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This was the first and last time I saw Aunt Meng's body. From then on, every time she showered, Aunt Meng
would close the door tightly, leaving no gap. And after that, I didn't dare to face her for several days, even
hiding in my room to eat, refusing to come out.

　　A week later, I had my first wet dream. Strangely, the object wasn't Aunt Meng, although
she looked a lot like her, and her body was the same one I had peeked at last time, but her face was definitely
much younger than Aunt Meng's. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was Ziyan!

　　Fifteen-year-old Ziyan already had a well-developed figure. With the changes in her body, her thoughts also
began to slowly change. She no longer chased after me every day, shouting, "Gangzi, wait for me!", which
made me feel a little lost. So every time I went to school, I stopped running, and the two of us walked quietly like this. When we encountered
acquaintances would tacitly separate, and when no one was around, we would deliberately slow down or speed up so that we
walked side by side.

　　At that time, puppy love was rampant in school. Many ignorant teenagers imitated
the older boys and girls in society, dating, hugging, and even kissing. Several girls in my class had already expressed their
affection for me, but I completely ignored them. I also saw many boys surrounding Ziyan, and she always seemed
impatient , sometimes even yelling at them. I thought: we were both waiting for an opportunity to see who would speak first
.

　　We waited for this opportunity together for three years. In our school, junior high and high school were combined, each with
its own teaching building. My entire high school years were filled with ignorance and confusion. I learned to fight, hanging out with a bunch of bad students at school
all day , doing whatever I wanted and causing trouble. The teachers at school couldn't control me,
and my mother wouldn't listen either. Only in front of Ziyan did I show my docile side. However, I didn't
talk much; I just liked the feeling of being with her, it was very warm.

　　When Ziyan took the college entrance exam, the city experienced a once-in-a-century flood. The floodwaters swept across the bridge, submerging
the road to the exam hall. That day, I skipped class to take Ziyan to the exam. Seeing the once-main road transformed into a vast expanse of water, Ziyan
clung my arm, trembling uncontrollably. With the exam time drawing ever closer, I steeled myself, squatted down, and lifted
her onto my back.

　　This was the first intimate encounter between Ziyan and me in five years. Ziyan's already quite impressive breasts pressed tightly
against my back, her arms wrapped around my neck, and she rested her head on my shoulder.

　　The water was deep, almost knee-deep. I struggled through the water, feeling waves of intoxicating
tingling sensations . My hands unconsciously cradled Ziyan's buttocks. Ziyan trembled slightly but didn't pull away, only
tightening her grip on my arm. Stroking Ziyan's full buttocks, feeling their amazing elasticity,
even through my pants, I was still incredibly aroused.

　　Suddenly, it started to rain. I quickened my pace. In my haste, I suddenly lost my footing. I
instinctively knew there was a pit below, though I didn't know how deep. In the instant I stumbled, I mustered all my strength
and threw Ziyan out. The pit wasn't deep, but my head hit a rock, and I swallowed some
dirty water . I scrambled out of the water, and Ziyan rushed to me, throwing
herself into my arms, wiping the blood from my head and sobbing.

　　Seventeen-year-old Ziyan no longer had the advantage of height; I was already much taller than her
. Feeling the warmth of her chest, I felt a strong urge. I lifted my head and forcefully pulled her into
my arms, then lowered my head and kissed her cherry lips.

　　Ziyan was startled by my roughness, trying to cry out, but I sealed her lips with mine. After a few struggles,
she held me tightly, kissing me passionately.

　　The rain poured down harder, and Ziyan and I kissed passionately in knee-deep floodwaters. Thunder rumbled in the sky,
and the raindrops grew heavier. Even if the sky were to fall, we wouldn't care. But

　　when we arrived at the exam hall, we were left speechless. A notice was posted on the bulletin board: Due to flooding,
the exam was postponed by three days!

　　A few months later, Ziyan received her admission letter from a university in another city. Along with it came news that her family had bought a new house in
the suburbs and moved. When Ziyan left, I hid in my room, refusing to come out. Through
the curtains, I saw her tearful eyes downstairs. Ziyan, were you as reluctant to leave as I was?

　　From then on, Ziyan and I lost contact. I heard that she got married after graduating from university; her husband was a businessman, and
they lived a comfortable life. I sighed, offering only my blessings.

　　I saw Ziyan again at a company negotiation meeting. The company was holding its anniversary celebration, and the boss, a true tea enthusiast,
had ordered a batch of top-quality tea. Hearing this, I mobilized all my friends to help me find the right
channels. Although the order quantity isn't large, if I handle this matter well, I'll be the business director for next year.

　　That's a lucrative position!

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