【Dreaming Back to Past Memories】(19-20) 【Author: Meat Stick with Egg】

Author: Meat Stick with Egg
Word Count: 4548

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Chapter Nineteen Text Message

"It's not your fault, it's all my fault." Qin Changshou pressed the electric button to sit up and said, "I forgot
to sit up just now. You can put the bowl under my chin now, and then you won't spill it when I feed you."

The nurse looked at him sitting up and asked, "You still want me to feed you?"

Qin Changshou looked at her and said, "Come on, it's okay, even if you spill it, no one will bother you."

The nurse stammered for a long time, but finally had no choice but to accept and continue feeding him.

This time Qin Changshou cooperated, but as soon as the egg drop soup entered his mouth, Qin Changshou felt it was tasteless and couldn't swallow it.

He shook his head and said to the nurse, "Thank you, take it away, I can't eat it."

"But it's already been brought here, isn't it a waste if you don't eat it?"

"It's okay, thank you, I really can't eat it."

"Oh, okay, give it back to your parents later."

"Okay." Qin Changshou nodded, and then pressed the button to lie down again.

The nurse also left with the bowl, leaving Qin Changshou lying there listening to the radio.

As he listened, his eyes began to blur again...

When he opened them, he was in a familiar scene—a clothing factory...

Qin Changshou sighed, "I've changed so many jobs, and now I'm back in this place of heartbreak." Then he closed his eyes and
silently prayed, "Dream, what do you want? Are you making me experience all my failed relationships?"

His prayers went unanswered; instead, a man responded.

The man patted Qin Changshou on the shoulder and said, "Qin Changshou, aren't you really going to see her off?"

Qin Changshou opened his eyes and looked at the man, knowing who he was talking about, so he said, "What's the use of saying that now?
She's probably already on her way."

The man was taken aback, then said irritably, "What's it to me? Why are you getting angry at me? You're the one who doesn't
know how to cherish her. Everyone knows Han Lianying likes you, but you're like a fool, always hanging out with other
women, and now you're blaming me."

Qin Changshou thought about it and realized it was true.

Back at the factory, Han Lianying had given him so many hints, and he had sensed them, but he hadn't confronted her or
asked her directly.

Now, thinking back, his good friend Jiang Zhipeng had actually known all along, but hadn't told him until after she left
.

He had always wanted to scold him, but never had the chance. Today was the perfect opportunity; since Han Lianying had already gotten on her way,
he couldn't stop her even if he wanted to. Now he would scold Jiang Zhipeng.

Jiang Zhipeng, after being slapped, rubbed his face and turned away, annoyed, saying, "What are you doing, you
idiot?

Are you crazy?!" "I am crazy," Qin Changshou said fiercely, "You idiot, you knew she liked me a long time ago,
but you just wouldn't tell me. Are you even human?"

"Hey! You brat, what does it matter to me if your girlfriend ran away? You were like an idiot and
didn't even notice, and now you're blaming me for not telling you? Is that reasonable?" Jiang Zhipeng said irritably, "You
have to If someone meddles in your marriage, does that mean they should also meddle in your wedding night and have your son?"

Jiang Zhipeng said as he ran, "You have so many pictures of girls on your social media but none of them are hers.
What are you going to make her think of you? You idiot, you have her right there, but you're chatting with other girls all the time. Are you even
human? Now she's gone, and you come to settle scores with me, you moron."

"You're the moron! If you're so tough, don't run away. I'll break your third leg when I catch you."

"Only a fool would stop, you bastard, you're like a madman." Jiang Zhipeng said as he ran, "You
and your wife are impotent, and you go and blame the matchmaker for not introducing you to a pretty girl? That's ridiculous!"

"Hey! You little brat, you're good at cursing, huh? If you're so tough,
don't cut short by his incessant text message notifications.

Helpless, he threw down his stick, stopped, and checked his phone.

Several messages appeared...

First: I don't know what to say, I feel so helpless right now. I don't know
how tell you; maybe even if I did, you wouldn't understand...

Second: Don't worry. I won't bother you anymore. It's true. Because I want to...

Third: I can't go to you now. I don't want to go. Maybe we can't
be together . And before, when I had time, you didn't, and when you had time, I didn't. But now?
We both have it.

Fourth: I'm online too. But you're invisible. Do you not want to talk to me, or what? I
don't know. I truly don't know you, and I don't understand you at all. When you left, you said you were logging off. Do you know
how ? I felt incredibly sad. I had an indescribable feeling. Did you even consider my feelings
?

Fifthly: Also, why is your phone always out of service? Why? How am I supposed to contact you? You
can't be in an internet cafe every day leaving messages, right? Do you think that's meaningful? I feel so tired!

Sixthly: I don't want to continue like this. It's pointless. Don't you feel that way? Aren't you tired? Besides, we
can't go on like this! If we can be together, then we'll be together; if we can't, then let's just leave it at that! I
don't want to continue like this anymore, really. We don't understand each other

, do we?! Seventhly: I really don't understand you. I don't know what you're thinking. In other words, do you understand me? I
looked at your social media; it's pretty good. There are a few pretty girls there.

Eighthly: I had decided that if I had a holiday, I would go visit you, but now that's impossible
.

Ninthly: Do you understand what I'm saying?

Tenthly: I don't want to continue like this!

Looking at the ten text messages, Qin Changshou felt a mix of emotions. He desperately wanted to rush over and win her back
.

However, he only thought about it and didn't act on it, remaining motionless for a long time.

Although the tone of the messages was somewhat ambiguous, Qin Changshou understood everything.

He put away his phone, saw a food stall not far away, and walked over. He

ordered a few bottles of beer and some dishes, and drank alone...

After finishing the food and the beer, Qin Changshou paid the bill and then strolled alone under the streetlights.

As he walked, he felt drowsy and leaned against a lamppost, falling asleep…

This time he slept very deeply, and he didn't know how much time had passed before slowly opening his eyes.

He saw a sea of red before him, rubbed his eyes, and looked around; everything was red.

Even the bubbles rising from the uneven ground were red, much like the hell he had seen on television.

Just as he was about to call out if anyone was there, he heard a voice say, “Welcome to Heaven. Only if you are willing to
sign a soul contract will you get everything you want, including the woman you were just trying to chase.”

…

Chapter Twenty: Thrusting.

Nobody believes your nonsense! This place is like this, and you dare call it Heaven?

Qin Changshou wasn't tempted, but tentatively asked, “If I sign a soul contract, I can stand up, right?”

The voice replied, “Yes.”

“Then, after signing a soul contract, does that mean they're selling your soul to you?” Qin Changshou asked.

"Yes and no!"

"What do you mean?"

"You'll know once you sign."

"No!" Qin Changshou said, "Why should I sign a contract for no reason ? I don't
even know who you are!"

The voice said, "Once you sign, you'll know everything and get everything you want."

Hearing this, Qin Changshou deliberately tried to trick him, so he asked, "What about power?"

He only said two words: "Sure!"

"What about the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"Sure!" "

What about the richest man in the world?"

"Sure!"

"Damn, this is possible, that is possible, what about all your power?!"

The voice just chuckled and said, "I told you, as long as you sign the contract, you can get everything."

"Damn, you agreed so readily!?" Qin Changshou said, "I believe in the saying, 'There's no such thing as a free lunch
.' If a free lunch does fall from the sky, there's bound to be a trap on the ground." He asked with a smile, "Just tell me, if I agree to
your conditions, what kind of price do you want me to pay?"

The voice still smiled and replied, "You know, the more you get, the more you have to pay. As for
the specific price, I don't know. The answer will only be revealed after you sign the contract.

" "Damn! This is such a rip-off, I'd never sign with you." Qin Changshou suddenly asked, "Can you take me back?"

"Sure!" Huh? So readily? Qin Changshou asked curiously, "You just agreed to take me back

without me paying anything ?" "Yes!" "Aren't there any other conditions?" "No!" Qin Changshou asked strangely, "Can you tell me why!?" " No comment. Unless you sign the contract, I won't answer any of your questions!" Qin Changshou really wanted to sign the contract, but thinking about it, the price he would have to pay after signing it would definitely be considerable. After considering it, he said, "Since that's the case, then take me home." "Okay, welcome back next time." He said, and was about to see Qin Changshou off. Qin Changshou said one last thing: "I'd rather not come back next time." "We'll meet again." As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Changshou's vision blurred, and the scene changed... He was in front of a beauty salon, and it was evening. Suddenly, a figure walked past him, and Qin Changshou called out, "Kuangbiao, where are you going?" Kuangbiao turned around: "What's wrong with you? Aren't we going to get a foot massage?" A foot massage? Qin Changshou suddenly remembered what he was going to do, and understood: "Oh, hehe, I was thinking about something and forgot . Let's go." Kuangbiao laughed: "You little rascal, are you very excited for your first time here?" "A little." "It's okay, after you've had it done once, you won't be nervous anymore." Qin Changshou thought to himself, before it was the first time, this time it was a return visit, and recently he'd been with more than one woman, so this was a reunion. Upon arriving at the beauty salon, the proprietress, a woman in her forties or fifties, greeted them with a smile, "Welcome! Would you two like a shampoo or a haircut?" Kuang Biao chuckled and replied, "We need a shampoo for the big head and a haircut for the little head." Qin Changshou remained silent, instead sitting on the sofa looking at his phone. The proprietress immediately understood, "You two will have to wait a while. The girls have gone out shopping and won't be back for a bit." Kuang Biao, still smiling, said, "Since the girls aren't here, then please serve me, proprietress ." He then pointed at Qin Changshou and said, "As for my brother, it's fine for him to wait here. " The proprietress, annoyed, retorted, "You really are something, joking around with girls here." Kuang Biao sensed her displeasure but simply laughed to cover his embarrassment. About ten minutes later, three stylishly dressed, sexy women returned, carrying large bags and laughing. As soon as they entered, the landlady said, "They're back. Choose yourselves." Kuang Biao picked a long-haired girl and led her to a room. Qin Changshou chose the one in the floral dress, and then they went to the bathroom together. The woman had led him there, and he knew what she wanted. The woman's name was Wang Can, in her early twenties, with a stunning figure. She pulled down Qin Changshou's pants and brought over a basin of water: "Wash your penis." Qin Changshou nodded, ready to start, but Wang Can turned his skin over first and washed it with water. After washing, she put down the basin, took off her dress, and a small patch of pubic hair appeared before Qin Changshou's eyes. Before Qin Changshou could see the pubic hair and vagina clearly, Wang Can turned off the camera. Wang Can was about 1.5 meters tall, half a head shorter than Qin Changshou. Wang Can leaned against the wall and said, "Let your penis in." Qin Changshou replied, "You turned off all the lights. It's so dark now, I can't see. Why don't you help me put my penis in?" She didn't object, pulled on his penis, and quickly inserted it into her vagina. Qin Changshou was taller than her, so he had to bend over, letting his penis thrust in and out of her vagina. As his penis went in and out of her vagina, he felt the sensation of his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. The only feeling he had was...

The temperature inside her vagina felt like it was being penetrated by cotton.

As Wang Can bit his ear, his penis moved in and out faster and faster. He grabbed
Wang Can's buttocks and squeezed his penis.

"Stop for a moment," Wang Can suddenly said. "Come with me, let's go over there."

Qin Changshou didn't know what to do, but he stopped and followed Wang Can to the back room.

There were two reclining chairs there, specifically for washing feet and stretching.

Wang Can lay down on one of the chairs near the wall. "Come on,"

Qin Changshou said, straddling her. "You don't turn on the light, I can't see."

Wang Can didn't say much, grabbed his penis, and inserted it into her vagina.

Qin Changshou wanted his penis to feel the warmth inside her vagina, to feel the flesh,
but he couldn't feel anything. He wondered if this was the feeling of a bottomless pit.

He remembered someone saying: "Eating is true skill, dressing is prestige, gambling is a double whammy, and whoring is a bottomless pit."

Having thought all this through, he worked even harder, really wanting to stretch his penis as long as possible to feel just
how He desperately thrust his penis in and out.

However, there was a gap between the recliner and the wall, and as his penis thrust too vigorously, the recliner slammed against the wall with a clattering
sound.

Helpless, Wang Can had to change recliners, and Qin Changshou had to move along with his penis.

After about five minutes, Wang Can asked, "Not out yet?"

Qin Changshou, still thrusting his penis in and out, said, "Not yet, wait a bit."

...

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