【A-Nian's Belated Youth】

Author: uzi
Genre: MC, Pure Love, Light Color 　　Must
Post: 　　Club Secondary Post
: Object Love, Courtyard, One Person Hall, Elizabeth (DCD proxy) 　　Word Count 　　:
14614 words

=== 　　... 　　"What era are we living in? Still hogging seats..." 　　Ah-Nian relentlessly mocked his classmate in front of him. 　　If it were ten years ago, when he was still in elementary school and there were arcades near the school, he might have foolishly joined his classmates to squeeze in a seat and play games. But now, with technology so widespread and advanced, every random person on the street is either playing some kind of mobile game or some kind of game. Who would want to go to those nearly extinct old arcades to kill time? 　　Not to mention, he has to write his thesis and work on his graduate studies this year, and he'll be spending all his free time in the library. Even if he has free time , he 'll be watching porn, masturbating, or playing mobile games like a lazy bum. Where would he find the time to hogging seats? 　　He wanted to say something more, but when he caught a glimpse of the professor's menacing look, he immediately stopped talking and lowered his head to continue copying notes. 　　As for his roommate, who was still insisting on being nostalgic, he was completely defeated. 　　"Sigh, what a joke." 　　"Agreed, agreed... Dead Squid clearly has a brain but just doesn't use it." 　　Anian whispered to Lao Wang beside him, expressing their consensus. 　　Su Ruonian (alias Anian, Young Man), Wang Mengshang (alias Lao Wang, Heartbroken Wang), and You Shiyu (alias Dead Squid) have known each other since elementary school, inseparable brothers who have been hanging out together ever since. The only thing missing is that they've been doing things hand-in-hand like chasing girls together. 　　Even in college, they chose the same major, aiming to look after each other, although more accurately, they were looked after by the academically gifted Dead Squid. 　　"By the way, I won't be able to come back to the dorm tonight, so you and Lao Squid don't need to wait for me at the door. If you have any desserts , save them; I'll enjoy them when I get back tomorrow morning." 　　"Eat shit." 　　Ah Nian laughed and gave him the middle finger. 　　Compared to him and Dead Squid, Old Wang, the current basketball team member, was incredibly lucky with women. 　　Ah Nian remembered last year when Old Wang dumped his fourth girlfriend and was still spouting nonsense about not having a girlfriend, Dead Squid was crying beside him saying he'd never touched a girl's hand. Ah Nian was so angry he almost punched him, wondering what that handsome guy was complaining about. 　　If he didn't want to kill his brothers, Ah Nian swore he would expose the time he saw Old Wang hugging the most beautiful girl in the department while buying ultra-thin condoms from Xiao Qi across , and give him a good dressing down. 　　"How about this, I'll ask Xiao Wei to introduce you to her sisters. They're pretty good-looking, aren't they?" 　　"More details please." 　　Dead Squid, who had been called out by the professor to solve a problem, had somehow rolled back to his original spot and was asking again. 　　Ah Nian was deeply impressed by the perceptiveness of a perpetual virgin. 　　"One, her cousin, pretty, great figure, soft and delicious... she's in her second year of junior high." 　　"You bastard, are you trying to force your brother down the path of a lolicon?!" 　　"If there's only one, how do we divide it? Cut it in half!?" 　　Old Wang thought seriously. 　　He had no choice but to respond seriously after his friend's angry outburst. 　　"Have you guys heard of the word 'anger'?" 　　"Get out!" 　　Ah Nian and Old Squid shouted in unison. 　　Then the three of them were dragged hand-in-hand to the front of the lecture hall by the professor and given a thorough dressing-down. 　　Even during lunch break, he and Old Wang were still wiping their faces. 　　As for the paper topic that the professor had just slapped on their foreheads, they unhesitatingly pushed it to Dead Squid. Anyway, this brooding academic genius could easily handle three questions and even cheat on them; at most, he'd be given instant noodles with sausage, fried eggs, and bok choy —super easy to satisfy. 　　"Hey~ over here~" 　　"I'm always curious how your stomach can hold all this." 　　Dead Squid looked puzzled as Ah Nian, who was in charge of reserving a seat, fetched lunch. 　　A simple meal of three dishes and a soup, plus a bowl of char siu ramen and a serving of fried chicken—just looking at it made him feel nauseous. 　　"A true black hole middle-aged man?" 　　"Damn! You're the middle-aged one! Your whole family is middle-aged!" 　　Ah Nian retorted rudely to Old Wang's mockery. 　　He'd forgotten why he ate so much as a child, though he'd never cared about what others thought. But now his belly was showing, and his clothes barely fit anymore, which was a real headache. 　　Using the money he'd wasted on food to buy clothes? 　　That was a matter of life and death. 　　"A normal person eats three meals a day, but you eat almost seven! What is that if not a black hole?" 　　"Hey young man, stop being so frivolous and try to lose some weight, okay?" 　　"You think I don't want to?" 　　Ah Nian retorted while chewing on juicy fried chicken, slurping ramen noodles into his mouth. 　　Anyway, he was even less popular with women than Dead Squid, and—though forced by Old Wang—he did some regular exercise. As long as he didn't get so fat it affected his health, he didn't really care. 　　He wasn't envious of Dead Squid's ability to eat without gaining weight. 　　"Oh right, Lao Wang, are you going on a social event tonight? Are there any openings? Yes, right? Let me know." 　　"I'm just helping a female friend get a book." 　　"Bullshit, you'd better take the book to a karaoke bar!" 　　"You're overthinking it." 　　"I think you're underthinking it!" 　　 Ah Nian ate his char siu and stir-fried cabbage while listening in. 　　"Speaking of which, I heard that Lai Huang got another scholarship."

"Ah~ that one? Ever since Lai got, no, caught a boyfriend, she's been... I really
don't know what's going on in her head. That's a scholarship that even overseas graduate schools are vying for..."

"Wait, that scary?"

"I flipped through the book and only understood half of the test paper she got a perfect score on."

"Damn!"

A-Nian savored the perfect combination of hot white rice and braised pork.

"By the way, Lao Wang, I saw that mad wolf from your team on a date last week."

"Dong Yang?"

"Yeah, yeah! The one who's as fierce as Mad Dog Gu Shao!"

"Yeah, he finally got won over. I lost three hundred yuan betting because of him."

"You guys actually used other people's relationships to gamble... That's too much! Why didn't you invite me!" "

…………No wonder you're unpopular with women, you scumbag."

"Get out! Let's duel!"

A-Nian finished his soup and started chewing on lotus root slices.

"You guys carry on, I'm going to buy some hash browns."

"Sit down, you hash browns!"

Ah-Nian, his shoulders being forcefully pressed down, slumped back into his seat, the plastic bench groaning slightly.

"Isn't it a virtue of a pillar of society to feed this fat otaku a full meal so he can pass away peacefully?!" "

My uncle told me on QQ the other day not to let you eat too much fried food." "

There was only one class this afternoon, and it was super easy psychology. You, who usually gets full marks, better
be this miserable!"

"Waaah, Old Wang A-Meng, I'm being called a idiot by an idiot~"

"Good boy~ the idiot is just jealous~"

"Get out! Let's duel!"

And so it went, one second they were teasing each other, the next they were being verbally attacked. Ah-Nian and his friends' school life was a constant
cycle of mutual insults and playful attacks.

Spring had passed, but the fog and rain remained frequent. As time went by, the three of them gradually became more and more burdened with their studies. Even Lao Wang, who

used to spend his whole nights walking with his female friends every week, begged Dead Squid to pass on his notes, which shows how heavy the situation was. 　　However, despite his sycophancy, Ah Nian still had some backbone. 　　After borrowing the notes and copying down a lot of key points, he decided to study hard alone in the library to prove that he wasn't a loser like that handsome guy. For this, Ah Nian even gave up his usual nightly habit of searching for erotic novels, deciding to catch up on the forum and post replies all at once after the exams. 　　Sitting again in the corner by the window, which had become like a reserved seat, Ah Nian calmly took out his notes from his bag and continued to flip through them, secretly marveling at Dead Squid's academic prowess. 　　Notes in left hand, reference book in right hand, Ah Nian entered serious mode. 　　"Oh? It's you again, classmate?" 　　"Hello." 　　Hearing the voice that he had heard before, Ah Nian looked up at her. 　　The tall, slender girl removed her shoulder bag, sat down opposite him, nodded slightly, and gave him a charming smile. 　　Her bright, lively eyes, slightly obscured by her short bangs, stared intently at his face with a playful and curious gaze. 　　This wasn't the first time Ah Nian had encountered this girl. 　　Several days earlier, she had appeared in the library, sitting in the empty seat opposite him, and even proactively asking him for help with a topic. Luckily, her notes were excellent; otherwise, Ah Nian, at his level, probably wouldn't have even been able to grasp , let alone solve it properly. 　　After that day, the girl consistently appeared in the library, always on days he planned to spend studying there . So, over time, he got used to studying alongside her. 　　Although Ah Nian hadn't even asked her name. 　　Based on his experience last year, seven out of ten girls who approached him were trying to get Old Wang's phone number, one borrowed his notes with no return, and the remaining two relayed messages for the professor. Ten out of ten had nothing to do with him, yet they all acted shyly, making him incredibly hard. 　　Hardened, of course, by his fists. 　　"Can I borrow your notes for a moment?" 　　"Sure." 　　Without a word, A-Nian turned his half-read notes around and handed them to the girl, then buried himself in solving the problem. 　　Although he vaguely heard the girl whispering something, he ignored it, focusing instead on digesting this damned long essay question from the Department of Experience. He hadn't yet remembered any secret relationship between Max and Nicholas! 　　Twirling his pen, scratching his hair, he desperately squeezed out seemingly relevant but ambiguous words in his head at an average rate of one word every three seconds, writing what appeared to be the correct answer. 　　"Classmate." 　　A-Nian thought for a moment, then crossed out the noun he had just written; those seemed to be psychology theorems. 　　He couldn't help but rub his temples a few times, carefully sifting through his memories to extract the academic knowledge mixed in with his rambling. 　　"Classmate." 　　After searching high and low, he finally found the right words and theory, and he scribbled on the paper with a flourish , finishing the question before his deadline. 　　"Classmate!" 　　"Huh? Calling me?" 　　He then came to his senses and realized that the girl opposite him was calling him. 　　"What's up?" 　　"...I wanted to mention that you got this question wrong." 　　"Huh? Really?" 　　Ah Nian re-examined the question in disbelief. 　　"Look, here." 　　The girl's finger swept across a certain part of the second paragraph of his long essay, then pointed to the part of the notebook that Dead Squid had highlighted with a highlighter. 　　Ah Nian frowned and pondered for a while. 　　"The principle is wrong. Game theory can't be explained like that." 　　"…………Ah, right." 　　After the girl pointed it out, Ah-Nian realized what he had done wrong and quickly corrected the relevant parts re-quoting the theory to fill in the gaps. 　　His gaze, however, only darted back and forth between the manuscript and the part of the notebook the girl was pointing to. 　　"…Classmate."

"Are there any other citation errors?"

Ah Nian wondered.

He had missed taking notes for this lesson because he was competing in a competitive eating contest, but it shouldn't be this bad, right?

"...Could you please look at the other person while we're talking?"

Hearing the girl's voice sound a little dissatisfied, Ah Nian shifted his gaze slightly upwards.

Then, he met the girl's eyes, her eyebrows raised sharply. Seemingly not receiving
a suitable or reasonable response, the girl simply propped her elbows on the table and leaned her entire upper body towards him.

Their eyes sized each other up through their glasses for a good few seconds.

"Hey, say something, classmate."

"...Don't you think cutting off communication bridges is a terrible form of monopolistic behavior?"

"...I believe I've made the most Pareto-optimal judgment based on recent observations."

"But clearly, neither of us has maximized our profits; it's even a lose-lose situation, isn't it?"

"Interpersonal relationships with less than 168 hours of accumulated time don't fit into TRAPS, right?"

"That's just adverse selection in your thought process. Be careful of the tragedy of the commons, okay?"

After this back-and-forth, the two stared at each other for several seconds.

Then, without knowing who started it, Ah-Nian and the girl both laughed.

"Su Ruonian, first year of economics."

"My surname is Hong... um... can you just call me Sister Ziling?"

The girl smiled sweetly at Ah-Nian.

Ah-Nian frowned, looking at the girl who didn't look much different from him.

Although he looked older than his age, apart from her chest, he really couldn't see
why she should be called "sister."

"Nice to meet you, Hong."

"...Hmm, you really don't know how to read people, little Nian."

Nian cleverly ignored the question and continued working on his exercises.

Several months later, the atmosphere of exam week had enveloped the entire campus.

"It's over...it's over..."

"Ahhhhh...the light is flowing backwards..."

"Mom, Mom..."

While eating his sixth sandwich, Nian looked around at his classmates who were wailing and frantically flipping through their notes
, and couldn't help but imagine the wonderful contents of his lunch.

With the help of Dead Squid and his seclusion in the library, he wasn't afraid.

"Phew..."

The person who saved his life back then was now lying on a stone bench, his face covered by a book, fast asleep.

As for Old Wang next to him, who was also sweating and staring at his handwritten notes, well, this guy
was still , so even if he failed, it was his own fault, so he didn't care.

Thinking this, Nian still took out his notes to flip through them just in case.

"Oh, little brother Nian's here too?"

A familiar voice came from behind. Nian glanced back and saw his classmate, who called herself "sister,"
dressed casually.

Her sleeveless beige shirt made her fair arms stand out
even elegance. The slightly loose clothing cleverly concealed her figure. However, what caught Nian's
eye more was her eyes, which, with her glasses on, made her look even more demure and beautiful than usual.

"Hello, Hong."

"Is this Sister Ziling?"

"Forget it, classmate."

Hearing Ziling's almost always-sounding greeting, Nian simply rolled his eyes
in response.

This girl, for some reason, loved pressuring him to call her "sister." Although he knew
their ages from her ID, Nian just didn't want to.

However, after being asked this several times a day, Nian eventually got used to Ziling's teasing.

But he forgot he had two equally goofy friends beside him.

"Hey kid, hurry up and introduce yourself! Where did you meet me?! Are you a second-time 'normie'?!"

"Hello, my surname is Wang, Ah Shang, I'm Ah Nian's old friend."

Compared to Squid, who jumped up and shook his shoulders with a barrage of questions in less than a tenth of a second, Ah Nian admired
Old Wang for being able to pretend he didn't see anything and introduce himself to Zi Ling. He truly deserves to be called the representative of forgetting friends for the sake of beauty
.

By the way, after he tightened his grip, Squid obediently let go.

"Economics Department, Hong Zi Ling, you're in the same class as Xiao Nian."

As she spoke, Zi Ling winked at Ah Nian. 　　As

for the person who was being glared at with resentment and surprise, he was extremely puzzled. He had never seen
this classmate who called herself "older sister" in class before. "Why didn't you introduce yourself? 　　Ouch!

... 　　"Xiao Nian, your sister didn't allow you to bully your good friend, okay? Come on, be good, let go." 　　"Stop messing around, classmate, this idiot just needs some discipline, okay?" 　　"Hey, you rascal, ah, I mean, A-Nian, how could you tease Lao You like this! Let go first!" 　　Lao Wang's unusual words and actions stunned A-Nian. 　　He knew that Lao Wang would only pretend to be polite and coax girls when he was trying to pick them up, so he wasn't surprised that his tone of voice suddenly became disgusting. But what puzzled him was that this idiot was acting out of character, openly playing the softie in front of Dead Squid. 　　Not knowing what he was up to, A-Nian still let go as he was told. 　　"Classmate, although A-Nian can be a bit rough at times, his personality is actually as honest and kind as his appearance. You could say he's a good man with a kind heart in modern times." 　　"Huh? Who are you calling a fat otaku?" 　　A-Nian threw Dead Squid aside and unconsciously stared at Lao Wang. 　　"Stop messing around, I'm being serious!" 　　"Seriously speaking, is my old friend a deadbeat otaku?" 　　"Yes, no, not right!" 　　Old Wang complained angrily. 　　Seemingly amused by the two's inexplicable interaction, Zi Ling chuckled. 　　Her delicate laughter stopped the two who were about to argue—and the deadbeat who had gotten up to join Old Wang in beating up A Nian.

Squid—they all froze.

They hadn't expected that this kind of banter, no different from that of middle school students, wouldn't scare away the beautiful girl in front of them.

They had gotten a beating from Old Wang for the same thing at the beginning of the semester.

"It's okay, I know what kind of person Xiao Nian is."

Zi Ling's next answer really surprised the three of them.

A Nian couldn't help but wonder, he and this girl usually only exchanged less than ten sentences,
where the ability to understand? Could it be that the top student really understands people's hearts? But Dead Squid was usually a complete idiot.

"I'm used to his personality, hmm." "

Huh? This guy's behavior is so embarrassing, you even cried out 'Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Dead Squid cried out again, and A Nian withdrew his hand.

Sometimes, a conversation has to be conducted physically.

"Hmm..."

Zi Ling glanced at the clock, hesitated for a moment, then waved to the three of them.

"My next exam is about to start, so I won't disturb your studying. Bye-bye."

"Bye."

"See you later~ Let's have lunch together sometime~"

Zi Ling responded to Lao Wang's aggressive invitation with a silvery laugh.

After her figure disappeared from the three's sight, Anian, who had already begun to flee silently, was immediately
grabbed by the shoulders by his two equally quick-witted friends.

He originally wanted to sneak away, but unexpectedly, Zi Ling lip-read something to him at the last moment—
of course he couldn't see it clearly from that far away, let alone hear it—making him hesitate for a moment.

"Young man, confess, quick."

"Come on, young man, as the defendant, you have an obligation to defend yourself."

"Defendant my ass! Let go!"

Naturally, he was soon subjected to a merciless interrogation by Lao Wang and Dead Squid.

If it weren't for the school bell ringing, warning them to go to the lecture hall to take their exams, this interrogation would have gone on
forever .

This little episode annoyed Anian with the two idiots for a full two months.

As usual, Dead Squid was complaining about why he was the only one with no luck with women, and as usual, he kicked
him to shut him up and hand over his notes. As for Old Wang, he would start giving him pointers on grooming all the time. If he
didn't shave properly for even one day, this guy would nag him incessantly, forcing him to get into the habit of shaving
cleanly .

Even though Dead Squid only shaved once a week, Old Wang was completely laissez-faire, making him feel
subtly unbalanced.

Although Old Wang kept saying things like "it's for your happiness," Ah Nian didn't think having stubble
made any difference to his single life.

And this annoying little thing didn't end after his two friends fell silent.

"Xiao Nian, are you waiting for me all alone today too?"

"Who's waiting for you?"

Zi Ling just smiled slightly at his complaint.

After that day, this girl he had only known for a short time started appearing in front of him more frequently.

Now that studying in the library has become a daily habit, Ah Nian always finds his usual seat
reserved for him by her in her bag, with reference books piled up on the table like bricks, as if
waiting for him to appear and devour them. Moreover, during his studies, his short breaks
have become more frequent due to Zi Ling's occasional casual conversations, and the topics she occasionally brings up force Ah Nian to get to know her better, even learning
that she is indeed a vegetarian.

Why? Because if Ah Nian ignores her, Zi Ling will unceremoniously nudge him with her foot until he responds
.

"So, where are we going for lunch tomorrow?"

"Do you even know what a proper introduction, development, climax, and conclusion are? We were just discussing queuing theory, how are we going to
continue writing this short essay..."

"I'm lacking inspiration. How about, Ah Nian, you bring me some?"

As she spoke, Zi Ling leaned closer, gently poking his thick arm a few times with her fingers.

Another change that puzzled Ah Nian immensely was the increasingly intimate physical contact. This teasing,
almost childlike attitude left him feeling utterly helpless.

"If there's a specific method for collecting interest, I'll request an analysis first."

"Hey, aren't we promoting Islamic economics?"

"Bullshit! Who doesn't ask for something in return!"

Of course, what puzzled Ah Nian even more than this easily avoidable contact was her attitude.

Having spent so much time together, Ah Nian was certain she wasn't after Lao Wang. She hadn't reacted much when
Lao Wang .

Of course, Ah Nian wasn't stupid. Zi Ling's reaction clearly showed she was quite interested in him.
Otherwise, after exposing his and the two goofballs' usual embarrassing behavior to her so many times, Zi Ling should have already
distanced herself, instead of adapting so quickly.

But this only made Ah Nian more confused. He was a man who was practically a couch potato.

Was she that desperate for friends?

"Huh?"

"Ah."

Seeing Zi Ling's expression, a mixture of surprise and astonishment, A-Nian knew he had
accidentally blurted out his innermost thoughts.

While he'd often slipped up in front of his two close friends, his relationship with Zi Ling wasn't
one to be trifled with. Offending the campus beauty
was a disaster, worse than offending a powerful, arrogant character in a fantasy novel.

An awkward silence fell between them.

"...Xiao Nian, you really don't know?"

"...Know what?"

Zi Ling's question puzzled him, but her tone only deepened his confusion.

Her manner made A-Nian feel
like a shameless debtor who'd forgotten all his debts—utterly ridiculous.

Not to mention her usual smiling expression was now clouded with an unspeakable gloom, making it seem anything but
a joke.

In the end, she only left him with the words, "I'll give you a week to think about it," and their study session ended abruptly.
They parted on good terms, leaving Anian completely dumbfounded. Although he and Ziling often bickered,
this was the first time he'd ever heard her speak to him with such a fiery tone.

After all, this was a first for him; a beautiful woman with such an air about her was something he'd never experienced before.

Of course, somehow word of this reached Lao Wang and Dead Squid's ears, and he was annoyed by them
for ages, managing only two bowls of rice for lunch.

But Anian thought it over and over, and he was certain he hadn't wronged her in any way. They'd only known each other for a few months,
what could he possibly owe her?

A week flew by.

Naturally, he still hadn't come up with an answer.

"Good afternoon."

Stepping into the library, he saw Ziling, still wearing her glasses.

Her youthful combination of boots and a pleated skirt still caught his eye.

"Hmm, the Forgetful Radish has finally arrived?"

"What a weird nickname! Please don't use such mindless words..."

Anian, feeling incredibly uncomfortable with Ziling's nickname, felt his hair stand on end. He never expected
to hear such a disgusting term from her.

At her urging, Anian sat down in his usual seat.

For some reason, facing her resentful gaze, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"So, the answer?"

"...Sorry, I didn't expect that."

Anian could only surrender.

He never beat around the bush with these things.

"…Okay, I shouldn't have had such high expectations of you. After all, you're just a hash brown."

"Isn't your species mutation a bit over the top? These two families and orders are completely different!"

"Anyway, they're both heartless bastards."

"Bastards!?"

Although he really wanted to argue, when Ah Nian noticed the librarian's unfriendly
gaze, he could only lower his head and shut up, enduring Zi Ling's somewhat mocking look.

This guy probably deliberately chose to talk in the library, right?

Ah Nian felt his headache getting even worse.

He'd thought about it for days, but couldn't find anything Ren Wen had promised her but hadn't done, not to mention that Ah
Nian didn't really like doing things for people for no reason.

"...Okay, okay, stop fooling around, come with me?"

"Where to?"

"To answer your question."

Not getting a direct response from Ziling, A-Nian, seemingly in the wrong, had no choice but to obey her instructions. Under
the glare of the librarian, he followed her out of the library

and arrived at the experimental building on the other side of the campus. They took the power line to the fifth floor, where he watched Ziling
expertly unlock the electronic lock on the storage room.

"Go in."

"Go in!?"

A-Nian looked at Ziling with utter bewilderment.

This girl already had a key card, but why did she have to call him to a place like this before explaining?

Was this really not a scam?

"...You don't believe me?"

"You should first ask yourself what you can believe in."

"Okay, you're right."

Seemingly realizing that her abruptness wasn't very convincing, Ziling shrugged, giving up, and
went straight into the storage room, rummaging through everything.

Watching her retreating figure, A-Nian suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Ah... I think I'll go first."

"No need."

Zi Ling's decisive tone startled him.

The voice, unlike any he'd heard since they met, made Anian react a beat too late.

"Let me help you remember, Xiao Nian."

Then, Anian saw the blinding light from the flashlight in Zi Ling's hand.

—Can you hear me?

His head was spinning, and he could only awkwardly respond.

His body felt like a balloon, his limbs light and airy, allowing him
to relax naturally.

—Relax, follow my instructions, okay?

His head was limp, and he could only agree blankly.

His usually jumbled thoughts now seemed tamed and calmed, leaving his head clear
and even white, so he didn't resist the feeling.

—When I count the numbers, you'll return to your age, understand?

His head was limp, and he agreed.

Although he didn't know why this was happening, nor did he understand the reason for doing so, the blissful sense of relaxation made
him unwilling to think too much.

"—20…18…16…What do you see now?"

His head felt warm, and he answered blankly.

Scenes of arguing and even fighting with Dead Squid in high school vividly reappeared in his blurry vision.

It was as if he had truly returned to his 16-year-old days, struggling through school.

"—14…13…10…Are you back in elementary school now?"

His head felt comfortable and calm as he responded.

His elementary school self was running around the playground like a madman, with several teachers following behind.

He even saw his smaller self holding something like a cloth.

"—So…do you remember what happened during your elementary school trip?" His

head glazed over, and he froze.

Although he remembered hiking on the trip, he didn't remember much of what happened then. "

—Come on, take a deep breath…with each exhale, your memory will become clearer…"

His calm head obeyed the voice.

"Come on, slowly exhale...inhale, exhale..."

He exhaled, then inhaled, then exhaled again, and continued inhaling.

The image that had been shrouded in mist in his mind gradually became as vivid as before.

"Remember what happened back then?"

He gradually summoned his long-forgotten memories.

In his memory, he was carrying a little girl about his height down a mountain.

Although his face was covered in mud and sweat, and the little girl behind him was still crying loudly, he, small as he was, still
struggled down the mountain path, step by step.

"Come on, think carefully about what happened back then."

His mind calmed, and he slowly remembered.

During a primary school trip, a classmate fell down a hillside, and he went to save the clumsy girl, even carrying her down
the mountain. As a result, he missed the assembly time and got a severe scolding from the teacher.

Although not asking the teacher for help was foolish of him.

Afterwards, the girl moved away because of her parents' work, and he forgot about it.

"Do you remember now?"

His mind calmed, and he gradually remembered more things.

He suddenly remembered that after the trip, the girl would always blush and say something to him;
the night before she moved, her whole family came to his house for dinner, and her parents seemed very happy, talking about something.

On the day she transferred schools, he seemed to have promised her something.

"Do you really remember everything?"

His mind began to clear, and he nodded blankly.

"Then, do you remember her name?"

As his mind gradually cleared, he fell into thought.

A name popped into his head.

He was startled.

Then, he felt the weight in his hands and feet suddenly return, and his head, which had been hanging in the air, seemed to be violently
pulled to the ground, plummeting downwards.

"—Hong Ziling!"

The dizziness vanished instantly.

The moment he uttered that name in his mind, Ah Nian felt his legs go weak, and he almost collapsed
against the wall behind him.

"Haa...ha, ah...haa..."

The suffocating feeling, as if he had been submerged at the bottom of the sea for dozens of hours, made him gasp for breath.

His hands and feet were also covered with an indescribable dullness and sluggishness; his fingertips seemed to feel
nothing which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Xiao, Xiao Nian, are you alright?"

Ziling's voice seemed to come through a wall of water.

Shaking his head, Ah Nian rubbed his temples a few times, and after catching his breath for a while, he felt his body gradually
return to normal.

This was even more terrifying than sleep paralysis.

"I'm sorry... I didn't expect it to turn out like this..."

"It's...it's okay."

Seeing Zi Ling's tense and worried expression, A Nian swallowed back the resentment and questions
in his heart.

He had seen that death-like expression once when he was a child.

"What the hell is this...?"

"Lai, Lai Huang said that if you want to confess, you should come here to find her...that..."

Hearing Zi Ling's explanation, which didn't sound like an explanation, A Nian was even more puzzled, but he
didn't have .

The relaxed feeling that made his head feel like it was floating in the sea gradually faded, replaced by
a burning heat that made his fingertips and even every part of his body feel hot.

Yes, it was already autumn, but he still felt an unusual heat.

An unbearable impulse that he couldn't express was raging inside him.

"...Ah..."

"What...is wrong...?"

Following Zi Ling's gaze downwards, A Nian immediately couldn't speak.

His crotch had somehow become bulging with a large tent. In

that instant, he understood what the burning heat churning within him was.

Sexual desire.

He had actually become excitedly erect at this moment.

"No, then... I also, then..."

A-Nian stammered, trying to explain, but he found it difficult to concentrate.

He suddenly found Zi-Ling several times cuter than usual, especially her high,
beautiful breasts that seemed about to burst out when she bent over, which made his gaze fixed on them, and his mind began to conjure up all sorts of
unsavory .

He knew very well that he would never normally think about such things, even though he was called a slut, he was not slutty at all.

But A-Nian found it hard to stop his fantasies from continuing.

"...I understand what Lai-Huang means, I think."

A-Nian's gaze moved from Zi-Ling's chest to her exposed collarbone.

"Come on, little Nian."

Without waiting for A-Nian's response, Zi-Ling pulled him into the storage room and locked the door.

The part of his body held by her delicate hand made Ah Nian feel even hotter.

His head was spinning as he was pulled to the old mattress in the corner of the storage room, while Zi Ling hesitated
for a moment before kneeling at his feet.

"I...I'll take responsibility,"

she said, then reached out and unzipped his pants.

Freed from the constraints of his trousers, Ah Nian's throbbing, aching penis sprang forth with great elasticity
.

Just as Ah Nian was about to say something, she, her face flushed, began to stroke his penis, turning his
initial question into a comfortable moan.

As if to soothe his burning desire, Zi Ling's slender hands gently stroked and stimulated his
trembling penis; only able to support himself with his hands, Ah Nian's breathing grew heavier, and he felt the heat
coursing through his body towards his lower body.

"No, wait..."

Ignoring Ah Nian's distressed cries, Zi Ling continued to masturbate him.

Completely unlike her usual clever and bright demeanor, her somewhat clumsy gestures and force caused him slight
pain, but the stimulation of being directly touched on the penis by a woman and the unusual scene still
gradually eroded Ah Nian's rationality.

Anyone would be excited to have a beautiful girl masturbate them,

so Ah Nian's penis faithfully responded, and semi-transparent prostatic fluid began to overflow from the urethral opening,
adding lewd sounds to Zi Ling's focused masturbation.

"Boys, are all guys this hard...?"

"How am I supposed to answer that... Ugh!"

The pleasure from Ziling's fingers brushing against the glans interrupted Anian's response.

With each stroke, Anian felt his entire back tremble,
the urge building up at the base of his penis becoming uncontrollable.

As if expressing its master's joy, his penis began to throb excitedly between Ziling's fingers.

"Avoid... I, I'm almost there..."

Unfortunately, his penis didn't have the same restraint as his mind.

With Ziling's unconsciously quickening strokes, Anian ejaculated, splattering his semen onto her
glasses and coat.

"Ugh, so sticky..."

Ziling whimpered, looking at her fingers covered in semen, seemingly struggling with how to clean the stains off
her body .

At that moment, Anian felt like dying.

The brief lull after ejaculation freed his mind from the unbearable sexual urge.

He suddenly understood why the female knights, after being violated, only wanted to be killed quickly; it was because the
shame of being exposed in front of others was unbearable, worse than death.

However, things didn't end just because he wanted to utter his famous "killing" line.

His penis remained hard even after ejaculating, the swollen glans reflecting sweat and pre-ejaculate,
gleaming lewdly in the dim light.

"Ah..."

Ziling showed a rare blank expression, looking at his still-hard penis.

Anian felt the urge to shout his "killing" line again.

"I, that... uh..."

Faced with this bizarre scene that defied common sense, Anian, whose mind was once again filled with lust ,
didn't know how to continue.

The urge to release his lust made his thinking sluggish again.

He could only look at Ziling, whose cheeks were flushed and who was gazing at him.

Without a word, Ziling knelt before Anian, removed her semen-stained coat, and reached
her hands under her skirt.

"Hey, hey..."

Ziling ignored his calls, her face flushed as she slowly bent over.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small piece of white fabric being pulled down from under her skirt, leaving her ankles exposed.

Even though she hadn't removed much clothing, the thought that what should have been between her legs was now
out place, leaving her beautiful legs completely exposed, made him even more excited.

Their bodies drew closer.

"Xiao Nian..."

Anian looked at her blushing, delicate face.

Her crotch had moved above his.

The short skirt, only reaching her knees, couldn't hide the fact that his semen-stained penis was already aimed at her
vulva ; the wet sensation at the tip of his penis made him shudder, almost causing him to
thrust upwards.

However, in his current lustful state, he couldn't say for sure that he could continue to restrain himself.

"...Really?"

"I said...I'll take responsibility..."

Zi Ling's answer made Anian gasp.

Although he wasn't exactly a social butterfly, dragging things out after getting a girl to this point wasn't his style.

Placing her hand on his lower abdomen, Zi Ling pressed her body down point by point, allowing his penis to slowly penetrate her body
. The indescribable tightness almost made him cry out in pleasure.

In the silence between the two, only the squeezing sound of flesh intertwining echoed.

Then, Anian felt something thick piercing through his head.

"...Ugh!"

Zi Ling whimpered again, tears welling in her eyes.

At the same time, Anian felt his penis squeeze into a warm, cramped space. The
sensation, as if many fingers and folds of flesh were intertwined, made his whole body tremble violently.

He also saw blood welling up from where they were joined.

Anian knew without thinking that he had just taken Zi Ling's virginity.

However, Zi Ling had already begun to move her body, letting her honey pot stimulate his penis.

"Hey, don't...you're still in pain, aren't you!"

"No...it's okay..."

Ziling stubbornly continued to sway her body.

The pleasure from his penis was too much for Anian to handle, so he could only maintain his propped-up position and let the girl
ride him.

Her hot and tender contractions squeezed his penis again and again, the sucking motions full of squeezing desire
stimulating his penis, begging it to release more semen quickly.

The fire in his body was further ignited by her honey hole.

"Eee!"

"Huff...huff...!"

Coming back to his senses, Anian had already pulled Ziling down and pressed her onto the bed.

The waves of half-hearted stimulation made his impulse uncontrollable, and he began to actively thrust his waist, making his penis thrust
deeper into her honey hole.

"Ah...ah, ah...!"

His breath hit Ziling's collarbone, carrying her body fragrance back into his nostrils, making Anian's movements even more intense
.

Each thrust sent his glans pressing against different parts of the vaginal walls, each pull and thrust squeezed and gripped by countless tender flesh
, the pleasure emanating from every part of his penis making it impossible for his waist to stop.

As if trying to ram his entire lower body inside, Ah Nian, yielding to his physical urges, began to thrust violently.

He didn't know when it started, but the pain in Zi Ling's voice had quietly disappeared, replaced by joyful
moans , indirectly fueling Ah Nian's desire.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together through their clothes, and Ah Nian could still clearly feel the alluring
elasticity of Zi Ling's breasts, but now he had no time to free his hands to feel that wonderful softness, only wanting to
release everything in his lower body.

"Zi Ling... Zi Ling...!"

"Come... Ah, Ah Nian...!"

Called by her name, Ah Nian yielded to the urge to ejaculate spreading from his spine, desperately thrusting his waist forward.

Originally, Ziling's legs were tightly clamped around the man on top of her, but under his vigorous thrusting, her body had already gone limp. Her
raised waist and legs were now weak, and she could only lie sprawled on the bed.

Then, Anian's mind went blank again.

After that blankness came a strong sense of relief from his urethra, and an involuntary twitch between his thighs. In

the passionate writhing of her honey hole, his penis excitedly ejaculated semen, thick streams of white fluid pouring into Ziling's body. 　　"Ah, ee, ahh! Ah... um, ahh..." 　　Feeling the ejaculation, Ziling's lower body trembled rapidly several times before slowly calming down with her panting. 　　After Anian's excited ejaculation, a wave of unbearable fatigue surged into his head. 　　The exhaustion after the pleasure and the sense of liberation after ejaculation left him unable to muster any strength, and he lay panting beside Ziling. 　　In his ear, he seemed to hear Ziling's murmur. 　　As if possessed, Anian gave a vague reply. 　　"..." 　　"..." 　　Their abrupt encounter came to an end, and A-Nian didn't manage a third, more vigorous erection. 　　The storage room was filled with the lingering scent of their bodies after their lovemaking, but an awkward silence hung between the two now that they had regained their senses. 　　Although there wasn't much explanation, A-Nian was certain that the flashlight Lai Huang had given him contained some kind of high-tech trap; otherwise, why would he be acting like he was hypnotized and suddenly filled with lust? 　　Although Zi-Ling had already expressed her feelings through concrete actions—A-Nian also felt that the whispers he had just heard weren't hallucinations—it seemed that such aggressive behavior was still too much for her, leaving her unsure how to react. 　　As for A-Nian, he pondered for a moment in silence before making a decision. 　　"Ahem." 　　"Wh...what's wrong?" 　　Zi-Ling's voice trembled slightly. 　　Although her tone sounded the same as usual, with a hint of teasing, A-Nian could tell she wasn't as calm as usual. 　　No one would calm down so quickly after doing something like this. 　　Men seem to have fewer psychological barriers in these matters, so men should take the initiative. 　　Remembering Old Wang's ridiculous theory, he couldn't help but scratch his face. 　　Even though he, with his limited romantic experience, wasn't sure if he liked this girl, he didn't dislike interacting with her, which might mean he liked her. 　　"Give me a break, okay?" 　　So, he decided to take the initiative. 　　"...Pfft." 　　He was met with Zi Ling's unrestrained laughter. 　　"Such a naive confession is rare...pfft pfft..." 　　"Hey! I'm super serious, okay!" 　　Anian couldn't help but complain. 　　Thirty minutes ago he was a virgin who only knew how to masturbate; couldn't he stop being so demanding? 　　"No...no...pfft..." 　　"Ah, so you're laughing at my ass!" 　　Under Anian's glare, Zi Ling finally swallowed her laughter. 　　However, the blush on her face was still captivating. 　　"I just think, this is so different from what I expected when I was a child." 　　Zi Ling smiled as she looked at Anian's face. 　　"So... how about some compensation for my unrequited love?" 　　"Profit maximization, right?" 　　"Of course, how can we not have a win-win situation?" 　　"Looks like our relationship fits the TRPS mold..." 　　After a few words, Anian and Ziling looked at each other for a moment, then smiled and lightly kissed. 　　As for how to explain this inexplicable romantic relationship to her two mischievous friends, Anian decided to figure that out later. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　[fin]　　＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝ ==== Su Ruonian , the male lead of this work, is a fat boy who can eat a lot. He is introverted and a bit of a homebody, but he is a bit of a flirt at heart. As a child, he was a strange and mischievous kid who always stood up for justice and caused trouble. Reference ID: City Boy Wang Mengshang , Old Wang, Heartbroken Wang. A handsome guy, a campus heartthrob and member of the school's basketball team, he is very popular with girls of all levels and flirts with them everywhere, but none of them last. He claims to be looking for a devoted lover. His academic ability is actually quite poor. Reference ID: Xiang Wang Wumeng , You Shiyu , a goofy academic genius. A goofy academic genius who talks nonsense. A mid-level homebody. He is quick-witted and can be easily satisfied with a small reward related to food. He only shaves once every three or four days and can't gain weight no matter how much he eats. Reference ID: Wu (?). Hong Ziling, the female lead of this work, is a in the department. She actually had a close relationship with Anian when they were young and was roommates with Lai Huang, so she was infected with his extreme parts. Reference ID: Ziling Hongshan, Lai Huang. See [love]

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