I only love your lower body (4)

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With the lights off, all women are the same. Without the lights on, experience it for

yourself—women are absolutely different. Making love with the lights on, with the woman you love, is like admiring the most beautiful work of art in the world. You love her intoxicated expression, her exquisite
body , and the fragrance of her hair. You love even more the way she submits to your body.

The green trees still shimmer with hazy neon lights. Standing in front of the large glass window, Lvyun looks at her slender figure, her blurred face reflected in the glass. Twenty-seven years old, in three more years, she will say goodbye to the word "youth." She once worked desperately for money, and youth seems to have long since ceased to belong to her. Mentally, Lvyun feels like she is seventy-two. No passion, no vitality, only an empty shell remains. This shell's exterior is still glamorous and charming, but its interior is scarred.
The bitter taste of first love has long been forgotten, but the regret is that she never had the chance to have a proper, passionate love affair. Five years have passed since she came to Japan, and in the shortest amount of time, she has rewritten the history of her family, and also rewritten her own history. This beautiful body had brought her everything she had today. Closing the shop, turning off the downstairs lights, Lüyun went upstairs, running a bath while examining her body in the mirror. The steam gradually thickened, blurring her reflection. Twenty-two-year-old Lüyun, like her name, was fresh, vibrant, and brimming with youthful energy. The moment she stepped off the plane at Tokyo airport, she told herself, "Five years. I will rewrite history in five years." She was enrolled in a part-time work-study program, but Lüyun's mind was entirely focused on earning money. She had a younger brother and sister at home, and her mother had practically borrowed money to send her abroad, hoping she would bring money back from Japan. Lying in her dormitory bed, Lüyun even dreamed about how to earn more money. What
truly changed Lüyun's life was Mike, her roommate Hua's boyfriend. Though called a boyfriend, Mike only contacted Hua when he needed something. They met at a dance, and were rarely seen dating. Mike spoke excellent Chinese and studied at a nearby university. When Mike called to ask if Lvyun had time to go out for dinner, Lvyun replied that she had to go to work after class. Mike coldly told Lvyun,
"Don't consider my feelings; he's just my sex partner." Lvyun smiled, "I don't need a sex partner; I just need to work because I need money."
A few days later, Mike waited for Lvyun at the school gate.
"If I pay you double your monthly wage, would you be willing to have dinner with me?" Mike asked Lvyun in fluent Chinese.
"Are you kidding?" Lvyun asked doubtfully.
"Of course not," Mike answered firmly.
After that, Mike began dating Lvyun, but it was just about having meals and going to bars. Lvyun didn't feel love from Mike; she only felt that he was rich and willing to give her things, which was good enough. Mike's family was in America, and they lived a wealthy life; money didn't matter to him. He was just extremely decadent and empty, and Lvyun's beauty deeply moved him during their time together.
Mike rented an apartment for Lvyun near the school and started sending her money home every month. It was only then that they began living together for the first time. When Mike gently touched the bloodstains on the sheets, his gaze towards Lvyun was so tender. From that day on, Mike stopped seeing any other girls, gave Lvyun more money, and stopped her from working, telling her to focus on her studies. For three years, Mike not only financially supported Lvyun but also helped her become a real woman. Three years later, Mike renewed Lvyun's visa, left some money, and returned to the United States. He said, "Wait for me, I'll come back for you." Lvyun believed him without question. Three years—Mike had given her so much; it felt like a marriage of convenience that blossomed into love.
Mike left and never returned. For the first few months, there were phone calls, then nothing more. Lvyun resumed her working life and came into contact with more and more men, men who were attracted to her because of her beauty. This year, she finally owned her own bar and no longer had to live at the mercy of others. Aside from Mike, Lvyun always made love with men in the dark, so she wouldn't have to see those greedy faces. Actually, with the lights off, aren't all men the same? Only the sizes of certain parts differ. Lvyun shook her head and reached out to test the water temperature.
The water was just right, and Lvyun lay down. She splashed water on her body, the water flowing down her neck, over her chest, and down her lower abdomen… She gently massaged her slightly sore and numb calves; her skin was still elastic, white and delicate. The phone rang. Too lazy to move, it rang again. Lvyun put on her bathrobe and tied up her wet hair. She went into the living room, picked up the phone, "Moshi moshi?" There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then standard Chinese: "Yes, yes, this is Lin Feng. Are you asleep?" A smile flickered across Lvyun's lips: "Not yet, why didn't you come over for drinks tonight?"
"I worked overtime tonight. I'm off tomorrow, oh, no, now I should say today." Just as I decided to call one last time, and if it didn't go through, I'd go back, Lvyun answered the phone. Actually, I'd been at Green Tree's entrance for a while, hesitating for a long time about whether to call or not. This week, despite a slightly busy work schedule, Green Yun's image kept swirling in my mind. I even skipped my morning self-pleasure, trying hard to suppress my thoughts. But when the weekend came, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. I got up in the middle of the night and saw the "Closed" sign at Green Tree's entrance. I wanted to go back, but I was also reluctant. So I found a phone booth and tentatively called the number on the business card she'd given to everyone last time.
"Come to the door, I'll open it for you. Come up for a drink." Green Yun's voice was much gentler than the last time I'd seen her.
"I hope I'm not disturbing your rest?" I asked, trying to suppress my pleasant feelings and remain calm.
"It's okay, I'm used to staying up late." The call ended.

Green Tree's "home" in Japan was upstairs. I followed her upstairs, watching the water droplets falling from her hair. I thought she might have just been taking a shower. Beneath her pulled-back hair was a snow-white neck. Seeing Lü Yun in her yukata at the doorway, I felt my face flush. This woman was different.
The room was decorated in a very Chinese style. "Beer? Or something else?" Lü Yun asked me.
"Whatever, haha, I'm not picky about drinking, as long as there's something to drink." I smiled and said.
"Then beer it is, I'll have some with you, I can't drink anything else." Lü Yun said, taking a few cans of beer from the refrigerator and placing them on the coffee table.
"I like the slightly tipsy feeling after drinking, I don't really care about the type of alcohol." I said, opening a can and handing it to Lü Yun.
"Hmm, that's similar to me, except I have a low alcohol tolerance, I can only drink a little bit of beer." Lü Yun took a sip and said slowly.
The Carpenters' "Yesterday" was playing on repeat in the living room. I finished two cans, while Lü Yun had just finished one.
"Go get me a bottle of XO. We're going back to China soon anyway, so have a good time tonight." Lü Yun said, going downstairs to get the bottle. I politely declined, saying, "No, thank you so much. Don't bother." Watching her disappear, I felt very awkward around her. This woman, not much older than me, was not only beautiful but also very feminine.
It's hard to describe my feelings at that moment, especially in front of Lü Yun in her bathrobe. I felt my head was spinning; the alcohol hadn't even hit me yet, but I was already quite dizzy.
I stood up in front of the French windows. The night was heavy; few of the nearby teahouses and bars were open, just a few scattered lights. A pair of arms reached around my waist, gently encircling me. Lü Yun's soft voice whispered in my ear, "What are you looking at, Feng?" "You live here, you probably won't get a good night's rest, it'll be noisy." I mumbled a reply, my hands resting on my sides, nervously clasping together. "Damn it, I'm like I've never been with a woman before. I'm so clueless when I'm around her!" I cursed myself inwardly. But I still didn't dare to turn around.
Green Clouds whispered in my ear about how we met and what happened afterward. Her soft murmur eased my tension. I wrapped my arm around hers and held her hands in mine. Her hands were slender and boneless, her fingers long and soft, slightly cool. I turned around and saw her dreamy eyes, fixed intently on me. She intertwined her fingers, tightening her embrace around my waist. I pulled her into my arms, gazing intently at her unadorned face. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes slightly, and those dreamy eyes disappeared, revealing the face of a woman who was still young, yet possessed a mature charm. I lowered my head slightly and kissed her forehead—cool to the touch—then kissed her eyebrows, eyes, delicate nose, and slightly warm ears. I felt myself losing control. Green Clouds opened her eyes at just the right moment and returned a light kiss.
I took Green Clouds' hand, and she led me into her bedroom. Leaning against my chest, she slowly and deliberately undressed me, her moist lips gently kissing my cheeks and mouth… After removing the last piece of clothing, she turned and untied her yukata, which slid off her body. Green Cloud turned slightly to face me.
Looking back now, she was the most perfect naked woman I had seen in thirty years. At least for the past thirty years. Green Cloud's willingness to leave the lights on for me to see might not have been solely because she liked me; she wanted to prove—to prove that she was still young, still possessing an alluring figure and face. And indeed, she was right. I didn't sense that she was three years older than me; her body only aweeded me and ignited my own physical needs.
I pressed myself against Green Cloud's body with the most primal, basic movements, and within five minutes, I uncontrollably released the torrent within me. After I carried her to the bathroom to clean her up, Lüyun handed me a bathrobe and casually remarked, "I bought this especially because I knew you might come over this weekend." This woman was thoughtful; she avoided making me worry that another man had worn it and feel awkward, while also displaying her unique gentleness. We sat down in the living room, and she poured me a glass of wine, also lighting one for herself. I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and put my arm around Lüyun, saying sincerely, "You're even more beautiful than I imagined."
"Making love is a two-way street; it's not just about your own pleasure, but also about the other person's pleasure—that's true conquest," Lüyun said, swallowing a mouthful of wine.
I felt a moment of embarrassment, coughed, and said, "Actually, I'm not usually that fast; it's your seduction that made me lose control."
"Being seduced is a wonderful feeling, and you also need to know how to seduce a woman; controlling your timing is mainly about mastering the rhythm," Lüyun said with a smile.
Looking at the shallow dimples on her cheeks, I mischievously said, "Then please give me lots of guidance in the future, don't be stingy."
She tapped my forehead and said, "Want to learn? Hurry up, you have less than two months before you go back to China."

I drank half a bottle of XO, and Lvyun drank two cans of beer. Dawn had broken, and we lay on her large bed, caressing each other. When I heard her breathing quicken, I was about to climb on top of her when she grabbed my hand and led me off the bed to the floor. A large mirror was embedded in the bedroom wall. We stood by her wardrobe, Lvyun facing the mirror, supporting herself with her arms. I held her shoulders and entered her without restraint. In the mirror, I clearly saw the expression of pleasure on her face the moment I entered her. With each thrust, her trembling and moans excited me. Her entire body was displayed before my eyes, every part. Finally, when she reached her ecstasy, I also completely released. It felt different from before; I felt like I was floating, floating on water…

For the next two months, I spent every day off at Lvyun's place. During that time, I learned a lot, about lovemaking. Before leaving, I visited Lvyun one last time and bought a bouquet of roses. Women love roses, and I thought Lvyun was no exception.
Lvyun took the roses from my hand, went upstairs to arrange them, and came back downstairs to continue her business. As usual, I sat alone by the window, quietly watching her work. Near closing time, she sat beside me and said softly, “Thank you for the flowers.”
“I’ve never given you a gift before. I hope these roses bring you good luck before you leave,” I said apologetically.
“Roses are beautiful, but they wither easily. I prefer cacti, with their touch of green, so resilient,” Lvyun said with a serene smile.

At the airport, several colleagues and supervisors were seeing me off. I absentmindedly looked around, but I couldn't find Lvyun. Her smile, like the snow on Mount Fuji, had once touched me so deeply. At this moment, I even longed for her to come, even if it was just a polite handshake. But she didn't appear. The plane streaked across the sky, and I returned to my reality.

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