[Urban] Dream of Desire (Complete) - 1-3

[Synopsis] Was it fate? A young man met a woman named Xiaodie in his dream. She said she would come to find him, and to his surprise, she actually appeared!

Chapter 1: After the Passion

If reincarnation truly exists, would you hope for a life of luxury and abundance in your next life, or would you still choose to build your own world step by step with your own hands? Although there will be gains and losses, and you might still live a mediocre life, you wouldn't have any regrets.

If life could truly be chosen, would you choose to be an ordinary human again, experiencing decades, or even centuries, of ordinary days? Or would you choose to become a dazzling butterfly, with a short life but radiant colors?

A sheer lace canopy draped from the ceiling to the floor covered an extra-large round bed. Several dim candles flickered around the bed, and the aroma of rosemary created a dreamlike and romantic atmosphere.

If someone were to enter this space at this moment, they could easily find themselves unknowingly drawn into a whirlpool of lust.

And I, right now, happen to be in this dreamlike, romantic little room: and, luckily, I'm pressed against an alluring body, my proud dragon thrusting forcefully and relentlessly into the valley formed between her legs.

"Oh... Quan... good brother... right there... ah..."

Under my superb sexual skills and my frantic efforts, the delicate body beneath me not only responded to my thrusts with various lewd expressions that excited me, but also unabashedly emitted soul-stirring moans and groans.

At this moment, the fragrant sweat from her intense exercise was rapidly streaming down her forehead. So, in just a short while, the unstoppable sweat on her forehead instantly soaked her long, straight hair that reached past her shoulders.

"Oh... Zhizhi..."

Watching her furrowed brows, occasionally letting out joyful moans, her expression a mixture of love and pain, further satisfied my sense of accomplishment in conquering her.

Then I lifted her slender waist and leaned back. Our position naturally became the "lotus position," woman on top, man on bottom, and I naturally handed the initiative to her sexy, beautiful buttocks.

Having developed a good understanding during sex, after I lay down, she instinctively began to sway her round, perky buttocks, pursuing her own climax.

"Ah... Quan... good husband... it's coming... ah..."

Now, after the baptism of sex, her pure face still had strands of fragrant sweat on her hair, giving her a wild air. And because of her face, pure yet wildly beautiful, my dragon, moving through her tight passage, became even harder.

So, as she swayed her slender waist, I synchronized my movements with her rotation, thrusting my penis upwards, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, keeping her immersed in the pleasure of sex, unable to control herself for a long time.

"Oh...husband...you're so naughty...you're thrusting so hard...ah...I can't take it anymore..."

After a series of attacks, I pushed her to the peak of orgasm. Because when she suddenly cried out and leaned forward onto my chest, panting heavily, I knew she had reached the climax she desired.

I gently brushed aside the hair that covered her face and kissed her pretty face inch by inch from her forehead down, stopping only at her delicious lips.

After a passionate French kiss, she gasped and said to me, "Good brother...good husband...you're so amazing...you've made me...ah...you again..."

Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, I grabbed her incredibly shapely buttocks, which resembled a female Ricky Martin, and simultaneously thrust my still-erect penis upwards, silencing her before she could finish her sentence. The sound instantly transformed into a beautiful, sensual moan that echoed throughout the room.

But just as I flipped her over, enjoying our lovemaking in a "fire from across the river" position, that damned phone on the bedside table rang.

I didn't want to answer it, continuing to focus on what we were doing. But when I heard the ringtone, I had to pick it up, interrupting our passionate encounter.

Pressing the call button, I tried to compose myself before speaking into the receiver, "Hello!"

"Mei Youquan! Where are you now?"

came the voice I least wanted to hear.

"Oh! Manager Yang, I'm on the train now, almost at Kaohsiung!"

As I spoke, I gestured for the delicate body beneath me to remain still, while simultaneously pressing the switch on the bedside table that had background sound effects.

However, when I heard the sound from the speakers, I almost fainted. The voice coming from the speakers was: "Dear passengers, we are about to arrive at Taichung Station... Passengers proceeding to Taichung..."

This small mistake was one thing, but the owner of this body, her alluring peach enveloping my massive member, suddenly burst out

laughing out of nowhere at this crucial moment, leaving me utterly embarrassed.

This series of blunders, as expected, elicited a teasing tone from the other end of the phone: "Hey Mei Youquan, if you're going to be a slacker, at least do it properly... You didn't even test the background sound effects before randomly pressing buttons, and look what happened? You know how embarrassing this is!"

"Manager, it's not like that... Listen to me... I... I..."

Having finally managed to slack off, only to be caught cheating, I couldn't find any excuse to cover my embarrassment.

The manager on the other end of the line didn't give me time to think, immediately continuing, "What 'I'? I think you should hurry up and do it with your girl! I'm telling you, I'm giving you thirty minutes. Hurry up and finish and get back to the company."

He hung up immediately after saying that, giving me no chance to explain. Therefore, speechless, I could only close the phone with a bitter smile.

To be honest, my name is actually quite good.

Because my parents believe in things like fortune telling, after I was born, they specifically took my birth chart to a fortune teller.

When the fortune teller, whom my parents so admired, examined my birth chart and, after careful calculation, finally determined that I lacked the water element, and given that I was born at 6:16 PM, which, according to the ancient Chinese method of calculating time, falls under the "You" hour (酉时), he decisively named me "Youquan" (酉泉).

He explained that he hoped this name would bring me abundant wealth and, ideally, power and influence, making me a rich and powerful person. My parents even hoped that their later years would be spent in carefree prosperity because of me.

However, while the name he chose had a good implied meaning, he overlooked one crucial detail: my surname.

Because my surname is Mei (梅), I was often ridiculed for being "poor" from a young age. As a result, I once fought with classmates over my name. And my parents, because of this, brought me home and gave me another beating. This made me extremely dissatisfied with the name "Meiyouquan" from a young age, to the point of almost loathing it.

Unfortunately, my parents firmly believed in the fortune teller's words and hoped that I would achieve great success because of them. So, this name, with a good meaning but a terrible overall name, accompanied me for twenty-eight years.

However, because of the inspiration from this name, I vowed from a young age to become a rich person. Ideally, I would be among the top 100 richest people in the world every year.

So, after graduating from university and serving my country for two years, I carefully analyzed and evaluated the situation and found that Dr. Sun Yat-sen's concept of "land equals wealth" was indeed the best way to go from being poor to becoming a millionaire or even a billionaire overnight.

Therefore, with only one month left before my discharge, I frantically sent out resumes for related jobs. Finally, my hard work paid off, and I found a job at a real estate company, so on my first day after my discharge, I began my career as a foreclosure real estate specialist.

As I was feeling embarrassed and annoyed by the blunder that had just happened, my 24-year-old girlfriend, a flight attendant, laughed loudly as if she were laughing at me, saying, "Hahaha... Honey... How could you..."

Seeing her laughing so uncontrollably, I became even angrier.

So, I angrily shouted at her, "You bastard! How dare you laugh! If it weren't for you, I could have made amends... But you... Humph... So... I'm going to punish you now!"

With that, I channeled all my anger into a surge of energy, thrusting forcefully forward, roughly and violently moving within her tender flower path.

"Ouch! Help! Someone's raping me... Ah... You jerk, Quan! Be gentle..."

Although she kept crying for help, the satisfied expression on her face showed no trace of the shame and pain she would have felt if she were being raped. This made me feel a little regretful! Regretful for giving her such a self-destructive, thankless punishment.

So, in this situation, I said to her with a slightly angry tone, "Who told you to laugh like that! Today I'll fuck you to death, you slut, you whore!"

Then, ignoring the pleas for mercy from the woman beneath me, I continued my actions on her: in an instant, the small room was once again filled with boundless eroticism.

After I had satisfiedly released my pent-up frustration and ejaculated countless "sons of the army," I withdrew my gradually softening dragon and removed the membrane covering it.

But as I casually tied a knot, preparing to throw it in the trash, she snatched it away with lightning speed.

Seeing her unusual behavior, I asked her with a puzzled look, "Zhizhi, what are you doing with that? Keeping it as a souvenir?"

Zhizhi carefully wrapped it in toilet paper, put it in her purse, and then said to me, "Hehehe, Quan, to be honest, I want to keep this as a comparison sample!"

"A comparison sample? Can you be more specific?"

I asked her, full of doubt.

She then gathered her long, disheveled hair and walked towards the bathroom, muttering to herself without turning back, "You know, I'm flying to Hong Kong soon and won't be back for two or three days. So, to prevent you from cheating on me while I'm away, I want to keep this sample. That way, when I get back, I'll know if you've wronged me..."

Hearing her words, I felt a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

I didn't know whether to call her a genius or an idiot. She actually came up with this ridiculous, ignorant, and completely impractical trick to prevent me from cheating.

At that moment, I shouted towards the bathroom, "Hey Miss Zhao, if that's the case, then I can't even masturbate these next few days, and I can't even have wet dreams either!"

She then emerged from the bathroom doorway, only her head covered by a shower cap, and said to me with a serious expression, "Yes! Absolutely not! Who knows if the object of your wet dreams is me, or some other woman? Do you know that you are now my 'Zhao Zhixuan,' the man I love with all my heart! So I won't allow any other woman in your heart!"

Sigh! Who says that all flight attendants are gentle, graceful, and beautiful women? At least my current girlfriend isn't the "gentle and virtuous" type that most people imagine.

Although I was initially attracted and captivated by her delicate appearance, stunning figure, and elegant demeanor, and thus embarked on a passionate pursuit, after I truly got to know her and we officially became a couple, I discovered that she wasn't at all what I had initially imagined.

Just as I finished dressing and was about to leave, Zhizhi emerged from the bathroom. Seeing her wrapped in only a towel, highlighting her exquisite curves, and using a hand towel to dry her slightly damp, beautiful long hair, all the frustration I had felt earlier vanished without a trace.

Zhizhi acted as if I were invisible, casually walking towards the wardrobe in just the towel, and pulling out a purplish-red uniform. Ignoring my current feelings, she casually pulled the towel down, revealing her meticulously maintained, alluring figure. Her

34D breasts had always been a source of my fascination. Each time I rubbed them, the bouncy texture was unforgettable; her flat, smooth abdomen, without an ounce of fat, and the mysterious triangle formed by her long, beautiful legs, fueled my endless desire to explore.

When she slowly and deliberately changed into that dazzling, elegant, and noble purple-red cheongsam-style suit—a dream come true for all men—my weary dragon, exhausted from our earlier struggle, began to awaken again without me even realizing it.

Especially as she leisurely slipped her flesh-colored sheer stockings over her slender toes and slowly rolled them up, my gaze followed the movement of her delicate hands, sweeping back and forth across her long, straight, beautiful legs.

"You big pervert, still staring! Be careful you don't drool all over the floor... Didn't you get enough of looking just now? You... hurry up and go back, or you'll get yelled at by your manager again!"

Hearing her say that, I pretended to wipe the drool from my mouth and gave her a lewd grin, saying, "Hehehe... Miss, you're very pretty! Not only is your face pretty, but your breasts are also... especially your legs, they're really not just ordinary long and beautiful... I wonder... if I have the honor of doing something with you?"

After I finished speaking, I pretended to pounce on her. But my sudden action startled her so much that she pushed her hands forward, trying to stop my intrusion, and shouted at me, "Ah Quan! You're disgusting! Get away... you'll wrinkle my clothes... Okay, okay... stop playing around! I'm running out of time!"

Seeing her truly frightened and embarrassed appearance, I felt an indescribable pleasure. So when I felt I'd teased her enough, I gently kissed her bare face, which was completely devoid of makeup, and then said to her with a hint of reluctance, "My little devil, I'll let you off the hook today! Wait until you get back from your shift, and I'll see how I deal with you!"

This time, it was her turn to lightly kiss my lips and say to me, "Okay, sweetheart... I'll definitely shower and look nice for you when I get back..."

By the time I hurriedly dropped Zhixuan off at Taoyuan International Airport and sped back to the company in Taipei, I was well past the thirty minutes my manager had given me, and had exceeded the allotted time by more than an hour.

Therefore, when I rushed through the door with the "Quansheng Real Estate Company" sign hanging at the entrance, I saw my assistant, Jian Yuxin, sitting at the door, constantly giving me ambiguous looks.

Her unusual gaze seemed to imply that everyone in the company already knew what I had just done outside.

My colleague sitting next to me, who was also my arch-rival, Wang Wenlai, deliberately walked over to me as soon as he saw me. In a barely audible voice, feigning ignorance, he deliberately hummed in a mocking tone, "Train flying fast, train flying fast, crossing mountains and streams, who knows how many miles it's traveled? Where is it going, where is it going? Turns out it's sneaked into a hotel..."

Although his voice wasn't loud, it sounded like a thunderclap to me.

However, just as I was about to glare at him, a deafening roar, like a lion's roar, suddenly came from a corner of the office, instantly echoing throughout the entire space.

"Mei Youquan! You get in here right now!"

When these words clearly resonated in every corner of the office, the entire floor seemed to freeze in time. Everyone in the company seemed to be frozen in place, each person looking at me with different expressions.

From those strange looks, I could vaguely discern various meanings: sympathy, mockery, wishing for the best... but I knew they all shared the same message: "You're dead!"

So, under the watchful eyes of my colleagues, I lowered my head and quickly walked towards my execution ground, preparing to face the unknown punishment.

When I entered the manager's office, I saw Manager Yang's square face, veins bulging, staring at me with a livid expression. On his desk lay my work log from yesterday.

"Mei Youquan, report to me what you wrote yesterday, which is your work plan for today."

With a heart full of trepidation, I stammered, "Uh...reporting to the manager...today's work plan is: in the morning, I'll help Mr. Chen bid on the 'Yonghe' property; then at 11:30, I'll go to 'Xinzhuang' to hand over the house; then contact Ms. Wu..."

I recited the work plan I had written yesterday in meticulous detail, without omitting a single word.

After I finished speaking, Manager Yang glanced at me and asked, "So, how many items did you complete?"

"Reporting, Manager, all completed!"

I replied confidently.

"Huh? That's strange! According to you, your itinerary didn't mention anything about going south. So why did you suddenly decide to go south?"

He deliberately raised his voice at the last sentence, sending a chill down my spine. Especially his sharp, murderous gaze; just one sweep of it made me feel as if I'd been struck by an icy arrow, causing me to shiver involuntarily.

"Manager…uh…I…I…"

Faced with his piercing gaze, I truly didn't know how to answer him.

After glancing at me again, he pressed on relentlessly, "You, you don't even know who you're lying to! Do you think I'm the kind of pig-headed manager who sits in the office all day, does nothing, knows nothing, and only knows how to yell at people? Don't you even think about who guided you step by step when you first entered this industry, leading you to where you are today? So, do you think I don't know your tricks?"

"I'm sorry! Manager, I'll improve next time..."

As I said this, what I really thought was: I'll be more careful next time I go out and won't get caught again. As for how he interprets what I said, that's his business.

But he seemed still angry and continued to shout at me, "It's one thing if you go out and mess around, if you've finished your work, I'll turn a blind eye to where you go and fool around... But you say you really finished all the work? Do you know... you actually forgot one thing!"

Manager Yang's sudden change of topic caught me off guard, and I almost didn't know how to respond. So, while quickly trying to grasp the meaning of his words, I vaguely replied, "Ah! Really? I don't think so?"

I thought about it carefully again, making sure I hadn't overlooked anything. But judging from his determined expression, it seemed I really had forgotten something.

So, I looked at him cautiously with a look of eager curiosity.

Manager Yang gave me a questioning look, as if to say, "You really don't know, or are you just pretending?" before saying firmly, "Since you really don't know, fine! I'll tell you now, you actually forgot that Ms. Wang Lijin is coming to the company to pay the service fee at 2:30 this afternoon!"

Hearing this, I suddenly realized.

So, all that going around in circles was because of this, which was why he was inexplicably so angry.

So I feigned surprise and said innocently, "Oh! But she called yesterday and made an appointment for tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow? I bet you were in a rush to have sex with your girlfriend, so you deliberately forgot, right?"

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of water, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and continued, "You know how difficult this client is! I waited two whole months, thinking that once she handed over the keys, I could finally receive the money smoothly. But you, not only did you forget something so important, you even dared to skip work and go out to play with women... Tell me! What are we going to do now?"

"Where is Miss Wang now?"

I asked tremblingly.

"Don't you even look at the time? Do you think she'd be sitting here waiting for you with that money? Miss Wang waited here for half an hour, and when you still hadn't returned, her face turned ashen, like she'd been hit with excrement. Of course, she stormed off!"

The thought of losing a bonus of over ten thousand yuan suddenly filled me with a flood of questions: What am I going to do next month? Am I going to starve? And I still have a mountain of bills, credit card payments…

My heart pounding with anxiety, I immediately asked the manager in a frantic tone, "What should I do now?"

Surprisingly, while I was worrying about next month's bonus, he remained calm, holding his teacup, leisurely blowing away the steam, and then said to me with a relaxed expression, "You're lucky today! Actually, she said before she left that if she didn't see you today, she shouldn't even think about getting her money back! So…"

I anxiously asked, "How is it?"

Manager Yang put down his mug… His gaze suddenly returned to its previous sharp, deadly intensity, scanning me from head to toe before he gritted his teeth and slammed his large, powerful hand—the very hand that had carried him to his empire—onto the table. Pointing at my nose, he said, "No matter what method you use, if you don't see that service fee on my desk by the time I leave work today, then you... don't... need... come... tomorrow!"

I glanced at my watch; the hands were already at 4:50. In other words, there were still two hours until I left work. To avoid his continued nagging, I feigned alarm and said, "Ah! It's already so late! Manager... I have to hurry and collect the money!"

With that, I immediately turned and dashed out of the company, leaving that terrifying place without looking back, sprinting towards my destination.

(Episode 1, Chapter 2: Antique Vase)

As evening fell, Taipei's streets began to bustle with traffic and crowds. The throngs of people and vehicles weaved through the streets and alleys, creating a typical scene of a busy metropolis. Walking along the streets, the diverse crowds, some wearing indifferent masks, others anticipating evening entertainment, were a typical reflection of urban life.

I was stuck in the traffic jam, slowly making my way to my destination. Frustrated, I could only watch the hurried crowds outside the car window to pass the time.

The thought of going to Wang Li-ching's house to collect money suddenly stirred a strange feeling within me.

Actually, when I first saw Wang Li-ching, I thought she wasn't an ordinary person. Judging from her head-to-toe designer clothes, I mistakenly assumed she was either the wife of a businessman, a powerful businesswoman, or a wealthy person with inherited wealth.

However, after interacting with her and getting to know her better, I discovered that her money came from a substantial insurance payout left to her by her untimely husband.

With this money, she not only raised her only daughter but also invested in foreclosed properties, allowing her to live such a wealthy life.

Knowing this made me feel incredibly resentful for a long time.

I felt that we were all living on this small planet, yet her husband's death afforded her a carefree and comfortable life,

while I toiled in the streets every day, enduring the sun and rain, only to struggle for basic necessities. It

took me a long time to reflect before I could gradually find some balance. It took me a long time to comfort myself and say that it was all fate.

So, I wandered aimlessly through the long line of cars, slowly inching forward like a worm for almost an hour before finally reaching Ms. Wang's apartment in a magnificent, top-tier mansion in Taipei's most expensive Xinyi District.

With a heavy heart, I exchanged my ID at the security guard's office downstairs and rushed to her floor.

I expected to be greeted by an angry, sullen face, as if I owed her millions, after being over half an hour late for our appointment.

But to my surprise, the moment the door opened, I wondered if I had rung someone's doorbell.

Instead of the usual sullen expression, Wang Lijin wore a look of ecstatic joy, as if a savior had arrived.

Her attire, in particular, caught my eye.

Judging from her appearance, she was preparing to attend some high-class event.

A black, elegant evening gown with thin straps immediately exuded a noble air; the silver-embellished fabric added a touch of modern fashion.

From the front, it might seem unremarkable: at most, it appears to be an ordinary evening gown with a low-cut design and multi-layered pleats to conceal her ample breasts. As long as she didn't bend over, there was little chance of a wardrobe malfunction.

However, when she opened the door and let me into her room, the moment she turned around, I discovered the gown's true sensuality.

Its allure wasn't in the unremarkable front, but rather in the back, which sparked the imagination!

Two thin straps, less than 0.3 centimeters in total, extended from front to back, tying into a beautiful bow behind her sexy neck; her wavy, reddish-brown hair perfectly complemented her flawless, sexy neck.

But what made my erection throb involuntarily was her alluring, unadorned back!

Looking down her back, I found it completely bare, with absolutely no fabric covering her. I could even vaguely see her breasts, slightly protruding, from the way she swayed as she walked.

This unexpected surprise made it impossible for me to tear my gaze away.

As my gaze reluctantly traveled downwards, I finally saw fabric covering her lower body about two centimeters above her buttocks.

Just as I was so captivated by the sight that I almost pulled out my hard member for a breath of fresh air, a dazzling light suddenly flashed into my pupils, so bright it almost blinded me.

I searched for a long time before finally finding the source of the light.

The source of that dazzling light was a black, thread-like thong she wore between her buttocks, adorned with a dazzling rhinestone at the junction of two cotton ropes. Although it was carefully concealed beneath the hem of her evening gown, it would occasionally peek out as she moved, creating a great surprise and fueling the desire to peek into her secrets.

If our relationship hadn't been purely that of client and salesperson, and if I hadn't already seen her age on her ID card and realized she was actually forty-two, a mature woman, I would have really wanted to pounce on her, pull open her evening gown, and admire the alluring glimpse beneath.

After she closed the door, she surprisingly grabbed my hand without any hesitation, saying in a slightly urgent tone, "Mr. Mei, you've come at the right time! Quickly, help me get the diamond ring."

Following her direction, I saw a white vase about fifty centimeters tall on a dresser in the corner of the living room.

Curious, I walked over and examined the vase she pointed to. However, I kept glancing at her sexy evening gown out of the corner of my eye, trying to find something more pleasing to the eye.

I picked up the vase, puzzled, and said, "Miss Wang, this vase... doesn't seem particularly special."

Unexpectedly, seeing my clumsy handling, she quickly stopped me and said with a slightly reproachful tone, "Hey! Be careful! This is a very valuable antique!"

Hearing the word "antique," my heart skipped a beat, and I immediately and carefully put it back in its place. I was terrified that I might accidentally damage a masterpiece created by an ancient person.

Actually, damaging an object from an unknown person wasn't a big deal to me; what I feared was whether its owner would demand an astronomical sum of money as compensation.

If things were to develop in that way, even if I worked myself to the bone for her my whole life, I might not be able to pay off this debt, a debt I'd never actually see.

Because, for someone like her, belonging to high society, if she said an item was valuable, then its value would definitely be millions, even tens of millions.

But this plain white vase, aside from feeling slightly lighter than an ordinary vase, didn't seem to have anything particularly valuable to me.

"Miss Wang, you say this vase is priceless, so… what exactly makes it so valuable? What dynasty was it from? Which master craftsman made it? Could it be… the legendary 'Panlong Vase'?"

"Ha! Have you been watching too many commercials? Besides… I'm not surnamed Tang, and I'm not Mrs. Tang. Forget it! You wouldn't understand anyway. I think you should help me get the diamond ring out of it first."

Her tone sounded anxious, tinged with impatience. So, after hearing what she said, I didn't bother to ask any further questions.

I initially intended to pick up the vase and pour the ring out by tilting it; however, I then remembered it was a valuable antique, and if my hand slipped and I accidentally broke it, I'd be in for a good show.

So, not wanting to be a free servant in her house for life, I had to find another way to complete this seemingly simple task.

I glanced at the vase's opening and noticed its width was just right for my arm to fit inside. So I rolled up my sleeve, carefully supporting the vase with one hand while gently reaching into it with the other.

As I tried to retrieve the ring this way, I thought: Strange? If I can fit my hand in, her hands are even more delicate; she should be able to get it more easily than me. Why does she insist I help her?

However, my doubts were immediately answered when my fingers touched the bottom of the vase. Before my fingers even touched the bottom, my sensitive fingertips felt something fuzzy.

In an instant, a sense of unknown fear crept into my heart. Startled, I quickly pulled my arm out of the bottle.

This act of panic, completely disregarding my image as a brave man, not only nearly made me scream, but also turned Wang Lijin, who was watching, deathly pale.

"Hey! What are you doing! You're going to scare me to death!"

"Miss Wang, is there a dead rat in your vase?"

I asked her

, still shaken. She patted her ample breasts for a while, then angrily retorted, "Pah! You're talking nonsense! What dead rat! We have a maid who cleans our house every day, so how could there be such an ugly and disgusting thing! Did you find my ring or not?"

Judging from her terrified and flustered state, she must have put her arm in the bottle first, which explained her unusual behavior.

No wonder she didn't take it herself, instead asking me, an ignorant outsider, to help her retrieve it; it must be a valuable item.

For the sake of the belated bonus, I suppressed my dissatisfaction and tried to calm myself before saying, "I did feel something, soft yet firm, but I'm not sure if it's the diamond ring you mentioned." "It should be! Since you found it, why don't you take it out quickly?"

Hearing the reproach in her voice, I felt even more displeased! However, to quickly complete the task assigned by the manager, I steeled myself, closed my eyes slightly, and reached into the vase—a vase resembling a horror game—again.

Having had that terrifying experience, I was now mentally prepared and less flustered than before. After calming myself down, I quickly reached into the bottle, all the way to the bottom. Then, I stirred it around frantically, like I was playing a lottery, and after a while, I finally found the fuzzy, hard-feeling thing I'd been looking at.

Touching this thing that disgusted me to the core, I suppressed my nausea and immediately pulled it upwards with all my might, hoping to end this nightmare quickly.

But just as I pulled, whether it was because I was too nervous or something else, I suddenly heard a voice: "Ouch! That hurts!"

This inexplicable sound startled me, causing my hand holding the bottle to slip. Then I saw the vase spin around the edge of the dresser once before plummeting downwards.

Although my reaction was quick—I reached out to catch it the instant it fell—the force of gravity accelerated it even faster than my reaction by a fraction of a second.

So, the moment my hand touched the vase, its rim struck the seemingly luxurious high-grade marble floor with

a crisp "clang!"

Faced with this unexpected turn of events, Wang Lijin and I both cried out in unison, "Ah! We're doomed!"

Although I knew that this might really mean I'd be working as a maid in her house for life, I didn't give up hope.

In that split second, I frantically tried to grab the vase, hoping it would land safely without breaking.

However, my self-deceptive actions not only failed to achieve the desired effect but also increased the number of times it hit the ground.

In the blink of an eye! Just as I heard the sound of the vase hitting the ground, which started with a "clang" and gradually evolved into a series of clear, tinkling sounds like crystal music, Wang Lijin, who had been watching from the sidelines with a cold, indifferent attitude, quickly joined me in trying to salvage the antique.

I don't know if it was because she'd been pampered for years and rarely exercised, or if her current clothes were simply unsuitable for strenuous activity. Anyway, while we were frantically trying to salvage the vase, she suddenly stumbled and lunged towards me, accidentally stepping on my toes.

This counterproductive action caused the vase, which I'd barely managed to catch, to fly away again because of her unexpected fall; and my body, due to the loss of balance, quickly fell backward. Luckily, I had taken a few judo classes in college, so the moment I fell, I naturally used a protective fall technique to reduce the force of the impact. However,

what I learned in judo wasn't how to deal with an opponent falling towards me.

So as I struggled to get up, I watched helplessly as Wang Lijin pressed down on me, directly onto me: her sexy, peach-pink lips landed perfectly on mine.

I felt her full breasts, perhaps without a bra, rubbing against my firm chest through my soft clothing; and my lips, in turn, felt the sweet scent of her warm, sexy lips.

Although I felt incredibly excited, it was still an accident. So, there was an awkward atmosphere between

us. But, as fate would have it, just as we were both blushing and embarrassed by this scene, Wang Lijin's only daughter, Qin Yunhui, a fifteen-year-old junior high school student, came home from school. So, as soon as she opened the door, she witnessed this final, sensual moment.

"Ah! Mom! What...what are you doing?"

Upon hearing her daughter's voice, Wang Lijin slapped me hard, then scrambled to her feet, saying to Qin Yunhui, "Daughter...I...I...it's not what you think!"

I innocently covered my left cheek, which had been inexplicably slapped, and my lips were still smeared with Wang Lijin's peach-pink lipstick, yet I still stubbornly chimed in, "Yes, yes, don't misunderstand! Things...it really isn't what you see. I can explain this to you properly..." Unexpectedly

, Qin Yunhui, who had just recovered from her shock, seeing our disheveled appearance, not only refused to listen to our explanation but also angrily said to us, "You don't need to explain! Anyway, it's none of my business what you adults do. However..." "Mom... Think about it carefully. Is what you're doing fair to Dad, who's been watching over us from heaven all this time?"

After she finished speaking, I saw tears welling up in her eyes. She quickly grabbed her schoolbag, rushed into her room, and slammed the door shut with

a loud "Bang!"

From the force with which she slammed the door, I sensed that she was venting her pent-up frustration and anger.

Faced with this inexplicable misunderstanding, I endured the lingering burning pain on my cheek and said to Wang Lijin with a guilty expression, "Miss Wang, I'm sorry! I think... I'll come back to see you in a couple of days! As for that antique vase..."

I glanced at the vase and was surprised to find that the vase, which I had expected to shatter, was not only intact but also lying on the ground. The ring that Wang Lijin had dropped inside the vase was now outside the rim, faintly emitting a light. This unexpected result both surprised and delighted me.

Curious, I walked over and carefully picked them up. I held the sparkling diamond ring, now covered in a patch of black, moss-like material, in my palm and then carefully examined the condition of the antique vase. I held the vase and slowly rotated it, finding that apart from a faint crack at the rim extending to the bottom, it was otherwise flawless.

I patted the vase, then naturally presented it and the somewhat disgusting-looking ring to Wang Lijin, saying in a relaxed tone, "Phew! It's all here! This antique vase and your ring aren't too badly damaged... Miss Wang, you're so lucky!" Unexpectedly

, after glancing at the vase—which she had just treated like a precious treasure, repeatedly instructing me to handle it with extra care—Wang Lijin no longer gave it a second glance. Even the diamond ring she had been so desperately trying to retrieve now looked at it listlessly, showing absolutely no desire to take it from my hand.

Observing the sudden shift in her expression from extreme anxiety to indifference, I couldn't help but ask her with a puzzled look, "Miss Wang, what's wrong? Didn't you find the things? But why do you seem so unhappy?"

She glanced at her daughter's door, sighed, and then said in a melancholy tone, "A gemstone already covered in dust, no matter how much you wipe it, can hardly restore its original brilliance; and a vase already cracked, no matter how much you repair it, will still leave invisible gaps. So, if you think these things are still usable, I'll give them to you."

I vaguely heard the double meaning and allegorical Buddhist verses in her words, and I felt I could understand her current state of mind.

However, looking at the diamond ring on her hand, although it was unsettling to see now, if it were properly cleaned, it would surely become a priceless gem again.

Therefore, after thinking for a while, I put the vase back in its place; as for the dazzling diamond ring, I planned to find a jewelry store to clean it thoroughly before returning it to her.

But as I put the ring in my pocket and returned the antique vase to its place, just as I turned to leave, a violent earthquake struck.

The vase, which had only survived its ordeal less than five minutes earlier, fell from the dresser again.

At the same time, I heard two frightened screams, one near and one far.
"

Ah! Earthquake!"

"Help! Mom! Earthquake!"

Although I was quick enough this time to catch the antique vase, just as I was relieved that I hadn't caused any disaster, a dark shadow rushed towards me, colliding head-on with me without warning. The vase, like the golden rugby ball in a Super Bowl, flew from my hand in a beautiful parabolic arc towards the back of my head.

As I was struck with tremendous force, my body was thrown backward. At the same time, the dark figure that had bumped into me pressed against my body, moving along the path of my "flight," following the direction I was thrown.

When my buttocks and shoulders simultaneously kissed their high-end marble floor again, the intense pain cleared my head considerably. Only then did I clearly see the culprit that had caused me to see stars and feel chest tightness.

Naturally, who else could this culprit, who had almost given me a pneumothorax, be but her daughter, Qin Yunhui?

But now, she no longer had that expression of grief and anger; instead, she had a helpless, terrified, and childlike face.

However, what I felt most embarrassed about now was... Because I saw her, wearing only a girlish sports bra and cute cotton panties, lying on top of me, her clothes disheveled: and her two soft, fragrant lips, just like her mother's earlier, were pressed squarely against mine.

But before I could savor the innocent taste of her thin lips, the intense pain from the blow to the back of my head against something hard blurred my vision instantly; my consciousness, along with the pain, gradually faded and dissipated…

Another sharp pain in the back of my head brought me back to my senses. I felt as if my entire head was weighed down by a thousand pounds: the dizziness made me extremely uncomfortable, and I had an urge to run to the bathroom and vomit violently.

I struggled to open my limp eyelids. But what I saw was a completely unfamiliar environment.

"Ah! Brother Quan! You're awake... That's so good!"

Following the familiar voice, I saw our company's assistant looking at me with relief and relief, as if she had just escaped a disaster.

"Oh... it's Yuxin. Huh? Where is this... Oh! My head hurts so much!"

"Ah! Brother Quan! Don't get up! This is a hospital. You just had surgery, so you need to rest in bed. Don't move around, okay?"

Her tone was a little panicked, and she anxiously pressed me back onto the bed.

So, under her gentle, half-coercive persuasion, I had no choice but to obediently lie back down.

Looking up at the IV drip bottle hanging above the bed, I scanned the dropper extending from the bottle's opening, finally stopping at the needle puncture site in my arm. Only then did I accept the fact that I was now lying in a hospital bed.

My mind raced, trying to recall what happened before I lost consciousness, but I still couldn't piece together that blank memory.

So I asked Yuxin, "By the way, how did I get here? And how did you get here too? I remember... wasn't I at Wang Lijin's house collecting money?"

She glanced at me, a strange smile playing on her lips, and said, "Manager Yang sent me to see you. As for how you got here, don't you... really remember?"

I shook my head.

"Actually, I don't know the details either. But the manager said you were hit on the head by a vase, and some shards are embedded in your skull, which is why you were taken to the hospital for surgery. And the manager also said... he also said... um..."

Seeing her hesitant expression, I thought Manager Yang must be badmouthing me again. This made me even more curious about what had happened. In my impatience, I snapped at her, my tone a little harsh, "What else did he say? Tell me now!"

I wondered what my "brilliant" and "omniscient" boss had embellished the truth with in front of our colleagues, because Yu Xin had been staring at me, silently chuckling for a while, refusing to utter a single word. Seeing her enigmatic, mocking smile, a nameless anger rose within me.

"That 'impotent' manager must have been badmouthing me again, right?"

The "impotent" manager I was referring to was, of course, the heartless "Yang Mingwei" manager who always made me rush to collect money, but now left me bedridden. Privately, I called him the "impotent manager." I guessed that his strict demands during the day stemmed from his inability to perform at night.

My angry, high-decibel voice and almost hysterical tone genuinely startled her.

When she finally managed to stop laughing, she said in a muffled, hesitant voice, "I heard from Manager Yang... that you went to collect the money, but you didn't do it properly, and you even tried to molest someone's daughter! So... Miss Wang used a vase to teach you a lesson. Brother Quan, is that really what happened?"

After hearing her words, I could no longer contain my anger and yelled at her, "Fuck you! Do you think I, Mei Youquan, am that kind of person?"

Perhaps because I usually maintain a good image at the company, and I look refined, my foul language was too different from my usual gentle and polite image, making it difficult for her to accept my unusual reaction.

So after hearing my vulgar words, she was stunned for a moment, and then tears immediately welled up in her eyes. And the next second, I watched helplessly as she ran out of the room, her face covered in shock.

Just as I was enduring the splitting headache and hastily sitting up to apologize for my unintentional impulsiveness, I witnessed an unbelievable scene, one that even I couldn't believe.

As I struggled to my feet, I suddenly saw a young girl appear in the doorway! A girl standing naked in the ward doorway. This woman, who looked like she had escaped from a mental hospital, was looking at me with pleading, mournful eyes.

Before I could even warn Jian Yuxin to be careful, I saw her not only not flinch, but also seem completely oblivious to the girl, rushing towards her.

Surprisingly, when the two collided, there was no sound of impact as I had imagined, nor did I see either of them cry out in pain.

Because I saw that when Yuxin bumped into the girl, she simply passed right through her: as if the girl were merely a phantom conjured by my wild imagination.

I stared wide-eyed at the unbelievable sight before me. But when I rubbed my eyes in disbelief and looked at the door again, I could no longer see the naked girl.

"Was I seeing things? Impossible!"

I kept asking myself, but I couldn't find a reasonable scientific explanation for the strange sight I had just witnessed.

I stared wide-eyed at the door of the ward for a long time until the nurse came in and helped me back to bed. Only then did I gradually recover from my shock and excitement.

"Mr. Mei, you just had surgery and you have a concussion, so please don't move around! If you accidentally aggravate your wound, it will be very troublesome later!"

"Oh!"

I didn't hear what the nurse was saying at all, and just gave her a random reply; but my gaze remained fixed on the door of the ward.

The nurse followed my gaze, looking at the doorway strangely for a while before finally focusing on me. While conducting her routine check, she said reassuringly, "Mr. Mei, don't worry! Just lie down and rest. As for your girlfriend, I'll talk to her. You should be able to be discharged in a few days. Please ask her not to be so sad..."

"Wait! What did you say? My girlfriend? Where is she?"

Hearing that my girlfriend had suddenly appeared here at this time, my dazed eyes immediately brightened, and I anxiously grabbed her hand, asking,

"Wasn't that girl who ran out just now your girlfriend?"

Seeing the nurse's suspicious expression, I thought for a moment before realizing what

she meant. I let go of her hand, feeling a little embarrassed, and said, "Uh... Nurse, I think you've got it wrong! That girl wasn't my girlfriend; she's just a colleague at my company."

I don't know if she watches too many dramas or if her imagination is just too vivid. After hearing what I said, she gave me a bright, ambiguous smile and said, "Hehehe, then you'd better be careful! Seeing how late she left, and how heartbroken she was crying for you… I'm pretty sure she has feelings for you! Hmm… maybe… she's secretly in love with you!"

Hearing her say that, I felt like five black lines were appearing on my forehead. Not wanting to make things worse, I simply closed my eyes and ignored her, lest she accidentally blurt out something else that would leave me speechless.

After a while, finally hearing her footsteps disappear, I slowly turned my head and opened my eyes. Watching her departing figure, her swaying, full hips contrasting with her angelic, pure white nurse's uniform, for some reason, a sudden desire welled up within me—a desire to peek beneath her snow-white uniform at that tempting, juicy peach…

After a night of tossing and turning, amidst the intermittent throbbing pain in the back of my head and the faint groans emanating from the next bed, I finally saw the dazzling sunlight rising from the east.

Having barely slept, even with the sunlight, a symbol of a vibrant day, streaming in through the window and bringing boundless vitality, I still felt listless and lethargic.

This was the first time since my discharge from the military that I'd eaten breakfast promptly at six.

But looking at the pile of unpalatable food before me, my already poor appetite vanished, and I couldn't muster any desire to even touch it.

Just as I was sighing and resigned to going back to sleep, the distinctive aroma of fried dough sticks and sesame flatbread wafted into the ward from afar.

Following the aroma, I saw Wang Lijin, who was actually carrying the steaming breakfast herself, walking to my bedside with a beaming smile.

Looking at the untouched breakfast on my plate, she smiled charmingly and said, "Good morning, Mr. Mei! You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? By the way, are you feeling better?" As she

spoke, she pushed a corner of the fried dough sticks and sesame flatbread out of the paper bag and placed it in front of me.

Seeing the perfectly baked, half-golden color and the irresistible aroma, my previously sluggish stomach was instantly awakened.

Completely consumed by hunger, I didn't bother with formalities. So, as soon as I took the food, I wolfed it down, completely disregarding the pretense of maintaining a good image in front of a client.

"Eat slowly, don't choke. Here! This cup is for you... have something to drink."

"Oh... thank you!"

I mumbled, took the lukewarm soy milk, took a big gulp, and continued to bite into the fragrant sesame seed cake.

After a while, I suddenly felt something was off, as if something was missing. When I looked up, I found that Wang Lijin hadn't said a word, but had a strange smile on her face, looking at me with a beaming smile.

"What's wrong? Is my eating posture that good?"

She smiled and said to me in a relaxed tone, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly realized that the way you eat is a lot like my deceased husband! You know, when he was alive, the way he ate was just like you, so cute!"

Hearing her unusual praise, the food stuck in my throat almost followed in her husband's footsteps to the Western Paradise because I couldn't swallow it.

"Cough! Cough!"

I almost became the first person to choke to death on a sesame seed cake. Because of her words, I choked, tears streaming down my face, and coughed incessantly for a long time.

Seeing my disheveled state, Wang Lijin immediately ran to my side, patting my back and gently saying, "See, I told you to eat slowly, but you wouldn't listen. Nobody's going to take it from you..."

Hearing her words, I really didn't know what to say. However, from her words and actions, I could vaguely sense how tolerant her husband had been when he was alive.

Not wanting my wound to reopen because of her, I started to change the subject. Then I suddenly remembered what happened last night, so after wiping my mouth, I said to her, "By the way, Miss Wang, about last night, I..."

I deliberately left my sentence unfinished, pretending to hesitate, hoping to learn the truth about last night from her.

Sure enough, less than three seconds after I paused, she immediately continued, "Don't call me Miss Wang anymore, it sounds too formal! Just call me Sister Li from now on. But speaking of last night, I have to thank you!"

"Thank me?"

I looked at her, puzzled, wondering why she wanted to thank me.

Seeing my confused expression, she paused for a moment, but the expression only lingered for less than two seconds before she cleared up my doubts.

"Yes! Last night, if you hadn't shielded Yunhui from that blow, her beautiful face might have been ruined!"

"Wait a minute! Sister Wang… um… Sister Li… I don't quite understand what you're saying, so… could you please explain more clearly what happened last night?"

"What! You don't know?"

Now it was her turn to look at me with wide eyes, a puzzled expression on her face.

"Um... I only remember that there was an earthquake last night, then someone bumped into me, and then I felt something hit my head before I passed out. So when I regained consciousness, I was already lying here."

After listening to my explanation, she thought for a while before saying to me, "Oh, I see. Your manager must not have mentioned it to you. No wonder you don't remember anything!"

She paused slightly before continuing, "Actually, Yunhui should be apologizing to you today! Last night, she was so panicked that when the earthquake happened, she ran around and accidentally bumped into you. But if you hadn't shielded her, she might have kicked a vase, fallen, and had her face cut by the shards, ruining her lovely face!"

I knew all of this, and I even vaguely remembered it. What impressed me most was the wonderful taste of her daughter's soft, fragrant lips on my lips. However, how I passed out and who brought me to the hospital were things I always wanted to know.

So I asked her again, "Um... Sister Li, how did I end up here?"

Surprisingly, she didn't seem to mind the mess, taking a sip of the soy milk I hadn't finished before continuing, "After Yunhui bumped into you, you two hugged each other, and then I just watched you fall backward with her in your arms, but I couldn't stop you in time. That's why your head hit that antique vase on the ground." "

Later, when I saw your head start bleeding, I tried to pull you up, but you wouldn't wake up no matter what I said, which scared me half to death. So I immediately called an ambulance and brought you to the hospital. I was worried you might be alright, but seeing you like this now, I think you're probably okay, which puts my mind at ease. By the way, I told you to rest and recover here. As for your medical expenses, I'll cover them all!"

When I learned that what happened last night wasn't as Jian Yuxin had described... My mind started cursing the impotent manager: "Oh my god, so that's how it is! That old perverted eunuch actually talked nonsense with my colleagues, ruining all the good image I've worked so hard to build at the company! I'm going to get justice from him after I'm discharged!"

Now that the truth was out, my mood brightened considerably. Plus, the misunderstanding between Wang Lijin and me had been resolved, so the atmosphere of our conversation was much more relaxed. I even felt like the wound on the back of my head had healed and wasn't hurting as much anymore.

Just as we were chatting casually, I suddenly glanced inadvertently at the ward door. But that fleeting glance made my gaze linger on the ward door, unable to look away.

"Xiaoquan, what's wrong? You look terrible. Is something bothering you? Should I call the doctor?"

"Sister Li, did you...did you see a girl standing at the door?"

I said, my voice trembling, my eyes fixed on the doorway, a chill creeping into my heart.

Because I saw the girl who had suddenly appeared at the door last night, completely naked, standing there again, looking at me with those same mournful eyes.

But after Wang Lijing turned to look at the door for a few seconds, following my words, she turned back, looking at me blankly, and said, "No, there's no girl! Are you...um...crazy about women?"

"But I clearly saw her...wait, where did she go?"

In the blink of an eye, the girl vanished again, and large beads of sweat began to appear on my forehead, constantly sliding down my cheeks.

She looked at me with a puzzled expression and said, "Xiaoquan, I think you might be too tired! Why don't you just stay here and rest? I'll come see you again in a couple of days!"

Then I watched as she hurriedly grabbed her designer handbag and left, looking uneasy.

Chapter 4 of Episode 1: Entrusting a Last Wish

Just as I was racking my brains wondering if I was seeing things or if I should consult a psychologist to understand my doubts, suddenly, noisy footsteps came from outside the door, making the previously quiet and boring ward much more lively.

Curious, I propped myself up, my chest still aching, and looked towards the door, only to see our company's brilliant and powerful impotent manager, along with Jian Yuxin and several colleagues, appearing in my room in a grand procession.

I was initially moved by the strong camaraderie within the company, but the moment the manager spoke, the wound I thought had healed seemed to reopen due to excessive emotional excitement.

The manager's first words were, "Mei Xiquan, you're not dead yet?!"

Damn it! He actually cursed me to death for no reason! His mouth wasn't just ordinary venomous, it was incredibly vile!

At that moment, I was mentally cursing his ancestors endlessly, but I calmly said, "Thank you for your concern, Manager. I, Mei Xiquan, am not going to die anytime soon!"

Whether Manager Yang couldn't hear my dissatisfaction or was deliberately playing dumb, after hearing what I said, he ignored my feelings and said, "Judging from your condition, you should be able to be discharged in two or three days. Since you're alright, I'll assign you a simple task." Before

I could even say "no," he continued, "Because there's a land auction in two weeks, commissioned by the Yilan County Government and held by a private real estate company, I'd like to arrange for you and Wang Wenlai to take Jian Yuxin to Yilan to check out the plots of land that are going to be auctioned, and then come back and give me a briefing. Is that alright?"

Oh my god! I'm still a patient!

Judging from his words, he basically wants me discharged in the next couple of days to immediately become his slave, completely disregarding my situation. The way he talks makes it sound like he's treating me like a money-making machine!

Just as I was about to refuse him, Wang Wenlai, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up: "Hmm... Manager, look at Brother Xiquan, he needs to rest properly. So I think I should take Yuxin to her internship myself."

When Wang Wenlai said this, he had a lewd look on his face, like a big bad wolf about to devour a lamb, which made me very uncomfortable.

Then I looked in the direction where Jian Yuxin was standing, and realized that although Jian Yuxin wasn't particularly beautiful, her youthful appearance at only nineteen years old, coupled with her charming smile that greeted everyone, made her seem like a friendly girl next door, making people want to get close to her and take good care of her.

And Wang Wenlai, in our company, is a notorious "womanizer"!

I've heard that many young, naive assistants and beautiful female clients were often lured into his clutches by his silver tongue and eloquent words, losing their virginity to him.

Once he grew tired of their bodies, those women's fate was just like his famous, absurd saying: "Women are like disposable contact lenses. After using them for a while, I'll definitely throw them away with a heavy heart! Because if you still have any attachment to them and continue using them, it's easy to cause lifelong damage to your eyes."

So, whether at the company or outside, once a woman is targeted by Wang Wenlai, he will do everything in his power to possess her alluring body. But once he gets what he wants, he'll try every means to get rid of her and move on to the next target.

Compared to my "theory of monogamy," his twisted logic of being a womanizer is undoubtedly a great irony.

This is one of the reasons why he and I have always been at odds.

Just as I was considering whether to agree to the unreasonable request of the "impotent" manager, I happened to catch a glimpse of Jian Yuxin, who was looking at me with pleading eyes.

Looking into her sorrowful eyes, it seemed she was implying that if I didn't go with her, she would definitely fall into Wang Wenlai's clutches.

Actually, I was thinking to myself, on the one hand, she had taken such good care of me last night; on the other hand, I felt deeply sorry for my unintentional scolding of her last night.

So I thought it over for a while, glanced at Jian Yuxin again, and then turned my gaze back to the manager, saying to him in a firm tone, "Manager, since you value me so much, I must do my utmost to repay your kindness. So later, I will talk to the attending physician, hoping he can discharge me as soon as possible so that I can contribute my meager efforts to the company's vision."

"Hahaha! Very good...very good! If every colleague in the company had your drive, I believe the company would definitely make a lot of money! If all colleagues can achieve this goal, I, Yang Mingwei, guarantee that everyone will be satisfied with the year-end bonus!"

After Manager Yang finished speaking, he actually started clapping, and the colleagues who came with him also clapped and cheered in unison.

Just as I was forcing a smile and accepting the cheers, my gaze happened to fall on Manager Yang.

At this moment, I suddenly noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a wicked smile of triumph.

Seeing his sinister face, I realized I'd fallen for that cunning old fox's trick again.

As I reluctantly accepted the applause, I saw Wang Wenlai, hiding behind the manager, glare at me resentfully before quietly disappearing into the crowd. Jian Yuxin, who had been standing beside the manager, looked at me with gratitude. Finally,

after getting rid of those colleagues who seemed concerned but were actually just there to watch the show, I finally had a moment of peace. However, after being given such a difficult task under Brother Yangwei's meticulous planning, even if I wanted to close my eyes and rest, I had no desire to enjoy this rare moment of leisure.

To shake off all the unpleasant emotions, before the nurses and doctors came to the ward for their routine check-ups, I climbed out of bed and sneaked out of the ward.

The warm, dazzling sunlight made every pore on my body open up; the freshly mowed lawn exuded a unique, fresh scent of green grass.

I found an empty bench and sat down alone, greedily breathing in the bounty of nature. My mood, without me even realizing it, lightened considerably.

"Hmm... young man, do you have any cigarettes on you?"

Suddenly, just as I closed my eyes, enjoying the natural sunbathing, almost reaching a state of oneness with nature, a strange voice appeared beside me.

Disappointed, I turned my head to see who was disturbing my peaceful meditation, only to find an old man, pale-faced, seemingly terminally ill, with the path to heaven right before him, sitting down beside me, his eyes filled with longing as he gazed at me expectantly.

"Uncle, look, I'm a patient just like you, so how could I possibly carry cigarettes? If you really want one, I'll try to borrow one for you."

This elderly man, also wearing a hospital gown like me, squinted at the bright sky for a moment after hearing my words, then muttered to himself, "Sigh... I'm about to leave, and he still won't help me fulfill my last wish... By the way, young man, when I went to the restroom just now, I think I heard you planning to go to Yilan, is that true?"

I was taken aback by his words. Was my conversation with my colleagues in the ward that loud? And what did this strange old man mean by asking me this question?

So, with an inquiring tone, I tentatively asked, "Uncle, how did you hear our conversation? Could it be... you also want to go to Yilan?"

The old man suddenly became melancholic, saying wistfully, "Sigh... I won't have the chance to go, but young man, could I ask you for a favor?"

His words made me even more puzzled. Did he have some unspeakable secret? Driven by curiosity, I blurted out, "No problem! As long as it's something I, Mei Youquan, can do, I'll do my best to help you achieve it!"

After saying that, I immediately regretted my thoughtless boast.

But the old man smiled happily after hearing my words, saying, "Haha, young man, I'm relieved to hear that."

Then he continued, "Actually, my wish is very simple. You want to bid for land in Yilan, right? I own a piece of land, right next to that piece in the commercial district. So you just need to help me find a way to bid for that piece. Oh! By the way, you said your name is Mei Youquan, right? I'll tell my granddaughter to cooperate fully with you. Um… my time is up, I have to go!"

What? Before I could even understand the details, the old man stood up and walked towards the hospital ward.

I nervously followed behind him, shouting, "Uncle, I don't understand what you're saying! Please explain clearly..."

The old man turned back to me as he walked away and said, "Just remember my name is Ansore. As for the rest, I'll figure it out later..."

The old man's figure suddenly blurred before my eyes, slowly fading like bubbles, or as if an image had been formatted, gradually disappearing.

I stared at the scene in astonishment, unable to process what had happened. After a minute or two, I started screaming wildly. My erratic behavior immediately attracted the attention of the medical staff.

"Sir! Sir! What's wrong? Please calm down..."

The first medical staff to arrive immediately grabbed my hand, trying to soothe me. Because I was in a state of extreme shock, I couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Ah! Mr. Mei, so you've come here. No wonder I searched the whole hospital and couldn't find you. Mr. Mei, would you like to come back to your ward with me?"

"I...I've seen a ghost!"

I stammered, completely disoriented.

"Mr. Mei, don't be so agitated! Let's go back to your ward first, and I'll get a doctor to come and take a look."

Then a whole bunch of medical staff, ignoring my feelings and my struggles, forcibly dragged me back to my ward.

Just as I was being half-pushed and half-pulled into the ward, as we walked down the corridor, we encountered another group of medical staff pushing a hospital bed covered with a white sheet towards the morgue.

As we were about to pass them, I vaguely heard them whispering, "Sigh! That old man is so pitiful. A perfectly healthy person walking down the street, and he was inexplicably hit and killed. I hope God will have eyes and catch the murderer soon so this old man can rest in peace..."

Whether it was out of respect for the deceased or the principle of emergency priority, when both groups were truly crowded together, the people in front of us suddenly stopped to let the oncoming group pass.

But as the hospital bed passed in front of me, a sudden gust of cold wind blew, lifting the white sheet. In that instant, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the deceased's face.

I wish I hadn't seen it; once I did, I was terrified and went completely mad. I forcefully broke free from the medical staff holding me and ran frantically forward aimlessly.

"Help! Help! Someone help me!"

At that moment, all I could think about was escape! Even the numerous obstacles ahead couldn't stop my determination to escape this place.

Because when the white sheet was blown away, I saw a pale, bloodless face. And what made me act like a mental patient was that pale face!

That face was the same old man who, less than five minutes ago, had been chatting and exchanging pleasantries with me, only to "format" himself in front of me and vanish in an instant.

And the terrifying sight that almost made me wet myself was when I accidentally glanced at this deceased person—his previously expressionless, pale face suddenly smiled at me; and I even saw his left eye, which should have been closed, clearly blink at me for a moment.

In this atmosphere, in this setting, witnessing such a spine-chilling, terrifying supernatural phenomenon, I think no one could remain calm. If I hadn't been intercepted by several burly men and forcibly pinned to the ground, I think I could have escaped alive.

"Mr. Mei... Mr. Mei, please calm down, doctor! Doctor..."

Finally, I was dragged back to the hospital bed, bound hand and foot by a group of burly men and the arriving doctor. Just like in the movies, my hands and feet were tightly strapped to the bed, rendering me immobile.

After a while, the pretty nurse from last night glanced at me, sighed, and then injected a syringe filled with white liquid into my arm.

Gradually, under the influence of the drug, I succumbed to its strong effects, slowly closing my eyes and falling into a deep sleep...

When I woke up, I found myself outside the gate of an unknown courtyard house. I didn't know why I was suddenly there. Driven by curiosity, I went forward and gently knocked on the vermilion gate, wanting to go inside and find out.

Surprisingly, this seemingly luxurious place didn't even have a gatekeeper; and most absurdly, it didn't even have a security gate.

The moment I touched the doorknob, the door creaked open and automatically pushed inward.

I called out, "Is anyone home?"

But after waiting outside for a while, I received no response. So, I mustered my courage, but walked in slowly and quietly.

Along the way, apart from the neatly planted low shrubs lining the stone path and the garden full of unidentifiable flowers, I saw no other living creatures. Judging from this large area, almost entirely surrounded by a sea of flowers, it must be the back garden of a wealthy family.

Just as I was wondering why I couldn't see anyone, I suddenly heard the faint

sounds of whipping and a woman's agonizing screams coming from a secluded spot in the back garden, what appeared to be a woodshed

. I followed the faint sounds cautiously. The closer I got to the house, the clearer the sounds came from inside.

"Master! Please, stop hitting me!"

"You son of a bitch! How dare you! You actually dared to cheat on me!"

"Master! I didn't! I'm truly innocent!"

"You still dare to say you didn't? Liu Fu! Beat her to death! I don't believe this slut's mouth is that hard!"

Hearing such a strange conversation, I couldn't help but have a series of questions. Moreover, the way they spoke sounded like dialogue from an ancient costume drama on TV or in a movie.

I tiptoed around the woodshed, trying to find a place where I could see inside.

When I turned to the other end of the corner, I found a vent right above my head. So without thinking, I immediately and slowly stuck my head up.

When I saw what was inside, I was startled!

I saw a young man with his profile facing me. He was a bit fat, wearing noble brocade clothes, and had a goatee. He looked to be in his early thirties. Judging from his attire and authoritative manner of speaking, this man was likely the owner of the house.

Beside the obese man stood another man dressed in a short, coarse blue garment, holding a nine-foot-long whip. He appeared to be in his early twenties, but his attire suggested he was a servant. He was now staring with greedy, lewd eyes at the woman bound to the wooden stake opposite him, his gaze filled with ill intent.

I saw that the bound woman had been tortured beyond recognition; her white long-sleeved bodysuit was stained with her own blood, and tattered strips of cloth fluttered in the cold wind blowing in through the window, creating a somber atmosphere.

Just as I was feeling sorry for this pitiful woman, the man, who should have been called Liu Fu, raised his long whip and shouted, "Third concubine! No, I should call you Xiao Die! Confess quickly, or you'll suffer more..."

The woman, with a look of grievance mixed with anger, weakly said to Liu Fu, "Liu Fu! How could even you... Have I offended you?"

The fat man beside her, his face full of anger, said to Liu... Fu said impatiently, "Liu Fu, I told you to teach her a lesson! Why aren't you doing it yet? Are you having an affair with her too, so you can't bring yourself to do it?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Fu immediately showed a terrified expression and said in a trembling voice, "Master... please don't wrong me! I'm afraid that if I cripple her, you will blame me, and I can't bear that responsibility."

As soon as Liu Fu finished speaking, the long whip in his hand struck the woman who was bound and unable to move without any mercy.

Even as I peeked through the air vent, the whistling sound of the whip cutting through the air sent shivers down my spine.

I even wondered if I could withstand such a blow. But then the sound of tearing fabric reached my ears again, and the woman's agonizing screams stirred within me a powerful urge to rush in and save her.

However, to understand what terrible crime this woman had committed that would lead this man in brocade robes to treat her so cruelly, I hesitated.

"Ah...ah...stop hitting me! I'm going to die!"

No matter how much the woman cried out and begged for mercy, the man in brocade robes showed no sign of stopping. The servant carrying out the orders lashed her body with the long whip, showing absolutely no mercy.

"Damn it! I never knew you, you slut, were so devoted! You really wouldn't reveal that man's whereabouts, even if it meant death? Is that guy really better than me?"

"Master, I'm truly innocent! You must investigate thoroughly..."

The man in brocade robes grew even angrier upon hearing this, saying, "Damn it, you dare say that! Xiao Die, I've always treated you well, even paying to redeem you. But you haven't changed your shameless ways! While I was away on business for the past two weeks, you actually cheated on me with another man! If Ru Hua hadn't told me, I don't know how long I'd be wearing this green hat!"

Hearing this, I finally understood. The whole story was that the woman tied to the wooden stake had cheated on me, making the man in brocade robes a fat, enormous green turtle.

If this happened to me, I would definitely beat this shameless slut to death, just like that man in brocade robes.

No one knows how many times Liu Fu lashed her, but in the blink of an eye, she began to exhale more than breathe, and even started to roll her eyes back.

Seeing her lifeless state, Liu Fu finally stopped and said to the man in brocade, "Master... Xiao Die, she... she seems to have fainted..."

The man in brocade stepped forward, glanced at the woman, and spat at her, saying, "Pah! You're still being stubborn... this slut, this whore! Damn it, even if I beat you to death, it won't appease my hatred!"

Then he said to the servant, "Liu Fu!"

Liu Fu trembled and said, "This servant is here!"

Suddenly, he revealed a cruel look and said to Liu Fu, "Hmph... I know you servants also like her, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Fu immediately

knelt down with a "thud!" as if his feet had been chopped off, and said in a terrified voice, "Master, please understand! Even if this servant borrowed courage from the heavens, I wouldn't dare to offend the Third Concubine..." Only

after hearing this did the man in brocade's expression soften slightly. He glanced in the direction where the woman was tied up, then suddenly said to Liu Fu, "Forget it, I won't bother with you, you lackey. I know all you dogs of a servant, aren't you secretly gossiping about this whore? You even eavesdropped outside the door when I was making love with her, and even... you spied on my live sex show, didn't you?"

"Ah! This servant wouldn't dare, this servant wouldn't dare! How could this servant dare to do such a vulgar and obscene thing?"

Liu Fu said, kowtowing repeatedly to the man in brocade.

I just hid outside the window and watched for a while. Although I felt sorry for the woman's treatment, since it was a family matter, and the fault lay with the woman, even if I wanted to step in as a peacemaker, her husband might treat me as her lover, and I would just be making a fool of myself.

Just as I was getting bored and about to leave, I suddenly saw the man in brocade whisper in Liu Fu's ear. Then, with Liu Fu fawningly seeing him off, he left the woodshed with a smile.

I watched Liu Fu stand at the door, bowing and scraping as he saw the man in brocade off, before immediately turning around and locking the door tightly.

As I wondered why he did this, he suddenly turned his head and looked in my direction. In an instant, I nervously lowered my head and tried to hide my body as much as possible.

After a while, I heard him mutter to himself, "Damn it! That Liu Hengcai is really something! He threw me his own discarded shoe... I wonder how many times he's worn this shoe? Oh well, since I'm his servant and I can get such a beautiful girl, what does it matter if she's a discarded shoe? It's just a pity I was a little too rough with her! If I had known I could have done that with her, I should have been gentler... Sigh! I wonder if she's dead yet? I hope she's still breathing..."

Hearing this, I slowly moved my head up again, and then I saw Liu Fu's back appear in my line of sight.

I saw him standing next to the woman, howling like a wolf: as if the delicate woman before him was already a delicious prey in his grasp.

I saw him reach out with trembling hands and tentatively touch the woman's cheek. Then, I heard him excitedly say, "Oh! This face is so smooth and tender... I, Liu Fu, have lived for twenty years, and this is the first time I've ever touched a real woman... So good! So good! Later, when I've thoroughly enjoyed her 'chicken head meat,' I think I'll have no regrets in this life! Even if tomorrow I have to go to see my ancestors in the Western Paradise, I won't complain."

I don't know if the woman was gradually regaining consciousness or was awakened by Liu Fu's lewd behavior. Because most of Liu Fu's body blocked most of my view, I couldn't see the woman's expression at all. However, her soft hand, which was tied to the wooden stake, suddenly moved. Immediately afterwards, I heard her scream.

"Ah! Liu Fu, what are you doing? Stop it! Do you know what will happen if the master finds out what you're doing?"

At this moment, I heard Liu Fu suddenly let out a lewd laugh and say to the woman, "Hehehe... Xiao Die, I'm so sorry, you probably don't know yet, do you? The master has already betrothed you to me! So, from now on, you are my wife, Liu Fu's wife! Therefore, how should a husband treat his wife? Shouldn't the wife cooperate with the husband's requests?"

"You... don't talk nonsense and ruin my innocence! No matter what, I am Liu's third concubine!" As

soon as she finished speaking, I immediately saw Liu Fu raise his hand and then slap the woman's face hard, making a crisp slap sound.

"Ouch... Waaah... Waaah... It hurts! Stop hitting me!"

Hearing her words, Liu Fu grabbed her long hair and said in a rough and vicious tone, "Damn it! Today I'm not only going to beat you, I'm going to eat your chicken head! If you don't obey, I'll fuck you until you're exhausted, then call others, and finally send you back to 'Yihua Courtyard' to continue being a whore ridden by a thousand men and pressed down by ten thousand!"

"Waaah... You dare!"

Whether it was this sentence that enraged Liu Fu, or Liu Fu himself, driven by inferiority and shame, I watched helplessly as Liu Fu picked up the long whip he had thrown on the ground again and lashed it at the woman without a word.

Instantly, the dark, damp woodshed was filled once more with the woman's shrill cries and the whistling sound of the whip cutting through the air.

"Ah... Ah... Please stop hitting me! I beg you... Ah..."

I hid outside the window, quietly watching all of this.
Episode 1, Chapter 5: The Butterfly Girl in a Dream ( October 19th)

Although I desperately wanted to rush forward to rescue her, I realized I was utterly powerless. Firstly, my sneaking in constituted trespassing; secondly, I had no idea what the chances of successfully rescuing her were. What would happen if I failed?

While I was struggling internally, racking my brains for a way to act on my sense of justice and rescue that woman from her misery, another thought suddenly occurred to me! I wanted to see if Liu Fu would really do anything to her. When

watching sadomasochistic videos on DVDs, I often hoped that one day a woman would let me experience the pleasures of SM.

Although I had told Zhizhi about this idea and hoped she would fully cooperate with this small, latent desire, the answer I received was that during sex with her, she used her long, beautiful fingernails to forcefully poke my virgin anus! Not only did I ejaculate immediately, but I was also in so much pain that I couldn't go to the toilet for a whole week.

At this moment, while watching the situation inside, my quick mind raced, thinking of a way to help the woman escape this inhumane place.

I quietly leaned against the window, watching Liu Fu's movements. But this guy only casually lashed out two or three times with the whip before hurriedly throwing it to the ground and starting to pull down his pants, revealing his ugly, disgusting buttocks.

"Liu Fu! What...what are you doing? Don't come any closer...put your pants back on!"

"Hmph! You're not some virgin. Don't you understand what I'm doing in this state?"

"No! No! Don't come any closer!"

Hearing the woman's helpless cries and seeing her wrists struggling pitifully, I felt a strange excitement.

Facing the frail woman bound to the wooden stake, unable to move, Liu Fu was like a ferocious tiger. He grabbed her blood-stained white underwear and ripped it open forcefully.

"Ah! Liu Fu, don't...please, let me go!"

Amidst the woman's screams and the tearing of her clothes, I finally saw her naked body.

Although the room was dimly lit, her snow-white skin, contrasted with the bright red whip marks, faintly glowed: like sunlight shining on the snow, making the silvery-white earth appear even brighter. One of her exposed breasts, its pointed tip against the pink bud, naturally aroused a desire to kiss it.

Seeing this sensual and incredibly exciting scene, my erection, as if reborn, slowly rose, displaying its powerful strength and vitality, like the rising sun.

Based on my years of experience watching adult films and my own observations, Liu Fu, as he himself admitted, was still a virgin. He hadn't engaged in any foreplay before eagerly trying to force his burning penis entirely into her mysterious forbidden zone.

"Ah! No...it hurts..."

Liu Fu's rough and clumsy actions made me shake my head and sigh as I watched from the window. Although I couldn't see the woman's face clearly, from her clear and melodious pleas for mercy and her well-maintained, smooth skin, I guessed she wasn't too bad-looking.

But now, this flower, still bleeding profusely, was being treated so brutally by a novice who showed no tenderness whatsoever, even resorting to ravaging. After seeing this, I really wanted to go in and become his sex coach, to teach him some proper lovemaking techniques.

However, Liu Fu was probably in a state of extreme excitement, so even though the woman cried out in pain and blood was flowing intermittently from her lower body, he pretended not to hear or see it.

Liu Fu continued to use his penis to search for that hidden treasure in the dense forest, his penis still pressing against her dried-up valley. Perhaps it was the warmth of his blood that guided him to the path to Western Paradise, so that after several futile attempts, he was finally able to squeeze through that narrow door.

When I saw his entire penis, with only a pair of blackish-gray tea eggs hanging down, protruding from her bleeding vulva, he murmured to himself with satisfaction, "Oh...so tight...so hot...so comfortable! So this is the ecstasy of a woman, so pleasurable to penetrate! No wonder Liu Hengcai likes to stay in your room so much. If it were me, I would gladly die under your skirt without a single complaint! Hmm..."

"Ah...please let me go..."

The woman's constant pleas for mercy and Liu Fu's reckless thrusting, making the wooden stake binding the woman creak and groan in protest... and many other factors combined to create a horrific and lewd scene that was deeply imprinted in my mind, lingering for a long time; and the dragon that had awakened and been reborn between my legs became even hotter and harder.

If I weren't holding onto the windowsill with both hands to support my weight, I really would have liked to free one hand to release my engorged member and give it a good rub, relieving the pent-up, swollen, and uncomfortable feeling

in my groin. As time passed, Liu Fu's thrusting became faster and faster; and I, watching from outside, was itching with desire. So, without realizing it, my lower body began to sway slightly in sync with the rhythm of Liu Fu's hips.

Just as I was about to reach a state of ecstasy, even fantasizing about replacing Liu Fu and becoming the man enjoying that woman's sexy body, suddenly, without thinking, I pushed my throbbing lower body forward with all my might. As a result, this fatal push created a huge, V-shaped hole in the seemingly sturdy wall; and I, along with my penis, rushed into the woodshed, startling everyone inside who was doing their thing.

"Oh my! Who are you? How did you get in? What do you want?"

Startled, Liu Fu disregarded his unsightly genitals exposed in front of me and pointed at my nose, questioning me with a mixture of anger and panic.

I calmly stood up, brushed the dust off my clothes, and, ignoring the pain from the impact on my penis, forced myself to remain calm and put on a stern expression. "Let her go! It's broad daylight! How dare you harass an innocent woman? Is there no law anymore?"

Liu Fu frantically pulled up his pants and hurriedly tied his waistband, glaring at me angrily as he yelled, "You son of a bitch! Who do you think you are? I was doing something good, and you, you blind fool, barged in and then dared to cry 'stop thief!' ruining my good time! Wait! How did you get in? Ah! Help! Thief!"

Hearing Liu Fu shout at the top of his lungs, I panicked and didn't know what to do.

In desperation, I grabbed a rock that had fallen to the ground and threw it at Liu Fu.

Unexpectedly, I, who usually misses every shot, became an incredibly accurate sharpshooter this time.

Because as soon as I threw the stone, I heard a dull thud: then I saw Liu Fu, clutching his neck, fall backward, whimpering, his face contorted in pain and redness, as if he were suffocating.

Judging from his movements, I might have accurately thrown the stone into his mouth, choking him and making it hard for him to breathe.

However, I wouldn't indulge in selfless compassion at this moment. While Liu Fu was struggling and rolling on the ground, I strode over his trembling body and ran to the poor woman's side, frantically untying all her restraints and restoring her freedom.

But when I untied the ropes from her wrists and caught a fleeting glimpse of her dreamlike face, I was so frightened that I took a step back and turned, rushing towards the hole I had smashed open.

"Ah! Help! A ghost!"

After a series of low thuds, I ran away, my head covered in countless shovels and my body caked with stones and dust, ignoring the pain in my body and head, and the near-wetness from fright.

Because the face I saw wasn't the ugly face of a dinosaur-like girl.

Although her face still bore pitiful tear stains and a few red welts from whippings, it couldn't conceal her stunning beauty.

On the contrary, if she participated in any beauty pageant with that pretty face and her curvaceous, slender figure, she was guaranteed to be at least a close second, if not first.

But the reason I was so terrified by that angelic face was because of her mournful eyes!

Those pitiful, tear-filled eyes—the same naked girl who had suddenly appeared before me in the hospital room these past few days, vanishing in an instant like a fleeting glimpse, staring at me from the doorway. I

ran with all my might, not daring to look back, aimlessly, until I heard increasingly loud shouts and cries of fighting behind me, terrifying me so much I dared not stop to catch my breath. I don't know how long I ran, but I realized that no matter which direction I ran, I always ended up back in the woodshed.

"How could this be? Help!"

At that moment, I didn't care if screaming would bring me death; all I wanted was to get out of this hellish place as quickly as possible. Gradually, my pace slowed from a cheetah's predator-like sprint to a marathon-like jog, then to a race-walking pace; finally, I had no strength left and collapsed to the ground with a

loud "thud!"

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

I struggled to get up, but found I couldn't move at all.

When I opened my eyes, I realized I was still in the hospital room.

However, I had fallen straight off the bed. I was now bound like a mummy, like someone treating me like a mental patient. Forget about moving a finger, even turning over and getting up was an impossible task.

"Help! Someone help me..."

I almost screamed at the top of my lungs, finally attracting the attention of the medical staff.

"Mr. Mei, Mr. Mei, what's wrong? What happened?"

However, when the medical staff saw me bound like a mummy, writhing and struggling on the floor, they didn't show any concern or tension. Instead, I saw them suppressing laughter and hurriedly lifting me back onto the bed.

"Oh! Mr. Mei, are you trying to break into Hollywood? Staying up so late and still practicing your acting, I can't stand you!"

I looked towards the source of the voice and saw it was that nurse again, the one who watches too many prime-time dramas!

Whenever I'm in trouble, she's always there! I wonder if her shifts are just incompatible with mine, or if she never gets off work? Since I was always out of sorts when she appeared before, my knowledge of her was limited to her full, shapely buttocks, her sweet voice, and her vivid imagination.

But now, her firm breasts were less than five centimeters from my nose, allowing me to smell her fragrance and see her identification badge, which is how I learned her name was Hu Linglan.

"Ms. Hu, what do you mean by tying me up like this?"

I said angrily.

Upon hearing my words, Hu Linglan's eyes and mouth suddenly widened simultaneously, and she exclaimed dramatically, "Wow! Mr. Mei, how did you know my surname is Hu? How terrifying! I heard you were injured after trying to molest a little girl. Is the rumor true? I think I should stay away from you... or perhaps it would be better for both of us if you continued like this..."

Hearing this, I laughed and cried at her, "Please! Your dog tag is clearly hanging around your neck. Anyone who isn't blind or illiterate knows your name is Hu Linglan just by seeing it! As for my personal privacy, that's not something you self-proclaimed Nightingales with angelic hearts should care about, is it?"

Then, I loudly addressed the medical staff present, "I'm not mentally ill, so let me go! Otherwise, I'll complain to the gossip media, saying that the doctors here are malpracticeful and that this is a black-hearted hospital! I'll demand they expose the inside story of this hospital!" "It would have been better if I hadn't said anything. But as soon as I did, the medical staff all disappeared instantly, leaving me alone on the bed, not knowing what to do.

'Hey! Hey! Don't go! Untie me, I'm not crazy...'

But this time, no matter how much I shouted or yelled, no one was willing to come in and untie me. I shouted for a long time until my voice was hoarse and my mouth was dry, before I finally gave up and shut my mouth.

The silent ward felt too quiet and cold, giving off an eerie feeling. And now, apart from my eyes being able to move freely, I couldn't move my body at all. Suddenly, a nameless fear welled up inside me.

Especially when I recalled the dream I had just had, I couldn't help but shudder. The scene in the dream, although unbelievable, felt so real: as if I had really experienced a terrible nightmare." Especially the image of the girl being brutally beaten, and the cold, sorrowful face revealed after her disheveled hair was parted—these images were deeply etched into my mind, lingering there for a long time.

I was tied to the bed, my eyes fixed on the ceiling. Although my eyes were exhausted, I dared not close them. I was afraid that if I did, the image of the naked girl and her tragic ordeal would haunt my dreams again.

But the wretched sleep demon relentlessly hypnotized me: finally, my eyelids could no longer withstand its attack, gradually succumbing to its force, my eyes slowly narrowing into slits.

Just as I had given up resisting, a chilly breeze came from below, instantly waking me. I immediately opened my eyes and looked down.

When I glimpsed the scene below, I was utterly terrified.

A pair of eyes, filled with sorrow and indifference, met my gaze without flinching. Her snow-white skin was covered in countless bright red welts, a horrifying sight. Yet, her firm breasts, revealing a deep cleavage, offered a different kind of allure.

And she—the girl Liu Fu had called Xiaodie in my dream—was now vividly before me. Moreover, she was using her cold, purplish-black lips to hold my limp erection, skillfully manipulating it in and out.

"No! Help me…help me…go away…wait…wait…"

Tears of despair and fear streamed from my eyes as I broke down. But the cool, refreshing sensation on my penis was a different kind of pleasure.

At that moment, my emotions were a mixture of fear and excitement—two completely different feelings.

"Your name is Xiaodie, right? I beg you, please get away from me! Stop it! And please, never appear in front of me again, okay?"

I pleaded incessantly, but she was like a blind or deaf person, still sucking on my penis and vigorously stroking it, completely ignoring my pleas.

I was currently suffering from complete paralysis, and the only organs I could move were my eyes and my nimble tongue. But even if I had Li Lianying's silver tongue, I couldn't communicate with her at this point!

Because I didn't know if she had heard me or if she simply couldn't understand me, I could only struggle to express my dissatisfaction.

Unexpectedly, due to my non-cooperation, she used her icy hands—frozen enough to turn water into ice—to forcefully pinch my genitals, causing me to burst into tears from the pain.

"Damn it! I curse your ancestors for generations! I've never wronged you before, and I have no grudge against you now! If you really want me dead, just strangle me! So, Xiaodie, I beg you, please, don't use such underhanded methods to make me die so painfully!"

I unleashed every curse word I could think of, partly to distract myself from the pain of my frozen testicles, and partly to release the pent-up fear and frustration of the past few days. After speaking, I displayed a fierce, self-sacrificing spirit, boldly closing my eyes and quietly awaiting death.

But just when I had given up hope and wanted to be free as soon as possible, Xiaodie actually spoke for the first time ever. Moreover, her tone of voice, just like her appearance, was plaintive and sorrowful as she said to me, "Young...master...don't...move...don't...shout...I...have...come...to...repay...a...gratitude..."

Chapter 6 of the first episode, Lanyang Trip.

Before, I could hardly imagine what "ghostly wailing" meant. But today, I finally understood the meaning of this phrase!

It was like the ear-piercing sound of a dull blade cutting polystyrene board; or the high-frequency noise of fingernails constantly scraping glass, which made one's skin crawl with goosebumps, coupled with a slow, trailing vibrato, forming an awkward and strange sound that made one's hair stand on end.

And now, I was too busy to properly scratch the goosebumps all over my body, so I could only keep shaking my head, trying to get rid of this ghostly sound that made me feel sad.

"Help! My dear aunt, young lady, merciful fairy... I beg you, please let me go, let me have some peace and quiet, okay?"

"Does...this...make...you...disgust...?"

As I buried my head deep in the pillow, resisting her chilling voice, I stammered, "I beg you, please don't fall in love with me, please leave..."

After a while, I heard her sigh, and her cold, jade-like hand finally released my penis and testicles. As the chill around me gradually receded, I dared to open one eye to check on her.

I saw her leave my bed with a somber expression, and like a master of light-footed martial arts, her feet hovered about ten centimeters off the ground, slowly drifting away towards the door.

However, as she floated to the doorway, she suddenly turned to me and said, "Young...Master...Your...Kindness...I...Have...No...How...Can...I...Repay...Your...Kindness...I...Only...Can...I...Offer...My...Best...We...Will...Meet...You..."

After she finished speaking, just like the old man's soul I saw during the day, it turned into countless pixelated digital images in front of me, gradually cracking, disintegrating, and disappearing.

Today, I witnessed two supernatural phenomena that even scientists cannot explain, making me wonder if I really have "delusional disorder" and have become a mental patient?

However, the coldness from my lower body just now, and the real situation and feeling of my pants being taken off and my dragon being enveloped by a cold mouth, didn't seem like something I had fabricated or imagined.

Moreover, Xiaodie's resolute tone before leaving reminded me of the scene in the movie "The God of Cookery" where the male lead refused to let the temple abbot suck out the poison with his mouth to save him. The abbot remained expressionless, but inwardly filled with resentment, and then simply turned and walked away.

Thinking about the protagonist's subsequent treatment, and then about Xiaodie's possible revenge on me, I couldn't help but shiver down my spine...

"Brother Quan... are you tired? Do you want to stop and rest for a bit?"

"Hmm... I'm okay..."

"Brother Quan... this fruit is very sweet, let me feed you..."

"No need, I'm driving, it's dangerous for you to be like this! Go back and sit properly!"

Looking at Yuxin sitting in the passenger seat, cheeks puffed out, lips pursed, and not saying a word, I didn't know what to do. So I could only focus my eyes on the road ahead, grip the steering wheel tightly, and carefully drive towards Yilan. But inwardly, I kept cursing myself for being so impulsive, for agreeing to Manager Yang's inhumane request.

I could have been lying peacefully in my hospital bed, enjoying a rare moment of undisturbed tranquility, using the excuse of recuperation to relax my long-strained mind and body. But now, Yuxin, sitting beside me, cast a pleading look my way, pushing me into a merciless abyss. This forced me to hastily discharge after less than three days in the hospital and plunge back into my demanding work schedule.

Actually, these were secondary reasons. The main reason was that I wanted to leave this hellish place, the hospital!

A few days ago, I witnessed two things that no normal person should see in a single day: one demanded I fulfill his dying wish, and the other, under the guise of repaying a debt of gratitude, actually desired my strong but well-proportioned body. Terrified,

I was almost on the verge of a mental breakdown. The next morning, without hesitation, I immediately requested the hospital to discharge me. Because if I continued to encounter such things, I knew I wouldn't last long and would have to be transferred to a mental hospital.

Originally, they refused to discharge me from the hospital, citing my incomplete physical and mental recovery. However, after my persistent pleading and the assurances from the impotent manager and Wang Li-ching, I was finally able to leave that dreadful place.

Therefore, as soon as I was discharged, I immediately packed my bags for Yilan and discussed the eastward trip with Jian Yu-xin and Wang Wen-lai.

Originally, I planned to take the train to Yilan. This way, it wouldn't be so tiring, and I could enjoy the beautiful scenery of the "Lanyang Plain" along the way. But that damned Wang Wen-lai insisted on driving eastward, using the excuse that he needed to scout around.

Thinking of the disgusting smell of betel nut and cigarettes

in his car, I ultimately chose to drive my beloved car alone to Yilan to meet him. However, Jian Yu-xin didn't want to travel alone by train, and even less so by that lecherous man's "car." So, after she gave me a pitiful look, I couldn't help but agree to let her ride with me eastward.

Unexpectedly, I came out with the mindset of having a mission, but seeing her casual attire, I mistook her for someone accompanying me on a spring outing!

She was wearing a red and white striped, off-the-shoulder, tight-fitting t-shirt that perfectly showcased her sexy collarbones and fair neck, revealing a figure that was usually hidden from view when she wore suits.

A heart-shaped green jade pendant tied with a leather cord around her neck added a touch of modernity while retaining a traditional charm. This added a mature allure to her youthful and vibrant age.

Furthermore, her trendy low-waisted skinny jeans visually elongated her legs, making them appear perfectly proportioned and long, and also accentuated her round and pert buttocks. These captivating, full buttocks are so alluring that one can't help but want to give them a firm pat, satisfying the "bouncy" pleasure described in Cantonese.

To outsiders, this undeniably sexy casual outfit was nothing short of torture for me. The reason was simple: I was now a taken man, and this alluring, almost sinful, sexiness was a serious test of my fidelity. Conversely,

if someone saw me like this, they might even call the police.

Since I had only recently been discharged from the hospital, and the wound on the back of my head hadn't fully healed, my head was still bandaged. And for work purposes, I was wearing a sharp, dark suit.

If an uninformed person saw me like this, they might think I was a gangster who, after being beaten up, had kidnapped the guy's girlfriend and was now seeking revenge!

That's why, when Jian Yuxin saw me, for some reason, she pointed at my strange appearance and burst into laughter right in front of me, filling me with helplessness and frustration.

At this point, I was driving her, exiting the Second Northern Freeway at the Xindian Interchange. After driving for a while, we finally entered the most famous provincial highway in Taiwan, the Beiyi Highway. This is the only provincial highway leading to Yilan. From Xindian onwards, it's a series of winding roads with numerous curves and extremely sharp angles, the famous "Nine Bends and Eighteen Turns," which is also the backdrop for many ghost stories.

Just as I was concentrating on driving and preparing to deal with the countless curves that were about to appear, I suddenly saw Yuxin, who had been sitting obediently in her seat as if she was about to fall asleep, suddenly become restless. She took out a cone of ice cream from her backpack under the seat, tore open the wrapper, and started eating it by herself.

Seeing that she seemed genuinely on vacation, I was both amused and exasperated. I said to her helplessly, "Hey, Miss Jian, are you really planning to come out and have fun? You even brought ice cream! Are you kidding me?"

After hearing my words, she actually pulled another ice cream cone from her backpack and waved it in front of me, then said expressionlessly, "Here! This one's for you, want it?"

Seeing her like this, I knew she was deliberately trying to annoy me, so she was putting on a poker face. But I wasn't buying it! I just glanced at the ice cream in her hand and continued to concentrate on the steering wheel, tackling the upcoming sharp bend of over 180 degrees.

Finally, after navigating the first bend with a cliff on the left and a mountain wall on the right, I felt much more at ease.

Since my beloved car hadn't had time for maintenance in a long time, I wasn't worried about any unexpected situations while driving in the city. But this situation was unexpected, and I was worried that driving the car on the rough mountain road without maintenance might cause an accident.

So, after my car passed the first test bend after entering the mountain, I found the tire grip and steering control were quite good, which eased my tension a little.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the girl in the passenger seat. I saw her leisurely licking a cone-shaped ice cream cone, her face beaming with happiness.

And what was even more striking was that in just a few moments, she had licked the round cone into a shape that was round at the top and straight at the bottom, like a mushroom.

This shape reminded me of a certain organ on my body—it really did resemble the shape of the ice cream cone in her hand!

If that ice cream cone were that organ on my body, I wonder if the feeling of putting it in her mouth would be the same blissful and satisfied expression she was showing right now?

"Is it good?"

I blurted out suddenly, uttering a double entendre that even surprised myself.

"Mmm..."

But that simple, indifferent word made the previously comfortable air conditioning temperature seem to plummet by twenty or thirty degrees in an instant: I felt as if I were in an icebox, incredibly cold.

Not wanting the two-hour journey to become boring, I deliberately turned on the stereo, trying to break the silence with the music emanating from it.

I had originally planned to play some soft music to ease the almost freezing atmosphere. But what blared from the speakers was a high-energy, upbeat dance track.

The deafening rhythm, combined with the super-subwoofer I had installed, created the kind of frenetic atmosphere only found in a dance hall, making you want to sway your hips and show off your dancing skills.

As I frantically tried to change the music, I noticed Yu-hsin licking a delicious ice cream while swaying her shapely hips to the rhythm of the dance music, humming softly to herself.

"Wow, Quan-ge, I didn't expect your sound system to be so amazing! It's just as good as the equipment in a dance hall! Do you often go out to the mountains with people on weekends to upgrade your sound system?" Yu-hsin

said to me, swaying her sexy waist and gazing at the lush green scenery in front of her.

I looked surprised and said, "Um...it's alright. I just like enjoying the fun atmosphere of dance music while driving. But, from what you're saying, have you ever been to a place like that with someone?"

"No, I heard about it from my friend. But if I had the chance, I'd really like to check it out."

Seeing her longing expression, I could only think to myself, "If you ever have the chance to go to a place like that, I hope God will bless you and you'll come out unscathed."

Just as we were chatting idly and happily, Yuxin smiled happily again and thoughtfully tore open the wrapper of my delicious, cool ice cream cone before bringing me the chocolate vanilla ice cream. This allowed me to enjoy the thoughtful service of my sexy and lively assistant while driving.

However, I had only just taken a lick of the refreshingly cool ice cream when a blinding light flashed into my eyes in the rearview mirror: then I saw a car suddenly appear behind me and speed past me. His dangerous driving nearly pushed me and the car into the mountainside.

"Damn it! How can he drive like that? Is he in such a hurry to be reborn?!"

I quickly pulled my car back from the brink of crashing into the mountainside, averting an accident. I wanted to unleash every vicious curse I knew to express my dissatisfaction.

But when I glanced at the little girl sitting next to me, I immediately swallowed those venomous words, venting my anger and panic with only mild and harmless remarks.

Yu Xin, however, was already pale with fright, almost foaming at the mouth. And the delicious ice cream cone, because of the car's violent shaking, had part of its ice cream thrown up to her snow-white chest.

"Ah!"

A scream from next to me, so loud it almost ruptured my eardrums.

As the taillights flashed by, in that fleeting instant, I vaguely caught a glimpse of the license plate of the reckless car that sped past.

"QK-9578," I muttered, glancing at Yuxin beside me, hoping she hadn't fainted from the near-fatal incident.

But when I turned to look at her, I saw her frantically wiping away a dollop of sweet chocolate vanilla ice cream smeared on her breasts with a tissue; her other hand was constantly kneading her seemingly full breasts, seemingly trying to soothe herself.

If I weren't still in a state of panic, I would have loved to use my mouth instead of those tissues to lick away that delicious dollop of ice cream from her breasts!

But when she heard me read out the license plate number, she suddenly exclaimed, "Huh? That license plate looks familiar! Where have I seen it before? Let me think... Ah! That's right! Isn't that Wang Wenlai's car?"

Hearing Yu Xin's words, I suddenly realized! No wonder the license plate looked so familiar when I saw that car speeding past from behind.

When I first saw Wang Wenlai's car, I thought the license plate was based on the owner's personality. Because the homonym of the license plate was practically Wang Wenlai's ruthless nickname: "Save my dick!"

So, if I didn't know who the owner was, it wouldn't matter; but now that I know which bastard was driving it, I certainly can't swallow this insult.

So I said to Yuxin casually, "Hold on tight! I'm going to teach that bastard who can't drive a lesson!"

Without waiting for her reaction, I floored the accelerator. Feeling my body lean slightly backward, my beloved car, like a wild Hummer, surged forward with the powerful burst of its turbocharged engine, hurtling towards the direction where Wang Wenlai's taillights disappeared.

To let Wang Wenlai experience firsthand the fear of almost losing my life because of him, I imitated the advanced drifting cornering techniques depicted in the "First Pig" comic, speeding along the dangerously winding mountain road.

"Brother Quan…don't you think…you're going…a little too fast?"

I turned slightly, seeing her face turn deathly pale again, one hand gripping the overhead handrail tightly, her legs twitching in fear, almost standing up, looking like she was about to burst out the door. This made me glance at her for a moment, and after navigating several corners, I had to slow down a bit.

"Sigh! There's no other way, I'll just have to settle the score with him after I get out of the car! By the way, are you alright?"

After she slowly lowered her tightly clenched legs and her complexion gradually regained its color, she said to me in a trembling voice, "Brother Quan... did you... train before? Or... are you actually a race car driver?"

"I think you watch too many movies! How could I be a race car driver? I just like driving fast."

"Is that so?"

Judging from her tone, she seemed not to believe what I said; however, I was too lazy to argue with her anymore.

Just as I exited the second stage of continuous corners and entered the straightaway, suddenly another car sped past me from behind, disappearing in an instant at the next corner.

"QK-9578... What! It's him again? How is that possible?"

Same license plate, same car model, even the color is exactly the same. What on earth is going on? To make sure I wasn't mistaken, I specifically asked Yuxin, "Yuxin... did you... did you see the license plate of that car just now?"

But my question only elicited a questioning look from her, followed by, "What car? There was no car passing by just now. Which eye of yours saw the car pass by? Brother Quan, aren't you... too tired? Should I take over driving?"

A chill ran down my spine! This strange scene suddenly made me wonder if this was really Xiaodie from my dream beginning her revenge against me?

However, to avoid making Jian Yuxin distrust and feel insecure, I had no choice but to hide my fearful thoughts. So I changed the subject, saying, "Fine! Since you said you'd drive, then... do you have a driver's license?"

I remembered her saying last time that she wanted to find time to enroll in driving lessons; as for whether she passed, only the driving license issuing authority would know the answer.

"Uh... I can drive, what does it matter if I have a license or not!"

Hearing her guilty answer and the shifty look in her eyes, I was 99% sure she didn't have a license. Since she didn't have a license, how could I dare let my precious life be so easily controlled by someone else?

"Miss Jian, if you don't have a driver's license, then please sit quietly in your seat and stop causing me trouble, okay?"

But she retorted ungratefully, "Hmph! No good deed goes unpunished! I'm just trying to be helpful, but you accuse me of causing trouble. Since you're so capable, then drive properly. I'm going to take a nap. Ah... I'm so tired. I didn't sleep well last night, and I had to get up so early today... Brother Quan, could you please wake me up when we reach our destination?"

After saying that, she made an exaggerated yawning gesture, and without waiting for my agreement, she closed her eyes, rested her head against the window, and pretended to fall asleep.

Since she ignored me, I was happy to finally have some peace and quiet. So I continued listening to the songs playing on the stereo and drove leisurely and comfortably towards my destination.

Episode 1, Chapter 7: The Supernatural Event.

My fingers tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel to the loud music blaring from the stereo. I was cruising along the Beiyi Highway, enjoying the ever-changing scenery and the electrifying dance music. For the first time, I felt a sense of liberation, a complete emptiness of mind.

But just as I easily turned a corner and executed a stylish drift, a bicycle suddenly appeared behind me. On it rode an old man wearing a straw hat and tattered underwear and shorts, chasing after me.

In this desolate place, this was strange enough, but what surprised me even more was that the old man wasn't riding a modern bicycle with gears, but one of those antique bicycles I'd seen in the countryside as a child! My

grandfather used to give me rides on these bicycles. Their advantage was the large, imposing metal frame at the back, convenient for carrying goods and for towing us little kids around – a true helper in the agrarian society of that time. However, you almost never see anyone riding this kind of antique bicycle on the market. If anyone has ever seen one, it's probably only when I went to Hualien last time, in front of a chain mochi shop, where I saw it displayed as a signboard to attract customers.

The biggest drawback of this type of bicycle is that it can't be shifted. Because the rear wheel only has one small gear, climbing hills is extremely difficult unless you have exceptional leg strength.

But this old man who caught up from behind and suddenly appeared beside me didn't seem to be struggling at all: even his breathing was smooth, without any signs of red face, panting, or suffocation.

"Hey! Young man, your driving skills are pretty good! I've been watching you from behind... Oh, have you ever driven him in an international competition?"

However, when he said this, my car windows were completely closed. So, logically, unless he spoke as loudly as my horn, I shouldn't have been able to hear him: especially since I had deafening music blasting in my car! But at this moment, not only did his words reach my ears perfectly, but they were also as clear as if he were sitting right next to me, speaking right in my ear.

Before I could even ponder the reason, I heard him continue, "However, young man, don't drive too fast. You'd better be like me, keeping it at 50 km/h!"

Then I watched in disbelief as he calmly and effortlessly pedaled his antique bicycle forward, each stroke simple, powerful, and rhythmic. And in just a few seconds, he overtook my bike and vanished at the next bend.

I stared at this scene in utter disbelief!

This old man, who appeared out of nowhere, so easily overtook my beloved bike. By the time I realized what was happening, I saw the speedometer on the dashboard pointing to 100 kilometers per hour. That speed was exactly what the old man had indicated – 50 kilometers per hour on one wheel, plus the other, exactly 100 kilometers per hour.

For a bicycle, achieving that speed by human power is practically impossible: even top Olympic athletes would struggle to reach that speed on an incline, let alone a 70 or 80-year-old man.

But at that moment, I didn't have time to investigate how the old man accomplished this impossible task. My bike was already approaching the corner. Since I had absolutely no experience with high-speed cornering, especially a difficult hairpin bend, I had to do my best to keep the steering wheel under control.

Unfortunately, my precious bike wasn't a racing bike! So the car wasn't in the perfect condition I'd hoped for: it wasn't like the cars in those racing comics, where you could just barely glide past the cliff edge by five centimeters and pull off a beautiful four-wheel drift.

Therefore, as I turned into the corner, unfamiliar with the road and going too fast, I didn't have time to react or adjust the angle. So, I had to rely on past experience, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

The screeching brakes, the white smoke from the tires rubbing against the ground, and the stench of melting rubber—all these factors, combined with the centrifugal force of the sharp turn, forced Yu Xin, who had been pretending to be asleep, to "wake up."

"Brother Quan… Ah! Watch out! We're going to crash!"

Amidst Yu Xin's exclamation, we both witnessed the rear of my car make intimate contact with the cliff edge.

Then, I heard Yu Xin's panicked scream again.

"Ah! My God! Help! I don't want to die!"

After the car scraped against the guardrail, its rear end slid off the road, then spun two or three times before nearly plunging off a hundred-meter-deep cliff, becoming two more innocent victims on the Taipei-Yilan Highway. Driven by

a desperate will to survive, I kept turning the steering wheel, trying to steer the car back into the correct lane. But the constantly spinning car made me lose all sense of direction.

Finally, the car slid against the mountainside, making a screeching sound, and the friction between the car and the wall cushioned the impact. My beloved car then slid forward, bumping and scraping, for nearly three hundred meters before finally coming to a stop beside the mountainside.

The shock was so intense that my hands gripping the steering wheel were still trembling uncontrollably; cold sweat poured down my back, instantly soaking my shirt; and the pale face reflected in the rearview mirror made me wonder if it was really the handsome, refined person I used to be.

When I finally turned to check on Yuxin, I saw her forcefully push open the car door and squat on the nearby drain, vomiting. After she finished, she sat down on the ground, her whole body still shaking and convulsing; then, as if her soul had been ripped from her body, her eyes stared blankly at the ground.

"Yuxin…Yuxin…Are you alright?"

I practically used my hands to support my weak legs, taking one difficult step after another to reach her side, shaking her body vigorously.

"Yu Xin... Yu Xin... It's Brother Quan! Answer me!"

I don't know how long this went on, until she looked up at me, then threw herself into my arms and burst into tears. Only then did I hold her soft body and comfort her gently.

"Waaah... Waaah... Brother Quan, I'm not dead! I'm actually not dead! Am I dreaming?"

At this point, she seemed to be on the verge of hysteria, so her words were almost incoherent.

I held her tightly, trying to warm her trembling, cold body in my arms and help her regain her body temperature and her charming smile.

So we squatted on the ground, silently embracing each other, until the "beep! beep!" of a car horn

broke the long silence.

Following the sound of the horn, I saw a gold SUV pull up beside my car and stop.

Immediately afterward, I saw a middle-aged man get out of the car and walk towards us.

"Young man! Need any help?"

In this remote mountainous area, far from any village or shop, the appearance of a kind-hearted man willing to help rekindled a glimmer of hope in my heart, which had long since given up hope. Looking at the badly damaged car, although it was still drivable, I hesitated, thinking of Yuxin who was still shaken beside me.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Oh! I'm going to Jiaoxi, and what about you?"

The stranger in front of me took out a pipe from his pocket and a long match, flicked it against the metal buckle on his belt, and stylishly lit the pipe. Judging from his "Duke Duck" brand casual clothes and the high-end luxury goods he had just used, I thought he didn't seem like a thief trying to take advantage of the situation.

Although his destination was still some distance from Yilan, which we wanted to go to, I thought that given the current situation, it would be better to go to a populated area first and then make further plans.

Besides, if Yuxin got back in my car, she might just choose to jump off the cliff hundreds of meters deep without hesitation. Because if she did that, at least she wouldn't have to live like a frightened bird, living in the shadow of my car crash.

After considering for a minute or two, I helped Yuxin, who was still squatting on the ground, to her feet and asked the middle-aged man, "Brother, because my car seems to be broken... could we hitch a ride with you to Jiaoxi?"

The man slowly exhaled a puff of smoke that didn't smell pungent and even had a faint sweet scent, and then enthusiastically said, "No problem! But your car..." "

This car is fine. In its current condition, I think even if I wanted to give it away, people would probably complain that it takes up too much space, right?"

He smiled knowingly at my half-joking self-deprecation and said, "Hmm... that's true! In that case, let's get in the car."

The feeling of riding in a luxury SUV worth millions was indeed different. The comfortable and spacious seating, the top-notch and elegant interior, and its stable and agile handling made me feel no discomfort from centrifugal force when the car was cornering at high speed.

No wonder this car dealership can proudly proclaim, "Time creates classics, persistence achieves eternity!"

Or, it could even more arrogantly proclaim, "Focusing on perfection, almost to the point of being demanding!"—such a boastful advertising slogan.

If my beloved car is like a cheetah galloping through the urban jungle, then this luxury SUV is more like a magnificent steed leisurely traversing high mountains: it always exudes, effortlessly, a regal aura of dominance, along with smooth and elegant power.

So, sitting in this car that I so envied, we went from strangers to acquaintances with the owner, quickly becoming friendly.

After his self-introduction, I learned that this middle-aged man, dressed casually but in high-end attire, was named Guo Haiming, 46 years old, and a PhD who had returned from studying in the United States. He was currently a senior executive at a listed biotechnology company.

"Brother Guo, are you going to Jiaoxi for vacation or business?"

He gave me a meaningful look, then, keeping his eyes on the road ahead, casually said, "It's nothing much. I just happened to have a few days off, so I thought I'd visit some friends there, maybe do some hot springs, and try some local food. What about you two? Where were you planning to go?"

I glanced furtively at Yu Xin, who was sitting in the back seat, tightly strapped in, her face still pale, trembling uncontrollably, and silent the whole way, before finally saying to him, "Uh… Brother Guo, we're not a couple, let alone married! We're colleagues from work, and we were on our way to Yilan on business, but our car suddenly broke down, and we almost got stuck in this godforsaken place. Luckily, we met you, our savior, otherwise we really wouldn't know what to do!"

"Oh, I see! I knew it! What couple goes out in suits and ties? Especially with your hair... um... you said you were going to Yilan... How about this, since you don't have a car to go there right now, why don't we go to Jiaoxi first, relax in a hot spring, have something to eat, and then I'll take you to Yilan? What do you think of my idea?"

Hearing this, I felt a surge of inexplicable gratitude, but I still politely replied, "How could we possibly accept that! We're already very grateful that you stopped to help us earlier, how could we trouble you to take us all the way to Yilan?" "What about Yilan?"

He laughed heartily, "Don't be shy, we're all travelers, and everyone needs help sometimes. Maybe if I help you today, I might need your help someday. Besides, I don't have anything to do right now, so I can give you a ride, and I can also visit Yilan while I'm at it."

His thoughtful suggestion was tempting, but I politely replied, "Brother Guo, you don't need to go to so much trouble. How about we decide after we get to Jiaoxi?"

Since I had already expressed my opinion, Guo Haiming didn't insist. So, after about an hour's drive, we finally arrived safely at Jiaoxi, a hot spring resort in the northeast corner of Taiwan.

When we entered Jiaoxi from the deserted mountain road, the scene that greeted my eyes was truly astonishing. I saw that the small town of Jiaoxi was almost entirely occupied by signs for hot spring hotels on both sides of the road.

Although Beitou District in Taipei is known as the hot spring town of northern Taiwan, the various hot spring locations are not as concentrated as here. Here, you almost don't need a car; you can find your ideal hot spring resort on foot. This short 500-meter main road has become a veritable hot spring street in the area.

Just as I was getting dizzy from the numerous signs and shopkeepers standing at their doors, Guo Haiming didn't stop in front of any of the shops.

He walked straight for about 500 meters with practiced ease, then turned into a side alley. After about ten minutes, through a narrow path that could only accommodate one car at a time, he finally stopped in front of a seemingly inconspicuous farmhouse.

"Yay! We're finally here. Come on! Let's get out of the car."

I looked at the unassuming building with surprise and a belly full of questions, supporting Yuxin, who was cold all over and pale, as we followed Guo Haiming to the entrance of the farmhouse.

"Mori, are you home? Open the door..."

Guo Haiming pounded on the door and shouted loudly.

"Who is it? Coming, coming, don't tear down my house!"

An old voice came from inside, and hurried footsteps approached us.

When the door opened, we were greeted by an elderly foreign man, about sixty or seventy years old, with bright blue eyes and a full head of white hair.

"Oh! Jerry, it's you, my old friend! Come, come, come in... Huh? And these two are?"

Only then did the old man notice us standing behind Guo Haiming.

Guo Haiming tapped his forehead, realizing how forgetful he had been! Then he introduced us: "Ah! I forgot to introduce you. Um... Quan, this is Bao Mori, my colleague from America... Mori, these two are friends I met on the street, the man is Mei Youquan, and the woman is..." He

probably only remembered me because I had been chatting with him earlier. As for Yu Xin, I guessed she hadn't said anything, so Guo Haiming didn't have a strong impression of her.

Just as I was about to speak up to resolve the awkward situation, Yu Xin spoke first: "Grandpa, my name is Yu Xin, you can also call me by my English name—Katie."

Although she finally showed a long-lost smile, I could tell it was somewhat forced. But for me, at least it was good news: at least she was slowly shaking off the shock and her complexion was returning to normal.

After hearing Yu Xin's self-introduction, Mori also let out a hearty laugh typical of foreigners and said to us, "Hehehe, since you're all Jerry's friends, come in together."

He had barely finished speaking when he called out loudly into the house, "Oh! Sweetheart, come out quickly... You'll never guess who's here..."

I never expected that foreigners' love could also be so devoted. Even this elderly man, whose legs were practically on his deathbed, spoke of his wife with such sweetness: as if this foreign couple were still in the sweet stage of passionate love.

Therefore, I was also very curious: was the other half of this "veteran" handsome man with gray hair and completely loose teeth, just like him, a "veteran" beauty who, thirty or forty years ago, was universally loved, with a long line of suitors waiting to pursue her?

But when I saw his sweetheart openly kissing him right in front of us, my initial positive impression of him was completely shattered by the appearance of his lover.

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