[The Erotic Temptation of a Sexy Roommate] [Single Chapter] [Author: ttaye]

I recalled a philosopher's words: "Perhaps, there are some mistakes in life, and the biggest mistake is not making those mistakes!"

In my hazy sleep, I vaguely felt someone grasp my private parts, gently, softly, and warmly.

Just like Jian Wei had grasped me that day.

It was Jian Wei! In my hazy state, I seemed to see her standing naked

before my bed, like a beautiful woman made of white jade. Her figure was graceful, with defined curves, and her skin was smooth and white. Her upper body was as white as snow, and her breasts were round and firm, with nipples that were still pink, like a young girl's, contrasting beautifully with her snow-white skin! Her slender waist and smooth abdomen were flawless; especially her mysterious triangle area, as if she had just shaved, clean, white, and shiny, highlighting her full vulva and making it even more beautiful and alluring.

I was so excited and aroused; my feelings grew stronger and stronger.

Jian Wei held it against her cheek and kissed her red lips.

She seemed so intoxicated, so joyful, so mesmerized.

I couldn't contain my excitement either, and reached out to hug her tightly. I kissed her cheeks, I kissed her fragrant neck, I greedily sucked on her lips.

Jian Wei was panting heavily from my embrace, moaning softly.

I couldn't wait any longer; I only wanted to experience that smooth, sacred place that I had been dreaming of.

So I placed one hand on her lower abdomen, sliding it past her navel and down until I felt something sticky, furry, and wet.

The touch of my hand quickly transmitted to my tactile nerves, and my heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Hey! It's you? I..." Just as I was about to cry out, a slender, soft hand covered my mouth.

"Keep your voice down!" Her voice was soft and low.

I was completely awake from my dream, opened my eyes, and looked carefully, only to realize that it wasn't Jian Wei but Le Yao.

"Who did you think it was? It was me. Who else could it be?" Le Yao said, blushing, as she removed her hand from my lips.

"Oh, it's you. I thought I was dreaming."

"Who did you dream about? Tell me." Le Yao hugged my head, kissing my cheeks, my nose, and my lips repeatedly.

"I just felt someone touching me, who knows who it was! Hey! Aren't you afraid Jian Wei will find out?"

"As long as we keep our voices down and don't wake her, everything will be fine."

"Are you so sure?"

"I've been with her for so long, don't I know?" Le Yao lowered her voice.

"Why did you suddenly come over today?" I asked her again.

"I want to come over every day," Le Yao continued coquettishly.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, I just want to do 'that' whenever I see you."

"Am I that charming?"

"Yeah, and you have a certain scent, the moment I smell you, I want to..."

"What scent? Isn't it just the smell of cigarette smoke?"

"It's not the smell of cigarette smoke, it's a special scent, sigh, I can't really explain it."

As Le Yao spoke, she hugged me tightly, and after another passionate kiss, she simply lay on top of me, appearing so gentle, affectionate, and alluring.

Her large, full breasts pressed against my chest, and the cute nipples at the tips were hard.

My abdomen was wet with her vaginal fluid.

"Is it safe today?" I suddenly realized that we didn't have any condoms at home, so I asked. "

Silly boy, it's precisely because it's safe today that I came to see you. I might get my period soon, so I really want to." After Le Yao finished speaking, she reached out and started to play with my penis.

Le Yao aroused me, and my lower body became hard.

I rolled over to face Le Yao and slowly pressed myself against her, gently kneading her round, jade-like breasts and sucking on her pink nipples. After a while, Le Yao couldn't take it anymore; her whole body was burning with desire, and she gasped, "Stop touching me, just give it to me!"

Le Yao murmured softly in her ecstasy, "Mmm...mmm..."

I thrust inside her, and she trembled.

"Ah!" Le Yao gasped softly, her brow furrowing.

"I'm sorry, I was too rough." I kissed her, and after a while, she began to moan again.

"It hurts a little!" Le Yao said softly.

"It's probably because it's been a few days since we've done it. It'll get better slowly. Spread your legs a little wider." Le Yao obeyed and slowly moved her thighs apart.

"How does it feel now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Le Yao looked at me dreamily.

I moved gently, and Le Yao moaned softly .

"Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm, it's comfortable," Le Yao said shyly.

So I unleashed my virility and began to move without restraint.

"Mmm...so good...Zihao...you're amazing! But I really couldn't take it all at once. That first thrust really hurt, but thankfully you had some compassion and stopped quickly. You're really good, you've made me feel good again now, really, I'm not lying to you, I never thought sex could be so pleasurable."

Le Yao's wantonness was on full display, incredibly alluring.

Her ripe body was all white with a rosy glow.

Swaying, thrusting, twisting.

This fueled my desire, and I thrust harder, making Le Yao tremble all over, feeling like she was dying of pleasure, and I couldn't hear what she was saying anymore.

"Ouch! Be gentle! Don't wake Jian Wei." Le Yao pressed her hands against my moving hips, panting softly.

I stopped.

The name "Jian Wei" that Le Yao mentioned seemed to ignite another surge of passion within me.

That languid longing, that desire to rush towards her, made me dizzy and confused.

I looked at Le Yao beneath me with sleepy eyes, and in my daze, it seemed as if she had become Jian Wei again.

I began to feel lightheaded, a fire gradually igniting within me. The fire burned brighter and brighter, my blood boiled, my body heated up, and my vision blurred. In that blur, I called out to my "goddess," "Wei..." I murmured her name excitedly, involuntarily, as if in a dream, my lower body throbbing and moving again.

"Mmm..." I seemed to hear Jian Wei's moans.

She writhed her alluring, delicate buttocks with each thrust, responding to my movements.

And so, I steered the untamed ship of desire, indulging my senses, trampling on promises, and finding solace in madness.

"Oh..." my heart groaned.

"Oh..." the goddess cried out in ecstasy.

As if an unstoppable, magical force propelled me into increasingly frenzied, pounding thrusts.

My body slammed against hers, hers against the mattress, the mattress against the bed frame, the bed frame against the wall.

"Slap slap slap..." the sounds of flesh against flesh; "Squeak squeak squeak..." the bed creaking; "Bang bang bang..."

the sounds of impact against the walls, rising and falling, incessant, as if the earth itself were shaking.

"You're crazy!" Le Yao cried out, her arms tightly wrapped around mine, her eyes wide with astonishment.

I couldn't stop. I lay on top of her, my hips thrusting violently, penetrating to the deepest point, my hot fluid powerfully spraying into her. With each thrust, she trembled.

I climbed off Le Yao, collapsing limply to the other side of the bed, legs spread wide, panting heavily.

Life and death? Death and love? Frankness and sincerity? For a moment, I couldn't answer.

Gazing at the moonlight outside the window, I felt as if my entire being was immersed in boundless icy water, trudging through a journey amidst wind and snow.

It was like the silence after a storm, or the exhaustion after waking from a drunken stupor… Six months later.

Evening. A light drizzle fell. A cold wind whipped fallen leaves through the city. Le Yao and I stood under an umbrella at the entrance of the Municipal Women and Children's Hospital. Amidst the surging crowd, she looked at me, her face pale.

“Zhaoyang, I’m pregnant.”

I was stunned for a moment, then glared at her and said, “Go find the person who got you pregnant! Why did you call me to ask me out?”

“I’ve only slept with one man this past year, who else would I go to?”

“If I said I’ve only slept with one woman this past year, would you believe me?”

“Zhaoyang, are you even a man?”

“We’re all just out having fun. Don’t try to pin this on me. If you want me to take responsibility, give me something concrete. Don’t play games with empty promises. Who the hell wants to be a father without any proof?”

Leyao was silent for a while and then said to me, “The child has already been aborted. Where is there any proof?”

I was a little angry: “Do you think I’m some kind of sucker? You aborted the child, and then…” I raised my hand, then said, feeling speechless, “And then you tell me the child is Zhaoyang’s? Are you pretending to be naive or am I really stupid?…Leyao, we’re both adults. Can’t we do something decent?”

Leyao bit her lip and looked at me for a long time before saying, “You don’t want to take responsibility, do you? I’m going to your company tomorrow…”

"Damn it... are you serious?!" I snapped.

Le Yao bit her lip, staring at me. I thought she was a good actress. We met at a bar and had a one-night stand. A woman who frequents bars, claiming she'd only slept with one man in a year—I'd be a fool to believe her. I

didn't want to argue anymore. I pulled out my wallet, took out all the hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to her: "You just want money, right? Here, don't bother me again!"

Le Yao didn't say anything or argue further. She nodded, turned, and walked into the hospital with her umbrella, as if she still owed some money… Watching her lonely figure in the rain, I suddenly felt a strange mix of emotions. Although I didn't believe the child in her belly was mine, and although I loathed her, I also felt that she must be having a hard time right now, otherwise she wouldn't be trying to blackmail me like this.

After a long silence, I finally called out to her, "Wait…"

Le Yao turned back to look at me.

I pulled a bank card from my wallet and handed it to her: "This card can overdraft some money. You just had surgery, buy yourself something to help you recover."

Le Yao didn't take it: "...No need. Seeing that you're willing to take responsibility is my goal. I came to you because I don't want to be slept with and then get pregnant without knowing why!"

In the bar, I drank alone, waiting for Fang Yuan, my only close friend and colleague in this city.

From the first day I came to this bar, I've seen too many lonely women and empty men drinking all sorts of alcohol, some silent, some with desire in their eyes, searching for something called "living in a drunken stupor."

In fact, when we abandon our daytime bodies and let our souls get lost in this dazzling world, we've already lived in a drunken stupor.

I forget which night it started, but I made this place my home. I like the women swaying their hips, I like the flickering lights, I like the various colors of alcohol, I like the scent of perfume mixed with tobacco, I like the drunken stupor here, and then, in that drunken stupor, I carve my messy past into a tombstone.

I lit a cigarette, peeled off the film from the pack, and held it up to my eyes. Watching the flickering light, my body swayed. In the light refracted by the film, I seemed to see a decadent, aimless existence! I was lost in thought!

Fang Yuan removed the film from my hand, and my world suddenly became clear again.

"What's the rush?" Fang Yuan put down his briefcase, took a cigarette from my pack, and lit it.

"Lend me some money, I've been ripped off!"

"You got that girl pregnant again?" Fang Yuan said, unsurprised.

"Again, my ass! This time I really got ripped off..."

"Who ripped you off this time?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?"

"I lend you thousands every time, you should at least let me know who the hell is ripping me off!"

"Le Yao," I said, still seething with anger, lighting a cigarette.

"That model?"

"Of course it's her. This industry is a mess. She said she's only slept with one man in a year, do you believe that? Fang Yuan, if this happened to you, would you believe it?" I pounded my fingers on the table, making a loud "clattering" sound.

"That kind of thing could never happen to me. Besides, she wouldn't swindle you out of a few thousand yuan. Last month, she shot all the promotional posters for our department store, and she got over ten thousand yuan just for that..."

I interrupted Fang Yuan with a sneer, "Don't you see what she usually spends? Can she even afford ten thousand yuan a month? Now she's had an affair with someone else and doesn't have the money to clean up the mess, so she's thinking of me, her cheap sex partner... I'm such a bastard. I shouldn't have introduced her to our company in the first place. She made a lot of money, and now she's swindling me. Does she have any conscience at all?!"

Fang Yuan ignored my anger and asked in a low voice, "When you slept with her, did you bring... " "That thing?"

I racked my brains for a while, only remembering that I was almost blacked out from drinking. I couldn't remember if I had used a condom or not. After a long pause, I said, "Yes... otherwise, I could say I got scammed!"

Fang Yuan looked at me suspiciously, and after a long while, he sighed and said to me, "Zhaoyang, we've been friends for almost ten years. Sometimes I really want to advise you. I know that Jian Wei breaking up with you was a big blow to you, but it's been two years. You really don't need to torture yourself like this... Youth waits for no one. Find a girlfriend and settle down, okay?"

When Jian Wei's name was mentioned again, I subconsciously paused for a moment before saying, "Don't worry about it. I'm fine, buddy!"

"You don't lack troubles! Right?"

Fang Yuan tried to comfort me for a long time, and I impatiently responded. In the end, he left with the words "You're hopeless" and stormed off, forgetting about the money I had asked him for.

Fortunately, having frequented bars for two years and often bringing friends, I was fairly familiar with the bar owner, and the drinks this time were temporarily billed.

Stepping out of the bar, walking under my umbrella on the rain-soaked street, I truly understood what it meant to be utterly alone. I had struggled in this city for two years, only to reap endless emptiness and loneliness. To escape this poisonous emptiness and loneliness, I had to wear a mask to conceal my shame. With this mask, I could live a life of self-destructive indulgence with a clear conscience.

But no matter how much I struggled on the edge of despair, she would never return!

I walked several stops alone, feeling utterly lost, before finally returning to my apartment complex. It was an old, run-down place, so old that it didn't even have a property management company. During my first year there, the older women in the complex told me it was built in the early 1990s. Over the long years, every building looked dilapidated, yet they stood side-by-side, as if afraid of being alone. It was as if each building had gained a life of its own, making me think that in the quiet of the night, they might whisper secrets, dispelling decades of loneliness.

With a cigarette dangling from my lips, I took my keys from my pocket and walked towards my building. It was the only building in the complex with ivy climbing on it. Every summer, the south-facing walls would be lush and green. If these buildings had genders, then this one would undoubtedly be a woman—a cold, indifferent woman.

It often made me feel sorry for her!

To my surprise, a red Audi Q7 was parked downstairs in this dilapidated building. In the two years I'd lived here, I couldn't recall ever seeing a car worth over 500,000 yuan in this neighborhood.

Without giving it much thought, I whistled as I walked down the stairs to my apartment. Reaching the top floor, I was shocked to find the door ajar. I remembered locking it when I left. My first thought was that a thief had broken in, but then I realized I hadn't paid my landlord, Old Li, for two months. He was probably here to collect the rent.

Pushing open the door, I saw Old Li and a strange woman sitting on the sofa. A set of Audi Q7 keys lay on the coffee table; the Q7 parked downstairs undoubtedly belonged to this young woman.

A question immediately flashed through my mind: What kind of magic does this street-smart old man possess? How could he bring such a noble, unapproachable woman, like a white lily, into this humble apartment? It was truly baffling! ...I looked at the woman again. She sat upright, her long, slightly wavy hair falling to her shoulders, her skin fair, her figure slender, and her upturned lips exuding a confident sharpness. In short, she was an absolute beauty. The moment I saw her, I felt as if nothing in this world was unforgivable!

Old Li beckoned to me: "Zhaoyang, come over here, I need to talk to you about something."

"It's about the rent. I'll pay it next month when I get paid, okay?" I said with a forced smile, after all, I'd been behind on Old Li's rent for so long.

"It's about the house... uh... this house has already been bought by this girl."

"You sold this house?! What idiot would buy your dilapidated house that can't even withstand a couple of earthquakes?!" I exclaimed, looking at the woman. Facing the crisis of homelessness, I couldn't care less about her elegance and beauty; I was angry first!

Old Li looked awkwardly at the woman with her brows furrowed, and after a long while said to me, "You can move out tonight. I won't ask you for the rent from the past few months!"

"Old Li, why do you act more and more like a grandson as you get older?... Even if you want to sell the house, you should at least let me know in advance. Where am I supposed to find a new house in this rainy weather?"

"Just find a hotel to stay in first," Old Li said, completely disregarding my feelings.

“You don’t even own the property anymore, don’t talk to me!” I snapped at Lao Li, then turned to the strange woman and said, “The house is yours now, can I continue renting from you?”

The woman shook her head: “I bought it to live in myself, I have no intention of renting it out.”

I immediately lost my composure: “Girl, are you alright? You drive a luxury car worth millions, and you come to live in this run-down house!…Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?”

The woman ignored my anger and said calmly, “I’ll give you one hour to move out…”

Before she could finish, I interrupted: “No… Have you ever seen someone ask you to move out without giving me any advance notice?” After saying that, I sat down next to the woman on the sofa, and the woman instinctively moved to the other side.

I lit a cigarette, glanced around the dilapidated house, and a sense of loss welled up inside me. Two years ago, I came to Suzhou and had been living here ever since. In this house, I spent the most difficult period of my life.

Here, I've confided in the living room clock, and poured out my heart to the old floor lamp in the bedroom all night long. Every object here feels like a close friend who's shared my hardships! Leaving here would mean losing my reason for living.

The smoke billowing from my mouth annoyed the woman, who stood up from the sofa and walked to the other side.

I felt increasingly unlucky, as if all the bad things had conspired to happen to me today, to make me miserable.

After a moment, Old Li said to us, who were still in a stalemate, "I have some things to take care of at home. You two can discuss the house matter slowly..." Without waiting for a response, as if he had thrown away a hot potato, he slipped away like a greased grease trapper, grabbed his bag, and headed for the door. Only the

woman and I remained in the house.

Outside the window, the wind and cold rain began to rage again. This terrible weather made me even less willing to move out. I decided to sit here and wait it out with this woman; after all, all I had was time.

I struck up a conversation with her: "Miss, may I ask your name?"

She replied sternly, "Does it matter?"

"Of course it matters! I need to know which deity left me homeless on this cold, rainy night!"

Ignoring the sarcasm in my words, she coldly retorted, "You only have 40 minutes left. If you don't move out in 40 minutes, I'll call the police."

Just as I was about to explode, the phone rang. I frowned at the woman before taking my phone out of my pocket. I saw it was Le Yao calling—another woman who annoyed me.

I answered impatiently, "What is it now? Didn't I give you the money?"

Le Yao paused for a moment before saying, "Zhaoyang, tomorrow's the weekend… could you come with me to the hospital for a checkup…?"

"Is the baby in your belly mine? Can't you ask a friend to go with you? Do you think I'm free?" I fired off like a machine gun, trying to intimidate her into abandoning this unrealistic idea.

"In this city, you're my only friend."

"Le Yao, you've got it wrong. We're friends with benefits, not friends... Do you know what friends with benefits are?"

Le Yao ignored me and whispered, "I'm really scared being alone!... If you don't come, I'll just fend for myself! I'm not going for the follow-up appointment!"

I patiently said, "You went alone today, you'll know the way better tomorrow."

"I only realized how terrifying it was because I was alone yesterday!"

Le Yao's relentless nagging drove me crazy, and I habitually swore. "Fuck you!..."

"Fuck me! You're the one who conceived this child. I should have given birth to the child, raised him, and told him: his father is a beast!"

The phone then went dead.

"This shit!" I lit a cigarette, slapped my forehead repeatedly. In two years, I'd never encountered a casual sex partner as troublesome as Le Yao. Despite her swearing, I could just as swear: the child isn't mine! She said I was her only friend in this city, which made me even more convinced she was trying to scam me. Just last week, I saw her post a photo on Weibo of herself partying wildly with a bunch of people at a bar.

"Scumbag!"

I looked up and realized the woman had been staring at me with utter disgust. It was just the two of us in the room; she was undoubtedly the one calling me a scumbag.

"Were you listening to my phone call?" I asked coldly, not caring that she called me a scumbag, because I couldn't even tell if I was a scumbag myself.

"You have 30 minutes left." The woman's tone was even colder than before.

What a troublesome, cold, rainy night. After giving all my cash to Le Yao today, I was penniless. Where could I go now? The world was vast, yet there was nowhere for me, Zhao Yang, to go.

After a moment of silence, I said to the woman, "Girl, look at how windy and rainy it is outside, and it's quite late now. We definitely can't move tonight!"

The woman looked out the window, finally leaving some room for negotiation, and asked, "When will we move?"

"Tomorrow."

"What time?"

"Before one o'clock in the afternoon." I changed to a gentler tone, because I would need her help later.

She nodded: "You can go now. Remember to move your things out on time tomorrow."

I sat motionless for a while, then leaned towards her, deliberately fidgeting, and said, "Miss... could you lend me some money?"

She seemed a little surprised, but resolutely said, "I have no obligation to lend you money."

"You won't lend me any, huh? Then don't expect me to leave tonight. I can't possibly sleep under a bridge if I'm penniless!" I said, leaning back on the sofa, and added, "Don't even think about calling the police. This whole thing was your and Old Li's fault. You tell me, shouldn't you have notified me beforehand, at least let me prepare?"

She looked at me like I was a plague, further confirming her eagerness to get rid of me, but unexpectedly said to me, "I don't have any cash."

I stared at her wide-eyed. A simple "no cash" exuded sophistication, class, and class. These days, wealthy people don't carry much cash in their wallets. With their spending of tens of thousands, the small amount of cash in their wallets is clearly insufficient.

“Girl, this is fate! I don’t like carrying cash in my wallet either!” I shamelessly told the truth; I rarely carried cash in my wallet.

She ignored me.

I continued, “How about this, you lend me your card, I’ll swipe a thousand, and I’ll return it to you when I move tomorrow. Or there’s an ATM about 200 meters downstairs; if you’re worried, you can come with me…”

She pulled a bank card from her wallet, interrupting me: “The PIN is six zeros. Get everything done by 1 PM tomorrow.”

I took the card and said, “No problem!”

Actually, I wasn’t surprised she handed me the card so readily. Old Li knew my phone number, workplace, and connections perfectly well, or perhaps the card didn’t have much balance.

She sat quietly on the sofa, and I looked her over again. Honestly, in my twenty-odd years of life, I’d never seen such a beautiful woman. She seemed to possess a unique charm that other women didn’t have. But unfortunately, we didn’t seem to click!

As I was leaving, I said, half-teasingly, half-seriously, "Miss, how about living with me? I can cook and give massages. You're tired after a long day at work, and I can give you a full service when you get home, I guarantee you'll feel comfortable..."

"Get lost!" she finally snapped, throwing a pillow at me with pinpoint accuracy.

Holding my umbrella, I left the small apartment I'd lived in for two years, feeling dejected. In truth, I wasn't feeling good at all. My offer to live with that woman wasn't a joke or an attempt to take advantage of her. At that moment, I felt like a homeless child, stripped of warmth, and no one knew I was on the verge of tears.

But one must learn to respect reality, mustn't one? When Old Li sold the apartment, my departure was inevitable.

I found an ATM nearby and withdrew 1000 yuan from my card as agreed. While I was at it, I checked my account information and learned that the excessively beautiful woman was named Mi Cai.

I love her name. "Mi" (米) represents sustenance, and "Cai" (彩) represents vibrancy. A life with both "Mi" and "Cai" is undoubtedly blissful, but I have neither. My life now consists only of hunger and darkness, so the appearance of "Mi Cai" feels more like an irony! An irony of my destitution and dead end!

At the corner of the long street, there was a hotel. I stayed there, and after a night of relentless wind and rain, I finally drifted off to sleep in the morning, waking up close to noon.

I checked my phone and found over a dozen missed calls, all from Le Yao. She's incredibly persistent. Seeing that I didn't answer, she sent me a message saying: "I should have given birth to this child and then used this so-called 'my' child to punish me for the rest of my life."

I found it a bit ridiculous. She's not afraid of being an unmarried mother and a single parent, so why should I be afraid of being a father in name only? Clearly, her complaints didn't bother me at all... After a quick wash, I rushed to the hospital. Perhaps it was out of a sliver of kindness, or maybe it was sympathy between us casual sex partners; I couldn't really say. Often, people don't truly understand themselves.

Arriving at the maternity hospital, I got out of the taxi and saw Le Yao waiting at the entrance with an umbrella.

She spotted me immediately, and her previously insecure expression finally eased. She walked towards me.

I was furious, but remembering how she had once lay here on the operating table facing a cold scalpel, I held back.

Le Yao solemnly took my arm, then looked at her stomach, giving me the look that she loved me deeply, but I showed her no mercy.

I pulled away, finally exasperated: "You son of a bitch!... Tell me honestly, who got you pregnant?"

"You, Zhao Yang!"

"Do you believe I'll strangle you?" I glared at Le Yao.

“You beast, go ahead and pinch him! If you had pinched him yesterday, both of you would have died, and you'd be on the front page of the news today, the whole country would know you’re such a beast!” Le Yao said to me, squinting her eyes, but pressing her body even closer to mine.

“Are you fucking done yet? I slept with you two months ago, how long have you been pregnant? Show me the X-rays.”

Le Yao ignored my questioning, but her tone suddenly softened, filled with deep regret as she tightly held my arm and said, “Zhao Yang, if you hadn’t had the surgery yesterday and had this child, you would have been so happy to have him call you Dad!”

I suppressed my anger and pushed her aside, saying, “Stop playing around, okay?... Go get your checkup done, and once you walk out of this hospital, consider me dead, and never bother me again!”

Le Yao lowered her head and after a long while said to me, “Don’t talk about dying or anything, I won’t bother you anymore!” After

Le Yao finished her checkup, she was getting an IV drip in the ward, and I sat beside her like a family member, but I didn’t want to say a word, feeling a bit stifled inside.

The doctor pulled me outside the ward and said, "Young man, your girlfriend is very weak and has mild anemia. Post-abortion care is crucial; otherwise, she'll have health problems later. I'll prescribe some medication and supplements for you; go to the pharmacy on the second floor to get them."

I nodded, not thinking much of it, figuring the 1000 yuan I'd swiped with my bank card yesterday should be enough.

With the prescription in hand, I went to the second floor. It took the staff a full five minutes to bring me a full bag of medicine and supplements, then they said, "That'll be 3016 yuan. Will you be paying by card or cash?"

I was stunned, then immediately cursed, "What kind of magic pill costs over 3000 yuan? Do you think I have too much money and are trying to rip me off?!"

The staff, unfazed, looked at the man who had just bought medicine at the next window and said to me, "See? He just bought 8000 yuan worth of supplements and medicine. If you don't have money, don't let your girlfriend get pregnant!"

"So happy being a sucker, you idiot!" I cursed at the man's retreating back. Then, remembering Le Yao's weak and helpless appearance after her abortion, I suppressed my anger and took out Mi Cai's bank card from my wallet, saying, "Give me a discount, or just round down the 16 yuan."

The staff member snatched the card from my hand, rolled their eyes at me, and said, "That's surprising, have you ever seen a hospital offer discounts?"

Carrying the medicine I bought from the pharmacy, my heart was bleeding. This casual sex relationship was really expensive!

I helped the weak Le Yao, who had finished her IV drip, out of the hospital. The rain was still drizzling, and the air was heavy and oppressive because of the incessant rain.

Le Yao leaned against me for a while, then suddenly asked me unexpectedly, "Zhaoyang, a film crew invited me to Hengdian to film next month, do you think I should go?"

"Is it reliable?" I asked gently, trying not to upset her, but actually, I had no interest in where she was filming.

“I’ve already had my makeup test, and the director and producer were very satisfied. They think I’m quite suitable for the role.”

“Alright, you print models are all desperate to break into the entertainment industry, right? If it’s an opportunity, just seize it… By the way, these are post-operative recovery supplements prescribed by the doctor. Take them home and take them on time. I’ll text you later to tell you how to take them.” I said, handing her the plastic bag I was carrying.

Le Yao didn’t take the plastic bag I offered, but stared at me for a long time before saying softly, “Being a print model is just a temporary step for me. Actually, I graduated from the Shanghai Theatre Academy’s acting department.”

“Damn! No wonder you were so convincing when you tried to scam me. You’re a professional. I was really blind to your talent, not recognizing a top student from the Shanghai Theatre Academy!” I exclaimed, half sarcastically and half teasingly.

Le Yao completely ignored my jeers and stared at me, asking, "Zhaoyang, do you think I'm pretty?"

"If you weren't pretty, would I have slept with you?" I retorted, staring at Le Yao. She was indeed a beauty, the kind of beauty that was down-to-earth—bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, with a touch of sexiness and allure.

Le Yao nodded: "Zhaoyang, forget Jian Wei. When I become a female star, I'll only love you!..." She then took the plastic bag from my hand and left like the wind.

My thoughts immediately returned to my first time with Jian Wei a few years ago. Jian Wei lay flat on the bed, letting me caress and knead her body. Sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, but no matter the pressure, it was always just right within her tolerance; she didn't find it unbearable, only overwhelmingly shy.

My hand had already roamed over Jian Wei's lower abdomen several times, moving upwards to her navel and downwards to her glossy pubic hair. The contact between them made Jian Wei feel even more conflicted, wanting to refuse yet reluctant to give up this seemingly heavenly pleasure, wanting me to continue but unable to say it.

My hand paused for a moment, and before Jian Wei could react, I felt it stop wandering over her lower abdomen and move downwards, covering her pubic hair. Jian Wei's body trembled instantly, unsure whether to refuse or let him continue. Just as she was wavering, my hand, after only a slight pause, continued downwards, inserting itself between her legs, covering her most hidden place.

I found Jian Wei's pubic hair quite adorable; the sensation in my hand told me that it was thick but not messy, as if it had been regularly combed, with even lengths. The softness and slight ticklishness as it brushed against my palm made my heart skip a beat.

But it was only for a moment; I immediately moved my hand away and inserted it between Jian Wei's legs. Upon touching it, I felt a wetness, and immediately knew that Jian Wei was also aroused. My hand, which had been resting on Jian Wei's breast, grasped her arm and groped for her hand, guiding it towards my penis, just as before. At the same time, I leaned down and whispered to Jian Wei, "Jian Wei, look at me, don't close your eyes, I want you to look at me," while breathing into her ear.

When our lower bodies touched, Jian Wei shuddered. Although she had lost most of her cognitive abilities, she knew what she was touching—my large penis.

I offered no resistance and slowly moved my penis, searching for the best angle and entry point. At that moment, Jian Wei felt the penis wriggling and probing against her lower body.

In that brief moment of surprise, my penis penetrated another inch, the entire glans disappearing into Jian Wei's vagina. I felt something pressing against my hymen; I knew it was Jian Wei's hymen.

I didn't rush to break Jian Wei's hymen. I simply kept my penis pressed against the barrier, slowly withdrawing and then slowly inserting, letting the glans constantly scrape against Jian Wei's labia and vagina.

How could the inexperienced Jian Wei withstand such teasing? She was speechless, only able to resist intermittently, feeling a huge penis penetrating her lower body, its temperature seemingly exceeding our combined body temperature, scalding hot.

I gently pushed, applying a little pressure to her hymen. A scream came from beneath me, "Ah, it hurts...it hurts..." Confused, Jian Wei asked in a tearful voice, "Zhaoyang...did you...did you break my vagina...ah! It hurts so much." I replied, "No, it's just that your hymen was touched by my penis!" Although Jian Wei didn't understand much about matters between men and women, she vaguely knew the significance of the hymen, and quickly refused, "Don't break it, I'm scared." "Scared of what?" I teased deliberately, still suppressing the urge to thrust all the way in, gently thrusting in and out a couple more times.

He was the type to savor good things slowly, which is why he'd been able to endure until now.

"I'm scared... ah..." I thrust in and out again, this time deeper than before, my penis could feel the hymen being pushed and deformed. Jian Wei sobbed, "I don't want to get pregnant, I don't want my hymen to be broken... ah..." "You won't get pregnant," I whispered, licking Jian Wei's earlobe, "But, what about your last request... I didn't hear you clearly." "Don't break my hymen!" Jian Wei screamed.

"Whose hymen?" I thrust in and out again, this time even deeper. Lubricated by Jian Wei's vaginal fluids, both of our lower bodies needed to be thoroughly lubricated; it took immense restraint to suppress the desire deep within the passage.

"Mine..." Jian Wei was also losing control; her body betrayed her. But the pain from the pressure on her hymen kept a sliver of clarity.

"Where is your hymen?"

"Mine... there.

" "There?" A wicked teasing.

"..." Jian Wei couldn't bear my penis penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust, and finally spoke, "My hymen." She felt ashamed as she said it, but the pleasure within her seemed to increase.

I felt Jian Wei's lower body become even wetter, and my excitement grew. I continued to ask, "Who broke your hymen?" He continued to tease her, not forgetting to thrust his penis in and out of Jian Wei's vagina several times, each time deeper than the last.

Jian Wei was frightened and finally couldn't hold back, letting out a soft cry, "Zhaoyang... ah... don't break my hymen!" But I asked again, "My hand is behind your back, what will break it?" "Ah... with... that thing..." Jian Wei finally remembered, "Don't use your penis... ah... break my... ah... hymen!" With my repeated thrusts, she could no longer speak coherently.

But I wasn't satisfied. I asked, "So, what did the whole sentence say?" Jian Wei could feel that the huge penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her vagina with each thrust. Each thrust hit her hymen, pressing it inward and causing it to dent. Each dent brought a sharp pain, which grew increasingly intense. Knowing that if she didn't get a clear answer soon, her virginity would be broken right there, she finally let go of all verbal resistance and whispered, "Don't use that big penis of yours to break my hymen!" "..." I was a little surprised. She still had the energy to say a complete sentence? But I had another trick up my sleeve. I said, "I heard the first half clearly, but I didn't hear the second half. Say it again... Don't use that big penis of mine, and then what?" With that, I increased the frequency and force of my thrusts, penetrating even deeper each time.

"Ah..." Jian Wei felt her whole body go numb with each thrust, and she couldn't muster any strength in her limbs. What was even more infuriating was that his enormous breasts were constantly being rubbed against my lowered chest, and my already erect nipples were scraping and squeezing against his chest. I was increasingly losing control of my body, feeling my lower body involuntarily twitching and contracting, each contraction accompanied by waves of pleasure, like tides crashing over me, making me lose my senses. Along with the tingling and numb sensation, more and more fluid flowed from my vagina, lubricating our joined parts… I came to my senses after a while, a cold wind blew by, and I suddenly remembered that I had agreed with Mi Cai to move by 1:00 PM. It was already 1:30 PM, so I immediately hailed a taxi and headed towards my old place. On the way, I remembered that I had just used Mi Cai's bank card to buy health products and medicine worth 3016 yuan. I had told her I would only use 1000 yuan, so now I owed 4016 yuan. How was I going to pay back so much money?

Thinking of Mi Cai's serious yet excessively beautiful face, I was completely bewildered!

It was almost 2 a.m. when I got back to my old place. I paid the taxi fare and headed towards my building. I wasn't in a rush; it was the weekend, so being late wasn't a big deal. But I was agonizing over the 4016 yuan I owed her. Even if I sold myself, I couldn't get that much money back.

When I got to my building, I was stunned, then furious. My luggage had been moved to the hallway. Some of the luggage that couldn't fit in the hallway was already soaked from the rain, including a pair of black leather shoes that Jian Wei had given me a long time ago.

I threw down my umbrella, pulled out my keys, and ran upstairs.

I unlocked the door, kicked it open, and stood in the living room, angrily cursing, "You bitch, get out here!"

I cursed three times, but no one answered. I kicked open the door to her room; it was empty.

Looking at the spotless room, and remembering my luggage soaked in the rain outside, my anger flared even more. I threw the blankets off her bed, and, still not satisfied, overturned the Simmons mattress, scattering pillows and blankets all over the floor.

After my hysterical outburst, I stood in Mi Cai's room and lit a cigarette to calm my rage.

Mi Cai appeared outside the door, holding a mop and a plastic bag filled with groceries; she must have gone to the supermarket.

She glared at me. I grabbed her by the shirt and dragged her into the room, the force so strong that she dropped the bag and mop, scattering things everywhere. The once spotless room was now a complete mess because of my anger.

I dragged her to the window, opened it, and made her look at my luggage soaking in the rain. I yelled, "Are you fucking crazy? Why did you leave my luggage in the rain?"

Mi Cai broke free and said coldly, "You didn't even arrive, so I had someone help you move it out. Is there a problem?"

"I was delayed by other things. What's wrong with being a little late?"

"I promised to be here, and I will be here." Mi Cai stood her ground, her eyes filled with determination.

"You're fucking unreasonable!" My anger flared even more, and I raised my hand as if to slap her.

I thought she would instinctively dodge or close her eyes, but she just stared at me coldly, without even blinking.

I lowered my hand, squinted at her, and said, "You bring everything up here intact, and I'll pretend this never happened."

"I'm not going." Mi Cai's beautiful eyes were glistening with tears, but she said resolutely.

I nodded: "You're not going, right?..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I threw the blankets and quilts on the floor out the window with a sense of catharsis and revenge.

In the wind and rain, the blankets and quilts looked so fluttering and innocent, like deep and shallow scars cruelly torn open. I was somewhat lost in thought, somewhat regretful. I shouldn't have been so impulsive, shouldn't have treated this stubborn woman like that. Perhaps it was the pair of black leather shoes falling in the rain that provoked me; my heart clenched. In the afterimage of the raindrops falling on the black leather shoes, I seemed to see my own and Jian Wei's dead love.

The blankets and quilts finally landed on the ground in alternating falls. I said to Mi Cai somewhat guiltily, "Now we're even!"

After I finished speaking, tears streamed down Mi Cai's fair face. She bit her lip and looked at me.

Looking at the ravaged house, a sudden wave of guilt washed over me, yet I still glared at Mi Cai and said, "I know you're unhappy with me, you look down on me. Yes, I'm poor and useless, but that's absolutely no reason for you to disrespect me and my luggage. You're a woman, and today I'm being a gentleman by throwing your blankets and quilts. Next time, I'll throw you out too!" (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [漫玉小说] and reply with the number 244.) Continuing to read the climax, I finished speaking and took out the bank card she had given me yesterday from my wallet, placing it on the table. I said, "I withdrew 4016 yuan from this card. I don't have the money to pay you back now, but I'll definitely find a way to do so as soon as possible." Tears welled up in Mi Cai's eyes. "You bastards, all of you are untrustworthy bastards..."

I looked at her in surprise, a mix of emotions swirling within me. After a long pause, I said, "I'm leaving. I will definitely pay you back the money I owe you. Although it's a little late in fulfilling my promise, it's not what you think—untrustworthy."

Mi Cai didn't respond, still glaring at me with resentment.

I left. I didn't know if Mi Cai was still crying, but I knew that staying in that messy room I had made must have been very difficult.

Just as she had said before, I truly was a scumbag, the beast Le Yao spoke of—beastly inability to control my emotions, and reckless and capricious like a scoundrel!

I hailed a taxi and carried my luggage to a roadside pavilion where I could shelter from the rain. I didn't know where to go for a while; I didn't have enough money left to rent a place, and staying in a hotel wasn't a long-term solution. Fang Yuan, the only person I was willing to borrow money from, had refused to contact me for the time being because I hadn't listened to his advice yesterday and was in a bad mood.

Yes, all these years, I've only ever borrowed money from Fang Yuan. I consider him a close friend and never hesitate to show him my embarrassment and despair. I wouldn't do that with anyone else.

I felt like the world had suddenly abandoned me!

I lit a cigarette and sat on a stone bench in the pavilion, watching the passing cars, lost in thought.

My life shouldn't be like this, but for the past two years, I've lived as lonely and helpless as those silent buildings standing in this city. It's all because of that woman. I know I'll never have the chance to hold her hand again, yet I stubbornly can't escape, can't leave her tenderness.

The wind was chilly, so I took a scarf from my woven bag and tied it around my neck, finally blocking some of the endless cold wind blowing into my chest.

For the next hour, I sat in the pavilion doing the same two trivial things: spacing out and smoking. It wasn't until dusk that I truly felt a longing to be saved... The sudden ringing of the phone startled me. I wiped my face before taking my phone out of my pocket. It was my father calling.

"Ban Die" is my dad. He's a rigid and taciturn man who worked in the purchasing department of a small to medium-sized state-owned enterprise for 15 years. He became the deputy section chief in his first year, and after 15 years, he miraculously managed to retain that title. But that's not all; what's even more impressive is that despite the purchasing department being a place where people could easily skim off the top and take kickbacks, he never accepted a single gift or took a single penny of kickbacks in 15 years. This unwavering integrity led his colleagues to privately call him "Section Chief Ban." (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [漫玉小说] and reply with the number 244 to continue reading the exciting story.) Finally, he got rid of the title of deputy section chief, so when I was 17, I also started calling him "Ban Die," but he always mistakenly thought I was calling him "My Dad." When I answered the phone, I heard my father-in-law's dull, emotionless voice. He said to me, "Zhaoyang, I'm almost in Suzhou. I have an exhibition to attend tomorrow morning, so I'll stay at your place tonight."

I felt utterly miserable. This weekend had been incredibly unlucky; what I feared most had come to pass. I absolutely couldn't let my father-in-law know that I was penniless and homeless! Although he was old-fashioned, it didn't mean he had no temper.

My mind raced: "Dad, can't you find a hotel near the station? I'm having dinner with my colleagues tonight, it'll probably take a while."

"You eat, you always keep your keys under the door frame, I can get in."

"There are so many thieves lately, I didn't put them there."

Dad persisted, "Then I'll wait for you. Don't go out partying after dinner, come back early."

"Dad, you've been on the train for so long, you must be exhausted. Just find a hotel nearby, you're coming all this way and you're reluctant to take a taxi, it's rush hour now, your arms and legs can't take the crowds on the bus!"

I tried to refuse, but Dad wasn't in a hurry. Finally, he said, "Your mom knitted you a sweater, I'll bring it to you."

Hearing the "beep beep" of the phone being hung up, I was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and immediately slung my bag over my shoulder and dragged my suitcase to the side of the road, looking around for a taxi. I still had to go back to the house that now belonged to Mi Cai that night.

Whether she likes it or not, I have to stay here. If my father-in-law knew my current situation, he'd be furious.

[The End]

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