【A Dream Without a Trace】(16-17) Author: xiaoyaoii

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Chapter Sixteen Spring Rain

It was a breathtakingly beautiful sight. Before me was a living, breathing red mermaid,
standing gracefully , her fluffy hair casually draped over her shoulders, two thin ribbons hanging down to her bare chest,
perfectly accentuating her firm breasts. Her clothes made Xiaoli's waist appear incredibly slender, the cheongsam-like style wrapping
around her beautiful hips, tapering downwards, and then suddenly widening at her calves, like a mermaid's tail,
graceful and alluring .

It was simply too beautiful; I couldn't express it, I felt breathless. I was so shocked that my mouth gaped open,
unable to close, until the writhing mermaid floated right in front of me. Only then did I swallow hard and quickly cough
twice to cover my astonishment.

"Beautiful?" A heavenly voice asked. I looked up and saw that Xiaoli seemed to be radiating light.

"Girl, did I grab the wrong clothes? This...this isn't pajamas, is it?" I forced myself to remain calm; the visual
impact was too much.

"Old man, is this pajamas? This is an evening gown, okay? If your daughter knew you were ruining her
clothes , she'd definitely teach you a lesson," Xiao Li said, slowly sitting down next to me. When I felt someone sit down,
goosebumps appeared on my skin, then disappeared. The feeling was like an electric shock. I unconsciously shifted
my body , moving a little away from Xiao Li. Now, I was filled with a strange sensation; my heart was pounding, and my penis was
rapidly engorged with blood.

"Hehe, why are you running away? Are you afraid I'll eat you?" Xiao Li didn't come closer, but she placed her feet directly
on my thighs, and I couldn't help but tremble. She wasn't wearing shoes; a pair of delicate, white, rosy
feet were casually placed there, and she even moved them provocatively.

"Your daughter has good taste. She seems to fit me perfectly, her figure is about the same." "Oh, really?
She's about your height. As for evening gowns, I don't really know much about them." I didn't know much; I knew there was such a thing as an evening
gown , but I'd never actually seen someone wear one in front of me. I blushed slightly.

"Go home, girl. You can wear this for now. If you like it, I'll give it to you. I'll figure out how to buy one for our daughter."
Right now, I just wanted Xiaoli to disappear as soon as possible; otherwise, I felt like I was suffocating.

"Forget it, I don't want clothes that other people have worn. No matter how good they are, they're still someone else's. Old man, come with me to your
daughter's room to find some clothes." Xiaoli stood up and hooked my chin with her small hand.

I stood up too, looking up but not daring to look directly at her. We went to our daughter's room.
I opened the wardrobe, and Xiaoli randomly picked out two pieces of clothing, then ignored me and went straight back to
the bathroom. A short while later, she was finally changed. It was just a simple casual outfit, but the visual
effect completely changed my impression of Xiaoli.

The girl took the evening dress, tidied it up, and hung it back up. I closed the wardrobe and breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally everything was resolved. Now, all I needed was for this little tyrant to come home; I needed some peace and quiet.

Xiao Li walked to the coffee table, but I didn't go over. I felt it was better to stay away from her, so I
sat down on my daughter's bed and wiped the sweat from my forehead. I'd been sweating all day. I felt like I couldn't sit up straight anymore; I was hunched over, and
soon I felt like smoking.

I got up and went to my bedroom, took out my cigarettes, went to the balcony, sat down in a chair, lit one,
and looked at the distant lights. Everything felt so hazy. I finished one, lit another, and
needed to calm down. Cigarettes were the best comfort. Slowly, my vision blurred, and everything seemed to be slowly
turning . Distant lights flickered, piercing through the darkness. I really hoped this was just a dream.

The clock struck ten. It seemed like everything was about to end. I always go to bed before ten;
it's a habit. But tonight, I just couldn't feel sleepy. Unable to express my feelings, I just
kept smoking . When I was about to light a third cigarette, a slender little hand stopped me. She didn't say anything, then
placed a pair of pants on the clothes rack.

I looked and knew it was Xiaoli. I put down the lighter, then leaned back in my chair. I didn't want to
move, didn't want to experience anything more, just wanted to sit quietly and wait for tomorrow.

Xiaoli looked at me, then sat down on the balcony steps, resting her chin on her hands, staring blankly ahead,
lost in thought.

"Let's go home, it's too late. We can talk about it tomorrow or later, honey, I'm a little tired." I
turned to look at Xiaoli, but she didn't answer, still staring. I turned back to look at the distant lights,
not wanting to speak anymore.

"Who was that person you called my name by? It wasn't Auntie, was it?" Xiaoli looked up at me, asking calmly
.

"No, that's someone who looks exactly like you, someone I had a crush on when I was young." I didn't
look at Xiaoli, speaking quietly, as if finally someone was confiding in me, recounting my
memories of her, my painful past. She seemed so close, and tears
welled , slowly streaming down my face, one or two drops falling silently.

"Is that so? Have you always used me as a substitute for her? But I can never be her. Even if I
look exactly like her, I'm still myself, and I will never be anyone's substitute." Xiaoli said emotionlessly.
Her words made me feel a little better, and I wiped away my tears. I looked into Xiaoli's eyes—eyes that could captivate
the soul, bright and deep, sparkling within.

"Maybe so. The moment I saw you, I felt like fate was playing a cruel joke on me. Those
long-forgotten memories suddenly came flooding back. I couldn't control my thoughts; I
always wanted to see you, or maybe I wanted to see her." Their eyes met, neither paying attention to the other's feelings,
just exchanging questions and answers.

"But after I truly got to know you, I realized you two overlapped. And slowly,
it seems replaced her. It's ridiculous, isn't it? This old man of mine seems to have fallen for you. I've had my doubts, my confusion,
but her image in my mind has slowly faded, replaced by your every move, slowly
imprinted on my heart. Every day I hope to see you even just once. Sometimes I even secretly observe you, even..."
"Just seeing your back makes me feel young again," I said, gazing into the distance.

"I'm an old tree, long past the time of leaves and blossoms, but after getting to know you,
I feel like I'm waiting for spring rain, a tender bud breaking through the soil, slowly growing, slowly filling with
strength . Maybe you find it laughable, but I've thought that if I were even ten years younger, I would pursue you,
even if I failed. I would want you to know my heart. But it's all just a dream now." I closed
my eyes, listening quietly to the distant sounds of traffic.

"Really? Do you think I'd believe a scoundrel?" Xiao Li stood up, walked to me, then squatted
down, pried open my eyes with his hands, and looked at me with a smile.

I smiled bitterly. I didn't know. Meeting is fate, and fate must have destiny. Do you know why
destiny involves a person? Because only when someone prevents separation can fate not occur. If the person leaves,
it's fate without destiny. So, those destined to be together must strive to stay together.

I looked at Xiaoli and spoke slowly. Xiaoli blinked, then wrinkled her nose playfully and said, "Nonsense!
Where's that explanation? So, are you saying we're destined to be together?" I shook my head. "We're destined, but
not destined. You're already tied to someone else. If you add another person, it won't be the same.

" "What if I gave you a chance?"

Chapter Seventeen:

A Heart as Still as Water Can See Through All Things.

I just shook my head. "You little brat, saying that is dangerous. Aren't you afraid I'll just kill you
?" Haha, I laughed, not taking it seriously. This girl is a little devil; you could easily fall into
her trap.

Xiaoli stood up and looked back into the distance. "What if what I said is true?"

Silence. Everything stopped again. Xiaoli's words began to repeat in my mind.

"Why?" I couldn't sit still anymore. I sat up, wanting an answer.

Let me tell you how I felt. Xiao Li sat on my lap, hooked her arms around my neck,
smiled at me, and sniffed. "You old rascal, listen quietly. Behave yourself, or
I'll throw you out the window."

The first time I saw you, I felt a strong sense of familiarity. I don't know why, but it felt so warm and welcoming, without any awkwardness.
It felt like coming home. I don't know why, but I can't help it. I keep
thinking about an old man, a smiling old man, who's always in my mind. Every time I pass by this place
, I feel like someone is watching me, but I can't pinpoint the source. So, I search for him, consciously or unconsciously
.

When I saw a familiar figure slowly disappearing from my sight, I knew it was him. I
felt he was so reliable, so gentle, so handsome.

So, I always find excuses to approach him, even if it's just for a short while. I deeply love my
husband, and I know we can never be separated. If we were, I don't think I could go on living. But I also
started to care about that old man, because it felt like I'd found a backrest, a place to rest when I'm tired without
worrying about it collapsing.

I always hoped he could touch me, even just pat my head; I would be content. Finally,
without realizing it, I found myself in front of him, but his actions left me deeply disappointed. It turned out he was just another awful
man , only concerned with my appearance. I hated him, hated him so much I wanted to kill him. But when I saw him cry, my heart
felt like it had been struck; it was incredibly painful. When he called out that unfamiliar name, it was a piercing pain that made
me want to cry too, but I didn't know how.

He forcibly kissed me, and then almost forced himself on me, but I wasn't afraid because I trusted him.
I knew he had the wrong person, that I wasn't the one. So, I felt incredibly lost. I wanted to torment him, to get revenge, to
see his pain. I even wondered why I wasn't the one he longed for. Gradually,
I realized he cared about me too, because I sensed a difference in him.

But thinking of my husband, I couldn't bear to see anyone else. I couldn't. I struggled, trying
everything to hurt the old man in front of me, to let him know I didn't care, to make him give up.

But he didn't seem to understand; he still cared about me. I was confused, not knowing what to do, just wanting
to escape this place and never see him again.

Everything seemed preordained. When I was about to leave, I saw how much pain he was in. I couldn't bear to leave
, and I didn't want to add to his suffering.

Xiaoli said this, then turned around, smiling, and asked, "Who do you think that old man is?"

I can't even describe my shock. I completely couldn't understand Xiaoli's words, or perhaps I didn't want to
understand; it was too difficult. My penis was already pressed firmly against Xiaoli's buttocks, but Xiaoli didn't
flinch . She still stared at me with a smile, as if trying to see through me.

"Girl, you still have a husband. Don't do this, my conscience won't allow it." "Let's not talk about him,
okay? It's just the two of us today. Besides, he had so many girlfriends before, and even after getting married, he was still in contact with them. I
know he's still having sex with at least one of them. I've tolerated it all because I love him, but I also want
revenge . He went on a business trip again today. Whether it's a business trip or not, I don't know, and I don't want to know, but I
don't want to go back today." Xiaoli hooked her arms around my neck, her face flushed. I
couldn't hold back any longer. I placed my hands on either side of her head, held them in place, and kissed her directly. Ah,
Xiaoli smiled and moved slightly, but didn't pull away. I kissed her soft lips again.

This time was completely different from the last time. We both reached a state of ecstasy,
kissing and taking, our saliva entering each other's mouths, merging and consuming each other.

The collision and swirling of our tongues seemed to unite our hearts. I could no longer care about ethics or
morality ; all I needed was to possess, to possess the person before me, to completely possess her, and then slowly devour her,
to merge with her.

I parted Xiaoli's legs and pulled her forward, pressing my penis fully against her vulva. I
felt its shape, a mysterious place, a source of pleasure. Xiaoli also pressed her hand against my head.
We kissed each other passionately, a wet sensation spreading to my penis. I knew she was aroused.
I slowly moved my hands, gradually unzipping Xiaoli's shirt. Xiaoli's hand twitched,
trying to stop me, but I pressed it down. As I slowly pulled, my mouth moved to Xiaoli's earlobe, gently
taking it in my mouth, then lightly licking it with my tongue. "Mmm~, mmm~" Xiaoli made a captivating
sound, which aroused me even more. Her hands slowly began to roam over my back, as if trying to grasp something.

Finally, I pulled open her shirt, and two firm breasts sprang out, like two ripe peaches, smelling of milk,
so alluring. I pulled the shirt completely open with both hands, then with a jerk, ripped it off and tossed
it aside carelessly.

Xiao Li's upper body was completely exposed before me. Her baby-like skin, white with a rosy tint, was so alluring.
My lips slowly moved to Xiao Li's neck, kissing it lightly a few times. My hands impatiently grasped her
breasts , kneading them, feeling their fullness, their silky skin, the waves of sensation. My penis
began to secrete copious amounts of fluid, which began to mix with the fluid from Xiao Li's genitals.

"Ah... um... you bad old man, you stinky old man, you scoundrel, ah~" Xiao Li's body began to tremble,
her moans carrying a beautiful, laughing curse, making me even more unable to resist.

Her chest was already flushed, and the fluid from her genitals seemed to be dripping through her pants. My
lips slowly moved downwards, kissing lightly, licking with my tongue, little by little. I wanted to devour
the beauty ; it was a sumptuous feast.

"Ah...you filthy scoundrel, you big bad guy, ah~ be gentle, I can't take it anymore, um~, ah..."
Xiao Li finally let go, her moans gradually rising in intensity. When my lips touched those delicious peaches,
Xiao Li finally let out a loud cry.

I slowly licked around one of Xiao Li's breasts with my tongue, while my other hand vigorously kneaded the other breast,
constantly changing its shape, but I never touched the most sensitive nipple. My lips kissed her passionately
, while my other hand frantically kneaded it, and Xiao Li's breasts began to flush. She twisted her body, rubbing
her genitals against my penis. Xiao Li was completely aroused; desire had now taken over her entire being.

Slowly, I began to lick Xiao Li's areolas. Each light lick caused Xiao Li to moan, a
feeling of dissatisfaction, a feeling she couldn't fully express. She twisted her body, wanting me to attack her nipples, but I
simply didn't touch them. "Ah, you old man, you're so bad," Xiao Li's trembling voice conveyed her dissatisfaction, but she
still tilted her head back and twisted. My lips kissed her other breast, then slowly moved down to her lower abdomen.

"Ah~ um... old man, you old rogue, you bad thing, hurry up, I'm uncomfortable," Xiao Li began to beg for mercy
, speaking softly. She seemed very uncomfortable all over, twisting violently, pressing her two breasts against my
head.

"Little thing, you've finally met your match. When you were torturing me today, did you ever think of this?" I began
to tease her. "You old pervert, you're such a pervert, ah..." Just as she uttered those words, I suddenly
took and sucked hard, causing her breast to suddenly form a cone-shaped curve. The sudden sensation
overwhelmed Xiaoli, and a long moan escaped her lips, leaving her instantly powerless. While I was sucking hard on
one of her nipples, I also pinched and slowly rubbed the other nipple with my fingers. My
penis began to rub against her vulva with great force. I felt the indentation
and tried to penetrate it through her pants with the tip, but it was too small and could only rub against the entrance.

"Ah... take me, old man, take me," Xiaoli begged me, her voice
trembling. The two-pronged attack brought her to the brink of orgasm, but she still couldn't reach it. This
disparity made her beg me. I knew she wanted me to fully enter her body.

I got up and turned Xiaoli around so she could sit in the seat, with her legs propped up on
the armrests . Xiaoli was now spread-eagled in front of me.

Separated from my body, Xiaoli opened her eyes, her hazy eyes filled with longing. She craved
the feeling of fullness inside me, she craved caresses and teasing.

I quickly stripped off my clothes, and then, my erect penis throbbing, I walked in
front of , took her hands, and placed them on my penis. Xiaoli's small hands visibly trembled, then she let me do as I pleased. I
guided her hands, teaching her to slowly stroke it, one stroke at a time. I sensed she was a little clumsy; had she never done this with her husband
before ? Never mind, after a while, she was finally able to stroke me herself.
It felt amazing; her long, slender, white hands roamed back and forth on my purplish-red penis, giving me
a tremendous sense of accomplishment.

You could say I started to train her. A long time ago, I had seen some Japanese films on my son's computer,
which taught me a lot, and training was the most profound lesson I learned.

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