【A Woman's Mole】(17-19) Author: Bo Bo Xiong Yong

Author: Bobo Xiongyong
Word Count: 10008

(Seventeen)

With half a month left in the summer vacation, under the guidance of Teacher Zeng, I wrote a
paper . In my opinion now, the paper was very rough, and many details were not handled well. However, when I printed it
out and handed it to Teacher Zeng, her five-year-old daughter was playing games in front of her office computer. She was very quiet and
quietly noticed my presence.

After reading it once, she said, "Hmm, not bad. Put it here for now, and I will revise it for you when I have time." After that, I forgot
about it and thought that Teacher Zeng was just saying it. Before leaving, she asked me to write
down the bank card number of the school, saying that she would give me the labor fee for this period of time after the start of the semester. She also asked if I still had money. If I didn't have enough, she
could lend me some now. I quickly waved my hand and said that I did, and then left quickly.

"Are you still at school? Is it convenient for you to pick me up?" A few days before the start of the semester, I was sleeping in the library with the air
conditioning when I suddenly received a call from Yan Ji.

I quickly spotted her at the exit, because she was wearing the exact same clothes she had left in.

Taking her luggage, I joked, "This should be your boyfriend's job, right..."

She playfully kicked me, scolding, "Why don't you want to?"

"Hmm? I do. I just don't know if you mean being your boyfriend, or doing what a boyfriend should do?
Haha ," she said, then couldn't help but laugh.

"Dream on!" she said, covering her mouth and laughing too. "

Delicious, so delicious!" In Yan Ji's dorm, I ate the dates she had brought,
exclaiming .

"Right?" she said, sitting in a chair, smiling as she watched me wolf down my food.

Unlike half a month ago, our positions had switched; I sat on the table, one foot on
the ladder to the bed, the other on the floor, enjoying my meal.

"Don't eat too much, it's hard to digest! Take a bag, eat it back home," she said thoughtfully, having packed
several .

"Wait here for me, I'm going to take a shower, I'll treat you to dinner later!" she said, seemingly disgusted by her
own smell, sniffing herself.

"That's not a good idea..." I reluctantly declined.

"What's wrong with it? They're not back yet, just wait here, they'll be back soon," she said, then
started packing her shower gear and left.

The sound of her slippers on the concrete floor disappeared at the end of the corridor. I turned to look at her dorm room, something I'd been too embarrassed to observe
before .

Each bed had curtains drawn, creating a private space. I suddenly realized there wasn't
much to see ; everyone had rolled up their mattresses. Bored, I smoked a few cigarettes, finally waiting for Yan Ji to return.

Her long, wet hair cascaded down her shoulders, soaking a large patch of her pajamas. She
picked up a hairdryer, seemingly oblivious to my presence, and tilted her head to dry her hair.

"Come here and help me dry the back," she gestured with her chin towards me.

The fresh scent of shower gel wafted into my nostrils with the warm air. My fingers inadvertently brushed against her scalp, giving me
a long-lost feeling. A hidden desire within me began to rise, and my penis involuntarily hardened.

I looked at her bare, rounded shoulders and slender neck from behind, with a light downy hair.
A few strands of hair clung to her alluring, delicate collarbone, pressed tightly against her chest by the hairdryer.

"Hmm, all done!" she said sweetly, turning to take the hairdryer.

Then, she bent down to put it in the drawer, and coincidentally, in that instant, her protruding
buttocks brushed against my erect penis.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, jumping and turning around, her gaze lowered to my crotch.

The hem of her knee-length nightgown swung in the air in a circle as she turned, revealing her
snow-white .

I wished there was a crack in the ground I could disappear into!

Her face, still slightly flushed from her shower, quickly flushed a dazzling red. Seeing me standing there awkwardly
and unsure what to do , she suddenly covered her mouth and giggled.

To my surprise, she giggled and placed her hand on my erect penis, asking, "Am I pretty?"

"Mmm!" I nodded vigorously.

"Do you like it?" she asked, revealing her two small canine teeth, but these teeth were no longer cute; instead,
they made the hairs on my body stand on end.

"Mmm…" I nodded cautiously.

Her hand, however, pulled down my shorts and reached inside, grasping my erect penis. "Pretty big!
What does it want?" she said, squeezing my penis tightly while bringing her mouth close to my chin, her hot breath making it
almost impossible for me to breathe.

I don't know where I got the courage, but looking into her moist eyes, I said, word by word, "It~ wants~ to~
fuck~ you!"

She chuckled again, then parted her red lips seductively, "Come on, come fuck your sister!"

My brain buzzed, but my body uncontrollably embraced her, lowered my head to kiss her alluring red lips, and
desperately sucked and savored them.

She skillfully masturbated me, my penis growing harder and thicker in her warm palms.

"Close the door!" she said, gently pushing my face away, panting.

I kicked the door behind me, and with a loud "bang," the door slammed against the frame after a gust of wind.

"Fuck me!" she said, holding onto the iron ladder beside her, sticking her buttocks out.

I yanked open her nightgown; underneath, she was completely naked, her snow-white, full buttocks swaying so much that I felt dizzy.
Excitedly, I grabbed her buttocks, one hand guiding my throbbing penis, rubbing it against her already wet vaginal opening
a few times before thrusting in forcefully.

"Oh!..." she moaned softly, almost inaudibly.

I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, the impact of our bodies making a slapping sound. Although the bed and cabinet were one piece,
they still creaked and swayed with each thrust.

"Slow down! It's too loud, someone will hear!" she said, turning her head away, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, biting her lower lip
to try and suppress her cries.

"No one's around, school hasn't started yet, what's there to be afraid of!"

"Oh... ah... so good! Harder!" she began to
moan , her slightly damp hair disheveled and cascading down her back, bobbing up and down with her movements.

"Fuck me harder!" she commanded in a low voice, and I felt the intense pleasure of her vaginal contractions.

"Do you like me fucking you like this?" I asked, panting, as I rubbed her plump buttocks with both hands.

"Mmm, I like you fucking me, yes, fuck me like this, harder, deeper, oh... your
cock is so hard! It feels so good!" Her buttocks moved back and forth in rhythm with mine, trembling and creating
waves.

Perhaps because I hadn't had sex in a long time, or perhaps because of the unfamiliar and
tense , I felt myself about to ejaculate very quickly. Just before I was about to ejaculate, I quickly pulled out
my penis, pressed it against her anus, and sprayed out while my whole body trembled.

"Mmm...?" Yan Ji let out a long, unsatisfied moan, turned her head, and looked at me with hazy and lewd
eyes saying, "Why so fast?"

I smiled sheepishly.

She squatted down, grabbed my still-erect penis, and swallowed it whole, working hard to suck and spit it out.
Soon, my penis was as hard and thick as before. She hurriedly bent over, one hand holding the glans, and
thrust her hips back, swallowing the glans into her body.

"Oh...so good!" she sighed with relief.

I didn't move, letting her move back and forth with her hips up and down, my penis drawing out the fluid from her vagina
with a squelching sound.

"You move, come and fuck me!" she said, panting wearily, pouting at me.

"Is it good?" I asked, thrusting my penis in deeply.

"Mmm, it feels so good! Your cock is so hard!" she moaned in response.

"It's a cock!" I thrust in again.

"Mmm, your cock is so hard! It feels so good!" she nodded quickly.

I stopped talking and began to focus on admiring her buttocks, my fingers occasionally tracing her anus. Her anus, freshly
washed, was clean, its fine folds spreading outwards from the center. Though a little dark, it wasn't
unsightly . I could hear her suppressed moans, the air filled with the slapping sounds of our bodies colliding. The lingering
smell of cigarettes, mixed with the scents of semen and vaginal fluid, was a jumbled mess, indistinguishable yet strangely
familiar sensation.

"Faster! Harder! Fuck me harder!... Ahhh... I'm coming, harder!" she
cried biting her hair, saliva wetting the ends, turning her head to command me with wanton moans.

She lay limp on the table, her buttocks still arched back, eyes closed, panting heavily. I
grabbed her waist to prevent her from slipping off the edge, continuing to thrust my penis.

"Hmm? Why haven't you come yet?" her voice was barely audible, almost inaudible amidst the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh
.

"It's okay, just lie there!" I breathed heavily, also on the verge of climax.

"Tell me when you're going to cum, but don't cum inside..." she said, then fell silent, letting me thrust
into her vagina, only occasionally letting out moans that were hard to tell if it was from pain or pleasure.

"I'm almost there!" I patted her buttocks.

"Mmm, I can feel it, it's even harder!" she said, lifting her head to look back at me,
a few , her eyes somewhat dazed.

She knelt down again, taking my hard penis into her mouth, her small hands holding the shaft, quickly swallowing and releasing
the glans , until I held her head down and ejaculated streams of semen into her mouth. My

penis slowly shrank and softened in her mouth, quickly slipping out. She opened her bright
red lips , revealing the milky white semen in her mouth, and asked indistinctly, "Do you like it when I do this?"

"I love it! I've never done this before!" I knew she was asking me to see her with semen in her mouth.

She spat the semen into the trash can and went to brush her teeth.

I finally pulled up my shorts, sat down in the chair, drenched in sweat, and suddenly laughed involuntarily.

Everything that had just happened seemed unreal, like a scene from a dream, only
the semen stain on the ground confirmed it was real. The pool of semen had long since
dissolved in the oxygen, leaving only an irregular ring of water.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked, standing in front of me, wiping her face.

"Nothing, just feels a little unreal..." I looked up, my pajamas
soaked , clinging haphazardly to her chest.

"Hmm? Really?" she asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Yeah, I thought you wouldn't do this..."

"Yeah, I didn't expect to be like this with you either," she replied casually, draping the towel over her shoulders.

"And here..." she bent down, her chin resting on the top of my head, I could feel her
chin pressing against my scalp.

The slightly damp pajamas clung to my face, a pleasant scent filling my nostrils. I suddenly
realized I hadn't touched her breasts earlier, a huge blunder. So, I gently rubbed my face and nose against them
.

"Want to touch them?" she asked with a snicker, as if she knew what I was thinking.

"Yeah, I didn't get a chance to touch them earlier..." I nodded firmly at her chest.

Her breasts were perfect, at least in my eyes. I'd noticed before that they
weren't small, quite well-proportioned, but when she seductively unhooked her bra in front of me, I realized how inadequate
my vocabulary was when it came to breasts.

Snow-white, firm, full? No, no, that's far from enough. I didn't know how to describe Yan Ji's breasts.
If I only looked at one breast, I'd say, "It's nothing special. Gu Xuan's breasts are about the same, though
not as big as Feng Ye's." But when presented to me as a whole with her body, I truly
couldn't describe my feelings. Her breasts were firm and not sagging, tapering sharply inwards at a
large angle to her abdomen, giving me a powerful impact. Her nipples weren't very large, with light brown areolas, and the nipples
extended to both sides of her body.

"Is it pretty?" she asked, stroking one side of her breast and then shoving the nipple into my mouth.

With my mouth blocked, I could only nod vigorously.

"Touch me!" she whispered in my ear.

"You have a mole here?!"

As I rubbed and played with her breasts, I inadvertently noticed a mole on one of her breasts, located on the side of the breast
furthest , which is why I hadn't noticed it before.

"Hmm, I have several moles on my body, what's so special about that?" she said, pointing to one above her navel.
A faint mole, and another one near her left armpit.

"Hehe, don't you have a mole on your penis too?" she suddenly laughed.

"Huh? How did you notice?"

"Only a blind person can't see it. Although it's hidden under the foreskin, it still showed when I was giving you oral sex
..." she pouted.

"Want some more?" she asked, patting my face. Before I could answer, she put down her pajamas
and giggled, "I'm not giving you any more, I'm hungry!"

She changed her clothes elegantly in front of me. Her milky white panties couldn't hide the dark, shiny pubic
hair , which could be vaguely seen through the small gaps in the fabric.

(18)

The school was in a remote suburb, which used to be a desolate rural area. There were many snack stalls and a few small
restaurants near the school gate.

We sat facing each other at a low table, with stainless steel plates full of barbecue on the table.

"Want some drinks?" I asked, picking up a beer.

"Yeah, have some, I'm a little thirsty," she said, biting into a lamb skewer, her mouth dripping with oil.

Most students hadn't returned to school, so the night market wasn't busy. A chubby
vendor , sat by the fan, smoking and loudly making crude jokes with the fried rice stall owner across the street.

Somehow the conversation turned to her boyfriend. She smiled bitterly, drank a large glass of beer, and after a moment of silence, said,
"It's tough, yeah, long-distance relationships are tough..."

She looked up at me, her eyes glistening with tears, seemingly a little drunk. She waved her hand and said, "
You wouldn't understand, you've never been in a long-distance relationship before, it's really hard..."

"Shanghai is so close, we can see each other often, right? There are two long holidays a year, plus May Day and
National ..." I asked

, somewhat confused. "Heh..." she chuckled bitterly, "No amount of time can bridge the distance. Some
things are impossible to understand over the phone. What's a small thing often gets distorted over the phone. Face-to-face
, an expression, a tone of voice, is easy to understand, but you can't see or feel it over the phone
. You don't understand..."

I understood a little, but didn't know how to comfort her. Should I tell her, "Break up with me already, come to
me"? I'm not that shameless and narcissistic.

"Drink less!" I snatched the bottle from her hand and pressed her hand down, urging her to stop.

"It's okay, not much," she hiccuped, looking at me with hazy, drunken eyes. "I
haven't His advisor didn't give us a break, and I went back home alone..."

"Oh, I knew it!" I exclaimed excitedly, slapping my thigh.

"Oh? What did you say?" she suddenly smiled, revealing two small tiger teeth.

"Okay, okay," I awkwardly touched my nose. "Since you know what I'm thinking, I won't say it."

"Yeah, you're right, I'm really lonely. I never even thought about doing 'that' with you..." she
tapped her wine glass on the table with a bamboo skewer, making a crisp "clink" sound.

"But this afternoon I really couldn't resist, I couldn't help myself... Do you think I'm lewd?" she asked
, looking at me nervously.

"Huh?" I was stumped by her question, unsure how to answer.

Deep down, I did feel that having sex with another man while having a boyfriend was
cheating but when that man was me, I shamelessly thought it was pretty normal.

"No, I've never thought that way!" I quickly said. "Besides, you don't know, I actually really
like you, especially those two little tiger teeth when I first saw you smile, they're so cute!"

"Cute? Really?" She gently poked my thigh with the bamboo skewer in her hand, threateningly.

"Ah, no, not only cute, but also very beautiful!"

This little commotion dissipated the previously tense atmosphere, and we sat facing each other drinking beer and eating barbecue
until the moon was high in the sky. The moon was quite round tonight, and in my drunken eyes, it seemed as if the moon was still swaying in
the night sky .

We supported each other as we walked back, but as soon as we reached the main road, we both collapsed into
the flowerbed .

I lay on the weeds of the flowerbed, and she lay on top of me. I watched the round moon spinning in front of me and
chuckled.

"What are you grinning about?" she asked, her breath reeking of alcohol.

"I saw the moon moving...hehe..."

"Looks like you're really drunk!" she said, struggling to sit up and gently kicking me a few times. "Get up!" I

woke up in the middle of the night, very thirsty. My vision was blurry from the alcohol, but the light above me seemed
a bit bright.

I got up and found myself in a strange place, with a woman lying on the bed, fully
clothed and asleep.

I slapped my forehead, remembering that I had been drinking with this girl in the bed, but
I couldn't remember how I got here after drinking so much.

I gulped down a glass of water and went to the toilet to pee. When I came out, I found Yan Ji smiling at me.

"Why are you awake?" I asked, pulling up my pants.

"You were urinating for so long, how could I not wake up?!" she pouted.

"Then go back to sleep, my head hurts," I said, quickly throwing myself onto the bed, making it creak.

"Sleeping like a pig, snoring all the time!" Yan Ji said, resting her head on my arm and looking
at .

"Hmm..." I turned my head to look at her. She seemed to have sobered up, her face just slightly
flushed .

"How did you get me here?" I asked.

"Don't even mention it, I was almost exhausted. I dragged you for half an hour, and it was so hard to get here!" She
pouted and patted my face. "The owner of this place brought you up, but that owner is really annoying,
lecherous..."

No way, what a coincidence!

I opened my eyes and looked around the room again, thinking bitterly, "Damn, what a coincidence!
Isn't this the room where Feng Ye and I first made love?

" "What's wrong?" she asked, nudging me when she saw my dazed look.

"Oh, nothing, I just suddenly felt that coincidences are inevitable."

She stared with her narrow eyes, seemingly very interested.

"My first time with my ex-girlfriend was in this room, and you said that the owner was lecherous, she
said that too..." I rubbed my stiff face hard and said through gritted teeth.

"What a coincidence?!" she exclaimed, laughing incredulously.

"Yeah, it's a coincidence."

"Tell me, how was it?" she asked excitedly, nestled against my chest, her bright eyes fixed on me.

"Hmm?"

"It's you and your girlfriend, huh? Didn't you say it was your first time? Did you find the right place? Haha..."
she teased, stroking my face.

"..." I rolled my eyes at her and said, "How could that be? My gun is very accurate,
a sniper rifle, you've tried it before..."

"Hehe..." she giggled, revealing her two little tiger teeth, her laughter ringing out in the quiet night.

"You're so shameless, you narcissistic guy!" she said, pinching my nose.

"Don't believe me? Why don't you try it now?"

"Try it then!"

"Ah, no, go take a shower! Hurry up, no, I'll let you... ah!"

...

When I woke up the next day, it was almost noon. In the bathroom, Yan Ji kept kicking me while brushing her teeth
because I had accidentally inserted my penis into her anus last night, and she still felt a dull ache.

Even though I hadn't even inserted my penis, she still kicked me off the bed in pain, and the pillow kept
hitting me...

She rinsed her mouth clean, hugged my neck and said, "No, you have to make it up to me! Yesterday wasn't over yet!"

I asked unclearly with my toothbrush in my mouth, "Make it up to what? You were the one who wouldn't let me do it, and you even
kicked me off the bed..."

"I don't care, look, we're about to check out, you have to make it up to me!" She wouldn't let it go, her body
twisting .

"How do you want me to compensate you?"

"Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she
whispered , then giggled, "If you fuck me good, that'll be compensation!"

...

When checking out, I looked at the pale yellow stain on the bed and felt a headache coming on.

Yan Ji shrugged at me, spreading her hands to indicate that it wasn't her problem.

I cursed inwardly, if it's not your problem, whose problem is it? Who the hell was yelling that they were going to pee just now, and then they
started gushing right after they yelled it...

I was almost scared into impotence by her. It was the first time I'd encountered such a situation, and my penis quickly went soft. I knelt on the bed
watching her tremble with ecstasy...

She grabbed my arm, leaned on my shoulder, and grinned wickedly, "That boss is annoying, let him have a headache,
hehe..."

After checking out, I grabbed Yan Ji and fled, worried that the lecherous boss would yell behind us:
"That pair of scoundrels, damn it...!"

(19)

"Brother..., don't go!" Guo Ying desperately grabbed my arm, finally hugging my waist tightly.

"Xiao Tian..." the woman behind me called my nickname.

It was a name that was both strange and familiar. I vaguely remembered that she used to call me that when I was little, but I
couldn't remember how long it had been since she had called me so affectionately.

My aunt was also trying to persuade me, but I was incredibly stubborn and shouted, "I don't want to see you!"

It was hard to believe that something like this would happen on the day my cousin started school, attracting a lot of attention.

That day, Guo Ying called and said she was at my school gate and asked me to pick her up.

I never expected that she would come without even saying hello. She complained a few times on the phone and
then rushed to the school gate.

To my surprise, Guo Ying was accompanied by my aunt and my parents…

My father pulled me into the car and locked the door. He slammed me into the seat with great force, leaving
me no room to resist. His scarred hands gripped my shoulders painfully.

“You…” His previously tense face suddenly softened, deep wrinkles appearing from his loose skin
. He opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word.

I knew my father was a man of few words, perhaps due to the trauma of the border war years ago. I
knew he had been wounded there.

“Oh, another car…” I turned my head, looking at the interior, but sneered sarcastically
.

“Heh…” My father forced a smile. “Your mother and I have been quite worried about you. You
haven’t even called us!”

“Oh dear, I wouldn’t dare bother you. You’re both very busy people, running big businesses. How could I dare to waste your
time !” I leaned back in my seat, continuing my sarcasm.

"Smack!" He slammed his hand on the armrest of the seat, startling me.

"Enough!" he said. After a while, he calmed down, gently pressing my shoulder, and
asked, "Is there enough money?"

"Tch, I didn't spend a single penny of the money you gave me! I don't want it! I don't care!" I suddenly felt
angry for some reason, swatting his hand away and shouting loudly.

"You!" My father was enraged by me, pressing me against the back of the seat, his palm pressing against my chest,
making it hard for me to breathe. I struggled desperately but couldn't move an inch.

"Forget it, maybe you'll need it sometime, silly son. Don't be stubborn, don't..." He gave me
a deep look, and got out of the car without finishing his sentence.

I rubbed my aching chest in the car and spat out, "Who cares!"

"Brother..." My cousin peered through the window. I forced a smile and said, "It's nothing!"

"If it's nothing, come out!" she scolded, stamping her foot outside the car.

That day ended badly. I told Guo Ying I'd treat her to dinner another day and left without looking back.

Unfortunately, shortly after turning away, I felt like crying. I regretted being so stubborn,
so strong-willed, and unable to communicate with them calmly. But the resentment in my heart
kept reminding me, "No! No!"

On the campus of DN University, Guo Ying and I walked side-by-side under the plane trees, looking around at what used to be
National Central University.

"Brother, where's your girlfriend? Oh, I should call her sister-in-law, hehe..." she said, linking her arm with mine
. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was my girlfriend.

"What girlfriend?" I rolled my eyes and replied dismissively.

"Hey!" she exclaimed, grabbing my arm. "It's that girl I saw last winter break!"

"Oh, her? She's not my girlfriend! We broke up!" I quickly interrupted her, otherwise she would definitely
keep digging into the details .

"No wonder, otherwise you would definitely have brought her to let me meet her!" She was so carefree; hearing that I
had broken up, she wasn't sad for me at all.

After dinner, I walked her back to school. At her dormitory door, I ruffled her hair and said, "
Don't rush into dating. Be careful, keep your eyes open, don't get fooled!"

"Pah! What kind of brother curses his sister like that?" She blinked and smiled slyly, "Are
you such a big liar, brother?"

After saying that, she laughed and ran into her dormitory. At the door, she turned around, waved to me, and called out, "Brother,
go back , come see me often!"

Not long after the new semester started, I received an email from Professor Zeng. She told me that the payment for my work had been deposited into my account
and asked me to check it when I had time. In addition, the paper had been revised, but there were still some things that needed to be improved. She hoped I could
come to her office on the weekend to discuss it.

I was very surprised. The paper that I had long forgotten about had actually been revised by her. In her office,
I looked at the manuscript in my hands, covered with dense revisions. Many parts required careful reading to decipher, but
even a cursory glance told me that Professor Zeng had put a lot of effort into it, and I couldn't help but feel moved.

Before leaving, she mentioned to me, "Would you be interested in applying to my graduate program?"

I hesitated, because I had no intention of pursuing graduate studies; I just wanted to start working, earn money, and find
a wife to settle down with.

"Professor Zeng, I…" I stammered, "I'll think about it."

"Hmm, no problem, there's plenty of time, no rush," she said with a smile.

Just as I was busy revising my thesis, a fellow townsman called, saying that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and
it was time for the hometown reunion. I hadn't gone last year, so I absolutely had to come this year!

I was puzzled; why was our hometown reunion always on the Mid-Autumn Festival?

My mind was focused on my thesis, so I didn't really want to go. But then I thought of Gu Xuan—would she go?

With that in mind, I quickly agreed.

Six months later, I saw Gu Xuan again, and just like the first time I saw her, she captivated my
attention.

My gaze followed her constantly; every smile, every gesture, tugged at my heartstrings.

"How are you?" she asked, holding her wine glass and smiling faintly. "

Yeah, pretty good. How about you?" I was a little confused, feeling like this scene had happened before
between us—a bit cliché, yet strangely familiar.

"Not bad!" she said, sipping her wine and squinting at me.

"Actually…" I stammered.

"Hmm?" she tilted her head to look at me.

"I've actually been missing you a lot!" I finally mustered the courage to say.

"Really?" Her eyes were bright and clear; the transparent glass couldn't block my gaze. She
had a faint mole on her chin.

"Then why didn't you contact me?" she asked, pouting and resting her chin on her hand.

"I didn't dare…" I lied; not that I didn't dare, but that I was too embarrassed.

"Hehe..." she laughed, her smile dazzlingly sweet.

"You big blockhead!" she whispered, her head close to my ear.

On the way back, we walked side by side under the moonlight, just like that night two years ago.

"Your alcohol tolerance has improved!" she said, tilting her head to look at me with a smile, her hair falling across her forehead
, obscuring my view of her eyes.

"Of course! What man can't drink?" I said narcissistically.

"Hmm, long time no see, you seem to have gotten a lot stronger!" she said, looking me up and down.

"..." I felt uncomfortable under her gaze and said, "Can you stop looking at me like that? It feels like
a butcher at a pig in a sty..."

"Haha..." she covered her mouth and laughed loudly.

"Remember, if you miss me, come find me, okay?" she said, looking up at me from downstairs.

"Okay, I know!"

"I'm going up now!" she waved and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

"Hmm?" She turned around.

I ran a few steps to catch up with her and said, "I miss you so much right now, what should I do?"

She chuckled, "What do you suggest?"

I looked at her face in the moonlight and impulsively hugged her tightly. I whispered in her ear,
"I like you, I miss you so much, be my girlfriend!"

"Hehe..." she laughed in my ear, "Really?"

"Yes, really, I like you, Gu Xuan!" I shouted.

"You don't believe me?" I cupped her face and looked at her, asking.

"If you don't believe me, I'll shout it for you!" She stared at me blankly.

I looked up at the night sky and shouted, "Gu Xuan, I like you! I like you! Be my girlfriend!
..."

"Are you crazy!" she quickly covered her mouth, silencing my shout.

"You're so embarrassing! There are people upstairs, they'll all know if you shout like that!" she stomped her foot and
scolded .

"Hehe, I just want them to hear! To know I like you!" I said with a silly grin.

"You're so annoying!" she pouted, then smiled broadly, "But I like it! Hehe
..."

Our lips quickly met, and we kissed
passionately .

"I'm going to eat you up!" I cupped her face in my hands, looking at her lips, reddened from my sucking, and breathed heavily
.

"I won't let you eat me! Hehe..." she giggled, pushing me away and running into the building.

I stared blankly as she disappeared down the corridor, gently licking my lips, feeling utterly lost.

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