[The Romantic Adventures of Japanese-Funded Companies] (21) Author: xiaoohong

Author: xiaoohong
Word Count: 12309

Chapter 21

"Mo Mo, is it really you?" I was both surprised and delighted.

"Liao... Liao Hui... you... what are you doing here?" Mo Mo seemed particularly excited.

"My younger brother is hospitalized here, and I need to stay with him tonight..."

"This isn't the place to talk. Come, let's go into my office." Mo Mo led me into her office.

"This is your office? Wow, it's a private office!" I exclaimed in surprise.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Mo Mo closed the door.

"Mo Mo..."

"Please call me Dr. Mo." Mo Mo said.

"Oh, right, this is a hospital, I should call you Dr. Mo." I scratched the back of my head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You've suddenly become a doctor, I almost didn't recognize you." I exclaimed again.

"What? Have I changed?" Mo Mo asked.

"More than just changed, you've changed a lot, and you have a special kind of beauty, an intellectual beauty..." I liked
Mo Mo from the bottom of my heart.

"Really? Thank you..." Momo smiled happily. Women are all like that; as long as you compliment their beauty,
they'll be very happy—it's all vanity at play.

"I haven't seen you for several days, I've missed you..." I pursed my lips.

"Then why didn't you call me? I gave you my phone number..." Momo seemed a little angry.

"My brother's been sick these past few days, haven't he? I've been busy taking care of him." I didn't want to tell Momo the truth.
Actually, I went to the black dance hall to look for her later, but I couldn't find her, and then a series of terrifying
things ; thinking about it now still sends chills down my spine.

"Hey, what's wrong with your brother? He's in the hospital?" Momo asked with concern.

"Ugh, don't even mention it. He ate something bad and almost died. Yesterday, that doctor... Oh, right, this
is the key to the women's on-call room. The doctor told me to return it to you." I took the key out of my pocket and gave it to Momo.

"You mean Dr. Han? You stayed in the women's on-call room last night?" From Momo's exaggerated
expression , it was clear she thought Dr. Han was quite unreliable.

"No, my cousin's girlfriend is staying there. I'm sleeping by his bedside. His girlfriend insisted on
staying here to watch over him. That Dr. Han... right? Yeah, Dr. Han took a liking to her and let her
stay ." My mouth was tired from explaining.

"Then you don't have to stay by the bedside in the ward. You can stay in the men's on-call room."

"Okay, please... spare me." I waved my hand.

"What's wrong?" Momo pressed.

"I'm not used to it..." I felt like throwing up just thinking about it.

"Little girl, is Dr. Mo in the office?" A loud voice was shouting outside the door, sounding
like a Cantonese person.

"Dr. Mo should be inside, the lights are all on, hehe..." It sounded like a nurse's voice.

"Here we go again..." Momo put her hands on the table and collapsed.

"Knock knock knock," a knocking sounded on the door...

"Dr. Mo... is he tired inside?" It was that loud Cantonese voice again.

Momo didn't answer him. He was quite self-aware; if no one answered him from inside, he wouldn't come in. If it were me,
I would knock once as a formality and then barge in.

"Come in," Momo said abruptly, straightening her hair as she called him in.

Sure enough, a man from Guangdong entered. He looked like a typical Cantonese, probably in his fifties. His hair
was slicked back with hairspray, and his cheekbones and forehead were prominently defined, revealing a large
buck tooth on his middle finger was an oversized gold ring with a bean-sized
emerald set in it. In his left hand, he held a bouquet of flowers, and in his right, a delicately packaged box, presumably for
breakfast .

"Dr. Mo, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Oh, I've brought you breakfast. Here's your favorite morning pill."
The Cantonese man placed the breakfast on the table.

"And also, I went to the hair salon and bought some fresh hair, it smells so good! Hey, where should I put it?
Oh, I put it here." He then placed the flowers on the cabinet in the corner. Good heavens, I just realized that the
cabinet was full of flowers, probably all from this bastard, maybe twenty or thirty bouquets.

"I already told you not to come again. I don't need any of these things you bought. You might as well use that
money to do charity." Momo said, almost frantically, but she still suppressed her displeasure.

"Dr. Mo, you saved my life, I must repay you properly!" the Cantonese man
said .

"I told you, saving patients' lives is our duty as doctors, don't dwell on this issue
." Momo said helplessly.

"Dr. Mo, you can't say that! You saved my life, I'm so grateful, you're such a kind
person, I admire you so much!" the Cantonese man persisted.

I watched them chatter away, and I understood about 70-80% of what was going on. Apparently
, this man from Guangdong had contracted some illness and was being treated at this hospital. Momo was his attending physician and saved
his life. He was incredibly grateful and wanted to repay Momo. Momo was beautiful and intelligent, and he later realized
he had fallen for her. So, he started sending her flowers and meals every few days, and it seemed like he was really going all out—
the huge pile of flowers on the shelf was proof of that.

I observed Momo for a long time, and from her annoyed expression, I could tell she had encountered a difficult problem.
She was completely unwilling. Why? For no reason at all! Wasn't it obvious? A nouveau riche,
uncouth a refined, intelligent woman; one over fifty, the other young and beautiful. If it were a
gold digger like Ma Nuo, who would "rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle," perhaps this man from Guangdong could
have succeeded. But he met Momo, and I think that was harder than climbing to heaven!

How could I watch my beloved woman suffer? This old man, spouting gibberish, I had to find a way to teach
him a lesson.

"Hey! Is this meatball soup? It looks delicious!" I picked up the breakfast box,
ready to open it and take a look.

"Put it down! Give Mo Yisen his breakfast, or else!" The Cantonese man snatched
the breakfast box away.

Damn it! I only listened to your gibberish when I was working in Guangdong, and now you're still spouting nonsense in Hubei! I
held the breakfast box, refusing to give it to him.

"Dr. Mo, who is he? What's he doing here? He doesn't look like he belongs here at all!" The
Cantonese man was getting angry.

"He's a patient's family member..."

"I'm her boyfriend!" I interrupted Mo Mo, stood up, and glared at the old man.

"He...he...he can't be, Dr. Mo doesn't have a boyfriend, I know that! Otherwise, I wouldn't
have bothered to pursue her." The Cantonese man's face twitched when he heard my words.

"You don't believe me? Then ask her who I am?" I pointed at Mo Mo.

"Dr. Mo, you can't joke like that, if you had a boyfriend, you should have told me long ago."
The old man actually went to ask Mo Mo.

"Don't point fingers at Mo Mo, come at me if you have a problem!" I pushed him away.

"Mo Mo? What Mo Mo?" The old man looked blank.

"Look at you, you coward, you can't even speak properly, you're so embarrassing. Since you asked,
I'll make sure you understand, so you can give up. Momo is Dr. Mo's nickname, I've called her that for almost 20 years.
We went to kindergarten together when we were four, and to first grade together when we were six, but we weren't deskmates. When we were eight, a boy snatched her
picture book, and I stood up for her, got into a fight, and that boy hit me on the forehead with a brick, cracking my skull open
. See the scar from the stitches? We became deskmates when we were ten, and when we were twelve, we went to
junior high together, still in the same class and deskmates, and that's when we started dating. When we were thirteen, we held hands for the first
time , and the teacher caught us, so I was punished with a week." "Stand. We first kissed when she was fifteen.
Back then some boys liked her, but I chased them all away. When
we were eighteen, we took the college entrance exam together. She got in, but I didn't. She didn't go to college; instead, she stayed with me and retook the exam for another year. The following year, when we
were nineteen, we both got into college. What happened during college, I'm sure you
know without me telling you. Now, we've graduated from college for several years, and it's time to talk about marriage. I have to be responsible
for my girlfriend who has given me 20 years of love. I'm going to marry her! Immediately! What?
Are you going to compete with me too? Do you even deserve it?" I fired off a barrage of questions like a machine gun.

The old man's eyes widened, and he
didn't move. Not only him, but even Momo was stunned.

"No... no... impossible... Momo's childhood friend?" It took the old man a long time
to recover.

"Yes, that's right, you summed it up perfectly, just two words: childhood friend." I nodded confidently.

"Spicy is even more impossible... Oh, I know, Dr. Mo had a childhood friend, Xiao Lan, but she's long gone
!" The old man straightened his collar, as if he was confident he could turn the tables.

"You're the one who's dead! You're the fucking dead!" I grabbed the old man's collar, ready to punch him.

"I know all about this, I've been to the hospital, I've known about this since I was a student." The old man
pushed my hand away.

"Dr. Mo." A nurse came in from outside.

"What is it?" Mo Mo composed himself.

"Should the IV drip dosage for the patient in bed number 2 be reduced today? I remember you said yesterday..." the
nurse asked.

"Yes, I've already written the prescription, the dosage is on it, here you go." Mo Mo
handed to the nurse.

"Okay, I'll go get the medicine right away, Feng... Brother Feng... you... you..." The nurse, holding the prescription, looked up and
saw me. Her eyes widened, and she stammered, glancing between me and
Momo.

"Xiao Ling..." Momo tried to grab the nurse's hand.

"A ghost... a ghost..." The nurse's legs went weak, but she still shuffled towards the door,
finally rushing out shouting.

"Xiao Ling! Xiao Ling!" Momo called the nurse's name, but she was already gone.

"Mo... Doctor Mo... he... he's my friend?" The old man was still skeptical.
Momo kept her head down, not saying a word.

"Hey, I'm telling you, you know what you should and shouldn't know, what are you still standing here for?" I
said irritably.

"Oh... oh, I don't believe you... bring out my prescription, I want to see!" The old man, true to his
Cantonese roots, used this to put me in a difficult position.

I knew I was in trouble. What should I do? Wouldn't showing my ID card give me away? I
glanced at Momo, who was also looking at me anxiously.

My mind raced. Damn it! You think you're so great just because you're from Guangdong? We Hubei people aren't
called "Nine-Headed Birds" for nothing! Without further ado, I rushed to Momo, wrapped my arms around her
neck , and gave her a long kiss. Momo was clearly surprised, but she didn't resist at all. Instead,
she held onto my waist and cooperated with me to continue the charade.

"Tired...tired...tired...what's going on?!" The old man stomped his foot and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

I could tell Momo was enjoying the moment. Since she didn't seem to want to stop, I was more than happy
to offer my lips. This was something I desperately wanted.

"Liao...Liao Hui...that's enough...this is a hospital..." Momo suddenly stopped.

"Oh...right, right..." I awkwardly let go of Momo.

"Please sit down..." Momo gestured for me to sit opposite her. We were both slightly embarrassed by what had just happened.

"What was that guy doing? He was so rude! He was obviously a nouveau riche." I
started a conversation.

"That man is quite pitiful. He's from Shantou, Guangdong. He
travels . He's made a lot of money, but he hasn't given his family much warmth. A few years ago, his wife ran off with someone else.
He was so traumatized that all his health problems started appearing. When I examined him, I found out he had been toughing himself out
. He has a moderate stomach perforation, a lot of gallbladder polyps, all caused by skipping breakfast for a long time. He
likes to drink alcohol, and his liver fibrosis is quite severe."

"This old man is pretty tragic in every way except for being rich..." I exclaimed.

"Yes, when he was diagnosed with these diseases, he didn't want to live anymore... Sigh..." Momo
sighed.

"And then what happened?"

"Then I arranged for him to be hospitalized. His health condition was too dangerous; he could die suddenly at any time."
" Possibility. During his hospitalization, I felt sorry for him. He had no relatives here. Besides
giving him injections, medicine, and checkups every day, I sometimes cooked him meals and brought them over... and then... sigh..."

"And then your good intentions turned into his feelings for you?"

"Actually, I didn't mean it at all!" Momo was getting a little anxious.

"I know you didn't mean it. Doesn't he even look at himself in the mirror? What a pathetic old man!"

"From then on, his recovery was incredibly fast..."

"Of course, the power of love!" I interjected.

"Ugh! I didn't mean it at all!" Momo glanced at me.

"Never mind..." I pretended to slap myself.

"Hmph...you have no idea, as soon as he recovered from his illness, he started asking about me.
When , he started pursuing me like crazy. At first, he gave me cell phones and diamond rings, such
expensive things, of course I wouldn't accept them. Later, he switched to giving me flowers and breakfast. Look,
the flowers on that cabinet are piled up like a mountain, and as for the breakfast, my colleagues who hadn't eaten breakfast took it to tide them over
."

"That old codger is quite patient, he won't give up until he gets what he wants!"

"I actually admire that about him..."

"Oh! You actually admire him? Fine, I'll go call him back for you." I pretended to get up to leave. "

Come back! You're so annoying...you..." Momo was genuinely angry.

"Okay, okay, I won't joke like that anymore..." I apologized.

"But, I really appreciate you this time, if it weren't for you, I probably would have had a terrible headache and would have had to go to the
dance to vent..."

"You...you went to the dance hall just to vent your emotions?" I was a little incredulous.

"Of course, what else would I do there? Do you think I'm that kind of shady woman?" Momo
argued.

"No, no... I didn't think that way..."

"Besides, I have a stable job, I don't need that little bit of money."

"Momo... no... Dr. Mo... I want to ask a question... please don't be angry..."

"Go ahead and ask."

"Okay, um... that night you... we had sex by the dance floor... why is that?"
I really couldn't understand this.

Momo froze when she heard my question, and then tears
streamed down her face.

"Dr. Mo... please don't be like this, just pretend I didn't say anything, pretend I didn't ask anything, oh dear, if
someone comes in and sees, how am I supposed to explain?" Seeing Momo cry made me feel really bad.

Momo suppressed her sadness, took out a book from under her desk, took out the photo tucked inside, and handed it to
me. I took the photo and looked at it. It was a couple, looking very intimate. The girl was
obviously Momo, but the boy… this boy is… isn’t that me? No, no, this boy definitely
isn’t me, but he looks so much like me!

“He looks a lot like you, doesn’t he?” Momo asked me, wiping away her tears.

“Yes, exactly the same!” I exclaimed.

“He was my boyfriend, he’s dead, he died in a car accident…” Momo was heartbroken at the thought.

“It seems you two were very close.”

“We were classmates in middle school, and we started dating back then. We were going to get married,
but then he left, leaving me all alone…”

“This must have broken your heart…” I felt a pang of sadness myself.

"It wasn't just painful, it was unbearable. When I heard the news, I was completely devastated.
For a long time afterward, I was in a daze, completely lost, and I needed help crossing the street."

"That must have been a huge blow to you!"

"I just couldn't accept it. I didn't even go to his funeral.
Fear and dread overwhelmed me; I didn't have the courage to go."

"So how did you get through it?" I asked.

"Later, my family encouraged me to go to work, saying that having someone with me during the day would make things much better—talking,
chatting , and the day would pass quickly. And that was true. But while it was easy to get through the daytime,
what about the nights? Watching TV, playing computer games, reading—his image was everywhere. I couldn't control myself at all
!" Momo trembled as she said this.

"So… you chose to go to a dance hall to vent?" I asked tentatively.

"Yes, I found the dance hall to be dimly lit, loudly lit, and crowded. Once you start dancing, you can forget
all your troubles."

"There are a lot of thugs there, aren't you afraid..."

"I know I'm pretty good-looking, but I have my cousin protecting me, no one can do anything to me!"
Momo said with a hint of pride.

"Your cousin?"

"Yeah, he's a cynical boss. Nobody in our family knows exactly what he does,
but I heard his business is huge. He often goes there to pick up girls. Then one day he noticed I wasn't feeling well, so he told me
to go dancing there that night and have some fun, saying that it would help me forget everything. With him protecting me, no one would dare to mess with me." "

Did you feel better afterward?"

"Not really, just felt very tired every day. When I got home, I just wanted to sleep. I lived like a broken record
, which made me very exhausted."

"You look pretty good now!" I teased.

"I only started to feel better in the last few days..." "

In the last few days?"

"Yeah..." Momo nodded shyly.

"Why?"

"Because...you..."

"Because of me? Why?"

"Because I see his shadow in you, every movement, every word, even
every breath, is so similar..." Momo looked at me tenderly.

"So that day you and I...no wonder that nurse looked at me like that, she mistook
me for your ex-boyfriend, right?" I finally understood.

"Yes, that's right." Momo nodded.

"Wait a minute? Why was she the only one who recognized me, and the other doctors and nurses didn't?"
I wondered.

"My ex-boyfriend doesn't work at this hospital, he's a long-distance truck driver. That nurse's name is Xiaoling."
"He's a good friend of ours, so he knows us. The other doctors and nurses know very little about us,"
Momo explained.

"I see..." I said thoughtfully.

"Liao Hui, do you know how excited I was when I saw you that day! I even
wondered if I was dreaming. I couldn't control my emotions at all. I hadn't had sex in over a year
, but that night, I gave you everything!" Momo became more and more excited as she spoke, standing up
and grabbing my hand tightly.

"No...no...Momo...no...Dr. Mo...don't do this..." I felt very uncomfortable hearing this and tried my best
to break free from Momo's hand. It turned out that I was just a shadow in Momo's eyes.

"Liao Hui, listen to me..." Momo held my hand tightly.

"Liao Hui! Liao Hui!" It was Yao Mei calling me from outside.

"I'm here!" I answered.

"Who is she?" Momo's eyes were cold.

"She is...is...one of my colleagues!" I stammered.

"Colleague?" Momo looked at me suspiciously.

"Liao Hui..." Yao Mei heard my voice and pushed the door open to come in.

"Hehe... Yao Mei... you're here..." Mo Mo was still holding my hand, which I forcefully pulled away.

"You... what are you doing here? Didn't you go to buy breakfast? Who is she?" Yao Mei
's smiling face instantly turned ashen when she saw Mo Mo holding my hand.

"She's Dr. Mo... she's..."

"Hello, I'm Mo Fengping from the internal medicine department. You can call me Dr. Mo." Mo Mo released my hand and
walked towards Yao Mei, making a handshake gesture.

Yao Mei had no interest in shaking hands. She looked at Mo Mo with a woman's special gaze. To be
honest, any woman who saw what had just happened would have concluded that Mo Mo and I had an unusual relationship.
Mo Mo, too, looked at Yao Mei with the same gaze. With just a woman's sixth sense, she could tell that Yao Mei
and I had an unusual relationship. They were both right, and a battle of ice and fire was about to begin
.

"Liao Hui! Didn't you go to buy breakfast? What are you doing here?" Yao Mei didn't attack Momo directly,
but instead targeted me first.

"I did go to buy breakfast, and then..." I tried to explain.

"Then, he found out I hadn't eaten breakfast, so he brought it to me. Look, it's on the table, isn't
it?" Momo retorted coldly.

"Brought it to you?" Yao Mei's eyes practically spit fire. "

Yes, he even specially bought my favorite meatball soup!" Momo gave Yao Mei an annoyed look . Yao Mei stormed over and opened the breakfast box, finding meatball soup inside. "Yao Mei, let me explain..." I panicked a little. "Explain? Explain what? Explain your ass!" Yao Mei slammed the breakfast box down, making a mess of soup all over the table . "Oh! What a temper! I wouldn't do that to my Huihui." Momo's words were truly deadly . "You!...You!..." Yao Mei slammed the door and stormed out. "Mo Mo, what nonsense are you spouting? She's a patient with neurasthenia; she can't be stimulated!" I complained to Mo Mo, then chased after her. "Liao Hui...you..." Mo Mo tried to stop me, but it was too late. "Yao Mei, stop!" I shouted, and Yao Mei stood still. "This is a hospital. What are you making a scene about? I have nothing to do with her; we just met ." I explained. "Just met? Liao Hui, are you treating me like a child?" Yao Mei didn't believe me at all. "You don't believe me no matter what I say, so what am I supposed to do?" I was getting a little crazy from these two women . "What to do? Hmph, I've made up my mind. I'm not going to pursue this anymore. Anyway, I'm going back to Guangdong tomorrow." Yao Mei snorted. "Tomorrow? We're leaving tomorrow?" "Liao Hui, are you out of your mind? We bought train tickets back as soon as we arrived in Wuhan. Don't you even know how long we've been out here? Aren't you planning to go back to work?" Yao Mei said, her voice tinkling. "I have to go back...I have to go back..." I really hated myself. I finally got a year off and came back, but instead of talking to my parents, I messed up so much. "What about Xiao Lei? Can he even go back like this?" I worried about Xiao Lei. "I'm telling you, stop worrying about him and think about yourself! He has a rich girlfriend , so it doesn't matter if he goes to work or not. It's fine for him to stay here and recover. What about you?" Yao Mei's words stung me. I'm destined to be a wage earner, I can't escape it. "What about Chun Zi?" I was still concerned about Chun Zi. "Chun Zi is with Xiao Lei, of course. I already talked to your parents last night, and they said you should go back to work. You don't need to worry about things here." "What did you tell my parents?" I asked nervously. "They didn't say much, just asked about your work, and about...our...situation..." Yao Mei smiled and lowered her head. "Oh, then I'll go buy breakfast." I hurriedly went out. When I came back with breakfast, I found Momo standing next to Xiao Lei, recording something on the equipment, Chunzi sitting next to Xiao Lei, and Yao Mei glaring at Momo with a displeased expression. "Come on, everyone, have breakfast." I forced a smile and greeted everyone. "Brother Hui, give me some first!" Xiao Lei ate like a starving ghost. "What's the rush? We won't let you go without...Dr. Mo, you should eat something too, I bought you one too." I asked Momo, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Yao Mei roll her eyes at me. "No, I ate at home before coming." Momo continued recording data. Yao Mei paused for a moment, then continued eating her meal. "Dr. Mo, how is my cousin's condition? Can he be discharged today?" I asked. "Discharged? You're in such a hurry! You were just admitted yesterday, and you're being discharged today?" Momo looked me up and down with a strange expression . "No... because we're going back to Guangdong together tomorrow, so..." I told her the truth. *Thud*, Momo dropped her notebook, her face unusually grave. All of this...

I noticed it all, and Yao Mei, who was keeping a close eye on Momo, also noticed it.

"Uh… your cousin's condition isn't very stable, I'm afraid he can't go back with you… uh… Liao Hui… come to
my office for a moment…" Momo lowered her head and left.

I swallowed the bun in my hand hastily, glanced at Yao Mei, she didn't say anything, and then I followed her
out.

"Liao Hui, you're going back to Guangdong tomorrow?" Momo asked as soon as I entered the office.

"Yes, I bought my return ticket when I came back."

"Can't you stay?…" Momo asked directly.

"This… Momo…" I tried to explain.

"Liao Hui, you're working in Guangdong anyway, you can work back in Hubei too. I can ask my cousin to
find you a very good job." Momo offered her suggestion.

"You can't say that, Momo, I've been in Guangdong for so many years, I know it well…" I felt a pang of reluctance
.

"Liao Hui, I won't beat around the bush anymore. Let's get straight to the point. I know you're not
completely . I'll give you time to sort things out. If you've made up your mind, just let me know, and I
'll take care of everything here."

"This..." I stammered.

"What 'this' and 'that'? I've already said everything I need to say. I won't say anything more. If you
don't want to, that's fine too, but please let me know..." Momo choked up.

"..." I fell silent, unsure of what to say.

"Liao Hui, tell me the truth, who is that girl to you?" Momo was clearly referring to Yao Mei.

"A colleague... just..."

"Just... a colleague?" Momo was still somewhat doubtful.

"Just a colleague," I said firmly.

"Liao Hui..." Momo rushed over and hugged me.

My mind was a mess, like my brain had short-circuited. I heard a buzzing in my ears, and
I felt the burden on my shoulders growing heavier and heavier. A man should
only , but now I have to be responsible for so many women. This pressure is suffocating me. Momo
seems determined to be with me for life. I don't care if she sees me as a shadow of her ex-boyfriend;
at least she's sincere. Yao Mei is a tragic woman, and she's also somewhat neurotic. After all,
our relationship can't be explained in a few words. She cried and begged to marry me before; if I
abandon , I don't know what foolish thing she might do. Weiwei is also a source of heartache for me. Although we
haven't known each other for long, I feel like I understand her very deeply. This feeling is strange, and I really
can't explain it. As for Chunzi, she's my precious darling. Before I won her over, I
treated her like a precious gem, afraid she'd melt in my mouth or fall from my hand. Last night I tricked and raped her,
which makes it even harder for me to let her go.

"Momo, I know you're a kind and loyal girl. Please give me some time to sort out my
affairs , and I'll give you a satisfactory answer." I released Momo's hand.

"Okay, I'll wait for you..." Momo said tenderly.

"Then I'll go first." I turned to leave.

I went to the ward with a strange feeling. They seemed to be discussing something. I didn't say anything,
but just sat down silently on the corner of the bed.

"Brother Hui..." Xiao Lei called me.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong? You seem distracted?" Xiao Lei pressed.

"Nothing, nothing..." I dodged the question.

"Nothing? Tell me honestly, what did that vixen say to you?" Yao Mei's words
pierced my face like a sharp knife.

"Vixen? What vixen?" Xiao Lei was puzzled.

"Xiao Lei, shut up, Liao Hui, don't play dumb with me, it won't work, tell me!" Yao Mei pressed on
.

"Aren't you annoying? Making such a racket first thing in the morning! This is a hospital, not home!"
Listening to Yao Mei's incessant chatter, I was incredibly irritated.

"Sister… are you talking about Dr. Mo?" Chunzi seemed to understand.

"Who else could it be but her? I knew she was a vixen a long time ago!" Yao Mei continued her tirade.

"Are you ever going to stop? All you do is spout nonsense. We're going back to Guangdong tomorrow, aren't we?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already defending her?" Yao Mei said sarcastically.

"Yao Mei, come out here!"

"What's wrong? Can't you say it in front of everyone?" Yao Mei deliberately made things difficult for me.

"We're going back to Guangdong tomorrow, we should bring you and Chunzi's father some local specialties, right?"
Not wanting to discuss this further, I changed the subject.

"Oh… right… sister… why don't you go with Hui-ge to buy some local specialties for Dad…" Chunzi thought
what I said made sense.

"Remember to bring some back for Xiaowei and Aguang too," Xiaolei said.

"Okay, you guys stay here, I'll go out with him to buy some local specialties," Yaomei said, her anger subsiding a bit. Yaomei

and I bought some local specialties from several well-known shops. That evening, I spent a lot of
time talking . It was the first time I'd talked to them so much since I came back. To be honest, I felt
like a very unworthy son. My parents had worked so hard to raise me, and I hadn't studied hard enough for college entrance exams,
which disappointed them. Later, I decided to go to Guangdong to develop my career, thinking there were more opportunities there, and they still
silently supported me. Over the years, I've only been able to come back to see them during the Spring Festival. I've
given my most precious time to friends and colleagues, leaving very little time for them. I owe
them so much.

The next day, only Yaomei and I boarded the train. Since Xiaolei couldn't come with us, Chunzi
had to stay behind to take care of him. My parents assured me that Xiaolei would be fine with them there.

The train started moving. Looking at the passing scenery outside the window, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, mostly
melancholy . I suddenly realized Momo was right. Since working in Guangdong and Hubei was the same,
why did I choose to leave my hometown and go to faraway Guangdong to work?

"Liao Hui, what's wrong?" Yao Mei asked.

"Nothing, just feeling a little uneasy..."

"What? Missing that doctor?" Yao Mei said irritably.

"I'm going to have a smoke..." I was speechless at Yao Mei. If I can't afford to offend her, can't I at least avoid her?

Since we parted yesterday, I haven't seen Momo again. Today I'm leaving, and I feel I should call
her.

"Beep beep beep," I dialed Momo's number with trembling hands.

"Hello?" It was Momo's voice.

"Momo, it's me..."

"Liao Hui, is it really you? Where are you now?" Momo was extremely excited to hear my voice.

"I'm already on the train."

"Liao Hui, don't forget what I told you, I'll wait for you..." Momo repeated what she said yesterday.

"Yeah, I won't forget..." Hearing her say that, a jumble of thoughts rushed into my mind again. I
didn't listen to what Momo had to say anymore and hung up the phone directly.

In the corridor, I smoked one cigarette after another, the more I smoked, the more suffocated I felt. I couldn't understand
what I had done wrong, how to untangle these knots in my heart, or how to move forward.

"Beep beep beep," my phone rang, and the caller ID showed Weiwei.

"Weiwei..." I quickly stubbed out my cigarette and answered the phone.

"Cousin, I went to the farmhouse to look for you just now, and Auntie said you're going back to Guangdong, and
your train ?" Weiwei sounded anxious.

"Yes, I'm on the train now."

"Then why didn't you call me?" Weiwei complained a little.

"I've been busy these past few days, I forgot..." I said apologetically.

"Hmph, when are you coming back next time?" Weiwei was a little unhappy.

"If nothing special happens, I guess it'll be around Chinese New Year."

"Oh? That long? Then take good care of yourself over there, smoke less, drink less,
eat , eat more vegetables, and make time to exercise. It's getting cold, so wear warm clothes and don't get cold..." Weiwei's
words warmed my heart, and the tightness in my chest seemed to ease.

"Thank you, Weiwei..." I felt a little touched, because no girl had ever cared about
me like this before.

Time flew by, and it was evening in the blink of an eye. After the lights on the train were turned off, the whole carriage
was very dim. I felt very bored and couldn't sleep at all, so I lay down on the bed and picked up my phone to play games.

"Brother Hui, are you online? I'm so scared!" Suddenly, someone sent me a message on WeChat. I
looked and saw that it was Yao Mei.

"What's wrong? What happened?" I wondered. What kind of trouble was this girl causing now?
Since I was in the lower bunk and she was in the middle bunk, right above me, she could just
tell me what was wrong. Why send a message on WeChat? Oh, she probably didn't want to disturb others' rest.

"I feel like the man in the middle bunk next to me keeps staring at me?" Yao Mei sent
another .

What?! My heart skipped a beat. I turned my head to look at the middle bunk, and sure enough, I saw
a man with a full beard lying there, staring intently at Yao Mei.

"Then you can sleep on the lower bunk, I'll go to the middle bunk," I replied to Yao Mei.

I jumped up, and Yao Mei also got off the middle bunk. After we switched bunks, I saw
the bearded man shift his gaze to the lower bunk, still staring at Yao Mei.

"Brother Hui, did you see that? He's still staring at me!" Yao Mei sent another message.

"I saw it, it's okay, you go to sleep, I'm here, he won't dare do anything," I comforted Yao Mei.

"No, I'm scared, I can't sleep."

"Then what do you suggest?" I was at a loss.

"How about... you come down and sleep with me?"

"This is a train carriage, not home, isn't that a bit inappropriate?" I was a little embarrassed, but also secretly pleased.

"What's inappropriate about it? It's dark, nobody can see you, just tell me if you're coming down or not?"

"Okay, I'll come down, you wait." I couldn't persuade Yao Mei otherwise.

I took the blanket from the middle bunk down. To be honest, the carriage was still a bit chilly, and one
blanket wasn't enough.

I glanced at the bearded man, coughed, and then hugged Yao Mei to sleep
. Seeing us sleeping together, the bearded man seemed bored and buried his head in the wall.

I held Yao Mei, my head resting on her beautiful hair—mmm, so fragrant! My hands started to wander, like a little
snake , slipping inside Yao Mei's bra.

"Ah…it hurts…" Yao Mei cried out softly just as I was about to vigorously knead her large breasts.

"What's wrong?" I asked, whispering in her ear.

"Not tonight…" Yao Mei refused.

"What's wrong? It'll be dark, nobody can see, didn't you say that?" I was a little
puzzled; Yao Mei was usually very proactive with me.

"Xiao Hong is here…" Yao Mei whispered.

"Xiao Hong? What Xiao Hong?" I asked, confused.

"Ugh, why are you so annoying? You're just bringing bad luck…" Yao Mei said impatiently.

"No way? What a coincidence?" I reached into Yao Mei's crotch and, sure enough, felt a wad of sanitary napkin.

Disappointed, I touched Yao Mei's lower abdomen, sighing repeatedly, because my
penis had already become very hard the moment I touched her body.

"What's wrong? Disappointed?" Yao Mei rubbed her plump, round buttocks against my crotch, clearly noticing
my reaction.

"Mmm..." I nodded.

"You really want it?" Yao Mei asked teasingly.

"What can I do if I want it? You're on your period, aren't you?" I pouted.

"Then I'll help you with my mouth, okay?" Yao Mei turned and chuckled.

"With my mouth?" I asked in surprise.

Yao Mei didn't answer me again, but simply crawled under the covers, lying on her side in a "69" position. She playfully
kicked my nose with her toes. I closed my eyes tightly, hugging her legs, quietly sensing
what was about to happen.

My pants were slowly pulled down by a pair of small hands, and my enormous penis sprang out with a "pop."
Yao Mei rubbed her cheek against my penis, her small hands gently stroking my testicles.

I glanced back at the lower bunk next to me and the middle bunk above; they were both asleep. The aisle
was empty, and the quiet carriage thrilled me. It was as if every sound we made, every movement...
The silence was so profound it made my heart leap out of my throat.

At that moment, I loved Yao Mei so much, like a parched land receiving rain. I felt
Yao Mei pressing my penis against my temple, while she sucked one of my testicles into her mouth,
moistening . My testicles felt like eggs in an incubator, warm, moist, and incredibly comfortable!

My breathing quickened as Yao Mei, while sucking my testicles, cupped her hand and
began to stroke my penis. This series of movements aroused all my desire.

My penis grew larger and larger, and Yao Mei sensed it, changing from stroking to rotating. I
gripped Yao Mei's legs tightly, my whole body tense, every cell radiating its primal power.

Yao Mei's timing was perfect; she opened her mouth and took my entire glans in—such a warm
tongue! Such a moist labia! I vaguely felt that Yao Mei's oral skills were even better than fucking her pussy! Yao
Mei swallowed my penis little by little. I knew that the space here was small and I couldn't move around freely, so I just
let Yao Mei take it slow.

Slowly, Yao Mei had swallowed my entire penis. This was the feeling I loved most.
I couldn't help but curl up my legs and trap Yao Mei's head between my legs.

Yao Mei kept slapping my buttocks and stomach, as if complaining that I was squeezing her too tightly. Humph,
how much strength can you exert in such a small space? I felt very proud and occasionally thrust forward into her throat.
Damn! The feeling of abusing a sex slave is so incredibly pleasurable!

"Slap slap," I felt someone patting my blanket. Yao Mei was pressing down on me, and my hand
couldn't possibly be patting my own blanket. Oh my god! This time, my heart was really about to jump out of my throat!

Who was patting my blanket? To be honest, I really didn't notice. Was it that bearded guy in the middle bunk?
Or someone else?

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