[Snowy Night]

The car sped along the road from Chitose Airport to Sapporo. The roads had just been cleared of snow, and snowdrifts,

half a person's height, piled up along the roadside, but the heavy snowfall showed no signs of stopping.

"It's snowing heavily, that's nice," Myo-bun said happily, looking out the window.

"Snowfall is commonplace in Hokkaido winters, isn't it?" the boss replied lazily, then

continued typing on his PDA.

Sitting to the left of the driver, I didn't intend to say anything. The boss's tone indicated that

there was no need to continue this topic. So I just glanced at Myo-bun out of the corner of my eye through the rearview mirror. The schedule was tight;

we had to have a meeting as soon as we arrived at the hotel, so everyone had to dress formally and board the plane in their business attire.

I hate suits, especially wearing this outfit and being confined to an economy class seat makes me feel

like Dr. Lecter being transported. The problem is, someone like me, carrying a briefcase, can only fit into

economy class . Anyway, as you can see now—a tedious business itinerary, a simple three-person team: the boss

in charge of signing contracts and being entertained, Miaowen, the translator and secretary, and me, the

underling carrying the suitcase and opening the car door. Speaking of Miaowen's attire, she wore a dark blue open-front dress with silver glitter stripes,

perfectly tailored, with a wide, off-white belt tied at the waist, making her figure appear very slender; paired with her

short hair past her ears and thin-rimmed frameless glasses, her style was simple yet chic, appearing professional and

capable without overshadowing the boss.

As for me, being invisible is the fate of an assistant, so the more my style blends into the carpet or curtains,

the better . The driver told me in heavily accented English that we had arrived at the hotel, and Miaowen took over, asking him to wait at the entrance in Japanese

, as we would drop off our luggage and then head to the meeting venue.

The meeting was held near Sapporo City Hall. The meeting itself was unremarkable: a

long of reports, discussions and exchanges until evening, followed by a trip to a high-class restaurant for seasonal seafood and heavy drinking—

and the deal was done. Then the boss coughed and gave me a wink. I nodded slightly,

understanding that the "girly" part was about to begin, and I had to get the lady out of there.

If the boss weren't completely illiterate in Japanese, we wouldn't have needed a translator; usually, it's just the two of us

out and about. He enjoys these kinds of "entertainment activities," but I'm already numb to them. No matter

where you are in the world, if you don't feel anything for a woman, once you're naked, the only difference is the color of her pubic hair.

I'm so tired of always having to drag the drunken old man back to his room, sometimes even having to stand guard

to prevent him from going on a rampage. It's true what they say: "You get the pleasure, I get the pain"—a chance to escape is something I'd

be happy to do. Mr. Sasaki from the other party whispered to me that they would take care of getting the boss back to

the hotel I thanked him, but still left my phone number just in case.

I originally wanted to ask the club's receptionist to call a taxi, but Miaowen said that the hotel wasn't far anyway, so we might as well

walk . So the two of us put on our coats and walked onto the sidewalk.

The snow that had been falling all day had lessened and turned into fine, powdery snow. Miaowen pulled up the hood of her coat

to cover her head and smiled slightly. "Haven't you been here before? Lead the way."

"I thought you'd traveled all over Japan?"

"I went to university in Kyoto, so I've traveled all over Honshu. But during holidays, even when my Japanese classmates

invited me to go out, everyone went south. We planned to go to Hokkaido a few times,

but we never ended up going." "That's a pity. Sapporo isn't that fun. If we were in Hakodate now, I could

take you to see the night view."

Miaowen pushed her glasses up her nose, stuck out her tongue, and laughed. "Even though we're

a lone man and woman , don't try to take advantage of your older sister!"

I smiled slightly too. "Anyway, you speak Japanese. If I shout 'Help!' Japanese people will understand!"

"Then let's not go to any secluded or deserted places. Let's just take a walk around Odori Park."

I knew she was joking. Miaowen is three years older than me. Because she's petite and takes

good , she looks like she's in her twenties

, even though she's thirty-three. As for my appearance, I'm the kind of person who ages prematurely, and coupled with my fairly stable personality, I actually look older than her. We've been colleagues for over two years, worked on

several cases together, and enjoyed each other's company. We both have a good impression of each other.

However, firstly, I know she has a boyfriend she's been dating for a long time, and secondly, the company isn't big, but there are already quite a few gossipy

women around , and even more people who like to add fuel to the fire. So, aside from work, we usually only

meet in the break room to chat, occasionally go out for lunch together, chat, or work on cases .

When we disagree, she'll deliberately put on a serious face and say, "Xiaoye, for things like this,

you can't go wrong by listening to your older sister." Then she can't help but smile sweetly. At this point, I'll retort with a lame

joke , and she'll punch me a few times on the arm. But that's about it.

...

In December, Odori Park in downtown Sapporo was already covered in snow. The famous snow sculpture festival hadn't started yet,

but neon lights had already been erected throughout the park, reflecting off the towering TV tower in the distance and shimmering against

the white snow , creating a mesmerizing atmosphere.

Perhaps because she had drunk a little alcohol earlier, Miaowen didn't seem to feel the cold and seemed quite excited.

Although she was still wearing high heels, she still wobbled into the snow, admiring the scenery as she walked. I had no

choice but to follow closely behind, careful that she didn't slip: "Aren't your feet cold?"

"They're fine, my stockings are quite thick!"

"That's good. Don't get too caught up in the scenery, watch your step. When the temperature fluctuates around zero, the melting snow

freezes, making it very easy to slip."

"I know, it's not like I've slipped before..." Before she could finish speaking, she slipped and fell, and before I

could help her up, Miaowen was sprawled on the snow. Perhaps feeling embarrassed herself, she immediately tried

to get up, but as she braced herself, her glasses, which had fallen to the ground, snapped with a crack, breaking off at the bridge of her nose.

Miaowen froze, and I quickly put my arm around her waist to help her up, picking up the broken glasses.

"Are you hurt?"

"I'm...I'm okay, my glasses!"

"They're broken! Do you have another pair?"

"I have a pair of contact lenses in my luggage."

"That's good."

"But... my prescription is very strong. Without my glasses, I won't be able to walk back in this condition. It's terrible."

"It's okay, I'll hold your hand and lead you away from the snow so you don't slip again."

I carefully took her hand and led her onto the path. Although there was no wind, it was still bone-chillingly cold,

and could feel the warmth emanating from Miaowen's soft hand all the more. Afraid of her falling, I pulled her closer and

put my arm around her waist. Even through my thick coat, I could feel her soft breasts pressing against my chest.

Although I had long since left that innocent era behind, somehow, tonight's light,

almost imperceptible touch stirred my heart.

Actually, what's so hard to understand? A voice inside me said, "You like her, you have

feelings for her, it's that simple."

So I asked that voice, which sounded more like my conscience, "You think

it's wrong to take advantage of her, since she's a little drunk and needs help?"

Then I heard him say, "Dude, I'm just your inner 'OS,' I can't control your penis.

As your conscience, I can only remind you to wear a condom."

I quickly shook my head, interrupting the conversation. Damn, it seems the Japanese shochu I just drank is acting up

. It seems my conscience isn't very principled after all. No matter how things develop, tonight is destined to be

very long, very…

Then I found it was even worse on the path. The snow had frozen into a shell of ice, and even I was a little unsteady,

let alone Miaowen in her high heels. Then she slipped again, and I quickly reached out with my other hand to pull her up. She also

reached out and hugged my waist, and now we were embracing.

The park's dazzling lights illuminated our eyes and expressions clearly. Miaowen

was half a head shorter than me, and from my angle, I could see her snow-white, oval face from above. Miaowen's features were delicate

: a pointed chin, slightly high cheekbones, a straight nose, small, thin lips, and long, light eyebrows, giving her

an elegant air. But paired with her large eyes and long eyelashes, she possessed a touch of elfin charm.

To be honest, while Miaowen was beautiful, she wasn't strikingly stunning, just very pleasing to the eye

. Her playful expression as she smiled and her eyes darted around was particularly captivating.

Now, with our eyes locked, I felt incredibly awkward. If her gaze were hazy,

things would be easier (whether we were doing something good or bad), but her cheeks, though

slightly flushed from the alcohol, remained fixed on me with clear, large eyes, giving me a "what are you planning?" look.

The moment I held the beautiful woman in my arms, just feeling her slender waist against my chest and her soft

breasts against my skin was enough to make my heart race. If these intoxicating sensations

were somewhat less pronounced because of the heavy coat, then Miaowen's scent was unmistakably overwhelming

.

At this close proximity, you could smell her shampoo, the faint scent of foundation, her

breath tinged with alcohol, and the aroma of her lipstick, all mingling with the evaporation of her sweat.

My reason immediately went blank due to the overwhelming surge of female hormones in my brain. If

I hadn't seen her gaze, I might have already kissed her without hesitation. However,

despite the warning lights flashing in my mind, my arms involuntarily tightened around her, and then, quite honestly, I became erect.

Now, it wasn't just one person blushing.

The air seemed to freeze; I don't know how long this awkward atmosphere lasted—two seconds

or hours? Suddenly, Miaowen sneezed, and while covering her mouth, she pulled

her right hand back and lightly pushed my chest with her left. I took the opportunity to release her hand and changed

the subject: "It's getting colder, let's hurry back to the hotel?"

For the rest of the walk, I felt awkward about putting my arm around her waist. Miaowen grabbed the belt of my

coat , while I held her arm and carefully led her forward. Anyway, we couldn't see anything clearly now,

so a guided tour was out of the question. I had hoped this nighttime walk could last as long as possible, but now I just wanted to get to the hotel as

quickly . In short, I half-dragged and half-pulled Miaowen to her room.

Although I hadn't expected anything, what could have been a beautiful, atmospheric scene turned into

this awkward ending, which was probably just a matter of not doing enough good deeds.

I said goodnight to Miaowen and was about to go back to my room when I heard her clicking and turning the doorknob

for a long time but unable to open the door. There are many types of room key cards. This one had a sensor above the doorknob

, in a keyhole-like spot. The doorman seemed to have reminded us when he helped us with our luggage this morning, but we were probably in a rush and didn't

pay attention .

I opened the door for her and turned on the power as well. The small Western-style room was elegantly decorated, and the orange

lighting made it feel warm and inviting. I shared a double room with the owner, while Miaowen's room

only had one large bed. I watched her toss her coat onto the back of the chair, plop down on the edge of the bed, and exhale. I

teased, "Want me to turn on the TV for you, and run the bath too?"

Miaowen rolled her eyes at me. "I'm just making you atone for your sins. You think I'll let you off so easily?"

Sister, you really know how to hit a nerve! I was speechless again. If I were smart, I

would have just smiled and left without saying a word. But I stupidly replied, "

What ?"

Miaowen stood up, tilted her head, and gently bit her index finger, a mischievous expression on her face as she pretended to be thinking.

I saw her bright, lively eyes, her slightly parted red lips revealing neat teeth, and her short hair

swept to one side, revealing a section of fair skin from behind her ear to her neck. Suddenly, the red light in my brain

went out, and I lunged forward, hugging Miaowen and kissing her lips.

Miaowen was startled and ducked, and my lips touched her forehead. She struggled, but

this time I held her very tightly and pushed her against the wall, pressing her back against it, showering her with

kisses.

Looking back now, I'm surprised I didn't get an erection; I was only focused on kissing her lips.

Lips. Perhaps it was this subtle difference that caused Miaowen's different reactions later. If I had just pressed

hard , wouldn't it have been considered rape?

I felt Miaowen's body writhing violently in my arms, her breathing becoming rapid.

Slowly , although she still turned her face away, her body's resistance weakened. My brain temperature also dropped, and my arms

relaxed slightly.

Miaowen took the opportunity to pull out one hand and press it against my lips. Although she didn't push me away forcefully, I

realized I had gone too far, so I let go of her and took a step back. The two of us stared at each other like this

, unable to say anything. In this situation, could saying sorry be enough?

Just as the frozen atmosphere seemed like it would never thaw, Miaowen took a step forward and gently

kissed my chin... The green light was on, so I didn't need anyone to teach me what to do next, right?

I reached out and cupped Miaowen's cheeks, her eyes slightly closed, and I leaned in to kiss her lips. First, there

was a light peck. Then, I increased the pressure of my sucking, tasting the sweetness of her

lipstick , tentatively pushing my tongue deeper each time.

Miaowen let out a thick, nasal sound, hooking her arms around my waist and pressing her breasts against mine. I

felt her warm, full breasts rubbing against my chest, so I reached out and stroked her back with my left hand, feeling

the outline of her bra straps under the soft fabric of her dress, while my other hand kneaded and pinched her buttocks.

Actually, we were both mature men and women over thirty, it was just a matter of whether or not to have sex. As for

technique, it was only a matter of skill or lack thereof, not ability.

During the kiss, Miaowen's teeth parted slightly, and my tongue slipped into her mouth, intertwining with hers,

while I increased the pressure of my sucking, drawing the tip of her tongue into my mouth and gently biting it with my teeth. She withdrew

her tongue , captured my lower lip, and slowly pulled it apart; when our lips finally separated, under the light, we could still

see a thin strand of saliva clinging to each other's lips.

I lightly touched Miaowen's right breast with my left hand, and she frowned slightly, pretending

to , poking my chest hard with her index finger, and whispering, "You take it off first."

Without saying a word, I started taking it off. At this crucial moment, I realized that men's clothes are damn hard to take off.

I had to take off my suit jacket, then untie the knot of my tie, and the shirt also had damn buttons, bra buttons, and cuff buttons.

While I was still frantically struggling with my own buttons, Miaowen zipped up the back of her dress

all the way . The white belt at her waist was just decorative, so she then pulled the dress up over her shoulders,

and the soft fabric of the dress slid down to the ground, leaving her in only her underwear and stockings, except for her high heels.

Then, as if deliberately mocking me, she sniffed and made a face. Even in situations like this, she

still loves seeing me make a fool of myself, really…

At this point, I wasn't in the mood to admire her figure; I needed to straighten my clothes first. After finally

taking off my trousers and socks, leaving me only in shorts, I finally turned my attention back to Miaowen, and what I

saw made my eyes widen.

Miaowen's work attire is always simple and practical minimalist. She usually likes to wear simple skinny

jeans paired with a monochrome pullover sweater or a CK blouse, looking effortlessly chic without being sloppy. But

her underwear was even more elaborate. At this moment,

she was wearing a pure white demi-cup bra, paired with high-waisted, strapless panties that covered her entire buttocks. At first

glance the style seemed a bit conservative, but actually, only her nipples and the area between her legs, about the

size of a palm (Miaowen's palm, not mine, otherwise, what would be the point of looking?), were cleverly covered with patterns; the rest was all silk and openwork

. Just looking at the silk and the cut, you could tell it was in the three to five thousand yuan range, probably even imported from Europe

? The three-inch wide lace-trimmed black silk stockings were actually from Wolford, costing two or three thousand (

how do I know this? It can only be attributed to

a painful experience left to me by a girlfriend many years ago on the eve of Valentine's Day).

If your figure isn't good, trying to salvage it with underwear is futile. Miaowen is 163 centimeters tall, not particularly tall,

and a thin, but with a slender waist and long legs. Her breasts are between a B and a C cup, which is just right in terms of overall proportion.

I gently squeezed her breasts with both hands; the areas my fingers touched were very soft and moist. With increased pressure , I could feel her nipples hardening and protruding in the center of my palms. Miaowen let out a soft moan, enjoying my caresses of her breasts, while her left hand rubbed my penis through her shorts. 　　I lifted Miaowen up by the waist, letting her sit on the edge of the bed. I knelt facing her, kissing her from both sides of her snow-white neck down to her collarbone, then half-kissing, half-biting, licking her white, tender breasts and cleavage . Miaowen's bra cleverly concealed her nipples with a butterfly pattern. Through the soft silk fabric, I took her already swollen nipple into my mouth, licking it and breathing warm air onto it. 　　Miaowen felt a little dizzy, placing her hands on my shoulders and lowering her head until our foreheads touched. I could feel her body trembling involuntarily. Knowing she was deeply aroused, I pulled her bra straps aside, down slightly to her armpits, and her rounded breasts popped out of the cups, her erect, brown nipples swaying before my eyes. 　　At that moment, Miaowen seemed to reflexively try to raise her hands to cover her breasts, but halfway up, she realized her action was somewhat ridiculous, so she instead stroked my cheek, smiled slightly, and kissed my forehead . 　　I smiled back, reaching behind me to unfasten her bra. Then, while licking Miaowen 's left nipple, I pressed her right nipple with my right hand, making it slightly concave, and then slowly kneaded it in a circular motion. 　　My left hand, meanwhile, gently rubbed her back along her spine. After doing the same movements for a while, I switched sides. My abdomen pressed against Miaowen's private parts, and through her thin panties, I could feel the warm, moist scent emanating from her vulva. So, I took the opportunity to pull down my shorts, gently helped her lie down, placed her legs on my shoulders, and pulled down her panties. 　　When I turned over the crotch area of her panties, which was embroidered with lilies, the slightly acidic scent of Miaowen's vaginal secretions, mixed with the smell of sweat, hit my nose. The strong feminine scent was mixed with a faint fragrance of lilies.

This coincidence made me smile involuntarily. I looked up and met Miaowen's eyes. Even in this passionate

moment, I couldn't resist teasing her: "Did you choose your perfume based on the pattern on your underwear?"

Miaowen was taken aback for a moment, and when she understood, her face suddenly turned bright red. She covered her face with her hands, laughing

and complaining, "If you tease me again, I won't play along anymore." I also realized that going back to flirtatious banter now

would not be a wise choice, so I quickly turned my attention back to Miaowen's crotch.

Miaowen didn't have much pubic hair, only a

sparse . Her labia majora were slightly darker in color and closed very tightly. I used my fingers to part her labia and

saw her pearly clitoris and the pink flesh between her slightly parted labia minora.

I leaned in and slowly licked upwards from her perineum, reaching her clitoris, and then licked back down along her labia. I could feel

her slightly astringent discharge, thick and still flowing out. Miaowen took a deep breath and clamped my head between her

thighs .

I felt the muscles on the inside of her thighs twitching involuntarily, the smooth, silky stockings rubbing against my

cheek . I took the opportunity to stroke her thighs and calves encased in stockings, the inner thighs from the top of the stockings to her vulva,

and the smooth skin of her buttocks. The two different textures were both irresistible, and the more I touched, the more excited I became. By this time, my

penis was fully erect, so I stood up, grasped Miaowen's slender ankles with both hands, and pressed my penis against her

vulva .

However, at this moment, an embarrassing thought occurred to me—condoms! A business hotel is not a hotel; the Japanese would

n't openly put contraceptives on the bedside table. Now I had to call someone to bring them over. I might as well ask the front desk

to bring two vibrators and an octopus chair as well.

My slightly stiff movements didn't escape Miaowen's notice. She looked up at the ceiling, avoiding eye

contact, and said in a soft but still clear voice, "My period is coming soon, so it's relatively safe these next few days."

I smiled awkwardly. Without further ado, I used my lower abdomen to push my

glans apart Miaowen's labia and slowly inserted myself. Miaowen let out a short moan, arching her back to welcome my entry. Her

vagina didn't have many folds, but the contractions were strong, and her abundant and viscous vaginal lubrication filled

the space between her vaginal walls and my penis.

Miaowen's entire cavity was incredibly hot. Every time she thrust her hips, I felt my penis

being wrapped in layers of supple tissue, and I felt the urge to ejaculate after just a few thrusts. I had to shift my attention to her

legs, grabbing her knees with both hands and turning to kiss her toes inside her stockings, licking her

soles until they were wet.

Feet that's been stuffed in high heels all day don't smell very good, but that only

excites my slightly foot fetish; it even makes my penis seem to swell.

The simultaneous stimulation from her feet and vagina intensifies Miaowen's desire. She breaks free from my

hands , wraps her long legs around my hips, and pulls her upper body closer to me. I wasn't confident I could

keep making love to her like a train farewell meal, so I picked her up and placed her on the dressing table.

The change in position made it impossible for me to penetrate as deeply as before, but from this angle,

it seemed to hit Miaowen's G-spot perfectly. I noticed this from her erratic breathing and looked at

her questioningly.

Miaowen didn't speak, just nodded, her face flushed. I pushed her in a little more and began piston-like

movements, stimulating her G-spot with each thrust. Miaowen groaned, her upper body going limp, and she gripped

my arm tightly, her nails digging deeply into my arm muscles.

Her moans were incredibly seductive. When her sensitive spots were touched, she would let out a rapid "hmm,"

followed by a long, low sigh, as if encouraging me to put in more effort. After

thrusting like this for a while, Miaowen's cherry lips parted slightly, her eyes half-closed, her large, lively eyes now

hazy, revealing an expression of ecstasy. Her snow-white cheeks, chest, and legs were now

flushed her areolas had swelled considerably.

I kneaded her breasts with one hand, while the other hand went into her mouth, letting her suckle and gently bite. In addition to the pleasure from

my penis , the friction of her silk-stockinged legs against my waist and buttocks brought another layer of stimulation.

I felt Miaowen's abdomen twitching incessantly, and I had reached my limit. So, I mustered my last bit of strength,

lifted her onto the bed, and lay down on top of her. Miaowen let out a silent scream. Her legs, which had been wrapped around my waist, loosened

, but her vagina suddenly tightened, a pressure almost crushing my penis. I could no longer hold back, and

streams of hot semen shot into Miaowen's uterus.

I held Miaowen, motionless, waiting for the afterglow of her orgasm to subside. After a moment, Miaowen

regained some of her strength, and we lay facing each other on our sides. I gently brushed the hair covering her face, pulled her

thighs over my own, and pressed our genitals together, feeling her damp pubic hair brush against my already softened

penis.

The flush on Miaowen's face hadn't faded. She smiled gently at me and lightly tapped

the tip of my nose with her index finger. I jokingly reached out and flicked her nipple. She flinched away, chuckled softly, then leaned over and rested her

head on my chest, saying, "Xiaoye, you're so gentle..."

I didn't answer, but simply ran my fingers through her hair, gently stroking her eyes, nose, and lips.

Having suddenly slept with my sweetheart, I still feel a bit dazed, like I'm in a dream,

and I'm speechless. On the other hand, the tension from a whole day of flying and rushing around has finally eased

, leaving me feeling incredibly tired. Miaowen was also a little dazed, but after a while, she suddenly

said , "I wonder if Boss is back yet?"

"Probably not so early. Usually, it goes on all night. If you hadn't been there today, I would have

gone along too, since Boss likes this kind of thing."

"You sound quite averse to this kind of thing. I thought all men liked it."

"At first, it's eye-opening and exciting, but after a while, it gets boring."

I suddenly realized I was talking to Miaowen about prostitution and frequenting brothels, and awkwardly stopped talking

.

Miaowen gave me an understanding smile, but her eyes were a little melancholy. "It's okay, so..."

"At least you have feelings for me, right?"

"Hmm...and you...don't?"

Miaowen didn't answer. She turned over and leaned her back against me. I think she didn't want to answer the question.

So, I tactfully moved closer and hugged her from behind. I cursed myself for being stupid. It was just

a one-night stand between colleagues, why did I make the atmosphere so awkward? But on the other hand, after the passion cooled,

the feelings surged even more.

After a long silence, as I wondered if Miaowen had fallen asleep, I heard her voice: "

Xiaoye , you're so kind. A woman who can fall asleep with her head on your arm must be very happy."

"A man who can wake up next to you must be truly happy, right?"

She suddenly turned around, gazed at me, and finally sighed softly: "Unfortunately, not everyone

thinks like you... You still have to go back. If the boss doesn't see you when he gets back to his room, he'll probably have trouble explaining."

"When has he ever remembered how he got back to his room? But if I hadn't opened the door for him, he probably would have

stuck the key card between his teeth, right?"

Miaowen chuckled, breaking the awkward silence. I gently kissed her lips, pulled the blanket up

to cover her naked body, got up, dressed, and left the room.

It was almost four in the morning when Mr. Sasaki dragged the boss back. Fortunately, although he was still a bit scatterbrained this time

, at least he didn't go on a drunken rampage or vomit. I tossed him onto the bed, and the old man slept

like a . I looked out the window; the snow had intensified, freezing the window frames and even obscuring the outline of the road. Only

a few snow-covered holes on the sidewalk emitted steam slowly. The snow-covered night was deserted, making it particularly desolate. I rushed to catch

my flight home early the next morning. My boss was picked up by the company driver, while I was going to drive my

little Cooper, which was parked in the parking lot. I asked Miaowen if she needed a ride. She hesitated for a moment, then said

she 'd take a taxi; we lived in different directions.

I was about to say it wouldn't be trouble, but Miaowen smiled slightly, then put on a serious face and said, "Xiaoye,

for things like this, you can't go wrong listening to your older sister."

Hearing this, I smiled too, but a feeling of melancholy welled up inside me. Had everything returned to

normal ? Had the memories of last night vanished without a trace, like melting snowflakes? I remembered I still had

her broken glasses in my pocket, so I took them out and placed them in her hand, saying with a double meaning, "Don't drop your glasses next time

!"

Miaowen moved closer to me, seemingly wanting to kiss me, but in the end she just squeezed my hand, picked up her luggage, got into

the waiting taxi, and drove away. I stood in the warm winter sun, watching her car drive further and further away... further and further away

... until it disappeared from sight.

"The End"

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