The most beautiful thing is having a dream.

"She has someone she likes, someone she likes... Ugh..."
Qianqian locked herself in her room, a bottle of liquor in her hand. The memory of that afternoon ached unbearably. She could only escape through alcohol, thinking that getting drunk would make her forget everything. But the more she drank, the more sober she seemed. No matter how much she tried to forget, the scene kept replaying in her mind. Countless empty bottles lay scattered on the floor.
"Haha... I'm an idiot, a fool. Xiaofeng gave me so many hints, why couldn't I seize them? Why do people always wait until they lose something to regret it... Regret is useless now." "
...If I had the chance, I would tell you I love you, Xiaofeng. Xiaofeng... Waaah..."
Qianqian was completely drunk, the bottle in her hand never stopping, one sip after another, trying to express her inner turmoil and pain.
Ding-dong!
The doorbell rang, signaling a visitor, but Qianqian was too drunk to hear it, let alone get up to open the door. The person outside rang the doorbell several times but didn't leave. Instead, they took a key from their purse, opened the door, and went inside. A strong smell of alcohol wafted out. The person frowned, following the scent, and saw a woman drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
"Qianqian, what's wrong?"
They had never seen Qianqian so drunk. Her drinking was like an empty shell, her only remaining consciousness focused on drinking, and gorging was her only way out.
"Xiao... Feng..."
Hearing a voice that sounded like Xiao Feng's, Qianqian thought she was hallucinating from drinking too much. Now, even hallucinations were appearing. She felt that the Xiao Feng before her was different; her clothes seemed very revealing, and her tantalizingly exposed body resembled a scene that kept appearing in her dreams, now vividly before her eyes.
"It must be a dream... How could Xiaofeng be here? But it's okay, I just wanted to tell you, I love you. Xiaofeng, I really like you, I liked you from the first moment I saw you. But... I'm too timid, I don't have the courage to say those three words, because I'm afraid, afraid of losing you. I'd rather maintain the status quo than ruin this friendship, but... it's all too late... How foolish I am."
Xiaofeng stood quietly to the side listening to Qianqian's confession. Seeing Qianqian enduring the pain alone made her feel bad too. Although she didn't understand why she said it was all too late, since she had confessed like this, it meant that the decision she made today was not wrong.
She hugged Qianqian and whispered in her ear, "I love you too."
Upon hearing these words, Qianqian's eyes reddened, and she cried. She had waited so long to say these words.
"It's a dream...it really is a dream...Xiao Feng."
She turned and hugged Xiao Feng, kissing her repeatedly, her kisses falling delicately on Xiao Feng's face, caressing her body as if cherishing a precious treasure. Xiao Feng's soft moans stimulated Qianqian's senses. The alcohol made her body feel burning hot. She rubbed Xiao Feng's snow-white breasts with one hand, while the other hand followed the curves of her body to Xiao Feng's secret place, gently pinching the clitoris. Her nimble tongue circled around the nipples.
"Ah...Qianqian...it's so stimulating...mmm..."
Hearing Xiao Feng's response made Qianqian's body even hotter. She wanted to possess her. This thought, this desire, made her fantasize about this scene every night.
She secretly extended a finger, hearing Xiao Feng groan from her throat. Her finger felt warm liquid slowly flowing out, giving Qianqian a surreal feeling. She couldn't help but wonder if this was really a dream. This dream was much more real than usual. But she had no time to think too much. Driven by desire and alcohol, she only wanted to be free.
"Qian...no...ahhh..."
A penis appeared out of nowhere. Dreams are magical; many unbelievable things appear. And this penis was double-sided. Qianqian first inserted one side into her body, then thrust the other into Xiaofeng's. The forced expansion of her private parts caused Xiaofeng to cry out in discomfort.
This cry slowed Qianqian down. She waited for Xiaofeng to adjust. When Xiaofeng blushed and nodded at her, she could no longer control herself. She moved back and forth in that mysterious area, enjoying the sweet sounds coming from her ears.
"Ahhh...Qian...too...too fast...it's bad...it'll break...ah..."
Their bodies swayed incessantly, passion filling the room. Sweet moans lingered in the air, an unyielding sweetness flowing out with their cries.
In the instant of liberation, Qianqian felt as if she had entered paradise, her soul and body merging together.
At that moment, midnight struck, and Xiaofeng looked up at her, saying, "Happy Birthday."
Qianqian smiled.
"Ouch!"
Xiaofeng suddenly cried out.
"Why did you pinch me!" Xiaofeng rubbed her left cheek, looking at Qianqian angrily.
"So… this wasn't a dream."
The warm touch in her hand conveyed the reality.
"Nonsense! Who told you it was a dream? And why don't you pinch yourself?"
"Hehe…" A sense of peace from somewhere made Qianqian unconsciously giggle.
Seeing Qianqian's silly grin, Xiaofeng felt both amused and annoyed. She gently touched Qianqian's face.
"Silly girl, I always knew. I've always been waiting for your answer."
Hearing Xiaofeng say this, Qianqian's eyes welled up with tears.
"I thought… I thought you…"
"Pfft! That was a lie."
Looking at Xiaofeng's smug smile, as if her scheme had succeeded,
Qianqian was puzzled.
"That...that guy is...?"
"He was a guest performer I invited to provoke you."
"What?! So you guys planned this all along?! That's too much!"
Qianqian, now realizing it was all a scam, turned her head away unhappily, refusing to acknowledge Xiaofeng.
"Oh dear, if it weren't for him, would you have spoken your true feelings?" Xiaofeng wrapped his arms around Qianqian from behind and whispered in her ear.
"..."
"So, don't be angry anymore. I love you."
Hearing Xiaofeng say this, a faint blush rose to Qianqian's cheeks.
"Me too."
Heh...Xiaofeng smiled contentedly, and Qianqian smiled too, holding Xiaofeng's hand tightly.
As for what happened to that poor male friend next, that's another story...

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