Seven years ago in Dali Old Town, a passionate and crazy summer with a 32-year-old guesthouse owner

I watched a movie at home today, a 2014 film. It was directed by Ning Hao and starred Xu Zheng and Huang Bo; it was called *Breakup Buddies*. It brought back some memories.
It was around July 2011. I remember graduating from university, and as everyone knows, graduation often brings relationship problems. Due to uncertainty about the future, my girlfriend and I broke up just before graduation. I was
incredibly heartbroken, so I decided to travel alone to clear my head. After considering several places I'd always wanted to go—Yunnan, Chengdu, Inner Mongolia, Ningxia, Tibet, etc.—I finally decided to go to Yunnan alone.
Yunnan is about 2000 kilometers from where I live. Back then, I was a student, hadn't started looking for a job, and was quite poor, so I set off with the money I'd saved during university. Naturally, I chose the cheapest mode of transportation: the train. It took two days and two nights, and I had to transfer twice! Haha, I admire my past self now.
I remember on the train to Yunnan, watching the scenery pass by, and realizing it was my first time traveling so far, the sadness in my heart was slowly washed away by the beautiful scenery. The only downside was that the sleeper berth was too small, and it was my first time sleeping on a train, so I didn't sleep well for the past two days.
The train first arrived in Kunming. My planned route was Dali-Lijiang-Shangri-La. Many wonderful things happened along the way: beautiful scenery, helpful travelers, local customs, and so on. But what I can't forget is the guesthouse owner I met in Dali.
I remember arriving in Kunming at 10 am. Since I wasn't particularly interested in Kunming, I bought a train ticket from Kunming to Dali. Because I wouldn't arrive in Dali until almost evening, based on my previous research, I decided to stay in Dali Old Town. After arriving at the station, I transferred to a bus to Dali Old Town. Although it was already past 6 pm, the sky was still very bright. You could see Cangshan Mountain directly from the old town, which was incredibly beautiful. I felt much more open-minded, and my mood improved significantly. So, with my backpack on, I searched for accommodation in the old town.
I looked at many guesthouses, but unfortunately, all the suitable ones were full. The prices for the dorm beds seemed a bit too high. After searching for over an hour, it was almost 8 pm, and I still hadn't found anything. However, the days are exceptionally long in Yunnan, and it was still quite bright at almost 8 pm.
I was exhausted and covered in sweat, so I bought a bottle of water, put my backpack at my feet, and leaned against a sign to drink and rest. After a while, I thought I smelled a fragrant aroma, and suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder from behind.
"Hey, young man, looking for accommodation?" a pleasant voice rang in my ear.
I turned around and saw a pretty woman, wearing a dark blue cotton shirt and trousers, with her white t-shirt rolled up, revealing her slender waist. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with a great figure, and I guessed she was only a few years older than me.
"Yes, yes, that's right." I was a little nervous because I was suddenly startled by the beautiful woman. "I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't found anything suitable."
"Haha, is that so? Would you like to stay at my inn?" the woman said. "Are you the landlady? How much is it? My budget is limited, so I've been looking for a long time," I said a little embarrassed.
"Yes, what a coincidence! I just happen to have one room left. It's late now, so I'll sell it to you cheaply. I won't cheat you." The landlady didn't wait for my reply and directly picked up my backpack. I was a little nervous and indecisive at that time. Plus, the landlady was beautiful and had a pleasant voice, so I thought she wouldn't cheat me. So I followed her upstairs.
The landlady's inn was a bit out of the way, almost outside another gate of the ancient city. It took about 20 minutes to walk there. When I entered the inn, although it was very clean and tidy, I felt particularly calm. So I looked at the woman with suspicion.
"Haha, actually I was just kidding! It's not that there's only one room left, it's just that you're the first guest, hehe."
Later I learned that the landlady had just taken over the guesthouse and done some renovations. She was planning to open today, but because some online procedures weren't completed, she couldn't list the rooms online. Plus, their guesthouse was in a rather remote location, so they had no guests. The landlady thought it was bad luck to have a bad first day, so she went to wander around the old town and unexpectedly ran into me. She said, "Seeing you standing there in a daze, I thought you looked silly and was afraid you'd get scammed, so I brought you here. How about this, I'll charge you 66 yuan for the best room we have. Everything here is brand new! Although the location isn't the best, you'll definitely get a good deal. I just wanted good luck, hoping my guesthouse goes smoothly. What do you say, young man?"
Of course I was happy; 66 yuan was quite cheap and within my budget. "Okay, thank you so much, landlady!"
The guesthouse wasn't big, only seven rooms in total. It seemed the landlady wanted to run a boutique guesthouse. The landlady led me to my room, a large double room with a charming design. The room was spacious and new, though there was still a slight smell of paint, but I was already overjoyed. After settling in, I said goodbye to the landlady and went to explore the old town.
The old town wasn't crowded at night, much better than Lijiang Old Town, which I visited later. There were often street musicians playing and singing, various private stalls selling handicrafts, and all sorts of bars with beautiful singers performing. Since I was a bit tired, I bought a few bottles of beer at the supermarket after wandering around for a while and returned to the guesthouse.
When I entered the guesthouse, I saw the landlady sitting on the sofa in the living room. She had changed into shorts and a tank top, her long legs stretched out on the sofa. Her white thighs and the faint glimpse of her cleavage stunned me; I estimated she was around a C-cup. The landlady heard my voice and chuckled. "What are you standing there for? Come sit down."
So I sat down next to her, and smelling her pleasant aroma, I couldn't help but swallow. To ease the awkwardness, I took out a beer and asked if she wanted a couple of drinks. She said yes and went to the refrigerator to get some peanuts.
"So, how was the ancient town?" she asked, opening a beer and handing it to me. "I just wandered around a bit today, it's pretty good, I think it's quite interesting," I replied, taking the beer. We started chatting.
It turned out the landlady was from Chengdu and used to work in hotel management. She came to Yunnan last year, and after traveling for a while, she felt it was a great place with a strong market and development potential. So she took out her savings from the past few years and decided to open her own guesthouse.
"Wow, you're amazing, boss lady! I thought you were about my age, and you're already your own boss!" "Hehehe, young man, you seem a bit slow, but I didn't expect you to be so talkative. I'm 32, boss lady!" "Really? I can't tell at all! You look younger and prettier than many girls in my class!" "Hahahaha!" The boss lady seemed increasingly pleased.
The more we drank, the more we chatted. It turned out that despite the eight-year age difference, we shared many similar interests, so we talked about everything.
"I thought you were a bit silly before, but I didn't expect you to be so funny," the boss lady said. "Not at all! I was just alone in a strange city, and I was mainly nervous seeing how beautiful you are, boss lady, hehehe." Under the influence of alcohol, I began to relax and gradually reverted to my usual talkative self, chatting idly with the boss lady and occasionally teasing her.
"Stop calling me boss lady, just call me Sister Xuan," the boss lady finally said with a smile after I kept calling her "boss lady."
"Haha, okay, Sister Xuan, as you wish," I said. Later, we started chatting about relationships, and I asked Sister Xuan, "Sister Xuan, you're so beautiful and have such a good career, why aren't you married yet?" "I had a boyfriend a few years ago, but we broke up. I was too busy with work afterward, and I haven't met anyone suitable, so I've been single ever since," Sister Xuan replied, sounding a little melancholy.
After we'd drunk eight bottles of beer, Sister Xuan pulled out a bottle of red wine. After drinking half of it, she finally succumbed to the alcohol and collapsed onto the table. She said, "Go to sleep, I'll be fine after a while."
So I went back to my room, took a shower, changed into my pajamas, and was about to go to sleep when I went to the living room, a little worried, and found Sister Xuan asleep. Afraid she'd catch a cold, I picked up Sister Xuan. She wasn't heavy, probably around 48 kilograms. I carried her to her room, but the door was locked, and I didn't have a key. So I carried her to my own room and put her on the bed. Looking at her flushed face and graceful figure, and with the added influence of alcohol, I couldn't resist moving closer to her. I looked closely at her, noticing her cleavage was more pronounced as she lay down, and her nipples, hazy and alluring, seemed particularly pink. I finally couldn't resist gently pressing my palm against her breast and slowly kneading it. I heard her seductive moans... With a soft "Mmm," I couldn't resist any longer. I brought my lips to hers and kissed her. I could almost feel Xuan's warmth. Xuan began to respond to my light kisses, which then grew more intense. Xuan extended her tongue, and our tongues intertwined. My hands began to roam, slipping inside her clothes and grasping Xuan's breasts. At this moment, Xuan opened her eyes hazily and looked at me. Perhaps due to being single for a long time, coupled with the effects of alcohol, I could feel Xuan's desire surging through her body. Our movements became more and more intense. Xuan began to remove my clothes, her hands moving downwards... When she grasped my penis, I trembled all over, unable to resist any longer. I ripped off Xuan's tank top from one side, and my passionate lips began to slide down, gently kissing her neck, then her chest, sucking on her nipples, my tongue teasing her pink clitoris. Then my hand slowly moved towards her vulva, and when my fingers touched it, I found that Xuan was already soaking wet. Xuan sat up, grabbed my hand, and guided me to take off her panties. Then she held my penis and slowly brought it closer to her vulva. Finally, following the slippery warmth, I entered Xuan's body. That night, perhaps... Because of the alcohol, I felt particularly excited and less sensitive than usual. My movements escalated from slow, gentle thrusting to rapid, intense collisions. The position changed from me on top to her on the bottom, with Xuan-jie on top. I held her breasts, watching her sway against me. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, I said, "Xuan-jie, I'm about to cum," as she writhed violently. Xuan-jie sat up, leaving my body, and gently kissed my lips, then began to stroke my penis rapidly with her hand. Finally, with a shudder, I ejaculated. Xuan-jie, perhaps exhausted, leaned against my chest and fell into a deep sleep. Afterwards, I also felt a little tired and fell asleep.
The next morning at breakfast, I woke up to find Xuan-jie had just woken up as well. We looked at each other, and I felt a little embarrassed. Xuan-jie pointed at my head and said, "You little rascal, you look so honest, but I didn't expect you to be so naughty, hehe." Since my head was clear from the daytime, I quickly grabbed my clothes and rushed to the bathroom, leaving Xuan-jie on the bed, laughing at me.
Afterwards, we went to the living room for breakfast. Sister Xuan said that her guesthouse website wouldn't be ready for another three days, so she would act as my tour guide and take me to Dali.
During our time in Dali, Sister Xuan took me to Erhai Lake, Cangshan Mountain, and all sorts of other fun places. While we were sightseeing, she would hold my hand, and I would often put my arm around her. We were like a couple, but we didn't say anything, didn't ask about the future, and didn't question our relationship—it was as if there was a tacit understanding. We spent our days sightseeing and our nights back in the old town. Then, we would spend our nights making love again at the guesthouse. These past few days, I seemed to have inexhaustible energy, channeling all the sadness and resentment I felt before the trip into my passion, constantly pounding into Sister Xuan's body. Sister Xuan, too, seemed to have her long-dormant desires aroused, a 30-year-old woman's lust like a wolf. We made love on the sofa in the guesthouse's living room, we made love in the guesthouse's kitchen, we had passionate lovemaking in the guesthouse's small garden, and we danced together on the guesthouse's rooftop under the moonlight and stars. In short, it seemed we wanted to leave our mark in every corner of the guesthouse.
Finally, the online registration for the guesthouse was completed, and on the day of its official opening, it was almost time for me to leave for my next destination. Looking at Sister Xuan who was seeing me off at the guesthouse entrance, I felt a pang of reluctance. Just as I was about to say something, Sister Xuan smiled and shook her head, saying, "We've had the chance to meet, and I've been very happy these past few days. But you have your journey ahead, and I have my own life and career to attend to. I will always remember you these past few days, but I will eventually forget you." Sister Xuan leaned closer and gave me a final, gentle kiss before turning and disappearing from my sight.
Watching Sister Xuan's departing figure, I felt a little lost, but I understood her meaning. So I took a deep breath, turned around, and left the ancient city, left Dali, heading towards my next destination.

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