【Butterfly Dance in Flames】

Yun, three years after graduating from university, is currently a manager's secretary in a department of a large company.

Having experienced the trials of society, she has transformed from a naive student into a mature and worldly office worker. From her appearance, she deliberately

perms her hair into large curls and wears a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed thick-rimmed glasses to conceal her bright and clear eyes. On

her left wrist

she wears an incongruous smartwatch. 365 days a year, she always wears the same few dark-colored, old-fashioned suits in dark green, coffee, and tea colors, along with a scarf that she always wears around her neck, covering her fair

skin and making it impossible to tell that beneath her clothes lies a slender and shapely figure.

In her colleagues' eyes, her appearance made her look at least ten years older. Every day

at work, she had a pale face, only a light touch of lipstick, and hardly any other makeup. She

seemed utterly devoid of personal emotion at work, so serious that no one wanted to approach her. She was like

a domineering, demanding secretary in her thirties.

Although her colleagues all knew she was actually only twenty-five!

She had a fairly good relationship with her female colleagues, but she never gave the male colleagues a friendly

look. A year after joining the company, she rose through the ranks from a junior employee to the manager's personal secretary by chance.

Besides her work ability, she was fortunate to have a manager who knew how to recognize and utilize talent.

Junyu is her direct supervisor, the manager of this department. At only twenty-eight years old, he's already

in managerial position. His work ability is highly regarded by the company; the department he leads consistently achieves excellent results year after year,

unaffected by economic fluctuations. Therefore, he's considered a highly regarded and important executive within the company, fully

empowered by his superiors, who rarely interfere with his actions.

Since he acquired her as a capable assistant two years ago, his work has become much easier compared to other departments

. Although many colleagues have joked with him privately, "Why didn't you find a prettier, more attractive secretary?

It would make your work life more pleasant!"

To Junyu, Yun's appearance is indeed somewhat disappointing, but her work ability is

inversely proportional to her looks. These days, hardworking, diligent, meticulous, and capable women are rare! If

he were to replace her with a pretty "vase" in the office, it would ultimately exhaust him!

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Yun came in and said, "Manager, this is the

department's project proposal for the second half of the year. I've compiled the materials from each group and placed them on your desk. If you find anything wrong

, I'll notify them to make revisions." After saying that, she automatically closed the door and left.

Watching her turn and leave, Junyu thought to himself, "Since she joined the company three years ago,

she hasn't changed. Always businesslike, rarely smiling. No wonder many colleagues aren't very satisfied with her.

Even so, she's still his most trusted and capable assistant."

He had seen her personnel file and knew that she had come to the north alone to work and rented an apartment near the city. Out of

sympathy, he had been particularly kind to her. Sometimes after work, after meeting with clients and having dinner together, he would give

her a ride back to her place. She would never formally invite him up for a chat or a cup of tea; she would simply say

"thank you!" and walk up. To him, she always held an inexplicable air of mystery.

After a long day at work, as soon as she got home, her landlord called to inform her: "Your lease

is expiring soon, and the rent will increase next year!" The landlord demanded an exorbitant amount: "Next year, the rent will

increase by 1000 yuan per month!" For her, who was frugal and hardworking, this felt like exploitation!

After considering it for a while, she decided not to renew the lease and planned to find a new place to live and move.

That evening, she called her manager to ask for a day off, intending to look for a place the next day. As a result

, the cheaper apartments near the city center were either inconveniently located, had tiny rooms, or

had a strange mix of neighbors, making her feel very unsafe. Meanwhile, the apartments she liked, with spacious rooms,

good locations, and a comfortable feel, were prohibitively expensive.

With only seven days left on her lease, it seemed she'd have to bite the bullet and take another day off to look

for a new place.

When she called her manager to say she needed another day off, Junyu suggested, "If

you can't find a good place right now, I have a room left. I'm still single, so it's just sitting there.

If you don't mind, you might want to consider it. I can give you a ride to and from work every day."

She thought this would save her a lot on transportation costs, and for the sake of the money, Yun

almost agreed immediately. But after calming down, she decided to keep looking.

Because she thought that if she agreed, wouldn't she have to be with the manager 24 hours a day,

which would feel like working every day? The next day, she still couldn't find a suitable place to live, so

she returned home dejectedly. Past hurts made her deeply resent men,

and even though she didn't want to, she had no choice but to temporarily stay at the manager's house.

The next day, Junyu kindly drove over to help her move. Luckily, her belongings consisted of only a computer, three boxes

of clothes and some miscellaneous items. After moving into Junyu's house, the manager showed her around to see where everything was

… She glanced around; the manager's house had three bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms,

much larger than her previous place, which was only about five square meters. Junyu showed her the room she would be staying in.

The entire room was clean and comfortable, decorated in a light blue color scheme. It had a small refrigerator, a double bed, two large wardrobes,

a desk, air conditioning, a stereo system, and a large TV. It also included a bathroom, making it feel like a large

suite, roughly twice the size of her previous place.

She suppressed her excitement, and only after Junyu left and closed the door did she happily roll

around on the big bed! She had been dreaming of having a big bed and a TV for a long time. She wouldn't have to stay in a single bed where even turning over was difficult anymore

. In the summer, she could enjoy air conditioning and a big TV. Entering the bathroom, there was even a large bathtub! She was so happy she

almost shouted! This was just like the home she had always dreamed of.

That evening, Junyu brought a new set of pink sheets and helped her change them. Junyu said,

"I didn't know what patterns girls liked. I asked the shop owner, and he said girls like Hello Kitty."

"Ty, I'll buy it. It shouldn't be too childish, right?"

Yun said, "No! No!" Actually, she really liked it. She only just realized that

Junyu .

Junyu continued, "Girls aren't used to leaving their rooms, so this room with the bathroom is

for you. I'll move to

the one next door." Thinking about the landlord, who had been her tenant for three years, and was now asking for a rent increase upon renewal—truly,

no businessman is without guile!

Yun said gratefully, "Thank you, Manager." Junyu said, "Call me Manager at the company, and just call me Junyu in

private !"

Yun composed herself and said, "I feel bad about staying here for free. Since you're not charging me rent,

I'll pay your utilities every month until I find a better place. If you don't agree, I'll

move out!"

Junyu said, "Whatever, but I insist on splitting the utilities equally, because even if you

don't live here, I'll still need them. Also, please don't bring work home.

After work, it's your own time. You don't want to live, but I want to live longer! Now that your accommodation is settled,

stop taking so many days off. I'm already overwhelmed by your two days off."

She knew Junyu was just trying to cheer her up. She knew that even without her as his secretary, he

was more than capable of handling everything on his own. She was secretly relieved that Junyu was a reasonable person and not a workaholic; otherwise,

she wouldn't even have time for herself after work.

Junyu gave her a copy of the key, telling her, "There's only one key to her room;

keep it safe and don't lose it." This implied that he didn't have a key to her room, which increased her

appreciation for Junyu's gentlemanly conduct.

For the next month, they lived peacefully together. He drove her to and from work, and Junyu

always told others, "Because it's on my way!" He didn't let anyone at the company know that they actually lived

under the same roof, to avoid any unpleasant rumors.

She observed Junyu's leisure time after work. He either went swimming at the community pool or stayed home

watching TV and checking emails online. Although he didn't have any bad habits, she was still a little wary of him, after all, he

was a single adult man. At first, she was very cautious and would lock her door at night, but later she realized she was

really "judging him by her own standards."

After work, she almost always stayed in her room and rarely left. Taking off her thick, non-prescription,

old-fashioned glasses and shedding the deliberately cold and assertive mask she wore at work, she reverted to

being a twenty-five-year-old woman. She didn't want anyone to see her true self after shedding her disguise.

At this moment, she leisurely sat on the bed with a bag of snacks, watching HBO. When it was

almost she went to take a shower. She languidly soaked in the bathtub, removing the switch from her left wrist.

A horrifying, slightly white, yet not shallow, scar was clearly visible on her wrist. This was a permanent souvenir

from . This scar prevented her from wearing her favorite

pretty watch like other girls, forcing her to always wear it on her left wrist to conceal her ugly scar. It also left her with a deep-seated lack of self-confidence and

utter disillusionment with humanity.

After graduating high school, she deliberately went north to study in an attempt to escape that painful place. Every time she dreamt of that incident

from high school , she would wake up in terror, tears streaming down her face. Even after graduating from university, she

didn't want to return to her hometown and face the gossip of her neighbors, preferring to stay in the north and work alone.

Actually, over the past three years, Manager Junyu had truly taken good care of her. When she was still a junior employee, the

secretary at the time planned to resign and stay home to be a wife and mother after getting married and having a child. Several female

colleagues with more seniority than her were vying for the position, and the competition behind the scenes was fierce!

On one hand, Junyu was indeed a rare find among superiors, always considering the needs of his employees. Having studied abroad

, his views were more open-minded than other managers, and his intelligence was also higher. Working under him was far better than working under

other incompetent managers. On the other hand, at over 170cm tall, with a good physique, handsome

face, young, wealthy, and with a good personality, he was the ideal man for many women.

The result was unexpected, and she was also surprised! Junyu had chosen her, who had only been with the company for a year and

whose appearance wasn't particularly striking, for this important position. Actually, when she first took on the job of secretary, she

was under a lot of psychological pressure. On the one hand, she put too much pressure on herself, and on the other hand, there were people eyeing her, waiting for an opportunity to bring

her down. Several times when she made mistakes, she was so anxious that she almost cried. Fortunately, Junyu didn't blame her

too much . Instead, he encouraged her: "You're a gem, you just need to be explored. Keep it up, and don't let me

down!"

Later, she learned from the jealous whispers among her colleagues that Junyu would take her with him on business trips so that

she could receive more travel allowances, not because of work needs. It turned out that

he had seen her frugal behavior, but he never asked about her personal life. So she has always been grateful and

repaid his kindness by trying her best to help him with his work, until now.

Soon it was the end of the year again, and the company held its annual year-end party and raffle as usual. This year, the company

generously booked a large restaurant as the venue to reward all the employees for their hard work. All the employees

gathered , and most of them dressed up in advance. However, Yun was still dressed in that frightening old lady outfit.

Among the gorgeously dressed group of women, she was inconspicuous. Even her female colleagues who were much older than her were dressed

more beautifully than her.

The food at the venue was an all-you-can-eat Western-style buffet, and everyone was enjoying themselves immensely.

There was also a band playing music to liven things up, and everyone was toasting each other. A bunch of people were egging each other on, saying that the more year-end bonus you received, the

more you had to drink. Except for those who had to drive, she was among the top ten in her department in terms of year-end bonus. In addition, she

wasn't very popular with men, so many male colleagues were determined to see her lose her composure and embarrass herself. They forced her to drink a lot of alcohol, and she was

probably given three or four bottles of wine. She started to sway and stagger, and two red blushes appeared on her cheeks.

She became excited and started talking nonsense.

Junyu could tell that her meticulous and methodical approach had probably offended many people, and some wanted to

vent their frustrations. To make things easier for her in the future, he could

turn a blind eye as long as it wasn't too excessive. But later, everyone seemed to get carried away and started going a bit too far,

drinking bottle after bottle. Junyu finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up: "She's been so sincere and has drunk quite a bit; that should be enough

!

Don't scare her so much she won't dare come to work tomorrow!"

Seeing the manager speak up, everyone knew they should restrain themselves.

Anyone who wanted to continue working after the New Year didn't dare offend the manager.

Yun was so drunk she was unconscious. She slumped over the table and slept soundly. After the year-end party, Junyu helped

the incoherent Yun into the car and took her home.

She must have been exposed to a lot of wind in the car, because as soon as she got out, she vomited, soiling her

clothes .

He helped her into her room; this was the first time he had entered her room since she moved in. He

noticed a strange sign on the back of the door that read, "Save money!"

Junyu put her on the bed and went to the bathroom to get a basin in case she suddenly vomited again. Her

clothes reeked of a mixture of alcohol, stomach acid, and the sour smell of food—just the smell was nauseating!

To avoid soiling the bed, he took off her coat and removed her scarf, soiling her shirt as well

. He hesitated for a moment as he was about to undress her. Then he thought, "I just

want to make her comfortable, I'm not doing anything wrong, so there's nothing to be afraid of! Besides, I'm really not interested in her."

He slowly unbuttoned her top, revealing a light blue bra. After taking off her top,

the stench made him take a deep breath. After removing her long skirt, which was stained with a lot of filth, he saw that she was wearing

a pair of light blue panties that matched her bra. He told himself that there was nothing to be surprised about; he

had seen women's bodies before when he was abroad! However, Junyu still quickly glanced at her. He was surprised to see that she was usually so covered up,

but her figure was actually quite standard, with curves in all the right places.

When he got a towel from the bathroom to help her wipe her face, he helped her up and was about to wipe her

face when she vomited again, "Ugh... ugh... ugh..." This time, before

he could even grab a basin, she had vomited all over him. He endured the stench and wiped the vomit off her mouth and body. Seeing

some on her bra, he carefully removed it. His eyes were met with fair skin and

soft breasts, and his heart began to race!

Stealing a glance, he noticed her breasts were teardrop-shaped, the perfect size—a beautiful bust in a man's eyes

!

But he thought it was a real shame! Such a stunning figure paired with her serious, mature face was

such a waste.

He gently covered her with the blanket, removed her large, black-rimmed glasses, wiped her face, and then

curiously tried them on himself to see just how nearsighted she was. Why would she wear such frighteningly large glasses? But once

he put them on he discovered they had no prescription at all!

Looking more closely at her behind the glasses,

he was astonished by her bright, well-defined phoenix eyes, delicate eyebrows, and fair, oval face! This was so different from the "stern, stern face" she usually wore at work.

Now, she was sleeping peacefully, looking like a young woman, a far cry from the mature, dry, and

strained . This was her true self! He really couldn't understand modern

women; what was going on in their minds?

He stared blankly at her angelic face for a long while, a new discovery about Yun that left him

somewhat taken aback, yet also filled with a touch of joy. If she changed her big curly hair a bit and put on some makeup,

no one would recognize her!

He wrung out a hot towel and placed it on her forehead to make her feel more comfortable, cleaned up the vomit she had just thrown on the floor

, put her dirty clothes in the washing machine to wash and hang them up to dry, and even changed her towels several times.

After all that fuss, it was almost two in the morning. He changed out of his vomit-covered clothes, took a shower, checked that

the door was locked, turned off the lights, and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.

Suddenly, he heard screams coming from Yun's room, "Please, no! No! Help...

help ..."

Thinking something had happened, he rushed in and turned on the light. It turned out she was just having a nightmare and talking in her

sleep . He held her hand and comforted her, saying it was okay. Gradually, her voice grew softer and softer. He wiped

the cold sweat from her forehead and the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she quietly fell asleep again. Junyu quietly closed the door and left. She was

n't young, yet she still had nightmares. What kind of dream could have frightened her to tears?

Before leaving, he saw the strange sign on the door and couldn't help but smile to himself. He

was becoming increasingly curious about what was going on in her mind. Her mystery deepened!

The next day, a hangover left Yun slept until ten in the morning before she finally managed to get out of bed. Looking at her watch, oh my god!

It's already 10 o'clock, I'm way late for work! Oh no! My perfect attendance bonus for this month is gone! She hurriedly jumped out of bed,

only to realize that she was only wearing her underwear. She usually sleeps in her pajamas, so what happened? She

couldn't even remember how she got home yesterday.

Her head was throbbing! She suppressed her dizziness and quickly put on an old-fashioned work suit. She quickly combed

her hair, picked up her large glasses to hide her clear eyes, and prepared to project a strong, aloof image

. A

note on the table caught her attention

: "Don't be nervous! I'll help you get a day off today. Don't worry about your perfect attendance bonus this month.

The black coffee on the table is very effective for hangovers. Have a good rest at home!

… Junyu

" She felt a little touched and warm inside, but a moment later, she saw her

clothes from yesterday and the light blue bra hanging on the balcony. Then she thought, "Did he help me change last night?

Did mean he saw me completely naked? Oh my god, how embarrassing!" She thought, "Junyu wouldn't have taken

advantage of me while I was unconscious, would he?"

Then she thought about how her deliberate pretense at the company for the past three years had been exposed. She regretted

drinking so much yesterday; how would she face him tomorrow? She spent the day in unease, and

as soon as Junyu returned home that evening, she quickly hid in her room.

The next morning, she put on her large black glasses as usual, pretending to be serious as she went to work. She

nervously entered the manager's office. Junyu verbally gave her some tasks to handle. She noticed that Junyu's

facial expression twitched slightly while he spoke. As she left, puzzled, a burst of laughter came from behind the door,

turning her tension into anger.

Unbeknownst to her, almost three months had passed since they started dating, but neither of them had brought up what

happened .

For her, living at the manager's house was too comfortable, and with less financial burden, she didn't even

want to look for a place to live. Junyu also felt that having someone at home for company was nice, at least he could chat with them when he was bored.

Shortly after the Lunar New Year, Junyu drove Yun south to visit a major client and expand business, planning

to stay for a week. They drove for a long time before arriving, and only visited one client before it got dark. They had to

find a hotel to stay in, but all the single rooms were booked, only double rooms were available, so he booked a double room.

That night, after showering, they each slept in their own beds. Junyu was too tired from driving all day and

fell asleep soon after lying down. In the middle of the night, he was awakened by Yun's cries: "No! No! Help! No!"

He knew she was having another nightmare, but she almost always said similar things in her sleep.

Yun woke up with a start and slowly sat up. Junyu noticed the tear stains on her face and kindly

asked, "Did you have a nightmare?" She nodded cautiously. Junyu sat down beside her, took her hand, and gently patted it, comforting

her, "It's okay! It's okay!"

She quickly pulled her hand away from his grasp. Junyu asked, "Did you dream of something terrible?" She said

, "Yes!" Junyu said, "You often have nightmares and talk in your sleep about almost the same things. Would it make you feel better

to talk about it ? " She looked up in a panic and said sternly, "It's really nothing, I don't need your concern!" Junyu was surprised by her strong reaction. Since she didn't want to talk about it, then so be it! Junyu got up to turn off the light, intending to go back to sleep. Yun said, "Could you please not turn off the light?" He considerately left the ceiling light on all night. She said, "Thank you!" and turned to pull the covers tighter around herself and go back to sleep. Since seeing her deliberately hidden side last time, he gradually stopped seeing her as just a boss and subordinate. He felt a strange, indescribable feeling towards her. He noticed that since the year-end party, she no longer deliberately hid in her room after work. Sometimes she would come out of her room to watch TV . He never questioned why she dressed like that. It was an unspoken understanding between them. Although in the morning she would revert to being the "demanding secretary." In the following days, the scheduled early morning activities and various business interactions left them both feeling exhausted . After each day's routine, Junyu would take her back to the hotel to change out of her uncomfortable suit and tie, and then take her out for dinner. Perhaps because she had escaped the stressful work environment, and because they were close in age, she wasn't as reserved with him as she was at the company. After work, she would start chatting and laughing with him. Back at the hotel, she would always diligently organize her daily data before going to bed. That night, exhausted, she fell asleep but soon woke up with a start, haunted by a dream of the past. Junyu sat beside her, comforting her with sympathy. She sat up, panting, her face flushed. Junyu patted her back, reassuring her, "It's okay! It's okay!" Junyu got up to go back to his bed, but she asked him, " Aren't you curious to ask me why I often wake up in the middle of the night?" He said, "Everyone has the right to privacy. If you really want to tell me, you 'll tell me then. I don't need to ask you!" Perhaps it was his respect for her that made her impulsively ask, "Would you be interested in hearing a true story?" He said, "Sure! I'm not really ready to sleep yet." She asked again, "Can you swear you won't tell anyone?" He guessed it was probably about her recurring nightmares or her past. He jokingly held up four fingers and said, "I'll give you four!" 　　　　　　　She slowly revealed the secret she had kept hidden in her heart for many years ... A girl from the south was the class's arts and crafts representative in high school. With Christmas approaching , the teacher asked her to find a few classmates to decorate the classroom after school to create a Christmas atmosphere. One day after school, she and a classmate were working hard in the classroom. Because it was getting late, her classmate said she was going home first. She thought there were only a few things left to finish and wanted to go home after completing them. While she was focused on making the wall poster, two outsiders quietly approached her from behind two delinquent-looking teenagers. One of them grabbed her from behind, covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming, and the other, a taller one, closed both the front and back doors of the classroom and turned off the ceiling lights. Junyu was completely taken aback by this turn of events. His joking expression vanished, and he sympathetically took Yun's cold hand, hoping to offer her some courage. The girl, thinking of what might happen next, was terrified, tears streaming down her face. A strip of cloth they had prepared beforehand had already been stuffed into . No matter how much a girl resists, she's no match for two crazed men. They throw her onto the desks they've deliberately pushed together, and the two men quickly strip her of her uniform and underwear. One of the men bites her nipples and breasts hard, while his hand slips under her skirt and roughly rubs between her legs. The other man holds her hands so she can't resist. She can only struggle and whimper, "Please! No! No! Let me go!" The man quickly pulls down her panties, revealing her genitals with only a sparse tuft of pubic hair. A thick finger is thrust into her vagina without warning, and a sharp, tearing pain makes her feel like she's dying.

Seeing her pained expression only fueled the man's excitement, his expression becoming even more ferocious as he ravaged her genitals. After a while,

he pulled his pants and underwear down to his feet, revealing his stiff, engorged, veiny penis. He deliberately brought

it to her face, terrifying her so much that she shook her head and struggled even more desperately, only fueling their

intensified desire to conquer her!

Then, two strong hands roughly pried her legs apart. The man spat on

his penis, held it against her genitals, and said with a perverted, lewd grin, "Little slut, now the Lazy

Cult is going to deflower you!" With that, he thrust, and a sharp pain shot through her, as if a knife had been plunged into her genitals.

The intense tearing sensation almost made her faint.

The man's lower body continued to ravage her immature body. She knew that any resistance she offered was

futile . Her ears were filled with their lewd words: "This is great! Virgins are different... This

cunt is so fucking tight, fuck... I'll fuck you to death... Is your cunt feeling good... The taste of being taught by Lazy is pretty good, isn't it...

Okay Hurry up! My turn!"

One would finish, then the other would take his place. Numb, she had long since lost count of how many times they had switched

... The usually dry, mature, and aloof woman in his memory was now, for the first time, weeping uncontrollably in front of him.

Hot tears streamed down her face, slowly falling onto the back of his hand. Junyu could vaguely feel the heat of

her tears , the pain in her heart!

He gestured for her to stop, but she said it was okay and continued.

Later, the girl resigned herself to her fate and offered no resistance. She gritted her teeth, hoping it would

all end quickly, and that it was just a nightmare, that she would wake up and nothing had happened! But the excruciating pain in her lower body

ruthlessly shattered her illusions.

Afterwards, the two men held the utility knife she used for making posters to her neck. They each stuffed

a filthy substance, stained with clear liquid and blood, into her mouth, threatening to

slit She could only fearfully endure them taking turns putting the filthy substance into her mouth and thrusting it in for their sexual gratification.

Finally, the two men left with satisfied, lewd laughs, saying they would definitely come back to have some fun with her sometime!

Junyu felt her grip on his hand tighten; he could feel her fear and dread. Hearing

this, Junyu was too heartbroken to offer any words of comfort. He couldn't believe such scum existed in society, capable

of hurting such an innocent girl, building his momentary pleasure on someone else's lifelong suffering.

Such people deserve to go to the nineteenth level of hell after they die!

Yun continued. Later, when the girl returned home, she found her chest

covered in , her genitals aching and bleeding, her face red and swollen from being slapped. She

could only cry helplessly, unconsciously scrubbing her body vigorously, feeling utterly

filthy, unable to wash herself clean no matter how much she washed!

After being raped, the girl was terrified of getting pregnant and of encountering those two men again, unsure

of what to do. It wasn't until her family noticed something was wrong, discovered the bruises on her body, and questioned her that they learned

the whole story. They rushed her to the hospital for a checkup and transferred her to another school. However, the news gradually reached the neighbors,

who began to gossip and point fingers at her. Some even thought she had been raped

, arguing that she must have been promiscuous and deserved it!

Others made sarcastic remarks behind her back, calling her a "bad pear pretending to be an apple" or a "fake virgin.

" She endured this until after graduating high school, when she could no longer bear the pressure and resolutely went north to study,

escaping this place of heartbreak.

After being admitted to university for some time, she felt she had stood up again. During

her university years, she accepted the advances of a boy who had feelings for her, and they dated for almost two years, enjoying a period

of happiness together!

Later, her boyfriend finally made further demands, repeatedly hinting that he

wanted to . Although she felt their relationship was stable and he treated her well,

the trauma of being raped made her refuse his advances. He pleaded and coaxed her, even telling her,

"No matter what happens, I will always love you!" She believed he meant it.

Finally, she agreed to his request. Before giving herself completely to him, she felt she

should confess her past to him. So, she mustered her courage and told him, "I was gang

-raped in high school!"

She naively thought her boyfriend would comfort her, forgive her, and understand her past mistakes, but she was wrong! To her

surprise, his expression changed drastically upon hearing this! He put on his clothes, turned around, and left, leaving her stunned and

ashamed . She still couldn't forget the contemptuous look in his eyes as he left, as if she were

a prostitute.

From then on, her boyfriend began to distance himself from her, causing her great heartbreak. She never imagined that giving her

heart would end like this!

Later, even the news of her rape spread throughout the campus, making her

unable to hold her head high when walking around. She endured the pointing fingers, the strange looks, the contempt, and the pitying glances. Her wounds, which

had barely healed, were reopened, bleeding

profusely! She could only hide under the covers at night and cry secretly. One day,

unable suicide by cutting her wrists in the bathroom while her roommate was in class. Fortunately, other students discovered her and rushed her to the hospital

, saving her life.

So after this unpleasant experience, she hated men even more, feeling that nothing a man said could be

trusted!

Yun's eyes drifted as she said, "This girl just hopes to save enough money to buy her

own house and have a stable job; that would be enough for her!"

Junyu, as if seeing right through her, continued, "So, that girl started desperately saving money, neglecting her

appearance , eating whatever was convenient for lunch and dinner, sometimes just noodles or bread, wanting to save enough

to buy her own house as soon as possible so she would feel secure. She hides her vulnerable and sensitive self behind her glasses,

deliberately wearing a mask of strength, afraid of being hurt again, right?"

She looked up at him in surprise. Seeing her neither confirming nor denying it, he probably guessed she was

right.

He continued, "But in my opinion, none of this is her fault. She's just unlucky and

met the wrong person. That girl is too pessimistic about life! She'll never be happy if she continues like this."

Yun said evasively, "It doesn't matter! At least now she feels she won't be hurt anymore!"

Although she said that, tears kept welling up in her eyes.

Junyu pressed Yun's head against his broad chest, letting her cry her heart out and release her pent-up

emotions. He shook his head, thinking, "How could such a tragic thing happen to her? If I were her, I might have

gone insane or even died!"

After a while, he felt his pajamas were soaked with her tears. The sobs and

choked cries subsided; Yun had cried herself to exhaustion, and her expression was becoming somewhat dazed.

Junyu laid her flat on the bed, covered her with the blanket, and said, "You're tired. Don't think about it anymore.

Sleep well!" She slowly opened her eyes and said, "Please, please don't tell anyone!" Junyu nodded gently, and

she closed her eyes in peace. Only after she had fallen into a deep sleep did he remove his hand, which she had held tightly the entire time.

While she slept, Junyu secretly removed the watch from her wrist. The deep, white scar on her wrist was

a shocking sight! He thought, "What kind of unwavering courage did she have to inflict this wound?" He gently put the watch

back on. Besides sadness, he felt a deep sense of loss. So this was her nightmare!

He understood now why she always wore a digital watch with an ill-fitting wide strap, and

unlike other women, she wore it on her left wrist. It was to conceal the mistakes she had made, and the occasional

unintentional sleep-talking and faint sobs he sometimes heard in the middle of the night.

For him, only now was he beginning to truly understand the woman he had known for three years—the woman behind the mask!

They woke up early without saying a word. Throughout the day at work, even when their eyes met,

they would subtly avoid each other's gaze. She feared he would look down on her because of it, and regretted her

impulsiveness the night before, revealing her long-buried secret. He, on the other hand, was afraid she would feel embarrassed or inferior, so he didn't

bring up the previous night.

A week-long business trip was almost over, having been completed a day ahead of schedule

.

Originally, Yun was going straight back to the company, but in the car, she said, "Manager, can I talk to you about something?"

Junyu asked, "What is it?"

She cautiously replied, "Could I go home to visit you later? My home is nearby, and

I haven't been back in a long time." Since he didn't want to go back to the company so early, he said, "Okay!"

She then said, "Manager, could we discuss one more thing?"

He asked, "What is it?" She said, "My parents are worried about me living alone in the north. They initially

didn't want me to stay, so I lied to them that I have a boyfriend who will take care of me,

and that's why they're letting me stay. Could you pretend to be my boyfriend for a while?" Junyu

was startled and slammed on the brakes: "What? Your boyfriend?

" She said, "My parents are getting old, and I don't want them to worry too much about me, so I lied to

them. If you feel it's too much of a burden, then you don't have to!" Seeing her filial piety, Junyu agreed.

Perhaps it was a case of nervousness approaching home, but the closer the car got to her house, the more nervous she became. She quickly tidied

herself up, and Junyu bought a gift box from a roadside fruit stand as a small token of his respect, feeling it was the

proper .

Her home was in a simple little village in the south. After getting off the bus, she encountered some of her old

neighbors pointing and whispering behind her back: "Hey! Isn't that Yun from next door? She hasn't been back for years. Isn't she

the one who was raped before? The guy next to her is quite good-looking. I just didn't expect that someone would still want her!

I bet he doesn't know about that. Poor thing..."

These whispers reached Yun's ears without missing a word. She frowned deeply and

lowered .

At this moment, Junyu deliberately put his arm around her waist in front of those people, acting intimately like a couple,

and whispered in her ear, "Why do all the gossipy old women in your village have tongues

as !

Why don't they bite their tongues when they talk?"

His humor made Yun laugh too. She was grateful for his thoughtfulness, which prevented her from feeling too embarrassed and made

her feel a little relieved.

Reaching a small, detached house, she nervously knocked on the door. A lazy voice came from inside:

"Who are you looking for?"

The door opened, revealing a woman who looked to be in her forties, probably her mother.

As soon as her mother saw her, tears streaming down her face, she hugged her tightly, saying, "Ah, my dear daughter, you're

finally back!" She cried out, "My husband! My husband! Come out quickly, see who's back!"

A moment later, an elderly man, about fifty years old with graying hair, came out.

"Who is it?"

Yun excitedly called out, "Dad!" Her father, equally excited, grasped her hand tightly, saying, "Ah, it's good

you're back ! It's good you're back!

" Junyu considerately handed Yun a tissue to wipe her tears. Her mother said to Junyu, "Hello! Hello!

Welcome! You must be my..."

Yun interrupted, "Mom, this is the boyfriend I told you about! His name is Junyu!

" Her mother said, "Oh! Junyu, welcome! Come in and sit down! You haven't had lunch yet, have you?"

Yun nervously replied, "Mom, no need to trouble yourself! I just stopped by on my business trip. We have to rush back to the company

soon ."

Her mother said with a hint of disappointment, "It's rare for you to come back, have some food before you leave! Your father and mother

haven't seen you in a long time."

Yun looked at Junyu with pleading eyes, hoping he would speak up for her, but Junyu instead...

As if to contradict her, he said, "Right! Right! It's rare for you to come back, have a meal before you leave, it won't make a difference if you take a little longer

. Didn't you say your mom's cooking is great? I'm really a bit hungry too!" Yun gave him a reproachful

look.

Her father added, "Right! You haven't been back for over two years, let your mom see you more often. She

misses you and worries about you a lot, she's always nagging me about it."

Her mother specially killed a chicken and cooked a big feast. During the meal, her parents asked her, "Ah,

aren't you going to introduce your boyfriend to us?"

Yun said, "He studied abroad before, and now he's the manager of our company, and also my

boss !"

Her mother said, "Oh! Good! Good! So young and already a manager, and he's so handsome." "

(Taiwanese)

" Her father asked, "How long have you known each other?"

Afraid that Junyu would say the wrong thing, Yun quickly answered, "Not long, only two years."

Her mother said, "Junyu, we don't have much to offer in the countryside. These are our own free-range

chickens , you can't get them anywhere else. These vegetables are also homegrown, without pesticides. Don't be shy, eat more." She

even enthusiastically served him a lot of food.

Seeing this, Yun figured her parents believed her, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, she could have a proper

meal .

Unexpectedly, her father suddenly said, "Have you two planned on when you're getting married? Dad has already

prepared your dowry!"

Yun almost spat out the mouthful of rice she was eating, and nearly choked. Her mother quickly ladled

a bowl of soup for her to drink, saying, "Don't eat so fast!"

Yun quickly said, "Dad, who eats that fast?" Her father said, "This isn't fast at all. Your mother

gave birth to you when she was your age."

Yun said, "Dad, are you worried that no one wants your daughter, so you're in a hurry to marry me off?"

Junyu, shoveling rice into his mouth, watched with amusement as Yun tried her best to play the role of a good daughter. He felt like a spectator

, never realizing that the cold and aloof woman he had known for two years had such a down-to-earth side.

He felt he had gained a new understanding of her.

Her mother said to Junyu, "Junyu, our daughter is quite good-looking and kind, but she

's bit stubborn and headstrong!"

Junyu, playing his part perfectly, replied, "Auntie, no way! She's great! Everyone says she's

beautiful and gentle."

His parents exchanged a happy smile, "That's right! That's right!" It was like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law—the more she looked,

the more interesting he seemed! Her parents were quite fond of Junyu.

Although it was all acting, Yun unconsciously blushed slightly.

Before leaving, her parents told her to come back often and asked Junyu to take good care of her and

be tolerant of her. They also brought two large bags of oranges they had grown themselves, asking them to take them back to Taipei to eat.

As they drove back north, Yuncai said, "My parents are from the countryside, so they tend

to be direct. I hope you don't mind. Thank you so much this time."

Junyu replied, "Not at all! Your parents are very warm and hospitable.

I haven't felt this kind of hospitality in a long time since I went abroad to study."

She asked him, "Have you ever had a girlfriend?" He said, "Of course, when I was studying abroad.

But later I had to return to China because my family is here, and she wanted me to stay.

In the end, I had to break up with her, even though it hurt."

She cautiously asked him, "Then why don't you have a girlfriend yet? Is it really like

the rumors circulating among the female colleagues at work—that you have some kind of sexual orientation problem?

" He laughed loudly and said, "Good heavens! Not having a girlfriend for a long time means there's something wrong with my sexuality? You guys have

such vivid imaginations! The reason I'm still single is because I'm not young anymore,

almost at the marriageable age. I can't just break up with someone if we don't get along like I did when I was younger. I think things through more carefully. Unless it's a woman who truly moves me and makes me

want to settle down, I'd rather be single than settle for less."

He joked, "You've been questioning me for so long, you must be thirsty. Have some

conscience , peel an orange for me!

" She peeled an orange, carefully removing the pith, and seeing that he was driving, she kindly peeled

the orange into segments and fed them to him.

He ate one and said, "It's really sweet and juicy!" She proudly replied, "Of course, it depends on whose

garden it is!"

Junyu chuckled, spraying some juice on his lips. She grabbed a tissue from the car and wiped

his mouth clean. Later, they both realized this gesture seemed a bit too intimate, so

the atmosphere became slightly awkward, filled with an unusual feeling.

A few months passed, and they maintained their superior-subordinate relationship at work. She remained

unchanged, and Junyu, being a gentleman, kept his promise not to reveal Yun's secret, which

increased Yun's affection for him.

Sometimes, when she made her own breakfast in the morning, she would also make one for him. They would watch

the morning news or newspaper together at the table. After work, they would change into more comfortable clothes, relax together, watch TV, and chat about

gossip and trivial matters at work. In fact, their lives were practically like living together, but neither of them realized

it !

One night, because she hadn't taken good care of her health,

she suddenly suffered a severe stomach attack, the pain excruciating. He rushed her to the hospital in a panic, and an endoscopy revealed minor bleeding in her stomach.

He took the next day off to care for her. Because her family lived in the south, she begged him not to let her parents know

and worry . So, for the next few days, he went to work during the day, went home after work to shower and change, and then

rushed to the hospital to be with and care for her at night.

People who are sick are more vulnerable and easily moved. Several times, she woke up in the middle of the night

to see him, clearly exhausted from work during the day, still sleeping in a corner of the hospital bed every night to care for her, unable to

go home and rest properly. She felt a pang of pity and deep gratitude.

One time, when Junyu wasn't around, a nurse secretly told her, "Is that guy who comes often your boyfriend? He's

so good to you, I'm so envious!"

After being discharged from the hospital, he meticulously took care of her every meal, reminding her not to eat this or that,

as it and would upset her stomach. He even told her to eat more of what the doctor said, and whether she had taken her medicine on time. He forbade her from

eating anything unhealthy just to save money.

She thought that the woman Junyu loved would be the happiest and most blessed woman, but that person would

never be her! She wasn't oblivious to his unspoken affection, but she deliberately ignored it.

It was Junyu's birthday. After work, Junyu went out to celebrate with his colleagues. When

he got home it was past 11 pm. As soon as he entered, he saw Yun sleeping on the sofa. He wondered why she

was asleep on the sofa.

He didn't turn on the lights at night. Just as he was about to shake her awake, he saw a small cake on the tea table with

two candles shaped like the number 29. He suddenly realized that she was waiting for him to come back so she could celebrate his birthday.

He gently woke her, and she quickly got up, brushing her hair aside, saying, "You're back! I'm so sorry,

I accidentally fell asleep!"

She glanced at the clock and said, "Oh no! It's almost midnight! We need to cut the cake quickly, or

it'll be bad luck!" She took out a beautifully wrapped little gift, gave it to him, and said, "Happy Birthday!"

He asked her, "You're being so nice to me, looks like you're trying to curry favor?"

She said, "Of course! You're my boss and my landlord. If you fire me and kick me out,

I'd be homeless! I want to thank you for taking care of me for the past three years, and also for helping

me fool my parents during that business trip."

She urged him to make a wish quickly, or it would be too late. He joked, "I make wishes every year,

but none of them come true!

" She innocently said, "It's okay, maybe it will come true someday if I try a few more times."

He suddenly felt a little moved by her, like at the birthday party tonight,

where , though not very close, had to pretend to be very familiar to curry favor and build relationships.

The addition of pragmatic considerations to simple interpersonal relationships made him feel somewhat sentimental. However, compared to others, at least she was

honest and truthfully stated her purpose.

Since learning about her unfortunate past, he finally understood her strange behavior. She was truly more

mature and sensitive than girls her age, so she deliberately suppressed herself, intentionally making herself appear mature and serious,

thinking it would protect her from being hurt. To buy a house as soon as possible, she sacrificed material comforts,

lacking any of the qualities a twenty-five-year-old woman should have.

He couldn't bear to see her tormenting herself like this. That unfortunate thing really wasn't her fault. He

wondered if there was anything he could do for her.

An interesting plan was gradually taking shape in his mind. Suddenly, he asked her, "On a birthday,

is the birthday person the most important?" Without thinking too much, she answered him directly, "Yes! Why do you ask?"

He pondered for a moment, then, in front of her, stated his three strange wishes:

"First wish: I hope that starting tomorrow, I won't have to see your big curly hair and

those ! Second wish: I hope that starting tomorrow, I won't have to see a

pale-faced, stern, middle-aged secretary dressed like someone in their seventies or eighties anymore! Third wish: I hope…"

The third wish was for himself, so he silently made it in his heart, without saying it aloud.

Yun froze on the spot, unsure what to say. She had just said the birthday person was the most important, but

these two wishes were truly unreasonable for her. She quietly ate her cake and went back to her room.

After Junyu waited for her to enter the room, he opened the gift. It was a very practical and stylish tie clip.

It was rare for her to spend money on a gift for him, and it didn't look cheap. She really cared about him!

The next day, Junyu woke up early and saw the same serious, middle-aged secretary with glasses. Although he

was already mentally prepared, if she were so easily changed, she wouldn't be

the Yun he had known for three years.

He deliberately clipped the tie clip she'd given him onto his tie and said, "Good morning! Thank you for

the gift , it suits me perfectly!"

At the company, they both focused intently on their work until after hours

… He drove her around, but instead of going straight home, he stopped in front of a well-known hair salon.

He inexplicably pulled her inside and told the stylist, "This lady wants a perm and hair loosening."

She realized he was serious and protested, "I don't want to!"

He said firmly, "Either you get a new hairstyle today, or I get a new secretary tomorrow. You

decide."

She angrily shouted, "You're deliberately using your position to pressure me and force me!

" Junyu said, "So what if I am? You know there are a lot of people waiting to fill your spot anyway."

She was so angry her face was contorted, almost losing her usual composure. Their argument

startled !

But considering how bad the economy was and how hard it was to find work, she

had to back down, no matter how angry she was.

Junyu, looking at a magazine and watching her, made sure she didn't "run away." Her originally messy, black

wavy hair had been transformed into long, straight, coffee-colored hair by the hairdresser, making her look much younger.

Even Junyu couldn't help but admire her. He then took her to a department store counter and asked the sales assistant

to help her pick out some work clothes. He specifically instructed her to choose bright colors and youthful

styles, avoiding dark colors and anything too old-fashioned.

Yun remained like a wooden doll from beginning to end, her sour face a silent protest!

Junyu swiped his card, carrying bags of her new clothes, but he wasn't about to let her off the hook. He

dragged her to the cosmetics counter, asking the sales assistant to recommend some trendy cosmetics for the season and teach her

some popular makeup techniques.

Back home, she stormed into her room without a word, slamming the door shut and locking it.

The next day, Junyu woke up earlier than usual and went to knock on her door to tell her it was time to get up

. He was already prepared; she would definitely sleep with him. As if deliberately trying to annoy him,

she wore her big glasses, an old-fashioned suit and scarf, and her face was still deathly pale. With

her freshly styled hair, she looked like a little kid pretending to be an adult—even more ridiculous than before! He almost

laughed himself to death!

He said sullenly, "Let's leave after you've changed! I'm not afraid of being late anyway, and I'm not like

some people who don't care about their perfect attendance bonus every month."

Yun seemed to have been caught out of her weakness. She angrily scratched her hair, yelled "Ahhh!" and

rushed back into her room. He thought to himself, "No one knows a daughter better than her mother!" But her personality wasn't just a little stubborn or headstrong,

it was "extremely" stubborn and headstrong.

Almost twenty minutes later, for the sake of the money, she finally obediently changed into the new clothes she had just bought yesterday and

put on a proper makeup. When she walked out of the room, even Junyu was stunned! He involuntarily

exclaimed, "Oh! My God!"

Standing at the doorway...

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