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What's the most wonderful thing in the world? Don't say I'm not democratic, I'll give you four options:

a) having sex, b) having sex, c) having sex, d) having sex.

When you can't help but want to have sex but there's no one to have sex with, you can only have sex with yourself, so what you're doing isn't love, it's loneliness. If you're well-developed enough, you can tell me whether you gave your first time to your left or right hand.

Guo Hongyan, born on November 29, 1989, is 1.69 meters tall (naked). A few days ago, she transferred from Hengyang Middle School to No. 1 Middle School with the highest score and sat in front of me. She lives at school, and her mother is a doctor.

During self-study, I pondered this information like a cold-blooded killer. Obviously, my opponent is a girl with extremely high intelligence, who doesn't like to study, loves to meddle, and is incredibly audacious. During self-study, she ran to the public classroom to watch movies in other classes and was dragged back by the homeroom teacher. Her emotional intelligence is low. Think about it, what teenage girl would wear those ordinary sneakers that only boys wear, and that old school uniform that doesn't understand romance? Lastly, though I hate to admit it, she was undeniably beautiful, radiating a vibrant charm.

None of that mattered. What mattered was that she had offended the cunning and vengeful assassin—Sida.

However, just as I was leaning over the table, squinting at her back and contemplating my revenge, this girl turned around as if nothing had happened, raising an eyebrow as if she could read anyone's mind:

"Is there really a City of Angels?"

"Huh!?"

I was startled by her sudden turn, pretending to rub my eyes as I scrambled up from the table.

The City of Angels was a setting in a novella I published; all my hopes, my understanding of the world, and my complaints before I turned seventeen were contained in that novella.

"Yes..." I mumbled guiltily.

Guo Hongyan's eyes widened in surprise. Come on, her eyes were already big enough… "In everyone's heart…"

"Oh!… You're basically saying nothing…"

"Really… Hehe…"

"I think what you said is very interesting…" "

…What?"

"Many…"

She leaned closer to me, winking mischievously, and said:

"Like… there's no right or wrong in this world, only majority and minority… quack doctors kill with knives, quack teachers kill… with their mouths… China has many successful educators, yet its education has failed…"

"Wow~ you~"

I was surprised by her familiarity with some of my writing:

"These venting ramblings, I've almost forgotten them myself…"

"Hehe, here~"

She waved the newspaper in her hand; it was the school magazine, with my essays in it.

We looked at each other and smiled, suddenly feeling very familiar and close, and started chatting intentionally or unintentionally.

This darling has a habit of getting closer and closer when she gets excited. When she talked about how the college entrance exam stifles individuality, dear readers, I could feel her warm breath. However, the darling was still excited, but the hunter had no interest in listening to her; his attention was completely drawn to the girl's body. The playful collar of her dress revealed a glimpse of Guo Hongyan's skin, which had been hidden beneath her school uniform, and at such close range, the most alluring part of her skin below her neck was exposed to the hunter, Si Dao's, burning gaze.

I don't know how long I stared; I simply couldn't tear my eyes away from that beautiful skin. Did our innocent darling sense it? No, no, she was blinking and talking animatedly. I dare say she had the most beautiful teeth and lips Si Dao, the beauty appraiser, had ever seen.

"Why can't middle school students date? It's just suppressing human nature!"

"Hmm…love is innocent…"

If she was really as intelligent as I imagined, didn't she read something from Si Dao's mischievous gaze?

Oh, wait, her eyes started to gleam strangely; she was blushing, wasn't she?

A burning heat was palpable.

Finally, this awkward eye contact, this tense silence, was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door by the homeroom teacher.

There are many things in this world that we, in our youth, cannot predict, hence the word "sudden."

A sudden downpour, a sudden alarm clock, sudden tears, a sudden heart palpitation, a sudden encounter, a sudden separation, a sudden homeroom teacher, a sudden "I love you."

Sudden, sudden.

Our darling, like a startled rabbit, quickly turned back. The sound of her rapidly turning pages came from ahead, then everything fell silent.

In a panic, I grabbed the water glass on the table, pretending to drink. I'd only poured half a glass when I heard the girl with glasses in front of me whisper, "Hongyan, won't your eyes get tired reading like that?" The half-glass of water

wasn't wasted; it all sprayed onto the face of my deskmate, who had turned to watch the commotion and was about to laugh.

This is the best of times, and the worst of times.

Recent big news includes: a young couple was caught having sex in the storage room on the ground floor of the laboratory building by a janitor. After monitoring the entire incident from the window, the janitor immediately reported it to the academic affairs office. The male student was expelled, and the female student was placed on probation. Suddenly, the entire school cracked down on early romantic relationships and rectified school discipline. A senior student, burdened by excessive pressure, developed delusions. The ambiguous relationship between Sidao and Hongyan continued to intensify.

Back in the classroom after the physical education test, the lovely girl in front of him didn't turn around as usual, offering a sweet smile before saying anything.

On a dejected day, the hunter Sidao listlessly wandered through the forest. What happened to our little bear cub? Was she frightened and refused to come out again?

Finally, just as the school bell rang, the little bear cub turned around. Yes, she turned to me, glared at me, and then "humphed."

How could the cunning Sidao let go of this perfect opportunity to weave a trap?

"Even a false accusation needs a charge! Tell me, what did I do to you?"

The little bear cub narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath, and it seemed the trial of the sinner Sidao was about to begin.

"Your smile is malicious... Today when we were doing the 1000-meter test..."

Oh, I see.

Indeed, when it was the girls' turn to run, a group of us boys were judging which girl had the prettiest buttocks.

That's when I realized that my little bear cub had a stunning figure.

"A bunch of boys were laughing, why did you only mention me?"

"I don't care, I only saw you!"

"I think you look better with your hair up."

"Huh?"

See, my little bear cub got confused by the cunning hunter.

"I said, I think you look better with your hair up higher..."

"Hmm..."

The next morning was a memorable moment. When our lovely little darling walked into the classroom, all eyes were drawn to her.

In fact, this little beauty had simply changed into the most ordinary girl's outfit: cute braids, a red and white striped t-shirt, beige casual pants, and pure white sneakers.

Everyone was watching her, as if witnessing a miracle—the carefree Guo Hongyan had transformed into a beautiful little princess.

She walked in shyly, sat down, then turned around, tugged at her hair, tilted her head, and smiled sweetly at me: "Is it like this?"

Have you ever seen a flower bloom? I have, suddenly blooming.

My deskmate shook his head, mesmerized: "Dude…it's fucking…"

"I know…"

I reached out and covered his mouth.

It is my baby.

Oh my god, I love her.

That night, the moonlight was beautiful.

Flies were scared away.

I held my baby's warm little hand, walking and walking, Yan'er and I wobbling like two toddlers just learning to walk, occasionally bumping into each other. She would smile gently at me, and then we would continue walking, without saying a word.

Unconsciously, we arrived at the legendary romantic spot, the empty laboratory building. When a couple walked towards us hand in hand, our baby started to blush. She broke free from my hand, walked to an open window filled with moonlight, mischievously sat down, swung her legs, tapped her fingers on the windowsill, and ignored me.

The cunning Sidao walked over, his gaze meeting his adorable darling's, and grabbed her two restless little hands from the windowsill.

Yan'er tried to pull her hands away, but I held them firmly. Our darling's big eyes sparkled mischievously, and she gently kicked me: "What are you doing?"

How should love be expressed? I like you? I love you? You're so cute, can we go out? So many people have said those things… How could such words come from the mouth of the gifted and quick-witted Sidao?

Smelling the fragrance emanating from Yan'er, feeling her warmth within reach, gazing at her beautiful eyes and mouth, I, like a fool, blurted out, "Your teeth are so white..."

Yan'er chuckled, "Because I brush my teeth every day..."

I was already lost in her smiling eyes, and those alluring little mouths so close to my face, that fresh scent. I stroked her warm little hand, drawing closer and closer to her.

Yan'er's eyes became hazy, her breathing quickened: "Early romance violates school rules..."

I felt her hand trembling, but I only wanted to get closer to her, warm her, possess her: "Then... I hate you, do you hate me?"

"I hate you too..."

Brother Sidao kissed Sister Yan'er's lovely forehead, her delicate eyebrows, her sensitive lips touching a more sensitive, fresh, and vibrant life.

"Mmm..."

Yan'er kicked me, gripping my hand tightly, then gradually loosening it, she slowly closed her eyes.

I kissed her warm, sensual lips, and Yan'er's feet stopped moving, becoming quiet.

Our darling, eyes closed, began her own exploration, with her warm little mouth… We kissed and touched each other greedily, as if the end of the world had come… The moonlight was silent, the breeze was silent, early summer was silent.

(VI) We fell in love, yes, Yang Sidao and Guo Hongyan fell in love.

The next morning, my cunning darling walked into the classroom as if nothing had happened, sat down gracefully, as if nothing had occurred.

Was all of this just a daydream of the dreamer Sidao?

I found an opportunity, tugged at her long hair, and slipped her a note: Did you sleep well last night?

After a while, Yan'er didn't turn around, but just put the note on my desk with her hands behind her back.

Was she angry with me?

I nervously opened the note, it was the one I had passed to her, and just as I was about to be disappointed, I found words on the back: Rogue, you bit me hard.

I was overjoyed, did you hear that? She called me a rogue, my darling called me a rogue. Is there any more beautiful name in this world?

"What are you looking at, so happy?"

My deskmate leaned over to look, but I slapped her back: "Go to your morning self-study!"

Turning around, I saw Yan'er glaring at me nervously. I gave her a silly grin: Don't worry, I didn't get caught.

Yan'er gave me a threatening little fist, this darling!

Finally, the school bell rang, and our darling was still studying diligently at her desk. My brother, Sidao, burning with desire, couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing that most of the students had left, I tugged at Yan'er's clothes.

"Hey... what are you doing!"

Yan'er got angry, turning around to glare at me, but seeing Sidao's mischievous grin, she seemed to understand something. Her face flushed red, and she mouthed: "You pervert..." I chuckled inwardly, got up and left the classroom. Reaching the door, I looked back and saw that the adorable Yan'er had indeed put down her books and gotten up from her seat. My little bear had taken the bait... This little cutie followed behind me, keeping a distance that wasn't too far or too close. I stopped, and she stopped too. We walked out of the school gate, stopping and starting along the way. I stood under a streetlamp, watching Yan'er smile as she walked towards me, each step pounding against my heart.

I reached out and playfully pinched her nose, my lips brushing against hers: "Knowing I'm a hooligan, you still dared to follow me?"

Yan'er obediently accepted the affectionate gesture, her mischievous eyes darting around: "Hmph, this heroine is never afraid of hooligans..."

"How about this... are you scared?"

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing her soft, alluring body tightly against mine. Heaven knows, this hooligan Si Dao had wanted to do this for a long time.

But instead of pushing me away or stomping on my foot, Yan'er tilted her head back coquettishly, her eyes filled with temptation, her pearly teeth parting slightly: "Kiss..."

Looking at those sweet, fragrant lips so close to my face, I completely forgot I was called Si Dao or idiot. I couldn't help but touch those warm, moist lips, only to feel a sudden tightness. At first, it was quite stimulating, but gradually I felt pain.

This darling was biting me!

"Ah... um..."

Yan'er frowned, her big eyes glaring at me with feigned ferocity. After a long while, she finally let go.

"I told you not to be a pervert... where's my glove?"

It hurt a little when I bit her, and I was reluctant to let go. I touched my lips, sure I had her teeth marks:

"What glove?"

Yan'er pulled my hand up and placed her hand on mine: "Hmm... it fits perfectly..."

Then she looked into my eyes and said seriously: "From now on, this hand will be Guo Hongyan's glove. You have to remember to keep it warm and never let go of her hand, understand?"

I nodded seriously, my fingers tightly intertwined with Yan'er's.

"Baby... are you asleep?"

I asked the baby on my back, walking in the shadow of the streetlamp. She seemed to have been quiet for too long.

"No... thinking about something..."

"Oh? What is it?"

"Um... don't you think my breasts are a little small?"

"They're fine... I feel..."

"Really?"

"Um...that...remember you said I do naughty things in bed at night? How...how did you figure it out?"

"Well...hey, don't stop...I'll tell you after you've made me happy!"

"You know what? I miss you if I can't hold your hand for a minute, I miss you if I can't see you for a second, and now, holding your hand and looking at you, I still miss you.

" Why are you holding my hand and looking at me while you miss me? "Because I love you." "Serves you right..."

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