she do? That evening after work, she went to the school's reception office and called her boyfriend, tentatively

asking Zhao Haibo if, if he got a permanent position, she could also get one as his spouse.

Zhao Haibo didn't answer directly, but Zhao Lixia sensed her boyfriend's difficulty. She comforted him,

telling him she was just asking casually and not to overthink it.

How could Zhao Lixia, who told her boyfriend not to overthink, not overthink it herself?

On Friday night, Zhao Lixia tossed and turned on her iron bed in the dormitory. She kept trying to make up her mind:

should she marry him, or should she marry him? She had been pondering this question for two days and two nights, and still

had no answer.

Zhao Lixia knew Principal Sun's son, Sun Shuwei, but her memory of him was vague. In her memory

, he was just one of many suitors back in teachers' college.

Zhao Lixia tried hard to recall. She remembered that Sun Shuwei was two years older than her, a student council member,

dark-skinned, thin, and short; but very flamboyant and confident, always boasting and bragging

about his family background and what he considered his "talent."

Although Sun Shuwei had also pursued Zhao Lixia madly for a year, Zhao Lixia disliked him, for reasons she couldn't quite explain.

Why did she hate him? There was no reason. She simply hated those overconfident, persistent "toads" who relentlessly pursued her

, including Sun Shuwei.

However, she was now confused: should she marry the "prince" or the "toad"? In

fairy tales , princes and princesses always live happily ever after, and Zhao Lixia firmly believed that with hard work, she

could achieve that beautiful fairy-tale. But now, having just graduated, she had to face reality, confront

the so-called "power" she encountered for the first time in her life, and make her first major life decision. This

seemed too difficult and cruel for a nineteen-year-old; but that's life, that's how it is.

You have to face many things; you can't choose to escape. Because once you choose to escape, although you won't

suffer , you'll be destined to be a loser, and more suffering will await you. So,

facing the first crossroads in her life, Zhao Lixia made what she believed to be the right, albeit difficult, decision.

Early Saturday morning, she took the bus to meet her boyfriend.

Zhao Haibo's school was a vocational

school affiliated with the mining company, specifically designed to train skilled workers for the mines. Regardless of whether they were family members of miners, anyone could enter this school after graduating from junior high school. After

two years of training, they would be assigned to work in the mines, becoming miners with a sense of honor and securing

a stable, government-owned job. This was an incredibly tempting prospect at the time, even more alluring than attending high school or university.

With such an incentive, applicants flocked to the school. Among them were recent junior high graduates, those of working

age, people from rural areas, and people from cities. But regardless of their background, they all faced

fierce competition from miners' children, whose scores were based on a combination of ten points. Some of these miners' children came because their families had many sisters and not enough places to take over the family business;

others had just graduated from junior high school, their parents were still young and not yet ready to take over, and they themselves lacked the ability to pass the entrance exams

for vocational schools or high schools. However, the vast majority were forced into the school by their families.

They didn't care about their grades; whether they did well or poorly didn't matter, as long as they could eventually take over the family business.

Today, Zhao Lixia wore a black long-sleeved batwing top, a black short skirt that just reached her knees,

and black chunky-heeled sandals. Her long, slender, fair legs were accentuated by the mysterious black, making her appear even more

alluring and deadly.

Zhao Lixia's outfit was incredibly trendy at the time, considered "unconventional," and coupled

with her stunning beauty and captivating aura, she drew furtive glances and whispers from everyone on the bus

.

Upon receiving a call from the gatehouse, Zhao Haibo rushed to the dormitory gate. Amidst envious

glances , he was led away by Zhao Lixia, disappearing outside the school gates. On the school playground, the dormitory

residents, young and old, watched the perfectly matched couple, occasionally uttering murmurs of admiration or envy.

Zhao Lixia was 67cm tall, and with heels, she was almost 74cm, yet she still had to look

up at the 83cm tall Zhao Haibo. Looking at her beloved, Zhao Lixia was completely melted.

Her fiancé was indeed the most handsome man. Although many people described her boyfriend as handsome like Xu Wenqiang

, she felt that comparison was somewhat inadequate. In her eyes, Zhao Haibo was the most handsome

prince, one of a kind.

The happy couple walked hand in hand, sweetly side by side, through the street to the small garden behind the technical school.

After passing through they reached the hill behind the school and slowly climbed it. It was as if the world only consisted of the two of them.

At a relatively flat spot halfway up the hill, Zhao Haibo took off his coat and spread it on the ground. The two sweet people

sat down, Zhao Lixia leaning happily against Zhao Haibo's side, whispering sweet nothings.

"Haibo, let's get married." "Okay, once I'm officially hired, I'll apply for housing with my supervisor, and then

we'll get married and invite all our friends and colleagues to celebrate. Oh, and I'll also ask my supervisor to allocate

apartments near your school, so it'll be much more convenient for you to commute..." "No, Haibo,

I mean now, let's get married now! I want to be your bride right now, can we get married at the end of this month

?" "The end of the month! Why? Neither of us is old enough to get married, we can't register!" "I don't care

about registration, as long as you love me and want me to be your wife, that's more important than anything else. We'll

invite our colleagues and supervisors at the end of the month for a simple wedding, and they can be our witnesses.

I don't care about marriage certificates or houses." "Then where will we live after we get married? Will we still live in dormitories?" Zhao Haibo couldn't believe

his ears; how could such happy days have come so quickly?

"Rent a place, silly." "But...but, Xia! This is too unfair to you. Our wedding

shouldn't be this simple. Remember you told me our wedding should be unique, the best.

How suddenly..." Zhao Haibo finally stammered out his doubts.

"Because...because right now I just want to...be your bride, to be your...your woman."

Zhao Lixia's face flushed red, her heart pounding. After speaking, she closed her eyes, lay back, and her trembling,

delicate hands took Zhao Haibo's hand and placed it on her chest.

This sudden happiness filled Zhao Haibo with trepidation. He couldn't believe that

this

girl, with whom he had dated for three years, who would blush even holding hands or hugging, and who wouldn't allow him to cross any boundaries beyond that, was now on this small hill, agreeing to do *that* with him, about to become his woman. This

was exactly what Zhao Haibo had dreamed of. From the first moment he saw Zhao Lixia

, from the day he became her boyfriend, he had dreamed of this moment every single day. In the dead of night in his school dormitory, he had fantasized

countless times, leaving countless stains on his bedding because of these fantasies. But he had never dared to

have feelings for Zhao Lixia, not because he didn't want to, but because he dared not, couldn't bear to, couldn't let go. So when he couldn't control himself, he would secretly run away to

the commercial vocational school a few kilometers away to meet his old flame from junior high. But today, he could finally have his wish fulfilled

.

Then, Zhao Lixia, her face flushed and eyes tightly closed, felt herself being

lifted up by a pair of trembling but strong hands. Slowly, her batwing top was lifted, the clasp of her bra was unhooked, and her bra slowly came off

her body . Then she was gently laid back down. A mountain breeze blew gently, a cool sensation brushing against her chest.

Even with her eyes closed, Zhao Lixia

She also looked at her own inviolable breasts.

Zhao Lixia felt even more shy now; if she could see herself, she would know how

red her face was and how rapid her breathing was.

Her legs were lifted, her waist gently supported, and her panties were removed. A pair of large hands pressed against her chest,

then moved to her lips, tongue, and teeth, while those hands were already caressing between her legs. Zhao Lixia

's heart pounded, her face burned, and pain shot through her chest and lower body, but she felt no anger, nor

did she want to stop it. Simply because a woman is being looked at and caressed by the one she loves, even if it's something she doesn't want,

she only feels shy, not unhappy.

The burly body pressed down on her, the back aching more from the pebbles and fallen leaves, but then came an even greater, more unbearable pain

between . Zhao Lixia let out a soft, pitiful

scream, a scream that echoed through the mountains, but it was a scream of happiness. Soon, happiness turned to pain, and pain turned to happiness;

happiness was pain, and pain was happiness. The world became distant, chaotic, confused, and vanished, leaving only

the two happy people.

The morning was beautiful, but beautiful things are fleeting. The sun was already high in the sky. Shi Lei lay sprawled on the kang (heated

brick bed), staring blankly at the woman before him.

She was a woman in her thirties, nearing middle age. Her age, far from making her

appear old, instead gave her a mature charm that made her even more alluring. Moreover

, she was completely naked; how could one not feel a surge of passion?

This woman who stirred the blood was Tian Xiang. Tian Xiang sat on the edge of the kang, languidly adjusting her clothes,

slowly putting them on. She said softly, "I didn't expect you, silly boy, to be so capable. You've been on the chair,

on the floor, and on the kang (heated brick bed), you really know how to make a fuss. If I didn't have an IUD, I'd definitely be pregnant from all this

. Silly boy, have you been with other women before? This isn't your first time, is it?" Shi Lei nodded

blankly , then quickly shook his head.

Seeing Shi Lei's reaction, Tian Xiang giggled, "Silly boy, it's not shameful,

what's there to be afraid of? I won't be jealous, what's there to be ashamed of?" "Sigh! I didn't expect you to be so capable.

It's getting late, I have to go now, my husband and kids are waiting for me to buy groceries and cook."

Tian Xiang jumped off the floor, glanced at her reflection in the mirror of the high cabinet opposite, and saw her messy makeup. She quickly

took out her small makeup box from her purse and hurriedly tidied herself up.

Shi Lei stared at the woman before him, his mind a blank yet tangled mess. His lips moved, as if he wanted to

say something but couldn't. Just as he finally mustered the courage, Tian Xiang interrupted him.

Tian Xiang looked at her reflection in the mirror and said softly, "You want to ask me why I'm with Lao Zhang?" Without waiting for Shi

Lei's reply, she continued, "It's actually very simple. Just like when you bumped into me and Lao Zhang, I also

bumped . And then, just like you, one of them discovered me—that was Lao Zhang.

Later, on the way to my house, he forced himself on me and took pictures. And that's how it happened." Tian Xiang paused

, then continued, "Now, you're mine. You have to listen to me and keep it a secret.

I'll come see you again tomorrow morning if I'm free." With that, Tian Xiang opened the door and left.

Looking at Tian Xiang's slender waist and swaying hips outside the courtyard, Shi Lei felt a mixture of sweetness,

melancholy, surprise, and fear. At this moment, Shi Lei's feelings were perhaps even

unclear .

After seeing Zhao Lixia onto the bus, Zhao Haibo watched the bus disappear from sight, clutching his now-

stained crimson coat, his heart pounding with excitement. He realized how wonderful life was, how

kind , and he felt like the happiest person in the world.

A new week began. Tian Xiang didn't come on Sunday morning. Shi Lei didn't know whether he hoped she would come or

not, but he waited that day. In the end, Tian Xiang didn't come, and for some reason, a faint disappointment

welled up

inside him. For a whole week, every time Shi Lei saw Tian Xiang, he felt uneasy, while Tian Xiang acted as

if nothing had happened, still greeting him sweetly and warmly to everyone. The only

difference was that Tian Xiang had actually started bringing her own lunch. However, Old Zhang didn't go anywhere at noon, staying

alone in the break room smoking. "It's probably because Zhao Lixia hasn't left yet, otherwise the old man would definitely have gone there,"

Shi Lei muttered to himself. Of course, Shi Lei was given special treatment by Lao Zhang twice this week, leaving work early.

So the next day, he had an extra task: cleaning the bathhouse. But Shi Lei didn't complain, nor did he ask why, because he knew why. And

so the week passed, and the weekend arrived again. [The Boiler Worker in the Elementary School Backyard] Chapter 3 **Chapter 3: Emotion and Power** Word Count: 657 On Saturday morning, Shi Lei didn't sleep until late as usual. Instead, he woke up early and couldn't fall back asleep. A strange feeling settled over him, as if he were anticipating something. On the cabinet, the old grandfather clock, which no longer chimed, pointed to ten o'clock; actually, the clock could still chime, but Shi Lei hadn't wound it. Feeling somewhat down, Shi Lei got up . He hadn't slept since he woke up. He got dressed, went to the kitchen, and saw that the stove had long been turned off. Looking around the messy kitchen, there was nothing to eat, so he kicked the thermos; thankfully, there was still some hot water. Shi Lei didn't care if the water was hot enough or if it would even make instant noodles; he took out a "Danxia" brand of instant noodles, threw it into a bowl , and poured in water. Since his parents' accident at school, he had become accustomed to this chaotic life, and his concept of home had become blurred. Shi Lei ate the waterlogged noodles, silently thinking, "Will she still go to the morning market to buy groceries? Why didn't she come? Should I go to the morning market and buy some groceries for dinner?" Saturday afternoon, sunny. Zhao Lixia entered Principal Sun's house as promised, something she had decided on the previous week. Zhao Lixia was confident about everything that was about to happen, but one thing still surprised her. That was that Sun Shuwei had changed. He used to be flamboyant, extremely confident, and always boasting...

The boastful man had become calm and reserved in just over two years, speaking little but with impeccable manners.

Zhao Lixia couldn't believe that such a short period of time could change a person so drastically.

Perhaps the only things that hadn't changed about Sun Shuwei were his dark skin and short stature.

Sun Liya bustled about, magically preparing a table full of food in a very short time. At this moment,

no one would believe that this was the same decisive school principal, because she looked more like

a typical mother-in-law, happily busy preparing for the return of her son and daughter-in-law.

The three of them ate together harmoniously, sharing the same smiles and joy, yet each harboring their own thoughts. Yes,

three people, three thoughts; each had their own plans, none of which were written on their faces. Humans are

so terrifying and hypocritical; what they say and what they wear on their faces may not be true. That's human nature—a peculiar

species.

Saturday evening, the setting sun had just shyly revealed its rosy hue, and the earth was still bathed in bright sunlight. Zhao Lixia and

Sun Shuwei had already arrived at the school's staff dormitory.

Principal Sun's home wasn't far from the school; for a normal person, it would be a five-minute walk at a normal pace. But

the two walked extremely slowly, each lost in their own thoughts, unsure how to properly express themselves to the other.

"I'm sorry!" Sun Shuwei finally decided to speak his mind.

"What! What did you say?" Zhao Lixia asked, puzzled.

"I know why you came to my house. It was my mother's idea, I'm very sorry."

Zhao Lixia stared at Sun Shuwei, unable to believe her ears. This arrogant and

domineering now saying such things. What kind of trials could change a person

's character so drastically? Zhao Lixia was lost in thought for a moment.

Sun Shuwei looked up at Zhao Lixia, who was standing there stunned, and continued, "I know you don't believe me,

but that's the truth. After you graduated, I learned from a classmate that you were doing an internship here, so I gave up

the opportunity to be assigned to a big city and decided to come to this small town to take over my father's

job . I just didn't expect that you would end up at my mother's elementary school. When my mother found out about my plans, she

did this without my consent. I'm sorry!"

Zhao Lixia thought for a moment and said calmly, "Why are you apologizing to me?"

Sun Shuwei answered without hesitation, "Because I'm confident that I have the ability to make you marry me. My mother

threatening you like this will only make you resent me more."

Zhao Lixia and Sun Shuwei walked side by side in silence. After a few seconds, with a faint, disdainful smile, she asked, "You

're still so extremely confident. What makes you think I'll definitely marry you?"

Sun Shuwei replied without hesitation, "Power! You should understand the word 'power.' It's something

everyone . Because with it, you can achieve success and get everything you want. You know,

my father used to be the head of the personnel department in the Education Bureau. He's been suffering from heart disease for many years, and now I'm here to take over

his position. Although I'm not the head yet, I believe that with my abilities, I, Sun Shuwei, will one day be not only the head of the department, but also

the director of the bureau . At that time, you will be my wife, and that power will naturally be yours."

Sun Shuwei finished speaking in one breath, looking at Zhao Lixia, but unfortunately, he didn't see the expression he wanted to see.

Zhao Lixia 's beautiful face only appeared colder.

Sun Shuwei sighed, paused, and then said, "I know you don't believe me, but I can definitely do it. That's

why I apologized to you. I don't want my mother's threats to hurt your feelings for me.

What I want is your approval, and I hope you can willingly be my wife."

"That's probably never going to happen," Zhao Lixia replied calmly.

"What won't happen?"

"Marrying you, being your wife. Whether threatened or willing, it won't happen," Zhao Lixia

answered firmly.

"Why?" Sun Shuwei suddenly lost all his composure and asked angrily. Zhao Lixia

didn't answer. She looked ahead and realized they had reached the school's staff dormitory.

No , and the door was still locked.

Zhao Lixia walked over, opened the door, and turned to Sun Shuwei with a cold smile, "Come sit in my room, and

I'll tell you why."

The school's staff dormitory was very simple. In a rectangular room of a little over twenty square meters, besides a wardrobe,

a table, a wooden chair, and an iron bed, there was only one other room. The wardrobe, table, and chairs were so worn that their age was obvious at a glance

. Only the creaking iron bed, freshly painted

, seemed to defy description in its age.

Zhao Lixia sat on this bed, while Sun Shuwei sat opposite her in a wooden chair, listening

intently to her answer. Zhao Lixia

brushed her long hair aside and said softly, "The answer is simple. I'm

getting ."

"Who?"

"Zhao Haibo."

"You and he won't be happy. What he gives you will never match what I can give you. You still have time to make

the right decision."

"It's too late!"

"Why?"

"Because just last week, I gave him everything."

"Really? I don't believe it."

"It's true. I've given him the most precious thing a woman can have, unless you want to marry an unclean

woman ."

Sun Shuwei stared intently at Zhao Lixia's resolute and cold face, a face that finally convinced him it was

true. Then, he flew into a rage, trembling with fury, completely out of control

. He ripped off the mask he'd cultivated over the past two years, leaping hysterically, kicking over

a wooden chair, and roaring, "You'll regret it! You'll regret it! You'll both regret it! I swear! I

swear, you'll pay the price, right now...right now!"

Sun Shuwei kicked the table again, turning angrily to stride out. Just as he was about to open

the door, Zhao Lixia suddenly said coldly, "If you leave now, you'll regret it too."

Sun Shuwei stopped, but didn't look up, shouting, "What do I have to regret?"

"Regret missing an opportunity."

"What opportunity?"

"The opportunity to get my body."

"What?" Sun Shuwei froze, turning around to see Zhao Lixia half-leaning against

the bed, her eyes fixed on him with a resolute yet icy gaze.

"What did you say?" Sun Shuwei asked again.

"I won't marry you. But today I'll give you my body in exchange for what I want."

Having finally understood, Sun Shuwei stood there speechless for a few seconds before regaining his

composure and calm. He smiled and said, "How do you know I'll agree?"

"Because I know this is what you want too. Although it was given to someone else last week and will never be

yours, at least it's yours now." As she spoke, Zhao Lixia gently unbuttoned the top two

buttons , revealing her pink bra, half-hidden like the setting sun outside the window.

Sun Shuwei stared at Zhao Lixia, considering for a few seconds before reverting to his nature,

pouncing on her like a wild beast.

The setting sun lingered, its warm rays gently bathing the room, like colorful clouds softly sprinkling

on one's skin. Inside the room, a thin, dark-skinned man, naked, was on

top of a voluptuous, tall woman with fair, smooth skin, her eyes tightly closed, her clothes completely stripped off.

He was passionately kissing every inch of her skin. The stark contrast between her skin tone and height made the scene appear

bizarre and ridiculous from a distance, like a small black date rolling on a white slice of cake.

Zhao Lixia kept her eyes tightly shut, enduring the frenzied caresses and kisses. From the moment Sun Shuwei frantically tore

off her clothes, she had decided to silently endure it. Although her eyes were filled with tears and her heart was

bleeding, it was a choice she had long ago made, and one she believed to be the right one.

The frenzied Sun Shuwei was completely immersed in that beautiful body: full breasts, long legs,

a slender waist, rounded buttocks, and a breathtakingly beautiful face. At this moment, he was filled with primal

desire for conquest, filled with the satisfaction of finally releasing his primal beastly nature.

Gradually, her beautiful nipples hardened, turning from bright red to purplish-red; soft, alluring

moans and heavy breathing came from beneath her. The alluring moans belonged to one person, while the heavy breathing

belonged to two.

The reluctant sunset eventually had to leave, and gradually the warm sunlight disappeared from the room.

What remained were the moans, the heavy breathing, and the continuous, creaking

sound of the iron bed.

Evening fell, and the sky grew dark. Sun Shuwei dressed and wearily left Zhao Lixia's dormitory,

looking as exhausted as someone recovering from a serious illness.

Inside the dormitory, on the iron bed, Zhao Lixia lay motionless, naked, like a corpse in a morgue

. In truth, she desperately wanted to get up immediately and wash away the filth Sun Shuwei had left on her hair,

face , and lips. But now she couldn't move an inch. She felt

paralyzed, numb and powerless, like a puddle of

mud submerged in filthy water. Only now did she realize that lovemaking between men and women could be so brutal. A man's

penis could be inserted into his mouth and anus; fingers could not only replace that penis, but also penetrate the anus

while the penis was penetrating the front, or vice versa . This violent brutality, though humiliating and painful, seemed to possess an infinite magic , stirring ripples in her still bleeding heart. Sunday, the weather was as sunny as ever. Shi Lei got up early and, for the first time ever, went to the morning market. But he didn't know what to buy. In fact, he wondered why he had come here, and what his purpose was . He wandered aimlessly, yet seemingly full of anticipation, back and forth in the morning market again and again. Later, even he himself found it laughable, but he still went through it again and again until the morning market closed. Weekends are pleasant and short for most people, although a few don't feel that way. But it's over now, and a new week has begun. On Monday, Zhao Lixia started getting busy early, inviting everyone to her wedding . Shi Lei was even invited, which surprised him, but he wasn't excited. Because now, almost nothing could surprise him anymore. Tian Xiang suddenly stopped bringing lunch, and the chances of running into her were even fewer. Occasionally , when they did bump into each other, Tian Xiang greeted him casually, just like she would with anyone else. It was as if that day had never happened, as if it were just a dream of Shi Lei's. Zhang Hongjun was unusually quiet this week; he didn't make him leave early to make room for him; he didn't constantly nag him to do chores like before, and he didn't nitpick at him like he usually did. Zhang Hongjun had spent almost every day of the week hiding in the break room he was never allowed into, busy with something. Shi Lei didn't care; this week was arguably the most relaxed he'd had since starting work. Another Saturday morning, and for some reason, Shi Lei couldn't sleep in as long as he usually did. "Should I go to the morning market?" Shi Lei muttered to himself. "Sigh! What's the point?" Shi Lei felt suddenly inexplicably strange, as if he'd suddenly become quite foolish. But in the end, he couldn't help but get up and decide to go to the morning market. The moment he opened the door, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure staggered towards him from afar, instantly rousing Shi Lei. Tian Xiang! Yes, it was Tian Xiang. Tian Xiang approached him, carrying a basket full of ingredients in one hand and a flat , tall, seemingly heavy cardboard box in the other. She smiled charmingly and said, "Silly boy, where are you going ? It's so heavy! Come on! Give me a hand, then help me get inside." The cardboard box was opened, revealing an electric frying pan, a small rice cooker, and a bottle of "Lao Long Kou" baijiu. Shi Lei looked at Tian Xiang bustling in the kitchen; he was amazed that this petite woman was so strong and could carry so much. Soon, a fragrant meal filled the table. Tian Xiang sat down beside Shi Lei with a smile and said softly , "Did you miss me? Today is Xiao Zhao's wedding, so I took the opportunity to come. I was worried you'd go." "I don't want to go, it's boring," Shi Lei replied with a smile. He paused for a moment and then asked, "Sister Tian, today..."

"What's this?"

Tian Xiang smiled gently. "Last time I came, I found your house was simply unlivable. The electric frying pan and

rice cooker are for you. From now on, you need to eat on time, live a proper life, and act like a home."

"Oh! But what I'm asking is, why are you so good to me, and why did you cook such a big meal for me? Is today

your birthday?"

Tian Xiang giggled, her laughter shaking. "Silly boy, you're mine now, of course I

'll be good to you. As for this meal, it's to celebrate you, silly boy, being promoted to head boiler manager."

"Huh? Sister! What did you just say?" Shi Lei asked, dumbfounded.

"I mean, you silly boy, you'll be officially hired next week. There's only one year left until the 1990s

. You're quite lucky, managing to snag a permanent teaching position before the succession system is completely abolished."

Shi Lei sighed, "Is it my good fortune? I'd rather not have it."

Hearing this, Tian Xiang also felt a touch of sadness, saying, "I heard about your parents' situation,

it was from coal smoke, right?"

"Yeah! Let's not talk about that, sister! Let's have a drink." Shi Lei picked up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp.

Tian Xiang smiled charmingly, "Right! Let's not talk about these sad things, cheers to the future boiler manager!"

After saying that, Tian Xiang also decisively finished her wine.

Shi Lei refilled his and Tian Xiang's glasses, and said with a wry smile, "Head Boiler Manager! What a fitting title,

Sister Tian, you really know how to tease people."

Tian Xiang giggled, "Silly boy, don't you believe me? From now on, you'll be the one running the boiler room

. If you're not the Head Boiler Manager, who is?"

"If I'm the one running the room, then what about my master?"

"From now on, he'll only be in charge of the bathhouse." At the mention of Zhang Hongjun, Tian Xiang suddenly fell silent.

"Really! How could that be? I don't believe it. He wouldn't let me into that stinky place, he'd rather die than let me in. Would he let me?"

"Of course not, that's where he develops negatives and stores photos. Principal Sun has agreed to block up the door to that

rest room , open another door leading to the bathhouse, and then build a brick wall to separate the rest room from the boiler room.

You, the head manager, won't have a rest room." Tian Xiang replied quietly.

"Why did Principal Sun suddenly do this?" Shi Lei asked.

"It was all that old guy's request." Tian Xiang replied.

"But why would Principal Sun listen to him?" Shi Lei asked, puzzled.

"Of course she'd listen to him. Even your early promotion was something that old guy asked Principal Sun to do."

"Why?!" Shi Lei was completely bewildered and asked blankly.

"Didn't I tell you? Sun Liya and Lao Zhang have a special relationship. They got together when they were sent to the countryside.

Later, when the educated youth returned to the city, Sun Liya married someone else to get a better job. Lao Zhang was later

assigned as a boiler operator in a coal mine in the city. He worked there for a few years before losing his job for secretly filming women bathing. Later,

Sun Liya became the principal of our elementary school and got Lao Zhang here to work as a boiler operator. If it weren't for Lao Zhang's criminal record,

Principal Sun probably would have promoted him long ago. As for why he helped you, I'm not quite sure. But that old guy

is the kind of person who won't do anything without a reason. You silly boy, you'd better be careful in the future."

Alcohol is a good thing. It can make sad people forget their sadness, make happy people even happier, and even allow

two strangers to confide in each other and become close friends.

After a few drinks, Shi Lei was no longer reserved, chatting casually with Tian Xiang, drinking and eating.

The saying "when you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust" is indeed an old adage. The two, full and satisfied, embraced, and a sense of spring immediately filled the messy, dilapidated little

house . But there were no passionate words, only the rumbling "spring thunder"

echoing from inside the house to the yard, continuing until evening.

A new week arrived, and as Tian Xiang had said, he had been promoted ahead of schedule, and Zhang Hongjun had gone to manage the bathhouse.

Shi Lei's life continued as usual, but he felt his life was no longer aimless, but filled with anticipation.

Although he couldn't quite explain what this feeling was, at least his heart wasn't so restless and depressed anymore, and

he no longer wandered aimlessly through the morning market.

Zhang Hongjun's life was even more comfortable. Every day, besides cleaning the bathhouse, he would bang on the water pipes,

reminding Shi Lei to increase the pressure, or yell at Shi Lei for heating the water too hot or too cold. Shi Lei stopped

cursing, not even in his mind, because he thought this mentor seemed alright.

For Shi Lei, the only disappointment of the week was not seeing Zhao Lixia, as she was on

her honeymoon . Shi Lei still felt a little regretful for not attending Zhao Lixia's wedding. He really wanted to see

what Zhao Lixia looked like as a bride; she must have been very beautiful.

"It's a pity I'll never see her youthful face again," Shi Lei silently lamented.

Meanwhile, Zhao Lixia, who was on her honeymoon, had naturally been promoted ahead of schedule, but she didn't enjoy this rare honeymoon, nor

did enjoy the sweet time together, because she and Zhao Haibo had spent those few days on renting an apartment

. Now the prince and princess were finally together, but they had to face a harsh reality. Would

everything still go so smoothly? (To be continued)

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【The Boiler Operator in the Elementary School Backyard 】Chapter 4

= ... ============================================================================== Chapter Four: Untitled, Yes, Untitled. Word Count: 9958 Weekends, spring weekends, always make one excited to run outside, to run into the embrace of nature, and then...

Enjoying the embrace of spring to the fullest. But Shi Lei wasn't like that. It wasn't that he didn't want to go out, but he wanted to wait for someone.

Who? Of course, it was Tian Xiang. Unfortunately, he didn't see the person he was waiting for, and so Saturday passed.

Sunday Shi Lei waited again, and still no one came. But Shi Lei wasn't disappointed, nor was he as

anxious and dejected as he had been in the previous two weeks. Because Tian Xiang had told him long ago that if she could come, she

definitely would. Since Tian Xiang hadn't come, something must have held her back. What could it be? Her husband, her child, or Zhang Hongjun? Thinking of Zhang Hongjun,

Shi Lei naturally thought of Tian Xiang by the boiler room water tank that day, and naturally also thought of Tian Xiang on Zhang Hongjun's

bed —was it the same as on his own kang (heated brick bed)?

Thinking of this, Shi Lei suddenly felt ridiculous. He

seemed Tian Xiang had told him herself that she was born in 1959. That meant Tian Xiang was thirteen years older than him.

How could he have developed feelings for an old woman, and arguably a prostitute-like old woman at that? However,

Shi Lei had to admit that Tian Xiang was truly beautiful, and in that aspect, she

was indescribably wonderful—a world of difference compared to his girlfriend from junior high. Besides, if

a woman is beautiful and has a captivating figure, even if she's a little older, it doesn't matter much. Thinking of this,

Shi Lei didn't find himself ridiculous anymore.

Monday arrived again, a day most people dread, but Shi Lei didn't. Every

Monday meant he could see the beautiful female teachers at school, the young girls who hadn't yet reached puberty,

and of course, the most beautiful Tian Xiang. Right, shouldn't Zhao Lixia be at work too? Thinking of this, Shi Lei's motivation to

go to work surged.

Zhao Lixia naturally came to work; after all, the wedding was over, and not coming to work wasn't an option.

The wedding ; she and Zhao Haibo had been looking at houses everywhere, but almost none of them were quite satisfactory. And there was

something else that made Zhao Lixia very embarrassed: although she and Zhao Haibo were married, they had nowhere to live and had to

stay in Zhao Haibo's dormitory. As a result, Zhao Haibo's roommates had to squeeze into the next room

. But that wasn't the most embarrassing thing. The most embarrassing thing for Zhao Lixia was what Zhao Haibo did with her at night

. Although this was something that newlyweds would inevitably do, for Zhao Lixia it was extremely embarrassing,

shameful , and even painful. Whenever Zhao Haibo brought her to the peak of excitement, she had to try

her best to suppress her impulse and lower her voice. However, Zhao Lixia found that suppressing

the urge was so difficult, even more difficult than rejecting Zhao Haibo's love for her. So, every time Zhao Lixia

reached the crucial moment, she would either bury her head deeply in the pillow or grab anything she could grab and stuff it into

her she would grab anything—socks, underwear, pillowcases, towels—and

stuff it into her mouth without hesitation. Unfortunately, even so, the creaking of the damned iron bed gave away

their actions. So, they stopped messing around on the bed and simply stood on the floor. Although Zhao Lixia was

67cm tall, the burly Zhao Haibo could easily lift her up from the floor. Even if he got tired,

Zhao Lixia lean against the wall, or the two of them could simply stand there and do whatever they wanted. As long as she

was with the one she loved, Zhao Lixia wouldn't mind doing anything, especially since she really enjoyed this

way of making love away from the bed. But the problem was, this way, she couldn't find anything to gag herself

. She couldn't tolerate having dirty things stuffed into her mouth until the crucial moment. She tried to

cover her mouth herself, and Zhao Haibo would naturally try to cover hers, but the results were far from satisfactory.

To avoid the strange looks from the people in the next room in the morning, they eventually

moved to the floor. That solved all the problems. But Zhao Lixia soon discovered that people's

gazes hadn't changed. Those gazes seemed to whisper, "Hey! That little wench did

that again last night. Look! Her man fucked her hard again last night." Zhao Lixia couldn't stand those looks;

she couldn't understand how those people knew. Little did she know, newlywed grooms almost always treated sex like a daily routine

, and Zhao Haibo was no exception. Otherwise, why wouldn't Zhao Haibo agree every time she begged him to stop

, afraid of being overheard? A whole night of battle, even occasionally a brief encounter in the early morning

—after all this, Zhao Lixia woke up every morning with a

flushed face and a languid, weak gait. In her state, who wouldn't know

what she had done the night before?

Although Zhao Lixia didn't understand these things, she desperately wanted to escape. She didn't want to go to

her , even though it would only be the two of them there, and there wouldn't be any awkwardness. But just seeing it,

even just thinking about it, made her heart bleed. There, the swan had been viciously bitten by a toad, the

wound a scar she could never heal, the pain an unforgettable experience. Compared to that place,

this place better, though not by much. So, Zhao Lixia urged Zhao Haibo even more urgently

to go and rent a place with her.

Unfortunately, they weren't entirely satisfied with the few places they looked at. Thus, now that her vacation was over and she had

begun submitting reports, Zhao Lixia had to temporarily separate from her prince and return to the staff

dormitory that caused her so much heartache.

The office door opened, and Tian Xiang walked in, greeting Zhao Lixia warmly. Zhao Lixia

politely responded to Tian Xiang, offering some polite pleasantries. For some reason, Zhao Lixia

always . It wouldn't be entirely accurate to say that she was a beautiful woman

who couldn't stand women more beautiful than herself. Because Tian Xiang couldn't compare to her in any way, and besides, Tian Xiang was already

an older woman. Zhao Lixia harbored a strange aversion to Tian Xiang, but she wondered if Tian Xiang

felt the same way.

The office door opened again, and Principal Sun Liya entered.

Both Tian Xiang and Zhao Lixia felt the same disgust at Sun Liya's arrival, but their reactions were quite different. Tian Xiang greeted her with a smile, being

overly and solicitous, while Zhao Lixia sat there silently.

Sun Liya exchanged a few pleasantries with Tian Xiang with her signature smile, then turned to Zhao Lixia and said, "Little Zhao,

please fill out this registration form and send it to the personnel department."

As she spoke, Sun Liya handed over the registration form.

"Oh! Okay, I understand." Zhao Lixia reached out to take it, but Sun Liya loosened her grip, and the form

fell onto the table.

Sun Liya looked at Zhao Lixia sitting there, pushed up her glasses, and said with a mocking smile,

"Little Zhao is not only beautiful, but also very capable. It's rare to see someone so young with such performance.

You know, the number of official positions is very tight this year. Little Zhao, your position was specially approved by the organization. You've

gained . Young people should learn to be grateful. You must continue to work hard and do your job well, and not

let down the organization's trust and training."

A few ordinary official words sounded particularly grating to Zhao Lixia's ears. Zhao Lixia

felt her face burning and lowered her head, not daring to look at Sun Liya again. Suddenly, she heard Tian Xiang curse

fiercely , "You old hag! Little Zhao, don't listen to that stinking white tiger. That old woman is the worst kind of person."

Only then did Zhao Lixia realize that Sun Liya had left. Holding the form in her hand,

only she could truly understand the bittersweet emotions she felt .

Shi Lei, in the boiler room, had also received the same registration form. His completed form lay on a pile of

dilapidated tables and chairs. These chairs were discarded by the school and salvaged by Shi Lei from the garbage.

Shi Lei wielded a hammer, determined to build himself a bed since there was no rest room. He would place it near the hot water tank in winter and the cold water tank in

summer keeping it warm year-round. Although he had long since lost his parents and become an orphan, Shi Lei was already quite independent and capable

of taking care of himself. His usual slovenly appearance was simply due to a condition common to many men: laziness.

And the only cure for this condition was a woman—the woman he loved. Did Shi Lei also have

a woman he loved?

Watching the scraps of wood he had salvaged from the broken chairs gradually take the shape of a comfortable and spacious

wooden bed , Shi Lei smiled happily. He hadn't smiled so joyfully in a long time.

The old clock on the wall struck with a sharp, resounding "dong!" Shi Lei looked up; it was already 9:30. He needed to submit the form to the personnel department

before . Shi Lei quickly washed his hands and face, grabbed the form, and rushed out.

On the playground, the students were preparing for their morning exercises. Music class was usually during the third or fourth period of the morning,

meaning Zhao Lixia would have to teach the class after the exercises. She checked the timetable, found

the class teacher, selected a few students, and carried the very old-fashioned organ to the classroom. After arranging

everything , Zhao Lixia went to the personnel department.

The personnel department was located at the far west corner. As soon as Zhao Lixia turned around, she saw

the back of a short, dark-skinned boy. Seeing this back, Zhao Lixia's heart skipped a beat, and she abruptly stopped. Could it be

Sun Shuwei ? Zhao Lixia's face instantly turned deathly pale, then flushed red, and then turned deathly pale again.

The man seemed to hear someone approaching, turned around, and stared directly at Zhao Lixia. Yes, how could she

not hear it? Anyone with normal hearing could hear the clatter of Zhao Lixia's high heels from afar

.

Seeing the man's face, Zhao Lixia finally breathed a sigh of relief, inwardly laughing at her own nervousness. Although this man

was also dark-skinned and short, even from behind, it was clear he was taller and stronger than Sun Shuwei.

"Hello, Teacher Zhao." This man was Shi Lei. Seeing the school's most beautiful girl, he was momentarily stunned,

but quickly came over to greet her.

Looking at Shi Lei's smiling, dark face, Zhao Lixia felt nothing but contempt and disdain.

She had seen that kind of smile far too often on those "lazy toads" who constantly clung to him.

Zhao Lixia didn't even glance at Shi Lei, simply grunted, and

walked past him with her usual proud expression. She certainly deserved to be proud; a beautiful woman like her truly deserved that pride.

The office door was locked. Zhao Lixia glanced at her watch; she had ten minutes before class. A little

impatient couldn't wait.

Looking up, she saw Shi Lei still standing there watching her. Zhao Lixia said with a slight reproach, "Why are you still

here ?"

Shi Lei was startled and quickly smiled apologetically, "They told me to hand in a registration form."

Zhao Lixia then noticed that Shi Lei was holding the same form as hers.

Shi Lei also saw the form in Zhao Lixia's hand and smiled, "Teacher Zhao, are you here to hand in a form too? I've been here

for a while, but I haven't seen you."

Zhao Lixia glanced at Shi Lei's registration form. The handwriting was crooked: Name: Shi Lei,

Height: 63cm, Date of Birth: June 6, 1972, Education: Junior High School…

Zhao Lixia said with some surprise, "You're only seventeen this year!"

"Yes!" Shi Lei nodded, also glancing at the registration form in Zhao Lixia's hand.

The handwriting was delicate and beautiful.

"Teacher Zhao, you were born in 1970, two years older than me. I should call you 'sister'.

" Zhao Lixia didn't respond to Shi Lei, but instead said in surprise, "You've actually become a full-fledged employee? You're still so young, and

your education level is only..." She stopped mid-sentence, realizing it was inappropriate, but she had already said it, and although she didn't finish,

it was enough for everyone to understand what she wanted to say.

Shi Lei understood Zhao Lixia's meaning perfectly well. Ever since his parents passed away, he hated nothing more than being

looked down upon. No matter who it was, whether beautiful or a devil, no one could tolerate it. So, at this moment,

he puffed out his chest and proudly declared, "Yes! I've been promoted. I'm taking over my dad's job, a permanent teaching position!"

Hearing Shi Lei's words and seeing his proud expression, Zhao Lixia was suddenly filled with a sense of defeat,

almost collapsing. She had worked so hard to get what he had, yet it was so easily obtained by him; and

she was clearly so outstanding, far superior to him in every aspect…

Zhao Lixia left, practically fleeing. She threw the registration form into Shi Lei's hand

without saying a word. Shi Lei held the form, somewhat bewildered. He couldn't understand why the usually composed and serene

beauty had suddenly acted so strangely. Looking at the two registration forms in her hand, she muttered, "

Just because you're good-looking doesn't mean you can be this awesome! If you want me to help you submit these forms, you should at least fart a few times.

Damn it!"

It was early summer, the sun was shining brightly. Zhao Lixia looked at a slip of paper. It

was from . According to Zhu Jun, this building was in front of his house, the tallest being five floors, and the room for rent was on the third floor.

It belonged to a retired teacher who was renting out an extra apartment because her workplace had allocated her one.

The location was decent. Zhao Lixia glanced at it, put the note in her wallet, and planned to

go check it out with Zhao Haibo on the weekend.

It was already past two o'clock, and the bathhouse was open. Zhao Lixia, who hadn't showered during her honeymoon, checked her watch,

picked up her toiletries, and left the office.

It was past four o'clock, and the bathhouse should have been closing long ago, but Zhao Lixia had just stepped out

. She was always very clean and hadn't showered in a long time.

Women take time to shower, and even longer to get dressed, especially beautiful women. And even slower than that

are beautiful women who know how to dress and love cleanliness—Zhao Lixia was precisely that kind of woman.

When Zhao Lixia finished getting ready and walked out of the bathhouse, Zhang Hongjun, looking displeased, was already standing at the door.

Zhao Lixia felt a little embarrassed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master Zhang, I've caused you trouble."

Zhang Hongjun's attitude immediately softened when he saw it was Zhao Lixia, and he said with a smile, "It's alright, it's alright

. Is anyone else inside?"

"No. I'm really sorry, I've been taking so long, making you work late."

Zhang Hongjun said with a smile, "It's nothing, I'm just an old man, I live here, it doesn't matter if

I get off work ." He paused for a moment and then said, "I heard you're looking for a place, Xiao Zhao. I often go out to take photos,

I've met quite a few, I've taken pictures of them all, I just don't know if you'll like them. Come on, let's go to my rest room, I

'll show you."

After saying that, Zhang Hongjun scurried inside. Zhao Lixia thought for a moment and had no choice but to follow him in.

Inside the bathroom, there were three doors, two old and one new. The old door on the left led

to the men's bath, and the old door on the right led to the women's bath; the new door on the far left, furthest inside, was

naturally Zhang Hongjun's rest room.

Zhao Lixia reluctantly entered the lounge and froze there.

The walls, black walls, were covered with photos—photos of Zhao Lixia herself: her

living and sleeping in the staff dormitory, her every smile and gesture while teaching students in the classroom, and photos of her with Sun Shuwei

that day …

“Heh heh,” Zhang Hongjun lewdly chuckled, “How about it, Xiao Zhao? My photography skills are pretty good, right? Xiao Zhao, you’re

so beautiful and photogenic, really impressive. Look, I took these photos under that damn sun the other day, and they

’re still so clear, quite rare. You could say they’re the best

set I’ve taken since I started photography. This is just a small part; there are many more that haven’t been hung up yet. Want me to show them all to you,

and then you can pick a few rare ones, and I’ll print them out for you and Principal Sun’s son or your husband as a souvenir?”

Bang! The door swung open violently, and the stunned Zhao Lixia fled. At that moment, Zhao Lixia's

mind went blank. All she knew was to run, to run relentlessly. She didn't know where to run to or why, but

she had to escape. In her panic, she fled into the bathroom's changing room. When she realized she'd entered the wrong room, Zhang Hongjun,

completely naked, followed her in and slammed the door shut.

The bathroom was empty, but the water was still hot, and the entire space was humid and filled with white

steam. Panicked, Zhao Lixia froze. Her slender waist, her stunning beauty, her graceful posture,

the misty steam—all combined to create a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

But the most beautiful things are fleeting, and this breathtaking scene was no exception. This beautiful picture

was quickly torn apart by a beast, a beast that was like a human, a human that was like a beast.

The tall and fierce Zhang Hongjun rushed forward, moved behind Zhao Lixia, grabbed her from behind

, covered her mouth with one hand, and dragged her from the changing room into the bathtub.

Before Zhao Lixia could react, a large hand had already

grabbed her full breasts. "You...you pervert..." Zhao Lixia only realized what was happening at this moment

and cried out instinctively, but her mouth was quickly covered by that large hand.

"Mmm...mmm...no..." Zhao Lixia struggled violently.

Seeing Zhao Lixia's fierce resistance, Zhang Hongjun restrained her even more tightly. As an older man,

especially an experienced and vigorous one like him, he knew very well that this was a woman's instinctive reaction;

any woman in this situation would react the same way, it was perfectly normal.

"Don't move, or I'll strangle you..." Zhang Hongjun whispered viciously in Zhao Lixia's ear.

At the same time, a large hand covered her mouth even more forcefully and tightly.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Zhao Lixia struggled in the man's arms, only able

to let out faint sounds through the gaps between her fingers.

Zhang Hongjun brought his head close to Zhao Lixia's ear, enjoying the delicate

fragrance of the beautiful female teacher fresh from her bath, his lower body pressed tightly against her full, pert buttocks.

"What! You don't want to?... Doing things in a place like this is definitely more exciting than doing it in the dormitory!

I advise you to behave yourself, my teacher Zhao, otherwise many people will like those photos... What do you say,

my little teacher Zhao..."

These words were indeed effective. Seeing that Zhao Lixia was no longer struggling, Zhang Hongjun gradually loosened his grip on her.

Suddenly, "Slap!" Zhao Lixia forcefully turned around and slapped Zhang Hongjun across the face, then

screamed, "Pervert! Help!" Zhao Lixia broke free from Zhang Hongjun's grasp and screamed hoarsely.

There were several doors leading out of the bathroom, all now closed. Her screams couldn't possibly carry out, and

even if they did, no one would hear them, because at this moment, besides them, there was no one else there.

"You fucking bitch..." Zhang Hongjun, enraged, grabbed Zhao Lixia again and pinned her down,

twisting her arms behind her back.

"Ah!..." Zhao Lixia cried out in pain.

"Scream! Scream! Scream! Fuck your mother, you bitch! I'll teach you to scream..." Zhang Hongjun twisted

Zhao Lixia In the midst of the excruciating pain and fear, Zhao Lixia had long forgotten to call for help.

"You bitch! Behave yourself!" Zhang Hongjun grabbed Zhao Lixia and pulled her up, slamming her against the slightly yellowed

white tile wall of the bathroom.

"What are you going to do... what are you going to do... let me go... you filthy scoundrel..." Zhao Lixia's arms were

almost dislocated from the twisting. She endured the pain and gasped as she cursed.

"What am I going to do? Of course, I'm going to fuck you. What else can I do?" Zhang Hongjun replied lewdly.

"No...no...this is rape...I'll go to the police station...you...you can't escape

...Help! Catch the pervert!" Zhao Lixia was still making a last-ditch effort.

"Help! There's a pervert..." Zhao Lixia screamed desperately.

"Shameless bitch, call me a whore!..." Zhang Hongjun, enraged, grabbed a

tattered bath towel that someone had thrown down under the showerhead, crumpled it up, and shoved it into Zhao Lixia's mouth as she screamed.

"Ugh...ugh..." Zhao Lixia screamed in terror, turning her head away forcefully.

"Scream...you whore! You filthy whore, pretending to be a virtuous woman." Zhang Hongjun viciously stuffed the

wet, foul-smelling bath towel into Zhao Lixia's mouth, bit by bit.

"Let me tell you, you better behave yourself. If you don't let me

fuck you . Believe me or not, I'll scatter those photos all over the playground tomorrow. And you even went to the police station to report me? You

can seduce the principal's son, so you can seduce me too! Let's see if they believe the evidence I have or you, you

shameless slut..." Zhang Hongjun said viciously, his hands tightly gripping Zhao Lixia.

"No...uh...uh..." Zhao Lixia was so anxious that tears were already streaming down her face. Her mouth was stuffed full, and

she made muffled moans, desperately twisting her body to escape the hard penis pressing against her buttocks

.

The violent twisting only aroused Zhang Hongjun's desire.

"Hehe, what a horny little ass! Watch how I, Old Zhang, fuck you..." Zhang Hongjun said, reaching out a hand

to lift Zhao Lixia's knee-length skirt.

"Uh...uh..." Zhao Lixia seemed to realize something and struggled even more violently.

In this situation, any woman will struggle, even if it's futile and powerless. It's

a woman's instinct, a primal, animalistic instinct. Zhang Hongjun, experienced like a seasoned hunter,

naturally understood this. He knew that only complete penetration and thorough conquest could

shatter a woman's resistance and tear away her mask of modesty, especially for such a proud woman.

Zhao Lixia's knee-length skirt was lifted, exposing her two plump and slender thighs to the misty

bathroom.

With the fastest speed, the simplest, the most brutal, and the most effective movements, Zhang Hongjun pulled her white

panties down to her buttocks. The sexy, pert buttocks he had seen a thousand times in photos were immediately presented before him

—white, full, and elastic.

Overwhelmed by fear, immense humiliation, and the strangely smelly towel in her mouth, Zhao Lixia almost

fainted .

The white panties stretched between her two fair, slender thighs like a large English letter "h".

Zhang Hongjun twisted his waist, thrusting his thick, dark penis into the young, beautiful, and vibrant

valley . His movements were graceful and practiced, like a skilled old hunter raising his rifle at his prey

; no matter how many times he did it, no matter what kind of woman, he could always do it with such grace and practice,

because he was an old hunter.

Zhao Lixia cried out in despair, finally giving up her futile struggles. At this moment, she suddenly became clear-headed

and calm. She knew very well that even if someone came in and took Zhang Hongjun to the police station,

at most he would only be charged with rape, but the things he possessed, and the secret he knew, would be exposed.

She would pay a heavy price, losing everything she had already gained and everything she might gain in the future.

Seeing that Zhao Lixia had stopped struggling, Zhang Hongjun chuckled and, with unbridled confidence, pressed Zhao Lixia against the white tile

wall, grabbing her waist and hips and beginning to thrust.

Zhao Lixia, her arms freed from restraint, braced herself against the wall. Her waist was controlled, forcing her buttocks to arch backward,

helplessly enduring the humiliating rape. She struggled to pull the towel still stuffed in her mouth, spitting out saliva frantically,

gasping for breath like a fish out of water, seemingly forgetting she was being raped.

"How's it going? Much more exciting in the bath than in the dorm, right?... " Zhang Hongjun said lewdly,

his movements becoming increasingly vigorous and his thrusts faster.

Although Zhao Lixia's underwear had been pulled down, her black knee-length skirt was still bunched up at her waist, and she was still wearing a

white lace blouse; the swirling steam, the half-naked beauty—this obscene scene excited Zhang Hongjun immensely.

"Splash...splash..." Zhang Hongjun, his belly protruding, his buttocks thrusting, forcefully and rapidly, causing

Zhao Lixia's buttocks and thighs to ripple. Her tender labia majora and minora were turned inside out, the tightly stretched passage

oozing fluid; the engorged penis, aided by the lustful fluid, moved in and out more and more smoothly.

Zhang Hongjun's scrotum swayed rhythmically with his movements. "Hehe... what a slut!

You're already wet! You're only nineteen, right? Nineteen and you're already this horny. How old were you when you were deflowered?

Being fucked in a place like this, isn't it exciting..."

Hearing Zhang Hongjun's lewd words, Zhao Lixia felt even more ashamed, burying her face between her arms, painfully

enduring the man's powerful assault from behind. "So beautiful... oh... so tight... so satisfying!" Zhang Hongjun said lewdly

as he thrust in and out of the young and beautiful body . The public bathhouse, used by many, was filled with a peculiar smell, and Zhao Lixia was already on the verge of collapse. "Why...why is this happening...what did I do wrong...to suffer this torment ...how did I become so numb...so shameless?" Zhao Lixia couldn't believe that in just a few short weeks, the proud swan had fallen to this state. She couldn't believe that her proud self was doing this in such a filthy place with an old man who looked after the boiler. She couldn't believe she had felt desire under these circumstances. But the cruel reality clearly told her it was all true. Zhang Hongjun's penis relentlessly penetrated her young body, the glans like a bayonet striking her tender uterus. Zhao Lixia primal lust was being ignited little by little, her fingers gripping the smooth wall tightly. "How's it going? Enjoying it, isn't it, you little slut...hehe...I never thought you, you little bitch, would be so cunning, seducing men just to get a promotion..." Zhang Hongjun said, slapping Zhao Lixia's buttocks hard a few times. "You...you're talking nonsense...you scum...you rogue...you devil..." Zhao Lixia couldn't bear such humiliation any longer. Her face flushed red, she twisted violently, trying to break free of the penis behind her. Zhao Lixia's twisting only played into Zhang Hongjun's hands. He left his entire penis inside her, using...

As Zhao Lixia writhed, feeling the vaginal walls tighten around his penis with each thrust, a series of slurring sounds emanating from

her vagina .

Zhang Hongjun watched the young, beautiful music teacher, her hands braced against the wall, her buttocks raised, unwillingly

writhing fucked by him. He was utterly excited. He grabbed her waist with one hand and pulled

up her long, flowing hair with the other, intensifying his thrusts.

Although Zhao Lixia was unwilling, her young, sensitive body submitted. With each powerful thrust of the man…

Her lower body was unconsciously twitching, and with each thrust to her cervix, waves of tingling and itching spread throughout her body.

She could no longer speak, her vision began to blur, and her voice started to change tone.

Zhang Hongjun sneered, "What a sensitive slut, you came after just a few thrusts... Good! Since it

's your first time with me, I'll give you face and let you have your fill."

Zhang Hongjun thrust vigorously, his movements so forceful that Zhao Lixia almost slammed into the wall. "Ah..."

Zhao Lixia's brows furrowed, her hands braced against the wall, her sexy, full white buttocks arched back,

slowly .

Zhao Lixia hated and loathed the ugly man behind her; but now,

after his penis had entered her body repeatedly, she felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy with it. If

the person behind her wasn't Zhang Hongjun but her prince, Zhao Haibo, how wonderful that would be. Perhaps then she could

enjoy this penis, this stimulation, this exquisite sensation without any sense of humiliation.

"How is it? Want to enjoy it...? If you want, just wiggle your ass..." Zhang Hongjun did it on purpose; when he realized

Zhao Lixia was about to reach her climax, he deliberately slowed his thrusts.

"Ah... how could I do this?" Zhao Lixia snapped out of her daze, her face

flushing . She couldn't believe she had such shameless thoughts under these circumstances. Zhao Lixia realized

she was completely immersed in sex with this man, unable to extricate herself. My God, is this me? Is this still that

proud prince? Zhao Lixia kept asking herself in her confusion.

Zhang Hongjun released Zhao Lixia's hair, reached inside her shirt to fondle her young, firm breasts, and

suddenly sped up his previously slowed thrusts.

Somewhat more aware, Zhao Lixia reached behind her with one hand, trying to stop the man's advances. Zhang Hongjun released his large hands

that had been ravaging Zhao Lixia's breasts, grabbed her long hair and pulled her upright, then pushed her hard with his other hand,

pressing her entire body firmly against the white tile wall, like sashimi laid out on a chopping board.

"Fuck you to death, you little slut..." Zhang Hongjun gritted his teeth and thrust violently.

"Ah...ah...please...stop...stop." In the elementary school staff bathhouse, the 45-year-old

boiler worker's penis was defiling the body of a 19-year-old beautiful female teacher, and at the same time, a

proud heart was being defiled, a beautiful and proud heart. The sacred and proud princess was inviolable; she would surely live happily ever after with

the prince , but at this moment, the once proud princess

had aroused all the lust of an old man, an old rogue.

"Slap...slap...slap..." The sounds of flesh colliding with flesh, flesh colliding with the wall, echoed in the bathhouse

.

"You filthy bitch... ah!" Zhang Hongjun roared, thrusting with all his might, a large gush of milky white semen spurting from his penis and

powerfully shooting into the young, beautiful body.

Zhao Lixia simultaneously stiffened her body, her fingers gripping the white tiles tightly, then after

a spasm, she slowly slid down onto the bathroom floor, her legs still trembling uncontrollably.

Zhang Hongjun stood there, looking at the fallen beauty with a lewd expression, saying, "Your orgasm is really fucking slutty

! How was it, having sex with me, Old Zhang, was it more enjoyable? Who did you enjoy it more with, my son or me?"

"You... you beast... you... what do you mean?" The almost exhausted Zhao Lixia managed to utter a few

words.

"Heh heh, Sun Shuwei is my son. How could that short, stupid Sun produce such an outstanding son?"

Zhang Hongjun paused, then cursed, "Little slut, stop idling around, wash up properly, and have some fun with me tonight."

With that, he grabbed Zhao Lixia's hair, pulled her up, and shoved her into the pool…

Early summer, dawn wasn't breaking yet; three or four in the morning was still like night, and the weather was as cold as

winter . A graceful figure rushed out of the staff bathhouse; disheveled and

staggering, she hurried towards the staff dormitory. The figure was almost naked; her tattered clothes could no longer

conceal her alluring body. The graceful figure held her arms to her chest, occasionally freeing one arm

to lean against the wall as she staggered; each time she freed one hand to support herself against the wall, a wave of movement would ripple across her graceful figure.

Who was this person? Nobody knew. But wasn't there only one person living in the staff dormitory in the backyard of the elementary school? Yes,

only one person lived there.

Daylight breaks, the morning always arrives, and the hardworking people are back to their busy work for a living; but

what about the lazy people? What kind of person is hardworking? What kind of person

is lazy?

Tian Xiang is sitting in her office preparing today's lesson plan. There should be two people in this office, but now

there is only Tian Xiang; it is already past nine o'clock, but Zhao Lixia still hasn't arrived. Who will teach today's class?

Text [The Boiler Worker in the Backyard of the Elementary School] Chapter 5 Hunter and Devil (1)

Chapter 5 Hunter and Devil ()

Word count: 576

Groups of students are playing and chasing each other on the playground, enjoying their childhood to the fullest; immersed

in their childhood, they look so innocent, pure, happy, and joyful. Yes, who in this

world doesn't think that childhood is beautiful, joyful, and the purest and cleanest?

Tian Xiang glanced out the window, sighed, and thought, "Zhao Lixia hasn't arrived yet. Looks like I'll have to teach two more

classes . Sigh! These young people these days are hopeless; they show their true colors as soon as they get a permanent position." Thinking this, Tian Xiang

shook her head slightly and chuckled to herself, "And she's criticizing others, hasn't she become lazy herself? Before, this music class

was my responsibility, so what's there to complain about? I should think about who can cover for me." Tian Xiang

rummaged through the desk, picked up the timetable, and just then, the office door opened, and someone walked in.

It was Zhao Lixia. Tian Xiang was about to greet Zhao Lixia when she froze, because Zhao Lixia

looked so different from usual—in fact, terrible. Zhao Lixia, who usually wore light makeup, was now wearing even heavier makeup than Tian Xiang,

yet it couldn't hide her exhaustion. Her eyes were sunken, bloodshot with dark circles, and her face

was pale and swollen.

Before Tian Xiang could react, Zhao Lixia said apologetically, "Sister Tian, I'm not feeling well today.

Could you cover my fourth period class?" Tian Xiang smiled and said, "Of course! You should rest today

. I'll cover your third period class too." "This…how can I? You have a class in the third period too!"

Zhao Lixia couldn't believe that the usually worldly and materialistic Tian Xiang had not only agreed so readily but had also

covered all her classes for the day.

"It's alright, I'll just find someone to cover for me. Let me see... um... your third period is 3rd grade 5...

your fourth period is 2nd grade 2... I'm 4th grade 3..." Tian Xiang quickly checked the timetable, then smiled and said,

"Okay, I'll go cover for Zhu Jun. I think those kids will be even happier if music class becomes PE.

You should get some rest." Watching Tian Xiang walk away, Zhao Lixia felt extremely grateful, even a

little guilty. She couldn't believe it: "This

old woman who always says whatever she wants to everyone, always wears heavy makeup, and deliberately sways when she walks, is actually so kind and warm-hearted. I'm usually

so , and she doesn't seem to care at all, but now she's readily helping me when I'm in my most difficult time."

Zhao Lixia suddenly felt that she had been a bit too cold-hearted.

It was noon, time for lunch. Since the news of Zhao Lixia's upcoming marriage spread, those annoying "

toads " seemed to have suddenly disappeared. Except for Zhu Jun, who would still occasionally fetch her lunchbox, no one else

did. However, Zhao Lixia hadn't brought lunch today. Even if she could get up early enough to cook the rice, she

really didn't want to be near that hellish boiler room.

There were no classes in the afternoon, so Zhao Lixia glanced at the alarm clock on her desk. She planned to wait for Tian Xiang to come and

say hello, at least to express her gratitude, while she stayed in the dormitory.

The door opened, and Tian Xiang walked in carrying a lunchbox and a plastic bag, smiling, "Little Zhao, you're so popular!

Teacher Zhu heard you were sick and specially ordered food for you outside, and asked me to bring it for him." Inside the plastic bag were

two takeout containers, one containing rice and the other containing sweet and sour pork. Zhao Lixia had no appetite, so she said, "Sister Tian,

you eat. I really have no appetite and want to rest." "Even if you don't have an appetite, you still have

to eat skip meals when you're sick," Tian Xiang insisted, pulling Zhao Lixia to sit down.

Zhao Lixia thought for a moment, then sat down. Just as the two were about to pick up their chopsticks, someone knocked on the door. Tian Xiang said first,

"Who is it? Please come in." The door was pushed open, and a person darted in, glanced around the room, and then

stood casually in front of Tian Xiang and Zhao Lixia.

Upon seeing this person, both women froze, their faces equally pale, filled with

fear and dread.

The person who came in was wearing slippers, shorts, and a tank top.

This person was Zhang Hongjun.

Upon seeing Zhang Hongjun enter, Tian Xiang panicked slightly, forcing a smile as she timidly asked, "

Master , what brings you here?" Zhang Hongjun glared at Tian Xiang and said casually, "Tian Xiang, take your

food and go out. Come back in two hours. Teacher Zhao and I have something to discuss." Tian Xiang was even more stunned.

She looked at Zhang Hongjun, then at Zhao Lixia, at a loss for what to do.

"Damn it, didn't you hear me?! Get out of here!" Zhang Hongjun glared and cursed.

Tian Xiang, like a startled deer, leaped up, grabbed her lunchbox, and hurried towards the door.

"Wait a minute, take this." Zhang Hongjun picked up the takeout Zhu Jun had bought for Zhao Lixia and tossed it to Tian Xiang.

Tian Xiang caught the plastic bag, feeling relieved like a rabbit released from a tiger's jaws, and quickly fled

. As she stepped out of the office, she stole a glance at Zhao Lixia. Zhao Lixia was also

looking at her, her eyes filled with the same surprise and fear. Tian Xiang sighed, gently closed the door, and disappeared

down the corridor.

Watching the door close, Zhao Lixia's heart sank, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "What...what are you going to

do ? Sister Tian...why is she so afraid of you?" Zhang Hongjun, seemingly unconcerned, said, "

Of course I'm here to fuck you. You're so beautiful and so slutty. Just thinking about how cheap you were last night makes me want

to fuck you." "You...you can't do this here. This is an office...someone will see us," Zhao Lixia

said timidly, biting her lip.

"So what if it's an office? I can fuck you on the playground if I want," Zhang Hongjun said,

locking the door behind him and walking to the window to draw the blinds.

While Zhang Hongjun was away to draw the blinds, Zhao Lixia suddenly stood up and rushed to the door. Just as her hand touched the latch

, Zhang Hongjun grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her to the ground.

Zhang Hongjun wrapped Zhao Lixia's hair around his hand, slowly tightening it as if he wanted to tear it

all Tears welled in Zhao Lixia's eyes as she stared at him with wide, watery eyes,

groaning and cursing, "You scoundrel... you beast... let go!" Zhang Hongjun grinned lewdly, punched her

in the stomach, and snarled, "You slut, you slept with both of us, and you still have the nerve to call me a scoundrel

and a beast ." Zhao Lixia curled up in a ball, tears streaming down

her face, unable to utter a single word. Zhang Hongjun lifted her up and slammed her heavily onto the desk, then grabbed her hair and slapped

her three or four times across the face.

Zhao Lixia hurriedly covered her cheeks with her hands, pleading, "Don't hit me...don't hit me anymore...please don't hit my face again

..." Zhang Hongjun stopped, sneering, "A used woman, still knows how to have a sense of shame! Tell me, if not your face,

where should I hit you?" Zhao Lixia lay back on the desk, staring blankly out the window, and said helplessly, "As long as you don't hit my face,

I'll do whatever you want." The summer sun was golden, and its golden rays diffused through the curtains into the room, falling on

Zhao Lixia's face. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, almost too beautiful to look at directly, but at this moment, her exquisite face

was lifeless. She just stared blankly at the world outside the window, her beautiful and clear eyes also losing their luster,

just staring empty, as if she could pierce through the curtains that blocked the sunlight, the

window that blocked the light.

Zhang Hongjun looked at Zhao Lixia and smiled smugly. As an older man, he knew very well: "Pride and confidence

are a woman's best adornments. A woman without confidence and pride, even if she's not unattractive, will

never have that captivating allure. Zhao Lixia's breathtaking beauty isn't just because of her

face and figure, but also because of her innate pride and confidence. Now, that confidence and

pride of hers has completely vanished in her presence. While this might bore him, it at least proved that this

proud woman had completely submitted to him. Because once a woman abandons her pride and confidence in front of a man

, her entire life can be said to be in that man's hands." Zhang Hongjun chuckled and said:

"Okay, then let's not slap her face. Let's play something else." Zhang Hongjun said, reaching out to unbuckle Zhao Lixia's

belt. Her pink bell-bottoms fell like clouds under the desk,

revealing . These legs were dazzlingly beautiful, full yet not fleshy, slender yet not bony.

If there was any flaw, it was perhaps the bruises left by Zhang Hongjun's rampage last night.

A white shirt, a light blue bra, and men's baggy shorts and tank tops were scattered haphazardly over pink

bell-bottoms. Zhang Hongjun's one hand roamed over Zhao Lixia's body, pinching, poking,

touching twisting, and teasing; while his other hand remained obediently between Zhao Lixia's legs,

its fingers less at ease, sometimes wandering over her mons pubis, sometimes moving in and out of her vagina;

sometimes tugging at her thick pubic hair, sometimes skillfully teasing her inner and outer labia.

Zhao Lixia lay back on the desk, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her lips tightly pressed together, her chest heaving, her legs pressed tightly together, her

two rosy nipples proudly erect, seemingly gradually swelling, her breathing becoming heavier and heavier, her eyes becoming more and

more unfocused, and the scenery outside the window becoming increasingly blurry. At this moment, Zhao Lixia's posture reflected the world outside the window

as upside down and swaying, just as her life and ideals were now upside down and swaying. She closed

her eyes, tears already seeping from the corners...

On the large wooden bed next to the water tank in the kitchen, Shi Lei was raising a pair of alluring legs high, passionately

kissing a woman's feet. These feet looked so delicate and graceful; the person with these feet

was, Tian Xiang. Although she was a woman in her thirties, she still maintained a very good figure. Her chest was still

quite firm, her abdomen was still flat, and her legs were long and strong. Her moans sounded even more charming and alluring. Women of this

age are incredibly alluring to a young man like Shi Lei, in the prime of his youth. Shi Lei,

unable to contain his excitement, forcefully grabbed, lifted, and spread those alluring legs.

With a sudden movement of his waist, Tian Xiang's long false eyelashes became askew, and

she let out a long, intensely pleasurable yet unbearable moan… This moan acted as a catalyst,

instantly igniting Shi Lei's frenzy.

Tian Xiang murmured as if in a dream, "My little darling, we've already done it three times, and you still want more!"

Though she said this, her hands began to knead her breasts forcefully, and her slender,

delicate feet tightened around Shi Lei's neck, her toes playfully rubbing against his earlobes.

Shi Lei, panting heavily, showed no sign of stopping; the wooden bed creaked and groaned,

as if it too were breathing heavily.

The sun slowly moved on, gradually turning into sunset, just as those who gather must eventually

part . Tian Xiang had been gone for a while, but Shi Lei was still sitting on the threshold of the boiler room door. The setting sun

slanted in through the small window, illuminating his legs, reminding him of the warm

, . Those hands, that woman, that smooth, silky skin, those firm, rounded legs and

their wondrous movements… Thinking of this, a strange urge welled up within him…

“You brat! What are you daydreaming about? Didn’t you hear me knocking on the pipe?” A sharp shout startled Shi Lei,

making him jump. Zhang Hongjun glared at Shi Lei, cursing, "

It's time to open the bathhouse (in northern China, bathhouses are also called 'tangzi'), hurry up and bring the hot water. Oh, and after you close, remember to heat it up again

, make sure the water temperature isn't lower than 7 degrees." Shi Lei was stunned for a moment, then said, "Why heat it up so much

when ?" "You damn brat, you think you're all that now? I told you to do things, so what?

I want to take a hot bath in the middle of the night, so what? I'm going to take a bath with some girls, it's none of your business." Zhang Hongjun

cursed as he walked out.

Watching Zhang Hongjun's retreating figure, Shi Lei wasn't angry, nor did he curse Zhang Hongjun a

thousand times in his mind as usual; but his eyes lit up, as if a lost person had suddenly discovered the morning star

. His ears kept replaying the conversation from not long ago: "Sister Tian, are you coming again tomorrow? You little devil, are you

trying to kill your sister? No, I... I just like you so much... Silly boy, if someone finds out, it'll

kill your sister... I've been so good to you, how will you repay me..." "How will you repay me...

How will you repay me," Shi Lei repeated the words in his mind, his eyes shining.

The teaching building was empty; the students had long since gone home, and the teachers had either showered or gone

home. The door to the music department office at the far end of the corridor was tightly shut. Zhao Lixia sat on

the floor with her long legs stretched out, leaning against the door on the cold cement floor, her back pressed tightly against the door as if there were ferocious man

-eating beasts outside. But there were no beasts outside, no one outside, and Tian Xiang had never come. Zhao Lixia's

hair was disheveled, and the white shirt she had haphazardly thrown on was also messy and wrinkled. Her back was pressed tightly against

the door, her hands gripping the collar as if to cover her ravaged breasts. Because her feet and

knees were turned inwards, toes to toes, knees to knees, her long, straight legs stretched out in an odd

posture . These long, straight legs occasionally trembled uncontrollably, just like her trembling heart—

perhaps more than just trembling, perhaps bleeding.

"My husband and I are going to look at houses this weekend, please leave me alone…please don't leave any marks on me

." "Well, that depends on whether you understand. From now on, just do as we said last night, come to my

place to sleep ." "I'm leaving, remember to come sleep with me tonight, or you'll be sorry…" Just thinking about

the night made Zhao Lixia tremble all over…

As evening fell and night descended, a gentle drizzle slowly seeped into the soil. A beautiful figure walked carefully

along the muddy path leading to the staff bathhouse. The drizzle was so light that an umbrella was

n't even necessary, yet it made the path incredibly muddy. Along the edge of the wall, there were still some drier patches of ground, which Zhao Lixia carefully chose to

tread. Sometimes she preferred to take a longer route rather than awkwardly wade over a puddle or wad through

a short stretch of mud. Her figure was graceful, her steps composed. She always walked with her back straight,

head held high, chest out; her straight, sensual legs, pressed tightly together, moved with elegant and proud steps.

Her graceful figure, beautiful face, and noble gait were like a natural ink painting, without any trace of

affectation —everything was so natural, so noble, so beautiful.

Finally reaching the staff bathroom, the door was unlocked, ajar. Zhao Lixia stopped, hesitating whether to knock

or simply pull the door open. Suddenly, an old, rough hand reached out from inside and pulled Zhao Lixia

inside, the door slamming shut behind her. A rapid, chaotic clatter of high heels on concrete

echoed from inside, fading into the distance until no sound could be heard.

Early morning, as the sun's rays were about to set but hadn't yet touched the earth, Zhao Lixia left the bathhouse,

head down, slowly walking back to her dormitory. Not long ago, she had hated mud, preferring

to take a longer route rather than walk through a muddy path. But now, she preferred walking in the mud; she suddenly enjoyed

the soft, cool feeling of her feet sinking into it. Zhao Lixia realized then that mud also had

its charm—silently enduring human trampling, yet protecting

human . Just like her now, though her body and mind were being torn apart and trampled upon, she

felt it was all worthwhile; she had protected what she had to protect.

Last night, like a nightmare, still lingered in her mind. Zhao Lixia had thought that an old man like Zhang Hongjun, who

had gone mad so many times in less than a day, wouldn't have the energy to do anything crazy last night.

But she was wrong. Last night's madness had completely exceeded her comprehension; those strange and terrifying things,

and her disgraceful state under the camera flashes, had nearly driven her to the brink of collapse. Although Zhang Hongjun was her

second man besides her husband, the pain he had caused her, both physically and emotionally, far exceeded

that of Sun Shuwei . When she left, her body and soul were in excruciating pain. But she felt her sacrifice

was worthwhile; at least from today until the weekend, before seeing her husband Zhao Haibo, Zhang Hongjun wouldn't

bother her anymore. Thinking of this, Zhao Lixia's steps became firm, and her innate elegant and noble gait

seemed to return. She raised her head, straightened her chest, and walked with her usual composure, but her back and legs were no longer

straight, and she couldn't close her legs completely, making her gait look as if she were sitting on a small stool

. Zhao Lixia was well aware of how awkward her gait was. The pain from

the madness it impossible for her to maintain the elegant and noble gait she had displayed earlier. But she knew this

was temporary, and that things would recover sooner or later. Yes, everything would recover eventually, back to the beginning,

because the love between the prince and the duke was eternal, steadfast, beautiful, and sacred.

In the morning, when Zhao Lixia entered the office, Tian Xiang was already sitting there. Their eyes met, they

smiled faintly at each other, and greeted each other as usual, as if nothing had happened. Yes, the sun rises

every day , and life is the same every day, so what could possibly happen?

Under the same rising sun, Shi Lei walked excitedly into the boiler room, threw off his bedding, put down

the bottles of liquor he was carrying, and darted out to get busy.

At noon, after turning on the boiler, Shi Lei grabbed two bottles of liquor and ran out, turning a corner and heading into the staff bathroom.

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