【Huihui】(01-02) Author: pobird

Author: pobird
Word Count: 14163
(I)
My name is Huihui. In 2004, I was a junior at Huizhou Teachers College.
Many people said I was the most beautiful girl in the Chinese department, and many boys pursued me, but I never had a boyfriend.
Before my junior year, it was because I was ambitious and focused on my studies. Starting in my junior year, it was because I only liked Susu
.
Susu was my classmate and roommate. We had been best friends since freshman year. In sophomore year,
we often chatted until late at night, and Susu would squeeze into my bed to sleep. I was much smaller than her, so
she would always hug me from behind. We would often fall asleep while chatting, and when we woke up, she would hug me tightly.
During the summer vacation of my sophomore year, I had a tutoring job, so I didn't go home. Susu stayed with me. There
was no one else in the dormitory, just the two of us.
That day, Susu hugged me from behind on the bed and kept touching me. At first, she touched me through my t-shirt, and
later she reached in from under my t-shirt to touch my chest. My breasts aren't as big as Susu's; I usually wear a B or C-cup, while Susu
's is a D. Later, when we kissed face-to-face, I always liked to press her breasts
flat, enjoying their fullness and elasticity.
That day, that time, Susu touched me very boldly. Susu had touched me before, but only lightly
; there were other students in the dorm, so we didn't dare make a sound. After she first touched my breasts, I
never wore a bra when we slept together. This time, she slipped her hand under my t-shirt and grabbed my breasts, kneading them forcefully and
pinching my nipples. I quickly couldn't take it anymore and groaned loudly.
Later, Susu took off my shirt and then my underwear, and we hugged each other naked. She
asked if I had ever masturbated, and I said yes. She asked how I masturbated, and I shyly told her I touched my labia and clitoris.
So, that night, Susu gently stroked my genitals, bringing me to orgasm.
After the climax, I couldn't help but hug her and kiss her passionately for a long time.
The next day, Susu inserted her middle finger into my vagina for the first time, constantly stimulating it. I climaxed very quickly
, much more intensely than when only the clitoris was touched. Later, Susu taught me, and soon I was able to
bring her to orgasm every time with my fingers. From then on, my heart was entirely devoted to Susu.
However, in those days, society wasn't as tolerant of same-sex relationships as it is now. When we indulged in pleasure
, we always felt guilty, and our sexual activity was relatively restrained; we never dared to use any equipment
. So, during the summer of our sophomore year, Susu and I had sex every day, but by the end of the summer, we were both
still virgins.
After the start of our junior year, we no longer dared to do this in the dormitory. Only during the National Day holiday, when we went on a trip together, did we have intimate moments in a small hotel for a few days. Back at school, we could only 　　kiss and touch each other
when no one was around , but we never had sex again.
Neither of our families were well-off, and we didn't have enough
money to go out for a hotel.
Later, when everyone went home for winter break, I came back a few days late and found that Susu had bought several beautiful outfits
. I was envious, and Susu happily said that her uncle in Shenzhen had bought them for her.
Later, I found out that her uncle wasn't her biological uncle, but someone she had met online. After that,
she often disappeared on weekends and didn't come home at night. Sometimes when I tried to kiss her, she wouldn't agree
or would be very perfunctory; there were no more passionate French kisses. I knew that Susu had changed her mind; she liked that
man in his thirties.
Later, Susu told me that she was with that man. She also told me that she had always thought
she liked women, but now she realized that she actually liked men, and that the feeling men gave her during sex
was completely incomparable to women. I smiled and congratulated her, but in my heart, I hated the man who had stolen Susu from me
.
Later, Susu said she was moving out, and her uncle in Shenzhen had rented her a place in Fenghu Village.
I reminded her that those older men were all scammers who would dump her once they were done with her. Susu said no, that the
uncle wasn't married and was still single, and that she would go to Shenzhen to find him after graduation.
Then came the final exams of her junior year. Susu did very poorly on her exams, failing two subjects.
If she had failed one more, she might have had to repeat the year or be expelled. That day, she returned to her dorm and hugged me, crying loudly.
I asked her what was wrong, and she said she was pregnant but could no longer find that uncle in Shenzhen.
The old man had disappeared, his phone number was canceled, all his contacts were unresponsive,
all his information was fake, even the rented apartment was registered using Susu's ID card. Susu cried and told me
that all men were scammers.
While comforting Susu, I called home and told her I was working a part-time job during the summer and wouldn't be coming back. Then I
discussed abortion with Su Su, and we discovered an even more embarrassing truth: neither of us had any money.
When Su Su was with that older man, she was very strong-willed, but also afraid he would treat her like a kept
woman. So she only accepted gifts from him, never money from him. Even
so, after she became pregnant, the older man disappeared immediately. The clothes, shoes, and cosmetics he bought her
couldn't be exchanged for cash. The rented apartment had a 1000 yuan deposit, and the older man had prepaid the rent
until the end of the year, but we couldn't terminate the lease early because the landlord was not in the country and we couldn't contact him. My laptop was a gift my parents had saved up
for a long time to buy me, and I didn't dare sell it.
Students like us studying Chinese can't find jobs that pay immediately, and we didn't dare let our families
know about this. Su Su was heartbroken and desperate.
When I returned to Su Su's apartment after tutoring that day, I opened the door and saw Su Su holding a razor blade, about to cut her hand. I was
so scared that I quickly snatched it away and threw it away. Su Su hugged me and cried uncontrollably.
So, during the summer vacation of 2004, I moved into the house that Susu rented to keep an eye on her,
afraid that she might do something drastic. I calmed her down first and told her that when school started, I would borrow some money from some classmates from my hometown,
and with the money I earned from tutoring during the summer, it would be enough. I told her to rest and recover quietly.
That evening, Susu was watching TV in the living room, while I was surfing the internet in my bedroom. I had an idea, but I
didn't tell Susu. In a local chat room on 163.com, I coldly typed:
"Huizhou Teachers College, third-year female, selling virginity, 1500 yuan."
Yes, I was going to sell my virginity. Susu's matter couldn't be delayed; she knew nothing about this, and the later the surgery,
the greater the harm to the girl. Anyway, my first time was with Susu, so it didn't matter who gave that hymen
.
To my surprise, this was met with a barrage of sarcastic remarks. Not a single person believed
I was a virgin. Looking at the lines of obscene text, I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, so I immediately closed the browser.
Then, I thought for a moment and opened a QQ chat room. This time, I didn't write "selling virginity," but simply "Huizhou Teachers College female,
overnight, 1500 yuan, need money urgently."
Someone asked me what I needed the money for urgently, and I coldly typed two words: "Abortion."
The chat room exploded immediately, with all sorts of comments, but seemingly more refined than those on 163.com. Most
were driven by curiosity, saying they'd never seen a pregnant, respectable woman doing anything like this.
I watched the chat room's uproar indifferently, a cold smile on my face. Men, these shameless men.
Someone told me to post a picture of my stomach to prove I was pregnant. I couldn't control my anger and quickly
typed: "Go home and ask your mom if she could tell when she was a little over a month pregnant."
Then someone asked, "Where's your boyfriend? Doesn't he have enough money?"
Finally, someone got to the heart of the matter. I felt a pang of sadness for Susu, feeling it was all
so unfair, and for myself as well.
I typed in the input box: "Died of AIDS." Just as I was about to send it,
I suddenly realized that no matter how unwilling I was, this was something I had to do. Once I said that angry sentence, everyone would leave.
I typed helplessly, "That old man who cheated me out of my body disappeared as soon as I got pregnant
. Who knows where he went?" The person fell silent, and the chat room quieted down. Several people started messaging me privately, some
cursing the old man, some advising me to let it go, and others offering to buy me a late-night snack to comfort me. I smiled scornfully, thinking, "They're
all just trying to get close to me for free because they can't afford 1500 yuan. Disgusting men."
Just then, the speaker icon in the lower right corner flashed. I clicked it and saw it was the man who had asked me the question earlier,
who had added me as a friend. I had already canceled my friend verification because of Susu's situation; anyone could add
me now. But in that short time, I had already blacklisted four or five people. I wondered how much I would say to him
.
He was very polite: "Excuse me, could you send me a photo first?"
I smiled inwardly; he was quite direct.
For some reason, I sent him Susu's photo.
After receiving the message, there was a moment of silence before he said, "I'm sorry, I have some special circumstances. I need
a girl who looks a bit more mature, and your style doesn't fit. I'm sorry."
I suddenly felt a slight liking for him. I knew Susu wasn't pretty, but this man spoke with great
tact, using the word "mature" so the other person wouldn't be hurt. He was quite a thoughtful man, but
what good is thoughtfulness when you're out soliciting prostitutes? I casually replied
, "It's okay." There was another moment of silence before he sent a message: "Sorry I can't help much. Give
me your bank account number, I'll transfer 100 yuan to you so you can buy some nutritional supplements."
Oh, he really is a compassionate man. I then looked at his online name, Yunshu, a rather comfortable
name. I asked him curiously, "Why did you choose this online name?"
Yunshu said, "Nothing, I just like it when people call me 'Uncle' at online gatherings."
I laughed at the screen, then sent him my photo and a smiley face
, asking if it was okay. I'm quite confident in my looks.
Yun Shu sent a confused emoji, but this time his tone was anything but polite: "Are you a pimp
or a madam? Are these all your girls?"
I wasn't angry at all. His completely different attitude towards girls compared to pimps actually made me feel
comfortable. I replied, "The first time was a photo of my classmate, this time it's mine. What do you think?"
Yun Shu replied, "That's fine, but how can I confirm it's you?"
I started a video call, and a few seconds later I saw him. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he had a pleasant appearance.
His hair was neatly trimmed, his business shirt was pressed crisply, and he looked very clean. I thought,
I'll give him my first time; at least he doesn't look bad.
He confirmed it was me, smiled at me, but it seemed a little awkward. I looked back at the large bed behind me, blushed slightly
, and typed, "This is my classmate's rented apartment. We can't do it here; we can only go to your place."
Yun Shu ended the video call and typed, "Can you have dinner with me and someone else?"
It was a strange request, but I didn't mind, so I agreed.
Yun Shu typed again, "Give me your bank account number."
I sent him my ICBC account number. Two minutes later, I logged into my online banking and saw
that Yun Shu had deposited 1,000 yuan into my account, with the note saying that the remaining 1,000 yuan would be paid in cash upon meeting. I said I only needed
1,500 yuan, and Yun Shu wrote that I should use the remaining money to recuperate.
Although it was an advance payment for prostitution, I still felt a little warm inside. I asked him somewhat strangely, "Is there
an advance payment for this? Why not pay after we've slept together? Aren't you afraid I'll stand you up?"
He sent a smiley face: "You're asking for a high price because you don't want to compromise yourself. You must be a proud girl who
has no other choice. I trust you."
He continued, "Besides, your IP address shows you're near Huizhou College. You're not lying
."
I said, "I understand. Where are you? I'll come find you now." I was strange;
when I typed those words, I didn't feel particularly upset. I wondered if I was already
having some fantasies about the man who was about to take my virginity.
Yunshu said he couldn't today; he was still in Guangzhou and wouldn't arrive in Huizhou until tomorrow. I replied with an "oh," but in my heart...
I didn't know what to feel. Suddenly, Yun Shu initiated another video call, which I accepted out of curiosity.
He asked me somewhat awkwardly if I had any more mature clothes. Curious, I asked why.
He seemed a little troubled, explaining that there was a party tomorrow and he needed me to go with him, so if I dressed more maturely,
he could offer extra pay.
I said no, he'd already given me an extra 500 yuan. I covered the camera, then went to pick out a
dress and changed. When I came back, I asked him if it looked okay. He said it was still too student-like. I said I didn't have any more; this was the most
mature thing I had.
Yun Shu turned off the camera and sent a message: "I'll go early tomorrow and take you to buy some clothes."
I roughly guessed what was going on, agreed, gave him Su Su's phone number, and then Yun Shu hurriedly
said goodbye and went offline.
Seeing Yun Shu's strange behavior, I remembered the news I'd read online and wondered if Yun Shu
was a local, getting older and being pressured by his family to get married, so he was temporarily hiring someone to act at home? Perhaps this was actually
a twist of fate, a predestined connection. He seemed quite reliable. I felt my face burning, and suddenly I
was looking forward to tomorrow's meeting.
At that moment, I had no idea that what I would later face was something even more sordid than prostitution.
The next morning, I told Susu, took her phone, and told her I wouldn't
be back that night and shouldn't wait for me. At noon, Yunshu's phone rang. His voice was very pleasant, very magnetic, much
better than his voice on QQ the night before. He said he had arrived at Huizhou Teachers' College and asked where I was. I said I had just finished tutoring and was on Shaxia
Road. Yunshu said he would drive to pick me up.
Ten minutes later, I met Yunshu. He was much more handsome than in the webcam. One reason was the webcam
, and another was that Yunshu was very tall, 1.85 meters, and being tall naturally makes one look handsome. I felt a little guilty: "I'm
only 1.58 meters tall, will it affect you if I go out with you?"
Yun Shu smiled and said it was no problem. His smile was warm, and I felt very at ease.
After getting in the car, Yun Shu gave me a small gift. I opened it and looked at it; it probably contained 1000 yuan. I
sealed it and put it in my backpack. Yun Shu first took me to lunch nearby, and then took me to buy clothes. I saw that he spent
more than 600 yuan, and I felt a little guilty. But he said, "It's okay, this is just for dinner tonight.
You wouldn't like this type anyway."
I shook my head, thinking to myself, I really like this dress, but it's too expensive for me to usually afford.
In the afternoon, I had a tutoring class. Yun Shu dropped me off at the student's house and then drove off to do his own things. He said
he would pick me up later to go out for dinner, and I said okay, I would finish at four o'clock.
That evening, Yun Shu and I ate at his hotel. He seemed a little annoyed, saying that the other person hadn't come and we would have to wait until
late at night.
My heart skipped a beat. I thought, "Yun Shu isn't planning to sell me for sex bribery, is he? That would be disgusting. "
I forced a smile and said it didn't matter; I'd already taken his money, so he could do whatever he wanted today, but
I wouldn't sleep with anyone for him.
Yun Shu quickly said, "I'm sorry, you misunderstood. The other party is a client and a company boss. They often
bring their mistresses to dinner, and I need someone to go with them."
Then he began to explain that in that industry circle, company bosses all have mistresses or
concubines—close friends who bring their mistresses along to dinner to create a more harmonious atmosphere and make business negotiations
easier. He wanted me to pretend to be one of his mistresses.
I frowned, feeling the food had lost its flavor. How filthy! This was far
more disgusting than hiring a prostitute. Prostitutes are just about physical transactions, but to gather a bunch of mistresses and concubines together for dinner—that's
a much greater spiritual insult to a girl. This society has rotted to this extent. Looking at Yun Shu's face, I wondered
how someone with such an upright appearance and pure eyes could do this kind of work.
I asked him why he chose me, since I charged such a high price, especially for a pregnant woman. He could have easily found a normal
girl for much less.
Yun Shu shook his head and said, "It's because of what you said about abortion in the chat room. I felt sorry for you
. Then I looked at your profile on QQ and thought you were a very innocent and dreamy person, so
I contacted you."
Yun Shu sighed and said, "Having done so many immoral things, I try to do
good deeds when I can."
He was not even 30 years old, yet he spoke with such a world-weary tone. I didn't want to laugh at all. I know
society is a big melting pot, but when I actually encountered
someone struggling in it while simultaneously adding dye to it, I couldn't laugh, nor could I feel pity, but I did feel a pang of heartache.
Halfway through the meal, a phone call came in. Yun Shu answered, looking troubled, and said, "Something came up
, I have to leave. Could you finish your meal and wait for me in the room? We'll go have a late-night snack around midnight."
I agreed, and Yun Shu left me the room key and room number before hurriedly paying the bill and leaving.
After finishing my meal, I went upstairs to wait, feeling bored. The room was very nice; I didn't know what star rating it was, but it had a TV,
central air conditioning, and a large private bathtub—much better than the small hotel Su Su and I stayed in last year. I sat on the large bed in the center of the room, touching the satin-like white duvet cover, thinking that 　　it was pretty good that
our first time together happened in this kind of environment . 　　I filled the bathtub and soaked comfortably. What's meant to happen will happen; I shouldn't think too much about it 　　. Yun Shu wasn't a bad person, and he was quite handsome; it was worth it. 　　After showering, I slipped naked into the covers. The hotel sheets and blankets were so comfortable, smooth and soft. I 　　put my phone down beside me, turned on the bedside lamp, and took out my high school textbook from my bag to preview 　　the material I would be tutoring my students later. 　　It was 10 o'clock, my usual bedtime, but I still wasn't sleepy at all. I thought for 　　a moment, then closed the book, turned off the light, and forced myself to sleep. I figured I had to accompany Yunshu to a social event around midnight 　　, and it would be impolite to keep yawning if I wasn't feeling well. 　　When I woke up, it was already past 2 a.m. I opened my eyes and saw Yunshu quietly...

I took a blanket and quilt from the closet and made a makeshift bed on the floor.
Rubbing my eyes, I asked, "What, not going out for dinner?"
Seeing I was awake, Yun Shu turned the light up a bit and said while tidying up, "There have been some changes; it's scheduled for tomorrow
night. Could you stay another day? I'll offer some extra payment."
I said no, I didn't have any extra classes tomorrow, and then smiled and said you could just provide meals.
Yun Shu actually thanked me, explaining that he wouldn't be there during the day tomorrow, and I could just eat at the hotel restaurant and sign for my room
.
I hummed in agreement; Yun Shu's thanks made me feel quite comfortable.
Yun Shu turned off the light and said, "Go to sleep." Then he lay down on the makeshift bed on the floor.
I then realized that Yun Shu's 2000 yuan was just for me to pretend to be his lover, not for
sleeping with me. A sudden warmth filled my heart, and I said to Yun Shu, "Come on up and sleep."
Yun Shu laughed, "Just sleep like this, I'm not that perverted."
I understood he was referring to the pregnancy, and then I laughed out loud, saying, "I'm not pregnant, it's
my classmate, Su Su, the girl in the first photo I showed you."
Yun Shu was startled, "So you did this for her...?"
I heard Yun Shu swallow the last few words, and I felt a pang of gratitude. What a thoughtful man! I
continued, "Yes, I sold myself for her."
Yun Shu sighed, "Huihui, you're such a good girl."
I shook my head, "It's not as good as you think. I'm Baihe, Su Su is my lover. She was
cheated on by a man, that's why I helped her. I can't be just a friend."
I couldn't see Yun Shu's expression, but I could guess he looked very strange. For some reason, I
wanted to laugh.
After a half-minute silence, Yunshu said, "Huihui, you really are a very good girl.
Susu is so lucky to have you."
I suddenly felt a lump in my throat. Why didn't Susu think that way? I moved to the other side of the bed,
lifted the covers, and said to Yunshu, "If you don't mind, come and sleep here."
Yunshu hesitated for a moment, then got up and crawled in. He probably thought that lesbians wouldn't be
interested in men.
I said, "Let's sleep," and Yunshu hummed in agreement. We both fell silent. After a while, I quietly opened my eyes and saw
Yunshu lying flat on his back, eyes open, seemingly lost in thought. I mustered my courage, reached under the covers, and
took his hand. He paused for a moment, but didn't refuse.
I gently asked him if he was thinking about me and Susu.
Yunshu shook his head and said he was thinking about work tomorrow. I said, "Don't overthink it. If tomorrow doesn't
work, I'll come back the day after. If the day after tomorrow doesn't work, any day after that is fine."
Yun Shu shook his head: "Huihui, you don't understand."
For some reason, I felt a little sorry for him and said, "I don't understand your job, but I've seen a lot of
posts like this. I know you're under a lot of work pressure. But no matter how much pressure you're under, you need to rest. Besides, can your pressure
be greater than that of a female student who has to sell herself to get an abortion?"
Yun Shu was clearly taken aback, then suddenly seemed to understand, turned to me and said, "Huihui, thank you."
I smiled at him and said, "You've already said thank you twice tonight." Yun Shu smiled too, and we
laughed as if there was no distance between us.
I continued to smile and said, "Since we've already slept together, why don't we get to know each other?" After hearing this, Yun Shu
laughed heartily, looking very relaxed and happy.
"My surname is Zhan, and my name is Zhan Huihui."
"My surname is Xing, and my name is Xing Lu."
(II)
To this day, I still remember that night, the process of how Yun Shu and I went from being strangers and reserved to becoming familiar like friends
. I have to say, the scene was very strange. I was only wearing underwear, and Yun Shu was also wearing a tank top and shorts
. On our first night together, with ulterior motives, nothing happened except for holding hands.
The next day, Yun Shu left early in the morning. After I got up, I found an internet cafe downstairs and left
a message for Su Su on QQ, telling her that I had borrowed the money and that she didn't need to worry anymore. Then, I thought about it and told
her that I still wouldn't be going back tonight and that she shouldn't wait for me. I
read books in the hotel, prepared my tutoring lessons, and watched TV when I was tired. Suddenly, I found that
I was much calmer than last night, and I seemed to be sitting there naturally. I thought to myself, is
this the state of mind of those full-time housewives who wait for their busy men to come home every day?
That evening, Yunshu returned and around 9 PM took me to a rather unusual place. It wasn't upscale, just a
small courtyard with a pleasant and quiet environment, and the food was delicious.
There were seven people at the dinner: Yunshu's client, whom she called Director Shi;
General Manager Qi from some company; and two young women prettier than me. Director Shi brought his third sister, and General Manager Qi brought his second sister.
Yunshu directly addressed them as "Third Sister-in-law" and "Second Sister-in-law," which I found incredibly humiliating, but they
didn't seem bothered at all. There was also the restaurant owner at the table, who seemed quite familiar with Director Shi and General Manager Qi.
He was all smiles and very friendly, calling me "Sister-in-law," and for some reason, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
Director Shi's third sister was named Wenwen, and I called her Sister Wenwen. Later, I learned she was under 20,
almost a year younger than me. I forgot General Manager Qi's second sister's name because I never saw her again. She was very talkative
, always actively trying to liven up the atmosphere, urging people to drink, and even drinking for Mr. Qi. Then, the next
time they ate together, Mr. Qi brought another young and pretty girl, saying this one used to be the third sister, but now she was the second
.
Yun Shu later told me that everyone present, including the restaurant owner, was a master at navigating the atmosphere
. That girl had disrupted the flow of the conversation multiple times, so naturally, she couldn't be allowed to appear again. I then realized that 　　what they needed was for Wenwen and me to remain quiet, then feign curiosity, surprise, or happiness
while they told stories and jokes . 　　That time, Yun Shu sighed at the end: "The third sister is usually fine, doesn't have many thoughts. The second sister inevitably..."

"She probably wanted to help President Qi and show off her abilities, but she went too far."
I just scoffed, "I don't want to hear your dirty business. It's like a palace intrigue, so boring
."
That night, Yun Shu drank quite a bit. After seeing President Qi and Director Shi off, he was clearly unsteady on his feet, but he still
politely said to me, "I'm sorry I can't drive you home. I'll call the hotel car to take you back; it's too
late for a taxi."
He was such a warm and considerate man. I smiled at him and said, "My things are still in your room
."
When we got back to the hotel, Yun Shu wanted to go to the front desk to book a car for me, but I grabbed his hand and shook my head firmly
, saying, "You've had too much to drink; I'm worried about you." Yun Shu looked at me, gave me that warm smile, and didn't
refuse. Back in the room, I took out the electric kettle, boiled some water, made tea to help him sober up, and then used a warm,
damp towel to wipe his face. Yun Shu stared at my face for a long time. I felt he wanted to hug me, and I was somewhat expectant,
but he ultimately didn't show any reaction.
I told Yun Shu to go to sleep first, as I wanted to read a book. Actually, I didn't really want to read;
it was just that it would be too ambiguous for us to undress and sleep together.
Yun Shu hastily took off his outer clothes and lay down on the bed, falling asleep without even covering himself with the blanket. I took
a shower, and when I came out, I remembered I hadn't brought any spare underwear. I hesitated for a moment, then washed my underwear in the sink
and hung it to dry in the bathroom.
Perhaps it was because we had shared a bed the night before that I had truly let my guard down. I
crawled into bed completely naked, touched Yun Shu's body—it was almost ice-cold—and then pulled the blanket
over him. Doing all this seemed so natural; I don't even know what
kind of change had occurred within me.
I had just drifted off to sleep when Yun Shu suddenly hugged me tightly from behind, one hand gripping
my chest while the other groped my body. I felt my body stiffen, but I
had no strength to resist. I knew perfectly well that I didn't want to refuse at all.
Xing Lu's hand on my right breast was probably his right. Xing Lu said he was
a small forward on the college basketball team in college. Perhaps because of basketball, his hands were large and the skin on them was a bit rough, but the way he
kneaded and stroked my breasts felt incredibly good—an indescribable sensation. When Su Su touched me before, her skin was soft
and her movements gentle. Xing Lu, however, was quite rough; the force and slightly roughness of his hands made my
breasts ache from the inside out, but it felt so good, much better than when Su Su touched me. I quietly wondered
if I had some masochistic tendencies.
But the large hand on my chest only squeezed for a few moments before stopping. I felt a little guilty. My figure was far inferior to Susu's
; she was a D cup, and I was a B cup. Every time I touched her, I never wanted to touch my own again. Also, my
breasts weren't exactly the same size; my right breast was slightly smaller. I quietly took Xing Lu's hand and
placed it on my left breast. After doing this, I was speechless with myself. Did I really need to feel so guilty?
Besides, the left breast wasn't that much bigger…
Sure enough, Xing Lu's hand kneaded my left breast a few more times before stopping again. It was so hurtful to my self-esteem. It seemed that even though he
didn't say it, he must really dislike my small breasts. His reaction after drinking didn't lie.
However, Xing Lu's left hand didn't stop. It caressed my waist and finally landed on my buttocks, starting to
knead them, gradually increasing the pressure. I could imagine the soft flesh being squeezed until it was almost overflowing in his hands, even though I couldn't see it.
I thought angrily: "This feels better than my breasts, huh? I'm so angry!"
Xing Lu's right hand followed, reaching down to my lower abdomen. My pubic hair was sparse, and
the warmth of his hand easily penetrated me; I felt a burning sensation down there. Xing Lu's hand moved down to
the crevice, trying to slip between my tightly closed thighs.
I was nervous. If he went in, he would know, know I was ready… What would he
think of me… Was I too lewd…? My mind was a mess, yet unconsciously I subtly opened my legs a
little.
He touched it; I knew the slippery substance was on his hand. He knew, knew I wanted it.
I closed my eyes, ignoring it all, letting him do as he pleased.
Just as I willingly prepared myself for the more intense and brutal aftermath, Yun Shu's hand slowly stopped
. I was a little surprised, but shyness prevented me from turning around to look at him. Two minutes passed
, those agonizing two minutes, and I heard his even breathing. He had actually fallen asleep again… I breathed a
sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.
I mustered my courage and quietly touched Yun Shu's genitals. Even through his underwear, I could feel a limp little lump.
Sure enough, the books were all lies—nothing about drunken promiscuity. You can't be promiscuous when you're drunk, okay?
The next morning, when I woke up, Yun Shu was already sitting at his desk in the hotel room
, working on his laptop. He showed no signs of a hangover. Seeing me awake, he smiled warmly: "I'm going to the bathroom
."
Yun Shu took a magazine and went into the bathroom. I quietly touched my naked body, looking at
the bra and underwear already placed beside me. My face flushed slightly. The underwear was completely dry; Yun Shu had probably dried it with the bathroom hairdryer
. I felt even more fondness for this thoughtful man. Realizing I'd slept so soundly,
not even noticing Yun Shu leaving my arms, I figured he must have seen everything. My face must
be even redder now.
I got dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. Even though I'd just woken up and hadn't washed up, I looked radiant
. I gently knocked on the bathroom door and said, "I'm dressed."
Yun Shu came out, looking at my disheveled hair, and said, "Huihui, you had a tough night
."
For some reason, I suddenly felt a playful urge and pretended to complain, "Of course I had! You were
so energetic last night, three times wasn't enough, you almost killed me!"
Yun Shu looked at my seemingly serious face and then couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Huihui, you Chinese literature majors
read too many novels, don't you? You really think men don't remember anything after they get drunk?" Then he suddenly changed
his tone: "Last night was the least painful night I've had after drinking too much, Huihui, thank you."
I was amused and touched by his words, smiled slightly at him, and then went into the bathroom.
When I finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, Yun Shu was packing his things, it looked like he was checking out and settling the bill, and
I actually felt a little reluctant to leave.
I smiled at him again, and Yun Shu actually looked at me and said very seriously: "Huihui, you are
really beautiful."
I pursed my lips: "Tch, do you think I'm blind? I'm clearly not in the same league as those two girls from yesterday,
okay?" I have that much self-awareness. My beauty is probably limited to school.
Compared to Wenwen and the others, the difference in our faces is relatively small, but our figures are worlds apart. Overall, it's like
a student and a magazine model, not even in the same league.
Yun Shu shook his head: "You're different from them."
I suddenly felt a warmth in my heart. I wanted to tell him that Wenwen must also have her own difficulties, but I didn't
say it out loud. I just shook my head. Then I asked, "Yunshu, are you checking out?"
Yunshu nodded, "I'll take you back in a bit."
I looked at him and said very seriously, "This two thousand yuan includes sex services. Are you really
going to give it up?"
Yunshu laughed and looked at me, "Of course, I'm not that desperate..."
I continued to add seriously, "This service isn't renewed after it expires. If you don't want it this time, I might not be
willing to give it to you next time you want it."
Yunshu suppressed a laugh and nodded seriously, "Okay."
I added again, still not entirely reassured, "Then I've fulfilled the contract completely this time. I'm very contract-abiding
; you're the one who voluntarily gave it up."
Yunshu couldn't help but laugh out loud, then reached out and ruffled my head, messing up my hair quite a bit, and
said, "Okay, hurry up and pack your things, you trustworthy Lady Zhan."
It felt quite comfortable to have his big hand on my head, but what was a little annoying was that there
was almost a 30-centimeter height difference between us. He just casually placed his hand on my head, and I didn't like feeling
like a child in front of him.
I was still a little guilty: "You spent so much money, and I only had a meal with you? That's a bit unfair,
isn't it?" Indeed, the clothes I was wearing and the money in my bag felt like burning cash.
Yun Shu looked distressed: "Didn't we say before that this was to help Su Su, not for your
money?" Then, somewhat exasperated, she pushed me to the bedside to pack her things.
Yun Shu took me back to Su Su's house and drove straight back to Guangzhou. When I entered the room, Susu was
anxiously waiting for me. Seeing my clothes, her expression suddenly changed: "Huihui, what are you wearing?... "
I smiled at her and didn't hide anything, telling her the whole story about Yunshu. Susu
listened, tears streaming down her face: "I'm not even as good as those second and third sisters; at least they knew who they were with."
Then she hugged me tightly: "Huihui, thank you."
That same day, we went to the most reputable municipal hospital for the surgery. The surgery fee was
much cheaper than we expected; all the procedures added up to less than 500 yuan. It was just local anesthesia.
After the suction curettage, we lay down for half an hour and were allowed to return home.
Back in the house, Susu lay on the bed, eating the nutritional supplements I'd bought for her, still somewhat shaken. "I
always thought this surgery would cost at least a thousand yuan, who knew it would be so cheap? Luckily you came back when I was cutting my wrists, otherwise it would have been
such a waste to die like that."
I was also annoyed. "Those news articles on those websites always say that a girl gets pregnant and the man has to raise thousands of
yuan for an abortion. It seems like they're all fake, right? I really got ripped off this time." Susu was still shaken.
"Luckily, you met Yunshu this time. If it had been someone else, you would have lost your virginity just like that
, it would have been too tragic."
I didn't say anything, thinking to myself, "I already gave you my virginity, all that's left is my hymen."
Suddenly, I remembered Yunshu's smiling face, and wondered if my lack of resistance to sex with him
had anything to do with this. If Susu and I hadn't had any sexual experience, would I still have willingly given my virginity to Yunshu
?
That evening, I used Susu's phone to call Yunshu and ask if he had arrived in Guangzhou safely. Then, hesitantly,
I told him that Susu's surgery had cost much less than expected. I still couldn't get over my own conscience; I
didn't want to hide it from him.
Yunshu seemed to understand what I was thinking and cut me off directly: "Use the remaining money to take her on a trip around the area
to clear her head. It's not her fault she met the wrong person."
I said, "Okay, thank you. If you need me to go out with you again, you don't need the money."
Yunshu said, "We'll talk about that later. I'm working overtime, I'll hang up now."
Less than a week later, Yunshu contacted me again, saying he needed me to go out with him again tomorrow. He
said he would be going out to dinner with clients from time to time and hoped I could come if needed.
I said, "Sure, you can skip all your classes this semester, just let me know in advance."
Then Yunshu asked me to think about the price.
I was a little unhappy: "Didn't I say last time that if you need anything else, I won't charge you? Can't you just
treat me like a friend and help me out?"
Yun Shu explained seriously: "You definitely have to pay. This is also your hard work, and you
deserve reasonable compensation. Friends only help once or twice at most, but I might have to bother you ten or more times with this. Huihui,
just tell me a number you're hoping for."
I said "Oh," and then said defiantly: "100 for a quickie, 300 for the night." These were
the prices I found online for hairdressers in Huizhou when I was thinking of selling my virginity.
Yun Shu on the other end of the phone sounded obviously troubled: "Huihui, don't be like that, I'm serious."
I couldn't help but laugh: "I'm serious too, 300 including the night, you wouldn't
leave me without a place to stay after eating late-night snacks, would you?"
Yun Shu reluctantly agreed, then typed away, saying the transfer was done.
Since it was all through ICBC, the money arrived instantly on my online banking. I frowned, "300 is fine
, 500 seems to include special services."
Yun Shu was speechless at my thinking, and explained tactfully that he had a fixed monthly business expense, and
he could get some invoices to reimburse me for the payment, so I shouldn't feel guilty.
After hanging up with Yun Shu, I told Su Su I was going to the Baima Market. I couldn't go out with Yun Shu wearing the same
clothes every time, but the place where Yun Shu bought me clothes last time was too expensive, and they were definitely from Baima
. The same items could have price differences of one or two times, so I'd just go to Baima directly.
Su Su had recovered and wanted to come with me. After buying nutritional supplements and
fruit with Yun Shu's two thousand yuan, we had a little over a thousand left, which we spent almost all of it.
Susu helped me choose four or five dresses and even a fake designer handbag. I could see her mood had improved significantly
, and I finally felt relieved.
The next day, when Yunshu picked me up, her eyes lit up when she saw me. She nodded and said, "This dress
is better than the one I bought for you last time."
I laughed and said, "Men are clueless about this. You don't need to worry about my clothes anymore."
Then I told Yunshu that I bought the dress at the wholesale market for just over a hundred yuan. Yunshu's
eyes widened in surprise. In the car, Yunshu reminded me that it would be best to call him by his real name, Xing Lu, no matter where we were.
Calling him Brother Xing was fine too. Last time, when I was leaving, I blurted out Yunshu, and he had to explain it to President Qi and the others
for a long time. The older generation finds it hard to accept online names.
I said, "Okay, Yunshu."
Xing Lu smiled, knowing I was teasing him, and didn't say anything. But I felt a little reluctant to part with him. I really liked
the name Yunshu. However, his two names, "Head Down, Walking; Head Up, Watching the Clouds Gather," seem to
represent reality and idealism. Perhaps he prefers the word "walking."
We ate at the same place as last time, but only Director Shi and Wenwen came. Xing Lu said President Qi would
arrive in about half an hour. While President Qi was still waiting, Director Shi called Xing Lu into another room to discuss something, leaving Wenwen and me
bored outside.
I had absolutely no experience with this kind of situation and just stood there silently. Wenwen, however, seemed quite used to it,
chatting with me casually. She was curious about my relationship with Xing Lu, because Xing Lu was different from Director Shi and President Qi. Xing
Lu was clearly much less financially well-off than them, and he wasn't married. Being with him
felt strange, like neither a lover nor a girlfriend.
My heart tightened, afraid of being exposed, so I quickly lied, saying that I met Xing Lu online,
that he had helped me with a small favor, and that my family was poor and it was too difficult to support my studies, so he helped me with my tuition and
living expenses, and that's how we got together.
After all, I'm a Chinese literature major, so I still have that basic knowledge, and what I said was mostly the truth. But
Wenwen interpreted it differently.
Wenwen was very surprised to hear I was still a student, and then she asked me with great interest about university. She
hadn't gone to university and was very curious about many things.
Then we talked about why Wenwen hadn't gone to university; it turned out her family was poor, and after junior high, they sent her to
a vocational school to learn culinary arts, mainly pastry making. After graduating, she couldn't find a chef's job and
ended up working as a waitress in a restaurant.
That's when she met Director Shi. Director Shi probably frequented the restaurant and was familiar with the owner, got her phone number,
and later asked her out for dinner. After that, she quit her job and moved into the apartment he rented for her.
As we chatted, Wenwen suddenly asked me, "You really like Xing Lu, don't you?"
I was taken aback. Why would Wenwen ask that? Seeing that I didn't answer, Wenwen smiled and said, "You
don't know it yourself, do you? The way you look at him gives it all away."
I was a little dazed. Did I really like Xing Lu that much?
Wenwen thought I was shy and nudged me. Seeing that I had come to my senses, she comforted me, "
It's good that you two are like this. Xing Lu isn't married anyway, and you're a college student. You should be able to make it work."
My heart tightened. It was probably difficult. The way Xing Lu and I met, the role I played,
it was probably hard for me to be on an equal footing with him, to let him love me.
I forced myself not to think about those things and changed the subject, asking a rather abrupt question: "What about you and Director Shi?
You must like him a lot too."
Wenwen's eyes dimmed slightly: "Brother Shi is very good to me, but..." At this moment,
the door to the private room opened, and Director Shi and Xing Lu walked out chatting and laughing. They then called us in, and we couldn't continue our conversation
. I suddenly felt that Wenwen was really pitiful.
A few minutes later, General Manager Qi arrived. I even suspected that he had colluded with Xing Lu; the timing was perfect
. Xing Lu didn't hide anything from me about this, telling me that General Manager Qi was his partner, that he was
the industry representative for the product manufacturer, and that General Manager Qi was a major distributor for them, and that the kickbacks for clients all came from General Manager Qi
.
General Manager Qi brought a girl I didn't recognize, introducing her as my second daughter. The girl was very pretty, but like
the previous one, she had a strong air of worldliness, which I didn't like. However, this was the last time I saw
President Qi bring a girl out. After that, he always came to dinner alone. Once he said, "You two have such
outstanding气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance/aura). I don't have the ability to attract girls like you. I really don't dare bring my girls out anymore; everyone
feels uncomfortable." Director Shi and Xing Lu didn't offer any token politeness, so it seemed they
felt the same way. My first reaction was that I'd wasted my Chinese studies. This seemingly simple-minded
big boss had flattered all four of them with just one sentence. Their circle, though shady, truly
felt like it was full of hidden talents.
This dinner was the usual drinking, chatting, and sharing anecdotes. I guessed they'd
finished their business negotiations in the private room.
Before leaving, Wenwen suddenly asked for my phone number, so I gave her Susu's number. Anyway, Susu...
Su's phone was only for one-way communication with that older man; now that he's gone, it's
useless to her.
This was just a regular dinner, ending early. Xing Lu offered to take me home again, and I didn't refuse. After all, this
time it didn't include sexual services, and I had no reason to stay with him. He took a taxi to take me home. On the way, I
told him Wenwen wanted my phone number. Xing Lu's eyes suddenly lit up, then he thought for a moment and shook his head:
"You should try to avoid contact with people in their circle; it's not good for you."
"But it will definitely be beneficial to your project," I thought to myself. Then I felt that Xing Lu
didn't want to use me more in this matter; he wanted to rely mainly on himself, which was really manly.
[To be continued]

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