【The Charming Young Man and the Pretty Little Girl】(21-40) Author: He Xiaozei

Author: He Xiaozei
Word Count: 35945

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Chapter 021 A Night at KTV

Then we left the hospital, and Su Xiuxiu asked me, "Ma Aotian, are you in pain?"

I said, "Hmm, not really."

Su Xiuxiu said quietly, "Although you are not in pain, I am in pain, my heart aches..."

I didn't speak, it felt like something was stuck in my throat. Xiao Fang bought a bottle of water from the nearby grocery store,
rinsed her mouth, and stuffed a biscuit into her mouth, saying, "Damn, I threw up everything I ate. This doctor is a lunatic."

Actually, I thought the doctor was quite interesting, but I could only agree with her, "Yes, yes,
like ." Su Xiuxiu also said, "Okay, Xiao Fang, I'll cook for you. I'm really good at it, stir-fried cured pork..."

Suddenly, Xiao Fang vomited up the biscuit and water all over the floor, complaining, "You guys didn't do that on purpose, did you?"
Su Xiuxiu looked apologetic, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect you to be so sensitive."

Xiao Fang pouted and said, "Never mind, people who love to eat are all sensitive to food." Just
as , Su Xiuxiu pinched me again. Su Xiuxiu said, "Ma Aotian, look at me." I knew what was coming would
come, and what wasn't over was over. Su Xiuxiu continued, "I think we should move to a different place. That
place isn't suitable for studying for the postgraduate entrance exam."

What could I say? That place was suitable for studying for the postgraduate entrance exam? Su Xiuxiu looked at me earnestly and said emotionally,
"I don't want to argue with you anymore. I'm scared, scared of losing you. Ma Aotian, you're very important to me

, you know that?" What could I say? That I wasn't important to you? Su Xiuxiu buried her head in my chest. I stroked her
hair , and I felt my heart weeping, churning like boiling water, hot and spicy, a painful
happiness. Perhaps Gu Zheng was right; a person does shed tears when they are happy.

"Wow, this pose is so heartwarming, we have to take a picture!" Xiao Fang took out her phone and adjusted
the camera.

I remained holding Su Xiuxiu, motionless. I said, "I'll listen to whatever you say. I only have one thing
to say: don't look at Gu Zheng like that. She's a good girl."

Su Xiuxiu frowned and said, "I know, that's why I'm worried. I'm afraid you'll
get together with her and leave me behind. I have a bad temper and I'm ugly."

I smiled and said, "If you're ugly, then no one else is beautiful."

Su Xiuxiu said coquettishly, "Ugh, so cheesy... There are other people here."

Xiao Fang quickly waved her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you two don't treat me like a human being." Then, realizing something was off, she
quickly changed her words and said, "Don't treat me like an outsider."

I said, "Haha..." "How can we be outsiders? I'll find you a boyfriend if I get the chance. What do you think of Zhao
Rourou ?"

Xiao Fang blushed and said, "Pfft, I don't want him. He's a bit of a lecher. If I'm going to find someone, I'll go for Li Jiabei."

I said, "Shh, he already has a boyfriend. Do you want to ruin the harmony of a couple?"

Xiao Fang sighed and said, "Why do all the good men have boyfriends? Why do you think that is?"

I comforted her and said, "The best is yet to come. The ones before are just supporting characters."

Su Xiuxiu chimed in, "That's right, you're the general who's worth two men."

Xiao Fang chuckled, "I'm good at eating, I'm worth two men." I thought to myself, that's exactly what we meant.

I looked at my watch and it was already 10 p.m. I said, "What's the arrangement?" Su Xiuxiu lowered her head
and thought for a while and said, "Don't go back to the villa. It's not very polite to wake up a young girl this late."

I said, "Yes, yes, then where should we go?"

Su Xiuxiu said, "There's a private room for a late-night movie for 10 yuan. We can buy some food to take with us."

I yawned and indicated to them that they could do whatever they wanted. Then they went shopping. I looked up at the night sky
; the moonlight was so clear, like the eyes of a young girl.

The late-night movie theater was like a cheap karaoke bar; most of the on-demand content was old films by Leslie Cheung,
with very few recent ones. I got sleepy while watching, and then they started watching TV series, episode after episode. I was surprised that
after three years in university, they still had so much energy. I was already exhausted.

Xiaofang said, "If you're sleepy, just go to sleep. You don't need to keep us company." Then she grabbed a handful of popcorn and threw it into her mouth.
I felt like I'd been granted a pardon and collapsed onto the sofa. They continued discussing the plot, saying how
considerate the guy played by Wen Zhang was, and how hard it was to find such a good man in society. In a daze, I heard Xiaofang say that Ma Aotian was very considerate.
Su Xiuxiu said, "Pshaw, he's just a child who never grew up."

I woke up this morning shivering. Su Xiuxiu was lying next to me, and Xiao Fang was on the other side. The TV show "Naked Wedding Era"
was still On the table were four large popcorn buckets, three potato chip bags, two mineral water
bottles, and a bunch of bamboo skewers. I have immense respect for Xiao Fang's magnanimity; if there were a snack-eating contest, she would definitely be
the champion .

I smoothed Su Xiuxiu's hair and draped my coat over her shoulders. Su Xiuxiu woke up, staring at
me with wide eyes. Xiao Fang woke up too, her first words being, "I'm so hungry!" Her second was, "
Did Wen Zhang and that woman get divorced?"

I said, "Xiao Fang, Xiao Fang, don't get too caught up in the drama. Get ready and go to school." Su Xiuxiu
jumped the ground, saying, "Oh no, I have class! I have to go right now!" Then she added, "Let's hire a
tricycle to bring the bedding back today. Xiao Fang and I have been sharing a bed for two days."

I sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go back and get it this afternoon. But I still maintain that Gu Zheng is a good
girl." Su Xiuxiu pouted unhappily, "I know, I know, you've said it twice already. There are plenty of good girls,
but that shouldn't affect us."

I sighed again. I didn't know whether I should tell her about Gu Zheng. I was afraid to tell her, afraid of hurting her
. I thought Gu Zheng had her reasons. What is the most precious thing a girl can have? I couldn't say.
Then Su Xiuxiu and Xiao Fang went to class. From afar, I saw Xiao Fang buy about 5 yuan worth of
steamed buns at the north gate.

Chapter 022

I took a deep breath, inhaling the sticky, cool winter air. The streets were deserted, and
the trees beside me had lost all their leaves, revealing their white trunks, like a naked girl.

I suddenly felt that the tree was very simple, completely unpretentious, displaying itself without reservation. Was it like
Gu Zheng? I reminisced about my childhood, getting up early in winter to catch frozen little fish from the pond and raising them...
In a small jar, I shared a grill with them. The fish died while grilling, so we fished them out, skewered them with wire,
and grilled them on the grill.

When I'm alone, I feel inexplicably lonely. I think about the past, about home. My mother even said I should bring Su Xiuxiu home this
winter break . But I wonder, what would my world be like if I hadn't met Su Xiuxiu?
Would Su Xiuxiu and my mother get along well? It's hard for me to say. I understand Su Xiuxiu, I understand my mother, and
I understand the 30-year age gap between them.

While I'm pondering this, time slips away quietly. The sun illuminates the earth, and the door-to-door service industry begins to stir.
The crowded city, the blind flow of people—will I become one of them years later, like an
ant "Ant" is actually a song, sung by Sun Baiyang. I only remember one line—"You're a nuisance...
"

I must admit, this is a very nice row of villas. From an architectural perspective, the exterior is exquisite, and the layout
is well- . When I stopped the car, I saw someone familiar. It was Wang Shiyang,
riding his bike out of the last villa. He looked like he'd just been promoted to associate professor… a smug, self-satisfied look on his face. I
quickly afraid this professor might bite me.

Gu Zheng's villa was quiet; it seemed she hadn't gotten up yet. I stood outside the door for a long time. I had to say this: "
Ah Zheng, Su Xiuxiu and I are going to take the postgraduate entrance exam. I think the environment at school will be better. I'm not looking down on you, I don't
despise you. You're the most innocent girl I've ever met." Yes, that's what I'll say, so her self-esteem won't
be hurt.

I knocked on the door. Gu Zheng opened it, her face streaked with tears. Before I could speak, she tried to hug me, but
I quickly hid to the side. I said, "Ah Zheng…"

She interrupted me, crying, "Ma Aotian, she's dying…"

"Which flower again? Didn't you bring it in yesterday?" I frowned.

"It's not a flower… it's my family." Gu Zheng cried even harder.

I was startled and said, "Who is it?"

"It's my sister. Take a look." Gu Zheng wiped away his tears and handed me a letter. I took it
and read: "Zheng, I can't take it anymore. This kind of life is worse than death. I
understand . Life is precious, but love is even more precious. But do I still have life? Do I still have love? Hehe, if
I die, you must live well, please, please.

Your handwriting."

I saw the delicate handwriting; it was indeed a girl's. I couldn't help but gasp and said, "
Actually, I don't understand it."

Gu Zheng choked up and said, "This is from my sister. She's my only family now. What am I going
to do..."

After Gu Zheng finished speaking, he tried to grab my arm, but I dodged to the side and said, "This is indeed hard to understand, but I
'm here to say goodbye. Xiu Xiu and I have made up, and we're planning to move back home. She said there's no learning
atmosphere ..." I smiled inwardly, thinking, "Is Zheng's joke a bit too much? Did he know I was leaving
and deliberately made up a ridiculous reason?"

Gu Zheng blew her nose and continued sobbing, "Who will I live with if you move out? What about my sister
...?" She cried again. I've said it before, I absolutely hate it when girls cry, but for some reason, her crying
gave a feeling of the world ending. So I stomped my foot and turned to go upstairs.

Just as I turned around, Gu Zheng vomited on the floor. She seemed very agitated. I quickly
pulled out tissues and handed them to her, then brought her a glass of water. "Don't worry, your sister will be alright," I said, crouching down
to look at her small, delicate body.

"You all want to abandon me, you... waah..." Gu Zheng rinsed her mouth, stomping her feet in agony,
yet her waist remained remarkably light.

She started vomiting again, her pink cheeks twitching. I was slightly taken aback and said, "
What sick or did you eat something bad?"

Gu Zheng rinsed her mouth again, wiped it with a tissue, and said with a stuffy nose, "I didn't eat anything,
but for a whole week I've been..." Ugh, and then she vomited again.

This time I was shocked again. I remembered that she had been living a life of being kept by a sugar daddy, and I said somewhat awkwardly, "
What , you've been feeling nauseous for the past week? Did you have your period last month?"

Chapter 023 The Liar of Love 1

Gu Zheng blushed and said coquettishly, "No, no, how did you know..."

"Do you want to eat anything?" I asked her, mimicking the tone I heard on TV.

"Strawberries, bayberries, preserved plums, plum juice." Gu Zheng lowered her head and thought for a moment, counting on her fingers, "
It seems I like all sour things..."

Oh no, I'm pregnant! I stamped my foot and said, "Gu Zheng, do you know you're pregnant? What are we going to do?"

Gu Zheng was clearly startled and said, "I'm pregnant! What am I going to do? I can't keep this child,
absolutely not!" Her face was resolute. I knew this was a humiliation for her, and a beautiful
girl shouldn't suffer such humiliation.

Her face was deathly pale, making her look even more haggard. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her white breasts were just beginning to peek out from under her white nightgown
, like tender buds on a snow-capped mountain.

I patted my head and said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, let me think, let me think..."

Gu Zheng said hoarsely, "Actually, I'm not excited, I just feel like throwing up, ugh..."

I quickly fetched a bucket of water and a shovel of soil. Gu Zheng wiped her mouth and said, "I'm fine now."

"Sit still, you're pregnant now, you know? You have to be careful, otherwise you'll easily get hurt."
I gently stroked Gu Zheng's long hair. Her hair was very soft. A woman's hair always arouses a man's spirit
. I felt like I was enjoying it. Unconsciously, I gently touched her face, feeling its smooth, soft, and boneless
texture.

"No, don't touch there, it's dirty there, I just threw up..." Gu Zheng gasped, dodging my hand,
her trembling. In the hazy light, her breasts appeared even more exposed. Damn it, why was I paying attention to that? I
quickly pulled my hand back.

Gu Zheng quietly hugged me, saying fearfully, "I'm pregnant. I've never been pregnant before. I
don't . And now you're leaving, leaving me all alone." I sat on the sofa, stunned for a long time, then gently
pushed her away, cleaned up what she had vomited, and rinsed the floor with water.

"Tell Li Rugang, let him figure something out." My mind was still relatively clear; naturally, whoever caused this trouble should take responsibility.
" Who will pay the bill?

" "Absolutely not, you can't tell him." Gu Zheng looked very frightened: "If you tell him, he will definitely insist
that I give birth to this child, and then he will make me follow him around. I have already planned that I
will leave with my sister as soon as I get the money."

Gu Zheng looked at me frightened. I habitually lit a cigarette to calm down, but I suddenly remembered
what Su Xiuxiu said. Smoking is very bad for pregnant women and children. I quickly stubbed out my cigarette. I remembered Gu Zheng
writing a letter to his family, mentioning a drug rehabilitation center. Could it be true? I shrugged and said, "Things have to be dealt with
one . Tell me about your sister first."

Gu Zheng wiped away her tears, smoothed her hair, and looked at me, saying, "This is a long story." I said softly,
"Tell me slowly, don't rush, there's always a way." I thought perhaps this story was indeed long, not only long
but also very poignant. Gu Zheng quietly straightened the lace trim peeking out from under her pajamas and said, "A little girl had a disease.
Later I learned that this disease is called 'dissociation syndrome.' When the little girl was four or five years old, she suddenly couldn't find her way home. She walked
and walked, walked a long way, her mind went blank. That's what dissociation syndrome is like, like a blank screen on a phone, pale
as a sheet of paper, you don't know when it will strike."

I interrupted her, saying, "The little girl was you?"

Gu Zheng said, "Yes, it was me. I deliberately didn't say it was me, leaving a suspense." I smiled bitterly and said:
"You don't need to keep me in suspense, just tell me,"

Gu Zheng said. "Well, I walked a long way, maybe not very far, but I couldn't find my way home.
I also forgot my own name, just like the day I was born. Green stone slabs, a deep
path, I was holding a piece of candy in my hand. When I was sitting on the ground crying, a beautiful girl picked me up."

I interrupted her and said, "Was that your sister?"

Gu Zheng opened her eyes wide and looked at me and said, "Yes, that was my sister. She was about 14 or
15 years old then. She was carrying a flower basket and took me home to give me something to eat. She lived alone. She planted a
yard of flowers, all kinds of colors. The house had green tiles and white walls. Ao Tian, have you ever seen her?" After she finished speaking, she
looked at me, and her eyes became infinitely gentle.

I couldn't help but touch Gu Zheng's hair and his rosy cheeks, saying, "I've drawn it. I
've drawn the streets and houses of Jiangnan when I was drawing."

Gu Zheng continued, "My sister sold flowers to earn money and then cooked for me. There was a kind of flower that was both a flower and a vegetable, so
we ate that kind of flower. It was because that flower had medicinal properties that my memory gradually improved. I
started elementary school when I was seven years old. After school, I would help my sister plant flowers, prune them, weed, and catch bugs. Planting flowers was actually very
interesting. In spring, looking at the garden full of flowers, I felt like a princess in a garden. But back
then we didn't make much money selling flowers, and life was always very hard." I interrupted her in confusion,

saying, "How could that be? It was already the late 1990s, almost the 21st
century . How could it be so backward?" Gu Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but back then, the town was very quiet, with not many people. A few years later, more people started to come, and people went there to travel and paint." "I was about 11 years old when I was in fourth grade. I wasn't a good student, and my memory was terrible. I refused to go to school anymore, no matter what. My sister beat me and made me go back, but I cried and said I wouldn't go. In the end, I did n't go, and my sister didn't force me. That autumn, my sister met a painter. He was a very good painter. My sister met him while selling flowers. My sister asked him to buy some flowers, and he said, 'Even flowers can't compare to your beauty.' My sister blushed. He was a very generous northerner. He even taught my sister to paint, teaching her watercolor painting step by step. He said the key to watercolor painting is controlling the water..." When I heard the last sentence, I jumped up. I excitedly shouted, "What did you say? Say it again!" Gu Zheng shrank back, looked at me fearfully, and timidly said, "Watercolor painting... the key is controlling the water, that's what he said. Maybe I remembered it wrong..." I grabbed Gu Zheng's arm and said, "The painter you mentioned is called Wang Shiyang, right? Is his name Wang Shiyang ...?" "Yeah, how did you know... how did you know?" Gu Zheng nestled into my arms, her soft breasts pressing against my firm chest, her eyes wide with surprise. I cursed, "You bastard, you liar." Gu Zheng stared at me in astonishment, mouth agape, unsure what to say . I suppressed my anger and sat down, gesturing for Gu Zheng to continue. Gu Zheng looked at me cautiously and said, " Later, my sister fell in love with him. He bought me lots of things to eat, praised me for being cute, and held me while we counted stars. He stayed here for about two months, those were the happiest days of my sister's life. Then he said he was out of money, the school's funds were limited, and he had to go back. Before leaving, my sister gave him 3,000 yuan, 3,000 yuan, that was so much money back then, money my sister had saved for many years. He said he would definitely come back to find my sister and bring her and me to the north." After finishing, Gu Zheng sighed, her eyes gazing absently into the distance, a hint of weariness appearing on her pale face. "Rest for a while, don't forget you're pregnant," I said, feeling a pang of heartache for her. Gu Zheng nodded gratefully and gave me a happy look. I poured her a glass of water. After drinking it, Gu Zheng blushed and said softly, "Boys in the North are all handsome, and you... are so handsome too." I sighed and asked her, "And then?" " And then..." Gu Zheng rested her chin on her hand and said, "Then he never came back. My sister didn't want to get married . The young men in town couldn't compare to that painter. My sister said they had no class, no ideas. At that time, I was growing up. I grew a lot of flowers to sell. My sister said she wanted to save money to come to the North to find him. My sister said the North was very big and vast, but I felt that my sister was getting more and more haggard every day, like a flower about to wither. Until one day, my sister planted a kind of flower. The fruit of that flower was a little bitter. My sister said that eating that flower would make her forget the pain, so she named it the Happy Flower. I don't know how, but she became addicted. Then one day I found out that my sister was actually using drugs. I was shocked and screamed. Then the police came and arrested my sister..." Gu Zheng finished speaking with tears streaming down her face. I wiped her eyes with my sleeve and said, "That flower is called a poppy , and it's a raw material for drugs."

Gu Zheng looked at me with a wronged expression and said, "Did I hurt my sister? If I hadn't called the police, they wouldn't have come. Was
it me? Was it?"

I stroked her head and said, "It wasn't you. Blame Wang Shiyang."

Gu Zheng looked at me gratefully and said, "Later, I went to the drug rehabilitation center to see my sister. She was in so much pain, and I
couldn't bear see her like that. The rehabilitation center charges 30,000 yuan a year, and I don't have the money, so they treat my sister badly. Later
, I met him when I was selling flowers. He said he would take me to the north. He said he was very rich... I need to come to the north. I
need to find that painter..."

Gu Zheng's voice was so soft that I could barely hear her. I couldn't help but hug her and stroke
her hair. Gu Zheng sobbed in my arms, like a lost little kitten facing such a young girl, and
now I was her only support. How could I bear to hurt her again? My heart felt like it
was being stabbed by thousands of knives. It hurt so much that my hands were trembling and my body was trembling.

Chapter 26 The Train to Jiangnan 1

My heart seemed to fly to the small town in Jiangnan with Gu Zheng's story. Green stone-paved streets, green tiles,
white walls, flowers all over the yard... Intoxicating wind, the sweet smile of a little girl, the bright moon,
everything was so beautiful, everything was so... Gu Zheng pulled his face away from my arms and cried, "My sister is dying
, she can't hold on, I have to go back."

I thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go back with you."

Gu Zheng stood there, asking in disbelief, "You're with me?...We..."

I didn't speak. I didn't know what to say. In short, I wanted to go back with her. I didn't know
why , and I didn't want to know why. Gu Zheng whispered, "When are we going back?"

I looked down at her face and asked, "Do you have an ID card?"

Gu Zheng shook her head and said, "No." I said, "Okay, I'll get you one. We'll take the bullet train back; we have to go back
now ."

Gu Zheng gave me her bank card and PIN. I went out and hailed a taxi back to school. I took Zhao Rourou's
ID card and went directly to a ticket agency to buy bullet train tickets. If we could fly, that would be the first choice, but the real-name registration
system was giving me a headache. Fortunately, the bullet train had seats, and the speed wasn't slow—I mean, if there wasn't a rear-end collision.

Gu Zheng simply folded a few clothes and put them in a backpack with a "Hello
Kitty" logo on the back. Then I used Gu Zheng's iPhone to call myself and make sure we wouldn't get lost. The children from
Nanhu Elementary School were leaving school, like a flock of birds flying into the sky. Gu Zheng looked at them enviously and then
took my hand.

It was the off-season at the train station, but there were still many people. Gu Zheng fearfully held onto me, clinging to my side,
afraid of getting lost. She whispered, "There are so many people! It's my first time on a train, I'm so nervous."

I comforted her, "It's okay." Then I casually asked, "How did you get here?" She said,
"By car, that person knows how to drive."

The train slowly started moving, carrying the gray scenery. I yawned and said, "Are you sleepy? If you are, take a nap, I'll
watch over you." Gu Zheng shook his head, looking around curiously, while I couldn't help but doze off.

Lying in my seat, I vaguely thought of Su Xiuxiu. Oh my god! What have I done? Su Xiuxiu asked me
to move things, but I inexplicably ended up on a train to Hunan with Gu Zheng. Su Xiuxiu will definitely misunderstand.
How should I explain? How should I explain? If I call her and explain, will she believe me? What should I say?
I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The train was still rushing past, whooshing by, but I gradually grew tired.

When I woke up, I smelled a faint fragrance and found Gu Zheng's clothes covering me, a green
Semir shirt. Gu Zheng said a little embarrassedly, "Actually, I was worried you'd be cold; the car has the air conditioning on."

Seeing her shyness, I smiled slightly and said, "Oh, thank you."

Then Gu Zheng's face changed, her mouth puffed out. I was stunned; her mouth puffed out more and more,
like an inflated balloon, looking really funny. I said, "Are you about to throw up?"

Gu Zheng nodded with difficulty. I pulled her to the bathroom. Damn it! There was someone inside. Knock, knock, knock. I knocked
hard on the door and said, "Please hurry, there's a pregnant woman waiting anxiously outside."

"What are you knocking for? Hold it in," came a woman's dissatisfied voice from inside.

I saw Gu Zheng's face was about to burst. I quickly found a large plastic bag, and before I could say anything, Gu Zheng
vomited. I asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?"

Gu Zheng said with red eyes, "Okay, waah..." and then vomited into the bag. I realized I'd rushed off
without even bringing toilet paper, so I wiped Gu Zheng's mouth with my sleeve. The train had its own bottled water, so Gu Zheng rinsed his mouth and
spat into a plastic bag.

Chapter 27 The Train to Jiangnan 2

I breathed a sigh of relief, but Gu Zheng said anxiously, "Ma Aotian, your sleeve is dirty..." I shook my head
and smiled wryly, "It's okay if it's a little dirty. Are you feeling better?"

Gu Zheng, his face flushed, said, "I'm feeling better. I don't know why, but I've been feeling nauseous these past few days."

"It's okay, pregnancy is like that. Are you hungry?" I saw everyone around us eating; it seemed like it was
past noon.

Gu Zheng nodded. I walked through several carriages to the service area and asked the train attendant for some ham, some
bread , and some tissues. Damn, it's ridiculously expensive on the train! Gu Zheng ate the ham and gnawed on the bread, looking like he hadn't eaten for days
. After eating for a while, she finally looked up and asked me blankly, "Aotian, what about you? Why aren't you eating?"

I smiled and said, "I'm not hungry. You should eat more. I often hear people say that pregnant women should eat more." Actually, how could I
not be hungry? It's just that when I withdrew money, I found that I only had 40,000 yuan in my card. Gu Zheng said that the drug rehabilitation center would cost 30,000 yuan,
so...

Gu Zheng said with red eyes, "Ma Aotian, don't be so nice to me. I'm afraid I'll cry again if I get too excited."
I pretended to be angry and said, "Cry my ass. Do you think you're Lin Daiyu who cries all the time?" Gu Zheng said, "Hmm."

The trees outside the window rushed past rapidly, accompanied by rolling mountains, clear streams, and occasionally a
village. Sometimes it was green, sometimes gray, sometimes colorless, changing into a colorful scene. I picked up the apple; there was still
a way to go.

The children next to me cheered, "Wow, the Yangtze River! The Yangtze River, your water is so yellow!" Gu Zheng also looked out
the window and said in surprise, "The Yangtze River! This is the Yangtze River!" Everyone around was laughing; the yellow water was clearly the Yellow River
.

After a while, the child cheered again, "Yellow River, Yellow River, you're even yellower than the Yangtze River!" But I stopped laughing.
The child's world is so simple. Which one is the Yangtze River, and which one is the Yellow River? Maybe neither, just
an unknown little river. The adult world has been tainted; perhaps everything is wrong.

Gu Zheng suddenly asked, "Ma Aotian, do you like Sister Xiuxiu?"

"Yes, why?" I was slightly taken aback, frowning, wondering why such a seemingly irrelevant topic
was being brought up .

Gu Zheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he said somewhat awkwardly, "Sister Xiuxiu will definitely blame me.
I didn't mean to bother you. You know, there are always some unavoidable things involved." After saying that, he gently held my hand.
I frowned and comforted him, saying, "Don't think about these troubling things. I'll handle Su Xiuxiu's matter properly."
Actually, I was also feeling troubled. What was Su Xiuxiu doing at this moment? The train passed through a mountain road, and the cell phone
signal was intermittent.

The little boy, who had been listening to our conversation, whispered to the woman next to him,
"Mom, what are they doing?" A woman dressed as a young woman glanced at us and said, "Elopement."

Elopement! What an elegant word! I've fantasized about it countless times, and I've often heard people say, "Let's elope this
summer , or this autumn, or winter, or spring." It turns out that all four seasons are
perfect for elopement.

"Mom, let's elope too!" the little boy suddenly said, grinning at the woman.

"Fool, what nonsense are you talking about?" The woman's expression changed, and she looked around at the reactions, but all was silent.

The little boy said, aggrieved, "Mom, did you and Uncle Wang elope too?"

The woman hurriedly said, "You little brat, who told you that?" She looked sternly at the little boy and raised her hand to slap him.

The child cried, "It's what Uncle Wang said in your text message! You both eloped, I want to elope too
! I want to elope!" The surrounding passengers immediately turned their gazes towards them.

The young woman hurriedly covered the little boy's mouth, saying, "Shh, Xiaodou! That was... a mistake. Don't cry, don't cry.
Mommy will buy you a toy, a Transformer, okay? Didn't you want one of those 1000-yuan toys? Mommy
will buy it for you when we get back." The little boy immediately stopped crying, nodded, and smiled sweetly. Gu Zheng looked at me in surprise and
said, "What are they doing?" I sighed and said, "Moral depravity."

Gu Zheng was finally tired and fell asleep on my shoulder. I couldn't help but smell her hair.
Looking at the changing scenery outside the window, it had been 6 hours since we left Handan. I knew we would arrive soon. I could feel
the southern atmosphere, elegant yet restless, the sweet voice, the bright-eyed girl, the faint fragrance of a young girl—
everything seemed intoxicating.

Chapter 28: The Drug Rehabilitation Center in Turmoil 1

The train arrived at the station, and Gu Zheng woke up. I hailed a taxi, took out the GPS, and pointed out the location to him.
He hesitated and told me it was a bit far, 300 yuan.

I said decisively, "Okay, but you have to drive faster."
Although there's a time and place to it. I never joke about other people's lives and happiness. The driver indeed drove like
a whirlwind, speeding along the road. I took out a plastic bag, and Gu Zheng vomited twice before we finally arrived at the drug rehabilitation center. The center was located in
a remote suburb, surrounded by tall trees, lush and eerie.

I sniffed and said, "Is this the town you're in?" Gu Zheng looked around and said yes. We
found a UnionPay ATM and withdrew all the money. Gu Zheng's eyes widened and he said, "So much money!"

"What was the process like when you went in last time?" I looked at this eerie fortress and felt a
chill run down my spine.

Gu Zheng said nervously, "Last time I begged and pleaded that I was a family member, and I only needed to pay a hundred yuan to get in."

"Okay." I gently took Gu Zheng's hand, thought about the previous procedures, bought a
pack of premium Su cigarettes and tucked it into my pocket, then opened the package.

The two burly men in their thirties stood at the gate, barking orders through walkie-talkies and brandishing batons.
I smiled broadly and said, "Thank you for your help, I'm here to visit someone."

The gatekeeper grunted and said in a low voice, "Register, pay."

I went inside and asked, "How much?" He glanced at me sideways and said, "One hundred per person."

I cursed inwardly. Damn it, do you think this is a movie theater, charging by the head? I quickly pulled out two hundred yuan and handed
him a pack of cigarettes. He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and took it: "Oh, young man, you've got high standards, sure,
sure."

Money talks, and those 90-yuan packs of Su cigarettes were indeed effective. The gatekeeper smiled and led us to
the backyard, the gate tightly shut, as if afraid someone would escape. In my mind, a drug rehabilitation center shouldn't be
like this, or perhaps I'm confusing prisons, mental hospitals, and drug rehabilitation centers.

The office area and the patient area are separated, which is evident from the exterior decoration. The walls of the office area are
painted pink, a warm color that seems somewhat mismatched.

The director's office is on the second floor. I knocked softly and entered. The director quickly closed his laptop and flicked
his cigarette ash.

Gu Zheng had been hiding behind me, avoiding the director's lecherous gaze. I composed myself, explained my purpose,
and told him I wanted to take the older sister away.

"Gu Liping?" The director took a deep drag on his cigarette, took out a yellowed booklet, opened the pages, and said,
"This person hasn't fully recovered, and hasn't paid her fees." The implication was clear: this is a drug rehabilitation center; if you don't
pay , you can't leave.

I smiled broadly and asked, "How much, sir?"

The warden glared at me and said, "Thirty-five thousand. And don't call me 'sir.' What do you take me for?
Here, we're all equal. Do you think this is a prison with a warden? But you can call me 'boss,' because
I'm both older and more senior than you."

"Oh, wasn't it supposed to be thirty thousand last time?" Gu Zheng said, his mouth agape.

The warden glared at us again, making me think he was squinting, and then he said, "Due to the financial crisis and
rising , the Chinese people are still suffering. This is a state institution..." He thought for a moment but couldn't come up with
any official words, then his eyes lit up and he said, "Furthermore, Gu Liping has been eating a lot lately, and
you'll have to pay for that too. This is already a conservative price." The subtext was clear: she's yours,
whether she stays or leaves is up to you, but you must pay. We can afford to provide simple meals; she's your family, so you decide what to do.

"Okay, here's the cash, this is a small token of my appreciation." I quickly took out the money I had prepared beforehand.
Afraid he might change his mind again

, I handed him two packs of Su cigarettes after I finished speaking. He took the money, counted it, and then squinted, saying, "Oh,
I'm sorry about that. Actually, you could do this in the future: buy a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes... Here, this is the room
key." He patted my shoulder and said, "You guys need to talk to her; she's been quite emotionally unstable lately."

After taking the key, Gu Zheng and I went straight to room 115. The door was locked. We stood at the door for a long time. Gu Zheng
looked at me, and I coughed and said, "Zheng, you need to be mentally prepared." Gu Zheng burst into tears.
Then I opened the door, imagining all the bloody scenes. Gu Zheng grabbed my arm and hid behind me. Inside, there
was a fat man lying on his back, taking up two-thirds of the bed, fast asleep.

Gu Zheng poked his head out and said, "This isn't my sister. My sister is very thin." I scratched my head
and said, "That's strange. Logically, we shouldn't have gotten it wrong."

Chapter 29: The Drug Rehabilitation Center 2

The room was dark, the air was relatively fresh, and there was no unpleasant smell, but it still made people
feel extremely uncomfortable, as if they would suffocate if they stayed for even a second longer.

I saw the fat girl roll over, rub her eyes, look at us, and immediately burst into tears: "Ah Zheng, you're
finally here! I thought I would never see you again... Ah Zheng."

Gu Zheng opened his mouth wide, obviously not fully accepting of this fat girl. After a while, he called out, "Sister
... Sister, what happened to you? Is your illness cured?"

The fat girl continued to cry, "Ah Zheng, have I become ugly? Very ugly, very ugly." I looked at her carefully.
Actually she was just a little fat, and she looked a bit like the lead singer of Phoenix Legend. I couldn't say whether she was ugly or not.

Gu Zheng finally became emotional, hugging her and sobbing, "You're not ugly, you're not ugly, you're the most beautiful, you
're the most beautiful in my eyes, only lovers can understand."

I coughed, feeling that this sounded like a song lyric, so I quickly said, "This isn't
the place , let's go outside."

Gu Liping and Gu Zheng looked at me with suspicion, "Go outside? Can we even get out? Will they let us go?"

I clenched my fist and said, "Huh? Why wouldn't they let us go? You're a drug addict, not a drug dealer, you're a patient,
not a criminal."

Gu Liping said with a worried look, "Logically, that's how it is, but..."

I said somewhat unhappily, "What's there to say but? If you won't leave, I will." Gu Liping looked at me suspiciously,
as if she thought I was a liar, or as if she thought this was a dream. She suddenly pinched Gu Zheng's arm, and Gu
Zheng cried out.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from next door, followed by a soft, indistinct breathing sound. What was
that sound? Was the patient having an attack? After a while, the moans grew louder, Gu Zheng's cheeks flushed crimson,
and her breathing became heavier. I hesitated for a moment, and Gu Zheng said shyly, "Brother Tian, the neighbors are
... I think so..." Gu Zheng puffed out her chest and her legs trembled slightly. I knew I'd watched
plenty of porn, but this was the first time I'd heard such sounds in real life, and my breathing became heavy too.

Gu Liping suddenly screamed, "I can't take it anymore! I... I want to leave, please
take me away!" She looked at me pleadingly and said, "I'll give you anything after we get out, I'll promise you anything...
my..." Then she tried to untie her clothes, instantly revealing half of her snow-white, lotus-root-like breast.

My eyes felt like they were being pierced by something, and I quickly closed them. Panting, she said, "Don't do this, sister. I
'm Zheng's friend. I'm here to rescue you. Let's leave together."

Gu Liping hurriedly said, "I'll go with you, I'll go with you. I don't want to stay in this hellhole any longer." I
looked back at the door number 115.

As we passed next door, the sounds continued. In the dark room, the sounds of a man and woman having sex
seemed joyful and enjoyable, yet in this dimly lit drug rehabilitation center, it felt terrifying and eerie.

I couldn't help but peek inside. I saw four legs intertwined, like vines,
two white as silk, two thick as pillars, constantly entwining and rising and falling.

I quickly pulled Gu Zheng and Gu Liping to the director's office. The director quickly closed his
laptop , smoking, in the exact same posture I had when I first entered the office.

The head of the drug rehabilitation center, smoking a cigarette, looked at the three of us and said, "Gu Liping's illness shouldn't be cured yet; she
shouldn't be discharged." I noticed Gu Liping's expression change, revealing fear, her mouth agape but she dared not
speak.

"Actually, she's cured. Look at her, healthy and eating well. This isn't how a patient should be.
I'm a law student." I stared wide-eyed at the head of the center, noticing a hint of cunning.

The head of the rehabilitation center looked at Liping's plump figure, his expression troubled, and said, "Actually, we're thinking of the patients
... many people relapse because the treatment wasn't thorough." He tapped the table with his finger.

I rolled my eyes, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to him, saying, "Please have some."

The warden took it and coughed, "That's not what I meant..."

I smiled again and said, "I understand." Then I handed him two more packs of cigarettes. The warden took it, clicked
his tongue, and said, "Hey, this is a state institution..."

I immediately threw out four packs of cigarettes and said, "Don't say anything, it's all for contributing to socialism." Then
I casually stuffed a red envelope into his hand, containing 2,000 yuan, my last remaining possessions.

He finally smiled and patted my shoulder: "Young man, you have potential. China's development still depends on
young people like you. You're energetic and have guts. Okay, you're discharged. If you're not better, you're welcome here anytime."

In my heart, I thought, "Damn it, what the hell does China's development have to do with me? I
never want ." Despite my thoughts, I still had to smile, and then I walked out, bowing and scraping.

Chapter 30 My Eldest Sister is a Madwoman 1

We took a taxi home. The driver looked troubled and wanted to charge for one more person. I didn't argue. I thought that
Sister current weight was indeed a burden. They were silent the whole way. I wanted to break the silence, so I said, "
The night is nice, isn't it?" Sister Liping suddenly said, "Ha, haha, hahaha."

Gu Zheng looked at me cautiously. I understood what she meant. She thought Sister Liping was mentally unstable. I thought it
might be a coincidence, so I said again, "The moon is very round here." Sister Liping said, "Ah,
ah ah, ah ah ah." Gu Zheng looked at me worriedly, her eyes red. I knew she wanted to cry. This
little girl was like a child made of water.

The car traveled through the night, carrying the distinctive fragrance of the South. Equipped with GPS navigation,
the journey was relatively smooth. Gu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, we're here, we're here."

Sister Liping echoed, "La, la la, la la la." Afraid the driver would laugh at me, I quickly got out to pay.
After they both got out, the driver sighed as he gave me my change, saying, "Young man, just bear with it. None of those who
come mentally sound. It's like hell there."

I was shocked and said, "Is it that serious? What does rehab have to do with mental health?"

The driver sighed again .
The driver said in a low voice, "The younger ones with mental illness go to mental hospitals, the older ones go to drug rehabilitation centers, and the really old ones are just shot." He muttered again, "Drug rehabilitation, drug rehabilitation, I think abstinence from sex is about the same..."

I said angrily, "Mental illness isn't a crime, why are they shot?"

The driver said, "Sigh, it's the patients' families who demand the shooting, they just can't take it anymore... Sigh, some even bought
some 'mute-making drugs' to make the patients mute. The reason I didn't want to drive you is because I was afraid of getting bad luck." The driver
left, and I was still standing there, looking completely bewildered. The night breeze was gentle, but it chilled my heart.

Gu Zheng bit her lip and tugged at me. I realized that this was an elegant house, with ivy climbing the walls, and the spacious
courtyard was covered with fallen flowers, so poignant and beautiful. Gu Liping was sitting alone on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. Gu Zheng
whispered in my ear, "What if my sister goes crazy?"

I lowered my head and thought for a while. I felt that Sister Liping was fine when she was in the drug rehabilitation center. How could she suddenly
go crazy? Maybe madness is just a matter of a moment. One second you are normal, and the next second you are crazy.

I looked at the flowers all over the ground and hesitated, saying, "I've got it. Many flowers are good medicine. You can try
the medicinal effects ."

Gu Zheng hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, I dare not. First, I'm afraid my sister will be poisoned, and second, I'm afraid she
will relapse into drugs."

"Then I can't help you. I studied math and physics, and I have nothing to do with medicine." I sighed and
spread my hands.

Gu Zheng shook my arm and said, "You must have a way. You are a college student. You will definitely save my sister."
Then her tears fell with the wind and blew into my mouth. They were very bitter and salty.

I gritted my teeth. Now I had no choice but to try anything. Suddenly, an idea came to me. I said, "
Okay, I'll give it a try. It's hard to say whether it will succeed or not. You promise me one thing: no matter what I do, you won't interfere."

Gu Zheng immediately wiped away his tears and said, "Okay, I believe you can definitely cure my sister." I thought to myself,
"Damn, isn't this putting pressure on me?"

Suddenly, I shouted loudly, "La la la." Sister Liping immediately echoed like a broken record, "La, la la, la la la." I went up and swung
my arm, slapping her hard across the face and yelling, "You, you, you bastard!" I learned this trick from Fan Jin passing
the imperial examination. I felt their situations were very similar. Old Man Hu's slap woke Fan Jin up,
and my slap knocked Sister Liping unconscious.

Just as I was wondering if I had hit her hard enough, Gu Zheng rushed up to me, crying, "Ma Aotian, I
thought you had some good ideas, but it turns out you just knocked her unconscious! She's my sister! She's already like this, and you still hit her?
What will I do if anything happens to her? She's my only family."

I panicked a little too. I was actually just trying it out, but I never imagined that everything in the textbook was
a lie . Gu Zheng was still crying, "Sister, you died so tragically... but I can't avenge you
. What should I do?"

I stamped my foot and said, "Fool, don't make things worse! She's not even dead yet, and you're already thinking about her death
. What if she dies?" After saying that, I was shocked myself. Damn it, I actually said something so depressing.

Gu Zheng stared blankly at me, tears streaming down his flushed face, and murmured, "If my sister dies, I
'll be all alone and helpless in this world. What will I do?" I knew this was the perfect opportunity to say
something like, "I'll take care of you for the rest of my life." But I didn't say it. I opened my mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Sister Liping slowly woke up, looking around blankly. Gu Zheng and I exchanged glances, unsure
what to say . But I still decided to try. I jumped up and said, "La la, la la la."

Chapter 31 Sister is a Madwoman 2

Seeing that she didn't react, I started singing again: "Oulei, oule oule oule." She still didn't react,
so I smiled at Gu Zheng and said, "Look, she's better now."

Gu Zheng immediately burst into tears: "You're talking nonsense! How is she better? You made her stupid, you made her deaf!
You owe my sister... you owe..." He cried and gently punched me with his pink fists.

I was at a loss when Sister Liping spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and her eyes brightened. She pointed at
Gu Zheng and me and said, "Zheng, how did you get here? Who is this idiot?"

Gu Zheng and I couldn't believe what we were seeing. I decided to try again, since one or two attempts wouldn't be enough. I
said, "La la, la la la."

Sister Liping said angrily, "You idiot, let go of my Azheng! Stop pulling me like that!"

I looked at Gu Zheng and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Heaven has not forsaken me, look, she's all better now."

Gu Zheng blushed and gently kissed me, sweet and tender. At that moment, it felt like a spring
breeze painting winter snow, and time seemed to stand still.

Sister Liping was still staring at me and shouting, "I'm talking to you, you idiot! Let go of Azheng!"

Gu Zheng blushed and hurriedly explained, "Sister... he's not an idiot, he's... Ma Aotian, the one you
met at the drug rehabilitation center."

Sister Liping lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Oh? Then why did he keep saying 'la la la'? I'm sorry, it made
me suspect you're an idiot."

I couldn't see the expression on my face, I didn't know if it was anger, frustration, or grievance. I kept pulling...
who the hell kept pulling... why am I doing this? I felt my body trembling.

Gu Zheng gently took my hand, her eyes sparkling. I understood her meaning once again—this was her
sister , this was her sister…

I smiled awkwardly, “Haha, Sister Liping, I’m Gu Zheng’s friend. It’s so nice to see you.
It’s really hard to explain, let Gu Zheng tell you what happened.”

Sister Liping said, “You sound like a northerner. Do you all talk like that back and forth?”

I was about to get angry when Sister Liping suddenly exclaimed, “You’re from the north… Zheng came with you
, so you must know him…” She then covered her face, looking pained.

I coldly interrupted her, “Yes, I know Wang Shiyang.”

Liping's voice trembled as she asked, "Is he alright? Where is he? He..." Her voice choked with sobs,
her face drained of color. Gu Zheng, watching from the side, gripped my hand tightly with heartache; I felt her strength,
a kind of dependence.

I coldly looked at the pained Gu Liping and said, "He's fine. He's married, living a comfortable and peaceful life."

Liping immediately aged and became sorrowful, murmuring, "He said he would come to pick me up, he said...
He's married, so what's the point of me living... What's the point of me living?"

She looked at us with tears streaming down her face. Gu Zheng wiped her tears and said, "You still have me, we
can be together..."

Liping smiled bitterly and said, "Life is precious, but love is even more valuable. If there's no love,
what's the point of living?"

Gu Zheng cried along, "That's true, but you're my only family now." Gu Zheng's tears
fell like broken beads onto the ground.

Sister Liping was still muttering to herself, "Life is precious, but love is even more precious. Is this a poem by
Li Bai ...?"

I went up to Gu Liping and slapped her hard across the face, louder and harder than before. Gu Zheng immediately screamed
, "Ma Aotian! My sister is all better now, and you still hit her! What are you doing?!"

Gu Liping sat stunned on the ground after I slapped her. Gu Zheng continued, "Why did you hit my
sister ? Why?"

I said angrily, "There are many reasons. First, life is precious, but love is more precious. The next line is 'For
freedom , both can be sacrificed.' She's always thinking about Wang Shiyang, even selling her soul. I hate
walking corpses like her the most, so she deserves to be hit. Second, Gu Zheng, you finally managed to save her with money. Her mother's self-destructive behavior...
does she know how much you've sacrificed? Does her mother know?"

I was hoarse as I spoke. I only knew that Gu Zheng had sacrificed a lot, even selling her
youthful body, being ridden by an old man, her snow-white flesh covered in his bodily fluids—it was truly
heartbreaking.

Gu Zheng cried, covering her ears, "Ma Aotian, shut up! Don't say anymore! You're not allowed to say anything! Shut up!"

Gu Liping stared out the window, muttering to herself. The wind gradually subsided, and the silence outside only accentuated
the chaos.

As they were talking, Gu Zheng ran into the yard and vomited. We quickly followed him out. I
wiped Gu Zheng's mouth with my sleeve; I'd already wiped it once, so what if it happened a second or third time? Sister Liping exclaimed in surprise,
"Zheng...you're pregnant?"

Gu

Zheng nodded. Sister Liping pointed at me, looking at Gu Zheng, and said, "Is it your child?"

I was about to speak when Gu Zheng grabbed my arm and said firmly, "Yes, it's his." I panicked.
What could I say? It wasn't mine, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. What could I say? What could I say?

Gu Liping looked at us, wiped away her tears, nodded, and said, "Very good, very good. I used to live
selfishly . From now on, we will live well together. Life is precious, love is more precious, but freedom
is the most precious of all. This poem is well written, truly excellent. Li Bai was indeed a great poet..."

In my haste, I forgot to correct Gu Liping's literary error. I said anxiously, "Actually, this child
..." Gu Zheng interrupted, "Brother Tian, I promise to raise our child."

I spat and said, "Damn it, this child..."

Gu Liping comforted me, saying, "Don't worry, you don't need to worry about the child. Naturally, the woman will take care of the child."

I said somewhat angrily, "Damn this child..." Gu Zheng pinched my arm with a pleading expression.
His long eyelashes, pink cheeks, and flower-like face made my heart pound. I had no choice but to continue,
"This child is mine..."

Then everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Realizing it was late, we hurriedly returned to the house, tidied up
briefly, and slept fully clothed.

The next day, the soft sunlight illuminated us, warm and comforting. Winter in Hunan is unusually peaceful. Gu Liping got up
early and prepared breakfast. Although it was mostly vegetarian dishes, it looked and smelled delicious. I hastily ate a few bites. Sister
Liping smiled apologetically and said, "Son-in-law, please forgive my poor hospitality."

I was startled, almost spitting out the food in my mouth, and nearly cried out, "Son-in-law? Whose son-in-law am I?"
I held back and swallowed the food and words. Sister Liping thought I was choking, patted my back,
and said, "Son-in-law, eat slowly." I sighed. It seemed she had recovered. Hadn't I done a
good deed? I only just realized I had a kind side; this was a happy thing indeed.

I finished eating before Gu Zheng got up. It seems pregnant women are indeed quite lazy, but her belly was flat, showing
no signs of pregnancy. Sister Liping specially made her two eggs. After eating one and a half, Gu Zheng suddenly said,
"I can't eat anymore, Ma Aotian, you eat." Sister Liping smiled at me. I sighed inwardly,
then picked up my food and ate. I remembered this kind of thing always happening to Su Xiuxiu. I was startled;
the word "betrayal" suddenly came to mind, and a cold sweat broke out on my back.

I remember Su Xiuxiu and I agreeing that neither of us would betray the other, like two Young Pioneers taking an oath.
Su Xiuxiu looked innocent, and so did I. I couldn't help but take out my phone; damn it, there was still
no signal.

The withered flowers in the yard seemed to have come back to life. Although it was winter, I thought it was due to human factors.
The sky in Hunan was a deep, clear blue, like a flawless gem. The gentle breeze felt like a mother's hand. If I were to travel
here , I would definitely want to stay forever.

I wanted to go for a walk, and Gu Zheng stayed with me the whole time. The green stone-paved streets, the white clouds, the ancient gates...
We walked and walked, the ancient streets seemingly endless. Suddenly, I stopped and said softly,
"This child isn't mine, Zheng."

Gu Zheng lowered her head and said, "I know he isn't, but I can't help it."

I sighed and said, "If you can't help it, do you think I can?"

Gu Zheng bit her lip and said, "I don't want my sister to know I was kept... I don't want to."

Her voice was very soft, so soft it was heartbreaking. I sighed and said, "But I have to go back. We live in
different worlds. I'm still in school." Now that I've calmed down, I haven't slept well all night. This hasty decision
was a mistake. I don't think I'm capable of getting Gu Zheng to give birth to this child.

Gu Zheng said softly, "I know you have to go back. I didn't mean for you to stay. I just...
can't bear to part with you, and I'm afraid my sister might suddenly have a relapse. Can we wait a couple more days?" Her cheeks were always pale, flushed
with pink, and her fingers were always cold, like ice. People say that girls with cold hands are fallen
angels from their past lives. Could this be a debt I owed to an angel in my past life?

What could I say? I could only hold her hand and keep walking.

When we got tired, we went back. Sister Liping was wiping away sweat, watering the flowers and weeding, busy as a bee.
Gu Zheng said, "Sister, let me do it. I'll help you." Sister Liping hurriedly stopped me, slightly reproachfully saying, "You
're pregnant. Pregnant women shouldn't do housework. And you're a college student, so be careful." She then winked at me
. Perhaps, as Gu Zheng said, Sister Liping was indeed beautiful when she was young.

During the day, Gu Zheng and I would go for walks. She would lean on my shoulder, and we'd watch ring toss
games and acrobatics on the street, buy candied hawthorns, and small ornaments to wear in our hair. Gu Zheng laughed joyfully,
her innocent laughter seemed to echo throughout the entire cobblestone street, just like when Su Xiuxiu and I first started dating. Only Gu Zheng was even more innocent than
Su Xiuxiu, and her breasts were much larger. I would often accidentally touch that area. Perhaps
because I'd been dating for two years, Gu Zheng's body would react from time to time, but we didn't do anything.
Any action or excitement was fleeting, and I was much more careful than before.

In the evening, we'd sit on the bridge watching the sunset. The afterglow reddened her cheeks, making them rosy and
incredibly beautiful. At night, we'd count stars and watch the moon together. The stars were so bright, so many of them. She nestled
in my arms, listening to me tell those vague myths and legends.

For several days, it was the same—calm and quiet. A woman lay on her side in my arms, her breasts soft,
her lips fragrant, her skin fair, her eyes large and her eyelashes long. If this continued, perhaps I would forget
Su Xiuxiu. Forget the North, forget everything else.

I would accept what was before me, and perhaps I would fall in love with this girl.

On the evening of the sixth day, Sister Liping bought a piece of wood. I planted it in the yard, put an iron ring around it,
and attached an antenna, preparing to install a television. While I was busily setting up the satellite receiver on the utility pole,
the cell phone signal suddenly improved. My phone rang immediately. It was several voice messages. Su Xiuxiu's sobbing voice
said, "I went to the villa. You're all gone. What I saw that day must be real... You betrayed me.
Since you eloped, Ma Aotian, let's break up. I hate you. Ma Aotian, let's break up. I hate you..."

Chapter 033 Her body was as white as jade. Su

Xiuxiu's phone call was like a sudden thunderclap on a clear day. I was startled and stood frozen in the
yard , letting the fallen log crush a patch of flowers. Su Xiuxiu's voice echoed in my ears: "Let's
break up. I hate you. Let's break up. I hate you..."

Sister Liping and Gu Zheng heard the noise and rushed out, asking, "What's wrong? What happened?"

I rubbed my eyes and said, "Sand blew into my eyes. It's sand..."

At dinner, Gu Zheng noticed my thoughts and said she wanted to go for a walk, so I followed behind her.

As usual, Gu Zheng held my hand and nestled in my arms. Only a faint fragrance lingered in the not-too-
cold air. After walking for a while, Gu Zheng opened her eyes wide and looked at me, saying, "Ma Aotian, is that Sister Xiuxiu calling
? Is she looking for you?"

I nodded, and tears suddenly welled up in Gu Zheng's eyes. She said through her tears, "If you want to leave,
then leave. We can hold on."

I looked up and saw a star shining brightly in the north—that was Polaris. Gu Zheng said, "Ma Aotian
, you've never kissed me. I want you to kiss me, I just want you to kiss me, okay?"

I couldn't help but hug Gu Zheng and lower my head. Gu Zheng raised her face and said softly, "Like, mouth to
mouth, is that okay, Tian?"

A cool breeze blew by, and Gu Zheng shivered. I held her tightly in my arms and kissed her deeply.
Her fingers gently stroked my back, her soft little hands lifting my clothes and slowly sliding into my
chest, caressing my hard back. Her other hand also touched my chest.

My fingers also reached towards Gu Zheng's chest. Her breasts were already large, and the neckline of her bra was stretched open.
My fingers slipped inside and gently unhooked her bra, one clasp, two clasps... Gu Zheng's breathing
became heavy, and hot breath came out of her nostrils. Her tongue kept touching mine, warm,
sweet, and fragrant.

My fingers touched Gu Zheng's delicate skin, her soft breasts, her nipples hardened. My
breathing became heavy, my movements rougher, no longer a slow caress, but a forceful kneading. My
lower body swelled and hardened between my legs.

Gu Zheng's eyes grew even more glazed. I pinched her nipples hard with my fingers, they were slippery and sticky. Gu Zheng
moaned softly, her eyes glazed, her cheeks flushed. I began to kiss her passionately,
a rough, ungentle kiss.

Gu Zheng's waist twisted incessantly, her breasts overflowing with juice. My fingers were covered in the milky
white liquid, slippery and sweet. My body heated up, my lower body hardening uncontrollably.

Gu Zheng's hand slowly reached towards my pants. My belt was unbuckled, and one of my hands also reached towards
Gu Zheng's pants. Her long, slender legs and smooth buttocks... my fingers slowly roamed, layer by layer,
the uneven surface. My fingers unknowingly touched inside her little buttocks, that tiny crevice
tightly gripped by her long legs.

"Ah..." Gu Zheng let out a soft moan. I only felt the touch of fine hairs,
a damp, warm, sticky area with a faint smell of urine. I breathed heavily, inserting
my fingers inside. That wonderful little hole, soft, tight, moist and warm. I felt my fingers being
enveloped by a wave of heat. I pulled them out and put them in my mouth, tasting sweet and slightly fishy. At the same time, my other
finger grasped the cherry, and white liquid gushed out.

"Mmm...mmm...ah," Gu Zheng moaned softly. Her soft little hands had already grasped my erection
and began to clench them into a ring, stroking it. I shuddered, straightened my back, and swayed slightly. My pants
slipped down again, revealing my navel and the dark hair below my abdomen.

Gu Zheng slowly squatted down, looked up at me with tenderness, but I closed my eyes.

Gu Zheng lifted my thin foreskin, and her tongue finally touched my lower body
. I felt a tingling, itchy sensation in my limbs, like an electric current flowing through my body, once, twice, and down to my throat.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and a drop of night dew hit my face, but my hand stopped abruptly. I noticed
that the white liquid was milk, like a pregnant woman's milk. I couldn't help but pull my hand out and lick it, tasting
a milky, fishy smell.

My body temperature suddenly dropped, and my penis went limp. Gu Zheng seemed to notice, her fingers also stopped
, her chest still heaving. A moment later, Gu Zheng threw herself into my arms again, crying, "Aotian...
I want you, I want you..." She grabbed my hand and tore open her clothes, her two large breasts swaying in the air
. She placed my hand between her legs, where it was still passionate, still wet, still emitting a
faint, musky scent.

But my body was like a zombie, completely still. Gu Zheng stopped moving too,
sitting on the ground hugging her knees. We were both disheveled, nestled together, the moonlight as warm as a dream. Gu Zheng's eyes were like water. I
glanced at her and then pulled her into my arms again.

After a long time, I could feel her hot tears dripping onto my cheeks. I raised my head, kissed away her
tears, and walked away.

Gu Zheng shouted behind me, "Ma Aotian, I love you! I love you, I love you, I just love you..."

Chapter 034 Returning to the North

I didn't turn around, afraid he would see that I was also crying. Gu Zheng squatted on the ground and vomited violently. I didn't
stop , afraid that if I stopped, I would never be able to walk again. I was afraid that if I stopped, I would pick her up. I walked forward without hesitation
, but all that lay ahead was darkness.

I walked for a long, long time, tears streaming down my face. I didn't know who I was crying for—for Su Xiuxiu, for Gu Zheng,
or for myself. I was such a fool; in the end, I was the one who got hurt. Now I had nothing left
, not even Su Xiuxiu.

When I finally saw the skyscrapers, I realized I had been walking all night. So I hailed a taxi, went to
the train station, bought a ticket to Handan, and headed north. On the train, I was in a daze, falling asleep and
waking up repeatedly. My hair was disheveled, and I hadn't shaved. People seemed to avoid me. I suddenly remembered a phrase: a wandering
third party .

I arrived in Handan around 8 p.m., and suddenly it started snowing. The ground looked like it was covered with
a silver carpet. The snowflakes drifted down, cool and refreshing against my cheeks. I took a deep breath,
knowing this wasn't a dream. Things that are too beautiful always make you wonder if you're dreaming.

I walked back to my dorm with my head down. This was the place I knew best. As soon as I opened the door, Zhao Rourou was having a
party by herself. She said, "Damn, Ma Aotian, you're back! Do you even know what day it is today?"

I shook my head and said, "No."

Zhao Rourou shouted, "It's Christmas Eve! A Christmas Eve party!
Don't miss the online dating event on Ganji.com!"

I looked down and said "Oh," then saw a beer on the table, picked it up, and downed it in one gulp. Zhao Rourou yelled,
"Damn it, that's mine! Don't you have any self-respect? If you want to drink, let Su Xiuxiu buy it for you!"

I shouted, "We broke up! Su Xiuxiu and I broke up!" A pang of
pain swept through my heart.

Zhao Rourou said casually, "You guys are just wasting your time, making a fuss over a holiday
. Look at all the breakups in the dorm, none of them actually broke up." Then she looked at my face and laughed, "Why is there still water? You weren't crying
, were you? That's hilarious."

"It's snowing outside, this is melted water," I said, wiping my face.

Zhao Rourou said, "I thought you wouldn't cry, I've never seen you cry."

I rubbed my eyes and asked, "Is there any more wine?"

Just as I finished speaking, Zeng Zhaoji brought over a case of beer and a big bag of peanuts. He said, "Christmas Eve
party, don't miss the Ganji.com matchmaking event."

Somewhat surprised, I said, "Huh, what's going on with you two?"

They looked at each other and smiled, "You're out, online matchmaking is trendy, and there are gifts to give away on Christmas Eve,
while supplies last."

I had never doubted or believed in homosexuality before, but today, I looked at them with suspicion. Zeng
Zhaoji said, "Ma Aotian, I know you can drink. I came here to drink with you."

I glanced at him and said, "There's no reason why I never drink."

Zeng Zhaoji made a face and said, "Ma Aotian, you've broken up? Who are you trying to fool? This excuse is enough to get you
drunk ."

I was startled and said, "Who the hell told you I've broken up?"

Zeng Zhaoji said slowly, "I saw Su Xiuxiu when I was buying beer. She was buying apples there,
a whole bag of them, a huge bag."

"She told you we broke up? Does she really mean it?" I nervously licked my lips.
Su Xiuxiu wouldn't tell everyone she broke up with me, would she? Maybe she did, but she
was heartbroken. It proves she still cares about me!

Zeng Zhaoji paused for a moment and said, "Damn, what is she talking to me about? Tang Qiming is carrying apples for her
." After saying that, Zeng Zhaoji opened a few bottles of beer. Hearing the name Tang Qiming, I was stunned for a moment, and then I recovered
and said, "Oh, you invited me to drink, right? How are we going to drink?"

Zeng Zhaoji said with a grin, "Anything is fine, I just want to drink with you." Later I realized
that drinking is like practicing martial arts. Everyone who thinks they're good enough wants to find someone to spar with. In ancient times, people debated swordsmanship at Mount Hua;
in our dorm, we debated drinking. In the middle of our debate, Zeng Zhaoji crawled under the table.

I was about to say, "Damn, that's not very impressive. It's only been a few rounds." Then I realized, "Oh no, this guy
is definitely testing my skills. Once he figures out my strengths, another expert can take me down." I blamed myself
for being careless and revealing my secret weapon. My secret weapon is to drink the wine in one gulp, without any hesitation. Then, as I drank,
my tongue became thick and I wondered why my alcohol tolerance wasn't so good today. In my hazy state, I realized I was the only
one drinking. Zhao Rourou grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into her mouth. Just as I was about to yell at her, I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I found myself squeezed into the same bed with Zhao Rourou. She was scrolling through her phone, saying, "Mer
rychristmas." I looked out the window at the clear, expansive sky, the snow on the ground over
a foot deep.

I put on my clothes and snapped, "You didn't do anything to me, did you?"

Without even opening his eyes, he said, "Damn, what can I do to you?"

I spat on the ground and said, "I seriously doubt your sexual orientation." Just as he was about to hit me,
I had already put on my shoes and gone out.

The snow on the ground was more than a foot deep, leaving footprints everywhere. I watched a group of people playing around in the snow,
and some boys building snowmen for their beloved girls and writing their names on them. I lit a cigarette and was walking
when Zhao Rourou called and said, "Ma Aotian, you talked a lot of drunken nonsense yesterday. I believe you're heartbroken, but if you
're coming back to sleep, you should at least bring your blankets. Who can stand two people sharing one blanket in the dead of winter?"

I said angrily, "Shut up, you motherfucker," and then hung up the phone. I rode a tricycle from the North Gate straight to Nanhu
Residential Area, that rather melancholic place.

I sighed and took out my keys. These were the keys Gu Zheng had left behind. Just as I was about to open the door,
it opened from the inside. A little girl poked her head out from inside, revealing a sweet smile, just like Gu Zheng had done when
Su Xiuxiu . I was so startled I almost jumped up. I was about to say, "Gu Zheng... why are you
back again?"

Chapter 035 I know

this girl well. But upon closer inspection, I realized this girl wasn't Gu Zheng. The girl coldly said, "Who are you? Why are you knocking on the door so
early in the morning ?"

I smiled awkwardly, looked up at the sun, and figured it was probably around 11 o'clock. I said,
"I'm here to get my things. My things are here."

She exclaimed, "Yours? Are you kidding me? There are only some flowers and plants here, planted by that bitch."

I was startled again. Could this girl be another candidate for Li Rugang's mistress after Gu Zheng?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel contempt for her. I said, "Hmph, who the hell is the bitch? You never know."

Ignoring her attempts to stop me, I rushed upstairs, letting out a long sigh of relief. So, Su Xiuxiu and I's
things were still there. Then I started tidying up our belongings. The girl stormed up, yelling, "
Don't touch anything ! Who the hell told you to move around like that?"

"These are mine, I can move them if I want," I said arrogantly, glancing at her.

The girl flew into a rage, shouting, "Stop right now! If you don't stop, I'm calling the police!"

I was instantly enraged. This mistress of yours is so arrogant!

In my anger, I started throwing things around, making a racket like a robber. She panicked.
She said, "Okay, I won't call the police, but I need to see your ID."

I immediately pulled out my ID and threw it at her, saying, "Look, look! Want revenge? I'll take you all."

The girl took it, her hands trembling violently as she said, "Ma Aotian? You're... Ma Aotian?"

I glanced at her and said, "Yeah, how about that? Pretty cool name, huh?"
A look as she said, "Ma Aotian, you bastard! Look who I am!"

I looked at her carefully and decided I didn't recognize her. Then I continued packing my things. She came over, snatched them away,
threw them on the ground, grabbed my face, and said, "You bastard, I'm Yang Qingqing."

The things in my hands immediately fell to the ground. A huge question mark flashed through my mind
like . I looked at her and said, "You're Yang Qingqing?" My mind was racing back to childhood memories.
Was this the Yang Qingqing I'd seen with my bottom in the toilet as a child?
The Yang Qingqing I'd done homework with and watched cartoons with?

And now she'd become unrecognizable. I noticed a faint black dot near her ear. I smiled
and said, "You really are Yang Qingqing. How could it be you? You, this house?" I suddenly felt afraid and started
stammering. I was afraid she was a victim like Gu Zheng.

"It's a long story. Have you eaten? I bet you haven't." Yang Qingqing smoothed her hair with her long, slender fingers.

"You guessed right." I laughed. Yang Qingqing was the prettiest girl in my class when we were little,
and now was even more slender and charming. I almost didn't recognize her.

"What are you looking at, you idiot?" Yang Qingqing waved her hand in front of my eyes, then went inside to put on
a leather coat, pulled out a bunch of keys, and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to coffee."

Before I could react, she grabbed my hand and led me out to a red Mazda 6 parked outside. It was a
brand new car with a shiny license plate. I felt dizzy; I'd never ridden in such a nice car before, and I'd never seen
such girl. I wondered if this was the legendary "beauty in a luxury car"?

After driving for a while, we stopped at a coffee shop called Milan Coffee. The waiter came over and asked what we wanted to order.
I casually flipped through the menu and said, "Anything."

Yang Qingqing skillfully took the menu and said, "Then two Irish coffees, with fresh milk, please."

I grabbed Yang Qingqing's face and said, "Qingqing, Qingqing, don't talk nonsense. I just want to ask you
one question: who is Li Rugang to you?"

She sighed and didn't answer. I thought to myself, Li Rugang is a real bastard, a beast,
not .

So I said anxiously, "Tell me quickly, or I'm leaving."

"Don't go, he's my father." Yang Qingqing seemed to have a lot of effort to say these words,
biting her lip as she looked at me.

Chapter 36 Rekindled Romance

I gasped in surprise, as if I'd swallowed an egg, and after a long pause, I said, "Isn't your father
Yang Guodong? Besides, why is your surname Yang and his is Li? So you've found a godfather?" I looked up
at her. I knew the rules of today's society; to avoid suspicion, wealthy men often take beautiful
girls to engage in disgusting human trafficking.

I stared at Yang Qingqing without blinking, as if trying to see into her beautiful face.

Yang Qingqing stuck out her tongue and said, "It's a long story. He's my biological father.
He dated my mother when we were in college, but he dumped her for her wealth and married that woman. My mother
was already , so she had to marry my stepfather. Now he suddenly remembers my mother and wants to bring her here.
My mother hates him, so she hasn't come. I'm here, do you understand?"

She spoke quickly, her hand gestures almost flamboyant. I nodded repeatedly. I said,
" I think I understand a little. So what are you here for?"

Yang Qingqing tossed her hair and gritted her teeth, saying, "Revenge."

I was taken aback and asked, "Revenge against whom?"

"Li Rugang." Yang Qingqing's eyes glanced into the distance, a hint of barely perceptible cunning in them, and then she...
I put my hand on my waist and tugged at my tight gray underwear.

Just then, the waiter brought over the coffee and asked, "Would you like to order anything? We have a special offer on order packages right now
."

I casually flipped through the menu without even looking at it and said, "Then I'll have a plate of stir-fried pork kidneys."

The waiter said apologetically, "Sir, I'm very sorry, this is a Western restaurant. We have steak, lamb chops, pork chops,
curry rice, salad..."

Before he could finish, I took a big gulp of coffee and said, "Do you have big plate chicken?"

The waiter shook his head and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, this is a Western restaurant..."

Yang Qingqing glared at him and said, "If you don't have it, can't you go out and buy it? Is this how you treat your customers?
Get the manager."

The waiter said fearfully, "Then please wait a moment while I go to Shen's Restaurant across the street to order for you, okay?"

I was about to say, "Don't bother," when Yang Qingqing tossed her hair and said, "The faster the better. I'll time you."
Then the waiter ran off.

"Yang Qingqing, why has your temper gotten so bad?" I chuckled, looking at Yang Qingqing's arrogant
demeanor.

"If I want revenge, I have to be ruthless first. I'm practicing being ruthless. See if I'm ruthless enough," Yang Qingqing
said coldly. She then chuckled, revealing two deep dimples. I recognized those dimples;
we used to do our homework together when we were kids. I had a collection of humorous stories with thousands of jokes. I would
secretly memorize them and read them to her, and she would laugh the whole time, her cheeks flushed red, revealing her deep dimples.

"Is that ruthless enough?" Yang Qingqing pressed. I thought to myself, she's really ruthless. But I couldn't say that.
I sighed and said, "Why bother?"

Yang Qingqing said viciously, "That Li Rugang already has a wife, and he keeps looking for more.
I heard he even found a 90s girl named Gu Zheng. Isn't that infuriating?" I was startled, and the small, white porcelain spoon
fell to the ground and broke with a crack. I quickly called a waiter to replace it.

"By the way, Ma Aotian, how are you doing? How did your things end up in that villa?" Yang Qingqing
suddenly remembered to ask me why I went to the villa.

"My girlfriend and I had a fight. Before that, we were renting that villa," I stammered, turning my head
to look out the window.

"What? Li Rugang rented the villa to you? Was it to cover for someone else?" Yang Qingqing's
eyes widened , as if I had known he was up to something.

I thought for a moment and said, "Probably."

Yang Qingqing laughed and said, "Li Rugang is really delusional. He didn't expect that bitch would run off with the stuff
. It's ridiculous, haha."

Hearing her speak ill of Gu Zheng, I felt inexplicably insulted. I suppressed my anger and said,
"Which bitch? Who's the bitch?"

Yang Qingqing was still smugly saying, "It's that Gu Zheng, isn't it her?" She was beaming with pride as if she had uncovered
a long-planned conspiracy.

I was furious at her disrespect for Gu Zheng, so I said, "Qingqing, shut up! What nonsense are you spouting? He's still
your father, after all. Don't you want people to laugh at you for calling him that?"

Yang Qingqing said bitterly, "But has he thought about us all these years? How has my mother lived? Just watch,
I'll make sure he's ruined. Ma Aotian, you don't need to move out. Just stay and live with me in the villa."

I hesitated for a long time before saying, "Well, actually..."

"What 'well' and 'that'? What's wrong? Are you looking down on me? Or do you think I'm trying to take advantage of you?" Yang Qingqing
tapped the table unhappily. Things are different now, definitely different. Her status has changed. Now, even tapping the table
is elegant, like a young lady from a wealthy family.

I quickly smiled apologetically and said to Yang Qingqing, "I absolutely didn't mean that. I'm just trying to make up with
Su Xiuxiu . I know she'll forgive me."

Yang Qingqing said, "Tch, who's stopping you from making up? Su Xiuxiu, what a nice name. Actually, I just
wanted you to give me some advice. You've always been full of clever ideas." I could only nod with a wry smile.

At this moment, the waiter had already brought back the stir-fried pork kidneys and braised chicken I ordered. Yang Qingqing also ordered a bottle of
Honghualang liquor, the kind that's advertised on TV. I suddenly felt like a central government leader. We
chatted about some things from our childhood, and we couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions. I could imagine Yang Qingqing wearing a floral dress when she was little
. I remember she also had a pair of bear-shaped underwear, which I secretly glimpsed.

We kept talking about cartoons, Calabash Brothers and Nezha. I didn't expect that she, who wasn't good at studying,
would remember so clearly.

I asked her if she remembered that bad boy, and she sighed, "He went to jail, probably for 23 years."

23 years, how long! Enough time for a young lad to grow into a middle-aged man. Thinking about it, it makes sense. What's so surprising about someone
spending 23 years in prison? I took a sip of my drink and asked her, "How did he get jailed?"

"Drinking, whoring, gambling, and robbery," Yang Qingqing said, a touch of sadness at the fleeting years.

I kept glancing out the window. Thick snow was falling from the rooftops, white as mist and light as sand
, creating a desolate and solemn scene. As I watched, I saw a man and a woman walk in. They were wearing scarves, covering themselves quite well.
The lighting in the café was soft, and the visibility wasn't great. In the middle was a large glass curtain wall. I
could see them, but they couldn't see me. When the woman took off her scarf, I realized it was Su Xiuxiu…

Su Xiuxiu and Tang Qiming sat facing each other, ordering a coffee I didn't recognize. We
rarely came to cafés like this, mainly because of money. A cup of coffee could easily cost me a week's worth of food. Thinking about it, I realized I hadn't given Su Xiuxiu anything luxurious
before . It suddenly dawned on me that today was Christmas,
a very important holiday in the West. I used to take Su Xiuxiu out for a big meal on this day. But
today, the leading man had changed.

When Su Xiuxiu celebrated her first birthday, I bought 50 yuan worth of fireworks and set them off on the bridge in the west campus. We
jumped and shouted, the huge flames piercing the winter night sky. Su Xiuxiu was so excited that she shed tears.
When the school security guards came shouting and cursing to catch us, I grabbed her hand and we ran away, my heart pounding
. We ran for over 2000 meters before we shook off them.

Su Xiuxiu, panting, told me that it reminded her of a TV series—"Love in Disguise." Looking at her flushed
cheeks, I couldn't resist kissing her. That was my first kiss, and Su Xiuxiu's too.

"Ma Aotian, drinking? I remember you used to steal your dad's wine when you were little." Yang Qingqing picked up her glass, pouted
her pink lips, and took a small sip.

I laughed wildly and said, "Hahaha, I've stolen so many things too—apples, watermelons, sweet potatoes.
What stolen?"

"Tch, you're so vain. You even called out to me when you stole the sweet potatoes. I was terrified. Do you know
how big that wolfhound was? Later, I twisted my ankle while running, and you carried me on your back. Did you carry me or hug me?"
Yang Qingqing grinned at me, her narrow eyes full of laughter.

"I carried you on my back. I wanted to hug you, but I didn't dare. I was afraid your mom would see and beat me." I
quickly clarified that carrying someone on your back and hugging someone are fundamentally different, even though they involve physical contact.

Yang Qingqing laughed again, revealing her sweet dimples, and said, "My mom can't bear to beat you either. Actually, she
likes ."

"Oh, is your mom alright?" I picked up a piece of food and put it in my mouth.

Yang Qingqing sighed and said, "It's not so good. My mother is teaching in the county town now, and my father's health
isn't good either. He runs a fruit stall. You don't need to steal anymore. Just come to my house and take it. We have everything—
apples, watermelons… Actually, I know you're not really stealing. You just like looking for excitement… What are you looking at, Ma
Aotian?"

Chapter 037 Drunken Sexual Misconduct

I couldn't help but look at Su Xiuxiu's table. Tang Qiming took out a delicate little box. If I wasn't
mistaken , it should be a ring. Su Xiuxiu smiled and shook her head. Because of the distance, I couldn't hear
what they were saying.

Tang Qiming also smiled, gentle and refined. Maybe they were talking about literature, while I've always been terrible at literature, knowing nothing about
poetry songs. Maybe they were talking about the future, but my future is a mess. Tang Qiming might say:
"Su Xiuxiu, I'll give you time to think about it. I'll wait for you."

"Hey, Ma Aotian, I'm talking to you!" Yang Qingqing angrily knocked on the table. The table was made of hardwood, and
the knocking had a rhythmic feel.

"Listen, didn't I give you all the apples I stole that time?" I sighed, still glancing at Su Xiuxiu and Tang Qiming
in the distance .

"I know you treat me well, I know all that, but you still stole my things..." Yang Qingqing's
cheeks flushed slightly as she tilted her head.

I was startled and said, "Your things? What good things do you have that I would steal?"

Yang Qingqing said, "You stole my heart."

At this moment, the waiter came over and asked, "Do you need anything else?"

"Another bottle of Honghualang, please." Yang Qingqing shouted with her head tilted up, "Don't bring the fake stuff, I can tell the difference between
real and fake."

I stopped the waiter and said, "Don't order any more alcohol, if you want coffee, bring two more cups."

Yang Qingqing continued, "I want to drink, I'm happy to see you, so I want to drink."

The waiter looked at us awkwardly. Just as I was about to say something, Tang Qiming and Su Xiuxiu
walked out of the coffee shop one after the other. They looked like a couple, and then my heart ached because I saw their hands
were clasped together.

The waiter quickly brought another bottle of wine. Yang Qingqing, her face flushed, said, "Ma Aotian, we must
unite and form that anti-fascist alliance! All imperialism is just a paper tiger!"

But I had no appetite for wine and poured it directly into my clothes, the liquid running down my sleeve and onto the floor. Yang Qingqing
raised another glass: "Let's celebrate our revolutionary victory in advance."

I casually poured that into my sleeve again. Yang Qingqing said, "There's one more glass. The revolution is not yet complete
, comrades still need to work hard. Let's encourage each other with this."

I snatched the glass away and said, "You can't drink anymore, that's too much. I'll drink it for you." Then I tilted my head back,
drained the glass, and casually slammed it on the table, saying, "Waiter, the bill."

Yang Qingqing said somewhat unhappily, "You haven't finished it yet. How much did you drink? It's not very strong, it
's like ..."

"Shut up, a girl shouldn't be so discreet." I made a shy face.

"Tch, do I need your help? Okay, waiter, the bill." Yang Qingqing, her face slightly flushed, swayed towards
the bar. Suddenly, she slipped as if about to fall. I quickly went over and supported her. Her waist was
very slender and supple, yet incredibly resilient. Yang Qingqing turned and smiled, saying, "Ma Aotian, I did it on purpose, just to give you
a chance to show off."

"Come on, beautiful lady, you need to take care of your health, be careful of a herniated disc." I let go of her hand, which
smelled of expensive perfume.

When I swiped the card, I was shocked. Damn, this meal cost over two thousand yuan, and Yang Qingqing
had over two hundred thousand yuan in her account. My heart was pounding the whole way. Luckily, there wasn't much traffic at this time of day, and
Yang Qingqing drove very slowly. It took more than half an hour to get to the villa.

I discovered the old tricycle parked at the entrance was gone. I was sweating profusely with anxiety. I rented it from the old man for
10 yuan a day. If it was lost, he would definitely try to extort money from me. How much would he make me pay? 100? 200
? 250? Damn it, if I have to pay 250, then I'm a complete idiot, because that tricycle isn't even worth 50
yuan .

"What are you looking for?" Yang Qingqing asked in surprise, turning off the engine and locking the door.

My eyes were still scanning the surroundings as I said, "Qingqing, do you remember the tricycle I rode here? The really old
one."

"Why are you looking for it?" Yang Qingqing shook her head in confusion and came over to pull my arm.

I said anxiously, "I'm not looking for it, it's the one I rented, and if it's lost, I have to pay for it."

Yang Qingqing smiled, her eyes crinkling, "Okay, okay, handsome, don't bother looking anymore. We can just buy a new
one It's just a tricycle. Come on, give me a hand." I could only sigh and then took
Yang Qingqing's hand as we went upstairs.

I noticed that Yang Qingqing had packed up all the sheets and blankets in Gu Zheng's room and replaced them with a brand new
set. Gu Zheng's flowerpots were also piled high, almost crushing the plants. I felt a pang of
heartache and moved them down to tidy them up.

By then, Yang Qingqing had changed into a nightgown; the neckline was low, revealing a hint of skin. Her hair was loose over
her shoulders, and her face was flushed from drinking. She looked incredibly charming. We sat facing each other on the sofa.

"Ma Aotian, what happened? A cute guy like you is hard to find these days," Yang Qingqing
said, lighting a cigarette and crossing one long leg, which was covered in dark gray stockings.

I took the cigarette pack and glanced at it. Holy crap, a pack of Nanjing 95 Supreme cigarettes costs over 100 yuan! My mom's so extravagant! I
pulled one out, lit it, and took a satisfying puff, saying, "It's a long story. Mom's so annoying. Love is such a hassle."

Yang Qingqing gave a disdainful smile and said, "That's why I haven't dated yet. If I did, I'd be too soft-hearted. To
get revenge you have to sever all romantic ties. I remember ancient heroes always said that.

" I didn't look at her; I was still immersed in the grief of losing my tricycle. Another week's worth of food money! I've spent enough this
semester . Every time my mom asks... When I was starving, I would grit my teeth and say, "
It'll do, it'll do," even though I didn't have enough money.

Yang Qingqing slowly put an arm around my waist and said, "Ma Aotian, look at me. Why are you always so
absent-minded? You're my assistant, my right-hand man. You helped me take down Li Rugang,
and I'll help you get revenge on any enemies you have."

I thought about it and realized I didn't have any enemies. Even Tang Qiming wasn't really an enemy. And then there was
that kid from the Chinese Literature Department during the last gunfight. Should I beat him up again? Sigh, I'm about to graduate. What am I doing messing around like this?

Seeing me remain silent with my head down, Yang Qingqing patted my shoulder and said, "Ma Aotian, don't be shy. Just tell me what you
want . Money is no problem, it's not money earned honestly anyway, it's taken from the people and used for the people. Fame
is no problem either, if you destroy Li Rugang you'll be a national hero, you'll be the pride of the people, hehehe, I know
you're doing this for a woman. Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and youth is a time for everything."

As she spoke, Yang Qingqing's face suddenly turned even redder, her red lips emitting a fragrant scent. She
hooked her arm around my neck and said, "Ma Aotian, I know you've always wanted to see me naked. I remember when I was little
, you were peeking from behind when I went to the toilet. You said you didn't see anything, do you think I'd believe you...?"

Damn it, why bring up the most sensitive topic? When I was little, I made a bet with some bad boy. I didn't have any thoughts about seeing women back
then , I was just trying to win that gun with a magazine.

So I blushed and stammered, "No way! I really didn't see anything!"

Yang Qingqing moved closer to me, blinked, and said, "Ma Aotian, you're lying. Even if you didn't see anything
, you still want to see. You were timid back then, but you're brave enough now, right? If you want to see me..."

I could only feel Yang Qingqing's rapid breathing, smelling of alcohol and the fragrance of her lips. Her cheeks were flushed, and her low-cut
dress revealed a small part of her lace bra. I felt my heart racing and my blood boiling. Since I started dating
Su Xiuxiu , we had never said anything too passionate, nor had we had any intense physical contact.
When we kissed, we had to be shy and cover up for a long time. But now, I felt my heart beating faster and faster.

Yang Qingqing shifted again, almost sitting in my lap, her face flushed. "Ma Aotian, ever since that day,
I've inexplicably developed feelings for you. I think I've fallen for you. I know you want to see me, just like now,
you want to hold me, don't you?"

Her voice was soft, like a mosquito's buzz, gentle, like cotton, sweet,
like H?agen-Dazs.

I wanted to stand up and run, but my feet felt rooted to the spot. Yang Qingqing stopped talking, but I could feel her
hands moving softly. Her pajamas had a round bottom underneath, which she gently lifted, releasing a wave of heat
. Then she squatted down, raising her leg and tearing at something with her hands.

"Ma Aotian, you've always wanted to see me, and I've always wanted you to see me… This is voluntary, actually
we …" Yang Qingqing's words drifted over like ethereal music, shy yet eager.

I could only smell a woman's fragrance wafting over, slightly tinged with the sweet and sour smell of urine,
followed by a white, viscous substance that stung my eyes. It was clearly a penis, mixed with a few strands of hair.
I shoved her away, my fingers touching the sticky, wet substance. I gasped, "We can't do this,
Qingqing, Qingqing, you, we can't do this..."

Chapter 038 The Beauty's Little Tricks

Yang Qingqing, pushed by me, fell to the ground and began to vomit. The pungent smell of alcohol assaulted my brain, and I started
vomiting too, my eyes turning red. Yang Qingqing had less in her stomach, so she finished first. She picked up her clothes and brought
me water. I rinsed my mouth, wiped my red eyes, and looked at her.

Yang Qingqing burst into tears, "Ma Aotian, you bullied me! You saw everything, you
touched everything... Ma Aotian, what are we going to do? Should we get married? What do you say...?"

I ran upstairs without looking back, bang bang bang, and locked myself in my room. Yang Qingqing came up and banged
on the door relentlessly, knock bang bang, knock bang bang.

As Yang Qingqing lifted her skirt and took off her underwear, my mind went blank. I only smelled a
faint fragrance, a subtle pungent odor, as if I had returned to more than ten years ago, when I saw her snow-white buttocks,
like a lightning bolt piercing my eyes.

Yang Qingqing was still banging, "Ma Aotian, open the door! Open it!"

"Yang Qingqing's revolution is not yet successful; I must cut off all personal feelings." I gasped for breath, my eyes rolling back.

Yang Qingqing yelled at the top of her lungs, "Ma Aotian, you must think I'm shameless, right? You hate me that much?
I was just drunk and confused. Let me explain! Open the door!"

"Just explain outside," I said, patting my
pounding chest. I was afraid that if I opened the door and touched that soft body, I wouldn't be able to control myself. Friendship
plus sex equals immature love.

After knocking for a long time, the door remained tightly shut. Yang Qingqing angrily snorted, "Pah! Ma Aotian, you bastard
, shameless! Open the door!"

I was furious. Shameless? A woman was naked in front of me and I didn't even look, touch, or
penetrate her. And I'm shameless? In a fit of rage, fueled by the lingering effects of alcohol in my stomach, I flung open the door.
Yang Qingqing, caught off guard, pounced on me. We lost our balance and fell onto the bed together. My hand
landed on Yang Qingqing's full breasts, feeling their softness and smoothness. Yang Qingqing then straddled me
, embracing me.

I, panting slightly, whispered awkwardly, "Qingqing, is this just a coincidence?"

Yang Qingqing continued straddling me, her lower abdomen pressed against my erection.
Her lower abdomen was incredibly soft and plump; I hadn't expected such a slender figure
to have such a large, warm, and slightly moist area. My heart fluttered, and I forgot to resist.

Yang Qingqing picked up a pillow and started hitting me while yelling, "Pah! You shameless person! You did it on purpose! You
did it !"

I covered my head and ignored her. Yang Qingqing got angrier the more she hit me. She saw a pair of glass mice on the bedside table, picked
one , and
smashed it on the floor with a loud crack. Shards scattered all over the floor. Just as Yang Qingqing was about to smash the other one, she noticed me looking at her angrily. I picked up the broken pieces of the mouse from the floor, and there was a note tucked in it—it said, "Su Xiuxiu loves
Ma Aotian.

" Yang Qingqing threw down the pillow, smoothed her hair, and said with a red face, "Oh, I didn't know it had that meaning
. Do you hate me?"

I sighed and said, "Stop fooling around, Yang Qingqing. We're all grown up now." Then Yang Qingqing pushed herself off the bed
and got off me, adjusting her lace bra and panties.

Yang Qingqing sat on the bed, took out a cigarette, lit one, and handed one to me. I lit the cigarette and snatched it from Yang Qingqing
's hand, saying, "Girls aren't allowed to smoke."

"Ma Aotian, you must hate me. Not only do you hate me, you're also superstitious. You think Su Xiuxiu doesn't love you
because I dropped that rat." Yang Qingqing grabbed the cigarette from my hand, took a drag, and blew it in my face.

She was right; that's exactly what I thought. Yang Qingqing said, "Ma Aotian, I'm sober now. I just
wanted you to know I'm not shameless, and I'm not a slut. I trust my body."

I turned my face away and said, "I didn't say you were shameless. Who dares say I messed with him?"

Yang Qingqing then smiled sweetly and said, "Then promise me one thing."

I shook my head and said, "I dare not seek revenge, I won't do anything illegal, and I don't understand matters between men and women."

Yang Qingqing laughed and said, "Pah, what matters between men and women? I mean, if that Su Xiuxiu doesn't
accept you, then after I get my revenge, give me a chance to pursue you." Before I could react, Yang Qingqing
smoothed her hair and touched my face, saying, "Okay, it's settled then." Then, still half-asleep, she adjusted
the lace straps of her dress and went downstairs.

Then I pulled out a note from the other mouse's belly. It said Ma Aotian loves Su Xiuxiu. I lit it with a lighter
. Screw all that love stuff. The stars outside the window were twinkling, as if mocking me. Just as I was about to go to sleep
, Yang Qingqing came up and knocked on the door again.

I was a little sleepy and impatiently said, "What is it now?"

Yang Qingqing said hurriedly, "Open the door first, it's urgent."

"Don't be silly, I've already taken off my clothes. I'm not in the mood today. I already took care of myself last night
." I laughed and rolled over.

"Hurry up, you idiot, Li Rugang is coming!" Yang Qingqing shouted.

I jumped out of bed and flung the door open. Yang Qingqing jumped into my arms again. I don't know if Yang Qingqing was
used to jumping on people or if I was used to hugging people, but we hugged very harmoniously. That alluring fragrance wafted into
my nostrils again.

As I was about to push her away, Yang Qingqing leaned closer and shushed me mysteriously, saying, "Don't move, the enemy
is approaching. Moving around will give us away." Actually, it didn't matter whether I moved or not. I just felt that Yang Qingqing was very
soft, and besides, I wasn't using any force, meaning it was actually Yang Qingqing hugging me.

I feigned surprise and hugged her, asking, "Where are the enemies? We need to get ready." Yang Qingqing
pulled an iPhone from her pajama pocket, opened a high-definition simulation interface, and saw a car speeding by.
I wasn't interested in racing and didn't know it was called Need for Speed, Karting, or Crazy Racing.

"I didn't ask you to play games. Where's Li Rugang?" I smiled awkwardly and casually pinched her butt.
I admit I couldn't remain chaste in front of a beautiful woman, and besides, pinching a butt wasn't a big deal.

Yang Qingqing wiggled her butt and jumped out of my arms, saying, "Look, the driver is Li Rugang. Is
n't it advanced? I bought this tracking device for 7,000 yuan."

I widened my eyes. Holy crap, no wonder the interface looked so real. I remembered a movie—
Death Race. I said, "That's so exciting! It would be even more exciting if I could control it."

Yang Qingqing smiled smugly, "Soon. In two years, as technology advances further, I'll be able to control it. I can
make it flip over or drift as I please." I sighed. What a fucking idiot. Does he think he's playing
a video game?

Yang Qingqing pointed at the car and shouted, "They're almost at Congtai District! He's definitely here to see Gu Zheng. You
kidnapped Gu Zheng, and now you want to kidnap his daughter and take over his villa!" I shuddered, "Who said that? That's not true." Yang Qingqing said, "That's the truth. He definitely thinks the same way, especially since you just broke up." I looked

at Yang Qingqing nervously and noticed she seemed a little gloating. She continued, "The best thing we can do now is to start a relationship. Love is great; no one can do anything to us." I was about to jump up Yang Qingqing reached out and pressed me down, saying, "It's all fake. Have you ever watched TV dramas? Fake relationships, fake marriages." I thought to myself, damn it, TV dramas are all fake but real. Which fake marriage didn't end up real? Which fake relationship didn't Yang Qingqing, aren't you just imitating someone? Taking advantage of someone in distress? As I was thinking, Yang Qingqing seemed to read my mind and said quietly, "I'm not taking advantage of you , it's up to you whether it works out or not." Just as I was about to jump up, the outer door creaked open, and Yang Qingqing and I simultaneously crawled into bed . The bed wasn't big, so I had to hold Yang Qingqing tightly in my arms. Yang Qingqing pinched my arm and whispered, "Things have come to this point, we're even sleeping in the same bed, so we have to start dating." I gritted my teeth and didn't say anything. A knock sounded on the door, and Li Rugang, suppressing his anger, said, "Young man, open the door, I need to talk to you." I yawned casually and stretched, saying, "Everyone's asleep, it's nothing important, let's talk about it tomorrow." "That Mazda outside belongs to Qingqing, she must be here, tell her to come out and see me," Li Rugang said coldly . Yang Qingqing pinched my arm under the covers, and I said painfully, "No, she's not here . There's no Qingqing, only Xiuxiu." "I have the key to this house. Get dressed and come downstairs. I'll wait for you in the living room." Then came the sound of leather shoes rushing downstairs; he was walking very fast, clearly quite angry. I glanced at Yang Qingqing; she shrugged , looking indifferent.

The night was deep. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see the water plants in the Zhanghe River swaying in the breeze. Li Rugang sat
on one side of the sofa, and Yang Qingqing and I sat on the other. We didn't speak for a long time. Li Rugang said with a stern face, "
Qingqing , stop fooling around. Go home."

"Go home? I don't have a home. Which home?" Yang Qingqing stared, not at all like she was talking to a parent
.

Li Rugang looked up and said slowly and methodically, "It's that two-bedroom apartment on Lingyuan Road.
What haven't I promised you? If you want a car, we'll get one right away. If you want a house, we'll have one."

"I don't want any of that. I want to be with him. I want this villa too." Yang Qingqing suddenly hugged me and nestled
in my arms.

Li Rugang took a drag of his cigarette and said, "No way, I've already found you a partner,
Qin Ruyang, the son of the director of the Cultural Bureau. I'll make a call and ask. If there are no objections, we'll get married next year." Then he glanced at me and said,
"What's so great about this guy that makes young girls so infatuated? Is he rich or powerful? He's
just a college graduate. Are college graduates scarce these days? In my department, you need a master's degree to even get an interview."

Yang Qingqing stomped her feet and said, "Pah! I don't want him! Qin Ruyang is short and fat, and his breasts are bigger than a woman's. I
want to date Ma Aotian. Look how handsome he is, tall and handsome."

Li Rugang snorted, "What's the use of being handsome? Can it put food on the table? Following a poor boy will only lead to suffering.
You'll know you made the right choice when you're driving a BMW and wearing a mink coat." He glanced at me a few more times as he spoke.
I didn't want to say anything. This was a conversation between an irresponsible father and a naughty daughter, and I originally had
no say in the matter.

Yang Qingqing stomped her feet and cried, "Pah! What right do you have to tell me what to do? You haven't cared about me for 20 years, and now you want
to? It's too late. Don't you think it's too late? You haven't even come back to see my mother for 20 years, what right do you have to lecture me…
"

Li Rugang flicked his cigarette ash, wiped his eyes, looking remorseful, and then said softly, "Alright,
Qingqing , Dad was wrong before. Now that you're back, isn't it? Dad doesn't have many children, only two girls. Everything I did
was for your own good." It turned out Li Rugang didn't have a son; no wonder he hoped his daughter would find a good boyfriend so he could take care of her in
his old age .

Although Yang Qingqing was still crying, I suddenly felt that she wasn't sad, but rather a little happy, and I
seemed to see her shallow dimples.

I suddenly realized how superfluous I was here. Yang Qingqing didn't hate Li Rugang as much as she said,
because after all, he was her biological daughter. It was as if this whole farce had started because of me.

Li Rugang stubbed out his cigarette and said, "Young man, I know you seem to have a girlfriend, a female college student, right? I'll just assume
Qingqing is being silly and bothering you. You can move out from now on, this is a small token of my appreciation." He then casually pulled out a wad of
cash and started packing my things. Actually, I was already planning to move out;
everything filling three bags. Li Rugang put the money on the bags and then gestured angrily at me, meaning I
could leave.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a sense of dignity being trampled on. I picked up the money, threw it on the ground, and gave them a disdainful look
. Yang Qingqing jumped out and grabbed me, saying, "Ma Aotian, hurry up and say we're in love! Say it!
Didn't we agree to be together? We agreed!"

I shook my wrist and said coldly, "Stop bothering me. I have things to do. I don't want your money."

Yang Qingqing hissed, "Ma Aotian, you bastard, you idiot, you bad guy! You broke your promise!"

I realized I couldn't lift those three bags anymore, mainly because there were 100 pounds of books inside. I tried three times
but couldn't move them. Li Rugang said coldly, "I'll send someone to deliver them to your school tomorrow. You can leave now.
I don't know why, but seeing you makes me feel annoyed."

I coldly retorted, "Me too. I don't know why, but seeing you makes me want to vomit."

I walked down the street in my down jacket. It turned out that the winter night in Handan wasn't very cold. The wind made the weather very
dry , like constipation, dry like an anal fissure, so dry it felt like I was about to bleed.

I wandered the streets like a lost soul. In such a desolate night, where could I go? To my horror, I couldn't even find a
taxi .

I thought revenge was just Yang Qingqing's excuse; who would seek revenge on their own father for no reason? A cold wind
blew The wind blew right in my face, and my snot was sticky on my face. I reached into my pocket for tissues and pulled out
a business card. The card had a blond foreigner on it, whose Chinese name was Cucumber. I remembered—it was
the foreigner who .

I thought for a moment, then took out my phone and dialed. Holy crap, it went through!

Chapter 040 The Foreigner's Pet

A voice with a slightly accented American accent came from the other end: "Hello, who is this?"

I realized I'd done something stupid because I didn't know how to answer. I stammered for a while, "I
'm that homeless third party."

The person on the other end immediately became excited: "Very good! I've been looking for you for days! Where are you?"

I shrank back and said, "I'm…" I looked around at the dark surroundings. I couldn't very well say I was on the road
, so I asked back, "Where are you?"

Cucumber said, "I'm in Handan. " "The area is being demolished."

I rushed over without stopping. Huang Shenggua was shining a flashlight around, chewing something.
He opened his arms to welcome me, saying, "Hello, third party, you've finally arrived."

I shrank back and said, "Stop talking nonsense, where do I live? I'm cold." Then I turned around and saw a large
tent . The tent was huge, with steel wire locks securing the corners. The outside of the tent was made of leather with bright red tassels,
and the inside was cashmere. Before Huang Gua could greet me, I dove into the tent, and then a large white dog
pounced on me.

Huang Gua laughed and whistled, shouting, "Alpaca, let go! Alpaca, let go! sit down,
relax." Then the big dog sat down to the side, licking its lips.

Inside the tent, there was a large iron kettle filled with hot water, which was constantly radiating heat, and a blue
off-road motorcycle. The ground was covered with thick straw, and on top of that was a large sheepskin. I opened my mouth in surprise and said, "
What did you call this dog just now?"

"Alpaca, it's very well-behaved, so you can call it 'Good Boy' too." Cucumber smiled and stroked the dog's
head , and the dog obediently stuck out its tongue to lick his hand. I know that foreigners usually just pick names randomly, but I
was still curious and asked him why.

Cucumber casually said, "This is a sheepdog, a bit hunchbacked, so it's called an alpaca. Because it's
so well-behaved, it's also called 'Good Boy.' Here, there's some hot milk. I'll get you a cup."

I took it and drank a couple of sips. It felt quite different from what I'd had before. Foreigners are so honest; the milk
isn't diluted with water and there's no melamine. Seeing my ravenous expression, Cucumber enthusiastically said, "Drink as much as you want
, it's fine. Alpacas can usually produce two pounds of milk a day."

I almost threw up. I jumped up and yelled, "What?! This is dog milk?!"

Cucumber proudly said, "This isn't an ordinary dog. It's a sheepdog. In the process of herding sheep, it
developed , so it's an intelligent dog. It produces milk and guards the house."

I was furious. This foreigner was playing a trick on me! I was just trying to find the most vicious words to curse him.
Cucumber then shook his head and said, "It didn't produce milk before, it was just really big. Later, I did
a little , connecting its mammary glands to its bladder, and its bladder to its urethra. As a result, it started producing milk, especially in winter. When the north
wind blows, it produces milk like crazy. I think it's a patented technology..."

I immediately ran outside the tent and started vomiting. I said something was wrong, there was a urine smell. I
thought pure milk smelled like that, damn it, it was dog pee, damn it... I vomited until my eyes were red.

Cucumber came over and patted my back, saying, "Don't get excited, third party. I don't even know your name."

"Damn it!" I looked at his blond hair with red eyes.

Cucumber paused, then said, "'I'll fuck your grandpa' is a strange name. Aren't your names usually only
two or three characters long?"

I retorted angrily, "I'll fuck your grandpa! I'm not calling myself 'I'll fuck your grandpa.' You can call me 'Master Ma.' Give me dog
piss to drink, and I'll fight you to the death!"

Cucumber chuckled and said, "Hahaha, this is just a concept. I have this idea, but it hasn't been
implemented , so the milk you just drank is still goat milk." Before he could finish speaking, a large
goat jumped out from behind the tent. It was huge, with very large hooves.

I asked another really tough question: "What's this sheep's name?"

Cucumber chuckled and said, "It used to be called an alpaca because it's a bit hunchbacked, but now it's called 'I
'll fuck your grandpa.' I think that name sounds really badass, don't you think?"

Before I could even reply, another big white sheep jumped out from behind, with towering horns. I couldn't help but
shout, "Awesome!"

Cucumber clapped his hands excitedly and exclaimed, "Great, great, great, this sheep is called Awesome!"

I wiped my mouth, glanced at Cucumber, and said, "Are you planning to let the alpaca and 'I'll fuck your grandpa' have genetic exchange?"

Cucumber glanced at me and said, "Exchange my ass! Have some common sense, can different species communicate?" " I
was just teasing you. I wanted to cheer you up since you were unhappy, and look, you're happy now."

I laughed and scolded, "Cucumber, you're really yellow, not just in your melon but also in your heart."

Then we went into the tent, and Cucumber spread out a sheepskin. I lay down on it, and it felt like a campfire party from
my childhood . I remembered once at a campfire party when I was little, I fell asleep in my teacher's arms. At that time
, the female teacher had just graduated from university and wasn't married yet. Not long after I lay down on her, she got married. I guess she loved
children so much and wanted a child of her own. After the teacher got married, she didn't come to school. Yang Qingqing was still waiting for
the teacher to hold her, but the teacher didn't come, so I held her for her.

The next day, a rumbling sound woke me from my dream. A huge bulldozer was pushing over the broken
walls . Cucumber cooked a pot of radish soup. I said, "I didn't expect that construction would still be going on in the middle of winter." Cucumber said, "Yes, it's
a ruin, getting more and more of a ruin. This ruin is beautiful." I took the radish soup and drank it down in big gulps,
then wiped my mouth and watched Cucumber feed his three pets: an alpaca, a cow, and "Damn it!

" "Cucumber, why are you called Cucumber?" I asked, biting into a crispy roasted sweet potato.

He glanced at me and said, "Because my fur is very yellow and I'm tall, like a cucumber."

"Aren't cucumbers green? Are American cucumbers yellow?" I couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief;
in my mind, cucumbers had always been green.

Cucumber stopped fiddling with the shelf and said, "What you see is unripe. Ripe cucumbers are yellow, and
when they're old, they're a brilliant yellow." Cucumber finished speaking and gazed absently into the distance, where the rising sun painted
the sky a vibrant red. I suddenly thought of Wang Shiyang and Li Rugang; they were both very "yellow. "

Cucumber had a photo album filled with pictures of various ruins, labeled with locations and dates, including Iraq and
Afghanistan . There were only a few pictures of Wenchuan; Cucumber said that the rules there were very strict, and you couldn't just take pictures there unless you were a CCTV
member or a party member. I was the only person there, my hair disheveled against the wind, blood streaming down my face, pushing my old bicycle
in the sunset.

The machines roared as they toppled another wall, leaving hundreds of meters around littered with broken walls and debris. The
dog named Alpaca ran over, licking its lips. As Cucumber had said, it was indeed very well-behaved and would eat anything—
roasted sweet potatoes, boiled radishes, rotten vegetable leaves, garbage from plastic bags—but it would never eat excrement,
avoiding it at all costs.

The saying goes, "A dog can't change its nature of eating excrement," a phrase that had existed in my mind for thousands of years.
Could it actually be wrong?!

"Eating excrement is an insult, not about whether it tastes good or not," Cucumber said, squatting on the ground, fiddling with a broken
pebble.

I thought there was an ancient emperor named Goujian who ate excrement, but I didn't tell Cucumber. First, there's a cultural
difference , and second, he would definitely say, "Goujian? How despicable!"

For two or three days in a row, Huang Gua and I went around taking pictures of ruins. Everywhere there were slogans like "Large-scale demolition promotes large-scale construction,
" "Large-scale construction promotes great change," "For the benefit of the people,
"
and "Everyone is responsible for the construction of the motherland." Huang Gua's DSLR camera was fantastic, and his off-road motorcycle was great to ride. I suspected his photography skills had reached international standards because he could tell the time, direction, and even wind speed from the lighting effects in a picture, and he would
give each photo a very poetic title.

I encouraged him, saying, "You could find a photography job in China, or become a director or something; you can make a living doing
anything ."

Huang Gua looked at me disdainfully and said, "I don't eat shit."

Actually, Huang Gua's purpose in coming to Handan was to see the Zhao Wangcheng Ruins, the only
undeveloped site that preserves its ancient charm. My graduation project was to design a museum for the Zhao Wangcheng Ruins.
The museum, but I haven't figured out how to design it yet.

Huang Gua's passport expires after the New Year. In China, an expired passport is a real headache; the government will make you
pay to renew it. Paying isn't the problem, the problem is getting it done. Huang Gua's motorcycle needed eight stamps to
be allowed on the street. How many stamps does it take to get a passport? Twenty? Thirty? So we absolutely have to
take pictures of Zhao Wangcheng before our passports expire. We thought about it and decided to go tomorrow.

The temperature suddenly dropped the next day. Huang Gua lent me a thick sheepskin vest, and he wore one himself.
I said with difficulty, "Let's not bring these three pets; they'll be a hassle to manage."

"How can that be? It's not easy to come to the ancient city. Besides, they're not pets, they're my friends.
They need to see the world, right, alpacas?" Huang Gua whistled unhappily.

The alpaca bleated twice symbolically, and I said, half-laughing and half-crying, "Fine, you win, you outnumber us."

We walked to Zhao Wangcheng, where the gatekeeper rudely stopped us, saying, "Halt! Sheep grazing is prohibited here."

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