Don't talk to strangers.

Don't Talk to Strangers (1-12) Don't 　　Talk to Strangers
1-12

Don't Talk to Strangers Author

: lihuanoil
Published on: Lamb, Coast , 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Romance 　　****************

... High walls loomed before them, suffocating them. A dense electric fence surrounded the walls, the distant sound of currents darting cautiously through the wire mesh like the first movement of Haydn's Toy Symphony. Conversely, the trembling from the fence was a death knell. Prominent 　　against the walls and fence were four neatly arranged guard towers diagonally opposite them; their upright posture suggested they were awake, and it was impossible to predict when they would fall asleep. The walls, the fence, the guard towers—it was impossible to say whether they were a unified whole or separate entities. What they shared was silence, so quiet that the sound of the setting sun casting its rays upon them could be heard . 　　Only silence belonged here, a silence that could evolve into everything, a terrifying silence. 　　A howling wind, brewing in the deepest depths, carrying madness, crashed down upon the prison. The sky was instantly obscured by the dust swirling in the air. This wind seemed to be searching for something here; it hovered above the prison, enveloping light and time within it. 　　The night was deep. In one cell, six people slept soundly, each covered tightly , only their shiny bald heads visible. Their snores, rising and falling, broke the silence of the night. 　　Suddenly, the person on the upper bunk opened his eyes, his eyes blazing with anger and pain. He reached into a tattered patch of the mattress beneath him and pulled out a dirty leather-bound notebook. From it , he took out a photograph of a vibrant young man. On the back of the photograph were a few lines of poetry by Gu Cheng: "The dream is too deep / You have no feathers / Life cannot measure the depth of death." 　　By the occasional flash of a searchlight through the small window, he flipped through the disjointed sentences in the notebook: " 　　You are my love and hate of my life! 　　I make love with you again and again in my dreams, can you feel it? 　　I live only for revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge..." 　　He clutched the notebook to his chest and silently uttered a name: Mei Xiangnan. As the name escaped his lips, his body involuntarily spasmed. He curled up, his eyes swirling with a complex mix of emotions, love and hate shifting rapidly within them. 　　He remembered the information he'd learned by chance yesterday: on August 8th, in his birth city, Dr. An Jiahe, the chief physician of the city's thoracic surgery department, and Ms. Mei Xiangnan, a teacher at the municipal high school, would be getting married. Perhaps to others , it was just an ordinary event, but to him, it felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out . 　　His eyes widened, his hands flailing helplessly in the air, as if trying to tear something apart, but ultimately falling back onto the covers. He pulled down his shorts, his hands beginning to writhe rapidly. His eyes squinted , and he groaned the name Mei Xiangnan. Then he kicked his legs, his body trembled a few times, and he hurriedly wiped himself under the covers, hiding his diary again before falling into a deep sleep. 　　The next day, the weather remained gloomy. After morning exercises, everyone ate a quick breakfast, rested briefly and then prepared to set off for work. Just then, the beautiful female police officer from the prison infirmary ran over, stopped the team leader, and handed him a note. The team leader glanced at it, then walked to the front of the formation and called out loudly, "Gao Bing!" 　　"Here!" he hurriedly shouted in a loud voice. In fact, ever since the female police officer arrived, he had been suppressing his laughter; it was a secret, a secret no one knew. 　　"Step forward!" the team leader shouted, looking him up and down a few times before handing him over to the female police officer. 　　The policewoman had short, shoulder-length hair, wore thin glasses, and her lips were tightly pressed together. She was unsmiling, and a stern peaked cap on her head made her, who was already petite, appear somewhat imposing. She wore a dark green police uniform with a large doctor's coat over it, obscuring her curves. 　　Looking at her, Gao Bing felt a strange surge of hatred; a fire ignited within him. He knew he disliked the white coat she wore. 　　The policewoman glanced at Gao Bing and coldly said, "Come with me!" 　　Gao Bing obediently followed behind her like a lamb. As they passed the prison cell, he whistled somewhat boldly, but the policewoman, seemingly oblivious, continued to walk ahead with her head held high. 　　Upon reaching the infirmary, the policewoman went in first, then turned on the light. After Gao Bing entered, she The curtains were drawn, making the light somewhat dim. 　　Before the policewoman could turn around, Gao Bing rushed forward and hugged her from behind, his hands roughly squeezing her breasts, his lower body rubbing against her buttocks. 　　The policewoman didn't seem surprised; instead, she moaned and fell into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, crying out, "My love, I've missed you so much!" 　　Gao Bing cupped her between her legs, lifting her up to his chest, her buttocks dangling below, as if she were being held in his arms while urinating. She wrapped her arms around his neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and kissed his cheek. 　　Gao Bing took a few steps to the small bed used for administering IV drips to patients. He threw the woman in his arms off the bed, slamming her onto it. Then, grinning lewdly, he said, "You filthy bitch, what are you thinking about, brother?" 　　The policewoman groaned heavily from the fall, but upon hearing his question, she quickly got up, knelt down beside the bed with a seductive smile, and pressed her hand against the bulge between Gao Bing's thighs, saying in a coquettish voice, "My little sister's honey hole is longing for her lover's big cock ." As she spoke, she reached for the zipper of his pants.

Gao Bing waved her hand in disgust, shoving her body into the bed and sitting down. He said, "Come here
and give me a massage first, let me loosen up my muscles."

The policewoman hurriedly stepped forward, kneeling behind him and carefully massaging his shoulders.

Gao Bing sat there, recalling his dreamlike experience. That day, when he came for an injection, this policewoman
had been cold and sarcastic to him, which annoyed him. Seeing that no one was around, he became emboldened and simply pushed her onto the bed and started having sex with her
, thinking that he might as well get his hands on this woman first.

But to his surprise, the policewoman initially pretended to struggle a few times, but later she kept moaning that she was enjoying it,
as if she were the one raping Gao Bing. Especially after that, every few days she would find an excuse to bring Gao Bing to
the clinic , forcing him to do it regardless of his willingness. The more violently Gao Bing treated her,
the more she seemed to enjoy it. At first, Gao Bing felt disgusted, but later he came to terms with it; venting his resentment on her wasn't bad,
but he also missed the pure and innocent Mei Xiangnan even more.

Seeing Gao Bing sitting motionless, the policewoman's hand, which had been massaging his shoulders, moved down his arm and began to undress him
. Gao Bing remained seated, arms outstretched, letting her remove his clothes.

After removing Gao Bing's shirt, the policewoman pushed his shoulder, and Gao Bing
lay down .

The policewoman stripped naked, then pulled down Gao Bing's pants.
She leaned over him, cupping her large breasts and
gently .

Gao Bing felt a burning desire rising within him,
an urge to destroy something he didn't know where it came from.

He looked at the policewoman pressed against his chest, her breasts flattened. Her skin was fair,
while his was dark; the contrast was stark. He couldn't help but curse her inwardly,
"You filthy bitch."

The policewoman looked up at him, smiling seductively, her large eyes gleaming with lust behind her glasses.
She asked, "My love, are you comfortable with my service?"

Gao Bing retorted viciously, "You little slut, it's such a waste that you're a policeman instead of a prostitute."

The policewoman laughed lewdly, saying, "Being a prostitute is so nerve-wracking, nothing compares to this freedom. My love
, how about I be your prostitute alone?"

Gao Bing felt a wave of nausea. He thought to himself, "Who knows how many men you've been with behind your back?" He thought of
Mei Xiangnan , wondering why women in this world were so different—some so pure, others
so promiscuous. Yet they all shared one thing in common: they were all devils who hurt men.

Gao Bing thought of Mei Xiangnan, and his heart pounded with irritation. He sat up, grabbed
the policewoman's hair, and yanked her head to the side, her mouth twitching in pain.

He slammed his knee into her stomach, then, still holding her hair, yanked her to the edge of the bed. Sitting on the edge
himself , he coldly said, "Damn it, you filthy bitch, get down there and suck my cock."

The policewoman's face contorted in pain as she quickly rolled to the floor and crawled between Gao Bing's legs. Gao Bing's hand remained
gripping her hair. For some reason, the policewoman enjoyed being humiliated like this. Normally, she was always
serious and cold, and no one dared to treat her like this. She never dared to ask for it herself.
Only with Gao Bing could she achieve the greatest pleasure, both psychologically and physically. People only knew her cold
exterior ; who knew the lewdness within her?

She opened her mouth, lowered her head, and a pungent, fishy stench wafted into her nostrils. The conditions in the cell were nothing compared to
outside; she hadn't showered for days, and her pubic hair was matted and black.

The policewoman, however, closed her eyes, taking a deep breath of the foul air, seemingly intoxicated. She truly
loved this smell. The men she'd encountered were always clean and tidy, with only a faint scent,
but the smell of Gao Bing's was intoxicating. Her face flushed, and she felt an itch down there
.

She used her hand to pull back the foreskin of his penis, exposing the glans. The inside of the foreskin was dirty, full of a
white , sticky substance, but she treated it as if she had discovered the most delicious delicacy,
carefully licking the white substance with the tip of her tongue, then pulling it back and savoring it in her mouth.

Gao Bing, however, was very impatient, pressing her head down forcefully. The policewoman had no choice but to give up savoring it, opening
her mouth wide and swallowing Gao Bing's penis whole. She swallowed very carefully, but Gao Bing's penis still hardened and
pushed against the back of her throat, making her face turn bright red.

Gao Bing released his grip, taking a few deep, satisfied breaths. The policewoman's mouth was small and very comfortable. He couldn't help but
think of Mei Xiangnan; her mouth was also small and cherry-like. It was a pity he'd never tried it in her mouth.
It must be even more comfortable in hers.

The policewoman diligently sucked on his penis, making "tsk tsk" sounds. As she sucked, she looked at Gao Bing's cold face with a
fawning gaze, hoping her efforts would earn her a smile.

Gao Bing looked up and saw her ingratiating gaze. A wave of disgust washed over him, and he reached out,
slapping the policewoman hard across the face with a loud "smack."

Startled by the sudden blow, the policewoman's face twisted to one side, and she opened her mouth wide with a cry,
spitting out his penis.

Gao Bing was stunned. He hadn't expected to suddenly and inexplicably slap the policewoman.
But then the policewoman turned around, hissing, and said, "Brother, did I do something wrong that made
you unhappy?"

As she spoke, she grabbed Gao Bing's penis, trying to take it into her mouth again. Five
finger marks 　　, and her glasses, knocked askew, were perched on her nose. She didn't even bother to fix them.

********** ... I originally planned to start writing this after finishing "Family," but today I had some time and finally couldn't resist the urge to write. I don't know if everyone will like it; I'll see everyone's opinions before deciding whether to continue.

Also, because the story "Big Brother" didn't do well after it was written, I was considering whether to stop writing it. Alas, I
couldn't bear to.

Hehe, no one will object to digging a hole, right? Right now, I just want to finish "Home," and I'll think about the rest later. As for
why I'm not writing "Home," hehe, it's a personal preference. I like to save it for the weekend, watch a game, and then slowly write it.

(Part Two)

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Foreword: After writing the first chapter, I saw so many great authors offering valuable guidance, and I would like
to express my sincere gratitude! This story is not intended to be a tragic one, but rather to explore
another I am not very talented, and the original story is very complex. I am writing with trepidation and can only do my best.
Gao

Bing initially felt a pang of pity, but seeing her so despicable appearance filled him with disgust.
Without a word, and unwilling to let her perform oral sex on him any longer, he simply stood up.

The policewoman, kneeling on one of his legs, stared blankly at him, her police cap askew, her glasses askew, making her
normally beautiful face look utterly comical.

Gao Bing lowered his head, hooking his finger around her chin. The policewoman, thinking he was going to kiss her, quickly
straightened up, opened her lips, and a small pink tongue inside tempted him to enter.

Gao Bing gave a cold laugh, lowered his head, and brought his lips close to hers. Instead of kissing her, he
suddenly used his teeth to pull her lower lip into his mouth, stretching it out and biting
down hard.

The policewoman, who had been half-closing her eyes, filled with joy, was suddenly jolted awake by the pain. She
dared not struggle, for her lips were still being pulled. She could only open her mouth wide, gasping for breath, moaning lasciviously. She felt
her lower lip initially throbbing with pain, then gradually becoming numb. But what was truly agonizing was that amidst this pain,
her body experienced a strange stimulation, making her yearn even more for something to penetrate her deepest
depths .

Gao Bing felt a salty taste in his mouth, so he loosened his teeth and released her lips.
Seeing that her lips were bitten and bleeding bright red, he stuck out his tongue and licked his own lips,
seemingly savoring the sensation.

The policewoman slumped there, a hint of fear finally appearing in her eyes. Her lips remained open, trembling,
unable to speak . Blood was gushing out quickly, staining her white teeth red. With each breath,
small bubbles of blood rose from between her teeth. She didn't wipe it away, her throat moving as she swallowed the blood little
by little .

Gao Bing looked at her with disgust, kicked her in the buttocks, and shouted, "You filthy bitch, you fucking
stand up and stick your ass out!"

The policewoman hurriedly stood up, trying her best to put on a charming smile, went to the bedside, pressed her hands on the edge of the bed,
bent over, and her hat rolled off onto the bed, her hair falling forward, revealing a section of her fair neck. She
straightened her legs, spread them as wide as possible, and stuck her buttocks out high, revealing her red vulva, her two thick
labia already parted, and the vulva was constantly writhing.

Gao Bing came up behind her and slapped her plump, white buttocks hard. Her body
trembled immediately, but she straightened up right away. Gao Bing chuckled, spat into his
palm , holding it, forcefully thrust it into the policewoman's vagina.

The policewoman swayed forward as she was penetrated, letting out a low "uh," but then cried out, "Good!"

Gao Bing placed his hands between her legs, pulling her body to match his thrusts,
maximizing the contact between their bodies. Each thrust was a heavy slam against her cervix. His movements were slow but powerful,
like he was driving a pile driver, his strong penis pounding into her clitoris.

The policewoman screamed, "Ahhh! So good! So good!" Her large breasts swayed
violently with her body's movements. Her labia were wide open from the penetration of the penis, the tender vaginal walls
scraped by the penis, causing her pain, yet also an inexplicable excitement.

She tossed her hair, her glasses stubbornly hanging on her nose. Blood dripped from her mouth
onto the bed, congealing into dark patches.

Gao Bing slapped her buttocks repeatedly, as if riding a horse, hissing under his breath,
"I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death! You filthy bitch!" His penis was repeatedly pulled out of her vagina, then thrust in again, accurately and
completely, leaving no trace.

Before long, the policewoman's fair buttocks were bright red from the beating. Gao Bing's rough curses
sounded like an aphrodisiac to her, arousing her desire. She felt increasingly excited and wanted to go even
crazier .

Just then, she heard someone knocking on the door and calling out, "Dr. He, is Dr. He in
?"

The policewoman jumped, listening intently. Gao Bing, with his penis inside her vagina, stopped
what he was doing.

The policewoman reacted quickly, immediately sitting up and helping Gao Bing lie down on the bed. She put on her
coat off their shoes. She put on her hat, adjusted her glasses,
and her expression immediately became serious, transforming her back into the aloof policewoman she was known for.

She drew the curtain between the two beds, walked to the door, and opened it. A driver-like
man was standing outside, about to knock. Seeing the door open, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, I thought Dr. He wasn't here!"

The policewoman said coldly, "A patient with an acute infectious disease just arrived."

The driver smiled and said, "Dr. He, you've been working so hard! I've brought the medicine I wanted to give you."

The policewoman nodded and had the driver carry the box of medicine into the room, placing it in the corner. After the driver parked the car
, he backed out, smiling, "Dr. He, I won't bother you anymore. You're busy, you're busy." He turned and left.

The policewoman nodded, closed the door again, and leaned against it, breathing heavily. She had
appeared calm on the surface, but inside she was terrified, especially since she was completely naked under her coat. But...
The atmosphere of potential exposure made her body uncontrollably aroused, and she
even felt pleasure in her vagina while talking to the driver.

She rushed to the bedside, yearning for Gao Bing's large penis to immediately penetrate her vagina and quell
her inner desire.

Gao Bing raised an eyebrow, as if asking if the person had left. The policewoman nodded, panting as she pounced
on , twisting her body and spreading her legs wide, trying to take his penis in.

Gao Bing stopped her twisting, pinched her chin, and asked, "What's your surname?"

The policewoman hesitated. Although she craved the prisoner's penis, she didn't know whether she should
tell him her name.

Gao Bing tightened his grip slightly, chuckled coldly, mocking her cowardice.

In a daze, the policewoman tensed up and blurted out, "Yes, my name is He Lan."

Gao Bing repeated "He Lan" twice and said coldly, "Don't worry, I won't
cause you any trouble. I just want to know what the name of the woman I've been fucking for so long is."

The policewoman's brows relaxed, and she giggled and said, "Who cares what her name is? Come on, fuck my pussy
!"

Gao Bing released her, flipped her over, pinned her down, pulled her legs around his waist, lifted her
buttocks, and without taking off her clothes, rolled her up to reveal her plump vulva. With a forceful thrust,
he inserted his penis.

The policewoman beneath him struggled, tearing the clothes covering her face to
reveal Her hat had rolled to the side in the struggle.

Gao Bing gripped her thighs, squeezing so hard it ached. Her soft, white buttocks
slammed against his thighs; the pain from the earlier slaps hadn't subsided, and the impact was now excruciating. Meanwhile,
her vagina was unbearably itchy, and the "plop, plop" of his large penis thrusting into her made her feel like her soul was about to
leave her body.

Gao Bing's movements gradually quickened. Years of labor in prison had made his body
stronger , each thrust powerful, his penis moving in and out of her vagina like a whirlwind.

The policewoman was experiencing intense pleasure, yet she dared not cry out, only managing to suppress groans and moans between her teeth.
Her body writhed uncontrollably like a leaf in a storm
. Gao Bing finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He let out a strange cry, released his grip on the policewoman's thigh, crawled forward
a few steps, and stood before her face. He aimed his penis at her face, his buttocks trembling, and thick semen
gushed forth.

Caught off guard, the policewoman opened her mouth, but before she could even scream, the semen had already splattered onto her face. The ejaculation was
so powerful that it stung her nose.

Gao Bing, his penis trembling, dripped the last few drops of semen into her small mouth, then pressed his penis against her
face, wiping away the remaining semen.

The policewoman's mouth was slightly open, a few drops of cloudy white semen still on her lips, breathing slowly,
looking exhausted. The semen that had been shot onto her face flowed down her ears and neck. Her legs were still spread apart, her vulva
a mess, her vaginal opening still contracting, slowly oozing milky white fluid.

Gao Bing's penis was much cleaner after being washed by the policewoman's vagina, but it was still covered in a lot of white,
sticky stuff. He paused for a moment, grabbed his clothes, put them on, and got out of bed.

The policewoman struggled to sit up, panting as she cleaned herself.

Gao Bing, dressed, stood there, coldly watching the policewoman, and said, "He Lan, that's a
nice . I'll remember it."

The policewoman looked up at him with some surprise, but he said nothing more, turned and walked to the door, opened it,
and went out. The policewoman hurriedly tidied herself up, afraid someone might suddenly barge in.

Gao Bing came out and saw the driver's truck parked not far from the infirmary. He
casually walked over, because the infirmary was quite far from the cells and very secluded, so generally no one paid much
attention to it.

Seeing that no one was around, he opened the hood of the truck and hurriedly climbed inside.

After an unknown amount of time, the driver suddenly appeared from somewhere, whistling cheerfully as he approached the truck
. He got into the cab and started the engine.

Before leaving, the sentry checked the truck, found nothing suspicious, and let it pass
.

The truck drove along the deserted highway, the driver whistling his favorite tune, a small cloth
toy dog dangling from the windshield, swaying incessantly.

Suddenly, the driver sensed something amiss ahead. He quickly stopped the truck, grabbed a
flashlight, jumped out, and walked irritably towards the front of the vehicle.

The driver lifted the hood with one hand, and a wave of heat
rose . He turned his head to the side, avoiding the blast, still whistling; his other hand
shone the flashlight through the hood.

Suddenly, he felt the flashlight being pulled firmly away. Confused, he turned to
see what was happening. Abruptly, an even stronger force struck his forehead, sending him
crashing to the ground, his head hitting an abandoned rock.
The whistling faded into the night the moment he fell.

From within the still-steaming heat, Gao Bing stood up. He was shirtless, his bulging
muscles marked with unevenly sized blisters, and wisps of black smoke rose from his greasy trousers.
He bent down, pulled an iron rod from the steam, and cursed viciously at the truck's hood before
walking barefoot towards the fallen driver.

The driver was unconscious, lying there motionless.

Gao Bing crouched down, patted the driver's face a few times, and smiled. Then, as if afraid of disturbing
the driver lying on the ground, he carefully took off the driver's thick black leather shoes, put them on his
own , stood up, took a few steps, then turned back to look at the driver, feeling he needed to do something more.

He picked up the iron bar from the ground, gestured it across the driver's chest for a while, and then aimed it at the driver's heart.
He carefully inserted the iron rod into the driver's chest, his facial muscles twitching and contorting as if he were taking
the torment .

As he passed the truck, he slammed the open lid shut. The lid cracked,
trembled for a moment, and then fell silent.

He was now in the cab and started the engine. As the truck was about to leave, he tossed
the still-shaking toy dog, which landed right beside the driver.

Blood seeped from around the iron rod embedded in the driver's heart, but the driver seemed indifferent to everything
. His lips were still poised to whistle, though the whistle had long since faded from his memory.

(To be continued)

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Postscript: Hehe, I write whatever comes to mind, but after reading your replies, I've learned
a lot ! Thank you again to all the brothers who follow my articles! The following text may contain many light-colored
transitional plots, and I will try my best to write the characters' psychology well. I hope you will like it!

【11-13】Don't Talk to Strangers 3 (Adapted from the TV series of the same name)

Author: lihuanoil
Published on: Lamb, Coast, Romance

(Part 3)

Xiamen, Night, The neon lights of the city illuminate this city with a dreamlike beauty. The night sky
is very clear, with stars dotting the horizon. A light sea breeze blows, and everyone feels warm.

A joyous occasion brings a cheerful spirit, and on this night, An Jiahe felt the air was filled with
the aroma of champagne. He looked at Mei Xiangnan, who was sitting in front of the mirror combing her hair, and his heart was filled with love. She was so
beautiful, a teacher yet still possessing a touch of girlish innocence.

An Jiahe picked up two glasses filled with wine and walked behind Mei Xiangnan.

Mei Xiangnan saw him approaching in the mirror, smiled sweetly, turned around to take one glass, but as
she reached out to clink glasses, she pulled back, closed her eyes slightly, and leaned closer.

An Jiahe squinted, kissed her cheek, then picked up the glasses again, clinked them
together with a crisp sound, and drank them in one gulp.

Mei Xiangnan placed the cup on the table, extended her small hand to An Jiahe, and let him hold it. She stood
up went to the bedside, where the two sat down together, sorting through a large pile of red wedding invitations with names already filled in.

Each time she picked up an invitation, she leaned over and kissed An Jiahe on the cheek, making it impossible for him
to continue sorting. He simply put down the invitations, pulled her into his arms, and gently kissed her lips.

The sounds of their kisses echoed frequently in the still undecorated bridal chamber.

Mei Xiangnan extended her nimble tongue, letting An Jiahe gently suckle it between his lips. Her expression
gradually became somewhat dazed. She loved the feeling of being kissed so tenderly by An Jiahe; it felt as if her body
was slowly floating.

She unconsciously reached out and caressed An Jiahe's body haphazardly, gradually moving to his
thighs. An Jiahe, however, grabbed Mei Xiangnan's hand, preventing her from continuing.

Mei Xiangnan tried to struggle, but to no avail, and could only retreat back onto An Jiahe's back. She
opened her bright, clear eyes and gave An Jiahe a resentful look.

An Jiahe smiled gently, inserting his tongue into her mouth, letting her suckle it. An Jiahe didn't want
to be melted so easily. He had promised Mei Xiangnan that he would save the most beautiful night for their wedding
day.

Mei Xiangnan's attraction to An Jiahe was largely due to the stable sense of security he provided. Initially,
her suggestion stemmed from a fear of the unknown, but as they spent more time together, she found herself unable
to resist .

She didn't think An Jiahe's actions were out of conservatism, but rather that in a chaotic world, they were
trying to maintain an order they could uphold, which is why she respected him even more.

For a woman, once she has found the person she can entrust her heart to, she feels a desire to
completely dedicate herself to him. As the wedding approached, this desire grew stronger within her;
she longed for that day to arrive soon.

Just as she was lost in thought, someone gently knocked on the door, and a group of students were chattering,
"Teacher Mei, Teacher Mei."

Mei Xiangnan quickly pulled herself out of An Jiahe's arms, calmed her breathing, and
her face still flushed.

She opened the door, and a group of students walked in calling her name, followed by her best
friend Liu Wei, who looked helpless and said, "There's nothing we can do, these kids insist on seeing their
bride, teacher."

The students crowded around Mei Xiangnan, like a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix, chattering incessantly, while An Jiahe
was squeezed to the side and ignored.

Mei Xiangnan loved being with her students. In them, she felt she could rediscover some of her lost youth
. Once people pass that age, they learn self-control and understand many rules, but at the same time
, they lose their innocent vitality.

She smiled apologetically at An Jiahe, who smiled and nodded slightly, indicating that she shouldn't
worry about it.

Liu Wei, seeing this, quickly said, "Alright, alright, students, you've seen the bride
, teacher. Let her rest early. Tomorrow is your teacher's big day."

The students laughed and said, "Goodbye, teacher! We'll come see you again tomorrow." One by one,
they left, and Liu Wei followed them out, closing the door behind her.

Mei Xiangnan snuggled into An Jiahe's arms, gave him a sweet kiss, and said apologetically, "Jiahe,
I'm sorry , I neglected you."

An Jiahe gently stroked her hair and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just that our Teacher Mei is very popular with
the students ! When we have children in the future, they will definitely be bothering you all the time, and I'm afraid there won't be
a place for me." An Jiahe, who was overjoyed, seemed to have also absorbed some of the childlike innocence.

Mei Xiangnan blushed and rested her face on An Jiahe's shoulder, saying, "I wouldn't, Jiahe.
I'll divide my heart in two, one half for you and the other half for our child."

An Jiahe leaned close to her ear and said with a smile, "What if you give birth to twins for me?"

Mei Xiangnan blushed even more. An Jiahe's warm breath on her ear made her
tremble. She clung weakly to An Jiahe, not saying a word, but tilting her head back, squinting her eyes, and parting
her red lips, full of longing.

An Jiahe's heart skipped a beat, and he pressed his lips to hers. They embraced for a long time, lingering there
before An Jiahe struggled to pull away, glanced at his watch, and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back. Tomorrow
at this time, I must truly enjoy you."

Mei Xiangnan hugged him reluctantly, and An Jiahe laughed, "Tomorrow is our wedding night,
can't you even wait one more day?"

Mei Xiangnan pushed him away abruptly. "Who couldn't resist? Go away!" she scolded playfully.

An Jiahe stood up, but Mei Xiangnan grabbed him again. An Jiahe could only smile and kiss her lips again
, saying, "Rest well, be a beautiful bride tomorrow."

Mei Xiangnan let go and smiled, "Okay, I'll definitely make sure you're satisfied!"

An Jiahe gently stroked her face, smiled, turned around, pushed open the door, and turned back to say, "
Goodnight !" before leaving.

Mei Xiangnan took two quick steps, leaning against the door watching his departing figure, her eyes filled with deep longing. She
herself was puzzled; why, even though tomorrow was their wedding day, was she so reluctant to leave
An Jiahe ?

She smiled self-deprecatingly and sighed inwardly: Women! She closed the door.

The next day was Mei Xiangnan's wedding day. Liu Wei arrived early to help her good friend pack her
things , and before she knew it, it was noon.

Liu Wei plopped down next to Mei Xiangnan, complaining, "Your wedding has exhausted me."

She poked Mei Xiangnan's face hard with her finger, saying, "Look at you, smiling
like an idiot all day long. It's been three days, and I think the muscles in your face are numb."

"Not at all," Mei Xiangnan couldn't hide her joy, "When your day comes, you
'll probably wake up laughing even in your sleep."

"It's just a wedding, is it really that big of a deal?" Liu Wei continued to touch up Mei Xiangnan's makeup, looking
quite disdainful.

"Don't be stubborn now, you 'Flat-chested Third Concubine'," Mei Xiangnan said, unable to suppress a laugh
.

Liu Wei was taken aback, standing there stunned for a long time before punching Mei Xiangnan's
shoulder and yelling, "You 'Big-nosed Mei'!"

Mei Xiangnan begged for forgiveness while dodging, afraid of ruining her bridal makeup. After a while, things finally
calmed down. Liu Wei lay flat on the sofa, breathing slightly, her two large breasts
trembling .

Mei Xiangnan looked at Liu Wei in the mirror and asked with a smile, "Who gave you that nickname?"

"I have many nicknames," Liu Wei stared at the ceiling, looking quite smug.

"I'm asking about this 'Flat-Chested Third Concubine.'"

"They were those bad boys who lived in the plastic factory dormitory. Guo Xiaoyan was thin, so they called her 'Guo Half-Pound';
Li Lingling wet the bed, so they gave her the nickname 'Rising Tide,' it was really mean. Back then, I was still young,
so of course my chest was flat, and those bastards called me 'Flat-Chested Third Concubine.'" Liu Wei sat up indignantly from the sofa,
puffing out her already prominent breasts. "Now my chest can scare those bad boys to death."

"Terrible." Mei Xiangnan chuckled, looking at Liu Wei's indignant expression.

"Jealous!" Liu Wei shouted at Mei Xiangnan.

The two argued for a while before finally calming down. From the outer room, the cheerful sounds usually reserved for celebratory occasions drifted in
. Mei Xiangnan glanced happily at the door, as if she could see
envious looks being cast her way from the other room.

"When is he coming to pick you up?" Liu Wei made Mei Xiangnan stand up, leaning back
to observe the makeup on Mei Xiangnan's face.

"He has surgery at the hospital this morning." Mei Xiangnan
shifted her body left and right in response to Liu Wei's gesture.

"That guy is so weak, having surgery on such an important day."

"You're the weak one!" Mei Xiangnan raised her hand as if to hit her, indignant on An Jiahe's behalf.

"Okay, okay, great, great!" Liu Wei pleaded repeatedly. "I'll have surgery at the hospital this morning, and I'll
have surgery for you tonight."

"You..." Mei Xiangnan was so angry with Liu Wei that she couldn't speak for a moment. After a while, she
made a strange face at Liu Wei and called out, "You female hooligan."

Suddenly, the two of them felt as if the festive atmosphere outside had been frozen. They couldn't help but look at each other strangely
. Liu Wei got up to open the door to see what was going on.

There were two policemen standing outside the door, about to knock. Behind them were Mei Xiangnan's mother and a group of
friends who had come to congratulate them, all looking on with puzzled eyes.

When Liu Wei saw that they were policemen, she was also startled and hurriedly turned to look at Mei Xiangnan. Mei Xiangnan also looked very confused
, but in her heart, she felt a sinking feeling, as if she had been inexplicably pulled.

"Hello, are you Ms. Mei Xiangnan?" one of the policemen asked politely.

"Yes, I am. And you? You must be Jia Mu's colleagues?" Mei Xiangnan suddenly seemed to remember something and asked with
a relaxed expression.

"Jia Mu? Yes, Jia Mu's colleagues. We're from the branch office," one of the policemen replied quickly. "My
surname is Qin, and my name is Qin Jing. This is my colleague, Lu Min. May I ask if you are Jia Mu's...?"

"I'm Jia Mu's sister-in-law." Mei Xiangnan's face flushed slightly, but she felt much more relaxed. The doubt she had
just disappeared, and she couldn't hide her heartfelt happiness.

"Jia Mu's sister-in-law? Then she's our sister-in-law too." Qin Jing pulled the policeman named Lu Min aside and
said to Mei Xiangnan, "Sister-in-law, congratulations on your marriage." The two policemen bowed respectfully to Mei Xiangnan.

Mei Xiangnan hurriedly returned the greeting and asked, "Why are you here? Where is Jiamu?"

"Sister-in-law, can we have a few words alone?" Qin Jing stepped forward and whispered to Mei Xiangnan.

Mei Xiangnan was somewhat puzzled, but still let the two policemen into the house, gestured for Liu Wei to leave, and smiled at everyone,
saying, "It's nothing, it's nothing, they're Jia Mu's colleagues." Then she closed the door.

"Is there something wrong?" Mei Xiangnan looked at the two policemen, feeling a little uneasy.

Qin Jing and Lu Min exchanged glances, and Qin Jing coughed before asking, "Teacher Mei,
do you know Gao Bing?"

"Gao Bing?" Mei Xiangnan felt a "boom" in her head, and her body experienced an extremely
nauseating spasm; her face turned pale.

"Gao Bing escaped from Liumahe Prison in Xinjiang. The police found a diary on Gao Bing's bed,
and ... it contained some hateful words about you. Of course... Gao Bing will be caught sooner or later... Currently, his whereabouts
are unknown." This time, Lu Min was sitting in a chair, speaking to the panicked Mei Xiangnan.

It was clear that Lu Min was trying her best to find some words to comfort Mei Xiangnan, but judging from
the change , Lu Min's idea was in vain.

"Why did you let him escape? Why didn't you catch him?" Mei Xiangnan
muttered .

"We'll do our best," Qin Jing said, rubbing his hands together. Looking into Mei Xiangnan's eyes, he felt his words were
so empty. After thinking for a moment, he continued, "We only realized it was your wedding day when we got to your door.
We could have told you about it another day, but it's our duty. We hope you'll understand, sister-in-law." After Qin Jing
finished speaking , he and Lu Min stood up, preparing to leave.

Mei Xiangnan opened the door to let them out, then slammed it shut. She leaned weakly against the door, her body
slowly sliding to the ground. The joy on her face was gone, replaced by a deathly pale expression.

Her eyes were wide open, but her gaze was unfocused. Her past life felt like a nightmare, one she had tried to convince herself it was just a nightmare. But with the mention of
Gao Bing's name, the
cruel again laid bare before her. Faced with everything that had happened, she 　　felt utterly powerless, her
eyes wide with fear, trembling like a fledgling bird caught in a storm.

**************** ... 【11-14】Don't Talk to Strangers 4 (Adapted from the TV series of the same name) Author: lihuanoil Published on: Lamb, Coast, Romance 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(Part 4) 　　Mei Xiangnan's eyes were glazed over, and her thoughts gradually drifted uncontrollably back to the afternoon twelve years ago when the nightmare began. 　　It was a bright and sunny afternoon, with no sign of the nightmare starting. In early spring, the air was humid, and a gentle breeze caressed people's faces, bringing indescribable comfort. Spring returned to the earth, and red flowers and green grass awakened from their winter slumber, adorning the world with beauty. 　　Fifteen-year-old Mei Xiangnan was looking at a note with a flushed face. It read: 　　Mei Xiangnan: 　　Hello, I have something I'd like to talk to you about at the back of the school. Can you come over? 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Gao Bing 　　was her classmate and a topic of conversation among many girls. Not only was he tall handsome, but he was also an excellent student, having won a major prize in the provincial math competition. Most importantly, he was a fantastic basketball player, the epitome of Rukawa Kaede in the eyes of many girls who had watched Slam Dunk. 　　This note was left on her desk by Gao Bing as he ran out. When she picked it up and read its contents, her face flushed red, and her heart pounded. At their age, if a girl was seen alone , it would be the subject of gossip. 　　Mei Xiangnan sat there blankly, unsure of what to do. She and Gao Bing didn't usually interact much. Although Gao Bing was popular with his classmates, he had a certain arrogance, and Mei Xiangnan didn't like being chased around by other girls all the time. However, she couldn't help but pay more attention to him because people often talked about him. 　　Gao Bing usually didn't have any scandals in this regard, so why did he suddenly ask to meet her today? Mei Xiangnan was puzzled. Then she thought, maybe he really had something he couldn't tell her in the classroom, so he asked to meet outside. She should go and see. 　　Mei Xiangnan had a small, cherry-like mouth with thin lips, and a pair of large, watery eyes. Her eyelashes were long and blinked with a kind of intelligence. She had long, flowing hair, and her walk exuded an elegance that other girls lacked. Today, she wore a red coat and a black culotte, which made her look even more beautiful. 　　When Mei Xiangnan arrived at the hilltop, she saw Gao Bing anxiously waiting among the trees. She knew her face must be burning red, as she could feel the heat on her cheeks. 　　"Gao Bing," Mei Xiangnan called softly, as if it were the buzzing of a mosquito. 　　As if telepathically connected, Gao Bing immediately turned around, saw Mei Xiangnan, smiled broadly, and said, "Mei Xiangnan, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting anxiously." 　　Mei Xiangnan saw him waving at her, looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then walked over , asking as she went, "Gao Bing, what's the matter that you called me here?" 　　Gao Bing's face flushed instantly. He hadn't expected Mei Xiangnan to get straight to the point. All the prepared remarks he had just made in his mind vanished. His face turned bright red, his mouth agape, but he didn't know what to say. How could someone as proud and unruly as himself be so flustered? 　　Mei Xiangnan hadn't expected her words to make Gao Bing so embarrassed. She couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Is there some kind of conspiracy? You look so nervous." 　　Looking at Mei Xiangnan's radiant smile, Gao Bing felt a surge of warmth in his heart and his courage grew. The words involuntarily burst out: "I... I like you."

Mei Xiangnan was laughing at Gao Bing when he suddenly said something to her. She immediately covered her
mouth with her hand, her heart pounding. She looked down at her toes and felt even more embarrassed.

Having spoken his true feelings, Gao Bing became much more natural. Seeing Mei Xiangnan's expression, he assumed she
was shy and hesitant to speak. Emboldened, he stepped forward, grabbed Mei Xiangnan's small hand, and said, "
Mei Xiangnan, I've always really liked you. I know you've secretly liked me too. Let's be friends
!"

Caught off guard, Mei Xiangnan struggled to break free, shouting, "Let go of me! I do
n't like you!"

To be honest, Mei Xiangnan herself didn't know what she truly felt for Gao Bing. What young girl
doesn't yearn for love? However, the teachings of her parents and teachers prevented her from crossing any boundaries. At home, she had always been a
well-behaved girl, suppressing even a tiny spark of desire within her heart. Now, with Gao Bing
holding her hand, she felt even more flustered.

Gao Bing held onto her hand tightly, pulling her closer to him, and said, "
Mei Xiangnan , I really like you so much. I dream about you every night."

Gao Bing himself didn't know why he had fallen for Mei Xiangnan without realizing it. He had no
shortage of girls around him, but he wasn't interested in any of them. Perhaps it was Mei Xiangnan's aloofness that attracted his
attention .

He hadn't felt anything before, but one day Mei Xiangnan took a day off from class, and he found himself
feeling . That night, he even dreamed about Mei Xiangnan, and what was even more embarrassing
was that he woke up to find his underwear soaked with a fishy smell. From then on, he found
himself increasingly concerned about Mei Xiangnan, and today he finally couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to confess his feelings to her.

Mei Xiangnan braced herself against his chest, struggling violently, and cried out angrily, "
Let go! Don't do this! If you keep doing this, I'll never speak to you again!"

She disliked Gao Bing's rough treatment of her. He was gripping her hand so tightly it hurt,
his eyes wide, breathing heavily. The usually refined Gao Bing had suddenly become like a beast
, filling her with a secret fear.

Gao Bing was also panting heavily. He felt increasingly agitated. Why
wasn't this what he had expected? Why wasn't Mei Xiangnan listening to him properly, but instead struggling desperately?

Mei Xiangnan struggled, but she couldn't break free from Gao Bing's tight grip on her hand. She was even being pulled
closer to him. In desperation, she raised her hand and slapped him hard.

A crisp "smack" rang out as Mei Xiangnan delivered a heavy slap to Gao Bing's face. Her own hand
stung from the impact. For a moment, both of them were stunned.

Gao Bing released his grip blankly, his cheek burning. He rubbed the gradually rising
finger mark , his eyes revealing a pained yet fierce glint.

Mei Xiangnan looked at her hand, stammering, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I... I told you
to let go, I really didn't mean to."

Gao Bing didn't speak. He squinted one eye, licked his dry lips, and
his expression suddenly turned somewhat evil.

Gao Bing had always gotten whatever he wanted, and no one had ever dared to lay a finger on him. Today, he
confessed to a girl but got slapped in the face. If word got out, he'd be laughed at. How could he do this? He had
to subdue her! A fire gradually burned in Gao Bing's heart.

Mei Xiangnan looked at Gao Bing's expression and felt increasingly frightened. The sky gradually darkened
, and the surroundings were quiet, without a single person in sight. She hurriedly said, "It's getting late, I have to go back
." She turned to leave.

Seeing Mei Xiangnan about to leave, Gao Bing, in a panic, grabbed her slender waist from behind, shouting excitedly,
"Don't go! I want you to hear me say it, I like you!"

Mei Xiangnan's hair swayed, releasing a fragrant aroma. Gao Bing smelled it, his expression becoming somewhat dazed.
Holding Mei Xiangnan's body, so soft and supple, a thousand times more real than in a dream, his
arms trembled with nervousness, yet he held her tightly.

Mei Xiangnan was even more frightened, her voice trembling with tears, she hissed, "Let go of me! What are you doing? Let
go!" She grabbed Gao Bing's hands that were tightly wrapped around her waist, pulling them away forcefully.

Gao Bing's breathing grew increasingly rapid. He suddenly felt a surge of fear. What was he doing? What if Mei
Xiangnan told someone? He couldn't let her get away like this.

His fingers were aching from being pried open, but he wouldn't let go, desperately shaking Mei Xiangnan's body,
shouting, "Don't move, don't move, okay?"

Mei Xiangnan was dizzy from being shaken and couldn't pry his hands open anymore. In her panic, she raised her foot and stomped
hard on Gao Bing's foot.

Gao Bing cried out in pain, and in his extreme agony, he forcefully pushed Mei Xiangnan's body
aside , causing her to fall to the ground. She hopped on one leg, shaking off the foot that had been stepped on.

Mei Xiangnan fell heavily to the ground, her skirt billowing in the wind, revealing a pink pair of panties. She
hurriedly pressed her skirt down and crawled on the ground, trying to run away.

Gao Bing, ignoring his own foot pain, jumped over and, in his haste, grabbed Mei
Xiangnan 's ankles, dragging her backward.

Mei Xiangnan lay on the ground, desperately clawing at herself, trying to grab onto something to steady herself, but
all she could find were clumps of newly sprouted grass. Terrified, she cried out, "Help!
Help ! Someone help!" But no one answered her; only the night wind gently caressed her.

Night gradually fell, and the surrounding silence emboldened Gao Bing, but Mei Xiangnan's
cries for help almost scared him to death. He quickly lay down, draped himself over Mei Xiangnan's back, and covered
her , saying fiercely, "Go ahead and scream! Let people see us like this, and see
how you, Mei Xiangnan, will ever face anyone again!"

This worked; Mei Xiangnan dared not scream anymore. Her face was already covered in tears.
Sobbing, she pleaded, "Gao Bing, please let me go! I won't tell anyone, please,
let me go!"

Gao Bing hesitated, lying on top of Mei Xiangnan. Things had developed in ways he hadn't
anticipated If he kept Mei Xiangnan, what would happen? Should he let her go? But lying on her body felt so
comfortable; he didn't want to leave at all. Besides, what if Mei Xiangnan told someone?

Mei Xiangnan's crying irritated Gao Bing, and he snapped, "Stop crying! My
head is spinning! Let me think!"

Gao Bing lay there, pondering, finding a solution difficult. Mei Xiangnan sobbed beneath him, her
body writhing, her skin rubbing against his through his clothes—it felt wonderful. The night wind was blowing, and it was already a bit chilly,
but Mei Xiangnan 　　's body　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　was getting hotter and hotter.

********** ... 　　Gao Bing was thrown to the side, but he jumped up with his hands on the ground. Mei Xiangnan's repeated attempts to escape really angered him . He took two steps forward and kicked Mei Xiangnan in the waist. 　　Mei Xiangnan stumbled and fell to the ground again. She turned around, sat down, and stared at Gao Bing with terrified eyes, still pleading, "Gao Bing, let me go. It's getting late, I'll get scolded if I go home." 　　Gao Bing kicked her in the chest again, making Mei Xiangnan stagger. He cursed viciously, "I told you not to run away, I told you not to run away!" 　　His voice suddenly became sorrowful, as if he were accusing something. He kicked Mei Xiangnan's body while shouting, "Tell me, why do you have to run away? Tell me, why won't you let me like you?" 　　Mei Xiangnan was even more frightened. Gao Bing had become so unfamiliar and vicious, and she was like a fish trapped in a net, unable to escape. 　　She shielded herself from Gao Bing's kick with her hands, sobbing mournfully, "Don't kick me, don't kick me , I won't run away." 　　Her hair was disheveled, stained with the grass she had ripped out by the roots, her face streaked with black and white , covered in tears and dirt, and her clothes were filthy. What was once a beautiful girl had become so tragically wretched. 　　Gao Bing looked at Mei Xiangnan, trembling like a weak lamb, and felt a surge of satisfaction . He suddenly remembered a saying: "Take your whip and go find a woman." Women, why are they always so disobedient at first? To make a woman obedient, you must completely conquer her. 　　Gao Bing suddenly felt a thrill of conquest. He wanted to shatter Mei Xiangnan's pride. How dare she reject his confession, how dare she disregard him? He would teach her a lesson. 　　He squatted down in front of Mei Xiangnan, suddenly smiled, and scrutinized his prey with a satisfied look , deciding where to begin. 　　Mei Xiangnan stopped pleading. She suddenly found Gao Bing terrifying. His eyes held a desire to devour her. She felt her clothes couldn't withstand his piercing gaze, goosebumps rose on her skin, and she instinctively curled up into a ball. Gao Bing watched her silently, making no move, but his body trembled 　　uncontrollably . Gao Bing felt a voice inside his body constantly urging him, "Go up, conquer her, go up !" Although another voice said, "No, you can't do this," that voice grew fainter and fainter, eventually fading away. 　　The air seemed to freeze, suffocating them, and even the night wind seemed afraid to disturb them, slowing its pace as it blew past. The surrounding trees were still, as if anticipating something, foreshadowing something. 　　Mei Xiangnan held her breath, her face flushed, until finally, she couldn't help but let out a long, drawn-out "Mmm..." 　　The silence was shattered by that gasp. As if hearing a battle cry, Gao Bing leaped up , like a tiger pouncing on a lamb, and pinned Mei Xiangnan to the ground. 　　Mei Xiangnan struggled against him in fear, but Gao Bing's strength was now extraordinary, and he showed no mercy. Mei Xiangnan felt unbearable pain from his gripping, her strength draining away unnoticed . Gao Bing grew heavier and heavier on top of her, becoming increasingly overwhelming. 　　Gao Bing bit his lip tightly, prying Mei Xiangnan's flailing hands apart, twisting them behind her back, and pressing his knee firmly against her waist, pinning her to the ground, where she struggled but could not move. 　　Mei Xiangnan cried weakly, the wind rustling the leaves, but no one came to her rescue. Even the moon, which had just peeked out from the sky, was horrified by the scene and hurriedly tore a cloud to cover itself. 　　Gao Bing felt Mei Xiangnan's strength waning. He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, and with his other hand, trembling, he lifted her shirt from behind and reached inside. 　　Mei Xiangnan felt something cold and snake-like wriggling inside her back. With a sudden surge of strength, she shook off Gao Bing's hand and tried to get up, pushing herself up. 　　But Gao Bing's knees were so strong, pressing against her back, almost suffocating her. 　　Gao Bing grabbed Mei Xiangnan's hair and pulled her head back. He leaned close to her ear and said in a trembling voice, "Mei Xiangnan, no one can save you today. I will never let you go. Let's just do it once. If you don't resist, we can finish quickly and go home sooner."

Overwhelmed with fear, Mei Xiangnan's eyes were glazed over, and she kept murmuring, "Let me
go home , let me go home."

The fifteen-year-old girl's skin was soft and smooth, and Gao Bing's hand slowly caressed it. Her watery skin
ignited a burning heat within him. His hand moved up Mei Xiangnan's ribs, trembling as he touched her breasts.

Mei Xiangnan's breasts were completely covered by a bra; she was already somewhat conscious of her appearance and deliberately wore a
bra that made her breasts appear very firm.

Gao Bing pushed the bra aside, but as if afraid of disturbing the two small, sleeping orbs within,
he gently touched the edges with his fingertips. Mei Xiangnan's breasts were soft and yielding. He lost all patience and grabbed
one, holding it tightly in his hand.

"Mom!" Mei Xiangnan cried out, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit. Shame made her want to
fall into a deep sleep forever. She desperately wished this was just a nightmare, but she was awake. She instinctively
called for her mother, because a mother is a girl's eternal protector, but this time her mother wouldn't
be .

Gao Bing greedily kneaded her budding breasts, inhaling the faint
, virginal fragrance emanating from Mei Xiangnan's skin. Mei Xiangnan felt as if her breasts were about to be ripped off, being pulled violently
.

Gao Bing, panting heavily, opened his mouth, wanting to kiss Mei Xiangnan's lips. Mei Xiangnan desperately turned her face away, so
Gao Bing could only press his lips against her face, licking her cheek with his tongue.

Mei Xiangnan cried pitifully, "Waaah...", desperately twisting her face and shrinking her body, trying to
break free from Gao Bing, but she was already exhausted from fear, and all her struggles were futile. Instead, in the struggle
, her body twisted and rubbed against Gao Bing, giving him a strange pleasure.

Gao Bing felt his penis pressing increasingly uncomfortably against his crotch, but he still had a trace
of hesitation in his heart. Should he really continue?

He pulled his hand out of Mei Xiangnan's clothes, intending to unbutton her shirt, but
Mei Xiangnan resisted with a combination of grabbing and kicking. Gao
Bing was even more enraged by the unexpected strength of this seemingly frail girl's resistance; Mei Xiangnan's resistance fueled his rage.

He grabbed Mei Xiangnan's hair and slammed her head hard against the ground, twisting her face in agony,
making her see stars and her ears ring.

Gao Bing dragged her hair, twisted one of her arms, and impatiently scolded, "Why are you
resisting Let's have a proper time, okay? From now on, you can be my girlfriend if you want, or I
won't force you anymore, alright?"

Mei Xiangnan had always been a pampered girl at home and had never suffered such torment. Her consciousness gradually became muddled.
She only saw Gao Bing's mouth moving, but she didn't know what he was saying. She even forgot who he was and
what she was doing.

Gao Bing took the opportunity to tear open Mei Xiangnan's top, exposing her white chest and
abdomen gently touched Mei Xiangnan's body a couple of times, but then hurriedly withdrew his hand and went to unbutton his own pants.

He desperately wanted to strip naked, but the more he tried, the harder it became. He finally
released his grip on Mei Xiangnan's hair, and only then could he slowly untangle his hands.

Mei Xiangnan lay on the ground, her eyes swollen from crying, her face a patchwork of black and white, her hair a
tangled mess, and her forehead swollen from the impact. Her upper garment was torn open, revealing the girl's delicate
skin. Her bra was pushed up, barely covering half of her breasts, which trembled like frightened rabbits
.

She was curled up, covered in dirt, her skirt crumpled and bunched between her legs, revealing
half of her fair thighs, a captivating allure.

Mei Xiangnan seemed to have forgotten about escaping. She mumbled something, but no sound came out. Only occasionally
would she sniffle and let out a sob.

Gao Bing took off his pants, not even bothering to take off his shirt, and knelt down to try and spread Mei Xiangnan's legs.
Mei Xiangnan 's legs instinctively tensed up. In a fit of anger, Gao Bing slapped Mei Xiangnan's buttocks hard
.

Mei Xiangnan's body jolted, her body arched, but Gao Bing spread her legs. He didn't even bother
to admire Mei Xiangnan's girlish thighs, and pulled down her panties.

Mei Xiangnan seemed to be still in her own dream. The wind made her legs feel a little cool, and she wanted to pull
back , forgetting to resist anymore.

Her vulva was beautiful, like a newly developed flower bud, still in its infancy, just beginning to grow sparse,
fine hairs. The girl's body was like the earth in early spring, just awakening. Her two delicate labia were still
tightly closed, not allowing anyone to peek into the fragrance inside.

Gao Bing used one hand to hold his penis, trying a few times but unable to pry open the labia, unable to insert it.
He simply used his other hand's thumb and forefinger to pry open her labia, thrusting his hips forward. He felt
a sharp pain as his penis was scraped open, already inside her tight, tender vagina.

"Mommy!" Mei Xiangnan let out a heart-wrenching scream, her body jerking violently. Gao Bing quickly
pressed her down.

The knife-like pain finally roused Mei Xiangnan from her self-numbing state, but she was faced
with an even more unbearable reality. The pain turned her lips white, and tears welled
up in her eyes again. She no longer had the strength to cry out, nor the strength to resist.

Humiliation? It was no longer just a feeling of shame; Mei Xiangnan felt like a fish being
slaughtered , yet still fully conscious, the knife cutting into her body again and again, while she could only wait for the slaughter
to end.

Gao Bing panted heavily, thrusting his penis rapidly. At first, there was some pain, but
the pleasure of penetrating the tight vagina made him feel no pain; he simply pulled his penis out and
thrust it in .

His mouth was wide open, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, the muscles on his cheeks twitching, looking so
vicious, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

This was also his first time, and he had no idea to slow down the pace to allow Mei Xiangnan to adjust. Instead, Mei Xiangnan's pained
expression and pitiful groans only excited him more. Was this the thrill of conquering?

As his penis thrust, the virgin's blood splattered onto the surrounding ground, mingling with the dust.
The tearing pain in her lower body, coupled with the humiliation of being violated, finally caused Mei Xiangnan to faint, just as she had hoped.

Gao Bing, however, seemed oblivious. Mei Xiangnan's unconscious body was dragged and
twisted , her face still bearing the pain she had shown before fainting.

Just as Gao Bing was thrusting with great vigor, he suddenly felt an electric-like pleasure surge through his penis. He
abruptly grabbed Mei Xiangnan's thigh, his nails digging deeply into her delicate skin. With the force, several
punctures broke the skin, drawing out faint beads of blood.

Gao Bing withdrew his penis, which gradually shrank after ejaculating, but the surface was covered
with Mei Xiangnan's virgin blood.

He quickly dressed, looking at Mei Xiangnan lying unconscious on the ground, violated, and suddenly felt
a fear. He covered his face with his hands, unable to believe that he had done what he was doing.

Suddenly remembering something, he trembled and reached his hand to Mei Xiangnan's nose, feeling her faint
breath, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, without caring about Mei Xiangnan on the ground, he stumbled away like a madman.

Mei Xiangnan slowly opened her eyes, looking at the bright sky dotted with stars, the moon appearing and
disappearing . Suddenly, she cried out in a hoarse voice, like a cuckoo crying blood, "No..."

(Note: The cuckoo crying blood comes from the legend of Emperor Wang. It is said that Emperor Wang, the ruler of Shu during the late Zhou Dynasty, was named Du Yu.
He later abdicated and retired, but unfortunately, his kingdom fell and he died. After his death, his soul transformed into a bird, crying bitterly in late spring until blood flowed from its mouth. Its
mournful and sorrowful voice touched the hearts of all, hence the name cuckoo. It is also called Du Yu, and because its cry sounds like "not as good as returning home," it is also called
the cuckoo . The cuckoo flower is said to be stained with the blood of the cuckoo. Later generations used the cuckoo crying blood to symbolize sorrow and bitterness, or often as
a metaphor for the pain of separation.)

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【11-18】Don't Talk to Strangers 6 (Adapted from the TV series of the same name) Author: lihuanoil Published on: Lamb, Coast, Romance 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(VI) ********************************************************************** 　　Foreword: I am very grateful to see that two great readers have commented on my article today! If you brothers have any opinions on my article, you can reply directly in the comments section below the article. We can exchange opinions. Thank you all! 　　Introduction: Twelve years ago, Mei Xiangnan was raped by Gao Bing. However, twelve years later, on the day of Mei Xiangnan's wedding, Gao Bing reappeared. How will they get entangled? ********************************************************************** 　　Mei Xiangnan leaned against the door, trapped in her own nightmare, whispering, "No...no..." Her face turned deathly pale, all trace of joy gone. 　　"Bang, bang," a careful knock sounded on the door. Mei Xiangnan awoke with a start from her daze. She quickly stood up , looking around in confusion, only to realize she was trapped in her memories again. Calming her racing heart, she opened the door a crack. 　　Liu Wei squeezed in from outside and was startled to see Mei Xiangnan's pale face. She hurriedly asked, "Xiao Nan, what happened? You, why do you look so haggard?" 　　"Gao Bing, Gao Bing..." Mei Xiangnan said as she saw Liu Wei walk in, as if speaking to Liu Wei, but also as if talking to herself . She wanted to say more, but it was as if all the words were choked by these two words, and she could only repeat "Gao Bing" over and over again. 　　"Xiao Nan," Liu Wei hurriedly hugged Mei Xiangnan, lowering her voice to ask urgently, "What happened to Gao Bing ?" 　　"He escaped from prison! He's coming for me! That devil!" Mei Xiangnan clung tightly to Liu Wei, as if she were a lifeline in her drowning, someone who would sink back into the endless stagnant water if she let go. 　　"Gao Bing escaped from prison?" Liu Wei was also shocked upon hearing this news. She quickly and gently patted Mei Xiangnan's back to calm her down, saying, "It's okay, Xiao Nan, it's okay, he won't find you." 　　"No, he will find me. For all these years, he's been grinning at me in my dreams. It's terrifying." Mei Xiangnan involuntarily closed her eyes, her body trembling. 　　Liu Wei couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Why are women ultimately the weaker sex? Mei Xiangnan, such a simple girl, has to endure so much pain inside. She couldn't help but think of herself. On the surface, she always appeared strong and cheerful, but who knew the pain she carried behind her back? Marriage? With whom? Men are all beasts in human skin. 　　Liu Wei suddenly remembered something and asked, "Did you tell the police about what happened back then?" 　　Mei Xiangnan opened her eyes, revealing a pained expression, and said, "No, I don't want to cause another uproar. I just want a quiet life, I just want a little peace." 　　Liu Wei cautiously asked, "Then, do An Jia and he know?" 　　Mei Xiangnan shook her head and gave a bitter smile: "No, I didn't mean to hide it." " What? I'm just afraid he'll get hurt. I really want to completely forget the past and live quietly with him, just like everyone else." 　　Liu Wei closed her eyes tightly, then tilted her head back and took a deep breath, looking at Mei Xiangnan and saying, "Xiao Nan, listen to me, you have to be happy today, forget everything that just happened, forget it all. For your mother, for An Jiahe whom you love, be happy, be happy, okay?"

Mei Xiangnan nodded heavily, her expression gradually calming down, but
tears still welled in her eyes. Liu Wei tenderly wiped them away.

An Jiahe walked out of the operating room, filled with joy. A nurse hurriedly brought him the clothes that had been prepared beforehand.
Outside, a group of reporters were waiting to interview him, as he had
performed surgery on a soldier injured while saving someone.

People surrounded him, wanting to ask him a few words. An Jiahe hurriedly parted the crowd and approached the bridal car that was already waiting to take him to
the wedding venue.

A reporter hurriedly called out, "Dr. An, today is your wedding day, yet you're here saving
patients . What are you thinking? Just say one sentence!"

An Jiahe was about to get into the car when he paused, turned back with a smile, and said, "I miss my bride!"

The busy day finally came to an end. After seeing off their relatives and friends, Mei Xiangnan and An Jiahe began to enjoy
their own quiet world.

Mei Xiangnan turned off the main light and turned on the pale yellow wall lamp. The bridal chamber was instantly filled with soft and warm
light, possessing an alluring and mysterious atmosphere.

Mei Xiangnan sat down on the bed, looking at An Jiahe and smiling, "Ah, finally some peace and quiet. These people really
know how to make a scene!"

An Jiahe approached her, but didn't speak, only smiling as he looked at his beautiful bride before him. This
woman would belong entirely to him tonight; he had waited a long time for this day.

Under An Jiahe's undisguised gaze, Mei Xiangnan felt her body heat up again. Her
face flushed slightly, and she opened her arms, tilting her head back, her red lips slightly parted in longing.

An Jiahe bent down, also opening his arms to encircle
Mei , his tongue eagerly darting into her mouth.

Mei Xiangnan frowned slightly. An Jiahe had been forced to drink quite a bit today, and his breath reeked
of alcohol. However, under An Jiahe's passionate kiss, the smell gradually became less unpleasant,
instead arousing her desire. She sucked on An Jiahe's lips and tongue even more forcefully.

Suddenly, An Jiahe's arms tightened, pinning Mei Xiangnan down onto the bed. His usually composed
breathing became rapid as he forcefully sucked on Mei Xiangnan's fragrant tongue.

Mei Xiangnan breathed heavily. An Jiahe's forceful pressure made her back ache, and her mouth
was filled with his tongue, making her feel as if she were being crushed by him.

An Jiahe kissed Mei Xiangnan's lips, nose, eyes, and forehead with almost savage passion. His long-
dormant desire was ignited; he desperately wanted to leave his
unique .

Mei Xiangnan lay there, lost in ecstasy, her eyes slightly closed, immersed in happiness. She was proud of how she had
so aroused An Jiahe's desire. What woman wouldn't want her man to love her
body? An Jiahe's broad chest gave her a feeling of being enveloped, and this was
the chest she would rest in for the rest of her life.

An Jiahe's hands slowly moved over her body, and as they moved, Mei Xiangnan's clothes
gradually slipped off her body and fell to the ground.

When Mei Xiangnan was completely naked, An Jiahe took a step back,
gently admiring the exquisitely sculpted body before him as he undressed himself.

Mei Xiangnan, no longer feeling An Jiahe's heat, slightly opened her eyes, only to be met
with his ambiguous gaze. Startled, she covered her chest with her hands, rolled onto the bed, and shyly
lay on her side facing inwards, too shy to look at An Jiahe.

An Jiahe slowly undressed himself, gently climbed onto the bed, placed his hands on Mei Xiangnan's waist, and
pressed his body against her back. He was long past the stage
of ; although he desired Mei Xiangnan's body, he still possessed ample patience.

Mei Xiangnan's body trembled slightly as she felt that scorching heat again. She
waited An Jiahe to break down her last line of defense. Her long, dark hair cascaded down, covering her shoulders, making her skin
appear even whiter.

As her hair swayed gently, An Jiahe's hand slid up her delicate skin, slowly moving to her chest,
lingering tentatively near her breasts.

Mei Xiangnan seemed to shift her body slightly, pressing closer to An Jiahe's chest, revealing the cleavage of her
breasts . Her breasts, like her, seemed shy, their white skin tinged with a
delightful pink.

Her nipples were small, like newly ripened red dates, still somewhat hard, yet swaying their heads, beckoning
one to take them into their mouth and savor their taste.

An Jiahe turned Mei Xiangnan's body a little more, grasped one of her round breasts, opened
his mouth , and breathed on the small date, trying to create a scene of mist swirling around a mountain peak.

Mei Xiangnan felt her breathing become increasingly tense, her nipples tickling from the breath, and her body was filled with
an unprecedented, intense desire—a desire for An Jiahe to enter her body soon, a desire for An Jiahe
to envelop every inch of her skin, every tiny corner.

Today, she was going to give herself completely to the only man she loved in her life.
She had always admired An Jiahe's composure, but now she felt a little shy and flustered.

An Jiahe finally turned Mei Xiangnan's body around, lowered his head, and gently touched Mei Xiangnan
's nipple with the tip of his tongue, as if to test whether it was safe to eat. The precision was like the position where he would place the scalpel when performing surgery on a patient in
the operating room .

An Jiahe's heart was also filled with an irrepressible desire, but he also had a sense of
pleasure in reaping the fruits of victory. From the moment he was introduced to Mei Xiangnan, he fell in love with this gentle and beautiful woman. She
possessed the indelible natural qualities of Chinese women: kindness, innocence, and gentleness. What he valued most
was that even when Mei Xiangnan was deeply moved by him, she always maintained her own boundaries. Such
women are becoming increasingly rare in today's society.

Mei Xiangnan was more than ten years younger than him, so his feelings for her were a mixture of many factors. At
his age, it might be laughable to simply say "I love you," but Mei Xiangnan had indeed rekindled
the desires in his heart—a longing for love and a home. He thought he would never have a home again, but meeting Mei Xiangnan changed everything
.

An Jiahe's tongue gently circled Mei Xiangnan's erect nipple, and a powerful
desire . He wanted to completely possess the woman beneath him; he wanted her to belong only to him. He loved her!

An Jiahe's hands rhythmically kneaded every inch of Mei Xiangnan's skin. As a married doctor,
he was no stranger to women's bodies, but Mei Xiangnan's body aroused a desire to explore.

His hands were so gentle and affectionate, no longer like the hands of a heartless surgeon, but like those
of a great musician playing his beloved instrument.

Mei Xiangnan's body trembled with his playing, her breathing becoming increasingly tense. Her hair covered her
eyes, so her alluring gaze could not be seen, but from her slightly parted, trembling red lips, one could feel her
yearning desire.

An Jiahe grabbed Mei Xiangnan's hand and guided it deep into his abdomen. His tongue,
however slacken, traversing the towering peaks, entering the smooth plains, and then the winding stream…

Mei Xiangnan, whether because of the touch of his own hand or because of being touched, could no longer suppress
the surging emotions. He abruptly sat up, pulled An Jiahe close, hooked his arm around An Jiahe's
shoulder , and frantically kissed him, panting and pleading, "Don't bully me anymore, okay?"

(To be continued)

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Postscript: The plot is still a bit simple, hehe. I focused too much on the details. Ah, what can
I say, I just like smut! Will Mei Xiangnan's wedding night be a happy one? Stay tuned for the next chapter! To
be continued tomorrow.

Also: Please don't mind Liu Wei's words in the text! It's just a joke!

(7)

In the room, under the warm and soft light, An Jiahe and Mei Xiangnan's underwear were scattered on
the ground , and their bodies were tightly intertwined.

An Jiahe continued to tease Mei Xiangnan with his hands while laughing and asking, "What? What did you say?"

"I...I...I want." Mei Xiangnan finally blurted out her desire, unable to bear the shame. She abandoned
her girlish reserve because she felt her body burning. To hell with shyness, why not speak out
boldly ? In front of his dearest loved one,

An Jiahe's hand lingered at the bend of the stream. He couldn't help but marvel once again at the wonders of the Creator
. To create women so beautifully, and yet each person's beauty was unique.

Mei Xiangnan's pubic hair was thick, yet soft, smooth to the touch. A gentle
stream flowed from her tightly closed labia, which appeared so delicate, an
alluring pink, tightly sealing the entrance to her mysterious paradise, giving one
the feeling of being in the mountain but unable to see the cave.

An Jiahe was somewhat dazed; did this beautiful place truly belong to him? He couldn't help but feel a little
ashamed . He was over ten years older than Mei Xiangnan and had been married once before. He truly didn't understand why Mei Xiangnan
had chosen him. Perhaps this was heaven's way of compensating for his infatuation, a special blessing bestowed upon him!

An Jiahe slowly parted the labia with his hand, revealing a small, wriggling opening.
Yes, the stream flowed from here. An Jiahe felt a surge of
joy, like finding a treasure. This was the most precious part of a young girl's body!

The labia were still trying to cover the opening, not wanting anyone to easily disturb the tranquility within. The vaginal
walls writhed gently, the opening slightly opening and closing, as if the covering had been suddenly lifted,
appearing somewhat shy.

Mei Xiangnan moaned softly, spreading her legs even wider. See? See?
What ? She only regretted that he was still just looking there!

An Jiahe once again guided Mei Xiangnan's small hand, making her touch his penis. He wanted her to
feel his virility and also to see her shy beauty again.

The first time Mei Xiangnan touched his penis, she was startled and quickly withdrew her hand. This time, however, she was
much . In all these years, this was the first time she had held a man's penis in her hand.

She seemed afraid of damaging his penis, so she merely pinched its surface with her slender fingers.
Even this made her blush deeply, her heart pounding so hard she felt like she was suffocating.

His penis stood erect before her, a bald head with a tiny slit on top
, its purpose unclear. It trembled between her fingers, the
veins beneath the skin bulging.

An Jiahe's genitals were surprisingly clean, completely hairless. Mei Xiangnan found this odd; although she had never
seen it before , she knew men also had pubic hair.

An Jiahe watched as more and more water flowed from the small hole. Now that her labia were parted, the stream of water
flowed directly down her sides, soaking her pubic hair. His penis, pinched between Mei Xiangnan's
fingers , felt exceptionally good.

He suddenly said to Mei Xiangnan, "Xiao Nan, when we have time someday, let me shave your pubic hair
. That way it'll be clean and hygienic."

Mei Xiangnan's heart fluttered; she felt a surge of excitement for something she had never considered before. Shaving
her pubic hair clean was embarrassing, yet incredibly alluring.

She didn't answer An Jiahe's question, but softly said, "Jiahe, do you remember the old saying? 'A moment of spring night
on the wedding night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!'" (Note: "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold" comes from a poem by Su Dongpo, the original text being:
"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, flowers have fragrance, the moon casts shadows. The sounds of singing and music from the pavilions are faint, the courtyard with swings is deep in the night.")

An Jiahe looked tenderly at Mei Xiangnan and whispered, "Xiao Nan, do you know? You are so beautiful!"

Mei Xiangnan gently squeezed the penis in her hand, while her other hand lifted her hair, revealing her
large, lustful eyes. She laughed and said, "So you're going to watch me all night?"

An Jiahe laughed loudly and said, "Of course not, I'm going to devour you right now." With that,
he flipped Mei Xiangnan onto his body, took her small hand, and guided her to his penis, leading it to the entrance
of her vagina .

Mei Xiangnan took a breath, still a little apprehensive about the penis about to enter her vagina. She gritted
her teeth, her hand trembling as she guided the tip of An Jiahe's penis into her vagina.

An Jiahe breathed hot air into her ear and said, "Xiao Nan, I love you! I will make you happy!" As
he spoke , he lowered his hips, and his penis went all the way in.

Mei Xiangnan let out a long moan, "Mmm..." She opened her red lips, spread her arms, and tightly hugged
An Jiahe's back. Finally, An Jiahe had entered her body. She was finally An Jiahe's
woman , and she suddenly felt a sense of belonging.

Her vagina was filled to the brim with his penis, and Mei Xiangnan felt as if her heart was also filled. Two lines of
clear tears slowly flowed down her cheeks. Are women so easily satisfied?

An Jiahe's brows gradually furrowed. His experience had told him
the truth . He tried his best to suppress the displeasure that arose in his heart, but he still couldn't help but feel
a sense of disgust.

He felt as if he were in an operating room, opening up a patient's abdomen only to discover that
the diagnosis was wrong before even opening it; the patient's abdominal cavity contained a different kind of lesion. For a
surgeon who valued his self-respect above life, this was an intolerable humiliation.

An Jiahe didn't have a strong virginity complex, but he had always thought too highly of Mei Xiangnan.
Mei Xiangnan had always appeared so chaste in front of him, but now it seemed like she was just putting on a show. The intense sense of disappointment
made him angry, but he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Mei Xiangnan keenly sensed An Jiahe's unusual behavior. Although his penis was still throbbing inside her vagina,
An Jiahe's eyes grew colder, his body stiffened, and his caresses lost their
tenderness .

An Jiahe could no longer control his nausea; he felt like he was about to vomit. He had
thought was a gift from God, but upon opening the package, he found it to be nearly rotten garbage. He knew he
was being too extreme, but his pride prevented him from calming the anger within him.

Mei Xiangnan was still unaware of what was happening. She gently stroked An Jiahe's back and asked,
"Jiahe, what's wrong? Are you too nervous?"

An Jiahe didn't speak. He rapidly thrust his penis in and out of Mei Xiangnan's vagina, trying to
forget his shame in the pleasure and reach climax quickly.

Under An Jiahe's fierce thrusts, Mei Xiangnan couldn't help but moan softly, "Mmm...mmm..." Her
voice was so seductive, and her large eyes narrowed as she felt
the pleasure brought by An Jiahe's thrusts.

Men are indeed different from women; men are so full of power. With each of An Jiahe's
thrusts Xiangnan's body swayed, and she arched her hips upwards.

An Jiahe found Mei Xiangnan's alluring voice grating. He suddenly realized he was doing
something incredibly pointless; although he was thrusting his penis vigorously, it was gradually shrinking.

An Jiahe gave up. He could no longer restrain himself and dejectedly slid
off , desperately trying to hide his displeasure.

But at this moment, the woman was more sensitive than any other animal in the world. It was as if
a , stripping her of all pleasure.

Mei Xiangnan went from being filled with pleasure to feeling lost, as if she had been walking on clouds and then suddenly
fallen. Looking at An Jiahe's dejected face, she suddenly seemed to understand something.

At this moment, a woman should not choose shyness, but anger, especially a woman on her wedding night.
She should regard the groom's behavior as
a great .

But Mei Xiangnan was not like that. Although she was also strongly stimulated and felt a sense of
powerless sorrow, she still asked the groom lying beside her with his eyes closed, "Jiahe, what's wrong?"
After asking this question, Mei Xiangnan regretted her question. It was a really foolish question.

An Jiahe lay there silently, a deep sorrow washing over him, as if fate itself were lurking in
some corner, mocking him—the man who should have been the happiest man today.

Mei Xiangnan lay there too, silent, tears streaming down her cheeks. Life was
so full of absurdity, making you feel ridiculous! Just when you thought you had a lifetime of happiness,
it revealed it was all a cruel joke.

Mei Xiangnan silently awaited An Jiahe's volcanic outburst of questions, but a profound sadness clung to
her. Was it her fault? She had done nothing wrong, yet fate had been so cruel to her.

She knew she loved An Jiahe deeply. Mei Xiangnan yearned for love, longed for love, and devoted herself to protecting
love. However, she dared not cultivate love. She was afraid of being hurt again, and afraid that others would not
tolerate her past. She even dared not have a deep relationship with men of similar age.

But the moment she saw An Jiahe, she was captivated by the gentleness in his eyes—
a warmth she had never felt before, making her feel she could trust him.

An Jiahe was a mature and successful man. Mei Xiangnan didn't think there was
anything . On the contrary, she believed that mature men had more experience and would be better able to understand women's difficulties and cherish
their women. Older people are generally more trustworthy. Their facial expressions, behavior, even their every word,
smile, gesture, and movement exude a composed charm and an indescribable allure—something
that young people, though young, can never hope to match.

But did she make another mistake? Or do all men share the same inner conflict?
Why is it so difficult to be a woman?

Looking at Mei Xiangnan silently weeping, An Jiahe really wanted to question someone: Was this really his wedding
night? He felt a pang of heartache for Mei Xiangnan and gently reached out to wipe away her tears.

Unable to hold back her own tears, Mei Xiangnan longed to grasp that hand, bury her lips and cheeks deep
in its warm palm, and pour out everything to An Jiahe. She was carrying her burdens alone;
it was truly exhausting.

But just as she was flustered and undecided, An Jiahe
withdrew , sat up, put on his pajamas, got out of bed and sat 　　on the sofa. Looking at the bride, he said, "Xiangnan, everyone has
their past… I've been married once before, but I… I wasn't sure… Please forgive me just now…
We're doing this for the future… okay …"

**************** ... 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(8) 　　Mei Xiangnan was deeply moved. An Jiahe not only didn't ask her anything, but was also apologizing to her . She held back her tears and said, "Jiahe, I didn't mean to hide anything from you, I..." 　　"You've been busy all day, you should rest early!" An Jiahe coldly interrupted her. 　　"I... I'll heat up some soup for you, you haven't eaten anything all day!" Mei Xiangnan propped herself , wiped her face, not wanting An Jiahe to see her tears, and smiled with red eyes. 　　An Jiahe watched Mei Xiangnan's back, and his heart suddenly ached. Perhaps he really should ask if there was anything hidden, but he didn't want to think about it anymore. 　　He stood up, went into the bathroom, and applied shaving cream around his lips in front of the mirror. Just as he was about to shave , he suddenly remembered something and used the nail clippers lying nearby to pry open the mirror. 　　Behind the mirror was an unpainted wall with a cartoon image of a man and woman smiling foolishly. Next to it was a line of crooked handwriting: "Ten years in a glance, several times my hair has turned white. Zhang Xiaoya, New Year's Day, 1995." 　　An Jiahe stared blankly at the words, his heart filled with mixed emotions, a complex expression in his eyes. 　　He had loved before, and he had hated before, but why? He, An Jiahe, just wanted to find a woman to settle down with, but why were women always so complicated? On the operating table, they were just quiet bodies, but in life, they were all so unpredictable. 　　Just then, Mei Xiangnan called from the living room, "Jiahe, the soup is ready! Come and drink some while it's hot!" 　　An Jiahe finally snapped out of her daze, put on the mirror, turned on the tap, scooped some water to wash off the stubble cream from her lips , and absentmindedly walked out of the bathroom. 　　Mei Xiangnan had already washed her face, but her eyes were still undeniably red and swollen. Seeing An Jiahe come out couldn't help but smile ingratiatingly. She only hoped this night would pass peacefully, regardless of what the future held, but tonight was the most important night of her life as a woman! 　　The room still held a soft light and a warm fragrance, but the owner's mood was completely at odds . An Jiahe kept his head down , sipping his soup. He knew Mei Xiangnan was watching him from across the table, but he didn't look up to say anything or even express anything with his eyes. Only the soft sound of the spoon clinking against the bowl filled the air. 　　It wasn't that An Jiahe didn't want to look up at Mei Xiangnan, nor that he didn't want to say anything. Somehow, an invisible pressure prevented him from raising his head, abruptly blocking his voice. An Jiahe felt ashamed, but he couldn't apologize to Mei Xiangnan; at least, he was powerless to do so now. 　　Silence, a suffocating silence! 　　"Ring ring!" Just then, the phone in the living room rang. Who would call them at this hour, on such ? 　　But An Jiahe and Mei Xiangnan both breathed a sigh of relief, like people trapped in a trap, suddenly rescued just when they were about to give up hope. 　　An Jiahe went over and picked up the receiver: "Hello!" 　　The sound of cars approaching from the road, along with some other dense noise, came through the phone. Surprisingly, the other end remained silent for a moment, then the call was disconnected. 　　An Jiahe fiddled with the receiver, feeling a strange unease. What was going on with this odd phone call? Was it a wrong number? He thought to himself as he hung up. 　　Before An Jiahe could even sit down at his desk, the phone rang again. An Jiahe's first instinct was to look at Mei Xiangnan; Mei Xiangnan, in turn, looked at the hesitant . 　　An Jiahe pushed back his chair and went to the phone, but didn't answer immediately. He patiently watched the ringing phone, the other end urging the homeowner to answer , seemingly determined that if he didn't, the ringing would continue indefinitely. 　　An Jiahe reached for the phone receiver, but just like before, there was only the noise of cars; no one spoke. He felt a surge of anger. Someone was clearly playing a prank . Why was this night so unusual? 　　He stood there quietly, a sudden worry about the future creeping in. The future was no longer in his control; he didn't know what unexpected things life would throw at him next. He bent down and pulled the phone cord out. At least tonight should be peaceful! 　　An Jiahe turned to look at the suspicious Mei Xiangnan, but didn't say much. Instead, he smiled gently and said, "It's so late, you should get some rest!" 　　Mei Xiangnan looked at his expression, sensing nothing unusual. She didn't know who had called, but these two strange phone calls made her heart pound inexplicably, a sudden sense of tension rising within her. 　　An Jiahe got into bed and lay on his side, soon emitting soft, even snores. He...

He was truly exhausted. His initial enthusiasm had been followed by disappointment. He told himself that this would be it; when he
woke up , he would forget everything that had happened and cherish the woman who belonged to him. But he also vowed
never to tolerate another's betrayal!

Mei Xiangnan couldn't fall asleep. She lay motionless on the bed, afraid that any movement would wake An Jiahe
and let him know that she hadn't slept until late at night.

After a busy day, coupled with the recent ordeal, she was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Yet Mei Xiangnan still couldn't sleep, as if tormented by a demon. She dared not think too far ahead, yet she was helplessly drawn back
into the depths of her memories…

Outside the window, a light rain began to fall, then the sound grew louder, the rain pattering against the windowpane.

Gao Bing stood in a phone booth not far from Mei Xiangnan's house, the receiver in his hand emitting an
impatient busy tone. He coldly stared at the window whose lights had just been turned off, listening motionless to
the sound of rain pounding against the phone booth.

During the day, he had restrained himself from storming into An Jiahe's house and disrupting the wedding. He knew that
would be a reckless act, and he would ensure that Mei Xiangnan would never have peace for the rest of her life. He tried to
calm himself; hatred would affect the execution of a perfect plan, and what he couldn't have, he
would never let anyone possess so easily.

A slight smile appeared on Gao Bing's lips. He released the receiver, letting it fall, turned, and walked out of the phone booth
into the vast night.

The next morning, Mei Xiangnan opened her eyes to find An Jiahe quietly watching her. Seeing her
awake, he coughed slightly, trying to hide his discomfort, and said, "Good morning, Xiao Nan!"

Mei Xiangnan could feel the overflowing love in his gaze. She felt as if she were seeing the An
Jiahe she knew before their marriage. She couldn't help but reach out and hug him around the waist, resting her head against his chest.

Mei Xiangnan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help saying, "Jiahe, I..."

An Jiahe took her small hand, placed it on his lips, and kissed it gently. He said, "Xiaonan
, don't say anything. Whatever happened in the past is in the past. From today onwards, it's our
new life. We'll forget the past and live happily together."

Mei Xiangnan hadn't expected that An Jiahe would be such a different person after just one night. Hearing his words, she was deeply
moved . Although she knew that An Jiahe still had some misunderstandings, she didn't want to explain anything further. He was right; the future
was the most important thing. Why burden him with such a heavy burden?

An Jiahe whispered in her ear, "Let's not waste this night!" Mei Xiangnan
blushed, parted her cherry lips slightly, and kissed An Jiahe's lips.

The next day was Sunday. That morning, An Jiahe's colleagues from the hospital all came to his house
to congratulate him. It was clear that An Jiahe was not only the "top" surgeon at the hospital, but he
also got along very well with his colleagues. Men, women, young and old, were all very relaxed and at ease.

Mei Xiangnan was very envious of her husband's friendly relationship with his colleagues. Unlike
her school, where although everyone was happy to get along, many people would deliberately
put on , which made people feel awkward.

Several young nurses from the hospital came into the house and ordered An Jiahe not to let Mei Xiangnan do any
housework ; An Jiahe had to do everything himself.

An Jiahe, of course, protested. The young nurses insisted on a day of feminist activism to quell
male chauvinism. An Jiahe argued that this was a distorted understanding of feminism, but the nurses didn't care, laughing and saying that many truths in the world
today begin with distortion.

An Jiahe, outnumbered, had to surrender. The nurses wanted wine, and An Jiahe
complied Before opening the bottle, he kissed Mei Xiangnan, a gesture that earned their
approval. They finally agreed to help with some chores.

Mei Xiangnan watched them laugh and joking, tidying up the photos scattered on the table, preparing to put them back in the bedroom. But
just as she stepped into the bedroom, the phone rang in the living room.

Mei Xiangnan quickly put the photo into the drawer. Seeing An Jiahe chatting and laughing with someone, she couldn't pay attention to
the phone, which kept ringing. Finally, she went over and picked it up.

There was silence on the other end. Mei Xiangnan was puzzled and gripped
the receiver tightly to her ear, asking cautiously, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

The call continued, but no one answered.

Mei Xiangnan said somewhat angrily, "If you don't say something, I'm hanging up!"

From the other end of the line, she heard a soft sigh, followed by a slightly deep voice saying, "
After , your voice is still so pleasant."

Mei Xiangnan's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her voice and asked in surprise, "Who...who are you?" Actually,
Mei Xiangnan herself felt that such a question was unnecessary, but she still wanted proof that the other person had said who they were
.

"The button on your doorbell is so smooth; touching it feels like stroking your abdomen," the other person said, not
directly answering Mei Xiangnan's question.

Mei Xiangnan panicked, a look of terror crossing her face, her hands trembling uncontrollably.
Fortunately, An Jiahe's colleagues were busy drinking and arguing with him, and no one noticed
the change .

She suppressed her anger and fear, asking in a low voice, "What do you want?"

This devil had finally appeared, and she was no longer the weak woman he had bullied twelve years ago. Although
her body trembled, she still had the courage to resist, and she was no longer alone; she had a
husband who could protect her. Thinking of An Jiahe, Mei Xiangnan's heart tightened. What would An Jiahe do if he found out
about this ?

"I've been in Xiamen for several days now. It's much better here than in Xinjiang. The weather is great, and the air is fresh. This
city has changed a lot. There seem to be many more beautiful women on the streets
now." Gao Bing's voice came through the microphone. He didn't seem like someone who had escaped from prison to seek revenge on Mei Xiangnan. Instead, he sounded like he was chatting with an
old friend .

"What do you want?" Mei Xiangnan couldn't believe this devil would have the leisure to chat, and her
hands were so nervous she could barely hold the phone.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to stay behind you." Gao Bing's words still carried a hint of
tenderness, but unfortunately, these sweet words only made Mei Xiangnan want to cry.

"What exactly do you want?" Mei Xiangnan almost dropped the phone. She braced herself on
the table , feeling her legs going weak and unable to stand.

"Since you can destroy me, you can also save me. But right now, I just want to touch the smooth
doorbell button of your house often to make my memory clearer. That doorbell is as smooth as your skin..." Gao Bing's voice
carried an evil aura.

But before Gao Bing could finish speaking, Mei Xiangnan hung up the phone. She was still unable to calm down, staring at
the phone as if it were a coiled snake, its tongue flicking menacingly at her. A
chill ran through her. Life never unfolds as you imagine; instead, it brings one
surprise after another.

(To be continued)

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Postscript: This is a transitional chapter, not much explicit content. Hopefully, you won't be disappointed, brothers? There will be a little
episode in the next chapter about Liu Wei. I hope you won't want to strangle me when you read it. Hehe!

I also want to ask for your opinions: do you really want to see the fragile Mei Xiangnan being humiliated
? Please leave your comments!

(ix)

Liu Wei walked through the freely opening sensor door and into the high-rise
building filled with sparkling brown glass. Her office was on the seventeenth floor; her company occupied the entire seventeenth floor.
The air conditioning was accompanied by air freshener, so a pleasant fragrance wafted everywhere.
This kind of fragrance is usually felt in foreign consulates, overseas mail, and luxury hotels.

When Liu Wei first started working here, she really fell in love with the atmosphere: civilized, superior,
affluent, and quiet. Even the fierce competition seemed to be conducted under a dignified and civilized etiquette.
But later, Liu Wei realized that this was merely a facade of glamour, concealing an unimaginable filth beneath.

She stuffed her long trench coat and dusty flat shoes into the closet, changed into
a dark gray woolen suit, and donned Italian stilettos. With a composed and elegant gait,
she entered the office, greeting her colleagues with a smile, projecting the image of a capable professional woman.

But just as she sat down, the general manager's secretary, Ms. Zhenzhen,
approached whispered in her ear, "The general manager requests your presence."

Liu Wei frowned. Nothing good had happened so early in the morning, but there was nothing she could do; too many
things always seemed to happen that left her helpless.

Liu Wei stood up, walked to the general manager's door, calmed her breathing, and gently knocked.
A low but authoritative voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Liu Wei went in and closed the door behind her. From the outside, the general manager's office was completely hidden from view
; without the general manager's permission, no one dared to disturb him.

The general manager was probably in his fifties, with jet-black hair, a ruddy complexion, and a very
stern . Seeing Liu Wei enter, he turned his chair to face her, interlaced his fingers
in front of his stomach, and leaned slightly back in the chair, scrutinizing her.

Liu Wei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. As she exhaled,
a charming smile bloomed on her face, and she said in a coquettish voice, "Manager?"

The general manager didn't speak, but instead extended his right little finger and hooked it downwards,
the meaning of which was unclear.

Liu Wei felt a wave of nausea. This old man, with his seemingly respectable appearance, actually
loved making her do this kind of thing for him.

She took two steps forward and knelt down in front of the general manager's chair. Her suit skirt immediately stretched taut,
revealing her round buttocks and the white panties underneath.

The general manager didn't change his posture, leaning back in his chair with a cold smile playing on his lips. This
proud and powerful woman in the eyes of outsiders was as submissive as a docile lamb in his presence.
Women are born to be conquered by men; if you don't give them a bridle, they'll be like
a lion ; if you do, they'll become a lamb.

Liu Wei gently unbuckled the general manager's belt and unzipped his trousers. The general manager raised
his hips , allowing Liu Wei to pull his trousers down to his legs.

His penis was still limp, like a soft worm. Looking at it, Liu Wei felt
a pang of sorrow. This very thing could drive a woman to the brink of death; and it was precisely because men wanted to
satisfy this thing that they devised so many ways to torment women.

Liu Wei had once been filled with hope for life, wishing to one day live with the man she loved
. But fate was always so cruel to women. This
seemingly and trustworthy general manager had drugged and raped her after a banquet.

She cried and frantically tried to rush out to accuse this beast, but he pulled out a
videotape . He had already filmed their encounter. On the screen, Liu Wei
was not only having sex with the general manager, but also with two strange men simultaneously.

Liu Wei watched those men's penises thrusting in and out of her vagina, while she
cried out in pleasure. She felt like the sky was falling. She couldn't believe it, but it was real.

The general manager leered and threatened her, saying that if she reported him, he would have the videotape distributed everywhere,
and he would have many people kidnap her and gang-rape her to death.

Her vision went black, and she fainted. But when she woke up, her heart was cold. She was just a
woman , a lonely woman, a woman who wanted to continue living. She didn't want to die; she wanted to live.
She watched helplessly as heaven opened its eyes and punished these inhuman beasts.

Seeing that she was subdued, the general manager promised she would never leak the videotape or let anyone else
touch her. In return, she had to agree to his demands at any time.

As a result, Liu Wei had more and more evidence against her, and she dared not even entertain the thought of exposing him.
Being with the general manager, she witnessed too many depraved men and women, so she became completely disillusioned with relationships
and no longer trusted men.

She worked tirelessly every day, earning the
nickname . But who could know the unbearable pain behind this facade? She dared not
tell anyone, not even her closest friend, Mei Xiangnan, knew that such
things were happening to her.

The general manager, who had been waiting with his eyes closed for pleasure, noticed nothing happening and curiously opened them. He saw
Liu Wei staring blankly at his penis, her mind already wandering to Java. Enraged, he grabbed
a folder from the table and smashed it over Liu Wei's

head. Liu Wei staggered from the impact and quickly grabbed the general manager's leg to avoid falling. Her
heart was filled with bitterness, but she had to force back her tears and put on a smiling face. The general manager hated it when people
looked miserable while serving him; last time, because of this, he had tormented Liu Wei so much that she couldn't get out of bed for days.

Liu Wei hurriedly clamped the general manager's penis between her palms, gently rubbing it. His penis was soft
, like a lump of dough. Liu Wei was anxious; she'd rather it get hard sooner,
whether through her mouth or her vagina, so the general manager could ejaculate. If it wouldn't get hard, the general manager would find
another way to torment her.

The general manager closed his eyes again, letting Liu Wei rub his penis, enjoying the service of the beautiful woman before him.
At his age, sex was nothing new; rather, this stimulating process gave him greater
psychological satisfaction.

Liu Wei felt her penis gradually harden. She lowered her head, slightly parted her red lips, and gently caressed it in her hands as if it were a
newborn baby, breathing warm air onto the tip.

The general manager felt a pleasant, ticklish sensation and couldn't help but arch his back, lying down a little further.
He thought to himself, "This woman has been trained quite well."

Liu Wei lightly touched the glans with the tip of her tongue, causing the penis in her hand to tremble slightly and retract
. Liu Wei cupped the base of her palms, cupped the penis, and then gently pulled back the foreskin with both thumbs,
exposing the glans.

The general manager was quite particular about personal hygiene; his penis didn't have a particularly unpleasant smell. However,
Liu Wei still couldn't help feeling nauseous. Before the general manager, she had never imagined that a man's penis
could be put in his mouth. Even after being "trained" by the general manager, she was still very uncomfortable. But it was precisely because she wasn't used to
using her mouth the general manager enjoyed seeing her perform oral sex on him—a slightly disgusted yet fearless posture.

Liu Wei looked at the penis in her palm. The general manager's penis wasn't very long; it could be held in one hand.
It was quite thick when erect, but it wasn't fully erect yet.

She took a deep breath, calming the urge to bite him off, and
pressed her tongue against the top of his glans, applying slight pressure. Her tongue began to gently swirl in her mouth.

The general manager couldn't help but inhale deeply, spreading his legs wider.

Liu Wei then pressed her tongue against the edge of his glans, rotating her head to lick it clean. Then,
opening her mouth wide, she inhaled and took his penis into her mouth. She opened her mouth as wide as possible, making sure
his , and also took the scrotum into her mouth with her hand.

The general manager's eyes widened, a blush spreading across his face. He placed his hand on Liu Wei's hair,
stroking her glossy black strands as he watched the beautiful woman before him struggle to swallow his penis, enduring the discomfort.

Liu Wei held her breath until she felt almost suffocated before slowly spitting the penis out of her mouth.
She always used this almost self-torturing method to temporarily forget her shame.

She didn't spit it all out, leaving the glans between her lips, breathing slightly. Her
mouth was bulging, like a beautiful, open trumpet flower, with a thick shaft inserted in the middle. Yet,
the cherry-like lips and the thick penis connected together added a touch of lewdness.

Liu Wei kept her head down, watching the general manager's penis, half-taken into her mouth. She didn't want to see
the conquering pleasure in his eyes. His hand was gently stroking her hair, but it
didn't bring her gentle pleasure; instead, it sent shivers down her spine.

She sighed inwardly, then took his penis deep into her mouth again, burying her head between
his legs and sucking rhythmically. She tried not to let her mind wander.
Did a woman in this situation need to think with her soul? Perhaps ignorance
was bliss.

The general manager stroked her hair with satisfaction, a touch of tenderness in his eyes—
the tenderness of a master for a pet. Liu Wei's small mouth was warm, making his desire gradually burn again.

He turned to look out the window. Outside the window on the seventeenth floor, there was only blue sky and white clouds, with several
tall . Standing high and looking into the distance—that's what a truly successful man does. Thinking of
the crowds of cars below, who would know that above them, a beautiful woman was giving him oral sex?

A slight smile appeared on his lips, a sense of superiority welling up within him. He couldn't help but grab
Liu Wei's hair and begin thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth. A man needs initiative; he needs to
conquer.

Liu Wei moaned softly, feeling increasingly breathless. The penis in her mouth
was no longer under her control, making it difficult for her to keep up. She slightly closed her eyes, her head involuntarily
swaying back and forth.

The general manager's movements gradually quickened. He suddenly sat up, grabbed Liu Wei's
hair , and pressed her head between his legs. His penis trembled in her mouth, and a wave of intense pleasure washed
over his entire body.

Liu Wei choked so hard her eyes rolled back several times, almost fainting. She finally managed
to break free from the general manager's grasp, his penis, trailing long strands of saliva, being pulled from her mouth.

She opened her mouth wide and swallowed several times, but couldn't swallow the semen; instead, she felt nauseous. She picked up a water glass from
the table and spat out the excess semen along the tip of her tongue,
leaving a white streak on the transparent glass. Liu Wei took a couple of breaths, filled the glass with water, tilted her head
back, and drank it all.

(To be continued)

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Postscript: Hehe, consider this a small interlude. It was even crueler for Liu Wei. Since she
's not the main character, we won't let her specifically recall how she was drugged and raped. Brothers, let your imaginations run wild; maybe your
ideas will be even more exciting!

(X)

The general manager watched with great interest as Liu Wei drank all the semen. He wouldn't allow Liu Wei to waste a single drop of
his semen. He remembered the first time, Liu Wei turned around and vomited after drinking the semen
. He immediately found several men, filled a cup with semen, and forced Liu Wei to drink it all.

A sinister smile appeared on his lips. A woman, you have to break all her reserve, and then she
becomes your pet. Given his status, he naturally had no shortage of women, but those women who came at his beck and call
couldn't arouse his interest at all. Only conquering a woman like Liu Wei, full of vitality and with a strong exterior, brought him
greater pleasure.

He initially didn't want to resort to rape, believing that would take away a lot of the fun, but Liu Wei
was completely unmoved by his threats and temptations, which eventually angered him.

Liu Wei wiped the water stains from the corner of her mouth, then bent down and continued to lick the area around the general manager's penis
clean with the tip of her tongue. The penis was now wrinkled and shrunken, looking so ugly.

The general manager stroked her cheek and suddenly said in a very gentle tone, "Go to that cabinet over there
, open it, there's a box inside, it's a gift for you."

Liu Wei's heart skipped a beat. A gift for her? What
good ? A hint of fear flickered in her eyes, and she looked up at the general manager with some confusion.

The general manager's voice was gentle, but his words turned cold: "What, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Liu Wei hurriedly went over, opened the cabinet, and saw a beautifully wrapped shoebox. She couldn't help but feel strange.
Could it be that he really had a good intention and wanted to give her a gift? Or was there some other conspiracy?
What , she couldn't refuse, so she might as well take a look first.

She opened the box and her eyes widened in surprise. Inside was indeed a pair of leather shoes,
and a very expensive one at that. The shoes were reddish-brown with embossed patterns,
long and narrow, with thin, long heels. They looked not only beautiful but also elegant and sophisticated.

Liu Wei had seen similar shoes before and knew they were made entirely of Amazon crocodile skin, and
were incredibly valuable. Why would the general manager suddenly be so kind as to give her these? Seeing

Liu Wei's surprised expression, the general manager was pleased. Women need both a little scolding and a little kindness; that's how you keep them truly obedient. A happy woman is more likely to serve you well. 　　Liu Wei felt immense shame and indignation. What was this? Had she become a prostitute? Selling her dignity and body for material gain. She wanted to smash the box in the general manager's face , but she had already endured all the previous humiliations; what couldn't she bear now? 　　The general manager beckoned Liu Wei to his side, took out a pair of high heels from the box—they felt very high-quality —and, looking at Liu Wei's expressionless face, suddenly had a novel idea. He couldn't help but feel a strong urge to try them on. 　　He patted Liu Wei's buttocks, making her hold onto the desk and stick her buttocks out high. Her uniform was already short, and this deliberate lifting revealed her underwear, which was taut and created a narrow groove between her legs, tightly wrapping her plump, white buttocks. 　　Liu Wei thought the general manager was aroused again, ignoring him, coldly looking out the window. Below, crowds thronged , but how many truly possessed happiness? The civilized city was actually the wildest jungle, where everyone was swallowed up. 　　The general manager carefully pulled down Liu Wei's underwear and pushed her uniform up to her waist. Liu Wei's skin wasn't very fair, but it felt incredibly elastic to the touch. Her pubic area was also quite hairy, with dense hair extending all the way to her lower abdomen . However, from behind, the area between her anus and labia was smooth and tender. Her labia were tightly pressed together, showing no signs of arousal. 　　The general manager couldn't help but sneer. She was performing oral sex on him without any response; it was infuriating . He touched his lips with a finger, moistened it with saliva, and inserted it directly between Liu Wei's labia . 　　Liu Wei's body trembled. Her vagina, invaded by a foreign object, suddenly became extremely sensitive. She clenched her teeth, trying not to let out a moan. 　　The general manager began to twist his fingers, the inserted part bending and pressing against the vaginal walls, digging and probing incessantly . 　　Although Liu Wei tried her best to endure, her sensitive body uncontrollably secreted more and more vaginal fluid. 　　The general manager inserted a second finger, then a third, increasing the speed of the twisting, stretching Liu Wei's vagina wide, causing even more vaginal fluid to flow, dripping onto the floor. Liu Wei's legs trembled uncontrollably, feeling herself gradually losing her strength. 　　The general manager then abruptly withdrew his fingers, which were covered in Liu Wei's vaginal fluid, with a few strands still connected to her vagina even after he pulled them out. 　　The general manager wiped Liu Wei's buttocks with his hand. Liu Wei couldn't help but gasp for breath. Although she felt disgusted when the general manager's fingers were inserted into her vagina, she .

Just as Liu Wei was waiting for the general manager to insert his penis back into her vagina, the general manager picked up a leather shoe
placed beside him, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

He used two fingers to spread Liu Wei's labia, held the shoe upside down in his right hand, aligned the heel with her vaginal opening,
pressed down with his hand, and slowly pushed it in. Because of the lubrication from her vaginal fluids, it went in relatively smoothly.

Liu Wei felt something hard and cold suddenly enter her vagina. She
opened her mouth wide about to scream, but then raised her hand and bit down
hard on the back of her hand, leaving a deep gash. A piercing pain gradually subsided the
excruciating sensation of the hard object inside her.

The general manager pressed the shoe further in, then released his grip. The heel was now tightly clamped by Liu Wei's vagina,
suspending the shoe in the air.

Liu Wei felt the coolness of the shoe against her skin; her vagina throbbed rapidly, and
the shoe swayed in the air as if she were convulsing.

The more Liu Wei wriggled, the more she felt the heel of the shoe drilling into her vagina, the more painful it was on
the vaginal walls. But if she didn't move, the heel stretched her vagina open unbearably, so she could only bite her hand desperately to alleviate the pain. 　　Seeing Liu Wei's suffering, the general manager felt his own desire growing stronger. He stood up , braced his knee against the shoe, and gently shook it. 　　Liu Wei opened her mouth wide, wanting to scream repeatedly. The heel gripped her tender vaginal walls , causing both pain and a strange pleasure that drove her to the brink of madness. She could only try her best to bend forward , but the heel of the shoe was inserted into her vagina, naturally following her like a shadow. 　　The general manager, however, grew impatient, snatched the shoe away, and threw it aside; the sole was already covered with slippery fluid. He stepped forward, grabbed Liu Wei's hips, lifted her body, and then, holding his penis, thrust it in. 　　Liu Wei, on the contrary, caught her breath. Just now, she really felt like she was going crazy; if it didn't stop, she really couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't crash through the glass in front of her in the next minute. 　　The general manager's penis was far less stimulating than the heel of her shoe. Liu Wei then realized she had broken out in a cold sweat. She looked at the back of her hand, covered in deep teeth marks, some of which had turned purple. 　　She looked out the window. In this concrete jungle, everyone seemed so insignificant. Who could control their own destiny? Like herself, what was the point of living? 　　The general manager, however, became incredibly excited. He felt as if he had regained the vitality of his youth, a feeling he hadn't . He pressed his hand against Liu Wei's waist, thrusting his penis deep into her vagina with each stroke. 　　It was good to be a man, especially a rich and powerful one, able to make any woman grovel beneath you. Liu Wei's body was being violently pulled and swayed by him. 　　Liu Wei herself seemed to be in a daze, as if she had detached herself from her body. Every time a penis entered her vagina, she would put herself into this state, as if her soul and body were separated. They could subdue her body, but they could not subdue her soul. But in this situation, wasn't possessing a soul even more tragic? 　　The general manager's movements gradually quickened. He gripped the tender flesh of Liu Wei's buttocks fiercely, secretly saddened. Time waits for no one; he was no longer as vigorous as he once was. He saw such a , yet he could not fully enjoy her. 　　He finally embraced Liu Wei's waist, straddling her, panting heavily. His trembling penis slowly slid out of her vagina. Then he threw his arms down and slumped into a chair. 　　Liu Wei seemed to wake from a dream, turning around and first licking the general manager's penis clean and pulling up her underwear. 　　Only then did the general manager pick up a document from the table and hand it to her, saying, "Take a look at this document. I hope you can handle this matter as soon as possible." 　　Liu Wei took it and quickly flipped through it. To her surprise, it was a brief introduction about An Jiahe. It turned out that the Germans had opened a wholly-owned hospital in the development zone, and they needed a thoracic surgeon like An Jiahe. 　　She placed the materials on the general manager's desk and said coldly, "I don't need to look at these materials. His wife is a good friend of mine." 　　"What does she do for a living?" the general manager asked with interest. He was very astute at work , always keeping an eye on anyone he could use. 　　"A middle school chemistry teacher." Liu Wei couldn't help but see Mei Xiangnan's face again. She hadn't . The newlywed Mei Xiangnan must be so happy that she had forgotten her old friend. She could only hide in a corner and slowly lick her wounds. 　　The chairman leaned forward and said, "If you can handle this, the commission will be higher than what you'd earn from hiring ten website CEOs, and the company won't take a cut. 　　" Liu Wei thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you an answer in a week!" 　　The general manager nodded: "Okay! That's it for now. You can go now. Oh, and take !" 　　He pushed the shoes and box on the table to Liu Wei. 　　Liu Wei haphazardly stuffed the shoes into the box, picked them up, and went out. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(XI) 　　Liu Wei returned home, still unsure how to handle the situation. She couldn't very well go to Mei Xiangnan's house and tell An Jiahe, "The Germans want you to go to their hospital," or An Jiahe would think she was crazy . 　　Since she couldn't come up with a solution immediately, the best approach was to temporarily abandon the thought process. This was Liu Wei 's consistent style. She turned on her computer and went online. She enjoyed spending time online; here, she could live with an identity completely different from reality. No one knew who she was, and no one cared who she was— only shared interests and shared happiness. 　　While she was chatting animatedly with her online friends, the doorbell rang. Muttering to herself, Liu Wei ran to open the door and found it was none other than Mei Xiangnan, whom she had been longing for.

"You've come at the perfect time, Xiao Nan." Liu Zang grabbed Mei Xiangnan and blurted
out , "Does your An Jiahe want to switch jobs?"

Mei Xiangnan knew Liu Wei worked at a headhunting company, but she was puzzled as to why she was targeting An Jiahe today
. She asked, "An Jiahe is doing so well, why would he want to switch jobs?"

"A German hospital wants to poach him." Liu Wei didn't hide anything and told the truth. "He can enjoy higher
pay, and I can get a generous salary, so why not switch?"

"You headhunting companies just don't let people have a stable life all day long." Mei Xiangnan shook her head helplessly
and laughed .

"You need to keep up with the times and unleash the greater and more effective potential of productivity. For An
Jiahe , his superb medical skills are productivity."

"Then go tell An Jiahe."

"Let's start by going through the madam route." Liu Wei smiled and continued, "How are things? You're doing
pretty well, aren't you? You haven't come to see me in so long. You're such a fickle person!"

To everyone's surprise, Mei Xiangnan's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing this.
Who could know the grievances she had kept hidden in her heart for so many days? Under Liu Wei's questioning, she finally told Liu Wei everything about Gao Bing's recent harassment and An Jiahe's growing
suspicions. Liu Wei was so angry that she wanted to grab Gao Bing and tear him to
shreds .

What good is anger?

Liu Wei calmed down, thought for a moment, and said, "Xiao Nan, you have to tell An Jiahe what happened before,
otherwise you'll be carrying too much on your own, and it will make An Jiahe suspicious of you."

Mei Xiangnan nodded, then shook her head, "I'll tell him later." She
looked up at Liu Wei with a hint of grievance and said, "He's a very proud person, successful in his career, and respected by others. In his
eyes I'm perfect."

A bitter feeling welled up inside her. Perfect? What exactly is the definition? Men always hope their
women are flawless, but there are always things in this world that are beyond their control.
Isn't loving wholeheartedly enough to make up for the past? Why should she have to take responsibility for the past?

"After you tell him, will you no longer be perfect?" Liu Wei
looked at Mei Xiangnan with a mixture of indignation and pity. "Xiao Nan, in my heart, you've always been pure."

Compared to herself, Mei Xiangnan was a hundred times purer. She never dared to tell Mei Xiangnan about her
ordeal , afraid that Mei Xiangnan would lose the courage to live. People always need hope to live, no matter
how faint that hope may be. It's just hateful that it's the woman who is insulted, yet she has to suffer the condemnation.

Hearing this, Mei Xiangnan's nose tingled again. "I... I also think I'm pure, but
how many people in society share your view?"

Liu Wei was speechless for a moment. Yes, society is a vortex that devours people. When people
know the truth, their gossip alone is enough to drown a woman. She couldn't help but feel a chill. Although she
always claimed not to care about other people's opinions, could she really see everything so lightly?

The room fell silent again, the two women lost in their own thoughts. Mei Xiangnan was naturally
gentle, and she didn't need to hold back much in front of Liu Wei. Thinking of the sadness of the past few days, tears welled up
in .

Liu Wei looked up at her. Mei Xiangnan looked much more radiant than before her marriage, like a
flower in full bloom, exceptionally beautiful. But now, with tears streaming down her face, she appeared melancholic and heartbroken,
a sight that heartstrings.

Seeing her cry, Liu Wei felt a pang of sadness herself. She couldn't help but go over and pull Mei Xiangnan's head
into her arms, gently patting her back as if comforting her little daughter.

Mei Xiangnan felt increasingly overwhelmed by her sorrow. As she grew older, she found herself
without . When she wanted to cry, she could only bury herself under the covers and sob secretly. No one would ever again
so gently comfort and soothe her.

Liu Wei said sadly, "Xiao Nan, I thought you would forget the past and be happy after you got married.
Why is it not as good as it was before?"

Mei Xiangnan felt very embarrassed after hearing her words. She sobbed and lifted her head from her arms. Liu Wei
's clothes were soaked with her tears.

With red eyes, she said, "No, it has nothing to do with marriage. Jiahe is very good to me. I just don't
know why, I couldn't hold back just now."

Hearing this, Liu Wei felt a surge of anger and retorted sarcastically, "Then go
cry in your Jiahe's arms! What are you doing here?"

Mei Xiangnan's eyes reddened again. She looked at Liu Wei sincerely and said, "Liu Wei, Jiahe is Jiahe, and you are
you. You are both very important to me. You are my best friend!"

Liu Wei helplessly hugged her again and laughed, "Okay, okay, I was just joking, Xiao Nan."

She didn't know what was wrong with her; she couldn't bear to see Mei Xiangnan cry. She felt even more
pained by Mei Xiangnan's tears than by her own. At times like these, she felt a deep pang of heartache for Mei Xiangnan. Sigh, this must be something she owed from a past life!

Looking at Mei Xiangnan's red, tear-filled eyes, Liu Wei laughed, "Look, you've turned into a panda again!" She couldn't help but
reach out and gently stroke the tear tracks on Mei Xiangnan's face, softly saying, "Xiao Nan, you're the only
truly good friend I have in this city, so I've always hoped you could be happy!"

Mei Xiangnan felt a little uncomfortable with Liu Wei's hand tickling her face, but she liked it nonetheless. This
gentle feeling made her chuckle, "Oh, Liu Wei, when did you become so tender and affectionate?"

Liu Wei blushed and quickly moved her hand away. She felt something was off about her today. Just now, when she
held Mei Xiangnan in her arms, she couldn't help but want to be close to her, and not in the usual friendly
way , but to caress her, kiss her, and hold her in her arms forever to protect her.
What was wrong with her today?

She quickly covered it up with a laugh, "Who can blame me, Xiao Nan, for always being able to evoke people's pity? Humph,
no wonder keeps such a close eye on you! If I were a man, I wouldn't be able to resist wanting to devour you too."

As she spoke, she opened her mouth wide, making a clawing motion as if to bite Mei Xiangnan. Mei Xiangnan, however, swayed and laughed:
"Come on, come on, who's afraid of a fake witch like you!"

Liu Wei lowered her head, and Mei Xiangnan raised hers. In that instant, their lips met. Liu Wei
instinctively closed her mouth, capturing Mei Xiangnan's lips with her own.

Both of them froze, staring blankly at each other, their lips pressed tightly
together .

Liu Wei inwardly groaned, wanting to pull her lips away, but couldn't help sticking out her tongue, trying to force open Mei Xiangnan
's teeth.

Mei Xiangnan snapped out of her daze, quickly pushing Liu Wei away and sitting to the side, turning her face away from Liu Wei.

Her heart pounded, filled with shame and anxiety, unsure how to react to this unexpected event.

Liu Wei blushed, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Nan, I...I...
didn't mean it, you...you...please...please don't...be angry!"

Mei Xiangnan calmed her excitement, turned around, and said with a peculiar expression:
"Liu Wei, I'm not angry, it's not your fault. It's just that something feels off, and I don't know how to put
it !"

Liu Wei was also a little flustered, unsure how to explain or where to begin, so she forced
a smile and said, "Xiao Nan, it was just a small accident, don't take it to heart."

Mei Xiangnan smiled and said, "Liu Wei, why do you seem more nervous than me? Is there really
something you're planning?"

Liu Wei also regained her composure and scoffed, "What could I possibly be planning against you? It's all because you're
always so good at playing the victim!"

Mei Xiangnan smiled, glanced at her watch, and said, "I should go back now..." "I have to cook for Jiahe."

Liu Wei said with a hint of sourness, "Xiao Nan, you really are a model wife! I'm afraid you
'll soon be a good mother too!"

Mei Xiangnan rolled her eyes, looking helpless, and said, "I'm too lazy to talk to you, I really
have to say goodbye."

Liu Wei was a little reluctant to see her go. Watching her stand up, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "
What are you going to do about Gao Bing's matter?"

Mei Xiangnan stopped, turned around, gritted her teeth, and said, "I will settle things as soon as possible!"

Liu Wei watched Mei Xiangnan walk away with some worry. Mei Xiangnan was so delicate, making one want to
protect her in their arms. She suddenly remembered her intimate contact with Mei Xiangnan, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She
unconsciously touched her lips with her fingers. Then, as if pricked by a cone, she jerked her hand away, went back inside
, and continued surfing the internet. She didn't know what was wrong with her, nor did she want to think about it.

(12)

The spring twilight scattered across the city, and Xiamen suddenly entered a state of mystery.
The gentle drizzle, like a fairytale, permeated the city's fantasy, further highlighting Xiamen's captivating charm.

Mei Xiangnan had prepared the meal and sat in the living room waiting for An Jiahe to return. She believed An Jiahe would definitely praise
her cooking skills. To prepare for her marriage, Mei Xiangnan specifically asked her classmates which parents were
chefs or owned restaurants. On her days off, she would go to restaurants to learn cooking from the chefs, mastering
the basics. Now, she was quite adept at cooking.

Imagining An Jiahe's praise, a smile played on Mei Xiangnan's lips. However, usually by this time,
An should have already gone home from work; perhaps he was stuck in the operating room again today.

Just as she was lost in thought, she heard the sound of car brakes outside, followed by
the sound of a key turning in the lock.

Mei Xiangnan hurriedly stood up. The door opened, and An Jiahe walked in, looking exhausted. He opened his arms and
hugged Mei Xiangnan, who came to greet him.

He said wearily, "Honey, I just got off the operating table. More than ten hours of surgery. My neck
feels like it's been hit hard. I need to lie down and sleep for a while."

An Jiahe almost collapsed onto Mei Xiangnan. Mei Xiangnan helped An Jiahe into the bedroom and helped him
take off his clothes.

An Jiahe flopped onto the bed, his body feeling completely exhausted. He squinted and said, "Darling, let me
sleep for a while before I enjoy your cooking."

Mei Xiangnan looked at his weary face and felt a pang of heartache. Men, too, have a hard life. Whether
successful or not, they all have to struggle in the outside world. Only when they return home can they be like
children, letting go of everything and finding peace.

Mei Xiangnan felt a surge of warmth in her heart. An Jiahe, sleeping there, was like a simple, big
child, and she was the only woman in the world who could give him love.

She gently kissed An Jiahe's face and whispered, "Sleep." She turned off the bedside
lamp and was about to get up to prepare the meal, intending to eat together when An Jiahe woke up.

Before she could even sit up, An Jiahe placed a hand between her legs, pulling her back to prevent her from
leaving. She had no choice but to sit down again.

Mei Xiangnan smiled and placed An Jiahe's hand back on his inner thigh, whispering in his ear,
"Jiahe, sleep. I won't leave; I'll stay here with you."

An Jiahe's hand stubbornly pressed against Mei Xiangnan's inner thigh once more. Although he didn't do anything,
his hand was warm, causing Mei Xiangnan's body to tense up naturally.

Mei Xiangnan shook her head, smiling as she let him go. An Jiahe could indeed be like a child sometimes, with a
particularly , especially when no one was around. He would sometimes cling to Mei Xiangnan
, even though he was more than ten years younger than her. However, most of the time, he was the one who showed kindness and tenderness, doting on Mei Xiangnan.

Mei Xiangnan reached out and placed her hand on An Jiahe's back, gently massaging his sore muscles. A
tired man needs this kind of tenderness from a woman most of all!

An Jiahe felt the comfortable sensation on his back. Mei Xiangnan's small hands seemed to possess magic; wherever they massaged
, his soreness seemed to lessen considerably. If he was a doctor who treated others, then Mei Xiangnan
was clearly a doctor who only treated him, and her medical skills were obviously superior.

An Jiahe comfortably closed his eyes, his hands involuntarily gaining strength, and he pinched Mei Xiangnan's
inner , gently kneading them.

Mei Xiangnan's hands, however, grew weaker and weaker, and she could only change to a gentle caress. The man's back...
He was broad and thick, like a door panel. She couldn't help but gently lean her face against him, wrapping her arms around An Jiahe
's waist.

Just then, the phone rang. Mei Xiangnan
jumped off the bed as if bitten by a snake, grabbed the phone, and rushed out.

"Whose call is that?" An Jiahe asked groggily.

"It's for me," Mei Xiangnan hurriedly replied before even answering the phone, quickly leaving
the bedroom and closing the door behind her.

As the door closed, An Jiahe's eyes snapped open, gleaming with a chilling, fierce light in the darkness
, a light that also contained hesitation, pain, and hatred.

He remained motionless, silently pondering Mei Xiangnan's unusual behavior. Ever since their marriage, Mei Xiangnan seemed
to be hiding something from him, especially when the phone rang. She would act flustered, rushing
to answer, yet the phone itself sounded suspicious.

Several times he picked up the phone, only to hear an uncomfortably empty reply, and each time Mei Xiangnan
answered , she would huddle down as if afraid of being overheard. In this house, who could she be afraid of hearing?
Of course, only An Jiahe. What could she be hiding from him? How could it not arouse suspicion?

He had once casually asked Mei Xiangnan about it, but Mei Xiangnan covered it up by saying it was nothing and even blamed himself for
being suspicious. In his eyes, Mei Xiangnan's actions were as ridiculous as the person who covered their ears while stealing a bell. Did she really think that others wouldn't suspect anything? An Jiahe clenched his fist tightly until it hurt. He couldn't understand why women always had a side that was so unfathomable. Mei Xiangnan was completely unaware of this. She tiptoed to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and finally let out a long sigh . She picked up the phone and asked, "Who is it?" "It's you!" A laughing voice, yet one that infuriated her, came from the other end. This voice was so familiar to her; she had hoped it would never appear in her life again, but these past few days it had haunted her like a ghost, leaving her nowhere to hide. "Listen, you bastard, say whatever you want," Mei Xiangnan gripped the phone tightly, her voice low and menacing. The usually gentle and virtuous woman was almost driven mad. She thought that if Gao Bing were standing in front of her right now, she would want to tear a piece of his flesh off. "Even your cursing sounds so pleasant, it arouses my desire, you know? I'm already erect, it feels so good. Keep cursing, keep yelling, are you afraid he'll hear you?" Gao Bing seemed shameless, his voice slowly and calmly coming through the receiver. "If you call to harass me again, I'll call the police, you mad dog, go to hell!" Mei Xiangnan wanted to strangle him, she forced back her angry tears, crying wouldn't solve anything. "How could I die so easily? I want to stay by your side forever. Want to call the police? Go ahead, you can do it now, as long as you're not afraid of becoming a widow." Gao Bing wasn't in a hurry at all, laughing as he spoke, not like he was threatening her, but more like he was flirting with his angry girlfriend. "Bastard! You dare!" Mei Xiangnan could no longer contain her anger and cursed fiercely, but she had to deliberately keep her voice down, afraid of disturbing An Jiahe inside the house. "Hehe, good, well said. Let's have a bastard together someday. Are you having trouble speaking ? Listen, this weekend at 8 PM, meet at the Overseas Chinese Square. It's time we settled things." Gao Bing's voice suddenly turned somewhat melancholic. Yes, it was finally time for a resolution. "Fine, you bastard, just you wait!" "Very good, remember not to call the police, otherwise, hmph, you can wait to collect your partner's corpse!" Gao Bing threatened coldly. Mei Xiangnan slammed down the phone, her heart pounding with anxiety. She had been so agitated that she had shouted . Luckily, An Jiahe was fast asleep, otherwise it would have been truly disastrous. She tiptoed back to the bedroom with the phone. As she put it down, she saw An Jiahe turning over in bed and reached to unplug the phone, but accidentally knocked over the lamp. An Jiahe hadn't actually been asleep. Hearing Mei Xiangnan enter, he tried to suppress his anger, but the sound of the lamp falling seemed to ignite it . He sat up abruptly and complained loudly, "Don't you want me to sleep a little longer?" Mei Xiangnan quickly put on a smile, inwardly blaming herself for being so careless and waking An Jiahe. She hurriedly said... She said , "I'm sorry, I..." But An Jiahe interrupted her abruptly. Once he said those words, he could no longer hide what he had been hiding in his heart . He shouted, "Hit me, hit me! Say what you have to say to each other face to face." Mei Xiangnan then realized that An Jiahe had not fallen asleep at all. She couldn't help but feel nervous, wondering how much hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and prepared to tell An Jiahe the truth: "Jiahe, I want to tell you..." "I don't want to hear it!" An Jiahe wouldn't let her continue. His face was also ferocious with anger, completely lacking his usual gentleness. Mei Xiangnan was too frightened to utter another sound. This version of An Jiahe felt unfamiliar and frightening to her. She had just intended to tell An Jiahe everything; after all, open communication between husband and wife might reduce a lot of unnecessary suspicion. But An Jiahe wouldn't give her that chance at all. An Jiahe vented his anger, feeling somewhat relieved, and then lay down to sleep, this time quickly drifting off to sleep. Mei Xiangnan sat on the sofa, surrounded by boundless darkness, just like her current mood. This darkness also seemed to have a weight on it, heavy and oppressive. Mei Xiangnan was truly exhausted. She couldn't bear it all alone. Facing external evil while also having to tread carefully within her own home was incredibly cruel for a woman. She suddenly remembered Gao Bing's words: "It's time to understand." Yes, it should have been understood long ago! Mei Xiangnan clenched her fists, silently making a resolution. Darkness might be frightening, but your fear will only intensify. Although she was just a woman, she would bravely stand up to protect her family!

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