Ah Nian's belated youth

"Hey, kid! Want to grab a table?"

"What era are we living in? Still grabbing tables..."

Ah Nian retorted mercilessly to his classmate in front of him.

If it were ten years ago, when he was still in elementary school and there were arcades near the school, he might have foolishly followed his classmates to squeeze in a seat and play games. But now, with technology so widespread and advanced, every random person on the street is either playing some kind of game or some kind of game. Who would go to those nearly extinct old arcades to kill time?

Not to mention, he has to write his thesis and work on his graduate studies this year, and he'll be spending all his free time in the library. Even if he has free time, he'll be watching porn, masturbating, or playing mobile games like a lazy bum. Where would he find the time to grab a table?

He wanted to say something more, but when he caught a glimpse of the professor's fierce look, he immediately stopped talking and lowered his head to continue copying notes. As for his roommate, who was still clamoring for nostalgia, he had

already met his end.

"Sigh, what a joke."

"Agreed, agreed... Dead Squid clearly has a brain but just doesn't use it." A-Nian and Old Wang next to him whispered their agreement.

Su Ruonian (alias A-Nian, Young Man), Wang Mengshang (alias Old Wang, Heartbroken King), and You Shiyu (alias Dead Squid) have known each other since elementary school, inseparable brothers who have been hanging out together ever since. The only thing missing is that they've been doing things like chasing girls hand in hand.

Even in college, they chose the same major, aiming to look after each other, although more accurately, they were looked after by the academically gifted Dead Squid.

"By the way, I won't be able to come back to the dorm tonight, so you and Old Squid don't need to wait for me. If you have any desserts, save them, I'll enjoy them when I get back tomorrow morning." "Eat shit."

A-Nian laughed and gave the middle finger.

Compared to him and Dead Squid, Old Wang, a current member of the basketball team, has exceptionally good luck with women.

Ah Nian remembered last year when Lao Wang dumped his fourth girlfriend and was still spouting nonsense about not having a girlfriend, while Dead Squid was crying beside him saying he'd never touched a girl's hand. Ah Nian was furious, wondering what that handsome guy was complaining about.

If he didn't want to fight with his brother, Ah Nian swore he would expose the time he saw Lao Wang hugging the most beautiful girl in the department while buying ultra-thin condoms from Xiao Qi across the dorm, and give him a good dressing down.

"How about this, I'll ask Xiao Wei to introduce you to her sisters. They're pretty good-looking, aren't they?" "More details please." Dead Squid, who had been called out by the professor to solve a problem, had somehow rolled back to his original spot and was asking questions at the same time.

Ah Nian deeply felt that the sharpness of a perpetual virgin was truly terrifying.

"One, her cousin, pretty, great figure, soft and delicious... she's in her second year of junior high." "You bastard, are you trying to force your brother down the path of a lolicon?!" "If there's only one, how do we divide it, cut it in half?!" Lao Wang started thinking seriously.

He had no choice but to respond seriously after being yelled at by his friend.

"Have you guys heard of the word '嬲' (niao)?"

"Get out of here!"

Ah Nian and Old Squid cursed in unison.

Then the three of them were dragged to the front of the podium by the professor, who sprayed them hard in the face.

Even during lunch break, he and Old Wang were still wiping their faces.

As for the paper topics that the professor had just slapped on their foreheads, they unhesitatingly pushed them to Dead Squid. Anyway, this brooding academic genius could easily write three questions and even cheat on them. At most, he would be rewarded with instant noodles with sausage, scrambled eggs, and bok choy. It was super easy to get rid of him.

"Hey—over here—"

"I'm always curious how your stomach can hold all this." Dead Squid looked puzzled as he got lunch for Ah Nian, who was in charge of reserving a seat.

A simple meal of three dishes and a soup, plus a bowl of char siu ramen and a serving of fried chicken. Just looking at it made him feel nauseous.

"A true black hole of a middle-aged man?"

"Damn! You're the middle-aged one! Your whole family is middle-aged!"

Ah Nian retorted rudely to Old Wang's mockery.

He had forgotten why he ate so much as a child. Although he never cared about other people's opinions, his belly was now protruding, and his clothes didn't fit him anymore, which was a real headache.

Using the money he spent on food to buy clothes?

That was a matter of life and death.

"A normal person eats three meals a day, but you eat almost seven meals a day. What else is that but a black hole?" "Hey young man, stop being so frivolous and try to lose some weight, okay?" "Huh? Do you think I don't want to?" Ah Nian retorted while chewing on the tender and juicy fried chicken, and slurping ramen noodles into his mouth.

Anyway, he was even less popular with women than Dead Squid, and although Old Wang forced him to—he did some regular exercise. As long as he didn't get so fat that it affected his health, he didn't really care.

He didn't envy Dead Squid's ability to eat without gaining weight.

"Oh right, Lao Wang, are you going on a blind date tonight? Are there any openings? Yes, right? Tell me." "I'm just helping a female friend get a book." "Bullshit, you'd better take the book to a karaoke bar!"

"You're overthinking it."

"I think you're underthinking it!"

Ah Nian ate his char siu and stir-fried cabbage while listening in.

"Speaking of which, I heard that Lai Huang got another scholarship."

"Ah—that one? Ever since Lai got, no, caught a boyfriend, she's been... I really don't know what's going on in her head. That's a scholarship that even overseas graduate schools are vying for..." "Wait, that's terrifying?" "I looked through the book and only understood half of the test she got a perfect score on."

"Damn!"

Ah Nian savored the perfect combination of hot white rice and braised pork.

"By the way, Lao Wang, I saw that mad wolf from your team on a date last week." "Dong Yang?" "Yeah, yeah! The one who's as fierce as Mad Dog Gu Shao!"

"Yeah, he finally got his hands on her. I lost three hundred yuan betting because of him." "You guys actually used other people's relationships to gamble... That's too much! Why didn't you invite me!" "...No wonder you're unpopular with women, you scumbag." "Get out! Let's duel!"

A-Nian finished his soup and started chewing on lotus root slices.

"You guys continue, I'll go buy some hash browns."

"Hash browns, sit down!"

A-Nian, whose shoulders were being pressed down hard, slumped back into his seat, the plastic bench groaning slightly.

"Isn't it a virtue of a pillar of society to feed this fat otaku a full meal so he can get on his way?!" "My uncle told me on QQ the other day not to give you too much fried food." "There was only one class this afternoon, and it was super easy psychology. You, who usually gets full marks, better be so miserable!" "Waaah, Old Wang, I was called an idiot by an idiot—"

"Good boy—the idiot is just jealous—" "

Get out! Let's duel!"

In this way, one second they were complaining and the next they were being talked about. This is how the campus life of A-Nian and his two friends went, constantly bickering and teasing each other.

Spring had passed, and the fog and rain were still frequent.

As time went by, the three of them gradually became more and more burdened with their studies. Even Old Wang, who would take a walk with his female friend all night every week, begged Dead Squid to teach him notes. You can imagine how heavy the situation was.

However, despite being a sycophant, there were still two bones under A-Nian's fat.

After copying down many key points from the notes, he studied diligently alone in the library to show that he wasn't a loser like some handsome but scumbag. For this reason, Anian even gave up his usual nightly routine of searching for erotic novels and decided to catch up on the forum and post replies all at once after the exam.

Sitting once again in the corner by the window, which had become like a reserved seat, Ah Nian calmly pulled out his notes from his bag and continued flipping through them, secretly marveling at the sheer brilliance of Dead Squid's academic prowess.

Notes in left hand, reference book in right, Ah Nian entered serious mode.

"Oh? It's you again, classmate?"

"Hello."

Hearing a voice he'd heard before, Ah Nian looked up at her.

The tall girl took off her shoulder bag, sat down opposite him, nodded slightly, and gave him a charming smile.

Her bright and lively eyes, slightly obscured by her short bangs, stared directly at his face with a playful and curious gaze. This

wasn't the first time Ah Nian had encountered this girl.

Several days ago, she had appeared in the library, sitting in the empty seat opposite Ah Nian, and had even asked him for help with a topic; luckily, Dead Squid's notes were impressive, otherwise, Ah Nian probably wouldn't have even been able to find the core of the question, let alone answer it properly.

After that day, the girl would appear at the library every time, always on days he happened to be studying there. So, over time, he got used to studying with her at the same desk.

Although, Ah Nian never even asked her name.

Based on his experience last year, seven out of ten girls who approached him were trying to get Old Wang's phone number, one borrowed his notes and never returned, and the remaining two relayed messages for the professor. Ten out of ten had nothing to do with him, yet they all acted shyly, making him incredibly aroused. His

fists, of course, were hard.

"Can I borrow your notes?"

"Sure."

Without a word, Ah Nian turned his half-read notes around and handed them to the girl, then buried himself in solving a problem.

Although he vaguely heard the girl whispering something, he ignored it, focusing instead on this damned, lengthy essay question from the Department of Experience. He hadn't even remembered what secret relationship Max and Nicholas had!

Twirling his pen and scratching his hair, he frantically scrambled through his mind at an average rate of one word every three seconds, squeezing out seemingly relevant yet ambiguous words to write what appeared to be a correct answer.

"Classmate."

Ah Nian thought for a moment, then crossed out the noun he had just written—those seemed to be psychology theorems.

He couldn't help but gently rub his temples, carefully searching through his memories for the academic knowledge mixed in with his verbal sparring.

"Classmate."

After searching high and low, he finally found the right words and theories, and he scribbled away on the paper, finishing the question before his self-imposed deadline.

"Classmate!"

"Huh? Calling me?"

He finally snapped out of his daze and realized the girl opposite him was calling him.

"What's up?"

"...I wanted to mention that you answered this question wrong."

"Huh? Really?"

Ah Nian incredulously reread the question.

"Look, here."

The girl's finger swept across a certain part of the second paragraph of his long essay, then pointed to the section in the notebook that Dead Squid had highlighted several times with a highlighter.

Ah Nian frowned and pondered for a while.

"The principle is wrong. Game theory can't be explained like that." "...Ah, right." After the girl pointed it out, Ah Nian realized what he had done wrong and quickly corrected the relevant parts, requoting the theory to fill in the gaps.

As for his gaze, it only went back and forth between the manuscript and the part of the notebook that the girl was pointing to.

"...Classmate."

"Are there any other citation errors?"

Ah Nian was a little puzzled.

He had missed the notes for this lesson because he was participating in a big eater competition, but it shouldn't be that bad, right? "

Could you please look at the other person while we're talking?"

Hearing that the girl's voice seemed a little dissatisfied, Ah Nian moved his gaze slightly upwards.

Then, he locked eyes with the girl whose eyebrows were raised sharply. Seemingly unresponsive, the girl leaned forward, propping her elbows on the table.

Their eyes met through their glasses for several seconds.

"Hey, say something, classmate."

"...Don't you think cutting off communication is a terrible monopolistic practice?" "...I believe I've made the most Pareto-optimal judgment based on recent observations." "But clearly, neither of us has maximized our profits; it's even a lose-lose situation, isn't it?" "Interpersonal relationships with less than 168 hours of accumulated time don't fit into TRAPS, right?" "This is just adverse selection in your thought process. Be careful of the tragedy of the commons!" After this back-and-forth, they stared at each other for several seconds.

Then, without knowing who started it, Ah-Nian and the girl laughed.

"Su Ruonian, first year of economics."

"My surname is Hong... um... just call me Sister Ziling?"

The girl smiled sweetly at Ah-Nian.

Ah Nian frowned as he looked at the girl who didn't look much different from him.

Although he looked a bit older than his age, apart from her chest, he really couldn't see why she should be called "older sister.

" "Nice to meet you, Hong." "

...Hmm, you really don't know how to read people, little brother Nian."

Ah Nian cleverly ignored the question and continued working on his exercises.

Several months later, the atmosphere of exam week had enveloped the entire campus.

"I'm doomed... I'm doomed..."

"Ahhhhh... The light is flowing backwards..."

"Mom, Mom..."

Ah Nian, who was eating his sixth sandwich, looked at his classmates around him who were wailing and frantically flipping through their notes, and couldn't help but imagine the wonderful things that would happen for lunch.

With the help of the dead squid and his seclusion in the library, he wasn't afraid.

"Hoo hoo..."

The person who saved his life back then was now lying on the stone bench, sleeping soundly with her face covered by a book.

As for Old Wang next to him, sweating profusely and exchanging glances with his handwritten notes, well, this guy was still playing around in the hotel three days before the exam, so even if he failed miserably, it was his own fault.

Thinking this, A-Nian, just in case, still took out his notes to flip through them.

"Oh, little Nian's here too?"

A familiar voice came from behind. A-Nian glanced back and saw his classmate, who called herself "sister," dressed casually.

Her sleeveless beige shirt made her fair arms even more noticeable, and her dark blue long skirt added to her elegance. The slightly loose clothing concealed her figure well; however, what caught A-Nian's eye was her eyes, which, with glasses, made her look even more demure and beautiful than usual.

"Hello, Hong."

"Is that Sister Ziling?"

"Forget it, classmate."

Hearing Ziling's almost always-present greeting, A-Nian simply rolled her eyes in response.

This girl, for some reason, really liked pressuring him to call her "sister." Even though he'd seen her ID and knew their ages, Ah Nian just didn't want to.

However, after being asked this three or four times a day, Ah Nian eventually got used to Zi Ling's teasing.

But he forgot he had two equally goofy friends beside him.

"Hey kid, introduce yourself quickly! Where did you meet her?! Are you a second-time social butterfly?!" "Hello, my surname is Wang, Ah Shang, I'm Ah Nian's old friend." Compared to Squid, who jumped up and shook his shoulders with a barrage of questions in less than a tenth of a second, Ah Nian admired Old Wang even more for being able to pretend he hadn't seen anything and introduce himself to Zi Ling. Truly a representative of forgetting friends for the sake of beauty.

Incidentally, after he tightened his grip, Squid obediently let go.

"Economics Department, Hong Zi Ling, in the same class as Xiao Nian."

As she spoke, Zi Ling winked at Ah Nian.

As for the person being glared at with resentment and surprise, he was utterly bewildered. He had never seen this classmate who called herself "sister" in class before.

"Why didn't you introduce her? Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Driven by an inner impulse, A-Jian increased his grip without hesitation.

Well, the dead squid finally shut up.

"Little Nian, your sister didn't allow you to bully your good friend, okay? Come on, be good, let go." "Stop messing around, classmate, this idiot just needs to be disciplined, okay?" "Hey, you rascal, ah, I mean, A-Nian, how could you tease Lao You like this! Let go first!" Lao Wang's uncharacteristic behavior stunned A-Nian.

He knew that Lao Wang usually only acted politely and coaxed girls when he was trying to pick them up, so he wasn't surprised that his tone suddenly became disgusting. But what puzzled him was that this idiot was acting out of character, openly playing the softie in front of the dead squid.

Not knowing what he was up to, A-Nian still let go as instructed.

"Hey classmate, Ah Nian might be a bit rough around the edges sometimes, but his personality is actually as honest and kind as his appearance suggests. You could say he's a good, kind-hearted man of modern times." "Huh? Who are you calling a fat otaku?"

Ah Nian tossed the dead squid aside and stared at Lao Wang unconsciously.

"Stop messing around, I'm being serious!"

"Seriously, my friend is a fat otaku?"

"Yes, no, no!"

Lao Wang complained angrily.

Seemingly amused by the two's inexplicable interaction, Zi Ling chuckled.

Her beautiful laughter stunned the two who were about to argue—as well as the dead squid that had gotten up to gang up on Ah Nian with Lao Wang.

They hadn't expected that this kind of banter, no different from that of middle school students, wouldn't scare away the beautiful girl in front of them.

They had been beaten up by Lao Wang for the same reason at the beginning of the school year.

"It's okay, I know what kind of person Xiao Nian is."

Zi Ling's next answer really surprised the three of them.

Ah Nian couldn't help but wonder. He and this girl usually only exchanged less than ten sentences when they met. Where did she get such a grasp of things? Could it be that this academic genius really understood people's hearts? But Dead Squid was usually a complete idiot.

"I'm used to his personality, hmm."

"Huh? This guy's behavior is so embarrassing, you even cried out 'Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!'" Dead Squid cried out again, and Ah Nian finally withdrew his hand.

Sometimes, a conversation has to be conducted physically.

"Hmm..."

Zi Ling glanced at the clock, hesitated for a moment, then waved to the three of them.

"My next subject is about to start, I won't disturb your studying. Bye-bye." "Bye." "See you later—let's have lunch together sometime—"

Zi Ling responded to Old Wang's aggressive invitation with a silvery laugh.

After her figure disappeared from the three of them's sight, Ah Nian, who had already begun to flee silently, was immediately grabbed by the shoulders by his two equally quick-witted friends.

He had originally planned to sneak away, but Zi Ling lip-read something to him at the last minute—he couldn't see it clearly from that far away, let alone hear it—making him hesitate for a moment.

"Young man, confess, quick."

"Come on, young man, as the defendant, you have an obligation to defend yourself."

"Defendant my ass! Let go!"

Naturally, he was soon subjected to relentless questioning by Lao Wang and Dead Squid.

If it weren't for the school bell reminding them to get into the classroom for exams, this interrogation would have gone on forever.

This little episode annoyed A-Nian with the two idiots for a full two months.

Dead Squid was complaining as always about why he was the only one without female admirers, and he, as always, kicked him to shut him up and hand over his notes; as for Lao Wang, he would start giving him pointers on grooming whenever he had the chance, and if he didn't shave properly for a day, this guy would nag him incessantly, forcing him to get into the habit of shaving cleanly before class every day.

Even though that dead squid only gets its stubble trimmed once a week, Old Wang completely neglects it, making him feel subtly unbalanced.

Although Old Wang keeps saying things like "it's for your happiness," Anian doesn't think having stubble makes any difference to his single life.

And this annoying little matter didn't end after his two best friends fell silent.

"Anian, are you waiting for me alone again today?"

"Who's waiting for you?"

Ziling just smiled slightly at his teasing.

After that day, this girl he'd only known for a short time started appearing in front of him more frequently.

Now that studying in the library has become a daily habit, Ah Nian always finds his usual seat reserved for him by her in her bag, with reference books piled up on the table like bricks, as if waiting for him to appear and devour them. Moreover, during his studies, his short breaks have become more frequent due to Zi Ling's occasional casual conversations, and the topics she occasionally brings up force Ah Nian to get to know her better, even learning that she is indeed a vegetarian. Why

? Because if Ah Nian ignores her, Zi Ling will unceremoniously nudge him with her foot until he responds.

"So, where are we going for lunch tomorrow?"

"Do you even know what a proper introduction, development, climax, and conclusion are? We were just discussing queuing theory, how are we going to continue writing this short essay..." "I'm lacking inspiration. How about, Ah Nian, you bring me some?"

As she spoke, Zi Ling leaned closer, gently poking his thick arm a few times with her fingers.

Another change that puzzled Ah Nian immensely was the increasingly intimate physical contact. This teasing, almost childlike attitude left him feeling utterly helpless.

"If there's a specific method for collecting interest, I'll request an analysis first." "Hey, aren't we promoting Islamic economics?" "Bullshit! Who doesn't ask for something in return!"

Of course, what puzzled Ah Nian even more than this easily avoidable contact was her attitude.

After spending so much time together, Ah Nian was certain she wasn't after Lao Wang. She hadn't even reacted when Lao Wang voluntarily gave her his life's phone number half a month ago.

Of course, Anian wasn't stupid. Ziling's reaction clearly showed she was quite interested in him. Otherwise, after exposing his and the two goofballs' embarrassing behavior to her so many times, Ziling would have already distanced herself instead of adapting so quickly. But this only made Anian more confused. He was a man who was practically a couch potato. Was

she that desperate for friends?

"...Huh?"

"...Ah."

Seeing Ziling's expression, a mixture of surprise and astonishment, Anian knew he had accidentally blurted out his true feelings.

Although he had often said the wrong thing in front of his two friends, he and Ziling didn't have a very lasting relationship. If he offended the most beautiful girl in the department, he would be in deep trouble, worse than offending a powerful villain in a fantasy novel.

An awkward silence fell between them.

"...Xiao Nian, you really don't know?"

"...Know what?"

Ziling's question puzzled him, but her tone puzzled him even more.

Her tone made Ah Nian feel like he was the kind of shameless debtor who had forgotten all about his debts, completely baffling him.

Not to mention, her usually smiling expression was now shrouded in an indescribable gloom, making it seem anything but joking.

In the end, she only left him with the words, "I'll give you a week to think it over," and their review session ended unhappily, leaving Ah Nian dumbfounded. Although he and Zi Ling often bickered, this was the first time he'd heard her speak to him with such a temperamental tone.

In any case, this was a first for him, a beautiful woman speaking to him so bluntly. Of course,

somehow this reached the ears of Lao Wang and Dead Squid, and he was bothered by those two for a long time, only managing to eat two bowls of rice for lunch.

But Ah Nian thought it over and over, and was certain he hadn't wronged her in any way. They'd only known each other for a few months, what could he possibly owe her?

A week passed quickly.

As expected, he still couldn't come up with an answer.

"Good afternoon."

Stepping into the library, he saw Ziling, still wearing her glasses.

The youthful combination of long boots and a pleated skirt still caught his eye.

"Hmm, the Forgetful Radish has finally arrived?"

"What a weird nickname, please don't use such mindless words..." Anian felt uncomfortable all over because of Ziling's nickname, and even his hair stood on end. He never expected to hear such a disgusting nickname from her.

At her urging, Anian sat down in his usual seat.

For some reason, facing her resentful gaze, he only felt more uncomfortable.

"So, the answer?"

"...Sorry, I didn't expect it."

Anian could only surrender.

He never beat around the bush with these kinds of things.

"...Okay, I shouldn't have had such high expectations of you. After all, it's just a hash brown." "Isn't your species mutation a bit too much? These two families and orders are completely different!" "Anyway, they're both heartless bastards." "Bastards!?"

Although he really wanted to argue back, when Ah Nian noticed the librarian's unfriendly gaze, he could only lower his head and shut up, enduring Zi Ling's somewhat mocking look.

This guy probably deliberately chose to talk in the library, right?

Ah Nian felt his headache getting even worse.

He'd been thinking for days, but couldn't find anything Ren Wen had promised her but hadn't done, not to mention that Ah Nian didn't really like doing things for people for no reason.

"...Okay, okay, stop fooling around, come with me?"

"Where to?"

"To answer your question."

Not getting a direct response from Ziling, A-Nian, seemingly in the wrong, had no choice but to obey her instructions. Under the glare of the librarian, he followed her out of the library to the experimental building on the other side of the campus. They took the power line to the fifth floor, where he watched Ziling expertly unlock the electronic lock on the storage room.

"Go in."

"Go in!?"

A-Nian looked at Ziling, utterly bewildered.

This girl already had a key card, but why did she have to call him to a place like this before explaining?

Was this really not a scam?

"...You don't believe me?"

"You should first ask yourself what you can believe in." "Okay, you're right." Seemingly realizing her abruptness wasn't very convincing, Ziling shrugged, giving up, and went straight into the storage room, rummaging through everything.

Watching her retreating figure, A-Nian suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Ah... I think I'll go first."

"No need."

Zi Ling's decisive tone startled him.

The voice, unlike any he'd heard since they met, made Anian react a beat too late.

"Let me help you remember, Xiao Nian."

Then, Anian saw the blinding light from the flashlight in Zi Ling's hand.

—Can you hear me?

His head was spinning, and he could only awkwardly respond.

His body felt like a balloon, his limbs light and airy, allowing him to relax naturally.

—Relax, follow my instructions, okay?

His head was limp, and he could only agree blankly.

His usually jumbled thoughts now seemed tamed and calmed, leaving his head clear and even white, so he didn't resist the feeling.

—When I count the numbers, you'll return to your age, understand?

His head was limp, and he agreed.

Although he didn't know why this was happening, nor did he understand the reason for doing so, the blissful sense of relaxation made him unwilling to think too much.

"—20…18…16…What do you see now?"

His head felt warm, and he answered blankly.

Scenes of arguing and even fighting with "Dead Squid" in high school vividly reappeared in his blurry vision.

It was as if he were still struggling with his studies at age 14.

"—14…13…10…Are you back in elementary school now?"

His head felt comfortable and calm as he responded.

He saw himself in elementary school, running around the playground like a madman, with several teachers following behind.

He even saw his smaller self holding something like a cloth.

"—So…do you remember what happened during your elementary school trip?"

His head was blank, and he froze.

Although he remembered hiking on the trip, he didn't remember much about what happened then.

"—Come on, take a deep breath…with each exhale, your memory will become clearer…" His head calm, he obeyed the voice. "

—Come on, exhale slowly…inhale, exhale…"

He exhaled, then inhaled, then exhaled again, and inhaled once more.

The hazy, dreamlike images in his mind gradually became as vivid as before.

—"Remember what happened back then?"

He slowly summoned long-forgotten memories.

In his memory, he was carrying a little girl about his height down a mountain.

Although his face was covered in mud and sweat, and the little girl behind him was crying loudly, he, being small, still struggled step by step down the mountain path.

—"Come on, think carefully about what happened back then."

His mind calmed down, and he slowly remembered.

During a primary school field trip, a classmate fell on a hillside, and he went to save that clumsy girl, even carrying her down the mountain. As a result, he missed the assembly time and was severely scolded by the teacher.

Although it was stupid of him not to ask the teacher for help.

Afterwards, the girl moved away because of her parents' work, and he forgot about the incident.

—"Do you remember now?"

His mind calmed down, and he gradually remembered more things.

He suddenly remembered that after her trips, that female classmate would always blush and say something to him. The night before she moved, her whole family came to his house for dinner, and her parents seemed very happy, talking about something.

On the day she transferred schools, he seemed to have promised her something.

—Did he really remember everything?

His mind began to clear, and he nodded blankly—

So, did he remember her name?

His mind gradually cleared, and he fell into thought.

A name popped into his mind.

He was startled.

Then, he felt the weight in his hands and feet suddenly return, and his head, which had been hanging in the air, seemed to be violently pulled to the ground, plummeting downwards.

"—Hong Ziling!"

The dizziness vanished in an instant.

The moment he called out the name in his mind, Ah Nian felt his legs go weak, and he almost collapsed, leaning against the wall behind him.

"Haa…ha, ah…haa…"

The suffocating feeling, as if he had been immersed in the seabed for dozens of hours, made him gasp for breath.

His hands and feet were still covered with an indescribable dullness and sluggishness; his fingertips felt as if he couldn't feel anything at all, which was incredibly uncomfortable.

"Xiao, Xiao Nian, are you alright?"

Zi Ling's voice seemed to come through a wall of water.

Shaking his head, A Nian rubbed his temples a few times, and after catching his breath for a while, he felt his body gradually return to normal.

This was even more terrifying than sleep paralysis.

"I'm sorry... I didn't expect this to happen..."

"No... it's okay."

Seeing Zi Ling's tense and worried expression, A Nian barely swallowed the resentment and questions in his heart.

He had seen that death-like expression once when he was a child.

"What the hell is this...?"

"Lai, Lai Huang said that if you want to confess, you should come here to find her... that..." Hearing Zi Ling's explanation, which didn't sound like an explanation, A Nian was even more confused, but he no longer had the energy to think about such things.

The relaxed feeling that had made his head feel like it was floating in the ocean gradually faded, replaced by a burning heat that made his fingertips tingle and even every part of his body feel hot.

Yes, it was already autumn, yet he still felt an unusual heat.

An unbearable urge, impossible to describe, was raging inside him.

"...Ah..."

"What...is...it...?"

Following Ziling's gaze downwards, Anian immediately fell silent.

His crotch had somehow become bulging with a large tent.

In that instant, he understood what the raging heat inside him was.

Sexual desire.

He had actually become excitedly erect at this moment.

"No, then...I also, then..."

Anian stammered, trying to explain, but he found that he couldn't concentrate.

He suddenly found Ziling several times cuter than usual, especially her high, beautiful breasts that seemed about to burst out when she bent over, which made his gaze fixated on them, and his mind began to conjure up all sorts of unsavory fantasies about that softness and elasticity.

He knew perfectly well that he would never normally imagine such things, even though he was called a "young man," he wasn't one at all.

But Ah Nian found it hard to stop his fantasies from flowing.

"...I understand what Lai Huang means, I think."

Ah Nian's gaze moved from Zi Ling's chest to her exposed collarbone.

"Come on, little Nian."

Without waiting for Ah Nian's response, Zi Ling pulled him into the storage room and locked the door.

The part of him held by her slender hand made Ah Nian feel even hotter.

In a daze, Ah Nian was pulled to the old mattress in the corner of the storage room, while Zi Ling hesitated for a moment before kneeling at his feet.

"I...I will take responsibility."

After saying that, Zi Ling reached out and unzipped his pants.

Freed from the restraint of his trousers, Ah Nian's throbbing, aching penis showed strong elasticity, leaping out from between Zi Ling's legs.

Just as Ah Nian was about to say something, she was already blushing and began to stroke his penis with her hand, turning Ah Nian's question into a comfortable moan.

As if to soothe his burning desire, Ziling's slender hands gently stroked his trembling penis, stimulating it. A-Nian, supporting himself with his hands, breathed heavily, feeling the heat coursing through his body towards his lower body.

"No, wait..."

Ignoring A-Nian's frustrated cries, Ziling continued to masturbate him.

Completely unlike her usual clever and bright self, her somewhat clumsy movements and pressure caused him slight pain, but the stimulation of being directly touched by a woman and the unusual scene gradually eroded A-Nian's rationality.

Anyone would be excited to have a beautiful girl masturbate them,

so A-Nian's penis faithfully responded, semi-transparent prostatic fluid overflowing from the glans, adding a lewd sound to Ziling's focused masturbation.

"Boys, are all guys this hard...?"

"How am I supposed to answer that... ugh!"

The pleasure from Ziling's fingers brushing against the glans interrupted A-Nian's response.

With each stroke, Ah Nian felt his entire back tremble; the urge building up at the base of his penis was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.

As if expressing its master's joy, his penis began to throb excitedly between Zi Ling's fingers.

"Avoid... I, I'm almost there..."

Unfortunately, his penis didn't have the same level of restraint as his mind.

As Ziling unconsciously quickened her movements, Anian ejaculated, splashing his semen onto her glasses and coat.

"Ugh, so sticky..."

Ziling whimpered, staring at her fingers covered in semen, seemingly struggling to clean herself.

Anian felt like dying at that moment.

The brief lull after ejaculation freed his mind from the overwhelming sexual urge.

He suddenly understood why female knights only wanted to be killed quickly after being violated; it was because the shame of climaxing in front of others was unbearable, worse than death.

However, things didn't end with him wanting to utter his famous "killing" line.

His penis remained hard even after ejaculating, the swollen glans reflecting sweat and pre-ejaculate, gleaming lewdly in the dim light.

"Ah..."

Ziling showed a rare moment of stunned silence, staring at his still-hard penis.

Anian felt the urge to shout his "killing" line again.

"I, well...uh..."

Faced with this bizarre scene that defied common sense, Ah Nian, whose mind was once again consumed by lust

, didn't know how to continue. The urge to release his pent-up desire made his thinking sluggish again.

He could only look at Zi Ling, whose cheeks were flushed and who was gazing at him.

Without a word, Zi Ling knelt down in front of Ah Nian, took off her semen-stained coat, and then reached her hands under her skirt.

"Hey, hey..."

Zi Ling ignored his calls, only slowly bending over with a flushed face.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small piece of white fabric being pulled down from under her skirt, leaving her ankles exposed.

Even though she hadn't taken off much clothing, the thought that what should have been between her legs was now out of place, and that the girl's alluring legs were now completely exposed, made him even more excited.

Their bodies gradually drew closer.

"Xiao Nian..."

Ah Nian looked at her beautiful face flushed with rosy cheeks.

Her crotch had moved to his crotch.

The short skirt, barely reaching his knees, couldn't hide the fact that his wet, sticky penis was already aimed at the girl's vulva; the moist sensation at the tip of his glans made him shudder, almost unable to resist thrusting upwards—but in his current lustful state, he couldn't say for sure he could continue to hold back.

"...Is it really okay?"

"I said...I'll take responsibility..."

Ziling's answer made Anian gasp.

Although he wasn't exactly a social butterfly, dragging things out after getting a girl to this point wasn't his style.

Placing her hand on his lower abdomen, Ziling pressed her body down point by point, allowing his penis to slowly penetrate her body; the indescribable tightness almost made him cry out in pleasure. In

the silence between the two, only the squelching sound of flesh intertwining echoed.

Then, Anian felt something thick piercing through his head.

"...Ugh!"

Another sob escaped Ziling's lips, tears welling in her eyes.

At the same time, Ah Nian felt his penis being squeezed into a warm, cramped space. The sensation, as if entangled by many fingers and folds of flesh, made his whole body tremble violently.

He also saw blood welling up from where they were joined.

Ah Nian knew without a doubt that he had just taken Zi Ling's virginity.

However, Zi Ling had already begun to move her body, letting her vagina stimulate his penis.

"Hey, don't...you're still in pain, aren't you!"

"No...it's okay..."

Zi Ling continued to move her body defiantly.

The pleasure from his penis was too much for Ah Nian to handle, so he could only maintain his propped-up position and let the girl ride him.

The hot, narrow, and tender vagina contracted and squeezed his penis again and again, the sucking motion full of extractive desire stimulating his penis, begging it to release more semen quickly.

The heat in his body was further ignited by her vagina.

"Eee!"

"Huff... Huff...!"

Coming to his senses, Ah Nian had already pulled Zi Ling down and pinned her to the bed.

The half-hearted stimulation made his impulse uncontrollable, and he began to thrust his hips, pushing his penis deeper into her honey hole.

"Ah... Eek, ah...!"

His breath hit Zi Ling's collarbone, carrying her fragrance back into his nostrils, making Ah Nian's movements even more intense.

Each thrust caused the head of his penis to hit a different part of the vaginal walls, and each pull back and thrust forward was squeezed and gripped by countless tender flesh. The pleasure from every part of his penis made his waist unable to stop.

As if he wanted to smash his entire lower body in, Ah Nian followed his physical impulse and began to thrust violently.

He didn't know when it started, but the pain in Zi Ling's voice had quietly disappeared, replaced by joyful moans, indirectly fueling Ah Nian's impulse.

Their bodies pressed tightly together through their clothes. Ah Nian could still clearly feel the alluring elasticity of Zi Ling's breasts, but he had no time to use his hands to feel that wonderful softness; he only wanted to release all the pent-up desire in his lower body.

"Zi Ling... Zi Ling...!"

"Come... Ah, Ah Nian...!"

Called by her name, Ah Nian yielded to the urge to ejaculate that spread down his spine, thrusting his hips forward with all his might.

Zi Ling, who had been tightly clamping her legs around the man on top of her, was already limp from his vigorous thrusting. Her raised waist and legs were now powerless, and she could only lie sprawled on the bed.

Then, Ah Nian's mind went blank again.

After that blankness came the intense feeling of relief from his urethra, and the involuntary twitching between his thighs.

In the passionate writhing of her honeyed orifice, his penis excitedly ejaculated semen inside, thick, white fluid pouring into Zi Ling's body.

"Ah, ee, ahh! Ah... um, ahh..."

Feeling the sensation of ejaculation, Ziling's lower body trembled rapidly several times before slowly calming down with her panting.

After Anian's excited ejaculation, a wave of unbearable fatigue washed over him.

The exhaustion after the pleasure and the sense of liberation after ejaculation left him completely powerless, and he lay panting beside Ziling.

He seemed to hear Ziling's murmur in his ear. As

if possessed, Anian gave a vague reply.

"..."

"..."

Their abrupt encounter came to an end, and Anian didn't manage a third, vigorous erection.

The storage room was filled with the lingering scent of their bodies after intercourse, but an awkward silence hung between the two now that they had regained their senses.

Although there wasn't much explanation, Anian was certain that the flashlight Laihuang had given him contained some kind of high-tech trap; otherwise, why would he have acted like he was hypnotized and suddenly become aroused?

Although Ziling had already expressed her feelings through concrete actions—and Anian was sure the whispers she had just heard weren't hallucinations—it seemed that such proactive behavior was still too outrageous for her, leaving her unsure how to react.

As for Anian, he pondered for a moment in silence before making a decision.

"Ahem."

"Wh...what's wrong?"

Ziling's voice trembled slightly.

Although her tone sounded no different from her usual teasing manner, Anian could tell she wasn't as calm as usual.

No one would calm down so quickly after doing something like this.

Men seem to have fewer psychological barriers in these matters, so men should take the initiative.

Recalling Old Wang's idiotic theory, he couldn't help but scratch his face.

Even though he, with his limited experience in relationships, wasn't sure if he liked this girl, he didn't dislike interacting with her, which might mean he did.

"Give me a break, okay?"

So, he decided to take the initiative.

"...Pfft."

And what he got in return was Ziling's unrestrained laughter.

"Such a naive confession is rare... Pfft..."

"Hey! I'm super serious, okay!"

A-Nian couldn't help but complain.

Thirty minutes ago, he was still a virgin who only knew how to masturbate. Couldn't he be less demanding?

"No... no... Pfft..."

"Ah, so you're laughing at my ass!"

Under A-Nian's glare, Zi-Ling finally swallowed her laughter.

However, the blush on her face was still as charming as ever.

"I just think this is so different from what I expected when I was a kid." Zi-Ling smiled and looked at A-Nian's face.

"Then... how about making up for my unrequited love?"

"Maximizing profits, right?"

"Of course, how can we not both win?"

"Looks like our relationship fits the TRPS description..."

After exchanging words, A-Nian and Zi-Ling looked at each other for a while, then smiled and kissed lightly.

As for how to explain this inexplicable romantic relationship to his two friends, A-Nian decided to figure that out later.

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