The young woman is from Xinjiang

"The bright moon rises over the Tianshan Mountains, amidst the vast sea of clouds. A long wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, passing through the Jade Gate Pass." 1250 years after Li Bai wrote this poem, "The Moon Over the Mountain Pass," in July 2005, I flew to Xinjiang for the first time. I spent over ten days experiencing Xinjiang's snow-capped mountains, Gobi Desert, grasslands, lakes, and poplar forests. To describe Xinjiang, one word—vast! To describe its scenery, two words—magnificent! The most memorable part of this trip was after returning from Lop Nur. We hired a Hongqi car and drove from Korla back to Urumqi. The weather forecast for Korla that day was 37 degrees Celsius, but when we crossed the 4000-meter-high Bingdaban Pass, the temperature plummeted to below -10 degrees Celsius, with heavy snow falling on the mountain—a true contrast of ice and fire! How could one word describe the exhilaration?!

Back in Urumqi, we got back to our work. A friend called to say that the temperature in Beijing was as high as 40 degrees Celsius, while in the hotel in Xinjiang, it was only about 25 or 26 degrees Celsius without air conditioning, which was very comfortable. Alone in an empty room, I always felt something was missing from my life. After much thought, I finally realized that my life was indeed missing one thing—women!

I come from a rural background and have always been shy and not good at striking up conversations. I am grateful to the times, I am grateful to technology, and I am grateful to those who brought computers and the internet to my life. Thank you so much, thank you for bringing me women.

Since graduating in 2001, I have made many female friends through the internet, chat rooms, and QQ. Most of them have become or will become my women.

When I realized that my life was missing women, I, with the speed of Liu Xiang hurdling the 110-meter hurdles at the Athens Olympics, turned on my computer, connected to the internet, and started my QQ. QQ's functions are indeed amazing these days. I quickly found a bunch of women in Urumqi who were also temporarily staying with me. They had strange usernames, but I never valued names over substance. Following the principle of "sowing many seeds and reaping few," I sent mating signals to at least 30 targets.

One of them was named... to adhere to the principle of privacy, I'll call her Xiaosi for now; Xinjiang people like to call each other that, haha. Xiaosi and I chatted happily, and I quickly found out her profession—advertising designer, age—26, married for 3 years, and childless. With the goal of achieving my desire as quickly as possible, I started to inquire about her married life. It was already 1 a.m., and I asked her why her husband wasn't with her. She said her husband was already asleep. I asked, "Why don't you sleep with your husband?" She sent me a smiley face ^_^. Haha, so I pressed my advantage and asked if they were harmonious. She said they were relatively harmonious, but the time was short. Upon hearing this, I became interested and quickly asked her husband if he lacked stamina or if his technique needed improvement. She gave me a smile again. I suggested she show her husband ***'s famous work, "On Protracted War," which might offer some inspiration. She didn't understand at first, but after my prompting, she suddenly realized and said I was humorous. I told her I was not only humorous but also had great stamina. She asked how long, and I said over forty minutes. She was surprised; that was her ten times or more. I asked her, "Have you never experienced an orgasm?" She said no. I asked how her lover performed. She said she didn't have a lover. I said, "Why don't you find one? A woman shouldn't suffer like this!" She said that was true, but she didn't know what kind of person to look for. So, she volunteered. She said she only had her husband as a man. So, I told her we were both adults, and we would abide by the rules of the game, which would absolutely not affect her family and life! I seized the opportunity and suggested meeting in person.

She hesitated for a moment and said she wanted to see what I looked like. She

was quite confident in her appearance, saying that she hadn't had video calls while on a business trip to Xinjiang, but she had taken many photos recently. She said the photo was better. So, I found a photo of Dabancheng and sent it to her. Speaking of which, I have to complain about China Mobile; I was using Wi-Fi, and the photo transfer speed was incredibly slow, much to the girl's annoyance. I apologized while telling her some off-color jokes to cheer her up. The photo finally transferred, and I confidently asked her for her opinion, but she said she couldn't open it. I was utterly devastated!

Was my attempt to woo her going to fail like this? I was unwilling to give up, but I had no choice but to patiently teach her countless ways to open the photo, but none of them worked.

When she said she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed, I asked for her phone number. She wanted me to promise her not to call her casually, as she was afraid her husband would find out. So, I reiterated the "rules of the game"—no interference, no disruption. Heh, then she asked me for her phone number first, so I quickly typed in a string of numbers: 13.

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