My Beloved Wife's Desire for Sex (20)

Chapter 20: A Lonely Figure in the Rain

In the northern part of the city, in a secluded residential area, it was pitch black.
The buildings were quiet in the darkness.
This area was slated for relocation; most of the residents had moved, leaving only a few households.
At that moment, accompanied by a loud roar, a beam of light approached from afar, and a Harley-Davidson motorcycle stopped in

front of a small storage room downstairs.
The driver was a burly man, and behind him sat a slender woman in a white

halter- neck crop top and a floral mini-skirt, her fair legs incredibly alluring. It was

Brother Biao and his wife, Xu Hanyi, who had just come from the billiards hall.
Brother Biao pushed the motorcycle into the storage room and then pulled Xu Hanyi into the building. Xu Hanyi nervously looked

around at the darkness: "Where is this, Brother Biao?" "This is my parents' old home. It's going to be relocated soon

, so there aren't many households left here,"
Brother Biao told Xu Hanyi.
He took her small hand and led her into the dilapidated apartment building.
In the dark stairwell, he tossed away his cigarette butt and immediately embraced his wife, kissing her

alluring lips.
His wife struggled slightly before passionately responding to his wet kiss.
Their lips were locked together, and Biao's hands began to caress her breasts through her blouse.
In the darkness, they couldn't see each other's expressions, only soft moans and heavy breathing could be heard.
After a while, their lips parted.
His wife said to him in a coquettish tone, "You big pervert! Your breath smells like smoke! Don't do it here!"
"It's okay, there's no one else in the whole building except us, baby! Let's get started! I can't wait!

" As he spoke, Brother Biao lifted his hand from under his wife's blouse, pulled down her bra, and caressed her

firm breasts. His wife was breathing slightly, seemingly enjoying his caresses. Brother Biao impatiently

and deftly unbuckled his belt, revealing his already hard penis. He reached his left hand

inside and pulled down her panties. Then he continued, "Come on, baby! Turn around, put your hands here, stick your butt up

higher. I'm about to come in!"
Xu Hanyi held onto the stair railing with both hands, half-bending over, half-bending her buttocks, and standing with her legs straight

.
Brother Biao, his penis erect, slowly found his wife's vagina and
thrust it in with a "plop," entering her already slightly moist vagina. He began to pump.

The feeling of his penis being full, thick, and hard made his wife's body go limp, and she moaned softly, "Ah...it's in...

it's so big!"
Brother Biao didn't speak, but grabbed his wife's round, upturned buttocks and pulled them back forcefully, while his penis continued to thrust forward into 　　her honey

pot. 　　The sounds of flesh colliding echoed in the dark stairwell. His wife's body swayed violently back and forth, her panties pulled down and hanging at her knees. 　　Her long hair flowed around her ears, swaying with her body, making her look extremely lewd. 　　Brother Biao felt increasingly excited looking at this charming wife he was manipulating. 　　He removed his hands from her upturned buttocks and grasped her full, round breasts, kneading them forcefully. He leaned down and pressed his face against her smooth, delicate back, kissing her jade-like neck. 　　At the same time, his lower body didn't stop, thrusting into her with the force of a pile driver. 　　His wife, too, was aroused by his playful manipulation in this stimulating atmosphere. 　　She gritted her teeth, panting softly, and shamelessly arched her hips, eagerly welcoming his thrusts . 　　Biao Ge's right hand held her head, kissing her lips. 　　They kissed passionately again. 　　A few minutes later, seeing Biao Ge's lips leave his wife's, he breathed heavily and whispered in her ear , "Baby...I'm coming...Where to...Where to..." 　　"Ah...Oh...Don't...Not inside...Not today..." 　　his wife moaned softly. 　　"Then I'll cum in your mouth...Okay...Okay..." 　　he continued. 　　"Oh...Oh...No...No...Oh...Ah...Oh...Okay," 　　his wife answered incoherently. 　　Just then, Biao Ge suddenly pulled his penis out of his wife's vagina, grabbed her, and forced her to her knees. 　　Holding her head with both hands, he thrust his glans into her mouth, his hips beginning to move rhythmically. 　　His wife also held his thighs, rapidly licking his lips. 　　He was panting heavily, his mouth agape, and after a few dozen thrusts, 　　he let out a low growl and ejaculated his hot semen into his wife 's mouth. He didn't withdraw his penis until the last drop was gone. His wife gagged twice, spitting out the remaining semen. At this moment, Brother Biao hugged his wife, grinned, and kissed her cheek, saying, "Baby, your mouth is amazing! It felt like I ejaculated inside your womb!" 　　His wife, embarrassed, lightly punched his chest a few times and said, "You're such a pervert! You went so deep! I swallowed some! You filthy slut!" 　　"Oh, really? Not bad! That stuff is very nourishing for you women! It's good for your complexion!" 　　he continued frivolously. 　　"You still dare to say that! I'm ignoring you!" 　　his wife said angrily, annoyed by his attitude. 　　"Oh dear! Honey. I'm so sorry, so sorry. I deserve to die! I deserve to be hit! Don't be angry! It would be my fault if you got sick from being angry." 　　He pretended to slap himself a few times on the cheek and gave his wife a pitiful look. 　　"Okay, okay! I'm not angry with you anymore! Let's go. I'm going back too." 　　Seeing his reaction, his wife's resentment turned to joy, and she spoke to him softly. 　　The two tidied up a bit and went upstairs. 　　Pushing open the bathroom door, his wife, Xu Hanyi, walked out wearing an old bed sheet, her breasts half-naked, and stood outside the bedroom door. The bedroom was dimly lit, and on the large bed, Brother Biao lay naked, his hand...

He was puffing out a cigarette, the thick gold necklace around his neck gleaming under the light, and the wolf head tattoo on

his shoulder looking even more ferocious and terrifying.
His wife hesitated outside the door for a moment, unsure if her indulgence tonight was right. She

wasn't really fallen into depravity? "Are you coming in or not?"
Just as she was still struggling with her thoughts, Brother Biao, who was waiting impatiently, called to her from inside. His wife slowly

entered the bedroom and stood by the bed.
Brother Biao suddenly grabbed the corner of the bedsheet and yanked it hard, instantly

revealing . With a soft
moan, before she could react, she was pulled into his arms.
Brother Biao held his wife's smooth, delicate body, his large hands roaming over her smooth skin, his gaze never leaving her

breasts . He asked her, "Beautiful lady, doesn't your husband care if you're out so late?"
His wife, like a docile lamb, rested her face against his strong chest. "He works out of town, he

only comes back about once a month."
Brother Biao chuckled. "So you're out looking for a man."
His wife pouted. "No way! I just came out to relax today, who knew I'd

run into two big hooligans like you, so fierce and scary."
Brother Biao pinched her cheek. "Baby, you just like me being a little fierce, don't you? Look at how wanton you are

."
His wife playfully punched his chest with her small fist.
Biao didn't rush to make love to his wife. Instead, he held her close, asking her all sorts of questions, occasionally mentioning his own

affairs.
His full name was Xie Zhenbiao, and he worked as a bouncer in the Zhabei District.
After talking for a while, he patted his wife's pert buttocks: "Stop dawdling, give your brother a few strokes with your cock."
His wife sat up and knelt between his legs, grasped his cock and stroked it a few times,

then took the big meat stick into her mouth. First, she moved her head up and down, wrapping his cock in her mouth like a breastfeeding mother, doing this dozens of times, then licking the glans with her tongue.

His wife's crotch was facing Brother Biao's face, so Brother Biao brought his mouth close to her vulva, first

gently rubbing his lips up and down on her labia a few times, stimulating her to a very itchy feeling, and her vaginal fluid

flowed out . Then, he extended his tongue to her vaginal opening, dipped it in her vaginal fluid, and licked her clitoris and the entire labia.
"Ahhh... Brother Biao... It's so itchy... You really know how to do it... You've made me... It's so itchy...

"
Hearing his wife's happy moans, Brother Biao's tongue parted her labia, the tip of his tongue sliding

back and forth . The inside of her labia was pink, and a lot of vaginal fluid came out. As he licked like this, his wife's body

trembled slightly.
While licking her clitoris, Brother Biao gently rubbed her vaginal opening with his right index finger; it was smooth and moist.
After a couple of thrusts, his wife began to moan softly, emitting pleasurable and satisfied groans.
Her whole body was hot, sweat was seeping out, and beads of sweat appeared on her smooth skin. With Brother Biao's rapid

thrusts, her vulva repeatedly arched upwards, responding to his movements.
"Beautiful lady... is it good?"
Brother Biao asked with a wicked grin.
His wife's vulva was high in the air, her large white buttocks and body violently twisting, drenched in fragrant sweat, her body hot, breathing

heavily, and sucking his large penis faster.
Soon, his wife thrust her vulva upwards violently, then slammed it down, simultaneously twisting her large buttocks from side to side. Her vulva

began to convulse, her vagina contracting strongly, gripping Brother Biao's finger. Her vaginal opening

contracted forcefully like a child suckling milk, with each contraction and relaxation, waves of fluid flowing from her vagina.
She continued to writhe, tremble, and contract.
Brother Biao stopped moving, watching his wife's intense orgasmic reaction, which lasted only seven or eight seconds. Her head lolled to the side, and she

lay on the bed, her beautiful breasts rising and falling slightly.
Seeing her enjoying her orgasm, Brother Biao got up, spread her legs, and inserted his hard penis into her

wet vagina, thrusting wildly again… With the storm of intense intercourse, his wife gradually lost

her senses, emitting lascivious moans: "Mmm… Ah… Brother Biao… You're so good… Fuck me to death…

…Mmm… Aww…"
Brother Biao lay on top of her, biting her bright red nipple, while his penis moved

rapidly and with small movements inside her. His buttocks pressed against her, making "plop plop"
sounds, and streams of thick, white fluid oozed from their point of contact, flowing down

her plump white buttocks onto the sheets beneath her, soaking a large area.
His wife tried her best to spread her legs, tightly wrapping them around Brother Biao's waist, while simultaneously lifting her buttocks to actively

meet his movements.
The two of them moved their hips like conjoined twins, experiencing intense pleasure.
The room echoed with
the sounds of "plop plop" and the "slap slap" of flesh colliding
, the wife's moans, and the creaking of the bed under the strain 　　. Brother Biao thrust his body violently, his penis pounding into his wife's already overflowing vagina. 　　His wife seemed to sense his impending ejaculation, desperately thrusting her hips upwards, letting out frantic "ah ah" 　　moans
. 　　Soon, Brother Biao felt a tingling sensation run down his spine, reaching his brain, and then his penis throbbed uncontrollably inside her, releasing hot semen deep . 　　On the large bed in the bedroom, his wife endured Brother Biao's storm of pleasure for over two hours. 　　Her mouth, vagina, and anus all received the pleasure of that thick penis. 　　When the two fell asleep, exhausted, the wife's mouth, chest, and both her vaginas were covered in milky white semen. She was too weak to clean herself. 　　When she woke up, it was past one in the afternoon. The sky was overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily. 　　The wife got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom to wash herself thoroughly. The semen that Biao had ejaculated on her had dried , making her feel extremely uncomfortable. 　　When she came out, Biao had found two buckets of instant noodles in the kitchen and was boiling water to make them. 　　The wife went back to the bedroom, found her wrinkled dress, put it on, and told Biao that she wanted to go home later.

Brother Biao glanced at the weather outside the window and said it was going to rain, so she shouldn't go back and should stay there.
His wife said no, her husband was coming home today.
Brother Biao then said he'd take her home after they finished eating noodles.
They ate a quick bite, and afterwards, Brother Biao got his wife's phone number, took her to the disco, and

his wife drove home.
Today was the weekend, and I took Su Yaqin and her son to Hangzhou Paradise.
The little guy and I are getting along very well now; he wants to be held whenever he sees me, and I happily carry him

around, buying him treats.
Su Yaqin looks at us with happy eyes. At the lakeside, there are people taking photos for tourists. I turned to Manager Su and asked, "Yaqin, shall
we take a picture ?" 　　Su Yaqin hesitated slightly, then nodded in agreement. 　　I carried Xiaogang to the young man taking pictures, then stood to my left with Su Yaqin, holding Xiaogang in what I thought was the most comfortable pose. 　　Soon, the photos were ready. The young man handed them to me, not forgetting to flatter me, saying, "Your family of three looks so happy." 　　Yaqin blushed and looked away. 　　I happily paid. 　　I showed the photos to Yaqin, saying, "Look, you do look very happy." 　　Yaqin glanced at the photos, glared at me, and then secretly pinched my waist, though not hard. 　　At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaogang was tired from playing and fell asleep in my arms. 　　Seeing my son like this, Yaqin said to me, "Along, let's go home." 　　I carried Xiaogang towards the front door. 　　Back at Yaqin's house, I carried Xiaogang back to the bedroom. 　　When we came out, Su Yaqin had cut a watermelon and placed it on the coffee table, handing me a piece: "Eat up, you must be exhausted today." 　　I smiled and took the watermelon: "It's nothing, as long as Xiaogang had fun." 　　Then I ate the watermelon heartily. 　　Yaqin watched me affectionately as I ate the watermelon without any restraint. 　　After eating three slices of watermelon, I wiped my mouth and sat on the sofa with my arm around Su Yaqin's waist. "Now that we've finished the watermelon shouldn't we eat you?" 　　My gaze roamed unabashedly over her body. 　　Today, Yaqin wore light makeup and a low-cut, sleeveless blue blouse with dark yellow embroidery on the hem, revealing a large expanse of skin that dazzled me. 　　A black knee-length pencil skirt hugged her round, pert buttocks, outlining her alluring figure. 　　She wasn't wearing stockings, and her jade-like legs shone with an alluring sheen. 　　On her delicate feet were a pair of silver-gray slippers, and she exuded a faint, sweet fragrance. 　　Seeing my lecherous gaze fixed on her, Yaqin lightly punched my shoulder. "You big pervert, all you ever do is think about doing bad things." 　　I gently rubbed my hand against her smooth thigh. "Don't you want to do it?" 　　"I won't do anything bad with you, let me go." 　　Su Yaqin deliberately tried to get up and break free from my embrace, but I wouldn't let her have her way. 　　I held her tightly in my arms and leaned in to kiss her cheek. 　　At first, Su Yaqin tried to avoid my kisses, but under my caresses, she couldn't help but wrap her arms around my neck and offer her lips for a passionate kiss. 　　Her tongue slowly intertwined with mine in my mouth, the smooth sensation incredibly pleasurable. 　　I slipped my hand inside her clothes and gently caressed her through her bra. 　　After a moment, our lips parted, still glistening with clear saliva. 　　Su Yaqin looked at me with tender eyes and whispered, "Ah Long, carry me back to the room." 　　These soft words were like an aphrodisiac; 　　a fire ignited within me. I picked up her soft body and rushed into the bedroom, 　　slamming the door shut. 　　I slowly removed her blue shirt; her full breasts seemed about to burst free of her bra . We gazed at each other for a moment. 　　Suddenly, she reached out and pulled me up, tilting her alluring face upwards. 　　Our thirsty lips met. 　　The instant our lips touched, she parted her mouth slightly, letting out a long moan, her warm breath filling my mouth. At the same time, one hand grasped my already erect penis in my pants, slowly tightening its grip, while her other arm wrapped around my neck. She then extended her smooth tongue into my mouth, hooking it . 　　I sucked on it, gently biting it with my teeth. 　　I held her neck tightly with one hand, kissing her passionately, while my other hand trembled , roaming over her slender waist and high, rounded buttocks. I spread my fingers, lightly caressing the inside of her thighs and between her legs. As she trembled slightly, I extended my right leg and inserted it between her legs, gently rubbing her high, rounded vulva through her thin panties. 　　"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." 　　Yaqin's writhing body pressed even harder against my right leg, and I could feel more clearly how hot and intensely hot her vulva was. 　　As the heat emanating from her vulva grew stronger, her writhing became more intense, and the friction between her high, protruding vulva and my right leg intensified. I unhooked her bra, slipped my hands under her armpits to her high, firm breasts, and grasped her firm, full breasts, my fingers deftly kneading her tender, dark purple nipples. 　　Gradually, I felt those buds harden under my caresses. 　　I lowered my head and gently kissed her jade-like neck, and her slightly suppressed moans ignited the burning desire within me . 　　From this angle, her high, firm breasts were round and firm, the nipples subtly upturned , the dark purple nipples rising and falling with her panting chest. 　　She unconsciously tilted her head back, her left hand constantly gripping and rubbing my penis. When my right hand, with its five fingers moved from the inside of her thigh to the triangle area at the base of her penis, her soft and sexy body involuntarily arched backward, her slender waist twisted, and she moaned softly.

I turned her over, bent her knees forward, and bent down to kiss her rounded navel and her still flat and

elastic abdomen.
Yaqin couldn't help but hold my head with both hands, pressing down hard so that my lips were closer to her hot

private parts . Through the thin layer of black lace panties, I breathed in

the fragrance of the overflowing lustful fluid from her vulva, which tempted my hard penis to thrust upwards even more forcefully, pressing against her full, upturned buttocks.
Sucking on Yaqin's soft, rounded thighs was a great pleasure. With a moan, she involuntarily raised

her left leg, revealing a wet curve under the black lace panties that pressed tightly against her honey pot. Without hesitation, I

took it into my mouth.
I couldn't hold back any longer, so I picked her up and laid her down on the bed.
Her soft, sexy body lay flat, two small, mound-like mounds rising from her snow-white, naked body. I

stroked her nipples, which stood erect atop them; her areolas had swelled considerably,

and the dark purple buds had become engorged, turning into small round mounds atop larger ones.
With a low moan from Yaqin, I buried my head between her breasts, opening my mouth to take her elastic

nipple into my mouth, letting it continue to swell, gently sucking the milky fragrance emanating from its tip.
After a while, I lifted my upper body, revealing her full, rounded vulva encased in small,

semi-transparent lace panties. I quickly pulled down the black lace panties, removing her last covering,

revealing the dark pubic hair and the spring-like foliage beneath between her legs.
Seeing me staring intently at her lower body, Yaqin instinctively blushed, her legs slightly clamping together, while she tried to cover her alluring genitals

with her , though it was impossible to truly conceal them.
She pleaded in a soft, coquettish voice, "No, don't look like that! Please, it's so embarrassing!"
I ignored her, stood up, and straddled her, forcefully spreading her thighs. Her
full buttocks, as her legs opened, allowed me a clear view of her most alluring private parts: two

pink doors gently concealing a pinkish creek between them.
With her trembling breaths and the quivering of her body, the mound of flesh rose and fell,

the two plump labia writhing like clam meat.
I kissed the mound of her vulva, breathing in the sweet scent emanating from her honeyed depths; this sweetness

gave me a sense of peace.
I pressed my cheek against Yao Lan's soft, supple legs, the smooth, delicate feel further fueling my possessive

desire.
Immediately, I gently parted the thick lips of her vulva with my fingers, stimulating her to moan ecstatically

. Her lower body twisted slightly, and sweet fluid slowly seeped from between her petals. I pressed and rubbed the petals with my fingers,

teasing her until her moans became deeper, longer, and louder.
I didn't rush into a full-scale assault. Instead, I parted her lips with two fingers of my right hand and pushed up the clitoral hood with my left hand

, gently sucking on the exposed clitoris with my tongue. This action caused her to unconsciously thrust her hips and vulva

upwards more forcefully.
"Mmm...mmm...oh..."
Yaqin twisted her legs, moaning suppressedly. My tongue

swirled inside the wrinkled walls of her vulva, sometimes lightly licking the clitoris, sometimes sucking on the labia.
I even probed the stream with my tongue, as if it were the source of the most delicious thing in the world.
"Ah... Ah Long... Ah... Oh... Ah... Ah..."
With each moan, I felt her arms tighten around my buttocks, her slender hands haphazardly

kneading my penis, while she moaned passionately in my ear.
Her face flushed with desire, and she was panting heavily.
Seeing this, I felt great and whispered in her ear, "I want to

make love , I want to take you to the highest climax of sex, I want to awaken the most primal desires in your heart!"
After hearing my lewd words, Yaqin blushed and moaned coquettishly, "No more!"
I turned my head to kiss her, then pressed down on her, placing my hands between her legs, slowly spreading

her thighs, and then kneeling between them.
I stared at the dark pubic hair at the point where her legs crossed, and as the angle of her thighs widened, I

could even see the pinkish, moist pulsation at the entrance of her vagina.
"You're so naughty!"
Yaqin said, glancing at me lazily. Her face, a mixture of shyness and reproach, only fueled my

desire .
I immediately mounted her.
Yaqin, her voice trembling slightly, said beneath me, "Faster! Faster!"
Soon, I moved my penis around her vulva, sometimes rubbing her already erect clitoris, sometimes

teasing her plump labia, sometimes lightly nibbling at her overflowing opening.
Yaqin was aroused, her heart pounding. From her half-open, dreamy eyes and her

heavy, panting breaths, I admired her intoxicated state.
Just as Yaqin was overcome with passion, she involuntarily thrust her slender waist forward, pressing her thighs together

. I deliberately slid my penis away, preventing her from getting her way.
"No, I'm not coming anymore, you're just teasing me."
With that, Yaqin writhed her supple waist beneath me, letting out soft moans through her nose. Her

shy demeanor aroused me, and I involuntarily lowered my hips, my already engorged

penis plunging into her overflowing honey pot.
"Ah!"
Yaqin cried out, her expression one of quenching thirst. She placed her smooth, alluring legs in my arms

, swaying her hips gently, actively thrusting her hips against my penis, welcoming my thrusts.
"Is it good, Yaqin?"
I asked, my hands again caressing her proudly erect breasts, whispering in her ear.
"It's wonderful… oh… just like that… Ah Long… I love this wonderful feeling!"
she responded passionately, swaying her hips in rhythm with my thrusts.
I slowly increased the speed and intensity of my thrusts, ravaging

the honeyed hole . I pulled my penis out until only the glans was inside the opening, then forcefully inserted the entire length to the root.

The rhythmic three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, in sync with the swaying of her hips, created a joyful symphony of lovemaking.
Yaqin's slender hands rhythmically gripped my arms tightly, accompanied by rhythmic moans. Simultaneously,

with each powerful thrust, my scrotum slapped against her perineum, the pubic hair brushing against it. Her

tightly contracting vagina sent shivers of pleasure through me; the folds of her vaginal walls rubbed against the sensitive

tip of my penis, sending electric shocks through my spine and to my brain, making me involuntarily tilt my head back and

inhale deeply.
My engorged penis was covered in throbbing veins, making her vagina seem even narrower.

The tender flesh tightly enveloped my burning penis, increasing the friction.
Looking down, I saw her thick, red labia being pulled in and out with each thrust.
"Oh... um... oh,"
she murmured, suppressing her moans.
Her starry eyes widened slightly, her breathing becoming rapid, her body swaying to meet my thrusts, her honeyed orifice desperately

sucking releasing my penis.
My desire thrust in and out of her peach-like opening, left and right, making

her pant heavily, her face flushed with desire, her thighs swaying uncontrollably in my arms, her long hair disheveled,

obscuring her snow-white neck. The beautiful
"plop plop"
sounds of our thrusting emanated from our joined bodies, rhythmic and incessant.
"Oh...oh...slower...slower!"
Amidst her moans, she suddenly closed her eyes tightly, her head shaking violently from side to side. Her vagina seemed

to become even narrower and deeper, the depths burning hot, her juices flowing like a torrent.
Waves of pleasure stimulated me, causing me to thrust my penis even harder.
She let out a soft moan, gripping the sheets tightly, her mouth wide open, emitting a groan as if electrocuted.
Yaqin bit her lip tightly for a full minute, then suddenly thrust powerfully,

moaning, "Oh...so good...don't move...I'm flying...it's over...I'm over!"
Following Yaqin's wishes, I pressed my hips tightly against hers, my penis pressing against the entrance of her honeypot.
I felt her deep vagina sucking and shoving my glans, the heat surging and scalding me,

making my whole body spasm.
A surge of heat welled up at the tip of my penis, and I used all my strength to press Yao Lan's legs towards her chest, pushing them

forward forcefully.
Her vagina was also surging with heat, overflowing with fluids, a surge of heat shooting from the base of my penis to the glans

, shooting deep into her honeypot.
"Ah...um...oh,"
Yaqin, in the throes of pleasure, waved her slender hands, her body trembling, before completely collapsing.
Her vaginal walls trembled weakly, and at the same time, I lay limply on her full breasts, letting my

thick penis, which had just been ravaging her, gradually shrink and become smaller inside her wet vagina.
Yaqin was still immersed in the climax of our lovemaking, only occasionally murmuring, "Oh...

so good ...so comfortable."
After a while, I felt myself recovering, and Yaqin's breathing gradually calmed down.
Then I got up, pulled the blanket over her carefully, and
left after Yaqin's reminder to "drive carefully.
" Now my home in West Lake Garden is ready to move into, but my old lease hasn't expired yet, so I

still sometimes stay there for a few days. After a few days, I plan to go back to my old place, pack my things,

take then cancel the lease.
As I parked, a light drizzle began to fall. As I hurried upstairs, I saw a pretty young woman standing at the entrance of the building

, making a phone call.
Wearing delicate, light makeup and a maroon handbag slung over her elbow, she wore an indigo

dress with white floral patterns on the chest and a wide black belt with a metal buckle. Her
long hair was styled in a simple bun, and her fair, delicate legs were adorned with silver crystal

-buckled high-heeled sandals.
I recognized her as my upstairs neighbor. The last time she sprained her ankle, I helped her upstairs and applied some ointment. Later, she

wanted to treat me to dinner, which I refused. In my opinion, helping her with a small favor wasn't a big deal, and going back

for dinner would seem like I was coveting her beauty, even though I secretly harbored some feelings for her.
After that, we would occasionally bump into each other while walking downstairs and chat for a bit. I learned her name was Qin Huan, and that she seemed to

work in finance and investment, but I never asked for details.
Qin Huan had her back to me, and seemed very agitated. She shouted into her phone, "Do you even have a home anymore? You're

always out with your mistress. Let me tell you, I've signed the agreement..."
Hearing that it was about her family matters, I quickly walked upstairs.
I didn't need to take much. I found some daily necessities and clothes, packed them into a storage box

, and after working for over an hour, my back and legs ached. I pounded my lower back with my fist and slowly walked to the window.
It was already pouring rain outside, the raindrops pattering against the glass.
Then I noticed a lonely figure sitting on the flowerbed in front of the building—it was Qin Huan from upstairs.
She sat there blankly, enduring the downpour, seemingly quite distressed.
Her small figure shivered occasionally in the rain, yet stubbornly remained seated, refusing to leave.
I shook my head, took an umbrella from the storage box, opened the door, and went downstairs
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