[Urban] Who Will Have Sex with You Tonight (Complete) - Chapters 34-35 (The End)

Chapter Twenty.

Zhang Chu sat on the bed, chuckling, and said, "Did you say that?" Then he reached out and touched Shi Ming. Shi Ming rolled around on the bed, trying to avoid Zhang Chu's hand. Zhang Chu continued to push Shi Ming to the edge of the bed. Shi Ming sat up angrily and said, "Please don't be so annoying!" Zhang Chu, however, reached out and hugged Shi Ming tightly, kissing her. Shi Ming struggled in Zhang Chu's arms, saying, "I've been home for over ten days, and you haven't hugged me properly even once. Even when you do hug me, it's like you're just going through the motions, and you quickly let go. What do you care about me? I even followed you home, thinking of you. And you, on the other hand, spent all your time chatting and laughing with my sister, leaving me out in the cold. What have I become? I'm so pathetic, rushing back to see you two so loving, even praising you to my sister, saying how great you are. Do you even have a shred of self-respect? Now you're putting on this act. Let me go, I'm breaking up with you!"

Despite saying so much in one breath, Shi Ming's voice grew weaker and weaker. Zhang Chu wrapped one arm around her and used the other to knead her breasts. Shi Ming gradually lost the strength to resist. Finally, Shi Ming hugged Zhang Chu and said helplessly, "I hate you so much." After saying that, she bit Zhang Chu's tongue, the hatred lingering, and quickly turned into sucking, her tongue pressing against Zhang Chu's, stirring him. Zhang Chu caressed Shi Ming while undressing her. Shi Ming only grasped Zhang Chu's penis, stroking and kneading it in her hands, as if she had longed for it for a long time. Gradually, Zhang Chu's body and mind burned with a fiery passion. He lay down beneath Shi Ming and thrust his penis into her body.

Shi Ming's lower body quickly became very wet, her vagina undulating around Zhang Chu's penis, warm fluids carrying the wonderful sensation of her uterus gushing from deep within her vagina, overflowing around Zhang Chu's penis like a boiling hot spring of pleasure. Shi Ming placed her hands on Zhang Chu's chest, her abdomen pressed against his, and slowly inserted and withdrew her penis. Zhang Chu gripped Shi Ming's breasts tightly, his hips thrusting powerfully upwards and downwards in sync with Shi Yun's movements. As Shi Ming's warm fluids gushed out, Zhang Chu pulled her up, rolled her over, and laid her beneath him, thrusting even deeper into her vagina with greater force.

When Shi Ming reached orgasm from Zhang Chu's penetration, countless joyful little hands flew out of her vagina like rain arrows, grabbing Zhang Chu, caressing him, and slowly draining his body and soul. Zhang Chu felt as if he had been pulled into a blissful paradise by those little hands. With an extremely comfortable and pleasurable groan, his penis exploded inside Shi Ming's body, and he collapsed limply in her arms...

All the pleasure came from his penis!

After a while, Zhang Chu's wet penis slid out of Shi Ming's vagina. Shi Ming immediately pushed Zhang Chu off her, got up, took a bottle of medicine from Shi Yun's dressing table drawer, poured out two pills, grabbed a water glass from the table, took a sip of water, swallowed the pills, then put the glass back and went to the bathroom to turn on the water heater. While the water heater was running, Shi Ming returned to bed and lay down next to Zhang Chu. She placed her hand on Zhang Chu's ear and rubbed it, asking him, "Let me hear, who do you find most comfortable having sex with?"

Zhang Chu was too lazy to even open his eyes at this point. Hearing Shi Ming's question, he couldn't help but laugh, hugged Shi Ming, and said, "You think having sex with me is the best, why are you asking me?" Upon hearing this, Shi Ming angrily grabbed Zhang Chu's ear and said, "Who thinks so?" Zhang Chu, unwilling to let Shi Ming have the upper hand, said, "I've already said, she's your sister." Shi Ming, furious, pinched his ear hard, causing Zhang Chu to cry out in pain. After Shi Ming lowered her hand, Zhang Chu said, "You abuse me as soon as you get back. If you keep doing this, I'll find another lover." Upon hearing this, Shi Ming immediately became angry, sat up, and asked Zhang Chu, "What did you just say?" Shi Ming had never allowed Zhang Chu to say she was his lover. In Shi Ming's heart, Zhang Chu was her lover, her husband.

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Zhang Chu quickly hugged Shi Ming, saying it was all her fault for speaking so carelessly. Shi Ming persisted, saying, "That's what you really think." Zhang Chu said, "You are my love, how many times do I have to say it?"

Shi Ming immediately hugged Zhang Chu, saying, "I want you to say it for the rest of your life." She then pulled Zhang Chu up to take a shower, saying she would make him something to eat afterward. Zhang Chu said, "It's almost lunchtime, let's eat out."

Zhang Chu went to work in the afternoon. When he arrived at his office, a group of people were standing around discussing the news, including Ms. Chen and Ms. Xu. Zhang Chu stood aside listening to their conversation. After a few sentences, seeing that everyone was still talking about old news and there was nothing interesting to discuss, he sat down and picked up a few newspapers to flip through.

Seeing Zhang Chu leave, Xiao Xu went over and sat opposite him, saying, "They're all saying that the vice mayor's wife is terrible. They say she shouldn't have taken that expensive watch given to her by someone from Hong Kong to sell in a department store. Who in Nanjing can afford such an expensive watch? Otherwise, who would know that the vice mayor embezzled so much money and accepted bribes? That makes sense."

Zhang Chu smiled at Xiao Xu's words but didn't reply. Xiao Xu said, "What are you laughing at? That's everyone's opinion, not mine." Then, he gave Zhang Chu a meaningful look.

Zhang Chu said, "I'm not laughing at that. I'm laughing at the tone of your voice. You spoke with this assumption in mind: if I were that vice mayor's wife, I wouldn't have done that."

Xiao Xu immediately laughed and said, "You're a piece of shit." Then, under the desk, he kicked Zhang Chu.

Seeing Zhang Chu and Xiao Xu arguing, Ms. Chen came over and asked, "What are you arguing about?"

Zhang Chu interrupted, "I just don't understand, if the vice mayor's wife wasn't smart, could the vice mayor have embezzled and accepted so much bribery?"

Xiao Xu glanced at Zhang Chu and said, "You think you know everything." Ms. Chen replied, "Xiao Zhang is right. If the vice mayor's wife were smart, the vice mayor wouldn't have embezzled and accepted so much bribery." Zhang Chu immediately retorted, "Don't contradict me. 'Those in positions of power seek their own interests'—it's the same everywhere." Seeing our argument, the others gathered around, debating whether the vice mayor's wife was smart or not. The debate lasted all afternoon, but no consensus was reached.

After work, Zhang Chu hesitated before leaving, thinking that Ms. Chen or Xiao Xu might want to talk to him for a while.

He left his office door open, took out a book from his desk, and flipped through it, waiting for one of them to come over. A little while later, the phone rang. Zhang Chu got up to answer it; it was Xiao Xu. Xiao Xu told him to go to the Red Lips Bar in Gulou, where she would wait for him. The Red Lips Bar wasn't far, only two bus stops away; Zhang Chu could get there in ten minutes by bicycle.

Zhang Chu hesitated for a moment, but still agreed. After hanging up, Zhang Chu immediately closed his office door and called Shi Ming. Shi Ming hadn't gone to work that afternoon and was resting at home. Zhang Chu dialed the number, let it ring three times, then held it down before redialing—this was their agreed-upon rule; Shi Ming wouldn't answer other calls. When Shi Ming picked up, Zhang Chu told her he would be home late that evening, having dinner with some clients at work, and asked her not to wait for him. Shi Ming asked, "Are there any women?" Zhang Chu said, "What kind of person do you think I am?" Shi Ming said, "You love showing off in front of girls." Zhang Chu said, "I'll show off in front of you when I get home tonight." Shi Ming laughed and asked, "What are you going to show off?" Zhang Chu, wanting to cheer Shi Ming up, said, "What else can a man show off? A true hero, full of heroic spirit, that's all he needs to do!" Shi Ming immediately laughed and scolded Zhang Chu, saying, "How can you be so shameless? Come back and see how I deal with you!" Seeing Shi Ming so happy, Zhang Chu told her a couple more jokes before hanging up. He then went out, locked the door, and prepared to head to the Red Lips Bar in Gulou. He had only taken a few steps when the door to Ms. Chen's office suddenly opened, and Ms. Chen's head peeked out, beckoning Zhang Chu in. Zhang Chu quickly stepped inside. After Zhang Chu entered, Ms. Chen immediately closed the door, then pulled Zhang Chu into her arms and kissed him. After a while, Ms. Chen sat down, letting Zhang Chu sit on her lap. She reached into Zhang Chu's clothes, took out his penis, and played with it in her hand.

Zhang Chu had just spent the morning with Shi Ming, and now, preoccupied with thoughts of Xiao Xu, his penis failed to become erect despite Chen's attentive caresses. A little puzzled, Chen whispered to Zhang Chu, "Why is it so listless?" Zhang Chu blushed, a flustered feeling creeping over him, and quickly replied, "It's probably because I'm nervous." Chen was somewhat convinced, as she herself was quite nervous, worried that Xiao Xu or someone else might suddenly open the door and come in. She pulled Zhang Chu closer to her chest and stroked him. Zhang Chu also reached into her breasts, kneading her nipples. After a while, Chen suddenly whispered in Zhang Chu's ear, "Do you want me to kiss it?" Before Zhang Chu could react, Chen had already pushed him to his feet and squatted down.

For a moment, Zhang Chu felt as if he'd been electrocuted; a strong, tingling sensation spread throughout his body. But he still struggled internally, resisting, repeatedly crying out in his mind, "I don't want to, I don't want to..."

But his voice seemed hoarse; he couldn't utter a sound. Instead, his will seemed to be completely controlled by another person, dragging him towards an abyss of pleasure...

It was already past seven when Zhang Chu left the office. He took a taxi to the Red Lips Bar in Gulou.

The rush hour had passed, but the roads were still chaotic and congested, with pedestrians, bicycles, buses, and taxis jostling for space. As he approached the Yunnan Road intersection, the light turned red.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Chu couldn't help but feel anxious. He needed to hurry to see Xiao Xu and get back to Shi Ming. Today was Shi Ming's first day back, and he felt guilty for keeping her waiting. He loved Shi Ming.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten about Ms. Chen; his heart was only filled with Shi Ming and Xiao Xu. He was almost always like this whenever he left Ms. Chen, and he didn't know why. Ms. Chen's attitude towards him was almost impeccable, and he felt there was something wrong with his mindset. Perhaps Ms. Chen was married, had someone else in her life, and he was just a small interlude in hers, not in his. Shi Ming was his, he was her master, and it was natural for him to think of her. But what about Xiao Xu? He felt lost when he thought of this.

Just as the green light turned on and his taxi reached the intersection, the red light came on again, forcing the taxi to stop and wait. At that moment, Zhang Chu noticed a sports car speeding towards him from the left, the young man on the bike racing along. When he reached the center of the intersection, he collided with a bicycle crossing in the opposite direction. The cyclist, a girl, immediately fell to the ground, and the young man fell on top of her.

Immediately afterwards, many bicycles fell over behind them, and the center of the intersection instantly became chaotic.

As the green light was about to turn on again, the person who had fallen hurriedly got up and pushed their bike along, but the young man, still pinned down on the girl, seemed unable to get up. The girl lay on the ground, her skirt lifted, her thighs exposed, her legs spread wide as the young man pressed her to the ground. Perhaps the young man was hurt somewhere, or perhaps he intentionally didn't want to get up, hoping to take advantage of the girl. Zhang Chu suddenly remembered one spring, when the wheat was ripe, he and some friends went to play in the fields. They were running through the wheat field when suddenly they heard a series of heavy breathing sounds ahead, interspersed with cries of "ah ah."

They carefully stopped and looked ahead. Soon, they were shocked to see a man and a woman, completely naked, embracing each other in the wheat field, moving like mice digging a burrow, the surrounding wheat stalks rustling with their movements. They lay there watching, not daring to make a sound.

A moment later, the man got off the woman, but she remained naked on the ground, seemingly enjoying some kind of pleasure. Suddenly, the man turned around and yelled at them, "What are you looking at!"

The group was terrified and ran away. After he returned, he couldn't sleep all night. He knew both the woman and the man. The woman was his fifth aunt, and the man was his second uncle. For a long time, he didn't dare look his second uncle in the eye, thinking that his uncle must have seen him. Sometimes, he thought that his second uncle must be like this when he was with his second aunt. He even thought about secretly watching his second uncle and his second aunt together someday. While Zhang Chu was still lost in thought, the car had already stopped in front of the Red Lips Bar.

He paid and got out, then walked into the bar. The bar was dimly lit, and he couldn't see the people sitting inside. He circled the place twice but didn't find Xiao Xu. Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Xiao Xu calling him from behind. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xiao Xu in a corner. Zhang Chu walked over and sat down next to Xiao Xu. Just as he was about to say something to her, he suddenly noticed a man sitting opposite him, staring at him with a surprised look. Zhang Chu looked at Xiao Xu as if questioning her. Xiao Xu pretended to be a little drunk and squinted at Zhang Chu, saying, "Let me introduce you. This is the famous writer Lin Moumou. He's here to experience life and gather material for his new novel, 'Boobs, Boobs, Fly Away.'"

As Xiao Xu finished speaking, the man immediately smiled and nodded at Zhang Chu, then focused his attention on Xiao Xu's chest, his eyes probing her breasts. Zhang Chu felt uncomfortable watching this. He grabbed Xiao Xu's hand and said to the writer, "She's my wife. Could you please find somewhere else?" Hearing

Zhang Chu's words, the writer chuckled awkwardly, stood up, and left. Xiao Xu, however, became somewhat dissatisfied and said to Zhang Chu, "You're so annoying! Why did you have to come at this time? I wanted to see how he would get his hands on me. Look at his lecherous look! And he calls himself a writer?" "He probably just watched a pornographic movie in a video arcade and came here mistaking me for a prostitute."

Zhang Chu hugged Xiao Xu and said, "If he were really a writer, I'd pity him. You have to understand, writers are sufferers chained to the pillars of sexual hunger and repression. A writer's passion is often fueled by women's flesh. The better the writer, the more they need to indulge in sensual pleasures. Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Byron, Goethe, Hugo, and countless other great writers—which one wasn't surrounded by beautiful women? These women are the driving force behind a writer's writing. A writer's pen is, in fact, a penis held in their hand. Without a passionate penis, there is no passionate writing. Many writers' most lyrical and moving articles are written in their youth, because then the urge of the penis is strong, giving power to the words. Sex is the soul of a writer's writing; it allows a writer's pen to stand firm. Otherwise, if the writer's pen goes limp in their hand, they can't write good words."

"How disgusting! All you've got are penises and stuff." Xiao Xu interrupted Zhang Chu with a laugh, then asked, "You're so late! What are you doing here?" Zhang

Chu replied, "After work, I made a phone call to my wife from the office. After hanging up, I suddenly remembered my classmate and immediately called him. First, my classmate answered, then his wife answered, then my classmate answered again, then his wife answered again… and so on. That's how I got late." "

Come on, nobody wants to know your private life. Are you trying to trick your classmate's wife into bed too?" After saying this, Xiao Xu called over a barmaid to bring two glasses of red wine. Zhang Chu pinched Xiao Xu's thigh and said, "You're making it sound like I've slept with someone." Xiao Xu said, "It's not just sounding like it, it's the truth." After the barmaid brought the drinks, Xiao Xu told Zhang Chu to sit opposite him. After Zhang Chu approached, she placed her legs on his thighs, pressing them against his genitals, then raised her glass, clinked it against his, and took a sip.

As Xiao Xu put down her glass, she deliberately kicked Zhang Chu's penis hard, saying, "You just said a writer's pen is a penis, what about female writers? You're going to slap yourself now.

Do you understand?" Zhang Chu, wanting to tease Xiao Xu, seized the opportunity to elaborate, saying that writers all have a certain degree of sexual fantasy when they write. At that moment, the pen in their hands is a penis, and the manuscript paper is a genital. But there are some differences between male and female writers when they write. Male writers hold their own penis and write on someone else's genital; female writers hold someone else's penis and write on their own genital. Male writers say, "I spend day and night writing on manuscript paper." Female writers say, "I can't survive without writing."

In reality, they were all subconsciously saying the word "fuck" indirectly—fucking others and being fucked.

If a writer doesn't engage in this kind of sexual fantasy while writing, he won't be able to write a good novel. If a writer's libido is low or he is impotent, he will mostly immerse himself in past memories or speculate about reality, writing essays or miscellaneous writings. If he can't even write essays or miscellaneous writings, he can only read books and write academic articles. "

You're really good at talking nonsense." Xiao Xu said with a smile, then kicked Zhang Chu's penis again, telling Zhang Chu to say something else. Zhang Chu thought for a moment and said, "What should I say? How about telling a story related to penises?"

Xiao Xu said, "Just don't tease me, otherwise, you can take me away." Zhang Chu reached out and patted Xiao Xu's face, saying, "Let me tell you a story about when I was in elementary school. When I was little, there was a classmate who, when he had nothing to do in class, would often grab his little penis and play with it under his desk like a toy." One day, he found a matchstick somewhere, pried open the urethra on his penis, and stuffed the matchstick inside. Hearing this, Xiao Xu laughed so hard tears streamed down his face, yelling at Zhang Chu to stop while kicking Zhang Chu's penis. Zhang Chu waited until Xiao Xu stopped laughing, then continued, "The classmate actually managed to stuff a matchstick in, but when the penis contracted, the matchstick got stuck inside and he couldn't get it out. The classmate was in so much pain he sat on the stool yelling. The teacher asked him where it hurt, but he was too scared to say. Later, the pain got worse and worse, until tears streamed down his face. The teacher pressed him to tell her, saying she'd take him to the hospital if the pain got too bad. Forced into a corner, he finally said his penis hurt."

The teacher was stunned. She was a woman, unmarried, a young woman. With a red face, she forced herself to ask him, "How does it hurt?" He said, "I put a matchstick in." The whole class burst into laughter. At this point, Xiao Xu was laughing so hard she couldn't listen anymore. Zhang Chu continued, saying that later the female teacher called a male teacher, and it took them a lot of effort to get the matchstick out of the hanging container. That night, when I got home, I was quite puzzled about how that student had managed to get the matchstick in. I went to my room and grabbed a matchstick, trying to push it in myself, but I couldn't get it in no matter how hard I tried, because it hurt even a little bit. I thought to myself, that student is pretty brave. The next day at school, I asked around, and almost all the boys had tried at home and couldn't get it in at all. Everyone surrounded that boy, asking him how he managed it, and he demonstrated for everyone. Then, the matchstick fell in again.

Hearing this, Xiao Xu laughed so hard she rolled over to Zhang Chu and buried her face in his chest, laughing loudly. Zhang Chu put his arm around Xiao Xu's waist, placed his hand on her chest, and squeezed her breasts. Xiao Xu quickly stopped moving, nestled in Zhang Chu's arms, letting him squeeze her breasts. After a long while, Xiao Xu looked up and asked Zhang Chu, "When are you coming to my dorm?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chu felt a sudden surge of nervousness. He wanted Xiao Xu, but Shi Ming was with him, and he couldn't leave. Sometimes, he also had to be with Ms. Chen. If he were to have sexual relations with Xiao Xu now, how could he handle all three of them alone? How could he hide it from them? At that moment, he suddenly thought that if Shi Yun were here, he would have a legitimate reason to refuse one person and see another. But now, they all believed he was uninvolved and should have enough time to be with any of them. Thinking this, he hugged Xiao Xu even tighter and whispered, "I'll tell you when I'm coming. For now, let you have some sleepless nights and think about me." He then kissed Xiao Xu. Xiao Xu, however, put her hands inside Zhang Chu's lap, fidgeting and searching for something...

When Zhang Chu returned, it was almost midnight, and Shi Ming was still lazing in bed watching TV while waiting for him. Seeing that Zhang Chu was so late, she was a little angry and didn't even look at him, just continuing to watch TV. Zhang Chu went over and sat down next to her, trying to hug her, but Shi Ming pushed him away, ignoring him. When Zhang Chu tried to hug her again, she suddenly said, "You're having dinner with someone this late? I really regret it now. Last time you called from Qingdao, I caught you, and I believed you and fell for your trick. Listen to me, you're not going out at night anymore. Or, you can buy a copy device and wear it on your body so I can copy you anytime. Otherwise, I'll have my sister come back and argue with you."

Zhang Chu chuckled, then hugged Shi Ming, saying, "Why do you always think the worst of me? I'm a married man now. What girl would want to date me? The ones I wanted to date would have been with me long ago. All I have left is to keep her from leaving me." Shi Ming grabbed Zhang Chu's lips, saying, "I'm not kidding! If I knew you weren't doing this, I'd get married tomorrow and never love you again. Loving you is already painful enough. Seeing you and my sister makes me toss and turn at night.

Tell me, I just got back today, and you didn't come back earlier to watch TV with someone else, leaving me alone at home. It hurts just thinking about it. You don't love me at all."

Hearing Shi Ming's words, Zhang Chu felt a pang of shame and a hidden pain.

He hugged Shi Ming, gently touching her face, and whispered, "Will you really leave me?" Upon hearing this, Shi Ming looked up at Zhang Chu in surprise and asked, "Do you really have another woman outside?" Zhang Chu replied, "No, I'm really worried about that day coming. Sometimes I lie in bed and think about it and I get so sad. If you leave me, I really can't accept it. When I was very young, I dreamed of building a very tall house, like a castle, where the woman I love would live. She would be angry with me and wouldn't be able to leave even if she wanted to. We would sunbathe in the castle and make love under the sun. There would be no worries, no fear of losing anything, not even ourselves." Hearing this, Shi Ming hugged Zhang Chu tightly and said, "I really don't want to leave you. I often think, what will happen if my sister finds out about us?

She will find out someday. I think the later that day, the better. When we're both old, she'll know, and she'll definitely be able to forgive us. Maybe we can even live together again. At night, we can sit on the bed together watching TV, or talking about our childhood, or listening to you tell stories, or listening to you read a book. We can also go to a concert together, watch a movie together, how wonderful that would be." When I'm at home, every time I look at Xiao Chu, I think to myself, "I wish we could have a child of our own." Thinking this makes me regretful; I should have gotten pregnant with your child before the divorce, so no one would know. I love you. If this day comes too soon, and my sister can't forgive me, we can't be together anymore. You need to know that you're the only one in my heart, and I worry about you. At home, my sister says that you seem cheerful on the surface, but you're actually quite fragile inside—I didn't know that. If my sister finds out about us, I hope you won't lie to her. Tell her everything, put the blame on me, and she'll forgive you; she loves you. After some time has passed, she'll still love you as always. You need to understand this in your heart; don't do anything, otherwise, you'll hurt my sister and I. We both love you. Thinking about these things worries me most; I worry about nothing else but you.

Shi Ming's words brought tears to Zhang Chu's eyes. Shi Ming wiped Zhang Chu's tears with her hand, saying, "You'll always be like a child who never grows up. Look at you, I'm almost crying." Zhang Chu hugged Shi Ming tightly and said, "I've read *Dream of the Red Chamber* several times. Every time I finish, I seem to remember only this line: 'Vast and boundless, they return to the great wilderness.' In this life, no matter what fame, money, or status one possesses, it all ultimately amounts to nothingness. The only truly real thing is being awake, holding the woman you love in your arms—that's enough. I often tell people, if you locked all the men in a dark room and asked them what they wanted, they would all say, 'Women.' Money, status, career—they would all be thrown aside. Because in darkness, money, status, and career don't shine, but women do."

Hearing this, Shi Ming grabbed Zhang Chu's penis, rubbed it, and said, "It's precisely because your thoughts are different from others that people worry you'll be unfaithful. You put women first in your heart, as if you were born just a penis and only become yourself when you're inside a woman's body."

The next day at work, the section chief spoke with Zhang Chu early in the morning. He first chatted with Zhang Chu about routine work, then told him to be strict with himself ideologically. Zhang Chu was somewhat surprised, wondering why the section chief was talking to him about this. After a long speech, the section chief told Zhang Chu that the bureau was selecting a few people to attend a political study class organized by the provincial party committee. Considering that Zhang Chu was not yet a party member, he needed Zhang Chu to demonstrate his abilities, reflect on his past, and submit an application for party membership in three days.

As Zhang Chu left the section chief's office, he thought to himself that the bureau leaders might be considering promoting him. The personnel department knew that Zhang Chu was a man of both talent and ambition; rumors had circulated about it before. After leaving, he went to Ms. Chen's office, where Xiao Xu was also present. Zhang Chu sat down and said, "Oh dear, this is terrible! Section Chief, I need to submit an application for party membership in three days." Upon hearing this, Xiao Xu immediately said, "This is bad! Another corrupt and degenerate element has joined the party ranks." Zhang Chu immediately said, "It should be said that another key member has been lost from the corrupt and degenerate ranks." Xiao Xu laughed and said, "Who's in your team?

Just yourself." Zhang Chu also laughed and said, "I won't expose them; everyone knows best." Ms. Chen chimed in, "Will writing a Party application kill you? The section chief gave you three days? Write a revolutionary love letter!"

Zhang Chu said, "I don't understand the Party well enough, how can I write it?" Xiao Xu said, "You know how to write a guarantee, right? First, you must remember the Three Main Rules of Discipline and the Eight Points for Attention. First, obey your wife's orders in all actions; if you obediently go home, you'll get candy." Ms. Chen laughed and interrupted Xiao Xu, saying, "Why are you talking so lewdly to Xiao Zhang?" Zhang Chu continued, "Second, you're not allowed to harass the respectable woman Xiao Xu; if you hook up with her, take her home immediately." Ms. Chen burst into laughter, but Xiao Xu picked up a magazine from the table, walked over, and smacked Zhang Chu hard on the head. Zhang Chu said, "I sincerely wanted to learn from you, but you tricked me with your words. You deserve it."

After arguing with Xiao Xu, Zhang Chu went back to his office to write his application to join the Party. Xiao Xu followed him and continued to tease him, and Ms. Chen also came to help Xiao Xu tease Zhang Chu. Zhang Chu said, "Give me a moment of peace. I'll finish writing it right away. Once it's done, you can review it and see if it passes. One person joining the Party brings honor to the whole family; you all share in the glory."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xu and Ms. Chen laughed and pinched Zhang Chu, then went aside to chat with Xiao Wang, letting Zhang Chu write it. Zhang Chu leaned over the table and, with a few strokes, wrote a Party membership application. After finishing, he handed it to Xiao Xu to look at.

Xiao Xu took it and read aloud: "

Respected Party Branch:

I have always regarded joining the Communist Party of China as my highest life ideal. From a young age, I vowed to dedicate my life to the cause of the Party, to fight for the liberation of the oppressed and exploited working people of all mankind, and to fight for the realization of the ideal of communism. Please accept my test and I hope to be admitted as a member of the Communist Party of China."

After Zhang Chu and Xiao Xu finished reading the application

, Ms. Chen said it didn't make sense. Xiao Xu said it was quite good; it made people feel that this child had a strong sense of Party spirit from a young age. Zhang Chu ignored Xiao Xu's words and asked Ms. Chen what didn't make sense. Ms. Chen said, "At the very least, you should write down the Four Cardinal Principles." Zhang Chu said, "That's true. Unlike Xiao Xu, who talks even more nonsense than me. I made her crawl under the table while we were playing cards at noon." As he spoke, he took the application for Party membership from Xiao Xu and said, "You should be more serious and earnest. At least when you die, you can get a memorial service or have the Party flag draped over your head. Even if you die, it will be a more glorious death than for ordinary people." After Zhang Chu said this, Xiao Xu and Ms. Chen immediately burst into laughter, laughing and scolding Zhang Chu together.

In the afternoon, he called and invited his classmate's wife to come over, and Ms. Chen took her to see the director of the social affairs department. His classmate's wife returned after a while and told Zhang Chu that it was successful. Zhang Chu asked her to thank Ms. Chen, but Ms. Chen ran over to Zhang Chu and said, "What kind of nonsense is it for you to have Xiao Yang thank me? I'm helping you, you should treat me to a meal. Xiao Yang is your classmate's boyfriend, it's his first time here, you should treat him too. Be sincere, treat him tonight." Xiao Xu also came over, saying that Zhang Chu should treat her, but he shouldn't leave her out. Zhang Chu said, "Treating someone is just a matter of a word, let's do it in a couple of days. I have something to do tonight, I have an appointment with a reporter, I'm going to a classmate's house to play cards."

Xiao Xu said, "Nobody believes you."

After work, Zhang Chu accompanied Shi Ming to the Xinjiekou Department Store to buy clothes. This was something they had arranged the night before.

Coincidentally, Ms. Chen also went to the Xinjiekou Department Store after work that day. When she saw Zhang Chu in front of the department store, she wanted to go up and greet him immediately, but then she noticed that there was a pretty girl with Zhang Chu. She quietly followed behind, observing the relationship between Zhang Chu and the girl. Zhang Chu and Shi Ming walked together, his hand often resting on Shi Ming's waist, and occasionally, he would deliberately reach out and press against Shi Ming's breast. When Ms. Chen saw Shi Ming clearly, she remembered who Shi Ming was.

She had visited Shi Yun in the hospital while she was giving birth, and Shi Ming had been there that day; she had seen Shi Ming before. After recognizing Shi Ming, she felt a surge of jealousy. She stood in an inconspicuous spot, silently watching Zhang Chu and Shi Ming until they disappeared into the crowd…

Chapter Twenty-One:

Ms. Chen graduated from China University of Political Science and Law and was assigned to work in the provincial judicial department. Her parents were both farmers. In China, being a farmer not only meant ignorance but also a simple life, and even poverty and backwardness. For example, schools were in poor condition; the water quality of natural rivers was much worse than before, and water resources were scarce; arable land was decreasing, and the soil quality was deteriorating; electricity supply was unreliable, and even when it was available, farmers dared not use it because the price was much higher than in the city.

Transportation, postal services, and communications were all in a very backward state, let alone the internet.

More importantly, while civilized society continuously damaged their living environment, taxes increased year after year—various kinds of taxes, many unclear, that they had to pay. They mostly lived in very simple houses. When school started, the adults worried because they couldn't afford the tuition, and the wives complained that their husbands were useless. The men had no choice but to leave their wives and children behind and flock to the city to work, sometimes with their wives and children following them. When they couldn't find work in the city, some wives and daughters turned to prostitution.

When city women, especially laid-off female workers, discovered that this line of work was lucrative, some of them joined in.

Competition intensified; these women, less educated than city women and less skilled at self-presentation, naturally couldn't compete. They not only had difficulty attracting customers but also commanded lower prices. While struggling to survive in the city, they also had to endure the bullying of civilized city dwellers. All of this inevitably had a psychological impact on Ms. Chen, who grew up in the countryside, causing feelings of inferiority and insecurity. When faced with difficulties, she would avoid the problems and suppress her own feelings.

Shortly after starting work, Ms. Chen was pursued by a colleague surnamed Ma. Ms. Chen and Mr. Ma had little in common, but Mr. Ma's father held a high-ranking position in the municipal government, which greatly attracted Ms. Chen, who came from the countryside. After dating for a while, Ms. Chen and Mr. Ma quickly married. Only after the marriage did she discover that Mr. Ma was gay and had an affair with another male colleague in the judicial department. He married Ms. Chen only to gain a legitimate social status. Ms. Chen was plunged into despair. She was a healthy, beautiful, and voluptuous woman, and such women often have a particularly strong sexual desire.

She wanted a divorce, but then she thought that since Mr. Ma had married her, he wouldn't divorce her, and given his family's status and influence, she couldn't ignore their reputation and position. Furthermore, aside from having no sexual relationship with her, Ma treated her very well in every way. He even told her she could find a lover outside the marriage. While struggling with inner turmoil and physical desires, Ms. Chen found a lover at another company. This lover was her high school classmate, a technician in a factory. When Ma learned that Ms. Chen's lover was merely a technician, he advised her to break off the relationship.

Knowing Ma's intentions and fearing that this person would cause her trouble in the future, Ms. Chen ended the relationship.

Soon after, Ma was promoted and transferred to a municipal government department. After Ma left, Ms. Chen, unwilling to see Ma's lover every day, asked Ma to transfer her away from the judicial department. Thus, Ms. Chen ended up working in her current department.

After starting work in the social welfare department, Ms. Chen kept an eye out for a lover. Two months after she started working there, Zhang Chu was also transferred to the same department. Zhang Chu's talent and personality quickly plunged Ms. Chen into a one-sided, unrequited love. Ms. Chen married Ma almost without experiencing love, and her relationship with the technician was purely physical. After secretly falling in love with Zhang Chu, in the darkness, her voluptuous body seemed to be calling out Zhang Chu's name.

At work, Zhang Chu was on good terms with many girls, like fish in water, leaving Ms. Chen with almost no opportunity to interfere. Zhang Chu mostly talked to her about work; even when they played cards together, he rarely joked with her. Once, Ms. Chen tried to test Zhang Chu with a question, but he seemed not to understand and simply glossed over it. Ms. Chen felt that Zhang Chu was somewhat distant from her, perhaps because she was older than him, and that Zhang Chu wouldn't think that way. Ms. Chen tried to remain calm and secretly observed Zhang Chu. Every day at work, seeing Zhang Chu there brought her some comfort. When Zhang Chu was away on business or absent, Ms. Chen felt uneasy all day in her office, unable to concentrate on anything. When Zhang Chu was at work, she often went to his office to chat with Xiao Wang, just to see him, secretly hoping he would come up and talk to her too.

But Zhang Chu thought she and Xiao Wang got along well and never disturbed them. Sometimes, when Ms. Chen came to his office, he would go to her office and chat with Xiao Xu. Sometimes, when he and Xiao Xu were talking, they would get carried away and even playfully slap each other, and even when Ms. Chen returned and saw them, they wouldn't stop.

After Zhang Chu returned from sending his lover to Qingdao, Ms. Chen thought that men at this age are emotionally vulnerable, and mature men cannot live without a woman's physical nourishment. She believed that if she took the initiative, Zhang Chu would accept her. Following her own thinking, she pulled Zhang Chu into her arms. Every time she grasped Zhang Chu's penis, she felt an irresistible urge, wanting to bite it, to give it pleasure, to make it yearn for her, to make it call out to her in the darkness, just like she did.

She thought that as long as it was attached to her, she could get everything she wanted from Zhang Chu: his pleasure and affection. But what she couldn't understand was that despite pouring everything into Zhang Chu, he never once initiated a date with her; it was always her who initiated it. She constantly wondered if the pleasure Zhang Chu received from her was fake, if he was deceiving her. When she discovered there was another woman by Zhang Chu's side, she understood. Her heart sank into darkness; all her emotional support vanished, and she entered an emptiness where no one loved her. She grieved for herself; her young body was at its most beautiful, like a flame, yet the one she loved did not desire to possess it. He let it scream in the darkness, withering away in its screams. She had once felt that Zhang Chu was everything in her future life, and she had to hold onto him. Her tenderness, her burning body, and her kisses all opened the most enchanting and beautiful doors to Zhang Chu. She wanted to use them to bind a petal of his heart, to steal a little sweetness from his lover; she didn't dare hope for his entirety. She knew she couldn't have it all; she would be content with just a small part. For a married woman, what else could she use but to entice a man with her body? She had only these things, and all of them.

As she watched Zhang Chu and Shi Ming disappear into the crowd, tears streamed down her face, like two silent, sorrowful rivers. By now, the streetlights were on, and the neon lights of the billboards shone brightly. She walked along the road, feeling utterly alone, with nowhere to go. Her home, to her, was like an ice cave—devoid of passion, warmth, and the love of life, and even lacking a healthy, powerful, and wild penis.

As she walked along Zhongshan East Road, she saw not a single person amidst the bustling crowds. During these days, she encouraged herself daily, telling herself, "Zhang Chu will definitely fall in love with me!" At night, she would repeat Zhang Chu's name several times in her mind before finally falling asleep. On her way to work in the morning, she would constantly think, "Will I get to the office first, or will Zhang Chu?" She desperately hoped that Zhang Chu would arrive at the office with her, so they could meet at the door, Zhang Chu would greet her, and she could give him a smile—a sweet smile yearning for his embrace, a smile that offered him her entire being. She only wanted him to accept her completely, to say, "I need you," and she would be content.

Every time she held Zhang Chu in her arms and saw his hesitant expression, she wanted to tell him that she wasn't just playing around, not simply leaning against him to kill time. She longed for Zhang Chu to say something to her—his needs, his happiness, or even just to comment on her, to tell her his feelings so she could do better. Now she understood why Zhang Chu didn't say these things; he had someone else, his love, his happiness. From Zhang Chu's actions towards Shi Ming, she could tell he loved her.

She also knew she was no match for Shi Ming. Shi Ming was younger, prettier, and more charming than her, and besides, she and Zhang Chu had a close relationship.

She went straight to bed when she got home. Her husband wasn't home yet; he usually came home very late, and often didn't come home at all. Her mother-in-law came over and asked what was wrong, if she had eaten. She said she had a headache, didn't want to eat, and just wanted to sleep.

Lying in bed, her mind was still on Zhang Chu, wondering how she could hold onto his heart. She needed him; she needed him both physically and emotionally.

Her life couldn't be without him, his love, his penis.

Suddenly, a thought struck her: why not have a child with him? When a man and a woman have a child, their relationship is forever intertwined. That person was his replica, imbued with his essence; how could he abandon himself?

With him, Zhang Chu would be inextricably linked to her for life, a connection both physical and emotional. She wanted to maintain it all; she loved him.

The next day at work, during her free time, she chatted with Zhang Chu as usual. In the afternoon, she asked Zhang Chu to meet sometime and somewhere. Zhang Chu hesitated. That night with Xiao Xu, Shi Ming had already said quite a bit; he couldn't keep lying to Shi Ming. Every lie he told Shi Ming added a layer of psychological burden. He loved Shi Ming; he couldn't lose her trust. Seeing Zhang Chu's hesitation, Ms. Chen understood his worries. Pretending not to know, she told Zhang Chu, "Tomorrow at 12:30, wait for me at the left-hand intersection of the courtyard gate. It won't take up your evening."

When Zhang Chu returned home that night and spent time with Shi Ming, because of the thought of making a mistake in his mind, he spoke to Shi Ming with even sweeter words to please her. Encouraged by the conversation, Shi Ming took her guitar down from the wall and said to Zhang Chu, "Let's go to Wulongtan Park. You can sit on the Feiyue Pavilion and play a tune for me, okay?"

Zhang Chu immediately objected, saying, "It's so hot! Going to Wulongtan Park to get hot? Are you crazy?" But Shi Ming persisted, saying, "I have to go! I've never sat in the middle of the lake and heard you play a tune. You said you played for my sister before, I want one too."

Zhang Chu couldn't resist Shi Ming's insistence, so he carried his guitar and went downstairs with her to take a taxi to Wulongtan Park. After getting in the car, Zhang Chu also began to look forward to Wulongtan Park. Wulongtan is located at the foot of Qingliang Mountain and got its name during the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Legend has it that a black dragon once appeared in the pool, hence the name. Around the pool, there are many pavilions and terraces, temples, shrines, nunneries, and halls one after another. Along the winding streams and uphill mountains, pavilions, bridges, boats, and rocks vie for beauty. In the center of the pool stands the Feiyue Pavilion, surrounded by lush flowers and trees, with lotus blossoms reflected in the water. On moonlit nights, if one were to sit in the pavilion and play music, it would feel like stepping into a paradise on earth. The ancients described Wulongtan as possessing the charm of Wuling, making it a favorite spot for Nanjing residents to relax and unwind. Before long, the car arrived at Wulongtan Park.

After Zhang Chu and Shi Ming got out of the car in front of Wulongtan Park, they walked side by side into the park. Zhang Chu had only taken two steps when his heart suddenly sank. A vague sense of foreboding rose in his heart, followed by a heavy feeling that pressed down on him, forcing his inner world into a dark corner. Zhang Chu stopped and let out a long sigh, as if trying to expel the oppressive feeling. Shi Ming immediately asked Zhang Chu what was wrong. Zhang Chu said, "Is it because it's too dark over there?" Shi Ming followed Zhang Chu's gaze eastward towards the ancient city wall of Hanzhong Gate. There stood an ancient castle there, its lights dim, its atmosphere dim, like a page of history buried in dust, only now being unveiled. Shi Ming was somewhat afraid of Zhang Chu's state of mind. Once his emotions were clouded, it was difficult for him to free himself. Shi Ming immediately reached out and rubbed Zhang Chu's neck, laughing as she said, "Let's go to the Qionglou Tiange (a famous Chinese opera pavilion) and listen to you play a high-pitched tune. Let's see if you can frighten the wind and water this time!" Zhang Chu touched Shi Ming's face, seemingly reluctant to part, but his lingering feelings were still tinged with inexplicable melancholy. After entering the park, they walked together along the pond towards Feiyue Pavilion. After a few steps, Zhang Chu looked at the clear lake and suddenly recited a line, "The souls of mandarin ducks are coldly entering the reeds and rushes, the shadows of wild geese are fleetingly skimming the lotus leaves in the wind." Shi Ming immediately turned around angrily and shouted at Zhang Chu, "You're so annoying!" Zhang Chu couldn't help but sigh again, looking at Feiyue Pavilion. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the wind was gentle and the water was still, the pavilion was deserted, and he felt as if he were in another world.

They went up to Feiyue Pavilion, where several couples were already sitting, busy embracing and kissing, and no one made a sound.

After Zhang Chu sat down on a rock by the water, he hugged his guitar and asked Shi Ming what music she wanted to hear. Shi Ming, still busy applying mosquito repellent to Zhang Chu, said when he asked, "Play whatever you want.

I came here hoping to cheer you up, but you seem a little unhappy." Zhang Chu gently plucked a string and said, "I don't know why, but it feels like something's gone wrong; my heart aches." Then he took Shi Ming's hand and asked, "Will you leave me?"

Shi Ming took the guitar from Zhang Chu's arms, put it on the ground, buried her head in his chest, and said, "Shi Ming has long placed her heart in your hands. It's probably a debt from a past life that I can't escape in this one."

Zhang Chu hugged Shi Ming, staring blankly at the bright white lake surface. Many faint shadows floated around Fei Yue Pavilion, as if rising from the water. Unbeknownst to him, two streams of tears welled up in Zhang Chu's eyes…

The next day at 12:30 PM, Zhang Chu stood precisely at the corner of the road to the left of the courtyard gate, waiting for Ms. Chen. A short while later, a red taxi pulled up beside him. Ms. Chen opened the car door and called Zhang Chu to get in. After getting in, Zhang Chu asked Ms. Chen where they were going. Ms. Chen said, "To Pukou, a suburban county." Zhang Chu didn't press further. The car crossed the Yangtze River Bridge, drove west along the highway, and after crossing another road, arrived at Pukou Town. Ms. Chen instructed the driver to take him to the Pukou Hotel. After getting out of the car, Ms. Chen led Zhang Chu inside and booked a room. Zhang Chu then realized that according to Nanjing Municipal Public Security Bureau regulations, a resident ID card from the city's urban area was not valid for booking a room in any hotel within the city. That's why Ms. Chen had brought him here.

After entering the room, Zhang Chu smiled and said to Ms. Chen, "You're really something." Ms. Chen smiled and hugged Zhang Chu's waist, saying, "What can I do? I miss you, but you won't take me home, so I don't care about anything else.

As long as I can please you, I'll be happy."

Zhang Chu pinched Ms. Chen's lips and said, "What's so good about me that you'd treat me like this?"

Ms. Chen pushed Zhang Chu down onto the bed, undressing him as she said, "I know in my heart whether I'm good or not, but you don't know how good I am."

Hearing this, Zhang Chu quickly sat up, reached out and touched Ms. Chen's breasts, squeezing them hard. Ms. Chen immediately slapped Zhang Chu's hand, saying, "What are you doing? You're even abusing my breasts! They're yours, don't you care about them?"

Zhang Chu laughed and then helped Ms. Chen undress. After Ms. Chen's clothes were off, Zhang Chu reached out and grabbed Ms. Chen's pubic hair, saying, "So soft and shiny." Ms. Chen then touched Zhang Chu's penis, saying, "It's like a little fairy." Zhang Chu was puzzled by Ms. Chen's words and said, "You don't even know what a deity looks like, what do you mean by saying it's like a little deity?" Ms. Chen said, "Deities are something people yearn for." Zhang Chu said, "Then let it in for a bit." "No," Ms. Chen retorted, "Today I want you to fuck me clean and dry." Then she pulled Zhang Chu up and pushed him into the bathroom to take a shower. After Zhang Chu went in, Ms. Chen tested the water temperature first, then washed Zhang Chu's body.

Zhang Chu touched Ms. Chen's breasts and suddenly said, "Being with you, I'm always a little scared. If your family finds out, they'll be ruthless to me, and you'll be in trouble too." Upon hearing this, Ms. Chen immediately said, "No one will touch you, don't worry." Zhang Chu really wanted to tell Ms. Chen, "Let's not do this anymore," but he swallowed the words back and said, "Your breasts are so big, so full, they feel so good to touch." Ms. Chen said, "Then from now on, when you're at work, come and sneak a touch every day, it'll feel good for you too." Zhang Chu said, "When I sleep next to my wife, I like to touch her breasts. When we sit together watching TV at night, I always touch her breasts while watching. Sometimes, if we're out for a long time during the day, my wife will come up and ask me if I want to touch her breasts. Then she'll find a quiet place to sit and let me secretly touch them for a while. When my wife is home, the first thing I do when I get home from work is touch her breasts. My wife says I have a 'breast fetish.'" Ms. Chen laughed and said, "Your wife is so lucky to have someone who's a 'breast fetishist,' someone to touch her breasts every day. It must be very comforting for a woman." Then she pushed Zhang Chu under the tap, grabbed his penis with both hands, and carefully washed it. As Ms. Chen washed Zhang Chu's penis, he felt a soft, tingling sensation deep within his bones, a very soothing feeling. From Zhang Chu's limp body, Ms. Chen could tell he was comfortable, so she washed him even more gently and tenderly.

After a while, Ms. Chen stopped, rinsed Zhang Chu with some water, dried him off, and told him to lie down on the bed and rest for a bit while she rinsed herself off.

A little while later, Ms. Chen finished rinsing and came out. She climbed onto the bed and sat next to Zhang Chu, her hands stroking his body. Finally, she grasped his penis and gently kneaded it. Zhang Chu's penis quickly became erect in Ms. Chen's hand. While stroking it, Ms. Chen said, "I first touched it in Wuxi, and I've often wanted to touch it ever since. Sometimes at night, when I'm lying in bed daydreaming, I just want to find something to copy it down so I can keep it in my handbag when I go out. I can touch it anytime; it's warm and soft in my hand, and it makes me feel very happy. At night, I can even hold it while sleeping, and if I want to, I can put it inside myself.

At that moment, I tell myself, 'It's you inside me, it's my little Zhang Chu touching me, and the orgasm will definitely be very pleasurable.'" Once, I went to a sex shop, actually to see if there was anything I could use to replicate your penis. The sex shop sold many silicone penises, and I looked at them all, but none were like yours. Otherwise, I would have bought one, so I wouldn't have to shamelessly ask you out whenever I wanted to touch it. Zhang Chu laughed upon hearing this, saying, "For some reason, my wife also likes to touch me. She always holds onto it when she sleeps at night. If it falls out of her hand while she's asleep, she wakes up quickly and grabs it again. This time when she went back to Qingdao, she specifically took several of my underwear with her. She holds onto my underwear to sleep at night; otherwise, she says she can't sleep."

Hearing this, Ms. Chen applied pressure to Zhang Chu's penis. From this action, Zhang Chu knew Ms. Chen was aroused, so he sat up, pushed her down onto the bed, and gently stroked her genitals. When he felt they were warm, he lay on top of her. Ms. Chen immediately hugged Zhang Chu's neck and kissed him passionately. After kissing him enough, she said to Zhang Chu, "Baby, fuck your sister Chen hard, fuck me inside." Then she grabbed Zhang Chu's penis and guided it into her body.

Zhang Chu had only moved a few times when Ms. Chen couldn't control herself, her whole body overflowing with a passionate, boiling excitement.

Between her legs, warm, gushing fluids surged out, captivating and alluring. But she remained perfectly clear-headed; she had come to steal something from Zhang Chu today—a crystallization of love, a life forever bound to him, a life she wanted healthy, intelligent, and vibrant. She opened her body into the perfect, welcoming position, wanting Zhang Chu's penis to explode deep within her, to send his essence into the depths of her flesh, and then to implant and settle there. Her hands gripped Zhang Chu's buttocks tightly, her mouth emitting hoarse, pleasurable moans that spurred Zhang Chu to thrust even more powerfully into her. (Chapter 22, March

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After Ms. Chen was swept into an intensely pleasurable climax by Zhang Chu, she clung tightly to him, letting out a soft "Ah!" before falling silent, as if she had vanished from this world and flown to another. But soon, realizing Zhang Chu hadn't ejaculated yet, she mustered all her strength and lunged at his penis, simultaneously raising her legs high and hooking them around his buttocks, letting her warm, moist fluids soak his penis into a pool of pleasurable heat. When Zhang Chu thrust powerfully into her vagina again, his penis exploded, followed by a powerful spasm of intense pleasure. When Ms. Chen felt a surge of heat enter her vagina, she immediately arched her back, tightly embracing Zhang Chu, letting his penis ejaculate deep inside…

They left Pukou Town during rush hour; the Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge was congested, and traffic moved slowly. It took them nearly forty minutes to cross the bridge from Jiangbei to the main road in the west of the city. Normally, it would only take ten minutes. In the car, Ms. Chen nestled in Zhang Chu's arms, as sweet as a wife. Zhang Chu, however, was somewhat anxious, thinking of Shi Ming. Ms. Chen, however, wished the car would drive as slowly as possible, so she could stay nestled in Zhang Chu's arms a little longer. During the drive from the Pukou Hotel to the bridge and then onto the West City Road, Ms. Chen felt her child had grown inside her; she was now a mother. Zhang Chu was the child's father and her husband in name and in fact. A sweet smile graced her face the entire way.

Zhang Chu didn't get out at their house on the West City Road, but instead had the car head towards Daxing Palace. There was a Russian folk song and dance performance at the Provincial Cultural Hall that evening. He had arranged to meet Shi Ming there, and she was waiting for him. Zhang Chu didn't like these kinds of performances; he felt they had little cultural or artistic content and were mostly just displays of ethnic customs.

But Shi Ming wanted to see it, so he had sneaked off to the Cultural Hall that morning and bought two tickets. He told Ms. Chen that he was meeting a classmate at Daxing Palace; one of his classmates lived there. Ms. Chen knew Zhang Chu was lying to her. She scratched at his chest, as if to say, "Zhang Chu, how can you lie to me now? Your child is listening!" When the car arrived at Daxing Palace, Zhang Chu got out first, asking the driver to take Ms. Chen to Beijing East Road, where she lived. Zhang Chu didn't let the driver take her home first; he was cautious, afraid of running into her family or acquaintances on that road.

But as soon as the car turned a corner, Ms. Chen got out. She hurriedly walked back, searching for Zhang Chu. She felt uneasy after he got out. As she approached the entrance of the Provincial Cultural Hall, she caught a glimpse of Zhang Chu standing there, tightly embracing Shi Ming, kissing her passionately and deeply. Ms. Chen felt a sharp pain in her heart. She had never received such an embrace and passionate kiss from Zhang Chu. She stood there, gazing at them, tears welling in her eyes. He was her love, the father of her child.

After a while, Zhang Chu led Shi Ming into a restaurant ahead. She quietly followed, standing at the entrance where no one inside would notice or see her, silently observing Zhang Chu's every move.

Shi Ming sat beside Zhang Chu, often gently rubbing his chest or touching his face.

Sometimes Zhang Chu would even pick up a piece of food and feed it to Shi Ming. Suddenly, she saw Shi Ming's hand swipe between Zhang Chu's thighs, and Ms. Chen's heart immediately ached sharply. She cried out in her heart, "That's mine, don't touch it!" But Zhang Chu moved closer to Shi Ming, secretly grabbing her breast. Ms. Chen's heart ached again. She thought to herself, "My breasts are bigger, fuller, and more attractive than hers."

Ms. Chen stood alone outside the restaurant, in the sweltering July heat of Nanjing, her body covered in sweat, her face streaked with tears. She watched them eat, watched them laugh and joke. He had just walked away from her. She had given him everything, happiness, and everything. He shouldn't have treated her like this; she loved him. After Zhang Chu and Shi Ming finished their meal, Ms. Chen quickly moved aside and watched as the two of them walked into the cultural hall arm in arm.

Back home, Ms. Chen lay in bed, unable to sleep all night. The baby in her womb excited her; she placed her hand on her abdomen, her heart filled with the happiness and pride of motherhood. At the same time, she was also in pain. Her child needed a father, and she herself needed his love and care. She was his wife, and he was her husband; she needed him. Thinking of these things, tears soaked half her pillow. On the opposite bed, her husband slept soundly.

The next day at work, Xiao Xu arrived at Zhang Chu's office early. Taking advantage of Xiao Wang's absence, she sat opposite Zhang Chu and whispered, "Something strange happened yesterday." Zhang Chu asked Xiao Xu what was strange. Xiao Xu said, "You didn't come to work this afternoon, and Xiao Chen from our office didn't come either." Zhang Chu immediately interrupted Xiao Xu, saying, "Don't talk nonsense. She's an official's wife; you'll get scolded. I went to the city library this afternoon to check some literature. I wrote a paper two months ago, and I still haven't submitted it." Xiao Xu asked, "What paper? Is it an editorial for the United Nations?" Zhang Chu laughed and said, "What are you talking about? I'm always very serious about writing papers. How about I read you a passage?" As he spoke, Zhang Chu pulled up a manuscript on his computer, intending to read it to Xiao Xu. Xiao Xu quickly waved his hand, saying, "Don't try to fool me. Luckily, your computer isn't connected to the internet, otherwise, you might have picked out some sweet nothings from some BBS and read them to me." Zhang Chu immediately laughed. Xiao Xu then kicked Zhang Chu's leg hard, saying, "I'll kick you to death." Then she stood up, turned around, reached behind her, and pinched Zhang Chu's mouth hard before leaving Zhang Chu's office.

In the afternoon, Zhang Chu handed his application to join the Party to the section chief. The section chief glanced at it, put it aside, and then spoke earnestly with him about work. Zhang Chu was deeply moved, suddenly realizing he had entered another stage of his life.

Back in his office, he sat there blankly, thinking for a long time without making a decision. He got up and called Shi Yun to ask about her situation, and finally pressed her about when she would return, urging her to come back soon. Shi Yun told Zhang Chu to be patient for another three weeks; after three weeks, she would leave the child with her mother and definitely return.

After hanging up, Zhang Chu suddenly noticed Ms. Chen standing at the door and greeted her. Because it was the weekend, Ms. Chen wanted to spend some time with Zhang Chu after work. Zhang Chu, however, was preoccupied with Shi Yun and Shi Ming, and sometimes even had a fleeting thought of Xiao Xu, so he didn't want to have too much contact with Ms. Chen. When Ms. Chen invited him, he made excuses, saying he had to leave early and had already made plans with friends. Hearing this, Ms. Chen's heart clenched, and tears almost welled up.

After work, everyone had left. Ms. Chen closed the door and sat alone in her office, feeling cold inside. She knew Zhang Chu was definitely with Shi Ming now, and they were in love. But she loved him too. He should know she was pregnant with his child; he shouldn't neglect her. His child needed him.

As she thought this with heart-wrenching pain, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: drive that girl away from him, and she could have Zhang Chu, have his love, and her child could receive much care from him.

She would definitely tell him about this child someday; he was the child's father, and he had a responsibility.

She opened her drawer and found Zhang Chu's Qingdao phone number in a notebook. When she saw the number, her heart skipped a beat, and her blood rushed to her head. She sat there for a long time before calming her inner turmoil. She told herself, "This is for our child."

She stood up, walked to the telephone, and picked up the phone to dial. After dialing only two numbers, she stopped. She couldn't let Zhang Chu know she was the one who made the call. If Zhang Chu knew, she would lose him, and her child would lose their father's love.

She put down the phone, hesitating, struggling, and in pain. She felt this was the best way to win back a little of Zhang Chu's love; she couldn't give up, she had to do it for their child.

She closed the office door, went downstairs, and rode her bicycle into the Nanjing University campus. She stood on the road and waited for a young man to come by. She stopped him and told him she was the wife of a teacher at the university, that her neighbor had gone home, and that her husband was with her sister. She asked him to make the call and tell the woman about her husband. She explained to the young man that she didn't want her neighbor to know she was the one who had informed on them, otherwise it would ruin their neighborly relationship. The young man then made the call for her…

At that time, Zhang Chu was waiting at home, and Shi Ming was still on her way home from work.

When Shiyun received the call, she understood what the other person was saying after only a few words. After hanging up, she stood there, stunned, as if she had known all along.

A long time passed before tears began to well up in her eyes, quickly spreading across her face. She rushed to her room, closing the door to keep her mother, who was working in the kitchen, from seeing her. After the door closed, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, her body swaying as if she were about to fall. She quickly grabbed the doorknob, steadied herself, and leaned against the door, biting her fingers to stifle her sobs. After a while, she moved towards the bed, but after only two steps, she swayed again. She quickly took a large step forward, threw herself onto the bed, and collapsed onto it

, sobbing uncontrollably. She lay there crying, biting the sheets, crying silently. The sheets were completely soaked, as if drenched in tears; her heart ached more and more with each cry, as if it were being cried out. She kept asking herself, "Zhang Chu, why are you like this?" She desperately wanted to pounce on Zhang Chu and beat him up. But now, she was so far away from him, and all the hatred and pain had to be borne alone. How could she bear it? After a long time, as if she had cried all her tears, she rolled over and lay on her back on the bed, her eyes numb as she stared at the ceiling, her face frighteningly pale, as if the tears had washed away all the color of blood. She felt like she was dead, her body ice-cold, a bone-chilling cold. Suddenly, she heard her mother calling her from outside, saying that little Chu Chu was crying.

She immediately sat up, grabbed the sheets to wipe away her tears, then stood up, went to the mirror to look at her face, carefully wiped away the tear stains on her face, and then answered her mother and opened the door to go out.

When she came out, her mother was comforting the child while asking what she had been doing in the room for so long.

Then she said, "The child kept crying, I knew she must have peed again. Look, it's wet down there, the little one is uncomfortable and is fussing, and you didn't come to help the baby, how can you keep warm in this weather?"

Shiyun quickly took the child from her mother and comforted Chuchu to stop crying. Her mother brought a clean set of clothes to change Chuchu into. Shiyun said, "Don't change her yet, let's get some water to bathe the baby."

At this moment, Shiyun spoke these words almost unconsciously, as if it were a habitual way of speaking. The pain in her heart was locked away, numbed by the deepest heartbreak, and she felt nothing. She looked at Chuchu and suddenly thought, should she call Zhang Chu and ask him how he was doing? As she thought this, she picked up the child and dialed the number, but no one answered. She wondered if Zhang Chu had gone out with Shiming. When she thought of this, she suddenly froze, as if Zhang Chu and Shiming were originally a couple, and she had become an outsider.

She sat on the stool with Chuchu in her arms, vaguely remembering the scenes of Zhang Chu and Shiming often playing together, and the more she thought about it, the more painful it became. So, they had been together for a long time? Shiming's divorce was also because of Zhang Chu? She immediately dismissed the thought. When she was home alone, Zhang Chu never went anywhere, only staying by her side. He loved everything about her, curling up in her arms at night, biting and caressing her—this didn't seem like someone who had another woman. He must have gotten together with Shi Ming after she returned to Qingdao. He can't live without women, how could I have abandoned him?

After her mother prepared the bathwater, she asked Shi Yun to bathe Chu Chu. As she bathed Chu Chu, she couldn't help but think, "Chu Chu, your father doesn't want us anymore." As she thought this, tears rolled down her cheeks, which she quickly wiped away. She knew that her thoughts were only due to heartache; how could Zhang Chu not want her? He was just a greedy man, wanting all the women in the world.

After she finished bathing Chu Chu, her father came home from work. Shi Yun paced back and forth in the living room, holding the child, worried that she might suddenly burst into tears in front of her parents. She thought, "I can't let them know. If they find out, they'll definitely scold Shi Ming, and they'll scold Zhang Chu too, and things will be even worse." As she thought about these things, it was as if she were making decisions for someone else, searching for strategies in her mind.

She dialed home repeatedly, but no one answered. At that moment, only one thought occupied her mind: Zhang Chu and Shi Ming had gone out; where were they off having fun together? She was tormented by pain and burned by unrequited love. It wasn't until after 10 PM that she finally got through to Zhang Chu. When she heard him say "hello," tears streamed down her face. Her parents, watching TV nearby, assumed she was missing Zhang Chu and didn't ask.

She turned her face away, hiding it from them. She knew Shi Ming was right next to Zhang Chu, perhaps even embracing him. As she spoke into the phone, tears streamed down her face, but she desperately tried to hold them back, not wanting Zhang Chu to know she was crying. She had decided hours earlier that she couldn't let Zhang Chu know she knew everything. She could bear the pain, but Zhang Chu might not be able to handle the blow. He cared about her. He knew that if she found out, he would never be able to let go of the burden of his mistake towards her. In her heart, Zhang Chu was just a greedy child, willful and capricious. He needed to be pampered, especially by women. His happiness came from this, and it was that simple. Zhang Chu was her everything. Although he had made a mistake with her, he was her friend, lover, and husband for life. She couldn't let Zhang Chu's momentary mistake ruin her life's joy and happiness. Many women didn't understand this, but she did. She planned to only talk to Shi Ming, asking her to leave Zhang Chu, to give her back the complete Zhang Chu, and to give her a whole life.

She didn't even intend to blame Shi Ming. She was her sister, and she had already suffered the blow of a failed marriage. Her being with Zhang Chu was just a moment of confusion. She was her older sister; how could she be so heartless as to steal her sister's man? Besides, her sister loved her man so much; she shouldn't interfere in her family. Her family was a happy, warm family, she always thought so, and everyone else thought so too, even her parents said so.

She asked Zhang Chu on the phone where he'd gone after work. Zhang Chu told her he'd gone swimming at the water park, then grabbed a quick bite outside, sat for a while at Gulou Square after dinner, and had just gotten back. Zhang Chu said a new musical fountain had been built at Gulou Square, and it only started flowing at night, so he'd waited a long time to get back. Shi Yun knew in her heart that Zhang Chu was lying; he must have been with Shi Ming. They'd gone swimming at the water park together, eaten together, and now… But she couldn't expose him. He was very proud, trying his best to protect what he had, to maintain his dignity in front of women and the love he received. She said to Zhang Chu, "You need to relax. You're all I think about. I can't sleep at night thinking about you. How's your Shi Yun?"

Zhang Chu said, "How can I describe how well you're doing? I've been waiting for you to come back soon. You said you'd be back in three weeks, and now I'm counting down the days. When you come back, I can hold you in my arms to sleep tonight."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yun's eyes immediately welled up with tears. Heartache and pain, love and indulgence—she couldn't express these feelings to Zhang Chu at that moment. She loved him too much and couldn't bear to cause him any sadness, not even the slightest unhappiness. She knew Zhang Chu meant what he said; he loved her. But Shi Yun felt something was strange. Zhang Chu always spoke to her like this on the phone. Would he speak like this if Shi Ming were there? She began to doubt the caller, but then she thought, why would someone call for no reason, especially when the things they said matched Zhang Chu's usual behavior? She already knew Zhang Chu was a bit of a womanizer. Thinking of this, her heart ached again. She held back her tears and said to Zhang Chu, "Darling, do you know how much your wife loves you?

Your wife is on leave at home taking care of the children, and she thinks of you every single moment. Your blood flows in my veins. Shi Yun will always be moved, and Chu Chu will be just as moved when he grows up. He'll say, 'Dad saved Mom.' Darling, sometimes I can't sleep, I worry about you being alone in Nanjing, you know that?"

Zhang Chu was somewhat surprised when he hung up the phone. What Shi Yun had said today had left him feeling very stifled; he had always felt guilty towards her. Every time he thought of Shi Yun, he wanted to move on, but it was just a fleeting thought, a pure longing, merely an expression of a desire. He went into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Shi Ming lay on the bed, her face turned away from him, ignoring him. She had heard everything he had said to her sister, and it had made her sad. She had once told Zhang Chu to answer her sister's call in the living room, to close the door, so she wouldn't hear a single word from him.

But after Zhang Chu actually closed the door, she became angry. She accused him of secretly saying nice things to her sister, and that he closed the door to avoid upsetting her. Then she interrogated him about what he had said. Forced into a corner, Zhang Chu started talking with the door open from then on, so Shi Ming wouldn't question him or suspect what he had said and become upset.

Seeing Shi Ming's anger, Zhang Chu got into bed, hugged her, and tried to comfort her. Shi Ming shook off Zhang Chu's embrace and said, "Don't pretend with me. Save your nice words for your sister. Isn't she coming back soon? You'll be able to sleep when she gets back. You couldn't sleep when you slept with me. I'm not as good as your sister. I keep you up at night. What do you need me for?"

Hearing Shi Ming's words, Zhang Chu angrily lay down on the bed and muttered to himself, "I'm so tired of living. I can't say anything. Whatever I say will make someone angry, and then they'll ignore me. What's the point? How many nice things have I said for this? How many more times do I have to say them? Sometimes I feel so tired. Loving someone is so tiring. Why do I even love? Isn't it good to be alone? At work and after work, I'm always thinking about her. What should I eat today? Where should I go tomorrow night? Is something wrong with her that she hasn't come back so late? If I don't receive a call from her all day, I feel like I've lost my soul. I have no energy for anything. Even when I make love to her, I'm thinking about making her happy. Where am I, even for myself, when I love someone like this?" Even when she's angry, she doesn't care if I'm right or wrong; she just goes up and apologizes first. Does living like this give me any sense of self? Is it meaningful? I'll leave someday. Hate me then; you'll never find me again. Let's see who you hate then. I hope you find someone who doesn't treat you like this, someone who brings you more happiness, someone who is more forgiving. Right now…

As Zhang Chu said this, Shi Ming's face was already covered in tears. She sat up and covered Zhang Chu's mouth, stopping him from continuing. She knew all too well that Zhang Chu was tired, tired of love, tired of being burdened by affection. It's just that she was used to arguing with Zhang Chu; whenever she couldn't get over something, she would argue with him. Her arguing wasn't the goal; it was just an emotional outburst.

She liked to tease Zhang Chu a little. She didn't realize that her teasing made him unhappy. His concessions, his attempts to please her, were just to make things pass quickly. Thinking about this, she felt sad and hated herself for not understanding Zhang Chu in this regard.

Seeing Shi Ming cry, Zhang Chu realized he had spoken too harshly again. He quickly sat up, hugged Shi Ming, and said, "I won't say anything anymore, okay?" Shi Ming hugged Zhang Chu's waist, looking aggrieved, and said, "I'm going to annoy you to death! It's your fault for always giving in to me."

On Monday noon, Shi Ming was about to take a nap in her dormitory when she suddenly heard a knock at the door. She got dressed and went to open it. When the door opened, Shi Ming froze. Shi Yun stood outside, looking haggard and exhausted. Seeing Shi Yun, Shi Ming immediately understood: Shi Yun knew everything about her and Zhang Chu. Her mind went blank. She stood there, speechless, even forgetting to call her "sister." She had already decided that if Shi Yun found out, she would accept whatever Shi Yun did to her. But seeing Shi Yun now, she felt it had all happened too fast, too suddenly. She couldn't bear to leave Zhang Chu.

Shi Yun had originally planned to call Shi Ming from Qingdao, begging her sister to leave Zhang Chu without alerting him. But she knew this was no small matter for her; she couldn't treat it so lightly. She had to persuade her sister to leave Zhang Chu. Zhang Chu was charming to girls; for a girl to fall in love with him and leave him required willpower, a strong suicidal will—to kill her own emotions, to kill her own love, to truly leave him. She knew her sister; she was like her, someone who valued her emotions highly, and for such a person, leaving Zhang Chu was even more difficult. She had to come back and beg her sister to give Zhang Chu back to her as he was. As Shi Yun stepped into the room and closed the door, Shi Ming suddenly knelt down with a thud, hugging Shi Yun's legs, tears streaming down her face. She said, "Sister, nothing I say now will matter. I know you're heartbroken; it's all my fault. I was lonely, and while you were away, I seduced Zhang Chu. Now, it's up to you whether you scold or punish me. I just beg you not to make things difficult for Zhang Chu. He loves you, he thinks of you, and he longs for your return every day. If you blame him, he won't be able to bear it." His biggest fear and worry is that you know about him. "Sister, don't ruin Zhang Chu because of me. He's been carrying a burden with me, always saying sorry to you. Sister, please don't tell me anything anymore. I'll never see Zhang Chu again. I hate him. He shouldn't have betrayed you. I don't want to see him again. Please, sister, let him go. Don't make things too difficult for him!"

When Shi Ming said this, Shi Yun found herself in a difficult position. She had originally thought her sister wouldn't agree to leave Zhang Chu, but her sister had said it herself, and kept saying she was wrong. From Shi Ming's words, Shi Yun knew that Shi Ming deeply loved Zhang Chu, but her sister seemed unaware of how much she knew Zhang Chu—he couldn't withstand setbacks. He could love passionately, but his love could only grow in a greenhouse, unable to withstand storms. This was determined by his personality; she couldn't blame him. A person's personality determines the kind of person they become. She knew Zhang Chu from the first day she met him. Her love for him wasn't based on something she didn't know.

Thinking of all this, she slowly squatted down, touching Shiming's face, tears streaming down her face.

At that moment, she felt a pang of reluctance to part with Shiming. Shiming was her sister, always her dear sister, irreplaceable by anyone else in the world; they were sisters. What did it matter that her sister had stolen her older sister's man?

She suddenly hugged Shiming and burst into tears. She was crying for Shiming, not for herself. Shiming deserved a good man. It wasn't her fault that she fell in love with Zhang Chu. Such an outstanding girl deserved a good man.

Shiyun didn't stay in Nanjing; she hurriedly boarded the train back to Qingdao that afternoon. She worried that Zhang Chu wouldn't be able to handle it if he knew she knew everything. She also worried that Zhang Chu wouldn't forgive her if he knew she had driven Shiming away. Her love was so complicated, so agonizing, and she was wholeheartedly protecting him.

Before boarding the train, she called Zhang Chu from the station square to ask about his situation. She tried to speak to Zhang Chu with a smile on the phone, but in her heart, she cried out, "Zhang Chu, I'm in Nanjing, your wife is in Nanjing. She longs to go back and spend one more night with you before leaving, but she doesn't even dare to go to her doorstep to look at you, do you know that? Your woman loves you so much it hurts her to death. She will never leave you again, she will bind your feet, tie your heart, and keep your love forever, Zhang Chu." As Shi Yun cried these words in her heart, she almost burst into tears, but she dared not. In her heart, Zhang Chu would always be a good man, a good husband, a good lover, and a good friend. She didn't want to make him sad.

After hanging up with Shi Yun, Zhang Chu felt a pang of inexplicable melancholy. He checked the time; it was already past seven. Shi Ming should be back by now. He turned on the TV, impatiently flipping through channels with the remote. After a while, he checked the time again; it was past eight, and Shi Ming still hadn't returned. He went to the balcony to look down. The streetlights below were dim, and there were few pedestrians. He stood there for a while, his anxiety growing. Something must have happened to Shi Ming that she was so late. Otherwise, she would have called him to let him know she wasn't waiting. He returned to the living room and sat there, telling himself that nothing was wrong with Shi Ming; she must have been delayed by something.

But by nine o'clock, Zhang Chu couldn't sit still any longer. He found a piece of paper and wrote on it, "Ming, I went out to look for you. Don't go anywhere when you come back. I'm so worried. Love, Chu." Then he hung it on the vase on the table so Shi Ming would easily see it when she returned. He closed the door and went to the bus stop. On the bus, he wondered if Shiming was sick. When he arrived at Shiming's workplace, he thought she might be home by now, so he called home from a public phone booth to see if she had arrived. No one answered; Shiming hadn't returned. He went to Shiming's dormitory, but then realized he'd forgotten his keys. He knocked on the door, but no one answered; Shiming wasn't there. He hesitated, thinking he should go back.

Shiming couldn't be in the dormitory; she must have gone somewhere.

Actually, Shiming was in her room. When Zhang Chu knocked, she desperately hoped he would open the door; she hadn't realized he didn't have his keys. But even if he did, he couldn't open it.

Zhang Chu didn't know that she was leaving him from today onwards. How she wished she could stay with him one more night; he was her Zhang Chu, the one she loved. She didn't want to leave him, but she had no choice. The moment she heard Zhang Chu knocking and calling her name, tears streamed down her face. Barefoot, she tiptoed to the door and peered through the crack at Zhang Chu. "Zhang Chu, I'm inside. I once said I was your wife, and you once said I was your wife too. Can you hear my heart beating? Can you hear my tears falling? Can you hear me calling your name in my heart? My Zhang Chu, don't say your Shiming is cruel. Shiming's heart is dead now. Without you, Shiming will never smile again. Love your sister well, Shiming will always love you..."

As Zhang Chu began to descend the stairs, Shiming leaned against the door, her body slowly slumping. In her heart, she cried out, "Zhang Chu, don't go, let me see you." Just as Zhang Chu was about to disappear at the top of the stairs, Shiming grabbed the lock, almost trying to twist it open, rush out, and throw herself into Zhang Chu's arms. But she slowly lowered her hand. She had promised Shiyun, she couldn't... She suppressed her grief, covering her mouth and sobbing.

Zhang Chu returned home close to ten o'clock. Zhang Chu was filled with unease. On his way back, he had been constantly checking for traffic accidents. Shi Ming had never acted like this before; something must have happened to her today! But how could he find out? Had Shi Ming started another fight with him? He thought, "How could that be? We were fine last night, how could Shi Ming be like this?"

He suppressed his anxiety and waited for Shi Ming, telling himself, "Shi Ming will definitely come back; nothing will happen to her." But when midnight arrived, Zhang Chu couldn't hold on any longer. A wave of sorrow washed over him, and he had only one thought: something must have happened to Shi Ming. He still couldn't convince himself otherwise. He went downstairs and took a taxi to Shi Ming's dorm, this time bringing his key.

When he arrived at Shi Ming's dorm door, he knocked and called out to Shi Ming, but no one answered. He took out his key to open the door, but unexpectedly found that the lock wouldn't open; the key was wrong. The lock had been changed.

Almost instantly, Zhang Chu's spirit completely collapsed. His first thought was that Shi Ming had left him; she had a boyfriend. He stood frozen at the door, hesitating for a long time, then called out, "Shiming, are you there?" No one answered, and tears streamed down his face. Shiming had finally left him. She hadn't even told him; she had just left him like that. She must be with her friend now. Shiming… After calling out that in his heart, he didn't know what else to say. He just stood there, tears streaming down his face—tears of sorrow, the tears of a man who hadn't grown up. And he didn't know that inside that door, at that very moment, a pair of red, tear-filled eyes were watching him through the crack, calling his name in their hearts as well. She had wanted to open the door several times, to throw herself into his arms, but she had already made a promise to Shiyun, and she didn't have the courage to take that step again. Her biggest regret now was that when they were together, she had wasted so much time arguing with him instead of being loving and devoted to each other.

In her heart, she said, "Zhang Chu, come home. Your sister will be back soon. Everything Shiming gave you, your sister has given you. You always said that everything your sister has is the best. Zhang Chu, in the next life, I'll marry you before your sister." "Zhang Chu, go home. Go home and take a shower. Have you had dinner? If you don't leave soon, I'm going to open the door, Zhang Chu..."

Zhang Chu stood at the door for a while, tears streaming down his face, before slowly dragging his feet down the stairs. The stairwell was dark, and he couldn't see the steps clearly, so he grabbed the railing and shuffled down step by step. Reaching the first floor from the fifth floor, he used almost all his strength. On the first floor, he sat down on the last step. The damp stairwell was swarming with mosquitoes, biting and stinging him, but he barely felt them. He sat there numbly for a long time before finally getting up and leaving.

It was almost two o'clock when he got home. He lay on the bed, still naked, his mind blank. He couldn't believe Shi Ming had left him like this. Maybe it was just a misunderstanding, or maybe he cared too much about Shi Ming, always thinking the worst. How could Shi Ming leave him? Shi Ming had said she would never leave him in this life; she was his Shi Ming.

He couldn't sleep all night, lying in bed, his mind racing. The next morning, as soon as he arrived at his office, he called Shiming's office. The person who answered told him that Shiming hadn't come to work yet. A little while later, he called again, and the person who answered said that Shiming had taken a long leave and gone on vacation.

He was almost stunned when he hung up the phone. Standing by the window, he would have burst into tears if he hadn't steeled himself. He rushed to the restroom, locked himself in a stall, and sat on the toilet, silently weeping. Everything was finally confirmed; the day he feared most had finally arrived—Shiming had left him. The love he had tried so hard to protect had betrayed him; he had been abandoned. He sat on the toilet, his heart ice-cold. Shiming had left him without even telling him; he had been coldly and suddenly abandoned by her. He had once been a man in her eyes, a man who had conquered her emotionally and physically! Only now did he realize that he was nothing.

He sat on the toilet for who knows how long, until his tears had dried, before returning to his office. When he returned to his office, Xiao Xu was there. Xiao Xu looked surprised at his appearance and asked if he was feeling unwell. He replied that he wasn't feeling unwell anywhere. After he sat down, Xiao Xu sat opposite him blankly and quietly asked if something was on his mind, telling him not to keep it bottled up.

He suddenly remembered a game he used to play as a child. He told Xiao Xu, "When I was little, I played a game of stacking blocks. You stacked all the blocks together, then flicked your finger at any one of the middle blocks. After that block flew off, the blocks above would land steadily without collapsing. When I grew up, I didn't play with blocks anymore; I played with bricks. I would stack many bricks together, then grab one in my hand and flick it at the middle block. After that brick flew off, the blocks above would always fall down. I never succeeded. Once, the stack of bricks fell on my feet, and I got several cuts and bled a lot."

Xiao Xu was a little confused as to why Zhang Chu was telling this story. She said to Zhang Chu, "Maybe you didn't use enough force." Zhang Chu replied, "It's because the brick isn't smooth. When we were children, everything we held was smooth; now that we're grown up, nothing we hold is smooth." Just as Zhang Chu finished speaking, Ms. Chen entered. Seeing Zhang Chu's listless expression, she guessed what was wrong. She went to talk to him, trying to cheer him up. As she spoke, she sweetly thought of their child. She thought that after a while, she would tell Zhang Chu and make him happy.

After Xiao Xu and Ms. Chen left, he sat there blankly, heartbroken. He couldn't understand it; he felt Shi Ming should have told him. They had broken up; shouldn't she have said goodbye? He loved her; she should know that even though he had caused her so much pain, they had also shared many sweet moments together. He couldn't figure it out all day. Every time the phone rang, he rushed to answer it, thinking to himself, "This time it must be Shi Ming," but each time it was the same disappointment. Before leaving get off work, he called Shi Yun. Shi Yun arrived home in the morning. From Zhang Chu's slightly hoarse voice, she knew he must have cried. She silently shed tears, unsure if for herself or for Zhang Chu. But she still asked, "What's wrong?" Zhang Chu so wanted to tell someone, "Shi Ming is gone; she's left me," but who could he tell? He really wanted to find someone to throw himself into her arms and cry his heart out. He asked Shi Yun, "When are you coming back?" Shi Yun said, "Since you miss me so much, I'll come back soon. I won't wait three weeks. I miss you too."

After Zhang Chu hung up the phone, everyone in the office was busy leaving, and he suddenly felt lost and disoriented. Shi Ming was gone; what would he do back there? Being alone in an empty room was terrifying; he was afraid of that loneliness, afraid of that solitude.

When he went downstairs, Ms. Chen was still in the office, but he didn't stop; he left without even saying goodbye. Ms. Chen had intentionally stayed to wait for him, wanting to talk to him and offer him some comfort. She even hoped Zhang Chu would take her home, where she could undress him. What Shi Ming could give him, she could give him too. But as Zhang Chu silently walked past her, she sat in her office, feeling a pang of self-pity.

After going downstairs, Zhang Chu still went to Shi Ming's dormitory. He was still unwilling to give up; he didn't believe Shi Ming had gone on a trip. She must be at home, just unwilling to see him again. He thought to himself, she must have a boyfriend now, a boyfriend much better than him.

He just wanted to see her one more time, to let her know she was in Nanjing, that she was doing well—that would be enough for him. What more could he ask for? He had loved her after all; how could he not care about her? She had once lived in his heart, and she would forever reside there; she was his Shiming.

He arrived at Shiming's dormitory and, as usual, took out his key to open the door. The lock wouldn't open; the key didn't match the lock. He stood there, stunned, calling out in his heart, "Shiming." At that moment, he so desperately wanted to throw himself onto Shiming's bed and cry his heart out. He cried out in his heart, "Shiming, you can't leave me."

He left Shiming's place, finding nowhere to go; he didn't want to go anywhere. When he returned, it was already dark. As he dragged his heavy steps upstairs, he didn't know that someone was hiding behind him in a dark corner, secretly watching him go upstairs, her face covered in tears. She wanted to go up and call out to him, even more, she wanted to hug his waist and walk back with him.

She hadn't been close to him for two days; she missed him, her tears had dried up, and she couldn't sleep at night. She wasn't used to sleeping alone anymore; she wanted him to hold her as she slept. Zhang Chu, do you know I'm right behind you right now? "How come you didn't find me? Where did you look for me?" Zhang Chu…

Zhang Chu returned home, groped his way to the sofa in the dark, knelt on the floor, buried his head in the sofa, and silently shed tears. He had never experienced such pain before; he couldn't accept it all. It all came too suddenly!

He loved her so much, how could she leave him like this? Did she never love him at all?

As he thought these painful thoughts, the phone rang. He got up to answer it; it was Shi Yun. He felt a surge of comfort. He tried his best to raise his voice, pretending to be cheerful, but he couldn't find the tone he used to joke with Shi Yun. What he missed most now was when Shi Yun would come back. He needed Shi Yun; she was his love. At this moment, he especially needed Shi Yun's comfort. Shi Yun sensed the immense pain in his voice. She felt she should return to Zhang Chu's side as soon as possible; she couldn't let Zhang Chu remain trapped in this pain. If this continued, he would break down in agony. He wasn't someone who could withstand painful blows; he loved his own things too much, including women. After talking with Zhang Chu for a long time, she told him she would go back early.

This weekend seemed a bit unusual. A strong wind had been blowing since the afternoon and hadn't stopped by nightfall.

Alone in the dark room, listening to the howling wind outside, he felt especially lonely. He missed Shiming; he didn't know where she was. These days, he went to Shiming's dormitory every day after work, hoping to suddenly see her return. He wanted to see her just once; she was his Shiming.

After it got completely dark, it started to rain. At first, the raindrops were sparse, then it became a torrential downpour. He sat by the window, watching the thunder and rain outside, feeling a little afraid. Through the darkness, he seemed to see Shiming running in the rain, running towards him. As she ran, she called his name all the way.

He left the window, sat blankly on the sofa, feeling lost and unable to find peace. He suddenly remembered what Xiao Xu had told him when she got off work; she had asked Zhang Chu where the Mustard Seed Garden was. Mustard Seed Garden was Li Yu's private garden, built during the Kangxi era. Its pavilions, terraces, doors, windows, plaques, ponds, rockeries, flowers, trees, and furnishings were all meticulously arranged. Li Yu described it in several places in his *Idle Thoughts*. It was also the publishing house where Li Yu published his books. Zhang Chu only knew this much. Over three hundred years have passed, and Mustard Seed Garden has left no trace; few people even know of it. Xiao Xu wanted Zhang Chu to accompany her to search for Mustard Seed Garden in the wild, overgrown paths the next day, saying it was to find a sigh of the vicissitudes of time amidst the layers of history.

Zhang Chu knew Mustard Seed Garden was in the southwest corner of Nanjing, but he didn't know its exact location. He couldn't even tell if it was inside or outside the city walls, on this side or the other side of the Qinhuai River. He picked up the phone and called Xiao Xu, wanting to ask her where they were going to search for Mustard Seed Garden the next day. After receiving his call, Xiao Xu asked why he wasn't out for leisure. He forgot to ask her about Mustard Seed Garden and told her, "I miss you."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Xu called a taxi and rushed over. Almost as soon as he opened the door, he pulled Xiao Xu into his arms. "Oh, Shiming, you're back," he thought to himself, tears soaking Xiao Xu's chest. He led her into the room, carried her to the bed, and in the dark, undressed her completely. Then, holding her body, he caressed and kissed her repeatedly…

a thousand tender moments, as if born from the pain of the past few days. He caressed her for an unknown amount of time before finally removing his own clothes, lying on top of Xiao Xu, and kissing her. Through tears in his pain, he said to Xiao Xu, "I'm going in." Then he parted Xiao Xu's legs and slowly pushed his penis into her vagina. During the push, he encountered resistance. He kissed Xiao Xu, then thrust forcefully, his penis breaking through the resistance and penetrating inside. He stirred, probed, and roamed joyfully inside… At that moment, he felt no pain, only pleasure! Oh, Shiming… Outside, the wind and rain were raging, and he was reaching climax on Xiao Xu amidst the downpour…

Suddenly, he was awakened by a series of chaotic footsteps. He sat up and saw Shiyun standing by the bed with shocked eyes. In a panic, he pushed Xiao Xu away. Xiao Xu opened his eyes, saw Shiyun, and

cried out, frantically searching for his clothes in shame and confusion. Zhang Chu grabbed a piece of clothing and immediately jumped out of bed. He stood in front of Shiyun but didn't know what to say. His legs trembled, and he wanted to call out to Shiyun, but the words wouldn't come out. He felt completely broken. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of Shiyun with a thud.

Almost simultaneously, he called out for the first time, "Shiyun!" But Shiyun was completely enraged at this moment. She never expected to see this scene when she returned. The person she had carefully protected had turned out like this! Was this her Zhang Chu?

In her anger, she suddenly raised a hand and slapped Zhang Chu across the face…

Zhang Chu was knocked to the ground by the blow. He sat there, staring at Shi Yun in utter shock. She had never treated him like this before! Was this really Shi Yun? Had she abandoned him too? Shi Yun, too, was shocked to see Zhang Chu lying on the ground. She hadn't expected to hit him; she must be crazy! Zhang Chu, do you know your Shi Yun is calling for you? As their eyes still clashed in astonishment, Xiao Xu suddenly screamed and rushed out of the room. Zhang Chu immediately jumped up and followed her, calling out to her to stop.

It was barely dawn, and the rain was even heavier than the night before; visibility was only a few meters. Xiao Xu ran barefoot and naked through the downpour after rushing out of the building. Behind her, Zhang Chu chased after her, repeatedly calling her name, begging her to stop, not to run. Suddenly, a black sedan darted out from the sloping road. Zhang Chu saw it and tried to dodge, but his foot slipped, and he fell in the middle of the road. The black sedan immediately ran over him. A few meters ahead, Xiao Xu heard a scream behind her and turned around in shock. The black sedan, as if out of control, crashed into her, knocking her down and then continuing forward for several meters before stopping. The driver got out, saw the scene before him, and fled in terror.

Zhang Chu lay in the middle of the road, his blood pooling on the ground in the rain. A few meters away, Xiao Xu lay on the roadside, her crimson blood also seeping out in the rain. The two streams of blood merged in the downpour, mingling with the water and flowing forward…

At that moment, Shi Yun ran into the rain, chasing after Zhang Chu, calling his name…

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