Traces of Love in Memories of Time, Chapter 14

Chapter 1
It was an autumn afternoon, and Zhang Xiaofeng sat alone in the school's study room, reading.
The weather was overcast and gloomy, hardly a pleasant day.
His mood was also unsettled; he had just received a phone call from Ying, his high school classmate.
This beautiful girl was Xiaofeng's classmate in high school; they sat at adjacent desks for three years, were very close
, and Xiaofeng had a crush on her for all three years, never confessing his feelings, though she understood his intentions.
She had once casually remarked that now wasn't the time for romance, that he had to study and prepare for university entrance exams.
So Xiaofeng could only sit behind her, silently watching her.
Several times, other classmates offered to switch seats with Xiaofeng, but he never agreed.
He couldn't bear to part with her. Although they couldn't be close, just sitting behind her, seeing
her long, flowing black hair every day, and occasionally hearing her voice was enough to make Xiaofeng
happy ! After the college entrance exam, Ying and Xiaofeng went to different universities in different cities. They contacted each other occasionally, but not
frequently. However, Xiaofeng couldn't forget Ying's every smile and gesture from those three years.
This was their second year of university.
The phone call just now was simple: she was going to do a three-month internship at a car
manufacturing .
After hanging up, Xiaofeng felt a sweet feeling mixed with fear.
Sweet because the girl he had secretly loved for many years was coming to his side; fearful because she only saw him as an ordinary
classmate and friend.
Three days passed quickly.
At the train station, Xiaofeng lit a cigarette and habitually checked his watch.
4:50 PM, half an hour until she arrived.
Xiaofeng looked at the cigarette butt on the ground. He had come at 4 PM because he couldn't stand being alone any longer; he had to come to
the train station to wait for her to feel at ease.
Xiaofeng threw away the cigarette butt and took out two pieces of chewing gum from his pocket, because he had never
smoked .
He didn't want any change in himself to affect Ying's first impression of him.
Xiaofeng bought a platform ticket and entered the station. There were many men and women standing on the platform, all there to pick up passengers.
As expected, the train arrived on time.
Xiaofeng ran to the carriage door Ying had told him about beforehand. The door opened, and passengers
disembarked one by one.
Finally, among the last few people, Ying got off.
They both smiled.
"Xiaofeng, you're so punctual!"
"Of course! We're old classmates, how could I let you walk out of the train station alone? Give me your suitcase
!"
Outside the train station, Xiaofeng hailed a taxi: "Hungry? You've been on the train for hours. Let's
go get hot pot. I know you like it."
"You remember that well,"
Ying said with a smile.
The hot pot was ready, and Ying seemed genuinely hungry, quickly starting to eat.
Xiaofeng didn't touch his chopsticks; he just watched Ying intently. Her long, flowing black hair was still so beautiful,
her bright eyes still so captivating, her cherry-like mouth slowly chewing her food, her pink tongue
occasionally licking her lips.
A pale yellow, tight-fitting t-shirt accentuated her impressive figure; her breasts were firm, and
the pattern of her bra was almost visible.
Xiaofeng thought to himself, "How wonderful it would be if she were willing to go wild with me in bed!" Thinking this
, Xiaofeng's lower body hardened, and he had to shift his position.
At this moment, Ying noticed Xiaofeng's movement: "Why aren't you eating? Why do you look
at me like I'm a stranger? Even though we haven't seen each other for a long time, you don't have to look at me like that."
"Hehe, no, no," Xiaofeng said self-deprecatingly, "I just think you're even more charming than in high school .
I wonder which lucky man is so fortunate."
Ying glared at Xiaofeng: "Tch! How come you're getting so carried away? Looks like you don't have a girlfriend yet."
Xiaofeng thought to himself, "I've never met a girl as alluring as you!"
After a pause, Xiaofeng replied with a wry smile, "Sigh, I'm a very loyal and devoted person..."
Xiaofeng didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knew what he was about to say.
After a moment of silence, Xiaofeng, while eating mutton, asked, "Ying, do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes, but we broke up. We couldn't get along."
Xiaofeng's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "What happened?"
"Let's order another plate of fish balls. I haven't had rice noodles in ages. Haha!"
Xiaofeng laughed along, then ordered a plate of Taipei-style meatballs, saying, "These aren't rice
noodles, they're better than fish balls, the meat is fresh and delicious. You should try them later."
Xiaofeng didn't press further; he knew that asking more would only remind Ying of unpleasant memories.
After finishing their meal, Xiaofeng asked, "Miss, where are you staying? We need to take this luggage
back , otherwise it'll be too much trouble."
"Hmm, you're right, I forgot. The school arranged for us to stay in the car park dormitory, specifically for
students doing coursework. I heard the conditions are decent. Let's go take our luggage there!"
The dormitory was clean, four people to a room.
Because Ying had arrived a day early, the room was empty.
Xiaofeng sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Are you tired? If you are, go to sleep. If you're not tired, let's go to
a karaoke bar. It's been so long since I heard your singing."
"Okay, I'm not tired, I'm full of energy. Let's go!"
The two quickly found a karaoke bar. Xiaofeng even ordered a bottle of red wine. He knew that wine was
the best thing to comfort people, and Ying needed comfort right now.
The two went into a private room. The room wasn't big, but it was still spacious for the two of them.
Xiaofeng ordered two songs to sing.
After he finished singing, he smiled and said to Ying, "You heard that, didn't you? My singing isn't what it used to be. Did you get
a mental Otherwise, I'd have to compensate you for your mental distress! Hahaha!"
"Haha, it's not like it's the first time I've heard it. I was prepared."
Ying laughed too.
Xiaofeng poured the red wine, picked up a glass and handed it to Ying. Ying took it without hesitation, took a sip,
put down the glass, and started choosing songs.
Xiaofeng was delighted, thinking to himself, "Strange, she rarely drank at class reunions before, and even when she did, it was always..."
Many people had urged her to drink, but she only drank a little. I didn't expect her to drink so readily today. It seems I made the right
choice ordering the wine earlier.”
Soon, Ying ordered several songs and began singing enthusiastically.
Xiaofeng sat on the sofa, holding a wine glass, silently admiring the beautiful woman before him with a smile. Her light blue
jeans accentuated her long, slender legs, and her shapely buttocks were taut against the fabric, making Xiaofeng feel a slight urge
to grab them .
After singing two songs, Ying sat down. Xiaofeng raised his glass and said, “Come on, Ying, let’s have a drink.
If you ca finish it, drink half.”
Ying smiled, clinked glasses, and downed her drink in one gulp, then frowned slightly.
“Drink slowly. This wine is fine at first, but it has a bit of a kick,”
Xiaofeng said with concern.
“It’s okay, I’m an adult now, not like when I was in high school.”
Xiaofeng chuckled inwardly, “I’m just worried you won’t drink.”
He knew Ying must have something bothering her, but he didn’t ask. If she wanted to say something, she would
.
Xiaofeng refilled Ying's glass, and Ying took another sip before standing up and continuing
to sing.
She sang beautifully. Xiaofeng had heard Ying sing before during a class event in high school and thought
she sang very well then; today, singing just for herself, she sounded even better.
Xiaofeng applauded enthusiastically, cheering Ying on, and Ying was in high spirits, drinking and singing at the same time.
"This wine is quite good! We're drinking so fast, it's almost gone."
"It's okay, drink as much as you want. I'll go get another bottle. I'm happy today, let's drink some more."
Ying neither objected nor agreed, which meant she acquiesced.
Xiaofeng was pleased; the wine arrived quickly, and Ying's face flushed slightly.
Xiaofeng said, "I'm so happy today. Fine wine and a beautiful woman, what more could I ask for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying's tears fell. Xiaofeng was shocked, thinking he had said something wrong, and quickly
apologized , "Don't mind me, I was just talking nonsense. We're old classmates..."
Before Xiaofeng could finish speaking, Ying threw herself into Xiaofeng's arms and cried even harder.
Xiaofeng gently hugged Ying, patting her shoulder, and said slowly, "Don't cry, don't cry.
Just say what's on your mind. Keeping it bottled up will make you sick, and you might even need a therapist in the long run!"
Ying straightened up, slowly pulling away from Xiaofeng's embrace, tears still on her face, and laughed, "You
're just talking nonsense. How did you end up needing a therapist?"
"Look at you, crying one minute and laughing the next. People who don't know better will think you're a child!"
Ying wiped her tears with the tissue Xiaofeng handed her, then sighed softly and continued, "
When I first met him, he seemed honest and kind, caring and considerate towards me. I thought he genuinely loved me.
But after I refused his unreasonable request once, he fell for someone else and started flirting with other people.
Then spoke ill of me, saying I was stubborn and would never change, that I'd be a virgin my whole life. Xiaofeng, tell me, he
was only with me for who I am, he didn't really want a genuine relationship."
"Yes, yes, this kind of scum isn't worth getting angry about. Just treat it as a minor episode in life!"
"You make it sound so easy, but I really took it seriously. Sigh! I was so stupid."
As she spoke, Ying's tears started flowing again.
Xiaofeng was the kind of person who couldn't stand seeing a woman cry in front of him. Seeing Ying start crying again, he immediately
patted her shoulder and handed her a glass of wine: "Come on, drink it all down. Tomorrow's sun will still
shine brightly. You can't live in memories forever!"
Ying nodded, gave Xiaofeng a grateful smile, and said, "Okay, I won't cry anymore.
Let's keep drinking. I hope you don't get me drunk."
Soon, Xiaofeng could tell that Ying had indeed drunk too much. When she sang, she was unsteady on her feet and no longer sang standing up
. She also mispronounced the lyrics, but the alcohol seemed to be taking effect. She slurred her words and picked up her glass,
saying , "Come on, Xiaofeng, let's... finish... this wine. Don't... waste it."
Xiaofeng smiled and took a sip, while Ying finished her glass.
After putting down her glass, Ying wanted to stand up and sing again, but as soon as she stood up, she sat down again, her upper body slumped
against the sofa, her eyes slightly open, a smile on her lips, as if she were asleep.
Xiaofeng stood up, finished the rest of his drink, walked over to Ying, patted her, and Ying hummed
but didn't react.
Xiaofeng smiled slightly, bent down and gently kissed Ying's forehead, then whispered in her ear, "Little darling
, don't worry, leave it to me, I'll take good care of you."
Xiaofeng paid the bill, supported Ying's waist as they walked out of the karaoke bar. Ying's head rested on Xiaofeng's shoulder, and it was only through
this support that she managed to stay upright.
There was a hotel across the street, and Xiaofeng naturally booked a room.
Ying lay on the bed, her breathing soft and even, indicating that she was indeed drunk and sleeping
soundly.
Xiaofeng quickly took a shower in the bathroom, then lit a cigarette. He slowly walked to Ying's bedside,
thinking to himself, "Great, the opportunity I've been dreaming of has finally arrived. What should I do? Should I just go for it,
or..."
Xiaofeng stubbed out the cigarette, then sat down next to Ying, placing his hand on her waist. He slowly lifted Ying's t-shirt
, revealing her milky-white bra. To his surprise, Ying's bra was a front-clasp style.
Easily, Ying's upper body was now completely naked. Her pale pink nipples, perhaps due to the
coolness were already erect.
Xiaofeng couldn't resist any longer. He reached out and grabbed Ying's breasts, gently biting one nipple and
sucking. He increased the pressure of his hand, kneading Ying's breasts.
Suddenly, Ying let out a soft moan, perhaps from hurting her.
Xiaofeng was startled and immediately stopped, instinctively looking up at Ying. Thankfully, everything seemed normal.
Xiaofeng took a deep breath, his hands continuing to caress Ying's breasts—tender, smooth, and incredibly
pleasurable.
His tongue naturally and gently kissed Ying's lips, then her eyes, eyebrows, and ears, before
slowly and carefully savoring her breasts. All his movements were slow; Xiaofeng didn't want to disturb Ying any further.
Ying's breathing became noticeably rapid. Xiaofeng was now completely naked, his lower body hard and erect.
Xiaofeng suddenly had an idea. He gently moved Ying's head to the edge of the bed, then pulled it slightly outwards
. Xiaofeng moved a sofa chair and sat directly in front of Ying's head, gently lifting it with his hand. At this moment, Ying's
small mouth was facing Xiaofeng's erect penis.
Xiaofeng slightly raised his buttocks and slowly pushed towards Ying's small mouth, but he didn't succeed. Xiaofeng's penis
never entered Ying's mouth, only rubbing back and forth around her mouth, occasionally touching Ying's small white
teeth.
Because he was afraid of disturbing Ying, Xiaofeng didn't dare to use his hands to open her small mouth, but
the precum covered most of Ying's face, making it sticky to the touch.
Xiaofeng stood up. He was no longer satisfied with Ying's face and small mouth. After putting Ying back down,
Xiaofeng slowly unbuttoned Ying's jeans. Because they were tight, it wasn't so easy to take them off,
but with strong willpower, Xiaofeng still managed to pull the annoying jeans
down to her ankles with his patience and skill.
A light pink patterned panty immediately caught Xiaofeng's eye.
He was incredibly excited; Xiaofeng buried his face between Ying's legs, taking deep breaths.
So fragrant! The scent of a young girl deeply stimulated Xiaofeng's olfactory nerves! Xiaofeng
raised his head, held his breath, and slowly pulled Ying's panties down to her ankles. The girl's genitals were now completely
exposed to Xiaofeng. He gently pulled one of Ying's legs out of her pants and slowly parted her legs.
The angle wasn't large, but the girl's entire lower body was now clearly visible. Her
pubic hair was sparse, which Xiaofeng particularly liked, making the area around her labia appear exceptionally clean. Xiaofeng
finally understood the true meaning of the word "pink and tender."
Xiaofeng lowered his head and gently parted her labia minora with both hands, revealing an irregular little opening.
Xiaofeng first carefully circled the clitoris twice with his tongue, then slowly extended it towards the vaginal opening
. His tongue was very agile and meticulous, thoroughly licking Ying's entire vulva. He focused
on the area around the vaginal opening, gently rubbing her clitoris with a finger while
simultaneously sucking the essence from her vagina with his tongue. The stimulation was intense! Ying trembled
, her words muffled, "No, no, it's so hot... so hot... so hot..."
Xiaofeng slowly stopped, because he didn't like entering her body without her knowledge, and he had clearly felt the presence of her hymen; he couldn't let Ying lose her virginity
so carelessly . Xiaofeng's penis remained erect. He lay down beside Ying, gently holding her hand with his own , then letting her hand grasp his penis. Although Xiaofeng was moving, his penis was ultimately held by Ying's hand. Soon, Xiaofeng, filled with excitement, knew he was about to ejaculate. He knelt beside Ying, aimed at her soft, white breasts, and his semen uncontrollably sprayed onto them. Xiaofeng then carefully and evenly smeared his semen all over Ying's breasts, even applying the excess to her lips, until he was certain some had flowed into her mouth. Satisfied, Xiaofeng lay down beside Ying, his hands naturally resting on her breasts. He needed to rest for a while. Xiaofeng knew it was time to dress Ying again, first her bra, then her t-shirt, then her panties, and finally her pants . After everything was in place, Xiaofeng carefully checked everything again He kissed Ying's cheek, then relaxed on his bed, comfortably closing his eyes, quietly awaiting tomorrow!

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