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'm a typical 9-to-5 office worker, my daily work is monotonous and boring. If there's any fun in it, it's that I'm the only guy in my office, which is quite unique. Our boss was initially a strong advocate of feminism, but later she felt she needed a man to handle things, so when I applied, I was immediately hired.
Besides the boss (who is also female), there are four other girls in the office: Xiaoyi, Wenwen, Xiaorou, and Jiayun. Except for Wenwen, they all have boyfriends, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying admiring them. These girls are all
above average in looks, but each has their own unique charm. For example, Xiaoyi, who sits across from me now, is 160cm tall,
I don't know her weight, but she's slim, yet I can sense she has a full, rounded bust. Xiaoyi is our office's first priority for answering the phone because her voice is really sweet and charming; it's enough to make you weak in the knees. Many clients call
just to chat with Xiaoyi. Wenwen is a rather outgoing and assertive older sister type of girl, and she's also quite avant-garde in her clothing. She often wears low-waisted trousers with high-waisted underwear to work, and if she leans forward slightly while typing on
her computer, I can catch a glimpse of her alluring buttocks. Xiaorou has the prettiest eyes and the most delicate skin in the office. She always looks at people with an innocent gaze, making it hard to say no to her. Jiayun is responsible for
meeting clients outside the office and is the most educated and experienced employee.
One day, a client came to visit us at noon. I noticed that Xiaoyi's expression became very uncomfortable, as if she was trying hard to avoid the opportunity to talk to the client. After the client left, I secretly
asked her on the intranet what was wrong. Xiaoyi simply replied, "Wait for me after work."
I finally got off work, having forgotten about what happened at noon, and was about to hurry home on my bike when I was stopped at the alley entrance.
"Why are you walking so fast? Didn't I tell you to wait for me?" Xiaoyi patted my shoulder from behind.
"Oh! Sorry, I got busy and forgot. Aren't you going home?" I was really tired.
"No, I want to go for a walk today. Do you want to come with me?" It's hard to resist Xiaoyi's voice.
"Where do you want to go?"
"Let's go to Yangmingshan to see the night view."
Speaking of Yangmingshan, it's a place I'm very familiar with. Since college, for every social gathering, barbecue, or date, three out of five times it was Yangmingshan. I don't know why so many people like to go there.
"Look, that's Daye Takashimaya, next to it is Tianmu Sports Stadium, on the other side is Tianmu Veterans General Hospital, further away is Shin Kong Mitsukoshi, and that brightly lit hillside in front is Ming Chuan University..."
"How do you know everything?" Xiaoyi asked me curiously. Usually in the office, I don't know if it's the atmosphere the boss deliberately creates, but my colleagues rarely talk to each other, or if it's because I'm a guy.
"I don't know everything." Of course I know everything. This place avoids the bustling industrial road behind the Cultural University. There are no vendors, no crowds. I've been here more than two hundred times
, but most of the time I've only passed by during the day while hiking.
"Didn't you ask me during the day why I kept avoiding Mr. Jiang?" Xiao Yi suddenly brought up what happened today.
"Yeah, that's right. You seem really afraid of him."
"Because he bullied me." Xiaoyi said this and then fell silent.
I was lost in thought. What did "bullied me" mean? Did he...?
"Last year, I just graduated from university," Xiaoyi broke the silence herself.
"The first case I handled was Mr. Jiang's."
"At that time, because I wasn't familiar with many things, I often made mistakes. But he was very polite to me and often spoke well of me to our boss, so I was very grateful to him. When the case was about to end,
I wanted to treat him to dinner, and he readily agreed. We went to Yangmingshan, but we went to many hot springs in Tianmu. I drank a little wine, but I can't hold my liquor very well, and I got drunk quickly.
When I woke up the next day, I found myself lying in a strange room, completely naked, with excruciating pain down there. Mr. Jiang was lying next to me. I immediately understood what had happened. All I could do was cry. I never imagined that my first time
would be taken away without me even realizing it."
"I didn't dare call the police, and I didn't know what to do, so I just kept hiding from him."
I looked at Xiaoyi's tear-streaked face. I never imagined that the most innocent and lively girl in the office would have such a experience. I felt so sorry for her. I gently pulled Xiaoyi into my arms and hugged her tightly, hoping
to give her some support and a sense of security.
"Let's go, it's a bit cold here," Xiaoyi said, feeling a little better.
On the way down the mountain, we passed through Zhongcheng Road in Tianmu.
"There's a hotel sign there. Let's go there for the night. I don't want to go home tonight," Xiaoyi suddenly said to me.
I didn't think too much about it; I just thought I'd go along with her wishes today.
The hotel was in an alley on Zhongshan North Road, and it took me a while to find it. Exhausted from the whole day, I collapsed onto the bed. After putting down her coat and bag, Xiaoyi went straight to the bathroom. I looked up and
was shocked. The bathroom wall was made of semi-transparent carved glass, and from my height, I could see Xiaoyi's bare buttocks, her pants down, sitting on the toilet.
I watched intently. After a while, Xiaoyi stood up, rinsed off the water, got dressed, and came out. Curious, she asked what I was doing. I honestly pointed to the glass wall. Xiaoyi seemed tired too, completely
unaware that the wall facing the bed in the bathroom was just a pane of glass. Her ears immediately turned red.
"Wow! You're so naughty!" Xiaoyi didn't seem very angry.
"I'm innocent too. I was just lying here, I didn't do anything."
I suddenly had a feeling, so I sat up, pulled Xiaoyi onto my lap, and gently kissed her.
Xiaoyi buried her head in my chest, not daring to move.
I actually had a good impression of Xiaoyi, having spent every day with her in the office. Some of our clients were also interested in her, often sending her flowers. But I really didn't expect her to have such unpleasant
memories. No wonder she always kept a certain distance from male clients.
I wiped away the tears on her face.
"I just rode my bike, I'm covered in dust. I'm going to take a shower," I said, letting her sit on the bed.
She nodded and lay down under the covers.
Perhaps it was a habit I developed during my time in the army, but I quickly showered, wrapped myself in a towel, and returned to the room.
"Your turn."
"You showered so fast? Are you even clean?" Xiaoyi seemed a little unconvinced.
"I'm used to it from my time in the army. Otherwise, would you have showered with me?" I joked.
Up until now, I haven't had any strange thoughts, but I just didn't expect this.
"Let's shower together, what are you afraid of?" Xiaoyi actually replied.
On one hand, I felt strange; after all, she was a colleague, not a boyfriend or girlfriend, so it didn't seem like a good thing. But on the other hand, I was incredibly excited about the situation. I never thought I would have such a romantic encounter.
"Then wait for me outside. I'll go in and fill the tub; I want to take a bath," Xiaoyi said. "The bathtub here is so big."
"Okay," I replied.
Looking through the frosted glass of the bathroom, I could see Xiaoyi taking off her clothes one by one, and I slowly started to feel something. My penis also became hard.
"You can come in now," Xiaoyi finally called me in after what felt like an eternity.
I saw Xiaoyi squatting in the bathtub, hugging her legs to cover her private parts, but the outline of her breasts and her smooth, white skin couldn't be hidden. I stared at her, unable to look away. Her face flushed.
"Aren't you going to come down and soak with me? It's so comfortable!"
I took off the towel, and when Xiaoyi saw my erect penis, her face turned even redder. She lowered her head, not daring to look up. I slowly sat down next to her.
"Come on, turn around, I'll hug you." Xiaoyi stiffly shifted her body, moving in front of me with her back to me. I let her lean against my chest, and of course, her soft, white buttocks were also pressing against my penis. I could feel
how nervous she was; she didn't
dare to move at all. I wrapped my arms around her, which was really difficult, and I didn't want to restrain my desire anymore. I slowly covered her breasts with my palms. They were so soft. A girl once asked me why I liked to touch women's breasts
, and I didn't know how to explain it. It was a very primal love, I guess. Soft, and irresistible to touch. But not every woman's breasts are shaped so perfectly.
I gently flicked Xiaoyi's small, pink nipples, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is it comfortable?" I asked her, and she nodded slightly. So I continued my actions. My heart felt that this was a gift from heaven, truly wonderful.
Although I was holding Xiaoyi, my hands caressing her soft breasts, I felt very calm. I only wanted to make her comfortable; her comfort was far more important than my own pleasure
. So I slowly changed my focus, gently massaging her tense shoulders. Xiaoyi's skin was so smooth and tender, reminding me of soft tofu, as if it would crumble at the slightest touch. I took her hand;
in the shimmering light of the bathtub, her hand was small, yet the proportions of her fingers and palm were perfect. I had learned some musical instruments myself, and I thought that if Xiaoyi could play the piano, these hands would be the most beautiful playing hands.
Perhaps I was too captivated by Xiaoyi's exquisite body, for I was somewhat lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiaoyi turned to ask me.
I shook my head, gently lifted her chin, and tasted her soft lips again. This time, I slipped my tongue into Xiaoyi's mouth, and she responded firmly. I opened my eyes and saw Xiaoyi with her eyes closed,
her body turned to the side, embracing me with both hands. I could clearly see her long eyelashes trembling slightly with her breath.
After a deep kiss, we parted reluctantly, but didn't let go of each other's embrace.
"Aren't you afraid I'm just playing around?" I asked curiously.
"I don't want to think about that right now," Xiaoyi answered quickly.
Perhaps my question was a bit of a mood killer, but after all, I'm just a very ordinary office worker. I still remember today in the office, Mr. Jiang asked us ladies if we wanted to go see Xia
Mu's art exhibition at Nanhai Academy. I stupidly asked, "What does Xia Mu have to do with summer?" which made everyone in the office burst into laughter. I also remember the disdainful smile on Mr. Jiang's face at that time.
"Don't think too much, okay?" Xiaoyi said to me. "I want to go out, do you still want to soak?"
I stood up with Xiaoyi. She seemed more relaxed now, no longer covering her private parts. She took a towel to dry herself, and I took the towel from her, gently wiping the water droplets from her arms to her waist and thighs. I deliberately avoided her genitals, but when my hand approached there, I could almost feel a higher body temperature, which made my heart flutter. I noticed the shape of her pubic hair; it wasn't large,
but it was very dense, forming a small inverted triangle. I hadn't expected her to be so beautiful even there. After carefully drying her feet, I stood up. Our eyes met.
Xiaoyi suddenly kissed me. I hugged her tightly, and this time my hands roamed restlessly over her body. Slowly, I stroked her firm buttocks. Xiaoyi's breathing quickened. Although I
wasn't tall, only ten centimeters taller than Xiaoyi, because of her well-proportioned body, I could reach behind her and touch the inside of her thighs, slowly moving my fingers upwards.
So wet, so slippery…
Xiaoyi leaned weakly against my shoulder, her legs barely clamping my hand, yet unable to stop my fingers from teasing her labia…
Looking at Xiaoyi's hazy eyes, I felt myself floating, almost intoxicated. What kind of God created such a perfect body in a woman? Perhaps caressing a woman can't satisfy a man physically, but psychologically
, I felt wave after wave, bringing me to an endless climax. Every time my fingertips felt those warm labia, accompanied by slippery love juice, I couldn't help but feel deeply moved. How
could there be such a beautiful body? That fluid was leading me to explore the origin of life!
We returned to the room, and I lay down on the bed, dimming the lights, then pulled Xiaoyi to lie down beside me. Xiaoyi's experience seemed to be limited to that one time she was taken advantage of, but I remembered she had
a boyfriend. Did nothing happen between her and her boyfriend?
I propped my head up with one hand, my other hand still slowly sliding across her chest. It seemed she enjoyed this caress.
"Won't your boyfriend touch you?" I asked curiously.
"I don't let him touch me because I'm scared," Xiaoyi said softly. "I don't know if I can still accept men."
"Then what's going on between us now? You let me touch you, aren't you afraid?"
"I am afraid, but I don't know why I feel more at ease with you. Maybe it's because you're less impatient."
Actually, after so many years of experience, I'm not so concerned about the climax at the moment of ejaculation. I prefer the natural eye contact between two people, the gentle touch of fingers, and the deep breath of each other's hair
. I feel I can easily create a romantic atmosphere; after all, that's what truly moves people.
"But I can't promise you anything," I said honestly to Xiaoyi. It's better to be truthful than to say sweet nothings. That's more acceptable, right?
"You don't need to promise anything? Did I ask you to promise anything?"
"No." We smiled at each other, and a tacit understanding was established.
I stopped talking, lowered my head between Xiaoyi's breasts. I was probably close to climaxing. I squeezed Xiaoyi's soft breast with my right hand, sucking on her nipple with my mouth. I supported myself with my left hand, and we
lay face to face, lying on our sides. I lifted my leg onto Xiaoyi's feet, and I could feel my hard penis against her smooth thigh. Xiaoyi obviously felt it too, and she leaned closer to me.
I guided Xiaoyi's hand down to grasp my penis. Her hand grasped it awkwardly, and although she didn't directly masturbate, it gave me even greater pleasure.
"It's big, isn't it? Have you ever touched your boyfriend's?"
"No, once he asked me to touch it, and I cried."
"Then why aren't you crying now?" I asked her, and I saw Xiaoyi's ears turn red again.
"Yours is more fun, less scary."
"What's fun? We'll play with it in a bit," I joked.
Because she was lying on her side, it wasn't convenient to move both hands. I laid Xiaoyi flat and pressed myself against her. Suddenly, I had a strong urge to lick her entire body. I had never seen a girl's body so delicately licked, even her feet. I sucked on her earlobe, slowly moving down to her neck. I even felt that she tasted sweet.
"I want to lick you there, is that okay?" I asked Xiaoyi for permission.
"It's weird, please don't."
"It's okay, I'll be very gentle. If you don't like it, I'll stop, okay?"
Xiaoyi closed her eyes and nodded. I moved my body, spreading her thighs apart. Xiaoyi nervously grabbed the blanket and covered her head, not wanting me to see her shy expression.
I have an unparalleled fondness for female genitalia and vaginal lubrication, especially for girls with little sexual experience, or rather, girls with excellent personal hygiene. It's like encountering a
clear stream in a mountain brook on a summer day, but with an added touch of eroticism. It evokes an even stronger carnal desire.
Is carnal desire really that bad? There are too many unnecessary constraints. Compared to racing, sex is obviously much safer. Just use a condom, no need to worry about being photographed, much less risk to life, not to mention the greater
pleasure.
I stared at Xiaoyi's two glistening labia for several seconds, admiring them carefully. Beneath the dense pubic hair, the obscene abyss seemed to beckon me to adventure. The two winding walls of flesh, adorned
with sparse pubic hair, made me hesitate no longer. I pressed my face against hers, feeling my nose covered in Xiaoyi's moist love juice, and I could feel her thighs trembling with my breath.
"Ah~~" It seems Xiaoyi is really sensitive.
I simply ran my tongue over her outer lips. Perhaps the stimulation was too intense, because Xiaoyi no longer covered her face with the blanket, just breathing heavily. With such an alluring spring of love before me, I certainly wouldn't let it pass. I began to lick it greedily.
It didn't have the pungent smell of urine described in some novels, nor was it exaggeratedly sweet like honey. But the endless flow of love fluid tasted incredibly delicious to me—slightly salty, very refreshing. More importantly, Xiaoyi's constant
moans ignited my desire.
"So...comfortable...ah..." Xiaoyi murmured repeatedly,
"Ah...um...oh my god..." As my nimble tongue moved, Xiaoyi panted even more.
Her hands, no longer gripping the sheets, were now biting one with her mouth, while the other hand constantly stroked my hair.
After a while, my mouth grew sore, so I crawled back to Xiaoyi's side.
"Have you ever masturbated?" I always had endless questions.
"No, do you guys do this all the time?"
"It depends. If I have a girlfriend, it's less frequent, but it really depends on the person. Every man's situation is different. Some people just don't do it very often!"
"What about you? Do you do it? Ah... stop it!" While Xiaoyi was asking me questions, my hands weren't idle either, still kneading her breasts.
"Ah... a little lighter... ah... so comfortable... mmm... umm..." It seemed that Xiaoyi couldn't handle my onslaught. Her hands weakly grabbed my big hand, as if she wanted to refuse but didn't want me to stop.
"I... yes, sometimes I think about you!" I replied with a wicked smile.
"I knew you had ulterior motives all along. Tomorrow I'm going to ask the boss to fire you. I didn't expect to find such a pervert in the office."
"Spare me! The unemployment rate is very high these days," I begged for mercy.
"That depends on how you behave," Xiaoyi said, perhaps influenced by the situation. She became bolder, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I rolled over on top of her, spreading her thighs with my legs. I could feel my glans
pressing against her wet labia. Xiaoyi suddenly tensed up, clinging tightly to me, her head resting on my arm.
"I'm afraid it will hurt..." she said, her voice trembling with tears.
"I'll go slowly, it won't hurt in a bit, trust me," I said. I knew that although Xiaoyi had been intimate before, it was completely unconscious; mentally, she was still a virgin.
"I'm going in now, can you feel me outside?" I asked gently.
Xiaoyi nodded, saying, "It's so big... be gentle, ah... it hurts... go slower..."
I slid in along the wetness, it was so tight, almost impossible to enter.
Xiaoyi winced in pain, and I suddenly felt a pang of heartache. I stopped what I was doing and gently comforted her.
As Xiaoyi's brow furrowed, my thick, engorged penis slowly invaded her most private parts. Xiaoyi was bewildered by this unfamiliar emotion; though painful, there was also an indescribable pleasure. I
observed the changes in her expression with great interest. Xiaoyi was clearly immersed in the pleasure of this new experience and couldn't notice me observing her.
I could feel my glans struggling to open the warm flesh walls and savor the sensation of rubbing against the folds inside her vagina. Xiaoyi's vagina, without hesitation, contracted wave after wave, perhaps
trying to resist the intrusion of the foreign object, but it brought me even greater pleasure. That living, writhing motion gripped me tightly.
"Does it still hurt?" I asked. I wasn't without experience with virgins before. In fact, I might have had quite a few, but Xiaoyi's tightness was beyond my expectations.
"It still hurts, but it's a little better," Xiaoyi's expression changed, naturally not escaping my notice.
Even amidst her tension, she began to moan softly with pleasure. This little girl must be experiencing pleasure too!
I didn't suddenly thrust in completely. Although my penis isn't very long, only 12 centimeters, it's quite thick—that's what many girls I've slept with have said. Up until now, I've only inserted a little bit of the head
. I'm not in a hurry, and there's no need to go all the way in immediately.
Xiao Yi's body has already started to react. I can feel the part that's already inside becoming increasingly wet. The first half has already been explored, so I'm gently thrusting in and out.
"Is it comfortable?" I hold Xiao Yi tightly, kissing her and comforting her from time to time.
"Mmm, it feels good, but it still hurts," Xiaoyi answered me reluctantly. "Is this okay? It will hurt if you go in any further."
"Ah~~ So good~~~ Mmm~~~ Ah~~~~~ Pain..." Amidst the pain and pleasure, Xiaoyi slowly relaxed her body to accommodate my movements. I quickly made shallow thrusts, each time I pulled out, bringing out more fluid.
"Yi, I'm inside you, can you feel it?"
"Mmm, so big, so good, ah~~~ Oh oh... Mmm~~ I want more~~"
"Do you like it?" I pressed.
"Ah~~~ I like it..."
"Like what?" I like to tease girls into saying lewd things. On one hand, it gives me a sense of accomplishment, but on the other hand, when I break down a girl's defenses and get her to say it, she's more willing to accept
herself like that, no longer suppressing it. It's very effective.
"Sigh... I just like that... Ah... Ah..."
"You have to say you like having sex with me."
"Mmm, I like having sex with you," Xiaoyi said softly, seemingly having used a lot of courage.
"I love having Xiaoyi inside me, it feels so good."
Of course, I couldn't say anything too harsh or vulgar at first, as that would only disgust her. It was time to fully explore Xiaoyi. I spread Xiaoyi's thighs as wide as possible, slightly propping her up. Although I
had already penetrated a little, now I was going to go all the way in.
"Yi, I'm going in, okay?" Even though we were already so intimate, I gently informed Xiaoyi, letting her prepare. Not many girls like rough guys.
I advanced a little further, covering the part I had already explored, but I still hadn't penetrated halfway. Most girls can completely envelop a guy's penis. I've only encountered one girl with a shallow vagina
, unless the guy is really long, but I think most people are average.
I felt some resistance; it was unfamiliar territory. Although I felt incredibly good, I was also deeply moved. After all, how many men will visit this most intimate part of a girl's life? I
was also wondering, when Xiaoyi was bullied last time, was that guy even capable? Why do I still feel like I'm having sex with a virgin?
I lowered my waist and thrust forward forcefully. I quickly plunged in.
"Ooh~~~ It hurts so much~~~~ Mom~~~ I don't want it anymore... It hurts so much..." Xiaoyi suddenly cried.
She tried to push me away, but I hugged her tightly and stopped, though I was still fully inside her.
"Okay, I'm not moving anymore, sweetie, it doesn't hurt... It'll be over soon," I gently comforted Xiaoyi.
"Does it still hurt a lot now? Is it any better?"
"Mmm." While comforting Xiaoyi, I intensified my hand movements, brushing aside her sweat-dampened hair and caressing her nipples to distract her.
"If I move slowly, will it still hurt a lot?" After a while, Xiaoyi's brows weren't furrowed as much.
"It hurts less."
"Xiaoyi, I'm completely inside you! Can you feel me?"
"Mmm." Xiaoyi nodded shyly, burying her face in my chest.
Instead of letting a girl say things like "It feels so good," it's better to first make her face the fact that she's already been taken.
Only when she faces the fact that she's being taken by a man will she be more open. Some girls might not care, thinking it's obvious who's on top, but regardless, I've taken Xiaoyi.
"Do you like it when I'm inside you?" I asked again.
"Yes, I like it!"
Without warning, Xiaoyi shed a string of crystal tears, her eyes becoming clear. Although I still held onto that warmth, seeing her eyes chilled my lust. Usually, this situation means that the girl's
rational side has risen again.
"I feel so sorry for my boyfriend, how could I do this?" Xiaoyi's eyes pierced through me as she murmured, asking herself and me. Although the softness below me captivated me, making me unwilling to give up
, I could still feel the strong contractions of her vagina and my own pulse. Our chests were pressed together, her soft breasts so perfect, yet I began to feel empty inside.
Even if I got her, what good would it do? Her heart was never with me to begin with, and even the simple pleasure of it had ceased. Thinking of this, I felt utterly disheartened, and my spirits slowly softened. I withdrew from her body,
lying weakly on the other side of the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"I'm sorry," Xiaoyi said, looking at me with a hint of apology.
"It's nothing, it's not your fault." Although I tried to appear gentlemanly, everyone could hear my disappointment.
"Go to sleep. Get up early tomorrow, I'll take you home to change, and then we'll go to the company together."
"Okay," Xiaoyi replied noncommittally, pulling the covers up and turning her back to me.
I sighed and remained lying flat. I slowly drifted off to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up, only to find Xiaoyi not in bed. There was only a note on the dressing table—"I went home by myself, see you tomorrow"—I
don't know why, but holding that note, I sat blankly on the edge of the bed, looking at myself in the mirror, suddenly feeling incredibly lonely and empty inside. I glanced at my watch; it was exactly four in the morning. I wondered
what time Xiaoyi had left. Was it safe for her to go home so late
? The next morning, I was the first one to arrive at the office, my heart pounding with anxiety. Would Xiaoyi come to work today? Would the other girls in the office know about what happened between us? A while later, Xiaorou entered the office. Perhaps it was just my imagination
, but I kept secretly watching Xiaorou's expression.
"Why are you staring at me? You're acting strange today," Xiaorou noticed my unusual behavior.
"Nothing, I just thought your denim skirt looked pretty today," I quickly changed the subject. Besides, girls like to be complimented on their clothes, especially the girls in the office. Because they've left school, they often have that "older
woman" mentality, and sometimes they become more conscious of their appearance, not out of vanity, but more out of so-called office etiquette.
"It's not the first time I've worn this skirt to work. You've never cared about me before," Xiaorou clearly accepted my compliment and seemed to have forgotten that I had been staring at her. I turned to look at the news on the webpage.
There was a cold snap coming in the next few days, and the mayoral and city council elections were this Saturday. My mailbox was overflowing with random flyers every day—it was so environmentally unfriendly!
By ten o'clock, Wenwen and Jiayun were in the office, but Xiaoyi was still missing. My unease turned into worry; could something have happened?
"Hello, Xiaoyi? Where are you? Why aren't you at work yet?... Oh... you have a cold? Okay, I'll call in sick for you... Drink plenty of water... um... okay... bye-bye!"
Wenwen turned to everyone and announced that Xiaoyi had a cold and wouldn't be coming to work today.
I felt a little relieved, at least knowing she was safe at home. She must still be emotionally distraught from last night, unable to face herself or me, so she chose to escape like this. I felt very sad. After all,
I bear half the responsibility.
When I left work, I didn't leave immediately as usual. I stayed quietly in the office to catch up on the work. With one less person in the office today, efficiency was noticeably lower. I also realized that Xiaoyi, who seems petite,
is actually much more capable than me. I'm responsible for handling business while she's away. All the client information and past contacts are not only meticulously categorized on the computer, but there are even printed backups. I idly
browsed through the files on Xiaoyi's computer. Since most were official documents, I didn't think much of it.
Suddenly, I noticed a folder with several plain text files containing only dates. Clicking on them, I found they were diaries. At ten o'clock that night, I stood outside Xiaoyi's building and pressed the doorbell without hesitation.
Back in the office, I hurriedly finished the report needed for tomorrow's meeting, my mind still replaying the content I had just seen.
'September 10, 2002:
Today, a guy named Jie came to the office. Everyone was curiously looking at him. Finally, we have a guy in our office! It'll be more interesting from now on! I hope he's easy to get along with. …
This afternoon, I went to look at the venue, and I took him with me. I'm considered one of the seniors in the office, but I seem to be a little less senior than him…'
'September 13, 2002:
Tomorrow is the weekend. I asked Jie what his plans were, and he said he was going home to play video games. What a weirdo! These past few days, I've found his conversations to be really nonsensical and funny.'
'September 25, 2002
: …A perfectly good case was rejected. Although I'm unwilling to accept it, I have to redo it… Jie just smiled and volunteered to help me type. ' …So kind…. We all had dinner together that night. Dewei (Xiaoyi's boyfriend) picked me up, and we went to see the night view…. I was scared by Dewei….' '
On October 10, 2002
, the fireworks were moved to Taichung. When I got off work… Jie mysteriously told me to wait a moment, and pulled out several extra-large sky rockets from somewhere…..So beautiful…. Suddenly I felt a little touched.'
'On October 31, 2002,
it hurts so much…. Why do I feel so disgusted with myself…. Why, after a year, can I still not forget…. Can I tell Dewei? What will he think of me in the future? I don't want to lose him…. I don't want to…. Why does God have to play this trick on me, to make me go through this? I felt so
down all day in the office. Nobody noticed, and even if someone did, what could I say…. It's the anniversary of the rape?'
Jie poured me a glass of warm water in the morning and another one in the afternoon. He didn't ask anything. Holding the warm glass, I felt much calmer. I really wanted to hear Dewei's voice, so I called him. As usual, he was still busy... When I got off work, Jie gave me a faint smile... "
Who is it?" A strange voice came from the building's intercom. It must be Xiaoyi's family.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Xiaoyi. I'm her colleague, and
I need to pick something up for her." "Oh, wait a minute... Xiaoyi... your colleague is looking for you..."
I read Xiaoyi's diary that night. Although I had heard her mention that unpleasant thing yesterday, I hadn't thought she was hiding so much more. Perhaps it was a way of protecting herself, or perhaps by not making things seem so painful, she wouldn't feel so bad. It seems that we are often like this, clearly caring to death, yet unwilling to admit it. Thinking about it, I'm not a good person either. Last night, I was somewhat taking advantage of her vulnerability.
"Oh? What brings you here?" Xiaoyi's expression was one of surprise and delight when she saw me. Seeing her expression made me feel much more relaxed, knowing that she didn't hate me because of this. If someone who has been working for less than half a year is disliked by their colleagues, especially in
this kind of situation, then they probably shouldn't stay.
"I brought you a bottle of royal jelly. I heard you had a cold, and this is good for you."
"I'm sorry to bother you like this. I just can't get out of bed, it's not a real cold." Xiaoyi chuckled.
"Oh, so you can't get out of bed. I was worried about you all day." I felt relieved.
"You worry about me too?" Xiaoyi's tone suddenly became sharp.
"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I? You suddenly ran away yesterday, a girl all alone in the middle of the night, anyone would worry, right?"
"I don't need you to worry about me, I'm not a child anymore."
"You'll come to work tomorrow
, right?" "Of course I will, what would I do if I didn't go to work?" Xiaoyi flicked my forehead.
I grabbed Xiaoyi's hand, not letting her pull it away, and saw her face turn red.
"What are you doing? Don't grab me." Xiaoyi protested weakly.
I pulled Xiaoyi into my arms and hugged her tightly. The December night was windy, and her thin body made my heart ache, and it also aroused my desire.
I pulled her along, pushed open the fire door of the building's stairwell, and walked to the door on the ground floor. I hugged her again. In that short distance, Xiaoyi seemed to sense my intention and tried to pull her hand away, but
I held it even tighter…
“He” came to the office again today. Why did “he” still have the nerve to come after doing such a thing?… This is terrible. The boss actually asked me to take him downstairs… I listlessly combed my hair, feeling nauseous. The stench still lingered in my mouth…
I leaned against the wall, holding Xiaoyi. I could feel my blood surging and my body throbbing painfully in my suit pants. Xiaoyi seemed to sense my hardness as well. Perhaps remembering the scene from last night, she also
started breathing slightly. I lifted her chin and covered her lips with mine.
Xiaoyi responded passionately to my kiss. We explored each other's tongues, and my hands began searching for a target. When Xiaoyi came downstairs, she was wearing a knee-length coat over her clothes,
probably pajamas underneath—a very casual look. I unzipped my coat and reached inside. As I expected, there was nothing restricting my movement under her pajamas. I easily grasped Xiaoyi's soft breasts, and through the silk pajamas, I could feel
her nipples hardening.
Just as I was about to unbutton her pajamas and savor her nipples, Xiaoyi firmly stopped me. I was about to refuse her protest
when she said softly, "Not here, someone might walk by. Let's go somewhere else."
Led by Xiaoyi, I went to the gym on the second basement floor. Perhaps because of the cold weather and the late hour, the entire gym was dark and deserted. However, it was much better than the stairwell; it was carpeted and not so cold.
We embraced eagerly and fell to the floor together. In no time, I had removed our clothes. In the dim light of the emergency exit, Xiaoyi's eyes were closed, her face pale. I held her tightly
in my arms, gently kissing her forehead, eyebrows, and of course, her lips.
"Don't suddenly leave alone next time, I'm worried sick."
"Okay, I know," Xiaoyi said sweetly. "That's all we can do, don't you care?"
"We'll talk about the future later." I succumbed.
My hands gently caressed Xiaoyi, from her forehead, across her earlobe, past her pink neck. Xiaoyi's skin was truly flawless. When my hand reached her mons pubis, I could feel that Xiaoyi was already very wet.
When I slowly inserted my middle finger into the crease of her labia, I could feel how slippery it was. My finger was immediately covered in moist love juice. Xiaoyi's thighs couldn't help but open slightly to make it easier for my hand to move. At this moment, I also
realized that Xiaoyi's legs were also so shapely.
I brought my love-juice-covered finger to Xiaoyi's lips. Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment, but still sucked on my finger. I wonder what it feels like for a girl to suck on her own love juice, especially on a man's finger
? I have no way of knowing, but I like this lewd scene. I have to admit here that I may have read too many erotic novels and watched too many pornographic films.
Unlike in the hotel, here someone could come at any time, increasing the thrill of being discovered. I didn't have time to properly savor her again, because if she stayed down for too long, her family would become suspicious. I rolled over onto her
. Today there were no obstacles like yesterday. I gently guided my hard penis with my left hand, found the entrance, and quickly inserted it all the way in.
"Ugh... be gentle... it still hurts..." After all, she wasn't very experienced, and Xiaoyi still felt a little uncomfortable.
I slowly thrust in and out, still able to feel surrounded by the warm, tight passage. Xiaoyi's vagina was really tight. As my entire penis slowly entered, I felt it being squeezed, and I could feel that my whole penis was wet, all of it was
the love fluid produced by Xiaoyi's pleasure. I felt so good!
"Ah~~~ God~~~... um; so comfortable... oh... God." Xiaoyi was probably suppressing her moans, though she kept moaning softly.
“Xiao Yi… Xiao Yi…” I called to her.
“Hmm?”
“I’m doing it to you again,” I said, deliberately using vulgar language.
“Ouch, that sounds awful,” Xiao Yi protested as expected.
I deliberately sped up a little. Even in the dim light, I could feel Xiao Yi’s face turning red.
“Ah…so good…ah ah…uh…mmm…” Xiao Yi couldn’t speak as I thrust into her. I suddenly stopped, and Xiao Yi opened her eyes and looked at me, her eyes puzzled.
“Why…you suddenly stopped moving…” Xiao Yi expressed her slight dissatisfaction.
“I want you to lick me,” I thought mischievously. I wanted to see Xiao Yi suck me.
"I won't dare..."
Ignoring Xiaoyi's protests, I pulled my penis out and moved my body so it was facing Xiaoyi's face. Xiaoyi looked troubled, her eyes filled with resentment as she gently grasped it with her hand, opening her small mouth to lick my glans, which was covered in her love juice.
"Suck me," I pleaded.
Xiaoyi responded vaguely. Her mouth was small; it must have been difficult for her to open it so wide, but for me, it was an extremely high visual enjoyment.
"Does it taste good?" I asked wickedly.
"It feels like licking a hot dog," Xiaoyi replied, slightly loosening her grip on me.
"Then does it taste good?" I asked again.
"No taste, it's okay."
I watched Xiaoyi struggling to give me oral sex, not wanting to tire her out, so I returned to the normal position and entered her again. This time, I didn't soften my movements; instead, I thrust into Xiaoyi forcefully again and again. Each time I thrust all the way in, Xiaoyi let out a soft cry. Just as she was enjoying it, I quickly pulled out. She was about to protest my withdrawal when I thrust in hard again. After a dozen or so thrusts, Xiaoyi was already actively raising her hips to meet my thrusts.
"Do you like having sex with me?"
"Mmm...mmm...I like it so much..."
"You need to say a complete sentence..." I said, but didn't stop my movements.
"Ah~~~ I love making love with you...ah...so deep...mmm..."
"Do you like being fucked by me?"
"Yes, I love being fucked by you...fuck me...fuck me hard...mmmmmmm..."
Xiaoyi seemed to be quite receptive. I quickly made piston-like movements, guiding Xiaoyi to say some very obscene words. Actually, this was really too stimulating for me, but unfortunately, there wasn't enough time. I let my pleasure accumulate quickly, and soon I was about to ejaculate.
"Ah~~~Xiaoyi...you're so tight...so good..."
"Mmm...fuck me...mmm...ahhh...huff...mmm..." Xiaoyi was already immersed in boundless pleasure.
"I'm going to cum, let me cum inside your body, okay?"
"No...today is my fertile period...I'm scared..." Xiaoyi's eyes became very nervous.
Although I like making love, I don't want to give myself too much trouble. Although the effect of withdrawal as a contraceptive method is not very good, it is still better than not using contraception at all.
I thrust a few more times, feeling a surge of pleasure about to erupt from my glans. I quickly pulled out, ejaculating my white semen onto Xiaoyi's body.
We both lay exhausted on the floor. Xiaoyi looked at me listlessly.
"It's all your fault! How am I supposed to go home like this?"
I smiled wryly. "I couldn't help it, you're so tempting."
"Will you come to work tomorrow?"
"I don't know, you've exhausted me... I can't even stand up."
"Hehe, was it good?" I gently hugged Xiaoyi, stroking her soft hair.
"Mmm, it felt good..."
We tidied our clothes and checked the time. An hour and a half had already passed. Xiaoyi's family must be worried sick. Back in the lobby, we ran into Xiaoyi's sister looking for her. As the elevator doors closed, I saw Xiaoyi's sister give me a meaningful look.
Back home, I received a call from Xiaoyi.
"You're home?" Xiaoyi said softly.
"Yeah, we're here. Aren't you tired? Go to sleep early."
"I'm tired, and it's all your fault. I think I'll have to take another day off tomorrow."
"Don't you like me making you this tired?"
"You're so mean..."
"Tell me if you like it or not?" I pressed.
"...I like it..." Xiaoyi answered softly.
After chatting for a few more minutes, Xiaoyi was too tired, so she hung up and went to rest.
I, on the other hand, started to feel a growing feeling... She has a boyfriend, so what am I? A wave of confusion washed over me... But I couldn't figure it out, so I decided to just take it one step at a time.
I couldn't fall asleep that night. First, I dreamt of my girlfriend from college. I woke up once, then dozed off again, only to be woken up by the sound of cats meowing outside my window. So I got up, turned on my computer, and opened ICQ. It was 3 a.m., and there were still over two thousand people online on KKCity. Why wasn't anyone sleeping? I really wanted to sleep, but I was suffering from insomnia.
Suddenly, my computer slammed in a message notification, which sounded particularly loud in the quiet night. I quickly turned the volume down to see which idiot was sending me a message in the middle of the night.
"Aren't you asleep yet?"
It was Wenwen, the office boss, a year older than me. She's a very sunny girl with dark skin, always out and about, and very energetic. I heard she has a band after work and is quite well-known in the music scene, but... I'm clueless about art and don't know much about these things. She often jokes with me in the office, but she's a very easy-going and talkative person, and she's quite easygoing about things. So, if I had to confide in someone, I'd probably talk to Wenwen, not Xiaoyi. Sometimes, Xiaoyi makes me feel a bit distant.
"You can't sleep, but you're not sleeping either. Be careful you won't be able to get up tomorrow," I quickly replied. "I 'll just
take the day off," Wenwen answered just as quickly,
"Why aren't you sleeping?" I rarely encounter Wenwen online at this time.
"Just got back from Ximending, haven't showered yet."
"You had a performance today too?"
"No, it was a friend's birthday, just going to celebrate."
"That's good, usually nobody invites me."
"Really? Then come see my performance next time." Wenwen said enthusiastically.
"Yeah, no problem." My sleepiness started to creep in again. "I'm going to sleep now, see you tomorrow."
"Bye-bye."
As a result, I still couldn't fall asleep when it was dawn, and I had to go to work with panda eyes. Even Xiaorou, who is usually late, arrived earlier than me. Fortunately, everyone was busy with their work, and no one noticed. I spent the morning on a pile of phone calls and documents. Occasionally, I would look up and make eye contact with Xiaoyi. We would both smile. The distance between us had narrowed a lot after last night, but it was just difficult to express it due to the work atmosphere in the office and our colleague relationship.
At noon, Wenwen dragged me to buy lunch. I originally wanted to ask Xiaoyi to go with me, but her boyfriend happened to be looking for her too, so I had to give up. I heard that Xiaoyi's boyfriend is a web developer with flexible working hours, but when he's busy, he often doesn't talk to Xiaoyi for three or four days. He's a complete romantic, taller and more handsome than me, at least from my perspective as a guy.
There aren't many restaurants on Songjiang Road, so Wenwen and I walked into an alley where there were many snack stalls, especially in the alley opposite the Municipal Datong High School. We found a noodle stall and sat down.
"Xiaoyi has a boyfriend, don't get any ideas,"
Wenwen said out of the blue, almost making me swallow the noodles with soybean paste I was eating. How did she figure that out? Did Wenwen notice all the flirting we did in the office today? But why...why did she tell me this?
"I didn't!" I replied guiltily.
"It's best if you don't. I've noticed you've been spending a lot of time with her these past few days, just wanted to remind you."
"Yeah, I know
." "You'd be lucky to know! Did you go to Yangmingshan the night before last?" Wenwen dropped the bombshell again!
My God, is Wenwen in the intelligence agency? How does she know this? Xiaoyi wouldn't have told Wenwen this, would she? I know the girls in the office are like sisters, but Xiaoyi is the quieter type, not usually so outgoing. What's going on?
"No," I said, feeling guilty again. I absolutely can't admit to this! Maybe Wenwen is just trying to trick me? That must be it! I quickly came to this conclusion in my mind. I decided to deny it completely. Sometimes, it's best to selectively forget certain things. I believe that a white lie is a necessary evil. I shook my head vigorously and gave a chuckle.
"Really? My friend said she saw Xiaoyi on Yangmingshan the day before yesterday, but it wasn't Dewei next to her, so I thought it was you guys. She must have been mistaken, I told my friend too." Thank goodness, my intuition was right. Wenwen was definitely trying to trick me. That was dangerous.
"Big sister, I'm exhausted from work every day, where would I find the time to go to Yangmingshan?"
To reinforce Wenwen's belief that she was mistaken, I pressed on.
"Besides, I've been to Yangmingshan for ages and don't want to go anymore."
"Anyway, you should know your limits. Are you full? It's time to go back."
While I was still in shock, Wenwen had already finished a large bowl of pickled vegetable and shredded pork noodles, while I still had several mouthfuls of my noodles. Ah~~ a man's confidence! On the way back to the office, I walked slower, deliberately following behind… to admire! Today Wenwen wore a short skirt, and in the winter sun, her long, shapely legs looked incredibly alluring. I saw many office workers in suits passing by secretly turning their heads to look.
"Hurry up, we're going to be late!" Wenwen urged me impatiently.
When I got back to the office, the atmosphere seemed tense. The boss wasn't back yet, Xiaoyi's eyes were red, and Xiaorou was comforting her. What was wrong?
Since sixth grade, I've learned one thing: if you're not a handsome guy, not everyone's favorite comedian, it's best not to get involved when girls have problems. They'll
tell you when they're ready. So, although I really wanted to know what happened, I hesitated, unsure whether to go up and talk to her. But standing there didn't seem right either, so I went to the break room and got
Xiaoyi a cup of warm water. Drinking some hot water is always better for calming one's mood, I'd read that in the newspaper.
"Thank you," Xiaoyi's response was somewhat cold. I didn't take it to heart and went back to my seat. Although we had that kind of close relationship, nominally, I was just a new employee. But people are curious
! I still strained my ears to eavesdrop on Xiaoyi and Xiaorou's conversation across from me.
Today is Wednesday, a special turning point for office workers. It's usually the busiest day, and some people are exhausted, accumulating resentment from the past three days. The more optimistic ones think, "
Great, only two days left until the weekend!" The more pessimistic ones think, "Two more tough days ahead?" The pessimistic ones might even think, "So what if it's the weekend? After the weekend, it's another five days." Regardless, I'm really looking forward to the weekend
. There's a mayoral election this week, so I can't work overtime, which makes me happy.
After listening for a while, and occasionally chiming in, I finally understood what was going on.
"Oh? Really? Your boyfriend is angry with you like that?" Xiaorou asked.
"I really want to go with him, but I can't just run around like him," Xiaoyi said, choking back tears.
"He yelled at you like that? In the street?"
"Yeah, and he was really loud. Everyone turned to look, and I felt so embarrassed."
"That's really too much! Going abroad is something you should plan together!" Xiaorou said angrily.
On Saturday, Xiaoyi's boyfriend, whose company is located in Taoyuan, was supposed to be free from the election, but somehow their boss decided to hold an early year-end party, and even
went to Macau to treat senior executives to a very lavish affair, which seemed particularly...lavish during this economic downturn. Dewei, having just completed a big case, was also treated by his boss. So everyone brought their families, and Dewei naturally brought his girlfriend
. But Xiaoyi is from Taipei and had to stay to vote.
How could they argue over this? I really can't understand it. I guess I haven't been in a relationship in too long; I don't understand the dating views of today's generation.
"Jie, can you come with me to Mr. Jiang's place later?" Xiaoyi suddenly asked me near the end of the workday. "I need to deliver some documents; I don't want to go by myself."
"Oh, okay, but wait a minute, I need to call my friend." I remembered something.
"November 4, 2002.
Today 'he' came to the office again. Why does 'he' still have the nerve to come after doing such a thing? ... This is terrible. The boss even asked me to take him downstairs. To make matters worse, the elevator was under maintenance today, so we had to take the stairs. When we got to the third floor, he said he had something to show me. I didn't want to see it at all. In the end, it turned out to be an obscene photo. Back then... he took the photo, and a year later, it became a tool to blackmail me! I could only follow him blankly to the underground parking lot, get in the car, and watch him pull down his pants. So ugly... He forced me to perform oral sex, and finally ejaculated in my mouth. Those five short minutes were a nightmare. I listlessly fixed my hair, returned to the office, and kept feeling nauseous. The stench still lingered in my mouth... What am I going to do now? He has the photo..."
"Hey, Mingke, do you remember the favor I asked you for last time? Come to the place I told you to go to later."
I hung up the phone, reached for my coat, and prepared to leave work.
"Huh? You're meeting up with a friend?" Xiaoyi asked curiously. "Can you come with me to Mr. Jiang's place?"
"Sure, it's on my way." I couldn't let Xiaoyi know my plan yet.
"Oh, that's good. I thought I'd have to go alone."
"I won't let you go alone," I replied deliberately, with a double meaning.
Xiaoyi probably understood what I meant; I could see her grateful smile.
Around 7 PM, Xiaoyi and I were about to leave Mr. Jiang's place when, as I expected, Mr. Jiang extended his clutches again, wanting Xiaoyi to stay for dinner. Just as Xiaoyi was about to refuse, I noticed Mr. Jiang deliberately took out his wallet
and placed it on the table. Xiaoyi's face instantly turned deathly pale.
"Jie, you can go back first. I'm going to have tea with Mr. Jiang," Xiaoyi said helplessly.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyi and I are old friends. I wanted to catch up with her. I hope we can have dinner together sometime."
Looking at his forced smile, I could only nod politely. You're going to die soon.
"I won't bother you anymore, Xiaoyi. I'll go home first. Call me if anything happens."
"I'll be fine."
"Yeah, yeah! With me here, how could anything happen to Xiaoyi?"
I secretly glared at Jiang, and he returned a disdainful look. It seems he still only sees me as a junior employee! The three minutes it took to get downstairs in the elevator were like a cat on a hot tin roof. I knew Xiaoyi
wouldn't be killed, but she would be humiliated, which was more unbearable than me being killed. When I got downstairs, Mingke and his friends were already waiting for me.
Mingke was my classmate in elementary and middle school. After graduating from middle school, he didn't do anything productive and was a very sociable person, completely different from me. But I knew he was very loyal and had a wide circle of friends. In middle school
, I helped him out on several exams. I didn't have any special talents, just a little bit good at exams, and even... cheated. With my help, even though he was always messing around, he actually managed to get third place in his remedial class. Because we lived close by
, we've kept in touch over the years. Last night, I asked him for help, and he readily agreed.
"Eighth floor, room 8-2," I briefly told him the location. I watched as Mingke and four or five of his friends went upstairs.
About twenty minutes later, Mingke and Xiaoyi came downstairs, but I didn't see Mingke's friends. As soon as Xiaoyi saw me, she ran over and burst into tears, burying her face in my arms.
"It's alright, it's okay now, everything will be alright," I gently patted Xiaoyi's shoulder. Xiaoyi's clothes were a little disheveled; I figured not much time had passed, and she should be alright.
"Ming, where are your friends? Why didn't they come down?" I asked, worried that his friends might have gone too far. I just wanted to give them a little warning, not wanting things to escalate. That's just my personality—
I bully the weak and fear the strong.
"Oh, them? They saw an old friend and couldn't resist staying to chat," Mingke laughed heartily.
"Ah? An old friend?" I suddenly realized I hadn't told Mingke who the other person was. Surely that Jiang guy wasn't some powerful figure with extraordinary abilities? How dare he be so brazen?
"No, I'll go first. You two lovebirds can chat all you want. I'll come find you when I get back to Shilin tonight. I still have things to take care of, so I'll go upstairs first." Mingke mistook Xiaoyi for my girlfriend.
"She and I are just colleagues, don't talk nonsense," I quickly clarified. "
Girlfriend and colleague, very nice," Mingke's laughter was muffled by the elevator doors.
Although I was a little confused, since Xiaoyi had appeared safely, I could deal with the rest later. It was late now, and a lot had happened today. I still needed to meet with Mingke later to see
how things were handled. I couldn't figure
out what he meant by "old friends." Did they know each other before? Or did they have a grudge? Using such methods to handle things was really contrary to my personality. "Were those your friends just now? How come you have friends like that?" On the way home, I listened to Xiaoyi tell me what happened after I left. I also took the opportunity to explain to her why my friends had come.
As soon as I left Jiang's office, Jiang walked up to Xiao Yi, grabbed her without any pity, and began to grope her. Although Xiao Yi was extremely disgusted, under duress, she could only bite her lip and remain silent
. Jiang's hands pulled up her clothes, reaching inside to rub her breasts, and even tried to force a kiss. Perhaps because Xiao Yi kept turning her head away, Jiang became a little enraged. He roughly lifted Xiao Yi's
skirt and was about to tear off her underwear when Ming Ke and his men knocked loudly on the door. Jiang reluctantly let go.
Ming Ke and four men entered the office, casually locking the door from the inside. One of them went to the telephone and pulled out the cord. Jiang was caught off guard and was about to yell at them when the other three men firmly restrained him.
Ming Ke didn't even look and kicked Jiang in the stomach. Jiang immediately lowered his head in pain, unable to utter a word. Only then did Ming Ke walk over to the terrified Xiao Yi.
“Miss, I’m A-Jie’s friend. Are you alright?” Mingke asked as Xiaoyi hurriedly straightened her clothes.
“A-Jie? Who’s A-Jie?” Xiaoyi probably hadn’t heard anyone call her in Taiwanese before and didn’t react immediately.
“It’s Zhang Guojie, your colleague. I’m his friend. If you’re alright, I’ll take you downstairs.”
“Oh, thank you.” So Xiaoyi was taken down.
“It’s good you’re alright. I’ve been worried about you the whole time. I’m not your husband.” Taking Xiaoyi home made things much easier, and the two of them were finally able to chat and laugh more in the car.
“Your friend won’t do anything to Mr. Jiang, will he?” Xiaoyi was still too kind-hearted and asked me worriedly. But Mingke had said something so absurd that night, and I didn’t know what was wrong with me. What does “old friend” even mean
?
“No, look at my friend, he’s so old and still alive. He knows what he’s doing. Don’t worry.”
“Really? But I see you’re frowning even more than I am!” Xiaoyi didn’t let me off the hook once she relaxed. To distract her, I changed the subject, like who she was going to run for mayor. Xiaoyi naturally had
her own ideas and didn’t care about my reluctance to run. I just smiled. I used to travel all over the world and didn’t care about these things anymore. Taipei is already pretty good. With the MRT and 24-hour
entertainment, what city can compare to Taipei?
When I arrived at Xiaoyi's building, she invited me up. I initially wanted to decline, but then I ran into Xiaoyi's older sister taking out the trash, so I changed my mind and wanted to learn more about Xiaoyi's family.
Xiaoyi's parents were traveling abroad recently, leaving three children: an older sister and a younger brother. Xiaoyi's older sister teaches music at an elementary school and seems to be about my age. Her brother is studying at National Cheng Kung University in Tainan, I think he's in the mechanical engineering
or electrical engineering department—I wasn't particularly interested in that and didn't bother to remember. Their house was about 30 square meters, quite elegantly decorated.
"You were here the day before yesterday, right? I remember," her sister recognized me.
"Yes!" I felt awkward, unsure what to say. I could only pick up my hot tea and take a small sip.
"Come visit more often. Xiaoyi doesn't have many friends. It's too quiet." Not many friends? I guess Xiaoyi's older sister is probably the quieter one! After all, the school environment is very simple. She probably hadn't had a proper conversation with her sister in a long time
. The image of Xiaoyi laughing loudly in the office flashed through my mind; I simply couldn't imagine "the quiet Xiaoyi at home."
"Yes, I will," what else could I say? Xiaoyi, standing beside me, was suppressing her laughter; I could tell she was struggling to hold it in.
"I have to go now, it's late, sorry to bother you, I have things to do," I stood up.
Xiaoyi saw me downstairs. In the elevator, neither of us spoke.
"Thank you for today!" Xiaoyi finally spoke.
"It's nothing, just a small thing."
"When I asked for leave on Tuesday, you turned on my computer, right?"
"Yes." I thought, since she already knew, why hide it?
"Yes," Xiaoyi didn't say anything more.
Just as I was about to push open the lobby door, Xiaoyi grabbed me and kissed me. We hugged each other tightly, stood there for a long time, kissing passionately, not noticing a car slowly driving away in the distance.
Back in Shilin, it was quite late again. I called Mingke and then went to the local chicken restaurant on Xingyi Road to find him. He and his group were drinking and playing drinking games, seemingly in high spirits. There was another guy I knew there, a
neighbor who lived nearby.
"Come on, come on, I really did a great job helping you with this today!" one of the burly men, clearly already quite drunk, casually handed me a bottle of Kirin beer. "Come on, cheers!" Although I wasn't entirely sure what was going on,
the lively atmosphere among the men made me feel quite smug, so I joined them and downed a bunch of beers.
After chatting for a while, I finally understood the situation. That Jiang guy had done this kind of despicable thing before. Four or five years ago, a friend of Mingke's had his sister scammed in the same way. When Mingke went in that night,
he didn't recognize him at first, but when he was taking Xiaoyi downstairs, he saw Jiang's business card, and all the old and new grudges surfaced. Back then, Jiang had managed to avoid the limelight thanks to his family's meager savings, but unexpectedly, they ran into each other again. This time, of course,
he claimed to have met an "old friend" and wanted to take good care of him.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was still worried. "So, what about him?"
"Nothing much, just made him lisp a little," Mingke laughed. I knew he meant to break his front teeth, an old habit from my middle school days, used to punish people who talked too much.
He'd just use his other unseen limbs on me; it'd be fine in a few days.
That night, I got really drunk before Mingke took me home. I felt lucky to have a friend like that.
Our society has many problems, but sometimes what seems righteous is actually evil at its core. And those who are ostracized aren't necessarily bad people.
For a while, I was a heavy drinker, but it interfered with many important things, so I tried to quit. I hadn't drunk like this in a long time. Mingke and my parents are quite close; I could vaguely hear them chatting in the living room
. They probably went home later.
When I woke up in the morning, it was raining outside, and the weather was chilly. The strange dream I'd just had was still in my mind—dreaming about the May Fourth Movement? It's so bizarre. I've been out of Chinese literature for ages, and yet
I still dream about these strange things. I glance at the alarm clock by my bed; it's 7:30. My parents went to the Tianmu Sports Park across the street and haven't come back yet. Maybe the dream was just too weird. I'm still trying to remember the details of the dream. It
's still early before I have to leave for work.
When I was in college, I often went to the National Library with her. Speaking of which, I'm reminded of the uproar about the four-legged beast incident at the National Library a while ago. That's impossible. I really don't know what those legislators are thinking. My
brain might even be a little bit better than theirs.
Just as I was leaving, I ran into Mingke at the intersection of Daye Takashimaya. He casually pulled out a package and gave it to me.
"What's this?" I asked curiously.
"What do you think? Photos and negatives!" Mingke replied.
I immediately understood what it was. I owed Mingke a huge favor. I was in a hurry to get to work, so I didn't chat with him much or ask him how he got it. Sometimes, you don't need to know too much about these things. We just went our separate ways.
I don't like driving to work on rainy days because of traffic jams, but the MRT is also crowded at this time. I got on at Mingde Station, and when we got to Zhishan Station, a bunch of people squeezed on. I'm not very tall to begin with, and behind me
stood a vocational high school girl. Kids these days are really developing; even through her thick winter clothes, I could still feel her chest pressing against me.
I was holding my briefcase in my right hand and the package Mingke gave me that morning in my left, unable to move at all. I tried to find a way to get out of the way, thinking I would make more room, but since I couldn't grab anything, the slight swaying of the MRT as it started
almost made me lose my footing. I reached out and pressed down, but instead of grabbing a metal bar, I landed on the girl's chest. I quickly removed my hand, and the girl didn't say anything, just smiled at me understandingly.
I finally arrived at Taipei Main Station and changed to the Bannan Line to get to Zhongxiao Dunhua. I didn't go into the office first; I had other things to take care of. Someone tugged at my sleeve. I turned around and saw it was that girl from before
. She must have been fast; she even had a seat.
"Hi," I greeted her shyly.
"You have a lot of stuff, do you need me to help you?" She was really something else. I thought that kids born in '75 or '76 all looked down on office workers. She seemed like a very helpful person.
"Oh, it's okay, I can carry it myself. I'm really sorry about earlier," I apologized.
"It's alright, it's nothing," she smiled, revealing deep dimples. So cute! Young people have such good skin.
"Are you going to class? I remember your school is at that stop, right?"
"I'm in the night school, I'm going to work."
"Oh." I didn't know what to say to a stranger. If I were still a 20-year-old college student, maybe I would have struck up a conversation, but I'm old now.
As I got off the train, I was focused on walking out of the MRT station when I felt a tap on my back. I turned around, and it was the same girl again.
"Can I have your phone number?" she asked.
A flood of strange thoughts immediately flashed through my mind. What was she doing? Could it be... escort services?
"Oh, sure, but don't call in the middle of the night. Leave a message if no one answers. Here's my business card," I blurted out, mentioning my work habits. Just as I was wondering what was going on, she whispered something in my ear.
That one sentence kept me glued to my phone all day, so much so that I didn't even notice Xiao Yi calling me.
"What are you doing? Why didn't you answer Xiao Yi when she called you?" Wenwen snapped me out of my reverie. I turned around and saw her and Xiao Yi standing by the cubicle wall, holding a 50cm plastic ruler—the same one she used to
hit me on the head.
"Nothing," I said, just tired.
"Then I'll get you a coffee." Why was Xiao Yi suddenly being so nice to me? Something felt off today. After Xiao Yi walked away, Wenwen started talking to me, in a soft voice.
"I heard about Xiaoyi's situation from her. I think I misunderstood you before."
"It's nothing, just a small favor," I replied insincerely, wondering how much she had actually said. Did Wenwen even know about the relationship between Xiaoyi and me?
"Your coffee."
"Oh! Thank you." I took the coffee Xiaoyi handed me. I felt a little happy.
"Let's go eat lunch together!" Wenwen said.
"Okay, let's get back to work." So everyone returned to their seats.
I wanted to give Xiaoyi the bag of photos, but Wenwen seemed to be nearby, so maybe I'd do it later.
My phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, who is this?" This was the number I used for work.
The other person hesitated for a moment.
"This is Wenqi. We chatted on the MRT this morning, remember?"
I remembered… but… chatting for less than three sentences is called chatting… not to mention the comment she threw at me later.
****'Your hand feels so nice to touch'****
"Hello? Hello? Are you still there?" An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Yes, I'm here. What's up?" I maintained a very customer service-like response. A sudden romantic encounter—sometimes it's better to be cautious. I've heard many people get scammed like this. Drugged and robbed, for example. Although it seems innocent, it's always better to be careful. I'm not at the point where I'd be so lustful that I wouldn't care if the sky fell.
"Are you free tonight?"
"Huh? Tonight? I am free…but aren't you in the night school and have classes?"
"I don't want to go. I want someone to go to a pub with me."
"I don't think it's convenient. We're not close. Why don't you ask your friends?"
"They all have things to do, or they're on dates."
"Then you can go by yourself. Why do you need someone to go with you?"
"Oh, you're so picky! A beautiful woman asked you out and you didn't agree?"
Wait, a beautiful woman? She's pretty, that's true, but she's obviously more than ten years younger than me. And besides, is she even 18? I remembered Article 19 of Chapter 4 of the Youth Welfare Act. According to the Youth Welfare Act, minors are not allowed to enter such places. There is no issue of being prohibited from staying until midnight. Going to a pub? I didn't want to cause myself trouble. Besides, my relationship with Xiaoyi is still unclear. It's best to avoid other girls.
"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?" This is really the new generation, so impatient.
"No, I probably can't go with you." I made up my mind to refuse.
"...Fine, don't go then, it's no big deal, bye!"
Being flustered like this, I actually breathed a sigh of relief. What did I mean by "it felt good when I touched you"? What's going on? Xiaoyi, who was sitting across from me, seemed to have been listening to my conversation. She gave me a questioning look. My god, does she have to investigate me for making a phone call?
"Who were you talking to on the phone?" Xiaoyi tossed me her MSN. "Playing the field?"
"No, a friend asked me to go out, but I said I was busy."
"A male friend or a female friend?"
"Uh... a female friend." I'm so damn honest. Or rather, I'm bad at lying.
"I knew it, you're such a pervert!"
"Please, I didn't, okay? And I didn't agree!"
"You've been talking for so long, she must have been constantly contacting you. Why didn't you say yes?"
"I'm too busy loving you to have time to date other girls!" I really don't blush when I say sweet nothings.
"Come on, who knows how many women you have outside?"
"I'm serious!" How am I supposed to explain this?
"Whatever, I'm a woman nobody wants anyway."
"Really? Don't you have Dewei?"
"…………"
As soon as I said that, I regretted it. Their unpleasantness from yesterday hadn't been resolved yet, and bringing it up now was like adding fuel to the fire. It was terrible. Actually, I've been thinking about whether I should become a third party. Xiaoyi
is a good girl, beautiful and capable, and besides, we already have such a deep relationship. But I don't like the feeling of being a third party, like doing something wicked, like destroying
someone else's relationship.
Luckily, my usually quiet boss found me a job.
"Guojie, take this document to the Veterans Affairs Council later, and then contact the printing company to discuss our event promotion for next month."
Speaking of our boss, she's no ordinary woman. A powerful businesswoman in her early forties, with a PhD, and also my senior from National Taiwan University. But… there's a reason she's the boss. She's almost a perfectionist, demanding. As long as she's in the office, no one dares to misbehave.
"You're so happy about delivering something? Then while you're at it, go to the World Trade Center and buy me a mouse at the IT expo."
Being assertive is one thing, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with computer skills. Why go to an IT expo to buy a mouse? I bet 7-Eleven will start selling mice next month after they sell sweet potato rice and black-boned chicken. Go all the way from Songjiang Road to the World Trade Center
to buy a mouse? Okay, I admit the Veterans Affairs Council is near the World Trade Center, but this "while you're at it" is a bit much.
However, I do understand the principle that "the boss is always right." That's work; just do it, no need for unnecessary talk. I grabbed my coat and was about to leave the office when Wenwen called me back.
"Jay, Xiaorou and I are going to see Cloud Gate's show tomorrow night, want to come along?"
"Oh? Aren't the tickets expensive?" I heard the tickets sold out quickly, the theme is cigarettes or something.
"It's okay, there's one extra. Xiaoyi has a date and is busy."
I looked at Xiaoyi questioningly, and she lowered her head to avoid my gaze. A sudden pang of pain shot through my heart. No matter what, I still can't compare to her boyfriend.
"Okay, I'll go! I'll go take care of my errands first, bye!"
I went downstairs, thought for a moment, picked up my phone to check my previous calls, and dialed.
"It's you? What's up?"
"Let's go to the pub tonight, I haven't been in ages."
"Yay! What time do you get off work? Can you pick me up? I get off work at five." A young girl is still a young girl.
I can imagine her excited expression and those charming dimples.
"Okay, then you might have to wait for me. I
don't get off work until 6 PM. Is it convenient for us to meet at Taipei Main Station?" "Sure, I'll wait for you at South Gate 3. Don't stand me up!"
"You won't stand me up
!" "Bye-bye, darling!"
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