[Tea] (The End) Author: Dallas Calf

Author: Dallas Little Cow
Word Count: 4200

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The tea leaves

lay on the bed. I took a deep drag on my cigarette, the smoke drifting faintly in the space before me, seemingly
telling a story of loneliness.

My gaze fell upon an exquisite teapot on the bedside table.

The teapot contained tea leaves, a type that always stirred up my melancholy during the New Year. It was Longjing tea from
West Lake . My wife knew I liked tea, but she didn't know why I liked Longjing.

"Hey, why are you always lying in bed smoking?" a coquettish voice came from beside me.

I laughed and said, "It's the New Year... just one puff..."

My wife squinted, "I wonder who promised me they'd only smoke half a pack a day?"

I stubbed out the cigarette with a bitter face, "Sigh, I really don't know how I'm the head of this household, I don't even have the right to smoke
..."

My wife leaned closer to me and said softly, "It's precisely because you're the head of the household that I worry about your
health . This family depends on you to hold it together."

I stroked my wife's long hair. She wasn't a stunning beauty, but she was understanding, gentle, and kind—
definitely a good wife.

"Is our son asleep?" I asked.

My wife nodded and said, "Speaking of sleeping, that little guy probably inherited your genes; he can
fall asleep the moment he lies down, hehe."

I deliberately put on a serious face and said, "My son naturally inherited my genes, otherwise how could he grow up to be so handsome!"

My wife laughed, "Alright, alright, a five-year-old child doesn't care about being handsome or not, he's just vain."

I hugged my wife tightly and sighed, "I don't expect my son to become rich or a high-ranking official. As long as he
grows up healthy and happy and becomes a good person, I'll be satisfied."

My wife also nodded with deep feeling.

Many times, a woman's voice through her nose is more captivating than her voice, and more likely to arouse a man's desire.

My hand touched my wife's buttocks, gently kneading that round spot.

My wife's face flushed, and she murmured, "We just...we just did that yesterday, and you're already acting up again."

I carefully examined the woman in front of me; there seemed to be faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. These
crevices of time were filled with the hard work of managing this family!

"I love you, my wife," I said, gazing tenderly at her.

She didn't speak, but slowly closed her eyes. She always closed her eyes at this point because
I always liked to do this with the lights on, something she had protested against many times. But deep down, she was a very traditional
woman; though unwilling, she eventually yielded. When she closed her eyes, it meant I could do whatever I
wanted .

I quickly undressed us both. My wife's skin was so smooth, I couldn't resist touching it. I kissed
her earlobes, her neck, and her small breasts. When we first got married, she was truly stunning, but
after years of my caresses, although still small, they were quite attractive.

As I caressed her, her delicate body gradually softened, and her breathing became rapid. I felt she
was enjoying it, but she kept her mouth tightly shut, refusing to moan. I had done my foreplay, intermission, and afterplay, but she
never seemed to experience the kind of blissful ecstasy described in books. For years, she wouldn't even perform oral sex.
When I pressed her, she would plead with me, her face filled with sorrow, to let her retain some dignity. Good heavens, what does this
have to do ? But whenever I saw her pitiful expression, I couldn't bring myself to force her.

Perhaps in her eyes, sex was a sacrifice, an obligation for a wife to satisfy her husband. I told her that
sex should be an equal enjoyment for both partners, that she should open her heart and release freely, but I couldn't change her
mind.

My penis was already erect, not very long, probably the average length for an East Asian man. I guided
it, aimed, and plunged into my wife's warm, moist vagina.

My wife's vagina seemed tighter these past few years. I knew she had read many books on postpartum care
; perhaps some of them taught how to tighten the vagina? I asked her several times, but she always blushed and refused to answer.

I rode on top of my wife, listening to her soft moans escape her throat.
This had been done countless times, becoming a mechanical repetition. I looked up and saw the
teapot filled with Longjing tea. Time and space seemed to distort, transporting me back ten years. The woman beneath me also
changed . I screamed "Ru!" in my heart and ejaculated inside my wife.

Ten years ago, I had just graduated from university and was supposed to be assigned to a poor mountain village in the north. But young and ambitious,
I was determined to try my luck, so I boarded a train south and eventually arrived in Shenzhen.

Shenzhen Special Economic Zone, the place with the highest per capita income in the country, a legendary
immigrant . I was full of ambition. With my bachelor's degree, which was still quite valuable in the early 1990s,
surely I could establish myself in this city?!

"I'm sorry, we only hire women for this secretary position."

"Oh? You graduated with a management degree, but that doesn't seem to be a good fit for our job."

"Well, sir, you can go back now. We'll let you know when we have news."

"I'm sorry..."

It's almost Chinese New Year, but I'm still wandering the streets of Shenzhen. My money is almost gone, and I still haven't
found a job. Am I really going to end up washing dishes? Sigh, the future is uncertain, I have no one to rely on, I really
underestimated society.

The night is deep, the dark sky shrouding the earth and my heart. After a long and
tiring journey, my body is exhausted. But I don't want to sleep, I don't want to go back to that ten-yuan-a-bed
doghouse.

Maybe...maybe my decision to go south was a mistake...

Sigh, I'll find somewhere to wander around. The hazy night led my leaden steps, and I
unknowingly walked into some kind of trade fair.

There, I met Ru.

She was a beautiful girl from Suzhou and Hangzhou, exuding a faint melancholy that made her incredibly endearing.

I stopped in front of the stall selling Longjing tea, my gaze fixed on this angelic girl
, unable to look away.

Ru noticed my gaze, secretly glanced at me, then blushed and shyly lowered her head.
"Sir," she whispered, "this...this is high-quality Longjing tea...if..."

I took a sip of the tea she offered, and an indescribable warmth seeped into my heart, seemingly
sweeping away all my long-standing weariness. I held the warm teacup tightly in both hands, as if holding something precious.

That's how I met her; her name was Ru.

Two young hearts quickly connected. We ate the cheapest beef brisket noodles together, and went to the mountains
to count stars. I let her lean on my shoulder, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her delicate body. In
the most difficult days, Ru gave me the courage to keep striving; she walked hand in hand with me through the most arduous
path.

"Ru! I finally found a job!" I shouted excitedly, lifting her soft body and spinning her around
.

Ru's pretty eyes shone with joy, but then dimmed.

"What's wrong? Little darling, is something on your mind?" A sense of unease washed over me.

Ru buried her head in my arms, sobbing, "I...I have to go...I have to go back to Hangzhou..."

"What?"

It turned out that Ru's company felt its development in Shenzhen wasn't ideal and was preparing to withdraw its investment.

As an employee, Ru had no choice but to go back to Hangzhou.

Her shoulders heaved, and she sobbed incessantly, her glistening tears wetting my shoulder. I stood there blankly,
unsure what to say. I simply held her tightly in my arms, feeling her warmth.

In this simple rented room, it was just the two of us; in this southern Chinese city, it seemed like only the two of us existed;
even the whole world seemed to have shrunk to just the two of us, tightly embracing.

And yet, all we had left was this warm embrace.

Who says you don't care about forever, only about having had it? No, no, absolutely not! I want to be with Ru
forever, always together!

Suddenly, Ru raised her head, a brave glint in her pretty eyes. "I...I...I'm not...leaving
tonight ..."

"What?"

"I...I'll give you everything..." Her voice, barely a whisper, was like a
thunderclap !

"Ru...you..."

She nodded quietly, without speaking. At that moment, words were unnecessary.

That night felt like a dream, unreal. My hot, clumsy hands removed her white dress. She trembled slightly, her snow-white body gradually exposed to my gaze
amidst the alluring trembling . Her skin was white, as soft as a baby's. Her cup-shaped breasts weren't large, but their shape was beautiful. Especially that rosy nipple, seemingly sensing my aggressive gaze, had hardened slightly. My hand involuntarily grasped it; so soft. So this is what a woman's body is like. An indescribable feeling washed over my hand; I bet nothing in the world could feel more exquisite. Ru covered her eyes with her hands, her trembling intensifying. My first encounter with a woman was incredibly impulsive; my penis was unbearably hard. Without much foreplay, I started wildly thrusting into her alluring vulva. But I didn't even know how to position myself properly, and with her legs tightly closed, I couldn't get it right. After a long struggle, I finally managed to part her legs, and my erection finally found its target. Ru seemed to sigh softly, perhaps lamenting what she was about to lose. At that moment, I felt almost reverent, as if I were about to perform a sacred act. So tight! I could barely squeeze in. Ru cried out, "Ah—," seemingly in great pain. But my mind was already racing with desire; I thrust hard, and even though Ru's vagina wasn't wet enough, it went in almost completely in. Ru screamed, her face turning deathly pale. An indescribable warmth and tightness enveloped me. I was about to ejaculate, and with a few more thrusts, I released all my semen inside her. Our first time together lasted twenty seconds… Though inexperienced, I knew a man shouldn't finish so quickly… My face must have looked utterly dejected then. “I'm sorry…” Ru’s face was still pale, but with a smile. Not a mockery, but a pure . At that moment, she seemed like a beautiful and moving ambassador of Guanyin. That night, I promised her that once I had a stable career, I would go to Hangzhou to marry her. We made a vow never to be apart. However, after more than half a year, when I arrived in Hangzhou, weary from my journey, intending to fulfill my promise, she told me she had fallen in love with someone else and wanted to break up with me. She left me only a small packet of tea, the Longjing tea we drank when we first met. I was stunned. I couldn't believe that our vows of eternal love had turned to dust so quickly. I couldn't believe that the gentle and beautiful Ru was such a fickle woman. But I had no choice. In a strange land, I couldn't verify the truth of the matter. More importantly, my sexual pride prevented me from getting entangled. What's the point of a man dragging things out? If it's a breakup, it's a breakup! So, I returned to Shenzhen, met my current wife, and quickly married her. To my surprise, shortly after our marriage, I received tea from Ru again. Once a year, Ru sent me tea ten times. I would brew the tea she sent countless times, even when it became as weak as water, I couldn't bear to throw it away. But I never understood why Ru, who had proposed breaking up, would do this. This year, I couldn't hold back any longer. I lied to my wife, saying I was going on a business trip, but I went to Hangzhou . I wanted to see Ru one more time and ask her why. But I tried everything to find her, and finally only found Ru's mother, so I begged her to take me to see Ru. Ru's mother sighed deeply, took me to the cemetery, and told me that Ru was dead. After returning Ru was diagnosed with leukemia. To avoid burdening me, Ru pretended to break up with me. Is it raining? Why are my eyes wet? It's not raining. Ru's mother's eyes are also wet. She sighed, "That silly child begged me to send you tea every year because she could never forget you." Is it raining? But whether it is or not doesn't matter anymore, because the sky has already collapsed.

When Ru needed me most, I left her. Now, all I have left is tea…
…

Back home, I sat slumped, my heart seemingly dead. Just then, my wife walked in and
said, “Hey, I bought you some tea, it’s Longjing…”

I suddenly stood up, hugged my wife tightly, embracing the happiness I now possessed…

[The End]

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