Three cups of coffee [full]

The First Cup -
One year. Winter. A small town in southern Jiangsu.
Li Shaoqiu had been home for two days. He had originally been studying at a teachers' college in Shanghai through self-study, but suddenly found it boring and came home. On his first day back, he slept soundly. On the second day, he went to his best friend Laoshu's house, smoked, chatted, and watched him play online games. Then, Mao Mao messaged him on QQ saying she wanted to meet him.
Mao Mao was a woman. A year ago, Li Shaoqiu and Laoshu met her while playing a Jianghu chat room. At that time, Li Shaoqiu hadn't gone to Shanghai yet, and Laoshu was working as a manager at an internet cafe. "Jianghu" was set up by the internet cafe owner; it was essentially a local chat room with some game-like features—leveling up, making money, killing—all displayed in text, somewhat like the prototype of the later-emerging web games.
The people who frequented this chat room were all from the town, and Mao Mao was no exception. Mao Mao was from the town, but at that time she wasn't in the town; she was working for a large company in Shanghai. Actually, it wasn't just Li Shaoqiu and Laoshu who knew her; everyone in the chat room knew her. This woman was very interesting; she spent more time in the chat room than anyone else. Most remarkably, she flirted with almost everyone in the chat room, even women. She had no taboos.
Mao Mao said she wanted to meet her. Li Shaoqiu asked Laoshu, "Isn't she in Shanghai?"
"She's been back for several months, saying her family is pressuring her to get married," Laoshu said, blowing out a smoke ring.
Actually, Li Shaoqiu knew that although Mao Mao had flirted with him online, the person she really wanted to meet wasn't Li Shaoqiu, but Laoshu. Mao Mao's seduction of Laoshu was almost blatant; once she even bluntly asked him if he would sleep with her, but Laoshu had just ended a deeply memorable online romance and wasn't interested in Mao Mao. "The key is she's just looking for a lover to play around with; I'm not that kind of person," Laoshu told Li Shaoqiu.
As best friends, the two men never shied away from talking about women.
Ten minutes later, Mao Mao called Lao Shu: "I'm here!"
"Where are you?"
"Downstairs."
Li Shaoqiu and Lao Shu went downstairs to meet her.
A neat and refreshing female office worker, with milky-white skin, medium height, and a plump figure. It was the first time Li Shaoqiu and Lao Shu had met Mao Mao; she hadn't even sent them a photo before. Lao Shu, however, had shown her a picture of himself. He used to be very handsome, with a spiky haircut, somewhat resembling a gangster in Ekin Cheng's "Young and Dangerous" movies.
Mao Mao grinned as she looked at the two young men in front of her, two deep dimples appearing on her cheeks: "Hehehe! Tsk tsk tsk tsk!"
Li Shaoqiu and Lao Shu laughed as well. Luckily, it wasn't a "dinosaur" (unattractive man).
"Why are you so much fatter than in the photos?" Mao Mao recognized Lao Shu first.
"I gained weight staying at home," Lao Shu chuckled, pointing to Li Shaoqiu beside him, "Chongzi." "
Chongzi" was Li Shaoqiu's online name.
"Just got back?" Mao Mao asked Li Shaoqiu.
“Yeah, I’ve been home for two days,” Li Shaoqiu replied, then asked her, “Where are you working now?”
“At the mobile company. I just finished meeting a client, so I thought I’d drop by.”
Although they were quite familiar with each other online, they were still a bit reserved in person, unable to find a topic to talk about. The three of them just smiled and stood there awkwardly.
Finally, it was Mouse who broke the silence, blurting out, “Where are you going?”
But the other two understood what she meant. When online friends meet, there are usually only two outcomes: either it’s a bad start, a few awkward words exchanged before quickly leaving, or they find each other agreeable and want to continue chatting, which inevitably leads to the question, “Where are you going?”
“I don’t know, anything is fine,” Li Shaoqiu said indifferently.
Mao Mao thought for a moment and said, “Let’s go to that internet cafe nearby. Mouse, you used to work there as an internet cafe manager, right? The owner is my older brother. We haven’t seen him since we got back, so we might as well go see him.”
The three of them went to the internet cafe. The owner wasn’t there, and in that kind of environment, the three of them couldn’t really chat, so they just went online, and they actually chatted much more smoothly on QQ. As dusk fell, Mao Mao treated the two to a meal at a restaurant, jokingly saying it was a welcome-back dinner for Li Shaoqiu. After dinner, they returned to the downstairs of Laoshu's house. Laoshu's parents were somewhat wary of him bringing girls home so casually, so he didn't invite Mao Mao upstairs to sit for a while, simply waving goodbye to the two.
"Are you going home?" Mao Mao asked Li Shaoqiu.
"Yes."
"Then I'll give you a ride."
Mao Mao had come on a women's motorcycle, which was rather small, barely able to carry one person. Li Shaoqiu sat on the back seat, most of his buttocks hanging off the edge.
"Come closer, don't fall off," Mao Mao reminded him.
Li Shaoqiu moved forward, his hips pressed tightly against Mao Mao's buttocks, his arms wrapped around her waist. Although it was winter, the southern Jiangsu region wasn't as warm as the north where people wore thick down jackets. Li Shaoqiu's palms covered Mao Mao's abdomen, and even through her clothes, he could clearly feel the soft flesh there. This made him a little dizzy, and he couldn't help but lean close to Mao Mao's hair, closing his eyes to smell its fragrance. Unconsciously, his lower body became hard, pressing against Mao Mao's crotch; he didn't know if she noticed.
Li Shaoqiu said from the back seat, "Hey, why are you wearing so many clothes?"
"A lot?" Mao Mao, driving without turning around, casually replied, "Not many
, I guess." "Definitely more than me. How many layers are you wearing?" Li Shaoqiu chuckled; this was one of his most common jokes to tease girls.
Mao Mao fell for the trick, saying earnestly, "Three pieces, what about you?"
Li Shaoqiu continued, "I'm wearing three pieces, you definitely have more than three."
Mao Mao asked curiously, "I'm wearing three pieces: a shirt, a sweater, and a coat."
Li Shaoqiu said confidently, "Nonsense, you're clearly wearing three and a half!"
Mao Mao then realized what he meant and laughed, "That counts too? Maybe I'm not wearing a bra?"
Li Shaoqiu gently touched her back with his fingers and said, "I can feel it even through the clothes, this is the strap, right?"
Mao Mao laughed heartily; she liked these slightly risqué jokes.
Soon they arrived at Li Shaoqiu's house, and he asked Mao Mao, "Come in and sit down?"
Unlike a mouse, Li Shaoqiu only had his mother at home; he was from a single-parent family. At this time, his mother was already asleep, and even if she wasn't, she rarely inquired about Li Shaoqiu's private affairs. After driving through the cold wind, it was a good opportunity to go inside and warm up. Besides, Mao Mao had a good impression of Li Shaoqiu, so she readily agreed, "Okay," and parked her motorcycle to the side.
Li Shaoqiu's house was a three-bedroom apartment. He had his own bedroom, which was simply furnished because he hadn't been home for many years. There was a sofa near the door, a double bed in the middle, a cabinet by the bed, and a desk by the window. That was all.
"Sit wherever you like," Li Shaoqiu said, gesturing to the sofa.
Mao Mao didn't stand on ceremony, took off her coat, and sank into the soft sofa. She rubbed her cold hands and breathed on them.
"Would you like something to drink? Water? Coffee?" Li Shaoqiu asked.
"Coffee," Mao Mao said. On a cold winter night like this, a warm cup of coffee would be quite pleasant.
Li Shaoqiu took two paper cups, made two packets of instant coffee, and placed them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Mao Mao took the cup, holding it in both hands. White steam rose from the rim, and Mao Mao gently blew on it. The room filled with the rich aroma of coffee.
Li Shaoqiu also sat down on the sofa, picked up the paper cup, and said with a smile, "It's not cold now, is it?"
"Hmm, it's not cold anymore." Mao Mao took a sip of coffee and said slowly, "Do you know who the internet cafe owner I was going to see was?"
"It's your older brother, you said so yourself," Li Shaoqiu said.
"Hehe, let me tell you a secret, actually... he's one of my lovers. A married man."
In a small town like this, being able to tell someone such a private matter represents a kind of trust. Unlike big cities like Shanghai, where people rarely interact and are mostly strangers who will never meet, small towns are different. You can easily become friends or relatives of someone you know after just a few words. So if someone casually tells others their private matters, the whole town might know by the next day. Li Shaoqiu realized Mao Mao's trust in him and thought it was a good start. The two of them had gradually transitioned their online friendship into real life.
"How many lovers do you have?" Li Shaoqiu asked casually, though this question had been on his mind for a long time since he met Mao Mao.
Mao Mao hesitated for a moment, then said slyly, "This... I can't tell you!"
A smart woman always maintains a sense of mystery in her relationships.
"Heh, if you don't want to say, that's fine," Li Shaoqiu said casually.
"Anyway, it's not less than yours. How many girlfriends have you had?"
"Me? A dozen or so, I guess."
Mao Mao's eyes widened, her face full of doubt: "Really? That's quite a lot—"
Li Shaoqiu smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
"Hmm—" Mao Mao thought for a moment, then said, "I have a question for you, and this time you have to answer seriously."
"Go ahead,"
Mao Mao leaned closer, her interest piqued: "How's things going with that young married woman in the Jianghu chat room?"
After all that beating around the bush, it turned out this was what she was really interested in. Li Shaoqiu suddenly understood. He hadn't quite understood what it was about him that attracted Mao Mao, but now he realized that women are women after all, and can't escape their gossipy nature.
"Which young married woman?" Li Shaoqiu feigned ignorance.
"Tch, still pretending?" Mao Mao sneered. "You two were chatting so enthusiastically, calling each other 'husband' and 'wife' in front of so many people, acting all lovey-dovey. Did you think we were all blind?"
"We're just a couple in the game."
"Nobody believes you! You two think everyone in the chat room uses screen names and nobody knows each other? You're saying all those explicit things in public... You're flirting to that extent, there must be a story behind it. Hey, I just told you a secret, and in exchange, you have to tell me this honestly too." Mao Mao insisted. A woman's curiosity, once it's piqued, is like a drug addiction.
According to Li Shaoqiu's personality, there's nothing that friends can't talk about, but considering that the matter involved a married woman, the consequences would be unimaginable if it got out, so he denied it outright. Now that he heard Mao Mao say this, continuing to hide it would make him seem petty. So he said seriously, "Okay, actually it's nothing, I've only met her twice."
"Tell me, tell me!" Mao Mao said excitedly.
Li Shaoqiu recalled briefly and said, "A year ago, Lao Shu and I first started playing in the Jianghu chat room. At first, there weren't many people, and you were there too. A few of us had relatively high levels. Then one day, a low-level account called 'Fairy Sister' asked me how to play the chat room. I was bored at the time, so I explained it to her in detail. She said I was very helpful, and that's how we met. Later, her level also increased, and we got to know each other better, eventually getting married in the chat room. You saw the jokes we made in the chat room; sometimes I teased her, made bets with her—all silly things. The bet was that the loser owed the winner a one-night stand. It was just something we said casually, not taken seriously. After a while, I was going to study in Shanghai. Lao Shu had just received his salary and said he wanted to invite Fairy Sister out for a meal before I left. He knew our relationship was half-serious, so he wanted to use this opportunity to let me meet her."
"Hmm, I know about what happened between you two in the chat room. And then?" Mao Mao urged.
“By that time, I had already owed her over eighty one-night stands,” Li Shaoqiu continued. “Laoshu and I invited her to a buffet, and she brought a female companion that day. Although someone in the chat room had secretly told me that Fairy Sister was a beauty, I didn’t really believe it. Later, when I actually met her, I realized it was true. She was the kind of person who was thin and bony, about 1.7 meters tall, dressed fashionably, and had a sweet, coquettish voice. She was seven years older than me, but her personality was like a little girl's; she needed to be coaxed. The four of us had a meal, played cards at the restaurant for a while, and then went to an internet cafe together for a bit. She said that I gave off a very relaxed vibe, and that she trusted me more in person than online.”
Mao Mao laughed when she heard this: “Hehe! I felt the same way.”
“That was our first meeting,” Li Shaoqiu said.
Mao Mao said disappointedly, "Nothing happened the first time, but what about the second time?"
Li Shaoqiu twirled the paper cup in his hand and said, "Two days after that meeting, she came to see me and said she had a gift for me. I took her to a nearby stream. It was already dark, and we sat on a large rock on the streambank, listening to the sound of the flowing water, looking at the moon and stars, and talking about our private lives without reservation—just like we are now. We talked about many happy things, and also some unhappy things. She talked about her husband, the owner of a cultural company, and how she had been with him since high school, almost 8 years ago." Years have passed. She has no children; she had been pregnant before, but had an abortion. Since her husband started his company, he's had more and more social engagements, coming home late at night, sometimes not at all. Gradually, she discovered he was having an affair… She started crying as she spoke, and I held her in my arms, but without any impure thoughts; I just wanted to offer this woman some comfort. Around midnight, a light rain began to fall, and she shivered from the cold. I wanted to take her home to shelter from the rain, but she insisted on going back, saying her parents would worry if she stayed out overnight. She walked away in the rain, hugging her shoulders, leaving me with a silver lighter. "
The cultural company…" Mao Mao murmured, "Maybe I really do know her. I have a rough idea of who her husband is."
"No way, what a coincidence?" Li Shaoqiu exclaimed, coming back to his senses.
"That woman, she has a mole on her right eyebrow, right? Wavy hair, very striking."
"You really know her!" Li Shaoqiu couldn't help but feel a little alarmed.
Mao Mao sighed and said, "I met her once. I run into her husband often; he knows my older brother. That man is actually quite nice, very classy, the type that women like."
Li Shaoqiu smiled wryly, "This town is really small... He wouldn't happen to be one of your lovers, would he?"
"No, no." Mao Mao was amused by Li Shaoqiu's nervous expression. "I'm not that promiscuous, would I? Every guy is my lover?"
Li Shaoqiu scratched his head and didn't speak.
Mao Mao wasn't satisfied and continued to ask him, "What happened after that night?"
"Then I went to Shanghai," Li Shaoqiu said.
"Really? You get so nervous when you hear I know her husband; there must be something else going on between you two!"
Li Shaoqiu frowned and said, "You women are really cunning. Okay, actually, she called me again the next morning."
"Oh?" Mao Mao clearly hadn't expected something to happen so soon.
“She said that last night, on our way to the stream, her husband’s friend saw us and told her husband,” Li Shaoqiu said. “She’s afraid her husband will come looking for me. Heh… I’m not worried about him coming for me. I haven’t done anything to his wife, so what’s there to be afraid of? Besides, those with nothing to lose aren’t afraid of those wearing shoes.”
“Did he come looking for you?” Mao Mao asked impatiently.
Li Shaoqiu shook his head: “No. A few days later, I went to Shanghai.”
“That’s it?” Mao Mao felt uninterested. “This story isn’t very good.”
“I haven’t finished,” Li Shaoqiu said. Mao Mao’s eyes immediately lit up again.
"After going to Shanghai, I rented an apartment with two friends and went to school most of the time. Life was pretty dull. After that heart-to-heart talk that night, I realized I had developed a strange feeling for her, like sympathy for her, or maybe I considered her a confidante. Anyway, I started missing her. I told her in the chat room, 'I don't want you to be my wife, I want you to be my girlfriend.' We seemed to be on the same wavelength, and without prior arrangement, we started a serious online relationship. One time, she was online alone in her office, and somehow we started talking about sex. I asked her what her breasts looked like, whether they were just the right size to be covered by a hand, whether her nipples were the size of half a peanut, and whether they were pink... She asked me how long my penis was, and whether my ex-girlfriend could fit it all in her mouth. I said there was still a little bit left, and she said it must have been about 16 centimeters... We talked about these things, and I got really aroused. I suddenly couldn't help but send her a message: 'I want to fuck you!' After sending it, my heart was pounding. She..." After a long silence, I thought she was angry, so I kept asking her why she wasn't talking to me. Finally, she replied, "I was masturbating… We had sex online, saying lewd things. It was my first time doing this. I was so nervous in the internet cafe that I could only masturbate secretly, afraid to make any big movements. She told me she was about to climax, and I played along, saying I was about to ejaculate—actually, I was too nervous to ejaculate, but I told her I did. She was alone in front of the computer in the office, masturbating to orgasm because of me. Just thinking about that made me feel satisfied; whether I ejaculated or not became unimportant. From then on, like every couple, we were caught in a whirlpool of emotions, constantly thinking about each other. Whether it was day or night, in the bathroom or showering, whenever we had a chance, we would call each other, flirt, say lewd things, and masturbate. Her moans were very high-pitched, and near climax, they were as loud as a wildcat in heat. Every time, I would ejaculate completely amidst her moans…"
Mao Mao listened, dumbfounded, her breathing becoming rapid involuntarily.
"Isn't it a bit too much to tell you all this..." Li Shaoqiu said in a low voice.
Mao Mao suddenly shuddered, put down her cup, and said, "I've finished my coffee, I should go."
With that, she stood up and put on her coat.
Li Shaoqiu also stood up, moved closer to Mao Mao, and hugged her. Mao Mao's full breasts pressed tightly against Li Shaoqiu's chest; she didn't move. The two of them held each other like that, Li Shaoqiu's mind constantly swirling with memories of the young woman. He was thinking about that woman, yet he was holding another woman in his arms, which made him feel very awkward.
Finally, he let go of Mao Mao.
After seeing Mao Mao off, Li Shaoqiu tossed and turned in bed. After much hesitation, he finally picked up his phone and sent Mao Mao a text message: Do you think it's okay for friends to sleep together?
Five minutes later, he received Mao Mao's reply: I'm not quite used to it yet, can we get to know each other better?
The second cup of
Li Shaoqiu's story: Li Shaoqiu was someone who couldn't stay at home. The conflict between him and his mother had been brewing since middle school. Li Shaoqiu couldn't stand the constant, inexplicable knocks on his door in the middle of the night. For a 13-year-old boy, these late-night visits terrified him. This fear eventually transformed into a deep resentment towards his mother. One day, the 13-year-old yelled at his mother, "If you want to be a prostitute, go be one yourself!" and slammed the door shut as he left.
That year, Li Shaoqiu was in his first year of junior high school. For three years of junior high, he lived at his uncle's house. For three years of high school, he lived at the school. Only after graduating from high school, with nowhere else to go, did Li Shaoqiu return to his mother's side. By then, Li Shaoqiu had begun to try to understand his mother, but their relationship remained distant.
He couldn't stay at home and often went to Rat's house. Rat was Li Shaoqiu's elementary school classmate who had dropped out of high school after hanging out with a gangster. Years later, when the now-grown Li Shaoqiu met Rat again, he discovered that this elementary school classmate, whose memory was fading, shared many of his views on life, and they became best friends.
These two best friends only did three things when they were together: endless chatting, endless smoking, and endless surfing the internet.
Li Shaoqiu lacked parental love, and the only thing he valued was his friends. Laoshu (Rat) also valued friends. Interestingly, his parents were both laid-off workers who had worked hard for half their lives. In middle age, they suddenly realized the futility of worldly life and became Taoist priests, so Laoshu was quite distant from his parents. The only difference between these two unfortunate brothers was their attitude towards women. Li Shaoqiu treated women like clothes, using and changing them as needed. Laoshu, however, pursued true love and was deeply devoted. Laoshu
's first girlfriend was the school beauty from high school, but they broke up due to personality clashes. From then on, Laoshu became immune to beautiful women; no matter how pretty a woman was, he wouldn't be interested, and he was completely absorbed in online dating. Every time he played a game, he would fall head over heels in love with the female online friend he clicked with. It was truly a bizarre love story: in five years, he played three games and had three online romances, and every single one of his partners was an incredibly beautiful woman, a stroke of incredible luck. Li Shaoqiu was always puzzled as to why the women he got along best with most were always beautiful.
Lao Shu's three online romances were quite noteworthy.
The first was with the mayor's daughter, pampered since childhood, a year too young to even have her ID card. For some unknown reason, she fell for Lao Shu, declaring she would abandon everything for him, run away from home to be by his side, and take care of him for life. After being cruelly rejected by Lao Shu, the girl disappeared from the internet, never to be seen again. Lao Shu always sighed when he recalled her.
The second was with a single white-collar worker, a woman nearing thirty who looked as young as a girl, and Lao Shu was madly infatuated with her. However, due to practical considerations, she wavered between love and indifference. Their relationship was on-again, off-again, a dramatic and tumultuous one. Lao Shu was sometimes overjoyed, sometimes heartbroken. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he resolutely boarded a train westward to the woman's city to find her. Two days later, he lost his virginity and returned home, but ultimately, they still couldn't escape the fate of breaking up.
The third woman was a wealthy heiress who spent lavishly on games, even having eight computers at home just to level up her alternate accounts. Her boyfriend doted on her, but she had an affair with a man nicknamed "Rat." Although Rat liked her, he didn't want to be a third party, so he maintained a distant, ambiguous relationship, never truly committing. Unexpectedly, the wealthy heiress was too impulsive. One day, after arguing with her boyfriend, she stabbed him in a fit of rage and then traveled through several counties to reach Rat. Rat spent time intimately with her in a hotel, inexplicably maintaining his principles and not committing any further acts. A few days later, he persuaded her to go home. After leaving, the wealthy heiress left Rat a thick 24k gold chain as a memento.
Li Shaoqiu and Rat became as close as brothers. Whenever Li Shaoqiu visited Rat's home, he was always welcomed with food and drink, and often stayed for three to five days at a time. Mouse's mother didn't understand this kind of brotherhood. One time, she couldn't hold back any longer and pulled Mouse aside, asking, "Why is Shaoqiu always coming to our house? What are you two doing in the room? You're not gay, are you?"
Mouse just laughed it off and didn't explain further to his mother.
Li Shaoqiu had just returned from Shanghai and planned to spend the next day with Mouse, but Mao Mao unexpectedly got involved. For the next two weeks, Li Shaoqiu spent at least two out of three days at Mouse's house. He rarely went home, partly to avoid worrying his mother—even though she had long been used to Li Shaoqiu's absences.
Since telling Mao Mao about his phone sex with the young woman, things had progressed somewhat in the past two weeks. That evening, Li Shaoqiu was unusually at home, curled up in bed reading.
His phone rang; it was Mao Mao calling.
"Are you home?" she asked.
"Yes," Li Shaoqiu said. "Where are you?"
"At your door!" Mao Mao laughed.
Li Shaoqiu quickly got out of bed, put on his coat, and opened the door for Mao Mao.
Mao Mao giggled at the door, "Sleeping so early?"
"No, no," Li Shaoqiu let her in, closed the door, and said with some surprise, "Why did you come over?"
"I just came from a friend's house nearby and stopped by."
"Oh, have a seat!" Li Shaoqiu said.
Mao Mao sat down on the sofa, in the same spot as last time, rubbing her slightly red nose from the cold, and said, "Do you have coffee?"
"Yes, yes." Li Shaoqiu smiled and made two cups of coffee, handing one to her. "Hehe, are you addicted?"
Mao Mao stretched and relaxed, saying, "To be honest, having a hot cup of coffee here feels really good."
Li Shaoqiu put the cup on the bedside table, lifted the covers, and crawled back under the covers. "You don't mind, do you? I just got out of bed and it's quite cold." Mao Mao
drank her coffee and waved her hand, saying, "Um, go ahead."
"If you feel cold, why don't you come in too?" Li Shaoqiu tentatively asked.
"Hahaha..." Mao Mao laughed, blushing slightly, "No rush, no rush, I'll come in when I'm cold."
Li Shaoqiu knew that Mao Mao was still not psychologically prepared for intimate contact, but being used to flirting, she still left room for maneuver in her words, not wanting to offend him, so he tactfully said, "Okay, go ahead too."
Li Shaoqiu's attitude pleased Mao Mao; she felt no pressure being with this man. She liked the atmosphere—a man, a sofa, a hot coffee on a winter night… she felt at ease.
“I saw her and her husband a couple of days ago,” Mao Mao said.
This “she” referred to the young woman in Li Shaoqiu’s story.
“Oh? Where?” he asked.
“On the street. Driving a Hummer, I recognize her husband’s car.” Mao Mao stared at Li Shaoqiu, watching his expression.
“Was she in the car too?” Li Shaoqiu asked.
“Yes, she was. They were chatting and laughing, didn’t seem to be having relationship problems.” Mao Mao continued to provoke him, secretly pleased.
Even though Li Shaoqiu didn’t care much for women, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy.
“She came here,” he said.
“Here? When? These past few days? Tell me!” Mao Mao asked eagerly.
“I came back from Shanghai, largely because of her,” Li Shaoqiu said calmly. “She and I were increasingly unable to satisfy each other with just phone sex. We both knew that some things were bound to happen. Three days after you came last time, her husband had a business dinner that night, and she asked if I was home, so she came over. Before I went to Shanghai, we were still innocent. A year later, seeing her again, to say we were innocent, even though we did it so many times over the phone, to say we weren't innocent, even though we never actually touched each other's bodies. That feeling is hard to describe, like a dream. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed too. I didn't know what to do at all, I didn't even have the courage to hold her hand. I had never done anything like this with a married woman before… Luckily, she was smart and took the initiative to turn off the room light. In the darkness, she hugged me, and I finally regained my senses. We kissed, caressed, took off our clothes, and crawled into bed. Her waist was so soft.” Ah, she kept writhing beneath me, her lower body was so wet, it felt like entering a muddy swamp the moment I entered. It was my first time making love with a married woman, and she was definitely looser than the young girls I'd met before, but she was very proactive. Even though I was on top of her, she thrust in and out to meet my every move… It was a wonderful feeling, I'd never felt so good before. Later, she closed her legs, clamping my penis between them, it was so tight, and the married woman was so wet, it was much more exciting than with a young girl. You wouldn't believe it, when she started moaning, even though I'd had experience with her on the phone, it still startled me when she actually moaned right next to my ear! I was amazed at how loudly and wantonly moaned, I was so afraid of waking my mom, especially during her orgasm, she must have heard it from next door. Her moans were so stimulating, I couldn't help myself, and I ejaculated along with her orgasm. Thinking about it now, it still makes me a little scared.”
Li Shaoqiu finished speaking and looked at Mao Mao. Her face was completely flushed, and she scolded in a coquettish voice, "Ugh! Why are you going into so much detail!"
"You... you're wet, aren't you?" Li Shaoqiu said with a mischievous smile.
"Ugh!" Mao Mao continued to scold, not denying it.
Li Shaoqiu pressed his advantage and asked, "Is it okay for friends to sleep together?"
Mao Mao didn't answer directly, but instead asked him, "If friends sleep together, don't they become lovers?"
Li Shaoqiu explained, "Not lovers, not romantic partners. Sleeping together is just a physical relationship. Besides that physical relationship, the two people are still friends. It's not as passionate as lovers, nor as stressful as romantic partners. This is a very subtle relationship that I've been searching for."
"Then," Mao Mao said, "have you ever had a friend you slept with?"
Li Shaoqiu was silent for a while, then looked up and said, "Now that you mention it, I'm reminded of someone. Our relationship was somewhat like that kind of relationship, but not entirely like that kind of relationship."
"Oh? Who is it?" Mao Mao asked curiously.
“She’s a friend’s girlfriend,” Li Shaoqiu said. Before Mao Mao could press him further, he continued, “My friend was a close classmate in high school. After graduation, he became a policeman at a police station in a neighboring town. He’s handsome and a good athlete, very popular with girls. Unfortunately, he has terrible taste in women. Back in school, he snagged all the unattractive girls in our class who no one wanted. He only had one trick for picking up girls: he’d use his birthday as an excuse to invite them to his rented room for drinks the next day, get them drunk, and then, emboldened by the alcohol, take advantage of the situation. We all laughed at him, calling him a 'garbage collector.'” This guy, even after becoming a policeman, would bring new girlfriends back every now and then to show off, most of them not very attractive. But there were exceptions. Last summer, he brought another girl and dragged me swimming. This girl was striking; she was incredibly pure and lovely, well-developed, like a plump, juicy fruit. That night, my friend did his usual routine: took the girl to a bar, then back to the hotel, and deflowered her—she really was a virgin. The next morning, I went to the hotel to find him and saw a pool of red blood on the pristine white sheets.
Mao Mao frowned, looking regretful.
Li Shaoqiu laughed, "You think it's a pity? Most of the girls my friend slept with were virgins because nobody wanted them."
Mao Mao pouted, "Looks like you always find treasure when you're picking up trash."
“I don’t think so. Virgins aren’t all that great; they’re neither interesting nor experienced,” Li Shaoqiu said. “After they went back, about half a month later, I got bored at home, so I called that friend and planned to visit him in the neighboring town. When I got to his place, I found that my friend wasn’t there; it was that girl who picked me up. It turned out that the girl was already living with him. That day, my friend had an urgent task, so he asked her to pick me up at the station. She accompanied me to a restaurant, to an internet cafe, and then to a park. We chatted on a park bench for the whole afternoon. She said her ideal…” The boyfriend in the video is actually a very refined and gentle person, not the macho type like my friend. She knows my friend is a womanizer with countless girlfriends. She said she wanted to leave him. Later, I saw my friend, but he still couldn't find the time, and it wasn't convenient for me to stay overnight, so I decided to go home that night. Strangely enough, the girl told my friend she was going back to her hometown and decided to come with me. We came back together, and it was late; there were no more buses to the countryside. So I took her home, and we slept in the same bed. To be honest, I didn't have any ulterior motives; I even told her I wouldn't touch her and to put her mind at ease. "
So easily fooled?" Mao Mao interjected.
"It's not a lie, it's the truth. I value my friends a lot, and I wouldn't have any inappropriate thoughts about a friend's girlfriend," Li Shaoqiu defended himself, continuing, "After she got into bed, she took off all but a tight-fitting tank top. The moonlight from the window shone on her full breasts, and I had one thought: 'So beautiful.' That was all. That night should have passed without any surprises. But when I woke up in the middle of the night, my hand was pressed against her breast. The tank top was so thin, yet the elasticity of her breasts, the soft and full sensation, was completely transmitted to the back of my hand… I broke out in a cold sweat, desperately telling myself not to do anything rash, but I couldn't bear to move my hand away. I closed my eyes, but I couldn't sleep at all; the sensation on the back of my hand became even clearer. Just as I was trying to endure it, suddenly a hand grabbed my hand and pressed it against that breast! I don't know why she…" Under these circumstances, any normal man would probably find it impossible to endure. I gave myself a reason: she had mentioned she planned to break up with my friend. Could I touch a woman who had broken up with her friend? I did. I kneaded her round, full breasts; they were truly perfectly developed, and felt incredibly good. I asked her why. She said she wanted to try. We didn't say another word. I rolled over on top of her, took off my clothes, and entered her body. The flesh inside her vagina was very soft; it felt like falling into a pile of cotton... I thrust hard, my penis plunging left and right inside her, and she moaned. But with each thrust, it felt like I couldn't find a foothold; each thrust felt like hitting soft cotton, without any sensation. After doing this for about ten minutes, I suddenly went soft, without ejaculating. My penis just went soft inside her vagina all of a sudden; it was unbelievable.
"How could this happen?" Mao Mao asked, puzzled.
Li Shaoqiu sighed and said, "I don't know why. Maybe I still can't get over the fact that she was my friend's girlfriend. That's how it ended. The next day, I saw her off, and she asked if we could pretend nothing happened last night. I saw her again six months later at a class reunion; my friend brought her. After that, we occasionally talked on the phone. She works as a saleswoman in a shopping mall in a neighboring town and has broken up with my friend. Our relationship is now just like ordinary friends. But I know very well that it's impossible for us to sleep together again."
"Is it because you got impotent halfway through with her that time?" Mao Mao joked.
Li Shaoqiu shook his head: "No. I can't really explain it... Anyway, for me, I guess if I sleep with her, I'll think of my friend—I'll feel guilty."
Mao Mao swirled his cup, drank the last sip of coffee, and frowned, "It's cold."
"Want another cup?" Li Shaoqiu asked, making a move to get up.
"No, don't get up," Mao Mao hesitated, "Should I—go back?"
Li Shaoqiu nodded slightly. Mao Mao patted his bottom and strolled out of the room.
"Help me close the door..." Li Shaoqiu whispered to Mao Mao's retreating figure.
The door closed softly.
The Third Cup
Internet Cafe was filled with the thick smell of gunpowder; half the young people in the cafe were playing CS.
"Click-clack," the sound of the bolt being pulled back; "whoosh," the bulletproof vest being put on; "rat-a-tat-tat," the MP5 spraying; "tap-tap, tap-tap," the AK47 firing in bursts; "bang," a sniper shot blowing someone's head off...
A flashbang exploded, and Mouse yelled, "Damn, I'm dead!"
"You're dead," Li Shaoqiu told Mouse, staring at the screen.
The flashbang's effect gradually wore off, and Mouse let out a wail; he was indeed dead. He then clicked the mouse to switch the camera and check the enemy's position.
"Watch out, behind the door! Someone's crouching, throw a bomb!" Mouse nervously reminded Li Shaoqiu. "Only 10 HP left, go for it! Kill him!"
A complaint came from somewhere in the internet cafe: "Damn it, cheating! He killed me—"
Li Shaoqiu and Mouse laughed heartily.
The phone rang, Li Shaoqiu answered, asked "Where are you?", and then said softly, "I'm coming." After hanging up
, Li Shaoqiu turned to Mouse and said, "I'm going out for a bit."
Mouse, with a cigarette in his mouth, casually asked, "Who was it?"
"Fairy Sister." Li Shaoqiu said, and then left the internet cafe.
Fine snowflakes were falling outside; it was almost the end of the year. The young woman had called earlier; she was alone at the company. Li Shaoqiu was secretly delighted; this was clearly a hint that his chance for an affair had come.
Li Shaoqiu rushed to the company building and took the elevator upstairs. The building had seven floors, and the young woman's office was on the top floor. As soon as he got off the elevator, she was already waiting there.
"Come with me." The young woman took Li Shaoqiu's hand and led him down to the sixth floor.
The rooms on the sixth floor were all locked and temporarily unoccupied, making it an ideal spot for a tryst. Normally, people take the elevator above the third floor, rarely climbing the stairs. With the sixth floor vacant, they didn't need to worry about the elevator stopping there.
Li Shaoqiu pressed the young woman against the corridor wall and kissed her lips fiercely, asking between kisses, "Want me?"
"Want... so much..." the young woman moaned, quickly aroused by the man's passion.
Li Shaoqiu unbuttoned her woolen coat, lifting the clothes underneath. A sexy purple bra encased her two white breasts, her slender waist smooth and flat. Li Shaoqiu slipped his hand inside the bra, and the young woman shuddered, exclaiming coquettishly, "It's so cold!"
In the dead of winter, the corridor was very cold, and the young woman's nipples stood erect in the cold air. "It's alright, I'll warm you up." With that, Li Shaoqiu buried his face between her breasts, sometimes lightly teasing the left nipple with his tongue, sometimes sucking hard on the right. There's a clear difference between a young woman and a teenage girl. A teenage girl's nipples hurt if sucked too hard, but a young woman's nipples feel the opposite; the harder she sucks, the more pleasurable it is. Li Shaoqiu sucked on her nipple and pulled it outwards, causing the young woman to tremble with pleasure, involuntarily letting out moans.
Their lower bodies were pressed tightly together, the young woman's legs spread apart, and Li Shaoqiu's penis was already erect, rubbing against her private parts through his pants. The young woman, aroused, grabbed Li Shaoqiu's buttocks and pressed them against her.
After this teasing, her desire surged, and the young woman impatiently unzipped Li Shaoqiu's pants, pulling out his hot penis. Unexpectedly, the penis, stimulated by the cold air, immediately went limp. The young woman panicked, squatted down without a word, and took it into her mouth. After a few swallows, it became as hard as steel in an instant. The two were eager for a quick finish. The young woman turned and leaned against the wall, her tight jeans accentuating her round, plump buttocks, which were arched high, eagerly awaiting the man's penis. Li Shaoqiu pulled down her pants; her purple thong and bra were a matching set. The narrow piece of fabric from the previous rubbing could no longer conceal her plump vulva, which was now soaked into her wet opening. Li Shaoqiu moved it aside and thrust his penis into her opening with a "plop," pounding forcefully.
At first, the young woman tried her best to hold back her cries, afraid that the people on the fifth floor would hear. The voices and footsteps downstairs could be faintly heard. In this environment, Li Shaoqiu felt both nervous and excited, his heart pounding. His penis ravaged the woman's beautiful opening, as if he had entered a paradise, making him feel like he was floating on air. After about a hundred thrusts, the young woman could no longer hold back, and a lewd cry escaped her lips. From then on, there was no stopping her; the sounds of "Aww—Aww—" echoed through the corridor. Having held back for so long, her cries were louder than ever before. Startled, Li Shaoqiu thrust forcefully a few more times, then lost control, and a thick stream of hot semen poured deep into the young woman's vagina, making her almost collapse with pleasure.
Just a moment later, footsteps downstairs became clearer, probably because the screams had been too shocking and someone had come up to investigate. The two hurriedly pulled up their pants, and the young woman rushed to the seventh floor. Li Shaoqiu didn't dare go up with her; as the saying goes, "catch them in the act," and at this moment, they had to split up. Luckily, he had been cautious and had already pressed the elevator button for the sixth floor. He pressed the button, the elevator doors opened, and Li Shaoqiu dashed inside, making his escape. Once
outside the building, Li Shaoqiu found a dark spot and pounded his chest, cursing, "Damn it, I almost had a heart attack! That damn woman screamed so loudly!"
Half-convinced, he returned to the internet cafe. The trip had only taken 40 minutes. Mouse was still engrossed in playing CS. Seeing him return, he asked, "What did you want?"
Li Shaoqiu didn't answer immediately, sitting down to savor the near-death experience. After a while, he muttered to himself, "That's fucking inhuman."
"What's inhuman?" Mouse asked absentmindedly.
Li Shaoqiu briefly recounted what had just happened to him. Mouse listened, his eyes widening, exclaiming, "Holy crap! Holy crap!" After thinking it over, he worried about his friend and advised, "You should spend less time with her in the future."
Mouse stayed at the internet cafe until evening before going out to buy food. Li Shaoqiu saw that Mao Mao was online on QQ. It had been over a week since their second meeting, and they hadn't been in contact much. He clicked on her profile picture and sent a message asking, "Where are you?"
"At home, hehe!" Mao Mao replied. She then sent a video request.
Li Shaoqiu accepted, and a spacious room appeared on the screen, the camera focused on a beautiful large bed. "Whose room is this?" he asked.
"Mine! Isn't the bed beautiful? Aren't the pillows beautiful? Isn't the blanket beautiful?" Mao Mao said.
It turned out to be her bedroom. Li Shaoqiu chuckled, "The owner of the bed is the most beautiful. Come on, show your face."
The camera panned, revealing a handsome young man.
Li Shaoqiu's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Handsome, who are you?" he exclaimed in surprise.
"He's my little lover, haha!" Mao Mao boasted.
"Ugh, why are you showing me a man?" Li Shaoqiu was a little annoyed.
"Handsome, right? Hehe, he's only in high school, don't scare him." Mao Mao pointed the camera at herself, wearing pajamas that revealed half of her fair chest, seemingly very happy.
"You...you seduced a young boy and brought him home?!" Li Shaoqiu was truly amazed by Mao Mao. Not only did she have a taste for both young and old, but she also dared to bring him home.
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, he came to my house to play. I was just about to take a shower." Mao Mao's words were utterly shocking.
Li Shaoqiu almost had a nosebleed. She kept saying "don't misunderstand" and then said she was going to take a shower—wasn't this blatantly leading him astray? "I give up," he said.
Mao Mao sent another message: "We were just discussing something. What do you think men are?"
Li Shaoqiu's mind raced, and he replied, "Men are all penises."
Sure enough, this kind of suggestive talk suited Mao Mao perfectly. She laughed uproariously, saying, "Classic! Hahahaha... My little lover agrees too."
"He stayed overnight at your place?" Li Shaoqiu was a little jealous. "
None of your business, hehe!" Mao Mao didn't answer him directly, adding, "I have to go on a business trip early tomorrow morning."
Li Shaoqiu thought to himself, "Going on a business trip early, he probably won't let him stay overnight." Then he thought, "Why should I care if he stays overnight? Forget it!" So he casually asked, "What time?"
"I have to get up at 5:30!"
"So early? Then you should hurry up and wash up and go to bed."
"Okay!" Mao Mao agreed, turned off the video, and logged off shortly after.
Li Shaoqiu and Lao Shu played games all night at the internet cafe. The next morning, he went home yawning. Staggering along the road, Li Shaoqiu pulled out his phone to check the time; it was already past 5:30. Remembering that Mao Mao had said she had to get up early for a business trip last night, he called her out of boredom.
"Hey! Get up and pee!" Li Shaoqiu chuckled.
Mao Mao's lazy voice came from the other end of the line: "Ugh...pee what..."
"You're still not up? Didn't you say you were going on a business trip today?" Li Shaoqiu asked.
"Oh dear!" Mao Mao exclaimed, "What time is it?!"
"Just past 5:30," Li Shaoqiu said.
"Thank goodness! I have to go!" Mao Mao said hurriedly, hanging up the phone as soon as she finished speaking.
Li Shaoqiu shook his head, thinking, this woman is really careless. He went home and slept soundly for several days without saying a word.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. That evening, he received a call from Mao Mao: "I'll come to your house tonight." Li Shaoqiu didn't go looking for mice and patiently waited for Mao Mao at home. Late
at night, Mao Mao arrived at Li Shaoqiu's house. Entering the house with practiced ease, she took off her coat and plopped down on the sofa, grinning at Li Shaoqiu.
"Heh, want coffee again?" Li Shaoqiu smiled back. Mao
Mao nodded.
He made coffee, and Li Shaoqiu sat down as well. He knew that a large part of the reason Mao Mao came here again and again was because Li Shaoqiu's memories of women had touched her. Therefore, a story was essential. He had plenty of patience with women.
Li Shaoqiu gathered his thoughts and said, "Today's story is about a promise."
"A promise? What kind?" Mao Mao asked.
"A promise... to be together for three months, and then break up," Li Shaoqiu said.
Mao Mao held her cup, elbows resting on her knees, assuming an attentive listening posture, and urged, "Go on, go on."
"That was two years ago, right after I graduated high school. A month before the college entrance exam, I didn't stay at school. I went home and spent all my time hanging out with friends, doing absolutely nothing. I don't remember exactly what I did during that time, but I was bored every day. Internet cafes, nightclubs, bars—I just wasted my time in those three places. One day, I was chatting with girls online. One girl I really clicked with said she worked as a waitress at the only underground bar in town, and I jokingly said I'd go visit her. That joke quickly turned into action. That day, two friends and I were incredibly bored, and we both said we needed to find something to do. What to do?" "We went to find that bar girl." Li Shaoqiu paused, then continued, "That night, we went to that underground bar. We ordered beer and snacks, then asked the waiter if Yunyun was there. Yunyun is the name of that bar girl. The waiter waved to the bar, and a girl came over. That was Yunyun. She had a sweet face, smiled at everyone, and although she was petite, her breasts were surprisingly large. That's how we met. Two friends invited her to drink with them, and she said she'd get scolded by the boss, but she ended up having a drink with us anyway."
Li Shaoqiu took a sip of coffee, the rich aroma mingling with a slight bitterness, gliding over his taste buds.
"And then?" Mao Mao asked.
"Then we finished our drinks and left," Li Shaoqiu said, shrugging.
"Huh?!" Mao Mao was immediately displeased. What kind of story was that?
“Don’t rush,” Li Shaoqiu chuckled. “That was the first time I met Yunyun. A few days later, I ran into her online again. She was very unhappy that day, so I asked her out for drinks and a chat that night, and to my surprise, she agreed. I’m not much of a drinker, so I bought two bottles of beer and took her to the stream—the same stream I told you about, the one where she had a date with the married woman. But Yunyun was there before her; the married woman’s date was a year ago, Yunyun was a year earlier.”
“Hey! You like taking people to the stream so much, why don’t you take me?” Mao Mao said.
Li Shaoqiu said regretfully, "There's nothing I can do, it's winter now. If it were summer, I would have taken you there. The streamside is definitely a romantic and charming place, perfect for chatting with girls."
Mao Mao didn't expect Li Shaoqiu to take it seriously and quickly said, "Stop rambling, keep talking about Yunyun."
"Those two dates were strikingly similar. The night I was with Yunyun, we could see the stars and moon in the first half of the night, but it started raining in the second half." Li Shaoqiu himself found it a bit unbelievable when he thought about it. "We each had a bottle of beer, chatting and drinking. She told me about her background, a single-parent family, her father was an alcoholic, and her stepmother treated her badly. She entered the workforce right after graduating from junior high school at sixteen."
"Sixteen!" Mao Mao exclaimed.
"Yes. Sixteen. I was only eighteen at the time." Li Shaoqiu said.
"You dared to touch underage girls?" Mao Mao asked in surprise.
Li Shaoqiu frowned and said, "So what if she's an underage girl? Isn't your little lover an underage boy too? We're evenly matched."
Mao Mao was speechless for a moment, her expression quite embarrassed.
To avoid making her too awkward, Li Shaoqiu returned to the topic: "Anyway, Yunyun is a pitiful girl. She started crying while talking to me, and before she finished a bottle of wine, she passed out on my lap. It turns out she doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance. I used to think that girls who work as waitresses in bars all had a high alcohol tolerance. At that time, she was lying on my lap, her long hair covering her face. I felt a sense of pity and didn't know how to comfort her, so I lowered my head, brushed aside her long hair, and kissed her earlobe. Later that night, it started to rain, and she woke up from the cold. I asked her if she wanted to come home with me, and she didn't say anything, but just got up and came with me."
At this point, Li Shaoqiu sighed.
"What's wrong?" Mao Mao asked with concern.
"Back then, I was still a virgin. Although I dated quite a few girlfriends in high school, I never slept with any of them. The night I brought Yunyun home, I was still a virgin..." Li Shaoqiu sighed.
Mao Mao chuckled upon hearing this: "I didn't realize you cared so much about virginity."
"It's not that I care, it's just a bit of a感慨 (feeling of nostalgia/reflection)," Li Shaoqiu said.
"You're a virgin, and Yunyun, being so young, should also be a virgin. You're not at a disadvantage," Mao Mao said.
Li Shaoqiu shook his head and said: "You guessed wrong. Yunyun isn't a virgin. She entered the workforce at sixteen to support herself. Because she hated going home and seeing her stepmother, whenever she dated a boy, she chose to give her body in exchange for a place to stay. Before me, she had at least three boyfriends."
Mao Mao was speechless.
Li Shaoqiu continued, "After I brought her home, I put her to bed. I originally wanted to sleep on the sofa, but she said let's sleep together. So we slept together. I had no experience. Although I was familiar with girls' bodies, I had never actually slept with a girl like this before. She asked me if I had kissed her by the stream. I said I kissed her earlobe. I thought she was asleep then, but she knew. She said, 'Kiss me gently one more time...' We inevitably made love. She was experienced and guided me, so penetration went smoothly. Unfortunately, I was inexperienced. As soon as I entered her, I felt a surge of electricity rushing through my lower body, straight to my head. I couldn't hold back for even five seconds, and I ejaculated inside her almost without moving. It was a huge blow to me at the time. I wondered if I had premature ejaculation. From then on, Yunyun stayed at my house. I didn't love or like her; I only felt pity. At the same time, my first experience with forbidden fruit also made me extremely interested in sex. We were essentially getting what we needed; she gave me her body, and I gave her a place to live. It was no different from her previous boyfriends."
"What about the three-month breakup agreement you mentioned?" Mao Mao interjected.
“Hmm, we haven’t gotten to that yet. Don’t rush. Let me tell you slowly.” Li Shaoqiu said slowly, “My sexual experience grew rapidly with Yunyun. If she were a virgin, we might have remained ignorant forever, so I’m glad she’s not a virgin. Since I don’t love her, I don’t care about that. On the contrary, the more she knows about sex, the greater the physical pleasure I get. I quickly overcame the psychological shadow left by my first premature ejaculation and began to experience the joy of sex. As I mentioned before, Yunyun is petite, but she has a large bust, a D cup. In the words of porn, she’s a standard baby face with big breasts. And I don’t know if it’s because of her young age or some other reason, she doesn’t have any hair down there, it’s completely shaved. Old people say that a shaved genitals are bad luck for husbands, a jinx. But I don’t care. I really like her there, it’s clean, it looks nice, and it feels nice to have sex with her. Later, I started trying the nine shallow and one deep methods that I had read about in books before. Once, I had sex with her on the sofa for two hours. In the end, she was completely dry, and my penis was numb, so I couldn’t ejaculate.”
"It's not good to do it for too long..." Mao Mao reminded him.
"Yeah, I only found out later. I saw online that maintaining an erection for too long is harmful to the penis," Li Shaoqiu said. "But I was young then and didn't understand these things. I thought the longer it lasted, the better."
Mao Mao smiled slightly and said, "Everyone grows up from that stage."
"By the way," Li Shaoqiu said, "there's an interesting anecdote in between."
"Oh? Tell me about it?" Mao Mao asked.
Li Shaoqiu laughed and said, "This anecdote is related to a mouse. Back then, mice would occasionally come to stay at my house. One night, Yunyun and I were making love in the bedroom, and the door wasn't closed properly. The mouse was sleeping in the living room, and he heard Yunyun's moans clearly. That guy was depressed and smoked several cigarettes. Later, he couldn't resist anymore and secretly went to my bathroom to masturbate!"
"Hahaha..." Mao Mao laughed so hard that he almost fell over and asked, "How did you find out?"
"He told me himself later. We talk about everything," Li Shaoqiu said.
After laughing for a while, Mao Mao asked, puzzled, "You still haven't mentioned that promise?"
"I'll tell you now," Li Shaoqiu said. "A month after Yunyun and I got together, I finished my college entrance exam and found out I hadn't passed. At that time, my father was doing business in Qinghai. When he found out about this, he wanted me to go to Qingdao to help him manage his business. I thought about it for a long time. My relationship with my parents wasn't good; they hadn't really taken care of me much growing up. But this time, having failed the college entrance exam, I didn't know what to do next, so in the end, I decided to go to my father's place. I didn't leave immediately. It was at that time that Yunyun said she wanted to make a promise with me. She had been with me for a month, so she would give me two more months. After three months, we would go our separate ways. I didn't know why she wanted to make such a promise with me. At the time, I thought she wanted to give herself some time to find another place to stay."
"Why would you think that?" Mao Mao asked.
“Isn’t it normal for me to think that way, since we’re together and each other gets what we need?” Li Shaoqiu said. “After hearing about my decision to go to my father’s side, my mother, out of resentment towards him, actually started to neglect me. She stopped cooking for me every day and didn’t leave me any money. She ate at the factory canteen by herself. You can hardly imagine that, in that situation where we were penniless, Yunyun supported me with her meager salary. She worked hard at the bar every day, and wouldn’t come home until midnight. Every time she came back, she would bring me a late-night snack. We made love almost every night. No matter how tired or sleepy she was, she would eat late-night snacks with me, make love, and then go to sleep.” For a while, she ran out of her wages, and there was nothing to eat at home. So she went to the wonton shop where she used to work and bought me wontons on credit… That year, for my birthday, she asked the bar owner for two hundred yuan in advance to buy me a new outfit. She even took me back to her hometown to meet her grandmother and told her that I was her boyfriend. She repeatedly swore that she was pregnant, which made me very worried. Later, in the days leading up to my departure, she became increasingly unreasonable, demanding that I sing for her, play cards with her, perform magic tricks for her, and call her "wife"… I even yelled at her for it.”
“At the time, I didn’t understand why she did those things…” Li Shaoqiu’s eyes reddened as he said this.
“She loves you,” Mao Mao said. “Her kindness to you and her unreasonable behavior were all attempts to keep you.”
Li Shaoqiu fell silent. Mao Mao sat beside him, sipping her coffee. After a long while, she said to Li Shaoqiu, "I won't sleep with you."
Li Shaoqiu was startled and, regaining his composure, blurted out, "Why?"
Mao Mao sighed and said softly, "You're a good person. I don't want to lose you as a friend. The day you called me to wake me up, I decided I would never sleep with you. You're actually a very sentimental person. If we slept together, you definitely wouldn't treat me the way you treat a friend. But me? I'm not suited to be someone's girlfriend. Between us, we either don't sleep together and maintain our friendship, or we do sleep together and get stuck in an emotional quagmire, ending up with nothing. No one has ever called me in the morning, and no one has ever been willing to make me a cup of coffee and tell me so many stories. I... can't bear it."
Li Shaoqiu had never truly considered women as friends. In his heart, he never believed that absolutely pure male-female relationships existed in this world. But he didn't say this to Mao Mao. He lost the chance to sleep with a woman, but gained a one-sided confidante. Who can truly weigh the gains and losses?
The coffee in his cup was finished, and Mao Mao got up to leave.
Postscript:
I wrote this article to try a new style of erotic fiction. Whether it will still qualify as erotic fiction in the end, I don't know. What I can tell you is that the characters and events in the novel are all based on real events. There is virtually no embellishment. Li Shaoqiu later went to university, worked and settled in a big city, and started a family. Laoshu ended those three unforgettable online romances and has never dated since, remaining single to this day. The young woman has long since divorced her husband, remarried, and settled abroad. The girl who had a one-night stand with Li Shaoqiu has not been in contact for years; there's been no word from her. Yunyun has also married and opened her own shop. As for Mao Mao, after drinking those three cups of coffee, she never saw Li Shaoqiu again. She is now married with a lovely daughter. Every year, on holidays big and small, she sends Li Shaoqiu a multimedia message with her best wishes, but she has never received a reply from him.
Thank you for patiently reading this article.

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