Graduation Trip - Falling in Love with Liangliang

After three years of university, nine students in our class had already dropped out or suspended their studies, leaving only about thirty. Only about twenty of us had time for the graduation trip, which was a small number! After gathering at the airport, we happily boarded the plane to our destination—Penghu.
A large group of girls, seemingly also going on a graduation trip, were on the same flight as us. Upon landing, a vast expanse of lush green grass greeted us, instantly lifting our spirits. To our surprise, the girls on our flight were also from the same travel agency as us! This meant our itinerary would be exactly the same for the next few days. Hearing this good news, the whole class was already buzzing with excitement.

On the first day, after leaving the airport, we took a tour bus directly to the port. A huge crowd of tourists was queuing to buy tickets and wait for the boat. I thought to myself, "With so many people, I wonder when we'll get a turn?"

The June summer heat was unbearable. But then the tour guide led us directly to the floating dock, where a brand-new white yacht was parked right in front of us, a sight to behold. The tour guide proudly announced, "This will be our transportation for the next two days."

He went on and on about how the boat had only recently been launched, boasting excellent performance and safety, as if he were introducing a sports car. While others were still queuing to sunbathe, our "Love Boat" had already set sail happily, its horn blaring. Everyone waved enthusiastically goodbye to the people on shore. Just as I turned around, I saw the head of the recreation department already chatting happily with the girls. "Which school are you from?" "We're from X Business School," they replied. "So, we're from X Engineering School.

Wow, it's only a short distance! It's so close! It's a real loss that we didn't organize a social event with you guys before!" He was unanimously recognized by the whole class as the most enthusiastic class monitor, with good speaking skills and quick work efficiency! Unexpectedly, a large group of classmates acted even faster, starting a petition to have him re-elected. After boarding, the boys were very proactive, chatting with girls they thought were nice.

The captain, who used to be either a biker or a city bus driver, started speeding away shortly after leaving the port, the whole ship bouncing on the sea surface. The water droplets hitting our faces stung. At first, many people chatted and enjoyed the breeze on the deck, but gradually everyone came down to the cabins to avoid the heat. Strangely, after a while, people started coming back out, all with pale faces. It turned out they were all seasick and had gone out to vomit, unable to stand the suffocating air in the cabins. I quickly went up to the deck to get some fresh air, and sure enough, I felt much better. I was curious and wanted to see how the ship operated. As I walked over, I saw our tour guide and captain chatting. Upon closer inspection, I realized the captain was drinking sorghum liquor while steering the boat. "Drunk sailing!"

No wonder the boat was lurching like a fleeing flying fish, making half the crew feel like they were about to vomit! Actually, I felt like vomiting too, but I felt like I was going to vomit blood. Thinking back to my girlfriend of two years, Mei-jun… she's a very outgoing and beautiful girl. We met at a social gathering, and it was only after my persistent and hard-working pursuit that she agreed to date me. I knew she had other boyfriends before, and we'd been intimate, but everyone has a past, so I didn't dwell on it. After that, aside from studying, I spent almost all my time with her. We had a fairly long and happy period together, and later we became intimate; I lost my virginity to her.

Her alluring 35C-26-34 figure always captivated me, and I felt our relationship was quite stable. Two weeks ago, she called me and broke up with me. I had been busy with final exams and neglected her. When I pressed her for the reason, she mumbled, "I feel like I don't have any feelings for you anymore!"

There was no point in saying anything more. I had just said, "Okay!"

when she hung up on me. From the night we broke up until now, I still can't get over her pragmatism and heartlessness. Lost in thought, my grip on the railing tightened unconsciously until a splash of water on my face brought me back to my senses. Looking around, besides a few people still splashing water on the sea, a girl stood not far ahead of me. She was the only one still on the deck; the other girls had all gone into the cabin. She had long hair, wore a white long-sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and a straw sun hat hanging down her back. Since I could only see her profile, I couldn't make out her face. I studied her with curiosity, wondering what kind of girl she was.

A while later, a big wave hit, and the boat rocked violently. She wasn't paying attention and fell backward. Luckily, I wasn't far from her, but I became her punching bag. She grabbed the railing and steadied herself, while I landed flat on my back like a turtle. I thought I heard her laugh. She asked me shyly if I was alright. I scrambled to my feet, dusted myself off, and wanted to yell at this clumsy girl! But when I looked up and met her face,

the words "Hey! Can't you be more careful?!" stuck in my throat, and I ended up asking, "Hey! Are you hurt?"

I'm quite impressed with myself; I changed my mind really quickly. She had an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, clear, bright almond-shaped eyes, and a small cherry-like mouth. She looked quite pretty, but her face was expressionless, cold as ice. She said, "No, sorry!"

and walked away. Only then did I realize my elbow was a little sore. I looked down and saw I'd bumped into the floor and scraped it, bleeding. What bad luck! I just broke up with my boyfriend and now I'm getting hurt. I definitely have to go to the Tianhou Temple to pray in a few days! First stop: [Tongpan Island], a very small island. The tour guide strongly recommended that we try the local fresh fish soup. Because I was in a bad mood, I just walked around the island along the main road. The island was so small; I finished walking around it in ten minutes! I wandered around with my camera and tripod, taking some photos to use as backgrounds in my graduation yearbook. I didn't get back to the boat until very late. Just before boarding, I saw a fish soup vendor secretly slipping money to the tour guide. Wow!

These days, even getting a soup requires a commission! No wonder! This godforsaken little island has nothing to offer, yet they were kind enough to let us off! From that moment on, I had a terrible impression of the tour guide. Afterwards, whenever he suggested places to eat or do things, I refused to go. After boarding, we arrived at our second stop, [Tiger Well Island]. That damned tour guide again said the local specialties were cheaper there than on the main island, and suggested we buy some. I thought he was talking nonsense!

I told some of my close classmates about seeing the tour guide pocket money, and they all felt cheated! We went with some girls to find a good spot for photos, and of course, I was in charge of taking the pictures. I also happen to be one of the editors of the book. Most of the islands in Penghu are made of volcanic basalt, and they look like stacks of black tofu. We walked to the highest point of the island, and I first took a solo photo of each person against the backdrop of the sea and sky, and then we took a group photo. There was a girl in the group who was quite chubby, and we nicknamed her "Strong Girl." She didn't mind at all, and I thought she was quite easy to get along with. She asked me to take a picture of her to make her look prettier and thinner, and I joked, "No problem! Make her look like a mung bean, and you won't be able to see any flaws!"

She threatened me: if I made her look like a mung bean, she would pinch my head to be the size of a mung bean! Having just been dumped, I felt that some pretty girls were "beautiful on the outside

but wicked on the inside," while less pretty girls were more sincere and easier to get along with. The girl who bumped into me and didn't say much was among them. Based on my years of photography experience, my intuition told me she must have a beautiful smile, but she seemed to have been cursed, maintaining a poker face the entire time. No matter how good I am at photography, I can't turn a dead fish into a mermaid. Afterwards, we strolled to the embankment and sat there, taking turns introducing ourselves. She said her name was "Liangliang," and

her hobbies were reading and listening to music. I think Liangliang in Taiwanese is "Dian Dian," and she's spot on! She really wasn't very talkative. When it was my turn, my nickname was "Aru

," not because my head looked like a glutton or my face like braised pork rice, but because I looked younger than my actual age. That's what my classmates called me. My hobbies are photography, reading, and listening to music. Later, I deliberately copied her nickname to see her reaction. She sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, glanced up at me, then lowered her head again, pulling up weeds on the ground. It was almost time to gather, and when we got back to the boat, there were indeed people carrying large and small bags of things to buy. I was truly impressed by them!

Our last stop today was Wang'an Island. As soon as we landed, we rented scooters and played the key-drawing game. Since there were more boys than girls, I volunteered to leave so everyone could ride alone. It was fun, though. Zhuang Ge gave my classmate A-Zhi a ride because if she sat on the back, the scooter might ride on a single wheel. A-Zhi looked at me innocently, and I couldn't help her! But it looked hilarious, like a baby macaque hugging its mother in a zoo. After

arriving at our guesthouse and dropping off our luggage, it was only around 4 pm, and we still had some time before dinner. So we went out for a bike ride. It doesn't take long to cycle around the island, so there's no need to worry about getting lost, as there's only one main road.

The island had a vast expanse of grassland where cows grazed, which calmed my mind. I rode my bike to an open area, set up my camera, and prepared to capture the sunset. Sitting on the grass, I gazed at the distant sea, which looked like a gradient of yellow and red. Thinking of this scenery, I remembered the two happy years that Mei-jun and I spent together. Yangmingshan, Zhuzihu, Tamsui, Baisha Bay, Keelung Harbor, Jiufen—all bear the marks and silhouettes of our journey. Now the scenery remains the same, but everything has changed… Sigh… The more I think about it, the more depressed I become. It's better not to think about it!

The sunset here is special; the sun is like the bright red yolk inside a mooncake, exceptionally large, much more beautiful than in the city!

After dinner, someone suggested a night stroll, and the group set off in a large group. They chose a relatively high open space, formed a circle, chatted, sang, and of course, joined in singing "Grandma's Penghu Bay."

Someone even brought a guitar to accompany them, creating a harmonious atmosphere. When they got tired of singing, they lay on the grass gazing at the starry sky. There was no light pollution, and the sky was filled with stars; even the Milky Way was visible. Some people described it as, "The moon here looks like a pizza, and the stars look like meatballs"—they

were enormous! Lying next to me were my friends, A-Liang and Xiao-Pang. One of them asked why I seemed unhappy lately. I calmly told them, "Mei-Jun and I broke up."

They were surprised and asked, "How could this happen? You two were together for two years!"

What could I do? How could I compare to her? She drove up to the school gate, waited for her, casually handed her a bouquet of flowers, and showered her with sweet words—of course she went with him! We can only ride a small scooter, going out every now and then, enduring wind, sun, and rain. These days, even watermelons sag on the larger side, let alone her—she's not ugly, no one would want her because of her looks! Little Fatty said, "Damn! I didn't realize she was such a materialistic person. Seriously, you have to be more easygoing!"

I've already become much more easygoing, otherwise I would have jumped into the sea halfway through the boat trip, and I'd still be here talking to you guys. Little Fatty kindly rode out and came back with a few cans of beer. Ah Liang said, "No need to talk too much! Drink up! Drink up!"

Although I don't drink, my mood at that moment made me want to take a few big gulps. The beer tasted bitter, which actually suited my current mood. Ah Liang and Little Fatty comforted me with words of encouragement. That pretty girl seemed to be sitting not far away, watching our strange menstalking. It was then that I truly felt the friendship between friends. It was late at night, and everyone was planning to go home. I was so drunk I could barely walk, so someone else had to drive me home. The next day, my hangover gave me a terrible headache. Ah Liang and Little Fatty looked at me with knowing smiles and said, "You were quite the ladies' man last night!"

I said, "No way!" They said Zhuang Ge drove me home, and I was holding him tight. Oh my god! It must have been that jerk, Ah Zhi, who grabbed my bike to escape and then pushed me into this mess while I was out of my mind. Now I was really in deep trouble. Just then, I saw Zhuang Ge and quickly apologized to her, saying, "Thanks for yesterday!"

She slapped my shoulder so hard I almost dislocated it. She said, "It's okay! You must be heartbroken. It's normal!"

I was still feeling groggy the next morning and eventually fell asleep. The boat then headed back to Magong Island. The next day, after being assigned rooms at the hotel where we were staying, we boarded the tour bus again to go surfing. Everyone applied a thick layer of sunscreen to avoid sunburn and put on thick-soled rubber shoes to begin our surfing adventure.

At first, the water was quite shallow, but it got deeper and deeper as we went, sometimes reaching our waists. Many rocks in the water were covered in moss, and many people slipped and fell with a splash, getting completely soaked. Some even pulled others into the water, resulting in many eye-catching scenes. Since it was summer and people weren't wearing much clothing, many girls' curves were on full display. Some of the students who were making good progress were already holding hands with the girls, supporting each other while surfing – it was truly enviable! If Mei-jun were by my side right now, I think I would be very happy too! Unfortunately, everything with her is in the past, and I can only silently watch everyone's happiness from the sidelines.

I was burdened with the important task of taking photos. I carried a tripod in one hand, drinks for everyone in the other, and a camera around my neck. The summer sun was almost at midday, making the heat unbearable. Zhuang kindly took one of the drink bags from me so I could have a free hand to take pictures. A little while later, I saw that bag of drinks end up in A-Zhi's hands. I figured he was doomed this time!

I captured everyone's unintentional expressions in the photos. Some men and women were already holding hands, some were a little shy and just walking close, and some who weren't interested in the girls were teasing others. I think these will be the most beautiful memories in the future. Liangliang was walking with one of her friends. Today, she was wearing loose beige shorts, a brown and white striped t-shirt, revealing a section of her fair legs, and a sun hat. Her friend did all the talking the whole way; she didn't say a word. If she hadn't spoken to me earlier, I would have thought she was deaf and mute—she was incredibly quiet! I really don't understand why she had such a miserable face when we were out having fun, making no guy dare to approach her.

Later, Ah Liang discovered that there seemed to be a lot of black sea cucumbers in the water. He caught them and went around scaring everyone. Each sea cucumber was probably over 30 centimeters long. He used the sea cucumbers as penises and even masturbated them, causing them to spit out white mucus. The classmates laughed so hard they almost fell over, and some girls shouted, "You're so lewd!"

He didn't care, since we were out having fun and everyone should be happy. Later, the sea cucumbers were so badly beaten that they even vomited their intestines, which scared him so much that he quickly released them back into the water, which of course made everyone laugh even harder!

Of course, I didn't miss any of these real moments, and I filmed them all on film for Ji Lü. Later, the waves got bigger, so everyone started playing a game of jumping on the waves. Wave after wave crashed in, and everyone held hands and formed a line, having a great time! Even Liangliang was pulled down to play with us. I caught a glimpse of her smiling face, and my heart skipped a beat. It wasn't that she couldn't smile, she just didn't smile often. To be honest, her smile was innocent and charming.

I became more and more interested in her, and more and more curious, unconsciously pressing the shutter a few more times. Soon, two small sampans arrived and took us all to a large boat. There were many lifeguards on board. After boarding, everyone was given a life jacket, goggles, and a snorkel, and then we started snorkeling. The underwater world was breathtaking. The colorful coral reefs and various tropical fish darted among them, interspersed with the occasional shimmering blue reflections of the seawater. I floated leisurely, and at that moment, all my bad moods sank to the bottom of the sea! I was intently watching the underwater scenery, drifting along,

when suddenly, "thump!" My head bumped into something. Looking up, I saw I'd bumped into the head of the person in front of me. Just yesterday, some clumsy person had bumped into me, scraping my hand; the wound hadn't healed yet, and the seawater still stung. Now, someone had bumped into my head! I was furious! The pain made me immediately swallow hard and yell, "Hey! Can't you be a little

more careful?!" A disheveled woman wearing goggles appeared in front of me. When she took off her goggles, I realized it was Liangliang! Wow! My image was ruined! She was also in pain, head down, rubbing her head, saying, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

Luckily, I was wearing goggles, so she couldn't recognize me at first. Before she realized it was me, I quickly turned and swam into the crowd. When she looked up, I was already gone, leaving her standing there, confused, touching her head. Wow! A bump! Everyone else gets hickeys, but I got a chestnut! It hurts so much!

I thought this woman's birth chart must clash with mine; she's cursed in my destiny. Every time I get too close to her, I suffer some bloodshed. It's better to stay away from her!

That's what I thought, but my body just wouldn't listen and would automatically move closer. In the evening, everyone wandered around the Magong city area. Those who didn't want to go out stayed in the hotel's lounge to watch TV and chat. Ah Liang, Xiao Pang, and I went for a stroll. First, we went to the pharmacy and bought a bottle of safflower oil so I could rub the bump on my head to help it heal, and I also needed to treat the wound on my elbow. Later, I accompanied them through various art shops, picking out gifts for family or girlfriends. I also picked out a heart-shaped aragonite necklace that I thought was very beautiful. After impulsively buying it, I walked out of the shop and looked at the exquisite packaging, only to realize with a jolt that Mei Jun had already broken up with me. Who was I going to give this to?

This beautiful necklace lies quietly in my dark pocket. Perhaps it will see the light of day again someday?

Back at the hotel, after showering, I watched TV in the lounge. Those who hadn't gone out had already wandered into the girls' rooms, and I could hear the sounds of cards being played and laughter from men and women – everyone seemed to be having a great time! I got the first-aid kit from the tour leader, intending to treat my elbow wound. Just then, Liangliang, bored, came out to watch TV. She watched as I clumsily cleaned my wound, and, unable to bear it any longer, came over and said, "Let me do it!"

She took the cotton ball from my hand, squatted down in front of the sofa, and began cleaning my wound herself. Little did she know, this wound was her doing! I took the opportunity to observe her closely. Her face was fair and clean, her long, curled eyelashes fluttered, and her slightly upturned red lips truly showed that "a woman is most beautiful when she's focused."

Her concentrated expression captivated me. She quickly bandaged her wound, then looked up to meet my gaze. Our eyes met, and a strange feeling filled the air. After a five-second silence, she said, "All done!"

and ran away. I said, "Thank you!"

She blushed and sat back on the sofa. I walked behind her and started stroking her head. Startled, she turned around and angrily asked what I was doing. She thought I was being inappropriate! I told her not to move, and sure enough, I felt a bump on her head. I poured some safflower oil and gently massaged it for her. She seemed to feel a little comfortable and asked, "How did you know?"

I said, "According to Newton's third law of motion, for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction."

She looked a little confused and said, "What?"

I told her, "I have one on my head too, now you understand, silly!"

She then realized that she had bumped into me while snorkeling that afternoon. She apologized to me again, feeling embarrassed. I said, "Actually, I was also at fault. I didn't notice either. We're even now!"

Actually, I was quite happy about her change; at least her personality wasn't really cold! She asked me, "You? You? Just broke up?"

I answered, "Yeah."

She asked why. "I'll quickly tell you about my relationship with Mei-jun, from falling in love to breaking up."

She listened intently. After I finished, she didn't say a word. After a while, she quietly said, "I broke up with my boyfriend too!"

I considerately asked her, "Want to talk?"

She said she met her boyfriend when they first entered university. He was a year ahead of her in the same school, a very gentle-looking guy. They had been together for four years, and their relationship was quite stable. Recently, he had a child... One day, wanting to surprise him, I deliberately told him I had to prepare for exams and might not be able to celebrate his birthday with him. He hung up the phone, a little disappointed. On his birthday, I skipped class, excitedly bought a small cake, and went to his house to surprise him. When I arrived at his door, I saw his shoes. I didn't expect him to be home. I sneaked to his room and

opened the door with a "Wow!" I couldn't believe what I saw. It turned out to be a naked couple who jumped up in shock! The woman was a senior in my boyfriend's class. My boyfriend hurriedly got out of bed and demanded an explanation. I left without looking back, throwing the cake at the two of them before I left. Later, he kept calling my house and even waited for me at my door. I asked my dad to pick me up from school, and after a few days, he gave up. She angrily asked me, "Do all guys have this kind of inherent flaw? Can't stand being alone, do you have to sleep with someone?"

I replied, "Maybe, it depends on the person!"

Judging from her tone, she was probably about to put on her armor again, reverting to her cold, aloof self! I told her, "I haven't done anything to betray you, so do

n't hold it against me!" I asked her, "There are still three days left, are you planning to continue like this, having an unhappy time?"

Seeing her hesitate, I boldly suggested, "Let's play a game!"

She asked curiously, "What game?"

I said, "For the remaining three days, let's pretend to be a couple!"

Anyway, "We're all in the same boat, why bother with formalities?"

It's just these last three days; once the holiday is over, our relationship will be over! Are you brave enough? She said somewhat defiantly, "Who says I'm not brave enough!"

Only after saying that did she realize she'd fallen for it! Afraid she'd change her mind, I quickly said, "Okay! Only a turtle would change its mind!"

I happily patted her head and said, "Go to sleep early, so you'll have energy to play tomorrow!"

I went back to my room, leaving her there, a little hesitant but afraid to say anything. Soon, I heard a loud "yes!" echoing down the hallway! Turns out, being a bad boy sometimes isn't so bad. On the third day, we planned our own itinerary. The tour guide had gone to lead the next group, so we rented scooters early in the morning. Honestly, these rental scooters aren't very good; with one person on the back, you're lucky if you can reach 60 kilometers per hour! While the other students were still struggling to get their keys, I was already with Liangliang on the scooter, warming it up and waiting for them.

She didn't seem as listless as the previous two days, probably because we talked a lot yesterday and became more familiar! She was wearing beige cropped pants with a light blue spaghetti strap top, looking very summery. I complimented her, "You have a great sense of style!"

She gave me a sour look and said, "Why do you call me 'Dian Dian'?"

I said, "Isn't 'Dian Dian' the same as 'Liang Liang' in Taiwanese?"

She seemed a little reluctant and didn't want to talk to me. I laughed at her, "You don't want to be a turtle, do you?"

She gave me a reluctant face, and I laughed a few times! I was also dressed casually today, with a light jacket tied around my waist, carrying a camera and tripod. Along the way, I kept trying to chat with her, wanting to get to know her better. Although she wasn't very cold, I could tell she wasn't very open and was still wary of me. But that's exactly the type of girl I like—the kind who doesn't become too familiar with someone after just a few words and get led around like Mei Jun. During our conversation, I kept analyzing her personality. My initial conclusion was: "She looks pretty, and although she seems a bit aloof, she's actually a very simple girl at heart."

The morning's itinerary was to go to [Shagang] to see dolphins. Everyone bought several buckets of fish to feed the dolphins, and she happily tried to feed them too, only to get sprayed all over by the water from the dolphins' breaths. I quietly took pictures of her every smile and gesture. Ah Liang and Xiao Pang came over and teased me, "Hey! Ah Lu, save your film! Don't keep taking pictures of girls! If we don't have any photos of you when we get back, we'll arrest you like Ah Zhi did last time!"

Thinking back to the last time we all went to karaoke, Ah Zhi let everyone go, and the next day after school, around 5 pm, he was carried to the Coconut Grove Avenue and made to "Aru Ba" in front of everyone! The school's fixed concrete streetlights were swaying precariously, their lights flickering like candles in the wind. Everyone, "Aru Ba! Aru Ba!"

The sounds of the birds, combined with Ah Zhi's piercing screams, were like hell on earth! I heard Ah Zhi couldn't even close his legs for three days, and just thinking about it sends chills down my spine! I quickly snapped a few more photos for everyone to show for it. Liangliang came back soaking wet, and I took out a tissue to wipe her face, comforting her by saying, "The fishermen here say only beautiful women get sprayed with water; people like us get spitted on!"

She laughed at my joke and kept urging me to try it. I said, "It's not that I'm afraid to go, it's that I'm afraid it'll spit on me and make me dehydrated."

Amidst the laughter and chatter, she seemed to understand me better and was less wary, and we grew closer. Next, we went to the [Tongliang Ancient Banyan Tree], a vast expanse of banyan tree aerial roots, intertwined and almost completely obscured by sunlight, looking a bit eerie—perfect for a scene from "A Chinese Ghost Story" at night. Along the way, we gradually found common ground: zodiac signs, blood types… and had a very pleasant chat! She said, "Her zodiac sign is Tiger,"

and I have a one in twelve chance of sharing that. She said, "She's a Sagittarius,"

and I have a one in twelve chance of sharing that too. She added, "She's blood type A,"

and I have a one in four chance of sharing that too. She said, "Her moon sign is Aquarius," and

I have a one in twelve chance of sharing that too. After she finished describing herself, I was shocked. What a coincidence! I did the math and told her, "The probability of me sharing everything with you is 1 in 6912."

That means out of every 6912 people, only one person will share your zodiac sign, blood type, zodiac sign, and moon sign. I joked, "What a coincidence, I'm the same as you!"

She didn't believe me! She insisted I was lying. I know Sagittarians are most susceptible to being provoked

. I said, "If you don't believe me, let's see!"

She immediately agreed. Her odds of winning were 99.98%, while mine were only 0.02%. So, what should we see? She thought for a moment and said if she won, I'd treat her to a late-night snack! I replied, "If I win, I want a kiss from you! Dare to take it?" She considered it for a while and said, "Okay! Who's afraid of who!" I first told her my birth date and time, and that I'd check my moon sign at the bookstore later. Sure enough, my moon sign was the same as hers. Next, I took out my blood donation card and ID. She did some calculations, then gave me a long face, saying, "You did this on purpose!" I said, "I'll take the bet!"

In the bookstore, when no one was watching, she closed her eyes tightly and pouted like a little octopus, waiting for me to kiss her. She kept yelling, "Hurry up! So no one can see!" I told her I'd owe her one.

I wasn't interested in an octopus, and she reluctantly went back to her car. Actually, I don't really believe in such coincidences, but fate is truly amazing! Everyone was already waiting for us at the cross-sea bridge. We took photos in front of the bridge's archway before continuing towards the [Hitai Fort].

I had heard before that Hitai Fort wasn't very interesting, and that it even smelled of urine! And there wasn't much to photograph inside, so I volunteered to stay outside and watch the cars for everyone. She, however, really wanted to go in. I said to her, "Tell me, are there any couples where the husband goes east and the wife goes west?"

She reluctantly said, "Oh!"

and stayed with me, which made her classmates laugh at her for being so fickle! She told me that her classmates were laughing at her behind her back, calling her a lovesick fool.

I told her, "After today, there are only two days left. You'll never see me again. What's there to be afraid of?"

I said it nonchalantly, but deep down I wished these three days could last forever, but that's impossible! We hadn't eaten lunch yet, and even I, a tough guy, was starting to feel the strain! Especially since she's a delicate girl, I took her hand and led her to a roadside stall. She tried to pull her hand away from mine, so I teased her, "Tell me, are there couples who don't hold hands?"

Only then did she obediently let me hold her hand like a little wife. At the stall, I ordered fried noodles, pig's blood soup, and blanched vegetables. I asked her, "Does 'Dian Dian' want some?"

She must have been starving, nodding vigorously! The owner ordered another serving and asked if she wanted it spicy. She shook her head like a tambourine, so cute! I thought I ate pretty fast, but she ate just as quickly. After she finished, she looked at me and said, "In this hot weather, a bowl of shaved ice would be even better!"

Wow! She's so thin but eats so much, she's a match for me! It's like "a worthy opponent meets a worthy strategist

." Without another word, we went to the next stall for shaved ice. Eating shaved ice in the summer is such a treat! After shaved ice, it was time for dessert! I hadn't had sponge cake in ages, so I went to buy some. Unexpectedly, she insisted on sharing with me, saying it was her favorite snack. She said freshly baked sponge cakes smell amazing, and she buys them every time she sees them for sale. We even shared the last piece! I couldn't help but admire her appetite; we were becoming more and more like a real couple! I think she's very pure and lovely, unlike some girls who are pretentious and affected to the point of being nauseating. After eating and drinking our fill, we sat under the banyan tree to cool off, chat, and digest. She saw a photo of me and Mei-jun in my wallet and said, "Your girlfriend is quite pretty!"

I sighed and said, "What's the use of 'beautiful but wicked'? It's all in the past! I'd rather find a girl who isn't as pretty, but has a kind heart." A long time passed before everyone came out, looking like they'd been starved to death. They complained that it was like a maze inside, and there was a strong smell of urine. They said they wished they hadn't gone in! Liangliang and I continued chatting until everyone had eaten before setting off. In the afternoon, we went to the beach at Xiyu to play in the water. We caught mudskippers, hermit crabs, and other crabs, and collected seashells. In the afterglow of the setting sun, she squatted on the sand, intently searching for seashells. Her focused expression was always so beautiful. I adjusted the camera angle and called out, "Dian Dian!"

She turned around, and I captured her expression for a moment. It should be a picture of her squatting on the sand, holding a seashell, her long hair flowing in the wind, with a slightly puzzled look! She said, "Why didn't you say you wanted to take a picture? You'll be responsible if you make me look ugly!"

Another classmate, Ada, said he was going diving, but he hadn't come ashore by dark, scaring everyone half to death. We called his name repeatedly on the beach, like summoning a ghost, but we couldn't find him after searching for ages. We almost called the police! It turned out he had already gone ashore and was waiting for us. We had a seafood feast at Xiyu before heading back to the hotel. After sunset, the temperature dropped quickly by the sea, and we wanted to get back to the hotel as soon as possible, so we rode a bit fast. I noticed that she on the back seat was already shivering from the cold. I stopped and took off my light jacket to give it to her, but she politely said no, she would wear it herself. She said, "With me blocking the wind in front, she won't be cold in the back."

I've been riding motorcycles for so long, do you think I don't know if the person behind me is cold? It seems I have to play the bad guy! I yelled at her, "I told you to put on your jacket, so put it on! If you keep nagging, you can walk back to the hotel yourself!"

She was startled and obediently put on the jacket. I didn't really mean to yell at her, but knowing her personality, she wouldn't have put it on if I hadn't done that.

Actually, the jacket wasn't windproof, so wearing it would at least keep me warmer. After taking it off, I was only wearing a backless t-shirt, and I started shivering uncontrollably. The temperature difference between day and night in Penghu is just too great, and with the icy sea breeze, I was so cold my nose was practically running!

I tried hard to control my shivering so she wouldn't laugh at me for "turning from a hero to a bear"!

Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her whole body against my back. A warm feeling flowed into my heart. I'm not talking about the feeling of a woman's chest touching me, but rather her knowing I was cold, that kind of thoughtfulness! I didn't say anything to her; after all, we were just a fake couple, and once the trip was over, everything would be over too! Gradually, I didn't feel so cold anymore. Partly, we were almost in the city, and back at the hotel, many people's lips were frozen purple, which was kind of scary! She took off her jacket and gave it back to me, saying gratefully, "Thank you! It's all my fault for not bringing a jacket, making you freeze to death, I'm so sorry!"

After saying that, she went upstairs to get her coat. Wearing the coat, which still held her warmth, I felt much warmer inside! The hotel receptionist said, "There's a temple fair tonight, you can go check it out."

That evening, we all went to the temple fair. We watched the outdoor performance with great interest from the audience. "Dian Dian" and I sat on small stools, surrounded by bags of braised snacks, fried chicken, candied fruit, and bubble tea. I sat behind her. Since what happened earlier, she had become very trusting of me, almost leaning against my chest. When she was engrossed in the performance, I had to feed her food and get her bubble tea every now and then. She later noticed and felt embarrassed, saying she could get it herself. I then used my usual quip: "Tell me, what couple eats like this, each taking a bite of their own food?"

She knew I was joking, and she continued to enjoy the "tea sip, food bite"

service. Actually, being able to pamper and take care of her like this made me happier than she was! After the event, fireworks began. We walked hand-in-hand back to the hotel under the dazzling displays. She asked me, "Are you this nice to all girls?"

I said, "Only my girlfriend."

I don't know what others think, but my philosophy is: "A girlfriend is someone to cherish, a wife is someone to pamper."

She seemed a little melancholy and said softly, "Your girlfriend will definitely be very happy, and your wife will definitely be very blessed!"

I almost said, "I really wish you were my girlfriend!"

But I held back. The atmosphere became heavy. She tried to change the subject, asking me lightly, "Where are you going tomorrow?"

I said, "Probably Fenggui, Shanshui, Whale Cave, maybe we'll go swimming!"

Before I knew it, we were back at the hotel. I walked her to her room, kissed her forehead, and she said goodnight before going to her room, looking forlorn. The next morning, I saw her. She was wearing a yellow t-shirt with a large red lipstick print in the middle and black tight shorts. Unlike the somewhat melancholic look from the night before, she greeted me with a good morning! My eyes lit up, and I couldn't help but say to her, "Dian Dian, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

She said, "You don't like it? Then I'll go change."

I said, "No need, I was just kidding, your legs are beautiful!"

You're almost better than all the other girls. She blushed and said, "Really?"

I like her simplicity and unpretentiousness more and more! The leader called that it was time to set off, and we quickly went down to assemble. Some classmates shouted to her, "Water! Spicy!"

Aww, that's awesome! It made her quite embarrassed, so I told her, "You don't believe me when I tell you you're beautiful!"

We then rode our bikes towards Whale Cave. Today, she was very proactive in hugging me, and I was happy about her change. Whale Cave is a landform eroded by seawater, and she asked me to take a lot of photos of her to keep as souvenirs. Next, we were going to Fenggui to listen to the waves. Along the way, there were large fields of Gaillardia elegans, and the scenery was beautiful. Everyone stopped to take photos, and I set up my tripod and used the self-timer to take a photo of the two of us. We stood among the Gaillardia elegans, and I hugged her. Just before taking the picture, I called out in her ear, "Pretty!"

She turned to look at me, and I kissed her lips. Click! The moment was captured in the photo. I told her, "Don't be angry! This is a kiss you owe me!"

She blushed and ran away. I packed up my tripod and followed her. I don't know if she was shy, but she was quiet the whole way. When we arrived at Fenggui, its structure resembled a blast furnace. The tide poured in through cracks in the side of the rock and surged out through the opening at the top, forming a spectacular water column. After taking photos, everyone caught crabs and collected seashells on the nearby reef.

In the afternoon, we arrived at Shanshui, a beach where we could play in the water. Almost everyone went into the water, except for me who wanted to take photos. Some girls carried plastic bags filled with seawater and played in the sand. Later, when everyone got tired of playing in the water, they all went ashore and built a large sandcastle. Everyone struck various strange poses around it. Liangliang also imitated some of the others, making me laugh as I took photos. We took a bunch of funny pictures. We even buried Xiaopang in the sand, leaving only his head above the surface, and even gave him breast implants. One side looked like a large bamboo shoot, and the other like a tea egg, which made everyone laugh. Someone even made him a ten-inch super-sized penis, with testicles as big as steamed buns. He was very satisfied. Then, Ada came over, stomped on Xiaopang's penis, and laughed, "Chicken without people, people without chicken!"

Aliang joined in the fun, stomping on Xiaopang's testicles and yelling, "As long as the egg is there, the person is there; if the egg breaks, the person dies!"

Xiaopang jumped up, grabbed Aliang and Ada's heads with his left and right hands respectively, and they rushed into the sea together, shouting, "Give me back my chicken-egg!"

I filmed all these hilarious moments. Later, when everyone saw that I was still dry, they put the camera that had been taken from me aside, and I was thrown into the sea like a pig being carried. Later, everyone took turns playing rock-paper-scissors, and the loser was thrown into the sea. Once, Liangliang lost, and everyone chased after her to drag her into the sea. She ran over to me and asked me to save her!

It seemed like she really considered me her boyfriend. I said, "There are so many people, I can't save you. At most, I'll go into the sea with you!"

So we were both thrown into the sea. When it was my turn to lose, I also asked her to go into the sea with me. We played until it was almost dark before packing up to go back. I felt increasingly close to Liangliang. Back at the hotel, we all took showers to wash off the seawater and sand, changed into clean clothes, and then gathered together. Liangliang had changed into a purple short-sleeved top and a black and white checkered long skirt, looking a bit mature. After dinner, someone suggested going to karaoke. Because there were so many people, we split into two private rooms. Liangliang chose "Endless Love,"

saying it was her favorite song. I picked up the microphone, ready to duet with her, but she asked me doubtfully, "Are you really sure you can sing it?"

I said, "You'll see!"

As the melody began... "My love, there's only you in my life, the only thing that's bright, my first love, you're every breath that takes you, you're every step I take, and I

want to share all my love with you, no one else will do..." And you rees you rees, you rees they tell me how much you care about you will always be my endless love.

After singing KYV, we were walking down the street when she asked me suspiciously, "Aren't you just a photographer?" I said, "I usually like listening to English love songs, but I'm just too shy to sing them." She joked, "I didn't realize you were so insightful, not just someone who can fool girls!" I protested vehemently, "So, in your heart, I'm just someone who can fool girls!" She innocently said, "Yeah!" I pretended to grab her, and she laughed and ran away while I chased her. We were like a couple, playfully bickering. Later, she asked me to go shopping with her. She wanted to buy a gift to take back as a present. When we got to an arts and crafts shop, she asked me what would be a good gift for a guy. Since it's from Penghu, the only things suitable for gifting are probably various stones. I said, "A ring!" From a guy's point of view, which one would be better? I think she's probably going to give it to her ex-boyfriend! I don't know who I'm jealous of? I deliberately picked a dark and ugly black gallstone ring, the kind that gradually loses its luster over time. Surprisingly, she actually listened to my advice and bought that ring.

Back at the hotel, since it was the last night, many people wouldn't go to sleep properly and would probably stay up until dawn, sleeping on the plane the next day. In Liangliang's room, some classmates were playing cards and making a lot of noise, so she couldn't sleep. The other girls' rooms were the same. She had no choice but to come and ask me if there were any empty seats.

I told her that the others hadn't returned yet, and she could sleep first. Each room was a four-person room with two double beds. Our room only had three people sleeping: me, Xiaopang, and Aliang. After a while, Aliang came back and saw a girl sleeping on the bed. He immediately said, "I'm so sorry!" and left. A little while later, he came back in, muttering to himself, "Strange! I didn't go to the wrong room!"

At that time, I was covered in sweat from singing and went to take a shower. I had just come out of the bathroom when Aliang asked me who was sleeping on the bed. I said it was Liangliang. She complained that playing cards in their room was too noisy, and since we had a spare bed, we let her sleep in

it. Aliang said, "I'm not coming back to sleep tonight. I'm going to Ada's to play mahjong. I'm going to make him lose so much he'll take his pants off!" He asked me if I had the room key or if Xiaopang had it. I said I did, and he said that was good! Before leaving, he jokingly told me, "Make sure you wear what you're supposed to wear! Don't cause any trouble!"

Just then, Xiaopang came back and said, "I'm so tired today! I want to sleep!"

Aliang grabbed him and carried him out, closing the door behind him. I could faintly hear Ah Liang's voice in the hallway: "Are you an idiot?! Go sleep in another room, trying to be a third wheel!"

Surprisingly, Liang Liang wasn't asleep yet; she'd heard the conversation. She laughed and said, "Your classmate is really funny!"

I said, "We've been classmates for four years, we get along quite well, and since we live close by, we've become best friends."

She said casually, "Time flies, I have to go back tomorrow."

Thinking that tomorrow was the last day of our holiday, we both started to feel a little unsure what to say. She said, "You're leaving tomorrow, can you chat with me for a bit?"

I got up and sat beside her. We were silent for a moment, then she lowered her head and said, "Thank you for being so kind to me these past few days, sometimes even better than my boyfriend. I'll cherish these beautiful memories deep in my heart, and I wish you and your girlfriend a speedy reconciliation!"

Listening to her speak quietly, I thought to myself that in the two years I'd been with Mei Jun, she had never said anything like that to me. It was as if everything I did for her was my duty! Actually, I also longed for a response or reciprocation from Mei Jun. Liangliang and I had only been together for a few days, yet she understood that relationships require mutual effort and gratitude. If I had met Liangliang sooner, perhaps I wouldn't have gone through so many detours, and I would probably be very happy with her now! I suppressed my reluctance and said, "I also want to thank you for being there for me during my heartbreak. I was very happy with you, and I wish you find your true love soon!"

Before I could finish speaking, she started to cry. I pulled her into my arms and held her tightly. She kissed my lips, and I gently kissed her back. At that moment, no amount of comforting words could compare to the sincerity of a kiss. Her hands unbuttoned my shirt one button at a time, finally taking it off. I gasped for breath, my lips leaving hers, and said, "It's not too late to stop now! I don't want you to regret it later!"

Her eyes welled with tears, she sniffled, and forced a smile, mimicking my tone, "Tell me, what couple doesn't make love?"

She was only wearing a thin white onesie, while I was now only in a pink bra and panties. I caressed her breasts through her bra, continuing to kiss her red lips, indulging in the fragrance between her teeth. I unhooked her bra, and her firm, white breasts popped out! Although she was only a B cup, her breasts were quite beautiful. I covered her breasts with my hands, gently kneading them. She could only murmur "Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." as I kissed her lips.

My kisses gradually moved down to her sensitive neck, and my hands gently pinched her nipples. She

moaned, "Oh...oh...mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." She unbuckled my belt, and I helped her pull down my trousers and underwear. She took the initiative to caress my penis, her small hands gently stroking it. I also caressed her sensual genitals, pulling down her pink panties. My middle finger sank deep into her plump labia, rhythmically moving up and down, eliciting soft moans from her, "Oh...so good...mmm...oh..." "So beautiful! Oh...?"

Her originally not-so-wet vulva gradually began to secrete clear love juice, making the caresses even more stimulating. I pressed and squeezed her vulva rapidly dozens of times, and her moans grew louder and louder. "Oh... Oh... Too fast... Oh... I can't take it... Oh... Oh...?"

I knelt by the bed and spread her legs into a V-shape, placing them on my shoulders. I buried my head between her legs, and my hands gently pinched, pulled, pressed, and rubbed her breasts. My mouth sucked on her love juice, and my tongue licked her clitoris, making her almost breathless. She desperately pressed my head down towards her vulva with her hands. "Oh... Her breasts... So good... Oh..." "Oh?? You're licking too fast??? Oh?? Oh??"

Then my tongue shifted its target, teasing her already swollen vulva. "Oh?? Not there?? Oh?? Oh?? I can't take it?? Oh?? Oh??"

It turned out that stimulating her vulva was her Achilles' heel, so I focused my attack on her vulva, sucking, licking, and holding it in my mouth. Finally, I inserted my tongue into her tender red vulva and teased it, while my fingers frantically rubbed her vulva. After a while, she cried out, "Oh?? Oh?? I can't take it anymore?? Oh?? I'm about to come?? Oh?? Oh?? I'm going to come?? Oh??"

A brief tremor ran through her, and she deflated like a punctured balloon, panting weakly. Her vulva was filled with her freshly flowed love juice. I took out the safety pin from my wallet, preparing to get started, when she stood up and said: "Lie down and rest for a bit, I'll help you put it on!"

She took the safety harness with one hand but didn't immediately unfasten it. She used her gloved hand to stroke my erect penis, smiling shyly at me. Suddenly, she opened her cherry-like mouth and took the condom into her mouth. I said to her in surprise, "Actually, you don't have to do this. Not every girl has to do this!"

She spat out the condom, which was still trailing a thin strand of saliva, and said, "But I want to do it for you!"

After saying that, her little mouth began to tease my penis again. Her focused expression made me feel that being able to have her suck on it was truly satisfying. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure her little mouth gave me. She began to quickly stroke the base of my penis with one hand and gently caress my scrotum with the other. Her little mouth took my penis in and sucked it quickly, her tongue swirling around the glans. I was almost at the point of ejaculation when she stopped, unfastened the safety harness, took the condom into her mouth, and put it on for me with her mouth. Seeing this made me even more excited!

She straddled my lap with her legs spread, guiding my already erect penis to her wet vulva. With a downward thrust, my penis slowly slid into her vagina. Her vaginal muscles gripped the glans tightly. As the entire penis entered her, she couldn't help but moan, "Oh...oh...so...thick...oh...oh..."

She slowly twisted her waist, letting my penis slide back and forth inside her. She took my large hand and caressed her breasts, asking if I liked it. I nodded! After a while, she got a little tired, lay down, hugged my head, and kissed my lips passionately. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...so good...mmm...mmm...rb...so hard...oh...?"

My hips started to move faster, my penis thrusting up and down into her tender vagina. I held her buttocks with both hands, making sure she went all the way in with each thrust before pulling out. Her hips moved faster and faster, and I held her buttocks harder and harder. The continuous slapping sounds of our intercourse excited her even more, and her breathing became louder and louder. She whispered in my ear, "Ah...ah...my little vagina...is going to be fucked to death...ah...ah...?"

She screamed intensely. "Ah?? I can't take it anymore?? Ah?? Ah?? RB?? It's killing me?? Ah?? Ah??"

"Ah?? Ah?? I can't take it anymore?? Ah?? Too fast?? Ah?? I'm going to come?? Ah???"

She held her breath, her vagina suddenly tightened, and after about five seconds, a spasm came from inside her vagina. She breathed a sigh of relief, panting heavily. A warm flow came from my glans, and her vaginal muscles contracted violently, massaging my penis. She had orgasmed again! With hazy eyes and flushed cheeks, she said to me, "I can't do it anymore, this is all I can do!"

I kissed her tenderly, pulled my penis out of her body, and laid her face down on the bed, her legs spread wide. Her vulva was slightly open, glistening with glistening droplets of fluid, and the pink flesh was faintly visible. I lifted my penis and inserted it into her vagina, which was full of vaginal fluid. Holding her waist, I gently began to thrust. As she adjusted to her vagina, I gradually increased my speed, forcefully pounding her buttocks. With each thrust, my penis went deep into her vagina. At first, she could still respond by moaning, "Ah...ah...ah...so good...ah...so good...oh..." Later, she couldn't bear the stimulation anymore and could no longer moan. She could only grip the sheets tightly with both hands, looking somewhat pained. She probably really couldn't take it anymore. I pulled out my penis and laid her on the bed facing me. She seemed a little tired. Unlike Meijun, she wasn't as experienced. If I didn't climax soon, she really would pass out from my penetration. I placed her fair legs on my shoulders, lifted my penis again, and inserted it into her vagina. I braced myself on the bed with both hands and began to thrust violently. She closed her eyes tightly, one hand gripping my arm, the other clutching the sheets. My penis went all the way in with each thrust, the glans touching her cervix. She screamed wildly, "Ah...ah...too stimulating...ah...ah...too deep...ah...ah...ah...

please...ah...have mercy on me...ah...ah...please...please...ah...ah...

help...ah...I'm going to die from pleasure...ah...ah...ah...ah...

no more...I don't want it anymore...ah...ah...please let me go...ah ...

"Please stop... Ah... I really don't want to anymore... Ah... I'll die... Ah

...

She gently touched the scratches on my arm, saying, "I'm sorry! Does it still hurt?"

I shook my head. She whispered, "Do you want to know which man you are?"

I smiled and asked her in return, "Do you want to know which woman you are?"

She shook her head and said, "I don't want to know!"

I asked her, "Then why did you ask such a silly question?"

She said, "Don't you men all care? My ex-boyfriend asked me that."

I told her, "We've all played the love game. When we're together, as long as we give our hearts to each other, nothing else matters!"

She was a little touched and hugged me tighter. She asked me, "After tomorrow, will you still remember me?"

I said, "Yes."

She quietly closed her eyes, and her slender fingers wrote "second" on my chest. I could tell she wanted to tell me that I was her second man. I held her hand and said, "That doesn't matter!"

She fell asleep contentedly in my warm embrace, a single, warm tear from the corner of her eye sliding across my chest like a shooting star. When I used to make love with Mei-jun, all I could think about was possessing her, conquering her, and making her unable to leave me! But now, when I make love with Liang-liang, I think about how to cherish her and love her, even if I never see her again.

Her face is against my chest, one arm around me, one leg across me, as if she's using me as a pillow. Watching her even breathing, her innocent and pure appearance, I truly wish I could cherish her like this forever! If she were really my girlfriend, I would definitely cherish her, but unfortunately, she isn't. Tomorrow, when the plane flies back to Taipei, we'll be from two different countries again. She might go back to her boyfriend, or she might meet someone who truly loves her in the crowd. I sincerely wish her well, although I really want to be that lucky person!

I looked at my watch and it was past ten o'clock at night. I suddenly remembered something, quickly got dressed, and went out. After a while, I came back and hugged Liang-liang to sleep. On the fifth day, when I woke up, my pillow was empty. Liangliang had already gone back. I washed up and hurried out to the street. I saw Liangliang coming out of an art shop next to the hotel. I asked her, "Good morning! Shopping?"

She nodded nervously, "Yes!"

and quickly walked back to the hotel. I went into the art shop and asked the owner to retrieve the necklace I had given her the night before. This time, it had a small "Liang" engraved on it

. This morning's itinerary was to go to the Tin Hau Temple. Since it was the last day of the trip, we brought all our luggage with us. At the Tin Hau Temple, besides visiting the historical sites, we also bought some local specialties and souvenirs to take home. Liangliang was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and black trousers. Did that represent her melancholy mood today?

We both tacitly avoided mentioning the unexpected incident last night. Along the way, we didn't talk as much as we had in the previous days, letting the sad atmosphere of parting fill the air. Around noon, we took a boat to Xianjiao, a small island north of Penghu Island. This was our last stop. Everyone just took photos and watched the seagulls; everyone was probably tired, so no one went into the water. Some girls took small glass bottles and filled them with sand to take home as souvenirs. Before we knew it, we arrived at Magong Airport. I told Liangliang, "We'll be on a long flight soon, you should go to the restroom first!"

I offered to watch her things, and she said, "Thank you!"

and went to the restroom. While she was there, I quickly slipped the

heart-shaped argyle necklace with "Liang" engraved on it into her luggage. After she returned, I also went to the restroom. On the plane, I kept thinking about what I should say to her. Before I knew it, the plane had arrived in Taipei. Watching her and her classmates leave, I called her "Dian Dian" one last time! She turned around and said, "What is it?"

I said, "Take care!"

She said, "You too!"

Saying "goodbye"

doesn't guarantee a next meeting, so it's better not to say it at all! Stepping out of the airport and back into reality, the romantic encounter on my graduation trip ended just like that. Was the story really over just like that? A week later, back home, I dumped all the clothes I'd worn over the past few days into the washing machine. The following days were spent developing and sorting photos, sending them to people in my contact list. The letters I received were all from people requesting additional photos, but there was still no word from her! I often think back to that day, the beginning of the game… "Let's play a game!"

"What game?"

"For the last three days, let's pretend to be a couple!"

Anyway, "We're all in the same boat, why bother with past acquaintances?"

It's just these last three days; once the holiday is over, our relationship will be over! Do you dare? "Who says I don't dare!"

"Okay! The one who backs out is the turtle!"

Although it was just a game at the time, when the game ended, I felt like I had lost my heart. I could only comfort myself: perhaps she had gotten back together with her boyfriend and had long forgotten me! Actually, in the first few days after I came back, I sometimes dreamed about her. I had all the photos with her printed again, only to find that there was only one photo of us together, the one where I kissed her in the daisy field. I sent her all the others, and this one is my treasured possession! I threw away all the old photos with Mei-jun and replaced the photos in my wallet with photos of Liang-liang, but I put them upside down, back facing up, so that I wouldn't see them too often and be unable to help but think of her! I also

dared not listen to English love songs, afraid that if I accidentally heard the song "Endless Love," it would remind me of the moments I spent with her. It must have been love, but it's over now. Two months later, school was about to start again, and I gradually stopped thinking about the girl I used to call "Dian-dian" so often. I emptied the bag of odds and ends, intending to wash it so I could use it to carry books in class. I took out tissues, pens, sunglasses, a film case… Just as I was about to throw it in the washing machine, I felt a bulge at the bottom, heavy and bulging, like there was something else inside. I opened the zipper of a hidden compartment and found a small glass jar filled about eight-tenths full with sand. Wasn't this the sand the girl had been filling the other day?

There was also a note inside. Curious, I carefully opened the jar and took out the note. It had a few words written in delicate handwriting: "My heart is bound to you for life, yet I bear the burden of your tears—Liang 1995.06.30"

Good heavens! Are you punishing me? I had finally managed to force myself to almost forget her! I put the note back in the jar and desperately shoved the jar into the back of the drawer—out of sight, out of mind! A few days later, school started, and some classmates actually became boyfriends and girlfriends. A-Liang and Xiao-Pang asked me, "A-Lu, how's it going with that 'Dian-Dian'?"

I told them the whole story, and they joked, "Why are you so pathetic?"

After that, they often joked with me from time to time, shouting in the corridor, "A-Lu, come out quickly! 'Dian-Dian' is here to see you!"

But it was always a false alarm, and over time, I got used to being teased! A while later, one day after class, A-Liang ran to me and said, "A-Lu, your ex-girlfriend, Mei-Jun, is waiting for you in front of the science building!"

I asked him if it was true or not. "It's true! You'll see when you go down."

I went downstairs half-believing, and it really was Mei-Jun! Seeing her again, my mood wasn't much different. She hadn't changed; she was still as beautiful as before. I asked her, "Is something wrong?"

She said, "Nothing, how are you doing?"

I said, "Just average!"

She seemed to be observing my expression. She feigned pitifulness, saying, "I'm not doing well. I often think about you after we broke up, and I miss the times we shared. I realized I really can't live without you..."

She cautiously asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

I shook my head and didn't say anything. She looked a little smug and said, "Let's start over, okay?"

She took my hand. If it were the old me, I might have foolishly agreed, but since returning from my graduation trip, I've gained a more mature understanding and perspective on relationships. If she really wanted to get back together, she could have contacted me two months ago. Why wait until now? She must have been dumped after being ridden the wrong horse and wants to find a donkey to ride first, hoping for a better one later. I thought to myself, "Damn it! Do you really think I'm an idiot? You want to cheat on me again!"

I calmly said to her, "Since the breakup, there are some things I've kept in my heart that I've always wanted to tell you."

She eagerly awaited what I was about to say. I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Go to hell, you bitch!"

It was so loud even the upstairs neighbors could hear me. A few classmates had already crowded the hallway to watch, clapping and cheering, "Aru! Wow! That's spirited! I admire you!"

With that, I disgustedly brushed her hand away, went up the stairs, and went back to the classroom. She was furious, her face almost green. She glared at my classmates, stomped her foot, and headed towards the school gate. Her classmates, still upstairs, deliberately imitated her stomping, "I'm not coming!"

She stormed out of the school. Back home, besides the satisfaction of revenge, there was an undeniable sense of emptiness and loneliness. Listening to CDs, I unconsciously flipped through them and took out a small glass jar to play with. I stared blankly at the little note: "My heart is bound to you for life, I've shed countless tears for you—Liang 1995.06.30."

The date on the note was the last day of the holiday. (My heart is destined to be bound to this for a lifetime, yet I will have to betray your endless tears.)

I think back then, she liked me! I wonder how she is doing now? I was idly shaking the sand in the glass jar like it was seawater when I noticed something in the sand that didn't quite look like a stone. I took it out and saw it was a very familiar black gallstone ring. I stared at the ring in disbelief, stunned for a long time! Then it dawned on me!

So that's why she was going to buy it for me that day. No wonder she asked for my opinion. I was so mean, I deliberately picked a dark and ugly one, but in the end, it still ended up in my hands. I saw some words engraved on the inside of the ring, and then I remembered seeing her come out of the art shop that morning. It turned out she was getting the ring engraved to give to me. I looked closely at it; it was engraved with some English words: endlessloveform.b. endlesslove means endless love, but I kept thinking, what does MBL mean? It's not an abbreviation of my name, nor is it my nickname. I thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

The next day I asked A-Liang and Xiao-Pang. A-Liang said, "Based on my experience, 'mbl' should be Marlboro!"

I said, "Get lost! How did you even come up with that? I don't smoke!"

Besides, why would she give Marlboro? Xiao-Pang said, "It must be something she's embarrassed to write out, or something she's afraid the engraver will see, so she uses an English abbreviation."

I said, "Not bad, that makes sense!"

We started racking our brains. After a while, Xiao-Pang shouted, "I've figured it out! I'll explain it to you." '

m' is man, 'b' is bird, and 'l' is long, so it means 'manbirdlong'—she's praising your long penis! You can't say anything nice, she's not that low-class! A-Liang said, "A ring is usually given to a lover or sweetheart!"

So 'l' should be lover. 'm' is either 'me' or 'my,' and since it's in front, it should be 'my,' leaving only 'b.' Xiao-Pang said 'b' should be 'bird,' making the translation clear: 'mybirdlover' means 'my fuck buddy.' A-Liang and I gave Xiao-Pang a good scolding first—either a long penis or a fuck buddy! Damn, your head is full of dirty thoughts! What normal girl would carve "friends with benefits" as a gift? Don't assume everyone is as low-class as you. Little Fatty was afraid of getting beaten up and dared not speak again. I said that "b" should be "best" flipped like that! It turns out it means "my favorite". Ah Liang said, "Ah Lu, this girl is nice! You should pursue her if you have the chance."

I said, "She's probably back with her ex-boyfriend, or she has a new boyfriend."

I really couldn't bear to wear the ring. I heard that red rope represents marriage, so I tied the ring to my backpack with a red Chinese rope. To avoid scratching it, I also stuffed the ring into the small pocket of my backpack, hoping to see her again someday. A month has passed since school started. After school on Fridays, I ride my bike home. Whenever I pass the chicken cake stall near her school, I slow down, hoping to see her. But every time, I always go home disappointed!

I don't know why today? Suddenly craving the taste of sponge cake, I impulsively rode to the vendor and bought a whole bagful. Then I rode out of the alley and ran into a girl. Was it her? I wasn't sure! I glanced at her a few more times, and lo and behold, it really was Liangliang, the girl I'd been dreaming about!

She seemed to be heading to catch the bus home. She still had her beautiful long hair, wore casual clothes, and walked with a blank expression. I slowly rode past her and asked, "Miss, would you like some chicken cake?"

She jumped in surprise, turned around, and yelled "Pervert!" Probably because I was wearing a helmet, she couldn't see my face and thought I was some bored guy. Then she kept running ahead, and I chased after her on my bike. I shouted behind her, "Tell me, what couple goes home like this?"

She slowed down, finally stopped, and turned to look at me. I took off my helmet, and she finally recognized me. She happily said, "What are you doing here?"

I said, "I didn't expect that in your mind, besides being someone who preys on girls, I've recently been upgraded to a pervert!"

She hurriedly protested, "No! I really didn't know it was you, I didn't mean to..."

She was still so naive! I often can't tell if someone is serious or joking. I asked her, "Are you in a hurry to go home?"

She shook her head vigorously. I asked her, "Do you have time to walk with me?"

She smiled and replied, "Sure!"

I took another helmet from my suitcase and put it on her, handing her a hot steamed egg cake as well. She happily ate it, and when we stopped at a red light, she would feed me one too. In the end, she ate most of the bag.

I drove her to the vicinity of Yangmingshan Cultural Campus, and we sat together watching the Taipei night view as the city lights came on. When I couldn't see her, I missed her terribly, but when I saw her, I didn't know what to say. That perfectly described my feelings at that moment! I was a little unsure of what to say. We could only chat about how we were doing lately, how busy our schoolwork was, and so on.

Actually, what I really wanted to ask was something I didn't dare to ask! Finally, I mustered up my courage and, without looking her in the eye, asked her, "Has your boyfriend come to see you?"

She said, "No, I heard he went to join the army after graduation."

Thank goodness, there's still a chance! I boldly asked directly, "So, do you have someone you like now?"

She bit her lip and nodded. Sigh—all my hopes were dashed; happiness seemed to be waving goodbye! I said dejectedly, "Well, I wish you success!"

She said softly, "Thank you!"

She asked me, "And you?"

I said, "My girlfriend came to me recently to get back together." "

So what did you say?" she asked nervously. I said, "You don't want to know." She said, "Tell me! I really want to know." "

You really want to hear?" "Yes! Tell me!"

I shouted, "Go to hell! You bitch!"

After venting, I felt a little better; she already had someone she liked. She laughed! She said, "How could you be so mean?"

I said, "She doesn't truly love me, and besides, I don't like her anymore!"

She noticed my hand and saw that I wasn't wearing any ring. Her expression was a little strange as she asked, "Do you like the gift I gave you?"

I don't know why, but I had an urge to tease her! I said the glass jar looked nice on my desk, and I liked it! "What's in the glass jar?"

she asked, slightly nervously. I lied and said, "You mean the note! I took it out, but I accidentally lost it."

She looked a little dejected! She asked disappointedly, "What else is in there?"

I pretended to be clueless, "What?"

She looked hurt and said angrily, "It's the ring!"

I said, "That ring is quite pretty, but why did you engrave 'mbl'? I can't understand it. My classmate liked it, so I gave it to him."

She was on the verge of tears, saying, "That's me... I... I couldn't finish the sentence."

I asked her, "What is it?"

She said, "That's me... I... I engraved it wrong!"

I didn't mean to hurt her like that; I just couldn't control my jealousy. I was really jealous of the person she liked! After a while, she said coldly, "It's getting late. I want to go home!"

So I drove her, following the route she indicated, to the alleyway leading to her house. Neither of us spoke the rest of the way. After some time, I calmed down. I walked with her for a while, and when we were almost at her house, I stopped and faced her. I apologized, "I deliberately made you angry earlier. Actually, I really like you!"

I took out the red string from my backpack and placed the ring and string on her hand. She looked a little surprised. I said, "Since we won't see each other again, keep the ring! So that every time I see it, I won't think of you. I sincerely wish you happiness!" After I

finished speaking, her eyes were a little red. She pulled something out of her collar—the necklace I had given her. I didn't expect her to actually wear it! She took it off her neck, held it in her hand, looked at me for a while, and a few tears streamed down her face. This scene reminded me of a poem: "I return your pearl with tears streaming down my face, regretting that we didn't meet before I was married."

She hugged me and leaned against my chest, saying, "I'm sorry! I can't return it to you."

I said, "It's okay! Keep it if you like it! I've already given it to you anyway."

Then she whispered, "Because it was given to me by someone I like!"

I thought for a while before realizing that the person she liked was me! It's all my fault! I got so jealous without even asking when I heard she had someone she liked. I hugged her tightly, overjoyed, and said, "Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?"

She cried tears of joy, sniffling, and said, "You didn't even ask me who I like! It's been so long since you finally thought to come find me!"

I said, "I was afraid you already had a boyfriend, so I didn't dare contact you. Then why didn't you come find me?"

She said, "I thought the same thing as you!"

I laughed at her, "Silly girl!

" She said, "If I'm a fool, then you're the biggest fool!

" I said, "I didn't realize you had such a sharp tongue

!" She joked, "I learned it from you."

"Alright! Since you want to learn, then I'll have to teach you properly!"

With that, I kissed her lips, turning all my longing from these past days into a passionate kiss...

We kissed so passionately that we didn't notice an old lady passing by. It was a long time before we finally separated, breathless and reluctant. She carefully tied the ring back to my backpack, reminding me not to lose it or give it away! I personally helped her put the necklace on and said, "From now on, you're my girlfriend. Don't let anyone else steal you away!"

While putting the necklace on, I noticed she was thinner than I remembered! I said tenderly, "You've lost a lot of weight?"

She said, "It's all your fault! Why didn't you come to see me sooner? I often couldn't eat!"

I said, "That won't do. I need to check if my breasts are getting too small!"

I pretended to sneak a peek at her chest. She grabbed my hand tightly and said, "No! They haven't shrunk! My house is just ahead, don't ruin it for me! Tomorrow!"

I asked her, "What did you just say?"

She said, "I said no! They haven't shrunk!"

I said, "What's next?"

She said, "My house is just ahead, don't ruin it for me!"

I asked, "And what's next?"

She blushed and said, "Tomorrow...tomorrow!"

Then she whispered, "But don't make me feel like I almost fainted last time!"

I pretended to be sad and said, "So you don't like it!"

She hurriedly protested, "No! No! I like it!"

As soon as she said it, she realized she had been tricked again! She blushed and said, "How can you be so mean! You always bully me!"

I sincerely told her, "I just like your simplicity and innocence!"

At this moment, her stomach growled a few times, and I asked her with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

She said, "I'm so hungry my belly is almost gone!"

I patted her head and said, "Come on! Let's go to Shilin Night Market to eat!"

I'll help you get some nutrition; you can't stay this thin! Girls who are too thin don't look good. As we rode the scooter, she excitedly hugged me and exclaimed, "Great! Great! I want teppanyaki, stir-fried squid, tempura, pan-fried buns, frog eggs, big pancakes wrapped in small pancakes, grilled stinky tofu, and...?"

From behind, I heard an old woman's voice in the distance: "Good heavens! Why don't you go back to kiss me? What's wrong with all the young people these days!"

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