Is it dawn? Is it dawn yet?

Is it truly dawn? (I)

After dinner, I sat on the sofa as usual and went to the kitchen to see what Huiyun was doing. Huiyun had taken the bowls, plates, and wine glasses from earlier into the kitchen and placed them aside. Then, she took an apple, a pear, and an orange from the fruit basket and started cutting them.
Huiyun not only cooks well, but she also puts a lot of thought into the fruit. After cutting the fruit, she arranged it on a plate, and in the blink of an eye, it became a beautiful fruit platter.
When Huiyun finished setting up the fruit platter, she noticed me standing behind her. "Why are you standing there? Weren't you going to the study to watch a movie?" she said, pouting.
Under the lamplight, Huiyun's face, which had just finished drinking, had a faint blush, making her look like a young girl who had just experienced the first stirrings of love. Moreover, she was wearing a blue tank top today, and her beautiful waist was visible between her white lace-trimmed shorts.
As I watched, I suddenly felt a surge of desire. "My wife is so alluring, isn't watching you more exciting than watching a movie?" I thought, and walked over and embraced Huiyun, caressing her tempting body. Then I brought my nose close to her hair, inhaling the mixed scent of soap, her faint body fragrance, and shampoo. My lower body suddenly became engorged.
"Don't do this, I haven't washed the dishes yet..." Huiyun pretended to struggle to stop me from continuing, but I only held her tighter, because I knew she actually enjoyed my caresses.
"Honey, we haven't gone on a trip since our honeymoon. How about we go on a trip sometime?"
"What about Qixing? What will happen to him when we get there? Although my parents-in-law are going to take him home for a few days to see their grandson, we can't expect them to look after him like this all the time!"
"My parents-in-law love kids so much, let them take care of him for a few more days. We haven't had any time to ourselves as a couple in a long time. Don't you want to?"
"Since you've put it that way, okay, but if we're going to go, it should be somewhere far away... Oh, right, I've heard that New York is a very beautiful city. How about we go to New York this time?" Huiyun touched my hands with her own, seemingly guiding me to touch her sensitive areas.
"As for New York, let's plan that when I get promoted to director! The principal said the students are on summer vacation, so we teachers should have a staff trip. We've decided to go to Hong Kong, and of course, families can come along, so I'd like you to come with me."
"Aren't you a director now? I think you're just worried about your money." Huiyun suddenly became sullen. She slapped my hand hard, making me immediately release my arms from her slender waist. Then she chased me out of the living room. "I still have to wash the dishes. You can go back to your study and eat slowly." With that, she shoved the fruit plate in front of me and closed the kitchen door.
I smiled inwardly, feeling that Huiyun was being sullen again, which I found quite cute. So I decided to tease her a little more. Because I knew that even though Huiyun really didn't want to do this, she would still do things for me if I wanted them to.
"Honey, please don't do this. I'm just a homeroom teacher now. Once I become the dean of students, I can travel all over the world, not just New York." Then I went to the study, sat down, turned on the computer, and watched a TV series I had just downloaded while eating fruit.
After a while, as I expected, Huiyun came in, sat down next to me, and snuggled up to me. I hugged her back.
"Honey, do you know you've been with them all this time because of school? We need some time alone together! Can't we go to New York?"
"I want to too! But going to New York costs a lot of money, and my career isn't on track yet. We can plan it later once we're on track! Besides, Hong Kong is a shopping and food paradise, and we've only been there once. Do you remember last time you said you saw a dress you really wanted to buy while shopping, but you didn't because you had to catch the train? And you said you hadn't been to Ocean Park, and you complained about it for a week afterward..." "
Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Anyway, you've already agreed. But this time you can't say you're too weak to walk or anything like that. I'll be your princess and you'll be my servant."
Even though she's a mother, Huiyun can still act like a young girl and act coquettishly towards her lover. Her coquettishness makes me, as her husband, feel like I'm back in high school when we were dating. But she only acts coquettishly towards me when Qixing isn't around.
Huiyun stayed close to me, and we watched a TV series on the computer until 11 pm.
"Honey, we haven't... done that in a long time," Huiyun suddenly said, her voice filled with desire. Wearing her pajamas, Huiyun had a different kind of allure.
It made sense; because of the students' exams, we teachers were also struggling. But that was finally over, and I should enjoy my wife's long-awaited service.
As soon as she finished speaking, I eagerly took off her pajamas. Huiyun was wearing a blue wavy two-piece bra and suspender panties, because she'd heard I liked that kind of pattern.
We kissed passionately, my tongue exploring her mouth, hers responding, intertwining. Our hands weren't idle either, roaming over her breasts and genitals.
Even though I filled her mouth, I couldn't help but moan; her hands also touched my genitals, trying to awaken its magnificence. When I took off Huiyun's bra, her breasts bounced out like balloons.
Those ample breasts, accentuated by her slender waist, weren't easy to achieve. I remember pursuing her back in college; she was overweight then, weighing over 160 pounds. Even then, she already had a 36D bust. However, due to her weight, her face was puffy, and she had a lot of body fat, so despite having a bust size many girls dreamed of, no guys pursued her. I, on the other hand, was just an ordinary guy, and I just wanted to find a girlfriend, so we hit it off immediately.
But we dated for less than six months when I had to move to a more distant city because of my parents' work. Although we kept in touch, we didn't have webcams back then, so we never saw each other. Four years later, I returned and found she was no longer the Huiyun I knew.
Just because of something I said, Huiyun went on a diet and lost 50 pounds. Since losing weight, her figure has become slimmer, and her breasts appear fuller. She immediately attracted many admirers, with emails and QQ messages overflowing with declarations of love. However, Huiyun's heart has always been with me. Even if the suitors were wealthy young men or super cool guys, she remained unmoved, waiting for me to return.
Afterwards, we got married and had Qixing.
After about fifteen minutes of foreplay, Huiyun took off her underwear. She was incredibly wet, waiting for my penis to satisfy her. But for some reason, my penis wouldn't get hard, despite her repeated teasing.
"What's wrong?"
Huiyun didn't understand either, and neither did I. I definitely wanted an erection, but I only had the psychological urge, not the physical excitement.
"Maybe it's because it's been too long since we've done it. I don't know why. Why don't we go to sleep tonight and see if it works tomorrow night?"
"Oh, okay!" Huiyun sighed.
I knew she was a little unhappy. Even I was reluctant. It's rare to do something so important with my wife, yet I couldn't be a man. There's nothing more painful for a man than this! So I still kissed Huiyun passionately for about ten minutes, and then we reluctantly fell asleep in each other's arms.

Dawn, was it really dawn? (II)

Although it was summer vacation, and the teachers were on holiday like the students, the principal still wanted me to go back to school early today. I still had to get up early in the morning, but Huiyun usually got up even earlier than me because she had to take care of my breakfast. Since Qixing wasn't there, Huiyun's clothes were even more casual.
In front of other people, Huiyun was a rather generous and proper woman, but in front of me, she was just a naughty student. She got up at 7 o'clock today. She knew that my favorite food was rice noodle rolls with beef brisket sauce, so when she got up and dressed, she specially went to Tang Ji's shop nearby and bought two boxes.
Although I prefer Chinese food, she likes Western food. She heated two slices of bread in the microwave in the kitchen, took a jar of peanut butter from the refrigerator, and then used a knife to spread the peanut butter between the two slices of bread. After sandwiching the bread between the slices, she quietly opened the door and picked up two bottles of milk from the basket.
Throughout the whole process, she didn't wear a bra, but instead wore the tank top she had worn the night before, which covered her entire breasts. For her lower body, she only wore the cute pink lace-trimmed panties she had worn the night before.
It wasn't because she liked to be revealing, but because the weather had been quite hot lately, with the indoor temperature averaging around 32 or 33 degrees Celsius. Although the apartment was on the second floor, our workplace was in a corner of the second floor, so to get to our workplace, we had to turn right into the main corridor.
In addition, there were no other units opposite our building, so whenever the weather was hot, Huiyun would dress like this without any restraint to go out and get the milk bottles. Afterward, she would pour all the milk from the bottles into a glass bowl and then put it in the microwave to heat.
Although we're managing fairly well, the car and mortgage payments, coupled with the recent increase in electricity bills and Qixing starting school in three years, mean our expenses are bound to rise. My husband and I have started cutting back on spending, turning off the air conditioning whenever possible.
Huiyun placed both Chinese and Western breakfast items on the table, poured milk from the microwave into our cups, and then sat down in the chair opposite me. Because I'm rather lazy and like to move my chair back, and the table is a round, four-legged one, if you look down, Huiyun's attire is clearly visible.
Honestly, I woke up early with a rumbling stomach, but seeing the woman dressed like that, even if she were my wife, I believe any man, no matter how hungry, would lose some of his appetite.
"Honey, what are you doing back home today?" Huiyun asked between bites.
"The principal wants me to go back today, saying there's something very important he wants me to say, but I don't know what it is." I shrugged, sipping my fresh milk. "And he invited me to lunch, saying he'd be meeting someone... I think. But judging from his expression and tone, I think it must be something important!"
"Honey, do you think he'll promote you this time? If it's a deal, then I'm going to travel to New York!" Huiyun smiled at me. To be honest, Huiyun wasn't the kind of stunning beauty, but when she smiled, two cute dimples would appear on her face. And sometimes she would put on a pitiful look, which would evoke the tenderness that most men would feel.
"Maybe! If I really do get it, I'll give you anything you want, but don't get your hopes up too high!" I echoed this "big girl" in front of me, but then acted nonchalant. Although I said that, I was incredibly excited inside. Becoming the head of student affairs at this prestigious school would mean a significant salary increase!
"I knew my husband could do it, I believe in your abilities. By the way, honey, I'm going out to meet some college classmates today, so I won't be going for my run. You don't need to take me to the riverside road. Can you take care of dinner by yourself tonight?"
"Uh? Aren't you supposed to be working today?" "I
've taken today and tomorrow as compensatory days off. Didn't I tell you yesterday? If I'm not back by 10 pm, I'll call you first. You can just go to sleep."
"Do you want me to pick you up? It's dangerous for you to be alone at night."
"No need. You got up so early this morning and have been out for so long, you should rest more.
Someone will bring me back, don't worry."
Before I knew it, Huiyun had finished all her breakfast and then got up to go to the bedroom to change. Thinking that I hadn't even touched my breakfast, I quickly ate it, then went into the bedroom, said goodbye to Huiyun who was looking for her clothes, and said goodbye kiss before driving to school.
When I arrived at the school, the iron gate was firmly closed, so I peeked through the window of the security guard's office and saw Brother Hao reading a newspaper. I called out to him.
"Uh? Teacher Su, what are you doing here?" Brother Hao seemed surprised. He probably thought it was strange that a teacher would be back at work at this hour.
"The principal told me to come back today. Could you please open the gate, Brother Hao?"
"Oh, of course! I thought all the teachers were on holiday. I didn't expect you to come to school again, Teacher Su. That's really kind of you! The principal isn't in his office. I just saw him walk over to the playground. Go find him!"
Speaking of Brother Hao, he's the second most respected person I know at school. I heard he used to be a migrant worker from out of town who came here to work as a security guard. He didn't earn much money, and although he was frugal, he was very generous and never haggled over small things. I remember last time a teacher borrowed two hundred yuan from Hao Ge for an urgent need, Hao Ge readily gave it to him, even telling me and another teacher in front of me that there was no need to rush to pay it back, that it wouldn't be too late to pay it back when he had extra money. Moreover, during breaks or lunch breaks, I sometimes saw him chatting happily with teachers or students, so everyone liked him.
"Thank you, Hao Ge." After entering the school gate, I walked towards the playground. The playground was very large, but some areas were fenced off. It was summer vacation, and the school planned to repair some areas and add teaching buildings.
Along the way, I saw many workers rushing to complete the work. The principal was mainly there to supervise the construction, so finding him required a careful search of every corner. I saw the principal looking at the flower bushes in a corner. I heard that before I even arrived, the principal had already planted many flowers and plants in the school's playground, and he had been meticulously tending to them ever since, rain or shine.
If I had to name the first person I truly respect, it would definitely be the principal. He always had a smile on his face, was kind and approachable, and never severely punished naughty students; instead, he patiently guided them.
"Principal," I said, walking up behind him, "what brings you here today?"
"Oh? Ms. Su, you've arrived?" The principal, dressed in a sharp suit, turned around, his brow furrowing for a moment, but then immediately replaced by a kind, elderly smile. "Ms. Su, tell me, is there anything different about these flowers today?" After the principal finished speaking, I looked closely, and although small, I could clearly see a tiny, unopened peony bud growing among the flowers.
"I see a peony bud." I didn't immediately understand what the principal meant.
The principal put his hands behind his back, turned around, and stared intently at the peony: "Peonies prefer cool, dry places. If we let it continue to grow here, it will bring more vitality to this flowerbed, and many people can admire its vibrant bloom. However, this will affect the peony's future growth. To make this peony grow better, we must move it to the greenhouse on the upper floor of the teaching building. But if we do that, this peony will no longer be able to bring vitality to the flowerbed, and it won't be appreciated as much. Ms. Su, what would you do?"
"If I were the principal, I would still put it in the greenhouse, because I know you are a person who cherishes flowers. Although keeping this peony here allows more people to appreciate its brilliance, it puts it at risk of withering." Although what the principal said today was indeed a bit different from his usual straightforward manner, carrying a hidden meaning.
"Okay, Ms. Su, let's go to the principal's office first, and we can talk slowly."
After arriving at the principal's office, we all sat down. The principal took out a document and a letter from his drawer. My name was on the document, and the letter was from the Education Bureau.
"Ms. Su, this letter is from the Education Bureau. They want me to recommend a capable teacher to work for the Education Bureau; and this is your file from the school. I'm going to submit it to the Education Bureau. They will review and verify it. If it passes, you can officially transfer to the Education Bureau after next winter break."
"Thank... thank you, Principal." To be honest, I really didn't know if I had misheard. I was suddenly filled with excitement and shifted a few times in my chair.
"Sigh, actually, you don't need to thank me yet. Please listen to me first." The principal's expression suddenly became somewhat serious. "I want to apologize to you first. To be honest, Ms. Su, when I received this letter, I really didn't know what to do. The first person I thought of was you, because among the younger generation of teachers in our school, you are the most capable. But with your talent, if you stayed in our school to teach, it would be a blessing for both the school and the students. So, in order to try every means to keep you, I once considered promoting you to the position of Dean of Students, second only to the principal. But when I heard you say that I am a person who cherishes flowers, I felt extremely ashamed of thinking that way. So I know what the result of your choice will be, and I will respect your decision. Indeed, there are more opportunities for development if you go to the Education Bureau."
Thinking about how the principal's words were so roundabout, besides avoiding gossip, the main reason was that he wanted to test my feelings. If someone didn't know better, they might think the principal was talking to me about his flower-growing experiences!
But I wasn't angry with the principal. He told me all this because he trusted me, and because I knew he had indeed made many contributions to the school over the years. He wasn't doing this entirely for his own benefit, but for the sake of the entire school.
"I believe the principal just wanted to observe my usual performance..." Even so, I didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Sigh, I've already reached retirement age. This time next year I'll be a retired old man, so there's no need to observe me anymore. And your performance is as I expected, so I believe you are indeed qualified to go to the Education Bureau. As for the lunch party, I had lunch with some people from the Education Bureau. If you, Teacher Su, come along, I'll introduce you. Knowing more people will always help your future."
"Um, thank you, Principal..." It's rare to have the opportunity to be transferred to the Education Bureau. Although the salary might not be more than the head of studies at this prestigious school, working in the Education Bureau is more promising in many ways.
I heard that the education system has been reformed, and outstanding students are even sent abroad on business trips to learn about other countries' education systems or knowledge. Of course, I want to show those who looked down on me that I'm not the same person I used to be, and that even those in education can succeed. I continued chatting with the principal until noon.
Time flew by, and it was almost noon. After saying goodbye to Hao Ge, I went to a restaurant near the school. I knew there was a new restaurant being renovated there, and this was it. Although the restaurant was small, the seating was elegant, with ample space between the chairs and tables. Pleasant English pop music was playing, making it quite comfortable overall.
"Principal, who are we waiting for?" I picked up my teacup and sipped my floral tea.
"They're from the provincial education bureau, on a business trip to the US to exchange educational systems. They just returned. Like you, they're young and talented!"
As soon as the words were spoken, I saw the principal waving to a man. The man was easily over six feet tall, dressed in a silver-white suit, but without a tie, and wearing a neat purple-blue shirt underneath. His skin was bronze, suggesting he enjoyed being in the sun. He wore sunglasses, and his short hair was styled with hair gel, giving him the air of a fashionable and successful white-collar worker.
He waved to the principal in response, then walked over from the doorway. "Principal Lu, it's been so long! How are you?" The burly man removed his sunglasses and sat down, exchanging pleasantries with the principal.
"Haha, I'm in excellent health! I could kill several tigers. Come, let me introduce you. This is Teacher Su Tianliang. I've mentioned him to you before; he's truly talented. If he could join the Education Bureau, he would make a name for himself. And coincidentally, he's an English teacher, just like you." The principal, sitting to my left, put his right hand on my shoulder and spoke with his usual gentle smile. Then she introduced me to the man sitting in front of me: "This is Pan Jiale, the deputy director of the English Department of the Provincial Education Bureau. He also helped create some of the questions for the college entrance examination. I hope you can get to know him and have a chat, after all, it's the world of you young people now."
"Hello," Pan Jiale said with a smile and a gentle voice, then extended his right hand in a handshake gesture. When I reached out to shake his hand, I smelled a faint, pleasant scent of cologne on him. Although he was tall, his hands didn't seem very big, and they felt very soft and had a great texture, even better than Huiyun's hands.
"Hello!" I don't know why, but I suddenly had a strange feeling that if I were a woman, I would definitely be attracted to this man. At the same time, I felt an invisible sense of pressure and inferiority, only able to say that I was simply incomparable to him.
"So you're Teacher Su. Principal Lu once mentioned you to me, often talking about your great achievements at the school!" Pan Jiale smiled slightly at me, his left hand pressed to his chest, his right hand picking up the teapot and pouring tea into my empty teacup, then pouring tea into his own cup.
"If Teacher Su can join the Education Bureau family, we can work together in the future. Although it's tea instead of wine, it's still a small token of my appreciation. So, I wish Teacher Su a successful transfer, cheers!"
Then he raised his teacup, and I quickly responded, raising my teacup to clink with his.
"Wait, he's not there yet. I plan to submit the documents in the next few days, and then the approval process will begin. Only after it's approved will he be officially transferred to the Education Bureau. But I hope Teacher Su can get to the Education Bureau smoothly."
After that, we chatted while having lunch for several hours, but most of the time they told me about old stories from the past. It turned out that Pan Jiale was once the principal's student. Back then, the principal was Pan Jiale's junior high school English teacher and homeroom teacher. Pan Jiale was very naughty, but the principal at that time was not as kind and approachable as he is now; on the contrary, he was very strict and irritable.
Because the education system at the time was not very perfect, teachers were allowed to physically punish students. The principal frequently punished Pan Jiale by keeping him after school and making him stand during class, forcing his parents to pick him up from school almost every day. However, Pan Jiale repeatedly ignored the rules and even became more unruly. The principal at the time decisively concluded that this child would not amount to much in society.
On the day of graduation photos, the principal said something extremely offensive to Pan Jiale: "If you can achieve anything in society, I'll cut off my head and let you sit on it!" From that moment on, Pan Jiale began to work hard, telling himself that he must not let the principal look down on him.
Later, he went to a vocational school and began to study diligently, especially in English. Three years later, he passed the entrance exam for the Foreign Languages Department of South China Normal University. The principal, feeling that as a teacher, he should not have said such things to a student, began to control his temper. After that, no matter how naughty or unruly a student was, he would no longer punish them, but instead address their psychological needs.
Since then, many bad students have reformed after his guidance, and some have gone on to become lawyers, doctors, or even successful business owners. Because of this, the principal rose from a relatively unknown junior high school homeroom teacher to the principal of a prestigious high school, and even received the national "Dedicated Teacher" award. For the past twenty years, most of his fortunate students have held a "Principal Lu's Birthday Party" for him every year, and of course, his first-generation "top disciple," Pan Jiale, is always present…
In short, chatting with them feels like spending hours in a few minutes, but I learned about the unknown past of the principal I knew, and about this newly acquainted man, Pan Jiale.
"Is it already so late? I have something to do today, so I have to go first. How about this, I'll pay for today's meal. Principal Lu, please take care. Teacher Su, if fate allows, let's meet at the Education Bureau!
Bye-bye!"
"Hey, you go first, I'll pay for the meal..." Without waiting for the principal to finish speaking, Pan Jiale went to the owner in front to pay, then waved to us and ran out.
After saying goodbye to the principal, I planned to drive home. I checked my watch; it was 5:30. I wondered if Huiyun had returned yet, so I decided to go home and check. When I got home, I found the lights weren't on, so it seemed Huiyun hadn't returned yet. I was going to call her, but she said she would call me if she hadn't returned by 10 pm. So after showering, I took out two packs of instant noodles from the locker, fried an egg, and ate them in front of the computer.
Several hours passed quickly, and it was already 10:30 in the blink of an eye. Seeing that Huiyun hadn't called back yet, I gave her a call. The phone rang for a long time before someone answered.
"Hello, Huiyun, aren't you home yet?"
"Almost there, honey, I'm downstairs! I'll hang up now!"
After hanging up, I looked out the window and saw a black Lexus GS300 parked in the parking space in front of the apartment building, illuminated by the streetlights. A long-haired woman in a black dress got out of the car, holding something to her ear, seemingly saying a few words to the people inside. She then waved and walked towards the apartment building. I was certain that was Huiyun.
Not long after, I heard the sound of a key in the lock; Huiyun must have returned. I quickly opened the door. Huiyun was carrying a Gucci handbag, wearing the black dress with red and white polka dots we bought last year, black stockings, and silver open-toed high heels. Getting closer, I could smell my favorite lavender perfume on her.
"Honey!" Huiyun started to walk into the house, but as soon as she finished speaking, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto me. I could smell a faint scent of alcohol, but not strong. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest. Because I was supporting her, she quickly stood up, tossed her bag onto the sofa, and then lay down on another sofa. Looking closely, I could see a blush on her face.
"Did you drink a lot?"
"Not really, just five or six glasses."
"Five or six glasses? I remember you can't hold your liquor. Last time my aunt's daughter had a banquet, you only drank two glasses, and your face turned red immediately. You even said you'd never drink so much again. Why did you make an exception this time?"
I quickly took off her high heels, put her legs on the sofa, and took her bag into the room. I went to the kitchen and made a packet of ginseng tea to help her sober up.
"I'm so happy! I saw many classmates I hadn't seen in a long time, and even a senior from my senior class!" Although Huiyun wasn't drunk enough to talk nonsense, I could still tell from the kitchen that she was a bit different from usual after drinking: "He's a very tall and handsome guy. After he arrived, many girls surrounded him. I heard he just came back from a business trip to the United States, and he works in the Education Bureau."
I was taken aback. Could it be such a coincidence? Huiyun also attended South China Normal University.
Just as I was thinking, Huiyun continued, "Honey, if only you could work at the Education Bureau, that would be so great! Hiccup...hiccup..." I quickly brought the ginseng tea I had brewed to Huiyun, and she seemed to feel a little better after drinking it. She wanted to take a shower, but I wouldn't let her, insisting she rest on the sofa for a while.
After resting for about half an hour, Huiyun went to take a shower, throwing all her clothes into the washing machine before entering the bathroom. Lying in bed, I kept wondering if that Pan Jiale was Huiyun's senior from school.
If so, maybe I could use Huiyun's connections to find out what was going on at the Education Bureau. But at the same time, I was also wondering who had brought Huiyun home tonight. These two thoughts filled my mind while Huiyun was showering.
After Huiyun came out of the shower, she was only wearing a large white towel, her hair still in a bun, when she walked to the bed and sat down next to me. I couldn't help but immediately hug Huiyun and become affectionate with her.
About five minutes later, I reluctantly parted Huiyun's cherry lips and asked her, "Who brought you back tonight?"
"Haha, someone's jealous." The mischievous Huiyun saw through my intentions at a glance, but quickly continued, "Because the others weren't going that way, it was that senior who kindly brought me back." "He
only brought you back so late? Was he going that way? Was he really that kind or did he have ulterior motives?
Did he do anything to you?" I was afraid that Huiyun would be taken advantage of by that guy, so I asked four questions in one breath, and my tone was a bit stern.
"He's a gentleman! And a very talkative person. He's just worried about the safety of the area. What if something happens to me, a girl, coming back here alone?"
"Then you should have asked me to pick you up! Isn't that a husband's responsibility?"
"That wouldn't be good. It's a class reunion! And the end time is uncertain. He didn't invite you, so you'd just have to wait outside, but who knows how long you'd have to wait. Besides, I already told you this morning that you got up early and I was worried you wouldn't get enough sleep, so I let you stay home. Now I see your eyes are bloodshot! I'm doing this because I care about my husband!" Huiyun pouted again, looking upset.
"What's his name?" For some reason, my tone suddenly became a little harsher.
"Honey, your jealousy is wafting all over here. Why did you suddenly ask someone's name? I don't know, but I heard my classmates call him Nicolas. And he wants me to call him that too. Since he likes it that way, there's no need to ask so many questions. Just call him that." '
Since it's uncertain, it could be someone else. It's best if Huiyun doesn't see me.' Thinking this, I suddenly steeled myself, wanting to make up for last night's humiliation.
"Okay, okay. Honey, I want it tonight." Without waiting for Huiyun's reply, I peeled off the large towel from her body, revealing her completely naked before me. Looking at Huiyun's naturally naked body, I felt a tingling in my neck, and my little brother naturally became aroused.
For some reason, a strange thought popped into my head: I fantasized about a perfect man like Pan Jiale, his bronzed body pressing down on my beloved Huiyun's curvaceous body, and us making love right there in our bedroom. I could only secretly watch from outside the door, unable to enter or stop it.
Then I suddenly felt my penis throbbing even harder, to the point of no return. I immediately took off my underwear and straddled Huiyun, ready to penetrate her. Huiyun was probably a little taken aback by my sudden "violence." When I inadvertently saw the reflection in Huiyun's dressing table mirror, looking at my bloodshot eyes, it was like a lion preparing to pounce on its prey.
Dawn, was it really dawn? (III)

To be honest, it had been a long time since I had experienced such an intense feeling. Even an erection felt a little painful, and this was the first time this year that I had such energy in my lower body. I've never been rough with Huiyun. When we have sex, foreplay takes up the majority of the time, with penetration only being a secondary activity. For some reason, I always finish too quickly. Only three years ago, at her classmate's wedding banquet, did I experience the same thing.
In a dark corner of the corridor leading to the restroom, I heard a faint arguing. I was shocked to see Huiyun being pinned against the wall by a tall man. When I saw this, I didn't immediately stop it. For some reason, a strong desire compelled me to stop and instead silently watch, observing what would happen next. Luckily, I discovered it; if the others at the banquet had seen it, the consequences would have been unimaginable, as this wasn't exactly something to be proud of.
Suddenly, the man kissed Huiyun's lips, and my penis instantly became erect, painfully so.
After returning home from the banquet, under my repeated questioning, Huiyun finally confessed that he was one of her most persistent suitors, who continued to harass her even after she got married. However, at the banquet that night, Huiyun had made things clear to him, and he finally promised to stop bothering her, but on the condition that he wanted to kiss her.
Afterwards, Huiyun kept apologizing to me, but I wasn't angry, because hearing this, my little brother became erect again. That night, I pinned Huiyun down and made love to her. Although it was still a quick affair, Huiyun experienced a satisfaction she had never felt since our marriage. It was because of that that we started our affair.
Huiyun's face suddenly contorted in pain. I knew I had hurt her, so I released her hands, kneading her full breasts with my left hand and my short, thin penis with my right, slowly rubbing it against her already sufficiently wet vaginal opening. To better cooperate with me, Huiyun wrapped her legs around my waist and gripped my calves with her arms, as if begging me to enter her quickly.
"Ah..." Huiyun moaned as my penis entered her, tightening her grip even more. Even though the room was air-conditioned, I felt surrounded by a fiery heat.
After penetration, I moved slowly without changing position. Huiyun's vaginal walls were warm and moist, completely enveloping my penis since I entered, a sensation that made me afraid to breathe or quicken my pace. My penis was also engorged, and I was now a premature ejaculator; any faster and I feared I would ejaculate.
"Mmm...husband...faster..." Huiyun grew impatient, pushing me down onto the bed, then grasping my penis with her small hands and guiding it to her vaginal opening, slowly sitting down. The scent of soap and Huiyun's natural body fragrance aroused me more and more.
"Ah..." Huiyun continued her up-and-down motion, letting out moans that were both pleasurable and piercing, but she showed no intention of taking a break.
"Ah...wife...you...if you go so fast...if this continues...I...I'm about to give up..." When Huiyun got excited during sex, her vaginal walls would clench tightly with great force, as if trying to bite off my worm-like penis.
"No...ah...umm...husband...no...I...I'm not done yet..."
The female rider Huiyun ignored my words, not only moving up and down but also swaying back and forth, placing my hands on her natural breasts, my fingers teasing her nipples, making Huiyun moan sharply. Huiyun's reaction stimulated my whole body to spasm involuntarily, my hands squeezing her breasts out of shape.
Suddenly, a tingling sensation came from my penis, it seemed I was about to reach my limit, while Huiyun was still enjoying the pleasure of riding me. "Wife... I'm going to cum..." Afraid of ejaculating inside Huiyun, I pushed her down and quickly pulled my penis out of her vagina. As soon as I pulled it out, my penis began to ejaculate, landing on Huiyun's stomach.
"Husband, you... were so amazing today..." Huiyun gasped, praising me, but even after I ejaculated, she kept rubbing her vaginal opening, clearly indicating I hadn't given her the full satisfaction. Hearing Huiyun's praise, yet unable to give her the greatest pleasure, I felt a pang of sadness and helplessness. The process didn't take long, but large beads of sweat appeared on Huiyun's back and forehead.
"Husband, you're so enthusiastic today you don't care about me! I finally got a shower and you've gotten me dirty again! I don't care, you have to clean me up!" Huiyun used her usual trick—pouting her cute little lips slightly. Every time I saw that expression, I would unconsciously accept all her "unreasonable" demands. She clung tightly to my neck with her delicate arms; it seemed this little kitten wouldn't let go until I carried her into the bathroom. So, with all my might, I wobbled and carried Huiyun into the bathroom.
Afterwards, while showering, Huiyun and I caressed each other's genitals. Having already ejaculated once, despite the warm water from the showerhead and Huiyun's tight grip, my penis showed no signs of arousal. When we came out, it was already late, so Huiyun and I cuddled and fell asleep.
The next day, Huiyun and I both slept in late, waking up at 1 pm. Since
neither of us had any special plans for the day, we decided to go to my parents' house to see Qixing, as we hadn't seen him for two days. After getting ready, we drove to the market to buy some vegetables, meat, and a bottle of my dad's favorite Cantonese rice wine before setting off. Because we were on the highway, the drive from my house to my parents' house only took half an hour.
When I arrived at the community building downstairs from my parents' apartment, the security guard in the booth immediately recognized me, greeted me, and then promptly opened the automatic parking gate for me. This is an upscale residential area; all the apartments are brand new. Not only are there large gardens downstairs filled with all sorts of flowers and plants, their dense foliage providing natural shade for the sidewalks, but security guards also patrol the area every two hours, making the monthly management fees well worth it. Because the area is quite large, it takes about ten minutes to walk from the gate to my parents' house.
Next to the iron gate is an intercom; I pressed 402, and soon after the call connected, I heard my mother's voice.
"Who is this?" my mother asked in her usual gentle voice.
"Mom, it's Tianliang and Huiyun!"
"Yes, you're here? Come in!" The door opened with a "whoosh" as soon as the conversation ended.
The buildings here are only five years old. My parents didn't really want to move here because the area where they used to live was going to be taken back by the government to build a commercial district. However, considering that the old neighbors had lived there for decades and had developed a deep affection for the area, the government gave them very good treatment. They could live here for 20% more rent than before. It's just that this place is newly built and relatively far from the city center, so it's not very convenient to buy things.
Since Huiyun and I both have to work, we often bring Qixing over for them to take care of. They really enjoy looking at their cute little grandson Qixing. We also buy them some daily necessities or food while we're there. After walking
through a long corridor and turning a corner, we found the elevator. After arriving on the fourth floor, we could hear the television coming from room 402. My mother, with her youthful face and white hair, was already waiting at the door.
"Come on, give me everything." As we approached, she eagerly took several bags of food from us. "Mom!" "Grandma!" Huiyun and I greeted our mother at the same time, each handing her the lightest bag.
"Tianliang and the others are coming up, hurry up and bring Qixing out!" Mother shouted into the room, then took the bags of food into the kitchen. "Okay!" Dad's booming voice came from the room, and soon he came out carrying Qixing, who was holding a toy car.
"Qixing, come to Mommy." Perhaps because he hadn't seen his mother for two days, Qixing ran towards Huiyun with all his might as soon as Dad put him down. However, because there were too many toys on the ground, Qixing tripped and fell to the ground, crying loudly. Huiyun probably felt sorry for her precious son when she saw him fall, so she immediately went over, picked him up, and went to the balcony to comfort him.
"Tianliang, why did you suddenly come today? Don't you two want some alone time?" Dad gently patted my arm when he saw me, then sat down with me.
"Dad, she and I are going to Hong Kong with my school's faculty and staff in a few days! Huiyun also took a few days off, so we have plenty of time! It's you and Mom who will be taking care of Qixing for the next few days, so you might be a bit tired."
"Not tired at all. When I'm playing with that kid all day, he's always smiling, except for when he fell down just now and started crying. He must have really hurt. Besides, a house needs a child to liven it up."
"Oh, by the way, the clothes from your cousin's wedding banquet were washed, and I put them on the sofa in the room, but I found an earring in the washing machine. It almost tore the clothes, but luckily I found it in time." Dad took a crescent-shaped earring out of his pocket.
I didn't notice it until I saw it, and then my heart started pounding like it was going to jump out of my chest. How did this earring get here? I clearly returned it to her. If I hadn't seen this earring here, I would have completely forgotten about that woman—Phoebekok.
If that woman had never appeared before me; if I hadn't approached
her because of her beauty; if I had been able to resist her blatant temptation; then that foolish thing wouldn't have happened.
I can't let Huiyun know she exists. An earring that doesn't belong to Huiyun is in my pocket—if Huiyun sees this, I don't know how to explain it. Counting the days, it's been exactly five years this year. If I remember correctly, that woman said she would definitely return to China and contact me then. Maybe she's already back. It seems I have to make things clear with her. I can't let her continue to entangle me; I can't let her ruin my relationship with Huiyun.
"Tianliang, why are you spacing out? Tianliang..." My dad's call interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh, nothing, I was just thinking about where to go when we go to Hong Kong." I replied casually, taking the earring from his hand and putting it in my pocket. Luckily, Huiyun didn't see it. But if Qixing hadn't fallen, Huiyun wouldn't have carried him to the balcony. If my dad had taken the earring out then, I really can't imagine what the consequences would have been.
As I was pondering this, Huiyun came in carrying Qixing, who had gone from crying to laughing. "Father-in-law, I'm sorry, did Qixing cause you any trouble?"
"Not at all, Qixing is very good and obedient! Right, Qixing?" My dad kept trying to play with Qixing, but now Qixing only had his toy car in his hand.
After putting Qixing down, Huiyun went into the kitchen to cook with my mother. After that, I didn't say much during dinner, occasionally stealing glances at Huiyun. Huiyun was chatting with my parents while feeding Qixing. If Huiyun knew about the earrings and her, what if she called me and I wasn't there, and Huiyun answered the phone instead? I'd be dead a thousand times over.
We didn't drive home until 9 pm. There were even fewer cars at night, and it shouldn't have taken more than half an hour to get home, but for me, time felt like decades. Huiyun kept talking happily in my ear, but I had no interest in listening to what she was saying.

Time passed quickly, and several days went by in a daze. The day before the trip, when I woke up and checked the time, it was already past noon. The weather was no longer as sunny as the day before; instead, it was covered with dark clouds. But at least the sweltering heat of the past few days was finally over.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or if the weather knows what I'm thinking, but my mood is exactly the same as this gloomy sky. I can't remember how I got home last night or anything else. From the moment I saw that earring, I was already planning my next move.
I touched the half of the sheet next to Huiyun's bed; it was quite cold. Huiyun had obviously gotten up and gone to work. I've never really understood Huiyun's carefree rest and holidays. She says her boss is always very good to her and takes good care of her at work. If I had a boss like that, I wouldn't have to work so hard.
Of course, I can't rule out the possibility that her boss's purpose is to target Huiyun, so whenever she mentions her boss, I'm always curious to see what kind of person he is. But compared to the threat posed by the woman in my heart, that kind of boss is obviously insignificant.
As I was still pondering my next step, my phone, which was on the bedside table, suddenly rang.
I was startled, unsure if it was that woman calling, so I sat down next to the phone, took a deep breath, and slowly picked it up.
"Hello! Who is this?" My heart felt heavy, and a sudden throbbing pain shot through my head. I wasn't sure if it was real or just my imagination. I listened silently to the voice on the other end of the line.
"Hello, is it dawn yet? This is Zijian! Are you free today?" Hearing Zijian's voice, that silly boy, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Zijian was my best friend for three years of high school. He was a sunny, cheerful guy, and the only one among my friends who liked to hang out. Even after high school, although we went our separate ways, we never stopped keeping in touch. I continued my studies, while he started working. Although he always seemed a bit irresponsible, his good interpersonal skills helped me a lot, and I gave him a lot in return. It was a mutually beneficial relationship.
"Can't you see how gloomy it is today? I don't want to go out, and there's nowhere to go on a rainy day." I was already extremely irritable and had no intention of continuing to talk to Zijian. Just as I was about to hang up, he continued talking loudly on the other end of the phone.
"Tianliang, don't hang up..." I held back and slowly put the phone to my ear again. "Tianliang, you sound unhappy! What's wrong? But even if you're in a bad mood today, it's okay. Just listen to me, and you'll be happy."
"What is it?" "
The two sisters, Mingjun and Mingjue, have returned from America. It's been five years since we last saw each other, hasn't it? They might not even recognize us. Do you want to come see them?"
Speaking of them, it really brings back memories of five years ago. When I met them, they were about twenty-one or twenty-two. Although they were quite pretty, they were both naive and inexperienced, having just come from the countryside. It was through meeting her that they started to connect with society.
Since we lost contact afterward, I had no idea why they went to America, how they got there, or what happened afterward. So I was quite surprised to hear about them, but my worries outweighed my curiosity, and besides, that was all I knew about them. I didn't particularly want to see them.
"I'm not going. I'm not in the mood for socializing today!" As soon as I said it, I regretted it. I thought to myself: Aren't those two her friends? And since we all live in America, I figured they'd know a lot about her.
"Really? They're really back? Where are they now? I'll go with you."
"Hehe, don't rush, don't rush. I told you you'd like it, and your reaction was even stronger than I expected!" To be honest, it was Zijian who wanted to go, but that silly boy blushes when he's alone with a girl. Going with me was really just to give him courage.
"Enough nonsense, where are they now?" I couldn't wait to see them, but this guy kept me in suspense, it was driving me crazy.
"Go to the worker statue by the river first. I'll meet you there, and then I'll take you to find them."
A light drizzle had started when I left. My fear had been growing since earlier, a conflicting feeling swirling within me. I didn't want to see her again, yet I was forced to.
By the time I reached the river, the rain had intensified considerably. Although there weren't many people in this weather, the visibility was significantly reduced, so I drove slowly to look for Zijian. Right next to the worker statue, Zijian, wearing a yellow short-sleeved t-shirt and blue jeans, walked towards me, holding a dark red umbrella. His movements seemed very awkward.
"Zijian, get in. Tell me, where are they now?" I opened the passenger door for Zijian.
"They've checked into that five-star hotel up ahead, the kind foreigners like to go to."
After Zijian came in, I started driving immediately, not even letting him sit down. "Do you know how long they've been back? Is it just the two of them? Are there any others?"
"I heard they've been back for over ten days. The main reason for their return is work, but if they have time, they plan to see their old friends." I sensed a sudden surge of excitement in Zijian's voice; I could roughly guess he was planning to make a move on one of them.
"Is that all? Anything else?"
"I don't know. Anyway, we'll see them soon, so why rush? Hehe!"
The rain on the road was getting heavier, and I, already impatient, had to slow down. Zijian's excitement grew, while mine worsened. Whether from excitement or nervousness, my heart was pounding. It wasn't easy to reach their hotel.
This is a very European-style hotel in the city. The moment you step through the automatic doors, a powerful aura envelops you: two ladies in white uniforms stand beside you, greeting you respectfully in enchanting voices with "Welcome!" and bowing slightly to the arriving guests. The large chandelier on the lobby ceiling and the wall lamps, along with the reflections from the metal strips on the walls, illuminate the entire lobby in a dazzling golden light.
To the left is a large floor-to-ceiling window and an automatic glass door, revealing a swimming pool that appears to be of international standard, and the swimmers are predominantly foreign. Blonde women in sexy bikinis stroll by the pool, their eye-catching actions certainly attracting men's attention. Normally, I might steal a glance or two in private, but right now I have no interest in such things. To the right is a buffet table laden with abundant food; the rich aroma of coffee and fruit wafts from afar.
"Look, that should be them. They said they'd be having lunch in the lobby." Zijian looked around and suddenly pointed in a direction. I looked in the direction Zijian was pointing, and saw two very similar-looking, stylishly dressed young women sitting down at one of the tables, enjoying their sumptuous lunch. We tried to approach them. One
had a headband with a pink butterfly on top of her sweet, shoulder-length orange-yellow hair. She wore a women's light blue jacket over a white casual t-shirt with English lettering; she wore skinny jeans with a light green leather belt, and her long, slender, white legs were clad in high pink flip-flops.
The other had her hair styled in a fashionable updo, topped with sunglasses; she wore a gray-white, off-the-shoulder Korean-style dress, with a large butterfly detail in the front that clearly revealed a deep cleavage, and
a small red heart tattoo on her left breast; her petite feet, painted with white toenails, were adorned with fashionable
white high-heeled sandals. The two women exuded a mature and fashionable feminine charm.
Although it was summer vacation, such a high-end hotel wasn't affordable for everyone, but their presence attracted the attention of many foreign guests, especially men. Some even sat very close to them, hoping to catch a glimpse of the two beauties. One man, so engrossed in watching them, bumped into a waiter carrying a tray, causing the tray to fall to the ground. He repeatedly said "sorry" in English, and the two women couldn't help but chuckle at his antics.
"Mingjun, Mingjue, we're here," Zijian said.
"You're finally here! I thought I wouldn't have a chance to chat with you before work! Is this Su Tianliang?" They looked up at us, and the woman in the sky-blue jacket asked us gently.
Although five years had passed, their appearances seemed largely unchanged. Their makeup, combined with their meticulous clothing, clearly took considerable time and effort, making it easy for them to charm any normal man. Their outfits were both trendy, while Zijian and I appeared rather plain in comparison.
Even with their smiling faces and such close proximity, I somehow felt an invisible wall separating us.
"Yes, that's Su Tianliang," Zijian, that silly boy, kept introducing us, but the two women, hearing his earnestness, kept glancing at me.
"So it's you two! Come, sit down. I didn't expect you to find us so quickly!" Mingjue stood up, offering her and Zijian our seats, and sat down next to Mingjun.
"Do you know how hard it was to find you all? I thought I wouldn't have a chance to see you again this time. If that's the case, Phonebe will be very sad. But we have to work later, so we'll take advantage of this break to see you. Oh, right, Phonebe told me to tell you that she'll be back in a few days, and she has a gift for you, a surprise." After saying that, Mingjue winked at me.
"Phoenix is coming back too? What does she want to do this time?" I hadn't even sat down yet, but I was already probing them.
"What else could she want to do? She'll just do what she wants to do! It's not that interesting. Anyway, you'll definitely have a big surprise when she comes back, just you wait!"
After that, I kept looking for opportunities to ask them about Phonebe in different ways, but they wouldn't say a word. They just kept talking to Zijian about trivial things, and I talked to them about many other things as well.
Their main purpose in returning this time was to shoot some special features; it turns out they've become models. Two girls from the countryside have transformed themselves into well-known models in the US in just five years—no wonder they attract so much attention from foreigners. They said they'd finish their shoot in a few days and prepare to return to the US, so before leaving, they invited us to pick up Photobee at the airport in a few days.
Time flew by, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, a few foreigners came over. After speaking with Mingjun and Mingjue, they told Zijian and me they had to get to work. After they left, Zijian kept watching their retreating figures, while I was lost in thought.
Although I didn't know what Photobee's next plan was, I knew at least she would come back to me. For myself, for Huiyun, for Qixing, and for our family, I had to talk to her about it when she returned.
Just as I was about to leave, they asked if we wanted to throw a party at the hotel the day after Photobee arrived, and I readily agreed. Although I really wanted to travel with Huiyun, this matter remained unresolved, like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
"Hey, Tianliang, what's your relationship with that woman named Photobee? Who is she to you? You're already married, so don't try to steal my woman. This is a great opportunity for me to pick up girls!" Zijian, already 28, still acted like a scoundrel. I ignored him, glared at him, and headed towards the hotel entrance.
As I walked out of the hotel, the rain had subsided considerably. Since Photobee wouldn't be back for a few days, I figured I'd make the most of these few days and have some fun with Huiyun! We'll deal with the future later, but I just hope nothing goes wrong before then...

Today I'm going to Hong Kong with my colleagues from school. Huiyun and I got up early to pack our luggage. As for the photo, I'm not thinking about it anymore. There's a saying, "Since you're here, make the best of it." Since it's going to happen, I'll face it head-on. So these past few days I've basically devoted myself to my beloved Huiyun.
Since we're going on a trip, it's inconvenient to drive to the train station, so we have to take a taxi. It's summer vacation, and the train station is unusually crowded. I'm still amazed by the invention of mobile phones, because without them, finding them would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
It was quite a struggle to find the principal and his group in a corner of the train station. Although we got stuck in traffic for a long time, at least we didn't miss our train. I thought we could leave after the principal counted the number of people, but just as we were about to leave, he said we were missing one person. So, out of curiosity, I asked him who the missing person was. The principal looked around and then pointed ahead. We all looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a person dragging a suitcase walking towards us...

Dawn, is it really dawn? (IV)

Sometimes you can't help but believe in fate. The person walking over was none other than Pan Jiale, the deputy director of the English Department of the Provincial Education Bureau, whom I had just met. Today, Pan Jiale was not wearing a suit. Instead, he was wearing a light blue sports short-sleeved shirt and a pair of beige sports shorts. The muscles in his arms and calves were clearly visible, showing that he was a fitness enthusiast.
Although the previous rain had brought much-needed relief to the scorching city, it was only a fleeting moment. The female teachers and the wives and girlfriends of the male teachers were still dressed very lightly, and Huiyun was the most prominent among them. Today, Huiyun was wearing a white, slightly transparent short-sleeved shirt. If you looked closely, you could vaguely see the light yellow half-cup bra underneath.
Moreover, because her short-sleeved top was so short, coupled with the low-waisted denim mini-skirt, it perfectly accentuated her charming waist and her full, beautiful legs. The sunglasses she still wore made her look even more like a female celebrity. When she stopped, she noticed two or three men staring at Huiyun in the distance. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but Pan Jiale seemed particularly fascinated; his crotch appeared slightly erect.
"Nikolas, what are you doing here?" Just as everyone was wondering who this person was, Huiyun walked past her and said this to Pan Jiale.
"So he's the senior you were talking about?" It seemed her previous fantasy had come true; Pan Jiale really was Huiyun's senior. It seems there are quite a few coincidences in this world.
"Yes! Let me introduce you. This is my husband, Su Tianliang, whom I told you about." Huiyun said, then pointed to Pan Jiale and said, "And this is my senior, Nicolas. If he hadn't brought me home that night, I don't know what I would have done!"
"Hey! Emily, you two actually met me on the same day. I met Teacher Su that afternoon. He's a teacher at XX school. I didn't expect to meet his wife's junior that night. Is there really such a coincidence? He and Principal Lu came to see me that day. He might work for the Education Bureau in the future! But it's really a bit of a surprise. I didn't expect him to be your loving husband! This world is really strange!"
Even I didn't know that Huiyun had this English name, but he pronounced it fluently. And he kept looking at Huiyun while he was talking. From the moment he saw Huiyun, his gaze was not like that of a senior meeting a junior. I unconsciously bit my lower lip, feeling a bittersweet ache in my heart, yet also a strange excitement. However, hearing Huiyun say that I doted on her made me feel sweet inside.
"Since you know Huiyun and are quite familiar with each other, calling me Teacher Su is too formal. Just call me Tianliang."
"Well, that's fine. From now on, you don't need to be so polite with me. Just call me Nicolas like Huiyun does." Calling me Nicolas felt really awkward; it sounded like a perfect match for Huiyun's English name, Emily. But as an English teacher, I didn't even have an English name, so I couldn't really blame anyone else.
"Oh, I heard from Jiale that there aren't many activities lately, so I invited him to come on this trip. It's really unexpected that Teacher Su's wife knows Jiale too! Looks like fate! Haha!" The principal, as always, put his hands behind his back and introduced Pan Jiale to the others. Pan Jiale also politely introduced himself to everyone. It
was almost time, and everyone quickly took their luggage and boarded the train. Although there were many passengers, they didn't rush in; instead, they lined up one by one to have their tickets checked. Once inside the train, everyone was busy putting their luggage on the roof, making the already narrow passageway even more difficult to walk through.
Huiyun led the way, with Pan Jiale following behind. Pan Jiale's tall frame obscured Huiyun's rugged figure, and two other passengers followed behind him before it was my turn. As we walked, an older passenger in front of Huiyun, perhaps unable to support the weight of his luggage, dropped it. Just as it was about to
hit Huiyun's head, Pan Jiale used his strong arms to brace it, causing it to fall onto his arm. Despite the sudden impact, Pan Jiale didn't cry out in pain; instead, he looked down and asked Huiyun if she was hurt.
I witnessed the whole thing, and for some reason, I felt a pang of unease. Even though his actions were to protect Huiyun, I had a strong urge to punch him.
Huiyun turned to check on Pan Jiale, who continued to smile and talk to her. The passenger said something that made me even more jealous: "Sir, Madam, are you alright? I'm so sorry, I'm a bit old and couldn't carry the luggage. I'm really sorry I bumped into you." Hearing this, I clenched my fists and glared at Pan Jiale.
"It's alright, let me help you," Pan Jiale said, seemingly without any intention of blaming him, and even helped him put his luggage on the roof of the carriage.
Afterwards, everyone finally found their seats, and Huiyun and I sat with Pan Jiale. I watched Huiyun and Pan Jiale chat, talking about their school and interesting experiences in college. I knew nothing about Huiyun's college years, so I was speechless. Watching them chat so happily, while I could only watch them laugh and talk, the jealousy and resentment in my heart felt like it was about to explode.
For me, two or three hours later, the train finally arrived at the Luohu Port in Shenzhen. After we got off the bus, due to the large number of people and the urgency, we were forced to split up and queue for immigration. Apart from the Hong Kong resident lane, the congestion was much worse than we had imagined; all the two-way permit lanes were packed, and the long queues began to twist and turn. As expected, Pan Jiale was still queuing with us.
"Look, there seems to be a queue over there that's not very long." Looking to our right, there was indeed a queue moving faster than the other two-way permit lanes, so we quickly left our current queue and dragged our luggage over. Because Pan Jiale and Huiyun each only had one piece of luggage, they moved faster, while I had to pull my luggage and carry a large bag on my back, making me relatively slower than the two of them.
Suddenly, about a dozen people, dressed in clothes that clearly indicated they had recently come from the countryside, speaking in a rural accent and carrying red, white, and blue plastic bags, rushed towards us. I had no choice but to stop and let them pass. I was thinking to myself: What kind of rural people are these? What kind of manners do they have, barging in and out like that? Just then, Huiyun and Pan Jiale had reached the queue. Huiyun was still urging me on, but while I waited for those few country folks to pass, a long line had already formed behind them.
When I finally went over, the checkpoint staff stopped me and said in his broken Mandarin, "Excuse me, sir, this line is too long. Please go to another line!"
"Honey, are you alright? Give me that bag you're carrying," Huiyun said as I walked over. I shook my head. "Okay, I'll go with Nicolas first, and then you can come over quickly!" So I kept watching Huiyun and Pan Jiale's backs. I don't know if it was just my imagination or if it was real, but the moment Pan Jiale and Huiyun turned around, I actually saw a fleeting look of contempt in his eyes. After that, I reluctantly went to find another line.
Finally, I made it through the border crossings between mainland China and Hong Kong. To my relief, from the moment I saw Huiyun, even though she still preferred to stand beside Pan Jiale, she was watching me from the other side of the border, giving me a sense of unwavering support. This cooled and soothed my heart, which was burning with anxiety.
After exiting the border crossing, I realized it had taken almost two hours. What embarrassed me most was that everyone was waiting for me, and because I was in a hurry to get out because of Huiyun and Pan Jiale, I was quite clumsy and almost fell.
"Are you alright?" Just as I was about to fall, I suddenly felt someone support me with force. It was Pan Jiale.
"Honey, are you alright? Be careful next time." Huiyun, seeing this, immediately came over to help me up and took the backpack from my back. I suddenly felt like a child who needed someone else's help. Pan Jiale looked worried when he saw this, but I knew he was secretly laughing at my ridiculous behavior.
Since the principal said our hotel was in Sham Shui Po, we each topped up our Octopus cards with HK$100, took the East Rail Line to Kowloon Tong, and then transferred to the MTR to Sham Shui Po. Because crossing the border took a lot of time, it was already past 6 pm when we came out of the Sham Shui Po MTR station.
Perhaps considering that everyone had gotten up very early that morning and had been traveling all day without eating much, the principal suggested we eat at a nearby restaurant. Hong Kong truly lives up to its reputation as a big city, especially in urban areas like Sham Shui Po. Even in the evening, it was bustling with people, and it was quite unbelievable to see people walking on the streets.
Ironically, because we weren't familiar with Hong Kong's roads, we just wandered around Sham Shui Po, dragging our heavy luggage and circling around the Pei Ho Street market. I don't know how long we walked, but after asking some locals, I learned there was a place nearby called West Kowloon Centre, where you could eat on the 8th floor.
Walking along Apliu Street, you can see West Kowloon Centre. This huge building sits next to the bustling Yen Chau Street, its reflective glass facade making it very eye-catching. We took the side elevator from Tung Hai Tong Bakery to the lobby. The aroma of pastries wafting from the shop was incredibly enticing, and my stomach was growling non-stop, which made some wives or female teachers walking nearby laugh at me. I felt like burying my head in a hole like an ostrich.
The 8th floor of West Kowloon Centre felt very spacious. Although there were many seats, there were quite a few people eating there, and it was difficult to find more than a dozen seats that weren't too close together. Each restaurant was right next to the others, offering a wide variety of dishes, and the aromas filled my nostrils. Hong Kong truly deserves its reputation as a food paradise; it's absolutely true.
Huiyun held my arm and we went to one of the noodle shops. After looking at the prices, we felt they were quite expensive, with a single bowl of noodles costing over ten yuan. So, Huiyun and I discussed it and ordered a large bowl set meal, which we shared. On the way, I secretly glanced at Pan Jiale. This time, he wasn't with us; instead, he and the principal each bought a meal.
Even during mealtime, Pan Jiale didn't sit with us. Instead, he was chatting and laughing with the principal, while Hao, the school security guard, was at our table.
"Hao, what did you order?" I saw Hao take a large loaf of bread and a large bottle of distilled water out of his backpack and put them on the table.
"The food here is too expensive. I'll just eat this." The bread looked dark and unappetizing. Hao usually helps us so much, but now he's eating this kind of inedible stuff just to save a few dollars. So Huiyun and I discussed it and decided to treat Hao to something nice. I even dragged Hao to buy the food. Hao kept refusing, so Huiyun and I kept persuading him. After a while, Hao finally gave in to our combined soft and hard tactics and ordered a cheaper pork chop rice at one of the restaurants. Unfortunately, we didn't let him get away with it. Under his half-hearted insistence, I bought him a deluxe set meal, and he kept thanking me profusely.
"By the way, Hao, where's your wife? Why didn't you invite her along? It's more fun traveling with more people!"
As soon as Huiyun finished speaking, I immediately gave her a wink. Although she was completely unaware, she had indeed said something inappropriate.
"Amei, she passed away many years ago." Hao gave us a bitter smile, but it was a forced smile, so obvious that even a three-year-old could tell it was fake. But he continued:
"Amei was a very good person, always thinking of me. Before, our family was poor, and because of her disability, she couldn't easily go out to work. So I just worked hard all day to earn some money so we could have enough to eat. Who knew that after we came to Guangdong, many people died from SARS.
At that time, I didn't know what SARS was, nor did I know that Amei had contracted this strange disease. When we talked on the phone, I heard her coughing constantly, and I thought she just had a cold and a fever. After that, I didn't contact Amei again, just hoping to continue working day and night to earn more money to celebrate the New Year with her. Unexpectedly, when I returned, the neighbors said that Amei had passed away due to SARS. The neighbors smelled a foul odor and immediately called the police. When the police opened the house, the forensic doctor determined that Amei had been dead for several months.
I really thought about suicide then, because Amei died..." "I realized I had lost my purpose in life. I tried burning charcoal, hanging myself, and so on, but each time I was either discovered by the neighbors or failed for some other reason. Then, when I was going through Amei's belongings, I found a letter she wrote to me before she died, but I hadn't had time to mail it yet. She said she might not make it, and told me to live well. She didn't want to see me sad, and she wanted me to live on. So I gave up the idea of suicide.
I know Amei stayed at home because of her leg injury, but I know she always wanted to go out and see the world. So I took Amei's favorite brooch and went to many big cities, experiencing many things, but in the end, I decided to stay in Guangdong because Amei is buried here. I want to stay by Amei's side and fulfill the other unfinished wishes she had."
Hao Ge said, probably unable to hold back any longer, and started crying. Hui Yun saw this and quickly took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Hao Ge. Hao Ge took the tissue and cried even harder than before.
"I'm so sorry, I really didn't know you had such a past. I'm so sorry!" Huiyun realized she had said the wrong thing and kept apologizing to Hao Ge. Actually, she started crying herself when she heard this.
Although I knew Hao Ge's wife had long since passed away, I never imagined there was such a little-known story behind Hao Ge's life. And Hao Ge, who usually doesn't talk about his past with others, was actually telling us these things today, which might be a subtle way of implying that I should treat my wife better. I looked at Huiyun wiping away her tears beside me. Perhaps because of Hao Ge's words, I felt that I needed to treat this woman even better.
"It's okay. Although she's gone, she still lives in my heart." Huiyun apologized again. Fortunately, Hao Ge managed to hold back his emotions and continued, "I'm sorry, I can't help but cry whenever I talk about her. Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. When you're on a trip, you should be happy, don't let something like this spoil the fun." What surprised me most was that we first reminded Hao Ge of that sad past, but in the end, it was Hao Ge who comforted us.
The meal was eventually resolved fairly well. Huiyun and Hao Ge quickly calmed down, and then we were to walk to the hotel in Sham Shui Po. Although the description said it was a hotel, it was actually just a guesthouse. The lobby was decorated like a typical restaurant lobby, and it felt very cramped with a dozen or so people standing there. I was quite doubtful whether it could accommodate so many of us. Unexpectedly, because the principal had booked the rooms more than ten days ago, we could all stay as long as we paid the bill.
After the principal paid the fees at the front desk, he distributed room keys one by one and then said to everyone, "You've all worked hard today, so take a rest. Get up at 8:30 tomorrow morning, have breakfast in the restaurant here, and then we'll decide on tomorrow's itinerary." So everyone picked up their luggage and went to find their rooms.
To get from the lobby to their rooms, they had to pass through the hotel restaurant first. The restaurant had a European design; while not luxurious, it wasn't tacky either. A red carpet covered the entire floor, and every chair and table was tightly wrapped in white cloth, making it seem a bit monotonous. Surprisingly, there was a large piece of glass with a green frame on the ceiling, allowing the red lights to illuminate every corner of the restaurant. What surprised me most was that in this three-star hotel restaurant, there was a bottle of red wine on every table.
Huiyun and I shared a room, while Haoge and Pan Jiale shared another room, and our room happened to be opposite theirs. After swiping my card to enter the room, a wall lamp automatically turned on. Between two snow-white interior walls was a large window with yellow-spotted curtains. Below, a striking double bed took up half the room. A small white bedside table sat beside the bed, with a light red-shaded lamp on top. Although the room wasn't spacious overall, it felt warm and comfortable to me in crowded Hong Kong. Huiyun
eagerly took off her Nike women's sneakers, sprawled on the bed, and let out a long, comfortable sigh. Her light yellow panties were clearly visible under her short skirt, reminding me of some AV hidden camera videos I'd seen before, and I was staring at her like a pervert while she rested.
Seeing that Huiyun was too tired to move, I looked around. Next to the sink in the bathroom, two white towels and some disposable toothbrushes and toothpaste were neatly stacked. Unexpectedly, the small, somewhat cute, cup-shaped bathtub was quite exquisite, making one imagine sitting in it and turning on the showerhead to spray soothing warm water from the showerhead behind it.
"Honey, if you're tired, why don't you take a shower first? You'll sleep more comfortably later!" Although it was still early, she was quite tired after such a long journey.
"Wow! Honey, I didn't expect this bathroom to be so exquisite. Do you want to shower with me?" Huiyun dragged her tired body, barefoot, into the bathroom, deliberately emphasizing the words "shower together." At home, there weren't many bathrooms, and they lacked that atmosphere. However, here, because they were in another city, coupled with the bathroom's layout and Huiyun's alluring teasing, it felt very special. With the soft lighting and romantic atmosphere, plus the woman in front of him, how many men like Liu Xiahui are there in this world?
Huiyun and I embraced, our tongues entwined, exchanging bodily fluids. One hand slipped under her short-sleeved shirt to caress her left breast, while the other reached under her skirt to touch her panties. Then Huiyun removed her shirt and skirt, leaving her only in her bra and lingerie. She
untied the bra straps at her back, and the bra, now undone, slowly slipped down her chest. The firmness of her full breasts prevented the bra from falling completely off, creating a more alluring and sensual effect than complete nudity.
For some reason, as if reading my mind, Huiyun tried to clamp the bra straps still attached to her back with her arms, maintaining a semi-nude state. Besides clamping them, her hands weren't idle; she bent over, gradually releasing the last line of defense of her secret forest. Throughout the process, Huiyun proceeded gradually, sometimes pausing appropriately. It seemed she was becoming increasingly adept at pleasing a man.
When Huiyun had completely removed her light yellow, strappy panties, she slowly tossed them onto the bed with her right hand, but her bra remained tightly clasped between her legs. Sometimes, seeing something partially revealed is more alluring than seeing the naked body. The two mounds of flesh, almost bursting out, were mostly exposed, with only the nipples remaining, making my throbbing member unbearably urge to release. I immediately picked Huiyun up, tossing her bra aside; she was now completely naked in my arms.
Just as I was about to carry her into the bathroom for a romantic swim, the door suddenly opened, and the uninvited guest was none other than Pan Jiale. Everything happened so suddenly that neither Huiyun nor I had time to react, and even Pan Jiale was completely unprepared. I immediately put Huiyun down, and she immediately went into the bathroom, closing the door to avoid Pan Jiale's gaze. I could hear the sound of water coming from inside.
"I...I'm sorry, I..." Pan Jiale took a deep breath and immediately looked away, seeing Huiyun's underwear on the bed and her bra on the floor. He seemed to understand what had happened and left the room. I peeked out and saw him leaning against the wall, panting heavily and swallowing hard. Although I didn't know how much he had seen, his actions stirred a different kind of excitement within me.
"Nikolas, what do you want from us?" I went out and spoke to him in a normal tone, trying to ease the awkwardness between us.
"Oh, it's like this, I... just now, I... ah, no," Pan Jiale seemed to still be recovering from the earlier embarrassment, his words still a bit incoherent. However, he quickly got back to the point: "Since it's still quite early, a few of us teachers were just discussing whether we should go for a walk. I was wondering if you and Huiyun would like to come along?"
"Oh, no, we're both tired today and want to rest. I think you shouldn't overdo it tonight, get some rest, there are many activities waiting for us tomorrow!" After saying goodbye, Pan Jiale resumed his signature smile. After saying goodbye to me, he left alone.
I closed the door, this time locking it to prevent that kind of thing from happening again. A short while later, Huiyun seemed to hear the door lock, knowing Pan Jiale had left, so she opened the bathroom door. Naked, she emerged from the bathroom, her body smelling of vanilla soap. Because of the soap, her beautiful body reflected the light, appearing smooth as if coated with oil.
"Is he gone?" A blush appeared on her face, whether from the hot water during the shower or from the embarrassment of being seen naked by a man who wasn't her husband.
I knew Huiyun wasn't finished showering, so without thinking, I stripped off all my clothes and underwear, and this time I really carried Huiyun into the bathtub. Huiyun and I, like two fleshy worms, intertwined in the narrow bathroom, finally releasing our pent-up desires.
I turned on the shower, and cold water cascaded over our bodies. I made her lie face down against the wall, pressing my chest tightly against her pink back, burying my head in her hair and shoulders. My hands reached from behind to the front, constantly playing with Huiyun's tender nipples, while my tongue licked her neck repeatedly. She clamped my hard penis between her legs. Because Huiyun's legs had been washed with soap and water, they were particularly smooth, allowing my penis to slide in and out smoothly. Huiyun, panting softly, occasionally showed spasms.
I kissed Huiyun's cherry lips, exchanging each other's fluids. About five minutes passed, and my penis was quite erect, so I turned off the shower, took out the soap Huiyun had used, and rubbed it all over my hands.
My soap-covered hands caressed Huiyun's soft yet firm breasts, my index finger constantly playing with her two alluring nipples. Huiyun wasn't to be outdone; her hands, also covered in soap, roamed over my body, sometimes even fiddling with my testicles, while my penis remained nestled between her legs.
"Husband, come in quickly!" Huiyun and I parted, and she looked at me with longing eyes, turning around, her plump buttocks raised, using her hands to spread her labia, waiting for my entry.
Seeing this scene, on one hand, the image of Pan Jiale's reaction when he first saw Huiyun naked and walked out the door kept flashing through my mind; on the other hand, my heart was pounding like a deer, as if it were about to jump out of my chest.
Two trembling hands eagerly used his protective manhood as a key, slowly opening the two doors to paradise between Huiyun's legs.
With the secretions of her vaginal opening, I easily conquered her. "Ah..." When I was fully inside, Huiyun's moans echoed throughout the bathroom. However, I didn't immediately thrust, but instead savored the pressure of her moist, soft flesh against my penis.
"Wife, I'm coming." I slowly began to move like a piston, and the sound of my genitals slapping against Huiyun's buttocks echoed throughout the bathroom.
"Ah...husband, so good...faster...husband...you're the best...ah...ah..."
I tried to imagine myself as Pan Jiale, fiercely attacking Huiyun.
"Come here, let me hold you." Huiyun turned around, and I sat on the edge of the bathtub, holding her in my arms. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, and her legs were tightly wrapped around my waist. Using gravity, my penis could penetrate even deeper into Huiyun's body. Huiyun was kissing me while simultaneously stroking herself up and down.
After a while, I felt a tingling sensation coming from my penis. It seemed the time was almost up. "Emily... I'm coming..." Even though we had already used up a lot of energy, Huiyun was even more energetic than before, as if she were a female jockey riding a fast horse, using her last breath to whip her horse, making a final sprint before the finish line.
"Ah... husband... I'm almost there too... together... ah... ah... ah..." Huiyun was still using all the strength she had when sucking on my nipples to reach the maximum pleasure.
"Wife... get up... get up..." I still didn't want to ejaculate inside, so I tried to pick Huiyun up. "Husband... I'm almost there... ah... wait... wait... ah..." But Huiyun showed no sign of remembering and continued fighting.
I tried everything to get Huiyun up, but I had no energy left for anything else; all my strength was now focused on preparing for the moment of ejaculation. "Shoot inside... husband... uh..." Huiyun gripped even tighter than before, showing no intention of giving me a chance to ejaculate outside. Her pleasurable moans kept stimulating me; it seemed she not only wanted to experience the pleasure of orgasm but also the joy of being ejaculated inside.
"Ah...I came...I love you...emirily..." Lost in my fantasy, I called Huiyun by her English name, just like Pan Jiale, though she didn't seem to notice. Because I was projecting Pan Jiale onto myself, the tingling sensation in my penis had reached its limit. I could feel waves of semen shooting through my urethra into Huiyun's vaginal walls, and I could also feel her warm vaginal fluids pouring onto my glans.
"Mmm..." Huiyun let out a final moan, closing her eyes to enjoy the pleasure of the hot semen shooting out into her wet vagina.
Afterwards, Huiyun and I were both completely exhausted, so we remained in that riding position, savoring the afterglow together. We kissed for a while, then showered each other, and I left the bathroom first. After I got dressed, I sat on the bed, savoring the indescribable excitement I had just felt.
When Huiyun came out, it was already past 10 p.m. She was only wearing a light blue tank top and lace-trimmed panties. She walked to the bed, sat down against the headboard, wrapped her arms around mine, gently rested her head on my shoulder, and looked at me with her large, crystal-clear eyes.
"Honey, did you call me Emily just now?"
"Yes...did I?" I was taken aback. I thought Huiyun would have forgotten how I called her because of her excitement, but she remembered it perfectly.
"Yes, you did! Why did you call me Emily like Pan Jiale?" I didn't expect Huiyun to be so persistent. When I heard her say "call me Emily like Pan Jiale," I suddenly felt a warm glow inside. I thought she would have forgotten what I said because she was too excited, but she remembered it quite clearly.
"Don't lie to me, I really heard it. But there's something I don't know if I should tell you. If I don't tell you, I feel bad, but if I do, I'm afraid you'll be unhappy." The usually quick-witted Huiyun was speaking haltingly, making me even more eager to hear more.
"Tell me, and I promise I won't blame you." My curiosity made me desperately want Huiyun to explain.
"Are you serious? You really don't blame me?"
"I really don't blame you. I swear to the light, if I blame you, I'll punish myself by not being able to get close to you for a week. Ha!"
"Ugh, if you say that, won't you make me suffer?" Huiyun was still acting like a child outside, fussing in my ear: "When you called me Emily just now, I (paused)... I really thought the person behind me was Nicolas!"
When I heard Huiyun say that she imagined the person behind her was Pan Jiale, just like before, the blood in my heart was as hot as lava erupting from a volcano, and I couldn't help but frown. There were so many unexpected things happening to me today, but the most unexpected thing was that my beloved Huiyun told me to my face that she fantasized about Pan Jiale behind her.
"Look at you, your brows are furrowed like an old man's. I knew you'd be upset." Huiyun sighed. "I'm sorry, honey, I only told you the truth because I didn't want to lie to you. Actually, I don't know why myself. When I found out he had seen me naked, I panicked. I didn't know what to do, so I ran into the bathroom. You know what? I tried to calm myself down with water, but I just couldn't. I don't know why, but my heart was pounding, and I felt so ashamed. But I didn't really want to do that with him (pauses again)... Honey, I still love you very much, I really, really love you. Please don't think of me as a woman with bad thoughts, okay?" As she said this, Huiyun wrapped her arms around me even tighter than before, as if she was afraid that if she let go, I would disappear immediately.
I used to fantasize about Pan Jiale possessing Huiyun, but now that I actually heard her say the same thing, I found it hard to control my emotions. After hearing her words, I did feel a pang of jealousy, but at the same time, I didn't want Huiyun to be sad because of my unhappiness. I wanted to forgive her, but every time I was about to say it, I swallowed my words.
Seeing my hesitant expression, Huiyun herself didn't know what to say, and her face became even more dejected. I don't know if I regretted speaking my true feelings and making myself disliked, or if I regretted having such a filthy thought.
"Honey, I'm sorry, please forgive me?" Huiyun suddenly teared up. Seeing her like this, my heart ached. My hands instinctively tightened around her, and through her soft, smooth hair, I whispered in her ear, "Don't cry, I forgive you. A trip should be fun, right? I shouldn't have made you cry, I deserve a beating."
My male pride told me I couldn't let the woman beside me cry, especially my wife. So I turned off the bedside lamp, lay down, and stroked Huiyun's long hair while kissing her forehead. She buried her head in my chest, holding my other hand tightly, and soon fell asleep peacefully.
Dawn broke...did it really break? (V)

"Husband...save me...husband...husband..." Hearing the cries, I opened my eyes. Through my hazy vision, I seemed to see a naked woman lying on the bed, with a burly, dark-skinned man between her legs. The two were pressed tightly together.
In my dazed state, besides hearing the bed creaking from their movements, I also heard the man's ambiguous moans and the woman's mournful cries. As I slowly regained consciousness, I realized that the man was Pan Jiale, and the woman was none other than my beloved wife, Huiyun. Scattered under the bed were their clothes and underwear.
Huiyun lay on the bed, her body convulsing unnaturally, trying to push away Pan Jiale's rough, grotesque hands that had deformed her full breasts.
"You're finally awake? Do you know Emily isn't satisfied with your penis? She needs my real, solid one. And her pussy has already told me it's incredibly thirsty inside. But it doesn't matter, I'll feed her some rich, fresh, and uniquely male milk in a bit, to make her feel better. Haha!" I never expected Pan Jiale to say such things to me.
"You...you...you let me go! Let my wife go!" I was so angry that my blood was rushing to my head, and my body was already trembling. Unfortunately, my limbs were bound by thick hemp rope and I couldn't move, so I could only yell at him.
Huiyun on the bed had tears in her eyes, and her hands kept trying to break free from Pan Jiale's body, but the difference in physical strength between men and women was too great. Seeing Huiyun struggling only made Pan Jiale more primal. Unfortunately, I was restricted in my movements by the thick hemp rope, and seeing that Pan Jiale was getting faster and faster, I guessed he was about to explode.
"Your wife? She's my wife from now on. My dear wife... Get ready to receive my care..." Pan Jiale used all his strength, his thrusting speed gradually increasing, even faster than when I was doing it, like a pile driver. In the final sprint, he tried to penetrate deeper each time, and Huiyun's tears flowed like a flood from her eyes.
"No... no, I can't today... don't ejaculate inside... I'll get pregnant... no...
ah... um..." Huiyun also resisted with all her might, but unfortunately, her hands were pinned down by Pan Jiale, and even her lips were blocked by his mouth.
"Ah..." Pan Jiale parted Huiyun's lips, his strong hips slamming down, penetrating her deepest depths, and letting out a final long sigh. His face began to contort, his hands squeezing Huiyun's breasts out of shape, while his two swollen testicles, terrifying to look at, began to contract inwards, presumably as he began to pour his long-accumulated, fresh, and warm semen into Huiyun's uterus.
Huiyun had stopped resisting. Instead, she closed her eyes tightly, gripped Pan Jiale's hands, and wrapped her legs around his muscular waist, her toes curling. It seemed Huiyun had silently accepted and enjoyed the healthy seeds Pan Jiale would give her for conception.
Seeing this, my mind could no longer think rationally. I couldn't let this continue. I struggled to tear the rope binding my hands, intending to stop Pan Jiale's beastly act, but the rope was impossible to break.
Watching Huiyun's vagina absorb Pan Jiale's years of essence, and seeing myself powerless, sadness, resentment, jealousy, and a strange excitement swirled in my mind like a jumbled mess.
"No!" I screamed to the heavens. At the same time, I was no longer in the room I had just left, but in the hotel room I had stayed in yesterday, and I was no longer bound by the rope. I looked at my clothes; they were completely soaked. Perhaps it was the sunlight, but the air conditioning in the room seemed noticeably cooler.
It turned out all of this was a dream. I kept thinking, could it be that my thoughts were manifesting in my dreams? And compared to the nightmares I'd just had, those movies like *The Ring* and *Ju-on* were nothing.
The wall clock showed 7 o'clock, still a long time before our appointment. I wanted to sleep a little longer, but I just couldn't fall asleep. Huiyun, sleeping next to me, was breathing heavily in my ear, making me incredibly itchy. At the same time, her unique body scent irritated my nose.
Although there were curtains, the sunlight streaming through the window made her hair appear soft and shiny, and her face looked exceptionally rosy. Because her hands were using my arms as a pillow, her two soft breasts pressed tightly against my arms, and her two long, slender legs, peeking out from her shorts, held my feet firmly. I dared not move an inch, afraid of waking this sleeping beauty.
I slowly took a tissue from the box on the bedside table, gently wiping the sweat from my body and stroking Huiyun's hair. I felt beads of sweat on her forehead, so I got up and turned the air conditioning up a bit. Since I smelled quite strongly of sweat, I went to the bathroom to wash up and took a shower.
After fussing in the bathroom for a while, I looked at the clock when I came out; it was already 7:45. Huiyun was already starting to wriggle in bed. "Mmm..." Perhaps because the sunlight was getting stronger, Huiyun shifted her body and let out a groan.
"Honey, is it dawn?" Huiyun, lying in bed, woke up from her sleep, stretched, and rubbed her half-open eyes as she looked at me.
"Well, it's almost time, hurry up and get ready!"
"Honey, I..." Huiyun hesitated, looking somewhat bewildered, "I'll go take a shower first."
"Okay." This side of Huiyun was indeed quite rare; perhaps she was still upset about what happened last night.
It was just past 8:30, thankfully we were still in time, but everyone in the restaurant was already there, waiting for us. Perhaps because of the embarrassing incident last night, Huiyun and Pan Jiale barely made eye contact, except for a brief greeting, and Pan Jiale didn't come over to chat with us like usual.
After breakfast, we discussed where to go. Although we disagreed, the majority of the group consisted of women, and some men who were obviously henpecked husbands would definitely side with their wives, so the result was clearly one-sided. In the end, we decided to go shopping on Nathan Road in Tsim Sha Tsui first, to satisfy the ladies' shopping desires.
Just like last time, the area was filled with shops selling fashion and handbags, and it was indeed a favorite spot for ladies. Everyone who had looked exhausted in the hotel restaurant earlier seemed refreshed here. Huiyun had originally planned to shop in Hong Kong, and now that she was here, the pressure she had felt since earlier seemed to be lifted.
Since there were so many shops, we browsed a few nearby. Huiyun had been worried about not finding that dress she liked last time, and now that we were here, she was eager to drag me around. Unfortunately, after visiting many shops, we still couldn't find it.
But soon, Huiyun's attention was drawn to a nearby shoe store. Although the store wasn't large, it was well-equipped, carrying all the latest Japanese and South Korean women's shoes. After looking around for a while, Huiyun's gaze fell on a pair of white, patterned, peep-toe platform sandals with a bow, priced at two hundred yuan. She asked the sales clerk to bring them out of stock.
Huiyun smiled knowingly as she tried them on; although she didn't ask me to buy them for her, it was clear she really liked them. To earn that radiant smile, I reluctantly pulled out a credit card from my wallet and weakly handed it to the sales clerk. This time, not only did Huiyun smile, but the sales clerk also thanked me repeatedly and quickly went to the counter to swipe the card.
Normally, I would have considered the price, but now I hoped to stop Huiyun from thinking about that embarrassing incident that made her unhappy. Unfortunately, it was a hardship for my wallet. I'm sure my credit card will continue to be "burnt" for the next few days.
"Thank you, honey. I knew you understood me best," Huiyun suddenly grasped my hand, and I could feel the warmth of her body in her small palm.
"I'll buy my wife anything she likes," I said, uttering words I wouldn't normally say. When Huiyun heard this, she rested her head on my shoulder and even secretly kissed my cheek in public.
Afterwards, our group of about a dozen people wandered around Tsim Sha Tsui until the afternoon, when we went to a restaurant for lunch. Perhaps because we were a large group, and each of us was carrying several bags of clothes and shoes, the waiter immediately recognized us as mainland tourists. He approached us respectfully and asked us questions in friendly Mandarin.
Since it was summer vacation, many mainland tourists were visiting Hong Kong, and we could hear quite a few Mandarin-speaking tourists eating there. Due to our numbers, we had to wait until there were enough seats to go in. Pan Jiale and Huiyun had initially tried to avoid the awkwardness of the previous night by sitting opposite each other, but this only increased eye contact, making them feel even more embarrassed.
By the time we sat down, it was almost 2 PM. Everyone, probably tired from shopping, let out a collective sigh of relief and exchanged knowing smiles. Although we were outwardly laughing and chatting, Huiyun and Pan Jiale never made eye contact.
Seeing the two of them like this, I suddenly wondered how Huiyun felt about Pan Jiale. I noticed that Huiyun had been acting strangely ever since Pan Jiale saw her naked, which was completely different from her usual self. But I didn't ask Huiyun, because I didn't want to bring back those memories.
Afterwards, we went back to the hotel, put down our purchases, and then wandered around for a while, staying until evening. I remember last time I came here, I didn't know there was an Avenue of Stars in Tsim Sha Tsui. Under the night lights, the Avenue of Stars was very prominent, shining brightly as if it truly represented every star.
It's said that there are actually handprints of celebrities on this Avenue of Stars, so Huiyun and I split up to find the handprints of our favorite stars, and then, with the neon lights of Hong Kong at night and the view of Victoria Harbour, we kept "murdering" the film in our camera.
"Nikolas, could you take a picture for us?" Since we wanted to take a couple's photo, and Pan Jiale happened to be nearby, Huiyun kept walking up to him, smiling as she spoke. It seemed Huiyun had completely forgotten about last night's events, and she and Pan Jiale were quickly back to their usual uninhibited conversation. Was her "forgetfulness" a good thing or a bad thing? I felt a pang of unease.
Since the morning had been entirely occupied by the ladies, now it was the men's turn. Having heard that Hong Kong's nightlife was vibrant, we started wandering around. We don't know where we ended up, but we saw what looked like a karaoke bar. The atmosphere was great; under the soft lighting, and because the visibility was poor, it allowed many couples to do things they wouldn't normally dare to do.
Although the crowds in such places were quite diverse, all the ladies on our side seemed rather open-minded, and with male companions, they naturally didn't seem to mind these places.
Everyone started requesting songs, and of course, beer was a must. Huiyun quickly downed two bottles. Although the lighting was dim, making it impossible to tell if her face was flushed, her actions suggested she'd had quite a bit.
Because she'd only drunk a moderate amount, Huiyun, in a semi-conscious state, quickly sat down with Pan Jiale again. Pan Jiale hadn't been deliberately avoiding Huiyun, so when she acknowledged him, he immediately reverted to his previous behavior. He even suggested we play some dice games, which enlivened the atmosphere, even prompting the principal to sing his signature song.
About an hour later, everyone had drunk quite a bit, and Huiyun, sitting next to me, started getting excited, fueled by the alcohol. She and Pan Jiale were playing rock-paper-scissors with great enthusiasm, perhaps to the point of oblivion, when she took off her coat, leaving only a tank top. Pan Jiale, seeing this, became even more excited, playing even more wildly with Huiyun.
Huiyun had completely ignored my presence, preoccupied with playing dice with Pan Jiale. The other teachers, seeing I wasn't doing anything, kept trying to get me to sing along. I couldn't refuse, so I just went along with them. But seeing Huiyun like this, I couldn't help but worry, so every time I went on stage to sing, I would intentionally or unintentionally observe their every move.
Just as I was getting annoyed, my phone vibrated. I checked and saw that Zijian had called me many times. Since the room was filled with singing and voices, I picked up the phone and went outside the karaoke bar. Although the street outside was hot without air conditioning, it was unusually quiet.
"Hello, is this Zijian? What do you want?" I dialed many times, and after a long while, Zijian's voice finally came through.
"It's dawn? Where are you? I've been looking for you everywhere!"
"I'm in Hong Kong now. I went on a trip with Huiyun. What happened?"
"You know what? That Phoebe is back! I saw her yesterday. She's a real beauty! She has the purity of Erika Sawajiri and the allure of Leah Dison. You're not bad, kid, managing to snag such a stunning mixed-race beauty."
"What? She's back? Didn't Mingjun and the others say there were still a few days left?"
"I find it strange too! But she said she came back a few days early because she had someone she wanted to meet and her job in the US was settled. But I heard from Mingjun and Mingjue that the person she wanted to meet was you! Sigh, why don't I have that kind of luck? Hey, brother, you're a married man! You have a beautiful wife at home, but you still go out and have affairs. That's not good! Are you planning to have an extramarital affair?"
Zijian complained while laughing, but for some reason, I sensed a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"That would be troublesome, but Huiyun and I are currently traveling in Hong Kong, and I can't leave. She's not my extramarital affair; we got together before I married Huiyun, but we have nothing to do with each other now. So you'd better think of a way quickly. I don't want Huiyun to know about my past with her! Otherwise, I'll never be able to clear my name."
"Oh, so that's how it is. No wonder she didn't know you were married."
"What? You told her I was married?"
"Don't worry, I didn't tell her anything. She said that if she met the person she wanted to meet, she might marry him! Isn't that obviously trying to get you married? If you don't want her to continue misunderstanding, you should tell her quickly and not keep her waiting. If it's inconvenient for you, I can do it for you!"
"Ah, no, you can't tell her like that now... I'll tell her myself!" I knew that Zijian, a man who hadn't truly tasted love, would be attracted to Photobee. But I didn't care what Zijian would do to Photobee; I was just afraid that he wouldn't know his limits and would blurt out the fact that I was married. Because he didn't know how terrifying this woman was, it would be difficult to handle if he angered her.
"You mean I should hand the phone to her? But I'm not in that hotel right now..."
"No, no, I mean I'll come back and tell her right now."
"Didn't you say you were traveling in Hong Kong with Huiyun? If you come back, Huiyun will definitely know."
Zijian reminded me of that. If I go back, I'll definitely have to get past Huiyun first.
How can I prevent Huiyun from coming back with me, and still have a legitimate reason to go back? I thought and thought, and finally came up with something, but I didn't know if it would work. But there wasn't any extra time to think of a better way now.
"I can take the train back immediately, but I need your cooperation." I told Zijian my idea.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, I had chatted with Zijian for over half an hour. When I went back in, the place was practically unrecognizable. Many people were already passed out on the sofas, while only the principal and Hao-ge remained perfectly sober. Huiyun, however, was much the same as before I left, only occasionally taking a few sips of beer. Pan Jiale, on the other hand, kept chugging beer, clearly having lost badly.
Seeing that Huiyun was still somewhat conscious, I called her out of the karaoke bar: "Honey, I have some urgent business to attend to and need to go back to OO. Can you stay here?"
"What urgent business can't I go with?" Perhaps it was the temperature difference between inside and outside, but Huiyun sneezed a few times as she came out, then held her forehead with her hand; the alcohol was starting to take effect. Since I'm not good at lying, I felt a chill when I heard her ask that.
"Zijian said on the phone that he was in a traffic accident and injured both legs. He's been taken to the hospital, but a family member or friend needs to handle the admission procedures. You know Zijian's family is all out of town, and besides his family, I'm the closest person to him. If I don't help him, no one else will." I said, handing the phone to Huiyun.
"Hello, is this Zijian? Tianliang said you were in the hospital. Are you alright?" Huiyun took the phone. Under the neon lights, her face was starting to look distorted; the alcohol was clearly taking its toll on her. We talked for a few minutes before she gave the phone back to me.
"In that case, I'll go back with you."
"Look at you, you've already worked so hard, and you've been shopping all day. How could I bear to let you go through all that trouble for him? I see you've gotten quite familiar with my colleagues and their wives. Besides, your vacation is only a few days long. Didn't you keep saying you wanted to travel? It's a rare vacation for you, so you should relax and enjoy these few days. Go back in a few days!"
I said, then took out my wallet from my pocket and handed my credit card to Huiyun: "Buy whatever you like, don't overthink it."
Huiyun, having drunk alcohol and being particularly tired from walking all day, probably didn't have the energy to think about anything else. Before she could agree, I quickly helped her inside.
"Hey, Tianliang, did you go out with Emily just now? Hmm, what happened to her? Is she alright?"
Pan Jiale shook his head. It seemed that for a grown man like him, his alcohol tolerance was inversely proportional to his physical condition; he wasn't as good at drinking as I had imagined.
"Oh, she just drank a little too much, she should be fine in a bit. I have something urgent to attend to in OO, so I need to go take care of her right away. Please take care of her, she'll be staying here with you for a few more days," I said to Pan Jiale, because he was the only one here who knew Huiyun well.
My man's intuition told me that Pan Jiale had a certain fondness for Huiyun. To prevent this from happening, I also told Hao Ge that I hoped he could keep an eye on things, so that Pan Jiale wouldn't be able to take advantage of Huiyun when she wasn't looking.
Then I explained the situation to the principal, checked the time, and hurriedly left. I returned to the hotel, packed my luggage, and rushed to Luohu to catch the last train back to Guangzhou.
After more than three hours of travel, I returned home from Hong Kong. It was already past 2 a.m., and my legs were so tired that I couldn't support my body any longer. From the moment I closed the door, I immediately lay down on the sofa. Because of the rush back and the activities in the morning, I was extremely tired, so I fell asleep without realizing it.
The phone woke me up very early the next morning. Because I hadn't showered the night before, the living room reeked of my sweat, which I found utterly disgusting. I opened the phone to find a message from Zijian saying the party would start at 1 pm at the buffet restaurant. I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 11:30. Although it was her party, many people from the past would be there, so I took a shower and changed into something more presentable.
All the way to the hotel, my heart was pounding like a racing car. I couldn't face Photobe anymore. I knew I would come back to Huiyun, but I still ended up with her and had an inappropriate relationship, leading to this terrible situation entirely because of my lust.
After entering the hotel, I checked my watch; the time was perfect, and I could already see many people eating and catching up. Although the place was packed with people, I quickly spotted Zijian, who was wearing a rather unusual suit. However, Zijian gave me a strange look and started waving at me incessantly. I waved back and walked towards him.
Mingjun and Mingjue also waved when they saw me. However, a woman in a pink mini dress had her back to me the whole time. After Mingjun whispered something in her ear, she turned around and looked at me. Her shoulder-length curly hair, dyed light orange, covered half of her right eye. Her beautiful, oval face, typical of mixed-race women, exuded a mature charm with a hint of shyness. Her slightly parted, cherry-red lips, painted with lipstick, were particularly alluring. Combined with her trendy attire, I felt she was no ordinary woman.
But what I never expected was that she had a child with her. The child also looked mixed-race and resembled Photobee very much.
"Phoebe, see? I told you so! Tianliang hasn't changed at all in the past five years!" Mingjue said to the foreign woman beside her as I approached.
Without a word, Pheebe came up and hugged me tightly. I couldn't resist at all, and the perfume emanating from her was very strong.
"Tianliang, do you know how much I've missed you? Oh, and I haven't given you a special gift yet,"
Pheebe said to me in accented Mandarin. Even though we had just parted, she still maintained a close distance with me, so close that I could practically feel her every breath.
She called over the mixed-race little boy beside her. Whether he was shy or something, he stood behind Phoenix and kept clutching her skirt.
"Come here, Stephen, he's your father, call him Dad." I never imagined I'd have such a son. I was stunned and glanced at Jian, who looked helpless.
Was it really dawn? (VI)
"What do you want him to call me?" I looked at Phoenix in utter surprise. She pulled the little boy in front of me, but he refused to look me in the eye, remaining hidden behind her.
"I want him to call you Daddy. He's my son, and also your son. Are you happy to receive this gift?" Phoenix's smug expression left me completely bewildered. Why did I suddenly have such a big son? And there were a few other people around, probably just like me, staring at Photobee, wondering what was going on. Our relationship was an old, clandestine affair; nobody knew about it back then, so it's no wonder they looked so surprised.
"Are you kidding me? How could he be my son? You already..." I started to speak, but Photobee put a finger to my lips, signaling me to stop talking there. I realized it wasn't appropriate to say these things in public, so I immediately shut up. Then she whispered a few words in Mingjun and the others' ears, and then forcefully pulled me and the little boy into the elevator.
"Everyone wait a minute, Photobee has some personal matters to attend to, please wait a bit." On the way in, I heard Mingjun and Mingjue using this phrase to greet the others. This gave me a chance to explain things to Photobee and understand the whole story at once.
"Hmph, judging from your tone just now, you don't want to admit it, do you?" After closing the elevator door, Phoenix seemed like a completely different person. Gone was her gentle smile, replaced by a disdainful expression, and her words were clearly sarcastic: "So you're saying he was brought into this world by someone else, and I chose you to be the cheap father, is that it? I knew you'd say that, and I'll show you the evidence now."
That wasn't what I meant. I just wanted to know why she gave birth to the baby she was carrying. We did have a physical relationship back then. After I found out she was pregnant, I offered her money to have an abortion, but she said I was still studying, and all my money was going towards tuition and living expenses. She said she wouldn't have any extra money for other expenses and would handle it herself. I never expected her to not have an abortion and give birth to him. And now, hearing her speak so sharply, I didn't know how to respond and could only listen to her continue.
"Don't you find it strange that I didn't abort and gave birth to him?" Phone not only saw through my thoughts, but her words also hit the nail on the head: "You know what? I really, really love you so much, that's why I didn't abort him back then. I wanted to give birth to him because I love you deeply, and I knew I could marry you. When I returned to America, Daddy was furious when he found out I was pregnant out of wedlock, but for you and for our baby, I argued with him a lot, ran away from home many times, and even threatened to kill myself, because I believed you loved me too. I never expected that after five years of separation, you would say such things to me." At this point, Phone was not only extremely angry, but also very emotional.
Soon, the elevator arrived at the 7th floor, and Phone dragged Stephen out of the elevator. I followed them closely, wanting to know what evidence she had to prove that he was my son. Stephen, walking ahead of me, followed his mother like this, occasionally turning his head to look at me. His cute little face was a complete clone of Phoenix's, only lacking the features of a father like Qixing. If someone said he was my son, I wouldn't believe it unless I saw proof.
We arrived at room 715. Phoenix opened the door and went in alone, opening a black handbag next to the TV. After a short while, he took out a form and handed it to me: "This is the receipt for the paternity test I applied for at the laboratory. The results will be out in a few days." The receipt showed it was from a well-known paternity testing center in Guangzhou.
"How exactly did you get my DNA?"
"Didn't you meet with Mingjun and the others before? That's when they helped me extract the DNA from your cup. You know, I didn't want to do this pointless thing, but I was most afraid that someone would try to renege on the deal, so I did it. I never thought it would come in handy." Phoenix's tone was even more dissatisfied than before. She crossed her arms and looked at me with eyes that seemed to want to kill me. "If you still don't believe me, then pluck a hair from Stephen's head and have it tested."
So, when I met with Mingjun and the others, their excuse about work was just a pretext. Their real purpose was to extract the DNA I left on the cup when I wasn't around.
I looked down at Stephen next to me. I don't know if it was because of my gaze, but he immediately ran back to Phoenix's side in fear. At this moment, Phoenix took out a pair of scissors from another suitcase, grabbed Stephen's hair, cut off a small section, and handed it to me. I took it and put it in my pocket. After she put the scissors back, she pulled Stephen to my side again. However, Stephen was still very afraid of me. No matter how many times Phoenix pushed him to my side, he always held onto Phoenix's skirt and wouldn't let go.
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I already told you he's your dad, why are you so afraid of him? Now get out of this room!" When Phoenix saw that Stephen wouldn't come near me, he got very angry, shook off Stephen's hand, forcibly carried him out of the hallway, and then slammed the door shut.
"Waaah... Mom... I'm sorry... please open the door..." When Stephen saw his mother abandon him, he was instantly terrified the moment the door was slammed shut. He pounded on the door with all his might to apologize while crying very hard.
Although it was lunchtime and the party in the lobby had attracted many people, there were practically no one left on the 7th floor except for Stephen and me. However, his loud, heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the corridor, and it was hard to guarantee that those still on the 7th floor wouldn't hear them. Seeing this scene, I think even a stranger would feel sorry for the little boy crying so hoarsely.
"I won't let you in unless you call him Dad." A harsh scolding voice came from inside, and Stephen cried even louder after hearing it.
"Phoenix, please open the door first, okay? Don't frighten him. He's innocent in what happened between us." Seeing Stephen like this, I suddenly felt pity for him, so I also knocked on the door and pleaded for him, hoping that Phoenix wouldn't act impulsively.
I knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no sign of anyone opening it. I thought about it carefully. If this child really was my biological son, even though I had no parental ties to him, he was still my flesh and blood, and I didn't want him to suffer unnecessary treatment because of what happened between us. So I had no choice but to use a temporary measure and agree with Phoenix.
"I'm sorry, Phoenix, I believe you. Please open the door. You're only making our child suffer!" Not long after I finished speaking, Phoenix immediately opened the door. Stephen, whose eyes were already red and swollen from crying, rushed over and hugged Phoenix's legs tightly when he saw his mother again, as if he was afraid that if he let go, he would never see his mother again.

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