[Love Hunting]

【Hunting for Love】

Author: Xiaoxing'er

Prologue Today I started university. In my own little world, I'm the most active one, but in public, I'm the most lonely one in the corner. Is it because of her? I don't know.

Epigraph , September 20, 2002 Main Text: I am a lucky kid. I was originally a terrible student, but by chance, I got into university, and even a bachelor's degree. This made me really happy for several days. My family was also very happy. My dad raised his wine glass to me and said loudly, "You're good, kid. You didn't embarrass me." After saying that, he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. After finishing his drink, my dad looked at Yuanyuan sitting next to me and said with a breath of alcohol, "Yuanyuan, when are you going to marry Xingxing? I'm still waiting to hold my grandson." After saying that , he chuckled. Yuanyuan's face immediately turned red when she heard this. She rolled her eyes at me but didn't say anything. My dad laughed loudly and continued drinking. Before long, he was drunk and unconscious. My mom came over and kept nagging. "If you're happy, then be happy. You always drink so much." Despite her words, Mom still helped Dad up and led him into the house. After a few steps, Dad looked up from Mom's arms, pointed at me and Yuanyuan, and shouted, "You two continue! You two continue!" Then his head drooped again, and Mom dragged him into the room. I watched Mom and Dad disappear through the door, then turned to Yuanyuan and said with a grin, "Dad wants us to continue? Continue what?" As I spoke, my eyes were fixed on Yuanyuan's ample breasts, a greedy glint in them. Yuanyuan noticed my gaze, quickly covered her chest, and spat, "Nobody in your family is good, you're not good, and even your dad isn't good." Then, as if realizing something, she pursed her lips and giggled. Yuanyuan was very... She was a beautiful girl, practically the class beauty in my class. At 162cm tall, with a shapely figure, she had curves in all the right places, especially her breasts, which were particularly prominent, like a small, protruding mountain. Every time I looked at Yuanyuan's breasts, I felt a strange urge, an unbearable itch in my heart. To be honest, I really didn't understand what she saw in me; I didn't even know what was so good about me. At that moment, I looked at Yuanyuan sitting there, giggling. It seemed like she'd had a little wine; her face was flushed, down to her ears. Her small, red lips were incredibly cute, like a tempting grape. I really wanted to take a bite… Thinking it, I did it. I leaned over and quickly took a bite of that grape. Yuanyuan looked at me in surprise, covering her mouth with her hands… Her little mouth, where I had bitten it, still had a blush on her cheeks, but the surprise in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a strange smile. I looked at Yuanyuan, waiting for her reaction. You see, before, our relationship had only been limited to holding hands; kissing her was something I'd only ever done in my dreams. It wasn't that I didn't want to, it's just that she never gave me the chance. I just hadn't expected Yuanyuan's reaction to be like this. If I had known earlier, I would have kissed her long ago, instead of waiting until now. Yuanyuan's behavior gave me tremendous courage; the smile in her eyes seemed like some kind of sinful fuse, urging me to do something. I suddenly stood up, forcefully pulled her up from her seat at the table, and ran quickly towards my bedroom. My movement was so abrupt that Yuanyuan stumbled. She said coquettishly, "What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry?" "I need to talk to you about something," I said, moving quickly. I was almost at the door when I bumped into my mother, who had just stepped out. I froze instantly, and heard her say, "What's the rush?" I looked at her, forcing a stiff smile. Then I turned and quickly pulled Yuanyuan into my room, hurriedly locking the door. Turning back, I saw Yuanyuan giggling, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, her chest heaving with her rapid breathing like a small blower. I stood there, arms crossed, eyes on the beautiful woman before me, but my mind was... It was a ticklish, uncomfortable itch, but I endured it, wondering how long she could keep laughing. Sure enough, my expression puzzled Yuan Yuan. She stopped laughing and looked at me questioningly, asking, "What are you doing?" Suddenly, she seemed to realize something. Yuan Yuan looked at my room and the locked door with surprise, turning to look at me defensively and asking, "What do you want to do?" She even hugged her shoulders warily. I was amused by the expression on Yuan Yuan's face. Judging from her expression, she clearly saw me as a pervert. I didn't explain anything, but instead, unexpectedly, I suddenly pounced on Yuan Yuan on the bed behind her, then pressed myself tightly against her. "Ah----" Yuanyuan cried out loudly, but suddenly stopped, quickly covering her mouth with her small hands, and glanced frantically at the doorway, as if afraid that her voice would be heard by outsiders. I chuckled and said, "So you're even more scared than me?" As I spoke, I didn't get off Yuanyuan's body. Feeling the firmness of Yuanyuan's breasts, my heart pounded, and my body inexplicably grew hot. Just as I was wondering what to do next, I suddenly heard Yuanyuan say from below, "Why is your heart beating so fast?" I was taken aback, then chuckled and said, "What do you think?" As I spoke, I twisted my upper body and swayed a few times on Yuanyuan's body, feeling that Yuanyuan's breasts were like two elastic... The balloon, as I swayed, kept changing shape. With my movements, Yuanyuan beneath me suddenly began to breathe rapidly, letting out a soft "oh." I looked at Yuanyuan in surprise, not expecting her to be so sensitive. Yuanyuan's face had gone from flushed to deep red, as if filled with a flood of blood. Seeing this, my heart pounded with excitement, and my lower body became incredibly hard. I frantically reached out, unsure where to go next. Finally, I chose Yuanyuan's breasts, the forbidden territory I had longed for… My hands trembled as I slowly touched those mounds, then looked at Yuanyuan beneath me, whose breathing was equally rapid. She didn't resist, only a hint of panic on her face. Seeing me looking at her… She quickly closed her eyes in embarrassment, but couldn't help opening them a tiny slit, which amused me, though I didn't point it out. This was the first time I'd ever touched a girl's breasts, and even more so, the first time I'd ever undressed a woman. My heart pounded like a drum, and my usually nimble hands became unusually clumsy. With a trembling hand, I finally managed to unbutton all the buttons on Yuanyuan's white blouse. I swallowed hard, sat up, and reached out to remove Yuanyuan's outer garment, along with her skirt. I tossed the clothes aside and looked at Yuanyuan lying on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes fluttering powerfully with her heavy breathing. At this moment, Yuanyuan was only wearing a white, perforated bra. She wore a small yellow panty over her bra and a pinkish hue over her lower body. Whether from the alcohol or the lighting, it shimmered with an ambiguous sheen, making my throat dry and causing a strange, throbbing pain in my groin. I jumped out of bed, quickly stripped off my clothes, and pounced on Yuanyuan. The intense pressure caused her to let out a soft "Oh," and she opened her eyes wide. Seeing my naked body, a look of panic flashed in her eyes. I immediately leaned in and kissed her lips, silencing her words. Yuanyuan's body stiffened, and her legs remained tightly closed.

My mind raced with the kissing techniques taught in the book. My tongue intertwined with Yuanyuan's, gradually becoming more skilled than before. Yuanyuan beneath me reacted strongly; her body suddenly became hot and soft, no longer stiff. Her legs slowly wrapped around mine, her eyes glazed over, and she murmured softly… The stimulation sent a dizzying jolt through me. Just

as I was about to reach for her bra, I heard a knock on the door.

"Xingxing, what are you doing?" It was my mother's voice.

"What is it?" I shouted back, clearly annoyed.

"Come out quickly! Help me take your father to the hospital. He's in terrible pain, it seems like he drank too much," my mother said anxiously from outside, still pounding on the door.

I glanced at Yuanyuan beneath me, and my excitement vanished instantly. I grabbed my clothes and jumped to the floor. No matter how impatient I was, I couldn't ignore my father's health.

After getting dressed quickly, I glanced at Yuanyuan, who was also getting dressed, and without saying a word, I slammed open the door and walked out…

Volume One:

First Trial of Love, Chapter One: The First Day of School

. I've long been used to being alone, haven't I? For three years, my hiding has made me lose my fluent speech, but who can I blame? It

feels like I've endured for so long; everything seems so childish in my eyes, yet ironically, I have no choice but to join this childish circle. (

Epigraph, September 23, 2002)

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Standing at the gate of University A, looking at the golden sign of University A, I suddenly grinned. This is where I will live for four years.

"A University, here I come!" I shouted, looking up at the sky, only to be met with stares from the crowd around me. They must have been thinking, "Where did this crazy person come from?" But I didn't care. I bent down, picked up my bag, and walked into the campus with my head held high under their gazes.

University campuses are definitely more impressive than high school campuses. Not only is the area much larger, but even the dormitories are like villas. I wandered around for ages before finally finding the registration area, only to find it packed with people. I finally found my major's section, but it was also incredibly crowded. Forget about registering... I didn't even know if the people inside were male or female.

I stood there for a while, sighed dejectedly, and took a step back, intending to get out. But I bumped into someone, and felt something soft and elastic where my elbow hit.

I quickly turned around and saw a girl standing behind me, a very pretty girl, with a huge suitcase next to her. She was obviously a freshman who had come to register. Judging from

her appearance, she had obviously been waiting for a long time. Her slightly long bangs were stuck to her face with sweat, her fair face was flushed from the heat, and her crescent-shaped eyes were glaring at me angrily.

"Ah, sorry. Sorry..." I quickly apologized, glancing at my elbow and then at the girl's proud breasts. That soft feeling must come from there.

The girl's face didn't soften because of my apology; instead, it flushed red when I looked at her chest, and even her eyes blazed with anger. I thought that if there weren't so many people around, she might have really slapped me twice.

I wanted to explain, but judging from her posture, it was useless to say anything. She must have thought I was a pervert. Suddenly, I saw the notice in the girl's hand. On a whim, I snatched her notice, turned around, and squeezed through the crowd, shouting, "Make way, make way..." Before people could understand what was happening, I had already squeezed to the back, and with a "thud," I placed my notice along with the girl's on the table.

The teacher in the office glanced at me, a look of disgust flashing in her eyes, but... Without saying anything, I reached out and started processing the paperwork…

The girl saw me snatch her admission notice and didn't react for a moment. By the time she realized what was happening, I had already slipped inside, leaving her anxiously standing outside, unable to squeeze in…

The school's office efficiency was damn slow; it took a full ten minutes for both of our enrollment procedures to be completed. No wonder there were so many people here!

The teacher slammed my paperwork on the table, gave me a stern look, and shouted, “Next!” Of course, I didn't care. Instead, I flashed my brightest smile, said, “Goodbye, teacher,” and hurriedly slipped out.

When I reached the girl, seeing her still extremely anxious expression, I felt a surge of anger for no reason. I shoved her paperwork into my handbag, grabbed my purse, and turned to leave. After

walking a dozen steps, I suddenly heard someone behind me say, “Thank you.” It sounded like the girl's voice. But I didn't… Turning back, I continued walking outside with my head held high…
The school's procedures were damn inefficient; each procedure had its own department. They really knew how to make things complicated. Did they think it would kill them to handle everything at once?

Clutching a handful of papers, I searched everywhere for signs indicating which procedures to complete. By the time I finished, it was almost dark, and all the paperwork in my hand had finally turned into receipts. Looking down at the handful of papers, I really wanted to crumple them up and throw them in the trash, but I didn't dare. This was money! I wasn't stupid enough to throw money away.

Dragging my leaden legs back to the dormitory, I plopped down on the bed. At that moment, I was truly grateful I lived on a lower floor; if I were on an upper floor, I wouldn't be able to climb up now.

I shifted to what I thought was the most comfortable position, took out my phone, found Yuanyuan's number, and laboriously typed three words: "I've arrived." Then I sent it.

Since that night, I haven't had a chance to be alone with Yuanyuan again. Until school started, now whenever I think of Yuanyuan, all I can picture is her in a bikini. No matter how much I fantasize, I can't imagine anything further.

Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name outside the window: "Zuo Xingxing, Zuo Xingxing..." It was a girl's voice.

I rolled over, thinking how tired I was today, my ears were ringing. I rubbed my ears and continued to fantasize about Yuanyuan's body...

but then I heard the call again: "Zuo Xingxing..."

I sat up. No, this wasn't ringing. I went to the edge of the window and saw a girl downstairs shouting at my window. It was none other than the girl whose breasts I bumped into and who mistook me for a pervert.

When the girl saw me peek out, a sweet smile immediately appeared on her face. She shouted loudly: "Zuo Xingxing, come down."

Chapter Two: The Undisguised Campus Romance

In a corner, I witnessed everything. My current situation is obscurity. Guanghua isn't for me, is it? Besides, I don't want those frivolous things. My heart died three years ago, on the shore of a silent lake, perhaps never to awaken again.

(Epigraph, September 24, 2002)

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And so, Rou Rou became my first girlfriend in college.

Oh, Rou Rou was the girl whose breasts I bumped into on the first day of school. That evening, she came to find me and treated me to dinner. During dinner, she kept thanking me and apologizing. Seeing her exhausted appearance, yet still unable to hide her pretty face,

I suddenly interrupted her, saying, "Don't thank me. If you really feel bad, be my girlfriend?" As I spoke, I glanced at her breasts again.

Rou Rou's chattering mouth suddenly shut, and she looked at me in surprise.

The next day, Rou Rou became my girlfriend. My roommates were drooling with envy, asking me for advice. But when I told them what happened, they all scoffed and went back to their own business. I shrugged; they didn't believe me. What could I do?

Rou Rou whispered in my ear, "What are you thinking about? You're drooling."

I looked up at the teacher on the podium, spitting as he spoke, and gently squeezed Rou Rou's breasts, grinning mischievously, "Thinking about you here."

Rou Rou trembled, quickly swatting my mischievous hand away, her eyes darting around with a look of panic.

I chuckled softly, turned away, and continued my daydreaming…

Finally, class ended, and I dragged Rou Rou away from the classroom. After lunch, neither of us went back to the dorm; instead, we wandered hand-in-hand around the campus.

The campus was unusually quiet at noon. Everyone was taking a nap, preparing for the afternoon classes. After all, most students come here to study. Of course, I'm here to study too, I just don't like studying.
Occasionally, I see couples, just like Rou Rou and I, stealing a moment of tenderness in this quiet time.

Suddenly, I stop under a tree, take Rou Rou's soft, boneless hands in mine, and gently stroke them, smiling as I look at the beautiful girl in front of me.

Rou Rou seems a little overwhelmed by my gaze, trying to pull her hands back, but I hold them tightly. She rolls her eyes at me and says, "Just say what you want to say, I can tell from your expression that something's up, right?"

I don't answer, but instead reach out and pull Rou Rou's petite body into my arms, pressing her breasts firmly against me. Rou Rou's breath catches in her throat, and she looks at me with hazy eyes, saying, "Just say what you want to say, it's always like this." As she speaks, she twists her body and softly rests her head on my shoulder.

I lowered my head and gently breathed into Rou Rou's ear, my eyes lingering on her full breasts. "Rou Rou," I said, "let's rent a place outside. School's too stuffy..."

Before I could finish, Rou Rou suddenly broke free from my embrace, standing half a foot away, her eyes flashing with anger. "I never thought you'd only think about these things," she said. "What else can you do?"

I was angry too. All I said was that we should rent a place! Was it really necessary to react like this? Looking at Rou Rou's angry face, I coldly said, "Fine, don't go then. What's wrong?" I turned to leave.

Seeing that I was truly angry, Rou Rou softened, leaning closer and pulling my arm, whispering, "Xingxing, isn't this better? Do we really have to rent a place?"

Hearing Rou Rou's humble words, my anger vanished, but I couldn't swallow my pride and stubbornly remained defiant. You want to show me what's good for you? Let's see who's stronger.

Seeing that my expression still showed no sign of calm, Rou Rou panicked a little. Suddenly, she reached out and wrapped her arms around my neck, rising onto her tiptoes. Before I could even realize what was happening, a warm little mouth sealed mine, her moist lips warm yet cold, her hot breath brushing against my face. This made my heart feel instantly hot as well.

Rou Rou was clearly kissing for the first time; her body was stiff, her lips moved awkwardly, and her eyes were wide open, as if watching my reaction.

I chuckled inwardly, seeing the hint of panic in Rou Rou's eyes. I reached out and embraced Rou Rou's head, my tongue gently parting to slip into her soft mouth, skillfully entwining with her tongue, stealing that alluring fragrance…

Under my onslaught, Rou Rou's body gradually softened, as if her legs could no longer bear her weight, her body almost completely hanging on me, her crescent-shaped eyes glazed and bewildered.

Two full minutes passed before I released her hands. Looking at Rou Rou, still dazed, her little face flushed from the excitement, she looked up at me, her breath coming in short gasps, and said, "Xingxing..." Before

she could finish, I took her hand and whispered, "We won't talk anymore." Then I led Rou Rou forward, hand in hand. Rou Rou hummed in agreement and obediently followed.

My hand continued to gently caress Rou Rou's little hand, as if it were a toy she could never tire of playing with. Rou Rou simply followed beside me with her head down, saying nothing.

Suddenly, I heard a strange sound: "Ah... um... ah... ouch..."

It was a series of soft moans and gasps, one fast, one slow. Just as I was about to turn away, I heard a cry: "Ouch... be gentle... it hurts... don't bite... um..." Then, with a few creaks from the table, it returned to soft moans and gasps.

The sound was faintly coming from a window.

I pulled Rou Rou along, curious, towards the window. Peeking through the slightly ajar curtains, the first thing I saw was a few scattered clothes on the floor. Then, scanning the surroundings, I was drawn to what I saw.

There were two desks pushed together, and a man's broad back was facing the window. He had tattoos on his arms, and one of his white legs was bent and spread wide on his left side. His small, delicate feet wore white socks with lace trim, and another small foot, also wearing a short sock, was perched on his right shoulder, its shapely shape accentuated by his hips. The man's buttocks were moving rapidly between his legs. The sounds of "squelching" and constant moans mingled together, creating arousing sensations.
I quickly pulled Rou Rou away, running quite a distance, my heart still pounding. When I turned to look at Rou Rou, she was also breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed, and she was also stealing glances at me.

Chapter Three: I Made Two Friends

You once earnestly told me that you were a flower in a greenhouse, and I was the protector of that flower. But... when I looked back, where was the flower? And what was I protecting?

Epigraph: October 10, 2002

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I made two friends at school.

One was Feng, my roommate, simply because he was the only one in the dorm when I arrived, and he even paid my dorm fees for me. Between men, it's that simple; as long as they find each other pleasing to the eye, they'll open their hearts without any reservations. This is what Feng told me. That day, we drank a little and sat on the edge of the playground, watching the people exercising. Feng said, "Xingxing, do you know? I just find you pleasing to the eye, otherwise I wouldn't have lent you money that day." He said, "If you ever need anything, just tell me. I'll definitely help if I can." When I heard Feng's words, I was so moved that I almost cried. I said, "You're just being sentimental, are you sick?" I teased him, but Feng didn't get angry. Suddenly he turned to look at me, and I looked at him too. Neither of us said anything for three minutes, then we both burst into laughter, startling everyone on the playground who turned to look at us, but we didn't care.

The other guy, Wan Jun, lived in this city. He was tall and handsome, two years younger than me. He never studied, spending all his time on the basketball court, playing all day long. I thought his mother would definitely beat him if she knew. But his mother didn't have time for him; she had to work, and she was the only breadwinner in the family. His father had passed away ten years ago when Wan Jun was only eight years old, too young to understand anything. He grew up with his mother, who was the person he loved and respected most.

My acquaintance with Wan Jun also began on the basketball court. That day, I and a few of my friends who often played basketball together arrived at the court, looking at the crowded court, unsure what to do. Then Wan Jun came up and said, "Hey buddy, wanna play basketball?"

I nodded. Then Wan Jun said, "Let's play together then. There's nowhere to play anyway, and we're short a few guys. You guys can fill in."

I looked in the direction Wan Jun was pointing, and sure enough, there were a few people standing under a basket, looking this way. I nodded and walked over with my buddies.

When we were divided into teams, Wan Jun was assigned to guard me. Wan Jun's basketball skills were really good, and with his physical advantage, he was a formidable opponent. However, I didn't care. In high school, I was a member of the school team, and after three years of rigorous training, my skills were far superior to most.

Game after game, I made several beautiful shots against Wan Jun's defense, and in my excitement, I even blocked two of his shots. At first, this kid stubbornly defended, but later he simply gave up, stopping and shouting, "I'm not playing anymore! I'm not playing anymore!"

He then came up to me, almost worshipfully saying, "Brother, what's your name? You're really awesome!" He even gave me a thumbs up.

I smiled and said, "You're pretty good too, defending you exhausted me."

Wan Jun retorted, "Come on, defending you killed me!" He grabbed my hand and said, "Come on, brother, I'll treat you to dinner today." Without waiting for my reply, he told the others behind him, "I'm not playing anymore, you guys play!" Then he dragged me off the court.
I shook my head, stopping near the door, and said, "No, I have a girlfriend." Pointing to Rou Rou walking towards us in the distance, I said, "We have things to do. Next time, next time I'll treat you to dinner." I said politely.
As Rou Rou approached, Wan Jun rubbed his eyes and looked at me closely. He glanced at me, then suddenly chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law is so beautiful! No wonder my brother didn't come to dinner with me. If it were me, I wouldn't go either." He then smiled politely at Rou Rou beside me.
I didn't explain. Wan Jun didn't say anything either, and said to me again, "I'll definitely treat you to dinner next time." After saying that, he turned and hurriedly ran back to the basketball court.
I smiled at Wan Jun's figure, took Rou Rou's hand, and walked out.
"Hey, wait a minute, you there." I quickly stopped and looked at the figure chasing after me from the court. It wasn't Wan Jun; he looked like a teacher. I asked in surprise, "Oh?"
"I'm from the Basketball Association of the Military Sports Department. I'm a teacher in the Basketball Association. I just saw you playing basketball, and it looked like you've had professional training."
"I used to be on the high school team." Seeing that it was a teacher, I quickly said politely.
"Then would you like to continue playing on the team? I can make an exception and admit you." The person looked at me with burning eyes.
I finally understood what was going on when I heard that. I smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't want to play basketball anymore. I just want to study hard." I came up with what I thought was the most mature reason. Only a genius knows why I didn't want to play anymore. Playing basketball is too tiring. You can't just slack off. I've finally managed to enjoy such a comfortable life in university. Why would I want to jump back into poverty? Only a fool would do that.
"Excuse me, won't you consider it?" the person still wouldn't give up.
"I really don't want to play anymore," I replied politely but firmly.
The person looked at me, finally sighed, and turned to walk back to the court...
Rou Rou looked at me inexplicably: "Why didn't you agree? That's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
I put my arm around Rou Rou's shoulder and said with a sly smile, "If I agree, how will I spend time with you in the future? I'm not that stupid."
"Tch." Rou Rou looked at me with an expression that said she absolutely didn't believe me.
I chuckled, said nothing, and led Rou Rou towards the cafeteria...

Chapter Four: Another Beauty Xiao Xiao

Today was the day of the dormitory get-together. Wang Rong across from me was drinking like crazy, practically risking her life, just to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Looking at the girl across from me, I suddenly saw her shadow. I quickly rubbed my eyes; it was just a hallucination.
Epigraph: October 20, 2002
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Rou Rou is sick.
When my phone rang, I was on the basketball court, playing intensely. Although I heard the familiar music, I didn't pay attention.
Wan Jun happened to be on the sidelines, moved to where my clothes were, and took out his phone. He glanced at it, then looked up and shouted at me, "Brother Xing, your wife is sick!"
"Really?" I replied, casually tossing the phone around. "Thud!" Another goal. I smiled contentedly, then went to Wan Jun's side and asked, "What did you just say?"
"Your wife is sick," Wan Jun said, handing me the phone.
I looked down, and sure enough... My phone displayed: "Rou Rou is sick, at B Hospital, come quickly." It seemed this message wasn't from Rou Rou herself. Was she really that sick? My mind raced, and I hurriedly said, "I can't call anymore, I can't call anymore, I have something to do."
Just then, Wan Jun pushed over a bicycle and said, "Brother Xing, take my bike, it'll be faster."
I gave Wan Jun a grateful look, but didn't say thank you; buddies don't need thanks.
I rode my bike quickly towards the school gate. B Hospital was right next to the school, not far away.
Five minutes later, I arrived at B Hospital and circled the lobby, but couldn't find Rou Rou.
Just as I was getting anxious, a girl came out of ward number 2, glanced at me frantically running around, and called out, "Hey, Rou Rou's here."
I looked at the stylishly dressed girl in front of me. Normally, given my personality, I would have taken a good look at her, but now wasn't the time; Rou Rou was still waiting for me in the ward.
I just gave the girl a quick glance and squeezed past her. Because the doorway was narrow, I accidentally brushed against the girl's chest as I squeezed through. The girl flinched but didn't say anything, while I had already rushed to Rou Rou's bedside.
Rou Rou was lying on the white hospital bed, an IV drip from her hand. Her
usually smooth and rosy face looked lifeless, and her once bright red lips were cracked and peeling.
Seeing me come in, Rou Rou smiled happily and softly said, "Xingxing."
I nodded and said, "Don't talk. Look at your lips, they're all cracked. What happened to you? Why are you in the hospital?"
"It's okay, the doctor said it's low blood sugar, an IV drip will do the trick." Rou Rou smiled after saying that, but it made my heart ache. I said, "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it. I'll go buy you a watermelon, watermelons are sweet." Saying that, I stood up and was about to go out.
But then I heard someone behind me say, "You stay here with her, I'll go buy some."
I turned around and saw the girl from before had already walked out the door; I only caught a glimpse of her back.
I smiled and was about to sit down when Rou Rou said, "Why don't you go help Xiao Xiao get the watermelon?"
"Oh?" I was taken aback and looked at the doorway, then said, "I'll stay with you."
"You should go help Xiao Xiao. It's tiring for a girl to carry a watermelon alone, especially since it's not a short distance. You go ahead, I'm going to take a nap." Rou Rou said, shoving me to sit up.
I thought about it and realized she was right. I smiled at Rou Rou and turned to run outside.
Arriving at the hospital entrance, I saw that the girl named Xiaoxiao had already walked some distance away.
"Hey, wait for me!" I called out and quickly caught up.
The girl turned around, looked at me, and suddenly wrinkled her nose, saying, "Why aren't you with Rourou? What are you doing out here?"
"Rorou asked me to get you some watermelon. She said she'd take a nap." I chuckled, then sniffed myself and couldn't help but frown—a strong, unpleasant odor of sweat. I glanced at the stylishly dressed girl in front of me and unconsciously kept a two-step distance.
"You just finished playing basketball, right?" The girl smiled and turned to walk towards the fruit shop. I said "Oh," and followed behind her, still keeping a two-step distance. The girl smiled but didn't say anything…
Only then did I have a chance to take a good look at the girl named Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao was at least 170 cm tall. She had a slender figure, and her jet-black hair was dyed a coffee color and permed into flowing curls, loosely draped down her back. She wore a pale yellow cardigan, which clearly revealed a deep cleavage. A pair of snow-white capri pants clung tightly to her shapely legs, revealing a smooth, white calf below. On her feet were pink strappy high-heeled sandals, encasing her round, white feet…
The girl didn't speak until she bought the watermelon. I followed behind her, carrying the watermelon.
On the way back, I couldn't help but ask, "Your name is Xiaoxiao?"
"My name is Su Xiao."
"Su Xiaoxiao?" I laughed upon hearing this, and the girl laughed too, but I froze.
When the girl laughed, she revealed her white teeth, her hot lips seeming to exhale hot breath, and a certain part of her body rose and fell in sync with her movements. My throat suddenly felt dry.
Watching the girl's swaying waist and the undulating buttocks, a startling change occurred within me.
The girl didn't notice my lapse in composure, continuing to walk slowly forward, a slight smile playing on her lips.
As we approached the hospital entrance, I leaned closer and whispered, "Um, I'm sorry."
"What?" The girl was taken aback, clearly not understanding what I meant. I said, "Just now at the ward door, I accidentally..." "It's okay. Anyone would be worried." The girl smiled nonchalantly and stepped into the hospital, and I hurriedly followed. "Are you Rou Rou's good friend?" "We're from the same hometown. We live in the same dormitory." "What do you study?" "I study advertising." The girl said, but suddenly turned back and said, "Rou Rou's illness this time is all your fault. Don't always drag her to play with you anymore, you know? Every night she studies until very late, just because you take up all her daytime time. She's exhausted, you know?" Suddenly, the girl sighed and said, "Rou Rou didn't want me to tell you. If she knew, she would definitely blame me." I was stunned and speechless. I believed Xiao Xiao was telling the truth. So, I was the culprit. How did I become the culprit? We had arrived at the ward door. I slowly pushed it open and Xiaoxiao and I quietly went inside. Rourou was sleeping soundly on the bed, her face glowing with a rosy hue. I looked up at the IV drip, which was halfway finished, placed the watermelon on the table beside her, and gently took Rourou's small hand, which was sticking out from under the covers. Rourou stirred slightly in her sleep, then continued sleeping, not waking up… I turned to look at Xiaoxiao behind me, only to see her gesture to me. Then she turned and slowly walked out, disappearing through the doorway in a flash, leaving only the clatter of slippers on the floor… Chapter Five: Finally Renting a House. Watching Wang Rong get into the car and leave, I felt a deep sadness, as if I had instantly lost something, perhaps related to her, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Epigraph: On October 20, 2002 , while accompanying Rou Rou in the hospital, I whispered in her ear, my breath warm, "Look how careless you are. Let's rent a place when we get out of here, that way I can take care of you. I didn't even know you were sick." Rou Rou glanced at me, chuckling softly, "Do you really want to take care of me? Or do you have other motives?" I said, "No way, look at you now, you even need Xiao Xiao to tell me you're sick. If we live together, I won't let you get sick. I want to raise you to be strong and healthy..." I was still making excuses when Rou Rou sighed, looking at my forced excuses, and suddenly laughed, "All excuses. You look like a greedy cat. Let's look for a place when I get better." "Greedy?" My mind went blank for a moment, then suddenly cleared. I tapped Rou Rou's nose and chuckled, "Little girl, you've gone bad." Rou Rou hid her head under the covers, and I only heard her say, "Spending so much time with you, even if I'm not bad, I'll still learn to be." She then giggled under the covers. Seeing the blankets shaking violently, I reached out to pull Rou Rou out, but seeing the IV bottle beside me, I stopped. At the same time, looking at the throbbing under the covers, a faint smile appeared on my lips… We moved. "Sister-in-law, let me do it. You've just recovered from your illness, so don't worry about these things. There are so many of us!" Wan Jun quickly ran up, took the things from Rou Rou's hands, chuckled, and turned to run upstairs. Rou Rou looked at it, then bent down to pick up a chair, but before she could turn around, Feng reached out and took it from her. "Then what am I going to do?" Rou Rou looked at me as I walked up to her. I chuckled and said, "Just stay put, there are so many people around anyway." Then I picked up a table and headed towards the stairs. Rou Rou stood there dumbfounded, unsure of what to do next. Xiao Xiao, who was walking by, nudged her: "What are you thinking about? Don't stay here, go upstairs and rest." Rou Rou said "Oh," picked up a box from the side, and was about to turn and go upstairs when Xiao Xiao snatched it from her hand. "Oh dear, don't carry anything, just go upstairs." She picked up a bag of clothes and headed towards the stairs, but just before reaching the top, she turned back to look at the still-dazed Rou Rou: "What are you thinking about? Hurry up." Finally, we finished moving everything. Wan Jun, He Feng, and I were all exhausted, sitting on the floor panting like dogs. But less than two minutes later, Xiao Xiao kicked us up, directing us to arrange everything we had brought up according to her instructions, essentially making us move everything all over again. Hearing Xiaoxiao's calls and seeing Rourou standing to the side, covering her mouth and chuckling, I could only obediently go to Xiaoxiao and bend down to pick up the purse at her feet. I let out a yell, hoisted the purse up, and swung my right hand, but unfortunately, it hit Xiaoxiao's shapely buttocks. The bouncy sensation made my hand stiffen for a moment. Before I could recover, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my left leg—Xiaoxiao had kicked me hard. She must have thought I did it on purpose. Looking at Xiaoxiao's angry eyes, as if she wanted to devour me, I didn't dare explain. I turned and walked into the inner room, only hearing Rourou's laughter, but I didn't know if she had seen everything. After the three of us boys had arranged everything, we lay sprawled on the floor, looking like three dead dogs. Even if Xiaoxiao kicked us again, we wouldn't get up. So what if we died? Dying from exhaustion is dying, dying from being kicked is dying too. Compared to that, dying from being kicked is better; at least it saves us the effort.

Thankfully, Xiaoxiao still had some humanity left. Seeing how exhausted we were, she turned around and slowly packed up her things without calling us again.
At that moment, we truly treated her like a living saint, almost ready to burn incense and worship her. But just as we were chanting prayers, Xiaoxiao came out of the house. Instantly, the three of us boys looked at her warily, afraid she would say, "Get up and put xx away."
Luckily, Xiaoxiao still had some humanity. Perhaps she noticed the change in our expressions, and she laughed, saying, "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm going to eat you?" She then giggled, her chest heaving.
But we were in no mood to appreciate it, still warily watching the beautiful woman in front of us.
"This is boring," Xiaoxiao pouted, then suddenly pointed at me and said, "Zuo Xingxing, you stay in this room, Xiaoxiao and I will stay in that room." She then looked at me, who was still in a daze, and asked, "Did you hear me clearly?"
Of course I heard her, but my mind couldn't quite process it. I looked at this bossy girl, puzzled, and asked, "Are you staying here too? How many days are you staying?" "Yes, yes," Wanjun chimed in, looking at me with Feng, equally puzzled.
"What do you mean, how many days? I also have a share in renting this room. Rou Rou is so easy to bully, I'll keep an eye on you, you pervert!" Xiaoxiao said angrily, but then, as if remembering something, her face flushed slightly.
"And what about us? Where are we staying? You're in the other bedroom, where are we staying?" Wanjun shouted, clearly understanding my predicament, and spoke up for me.
"You guys?" Xiaoxiao glanced at Wanjun and Feng, then suddenly laughed and said, "Go home and stay there. Or, there are so many sofas in the living room, you can sleep on the sofa." Without waiting for our reaction, she turned and swayed her hips as she walked back into the inner room.
The three of us sat on the floor, looking at each other for a few moments. Suddenly, Wanjun looked at me and burst into laughter, louder and louder, even laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face. Annoyed, I swung my hand and threw my slipper at him.
By sheer coincidence, it hit Wanjun right in the face. Unexpectedly, the kid wiped the footprint off his face and continued laughing, showing no sign of stopping. I sighed helplessly, turned my head, and saw Feng also smiling at me, though not as exaggeratedly as Wanjun, but the smile was unmistakably bright.
"This is outrageous!" I yelled, but then *smack*, I felt a sharp pain on my face. Looking down, I saw it was a woman's slipper.
I turned around and saw Xiaoxiao standing at the bedroom door, glaring at me angrily. Only her left foot was wearing a slipper; her small, white right foot was bare on the floor…

Chapter Six: Oh dear, after

a long day of classes, I lay in bed, writing in my diary yesterday, thinking about today's events. A naive girl, not particularly pretty, yet she stirred my heart. I couldn't remember her. I wanted to ask that girl to be my little sister, but after thinking about it, I gave up. Maybe someday…
Epigraph: October 21, 2002.
Wan Jun also stopped laughing, looking at Xiaoxiao leaning against the door.
Looking at Xiaoxiao's posture, I thought that if we called out again, she would throw her left slipper at us.
I quickly greeted the two boys beside me, stood up, and called into the room, “Rou Rou, we're going out for dinner. We'll be back late tonight.” After calling out, the three of us hurriedly ran out, as if afraid of being hit if we were too slow.
The three of them randomly chose a small restaurant and ordered a few simple dishes, but they also ordered two bottles of baijiu, both 52-proof spirits.
As soon as the dishes were served, Wan Jun shouted, "Come on, let's celebrate Xing-ge's housewarming!" He picked up a glass and offered it to me, a nasty smile in his eyes and a wide grin that made me furious.
I slammed the glass down on the table, looking at Wan Jun's obnoxious face: "If you laugh again, get out! I'm already annoyed, and you just make things worse."
"I'm not making things worse, I'm just telling the truth," Wan Jun said, still fearless.
I said, "Alright... alright, stop talking. Tell me, how can we get rid of that fierce girl?"
"Get rid of her? Two beautiful women living with you isn't enough? Others wouldn't even dream of it," Wan Jun said, still fearless.
I got angry and grabbed the chopsticks from the table, throwing them at the other person. I missed, but the other diners looked on with curiosity, wondering when the restaurant had become a martial arts arena.
Wan Jun picked up the chopsticks I had thrown, and seeing that I was genuinely angry, he didn't dare to be so arrogant anymore.
I looked at Feng, who hadn't said a word, and asked, "Feng, do you have any ideas?"
Feng shook his head and didn't speak. I sighed, picked up my wine glass, and stopped talking. Wan Jun, of course, didn't have any good ideas either, so he remained silent.
We drank for a full three hours, but it was a silent drinking session; no one really spoke. Since no one could think of a solution, we all kept quiet, obediently drinking and eating. Two bottles of baijiu were completely empty. When I asked the waiter for more, Feng grabbed my hand and said, "Forget it." Then he paid the bill…
Outside, looking at the nearly ten o'clock night sky, Feng said, "Let's call it a day." He turned to me and asked, "Can you walk back?"
"What about you?" Feng had also drunk quite a bit; our alcohol tolerances were about the same, and we both understood each other's situation. But then Wan Jun said, "I can go back."
Feng and I said together, "We didn't ask you! Why are you answering?" Wan Jun chuckled but didn't say anything.
Finally, we dispersed. Feng walked back to school alone. Wan Jun also went home. Going home so late, his mother might interrogate him. Thinking about the kid's scolding expression, I felt a little smug.
Watching the two walk away, I turned and staggered towards my rented apartment. It wasn't far, just in front of me.
But I really drank quite a bit. My head was spinning, and my steps were unsteady, almost floating.
I finally made it to the top of the stairs, leaned against the door, and started banging on it.
Before I could even react to the sound of the door opening, I suddenly felt like I'd lost my shield and lurched forward. A pair of soft little hands caught me, and I fell into someone's arms—soft and comforting.
I opened my mouth and said, "Rou Rou..." But before I could finish, I felt a wave of dizziness, and my stomach churned. I jumped up and rushed to the toilet, instinctively bumping into the person next to me...
In the toilet, I leaned over the toilet and vomited violently, bringing up everything I'd just eaten. Looking at the colorful mess in the toilet bowl, I couldn't help but laugh. What a waste! Then I thought about how restaurants really make money, and how we really make money, and we're really worthless, only staying in our stomachs for a short while before coming right back out.
Thinking about this, I suddenly laughed out loud. Just as I was about to stand up, I felt a wave of dizziness, and my legs went weak. I slid down to the floor, the dizziness in my head growing stronger and stronger. I couldn't stand up. After a while, I drifted off to sleep on the toilet…
When I opened my eyes, I felt a terrible headache, and my mouth was so dry it felt like it was on fire.
I struggled to my feet and went to the living room to get a glass of water. But as soon as I took a step, my legs gave way, and I fell to the floor with a thud. It really hurt! I gritted my teeth and forced myself to stand up. Just as I was about to open the door, it creaked open automatically, and Xiaoxiao stood outside, her face cold.
"..."
"What do you want?"
"I want some water," I answered mechanically, not knowing why I was being so obedient.
"Lie down, I'll get you some," Xiaoxiao said, turning and walking away, her face still expressionless. I was puzzled, wondering who had offended this girl this time.
I had just sat on the bed when Xiaoxiao brought in the water, placed it in my hand, and turned to leave.
I hurriedly asked, "Where's Rourou?"
"She went to class," Xiaoxiao replied, and then went out again.
I checked my phone, it was 11:34. I thought class would be over soon, and I'd definitely ask Rou Rou when she got back who had offended this "auntie." She looked really creepy.
After drinking some water, I lay back down on the bed. I heard rustling footsteps in the living room, followed by the sound of the kitchen door opening…

Chapter Seven: The Cold Xiao Xiao.

Facing the people in the dormitory, I felt a strange sense of estrangement. I yelled, but no one paid any attention. It seemed there was some lingering tension between people; even laughter became perfunctory.
What was going on?
Epigraph: October 31, 2002.
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I don't know when I fell asleep, nor when I woke up. I just felt a chill in my head, and I opened my eyes. I saw Rou Rou wiping my face with a towel damp with cold water. I could see the pain and pity in her eyes, and the tears that hadn't dried at the corners of her mouth.
I said, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Rou Rou saw me open my eyes and quickly wiped her face, saying, "Who told you to drink so much yesterday? You scared me to death!" Tears welled up in her eyes again.
I laughed and said, "Silly girl, I'm fine now, aren't I?" I reached out and wiped away the tears that were sliding to Rou Rou's lips, saying, "What time is it now? I'm hungry. Have you cooked?" I said, clutching my stomach with a pitiful expression.
Rou Rou saw me like this and burst out laughing, standing up and saying, "I forgot! I came to call you for dinner. Come on, get up!" She reached out and pulled me out of bed…
We ate at the coffee table because there wasn't a dining table in the living room.
When I went out, I saw Xiao Xiao setting the tables with spoons, wearing an apron with the words "I Love My Home" on it, her face still covered in fine beads of sweat. Seeing us come out, she said, "Time to eat!" Then she turned and went back into the kitchen.
Rou Rou smiled and helped me sit on a sofa.
As soon as I was seated, Xiao Xiao came out carrying a ceramic basin
. Only after it was placed down did I realize it was a bowl of egg drop soup, the greenish broth floating with a few sprigs of cilantro and a few drops of undissolved sesame oil. Just looking at it almost made my mouth water. "Here you go," Xiao Xiao said, placing two bowls of soup in front of Rou Rou and me respectively.
I said, "Thank you," but didn't respond. Rou Rou smiled and handed me a bowl of rice, saying, "Eat up, your stomach's empty."
I took the bowl, picked up my chopsticks, and, no longer caring about appearances, started shoveling food into the table…
Besides, it was just the three of us here. I didn't need to worry about appearances in front of Rou Rou, and as for Xiao Xiao, appearances were long gone, so why should I care?
Xiao Xiao was acting strangely today, not saying a word. I didn't dare ask, afraid of offending her again. Rou Rou also remained silent, continuing to serve me food. I was happy to enjoy it and comfortably let her serve me.
Suddenly, Xiaoxiao stood up and said, "I'm full." She turned and went into the bedroom, then came out a moment later with a shoulder bag. She changed into slippers, opened the door, and left.
I sat there, puzzled, while Rou Rou kept urging me to eat. I turned back to continue my food battle…
Lying on the bed, I reached out and pulled Rou Rou into my arms. Rou Rou didn't say anything, obediently resting her head on my chest. Looking at the gentle girl beside me, I felt a surge of emotion. Was God too kind to me, bestowing such a wonderful girl upon me?
Playing with Rou Rou's smooth, long hair, I remembered the beginning of the school year. Back then, I was just a naive boy, drooling over pretty girls. I met Rou Rou on the first day of school. She had shoulder-length, tousled hair then, and because of my comment, "I prefer girls with long hair," she grew it long, and now it flows down her back. Actually, Rou Rou is a very gentle girl, yet she's also incredibly beautiful…
Suddenly, I remembered Xiao Xiao's icy face and asked Rou Rou beside me, "What's wrong with Xiao Xiao today? Who upset her? It's so awkward to watch her like this every day."
Rou Rou was taken aback, then giggled sweetly, looking at me without saying a word. At the same time, she kept shaking her head, making my chest itch.
I reached out and pressed my hand on her firm breasts, grinning maliciously, "Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I'll get rough." As I spoke, I gently rubbed them.
Rou Rou shuddered, quickly sitting up, breaking free from my spell, her eyes looking at me shyly and cautiously, her pretty face already slightly flushed. But her expression only held for a moment before she burst out laughing again, "It's all your fault! And you still ask? Are you pretending?"
"Me?" I was puzzled. When did I offend this lady?
"It wasn't you! When you came back last night, Xiaoxiao kindly opened the door for you, but you bumped into her. And that's not all, you knocked her down and even vomited on her. Isn't Xiaoxiao angry?" "
But I remember you were the one who opened the door!"
"..."
"But I was drunk! It's not my fault..."
I was about to say something when Rou Rou exclaimed "Ah!" and jumped up, looking at the wall clock with a worried expression: "I'm going to be late!" She then leaped to the ground, took two steps, and turned back to ask me, "Are you going to class this afternoon?"
I shook my head, and Rou Rou hurriedly ran out.
I sat on the sofa in the living room, checked my phone—it was almost four o'clock. Rou Rou should be at school by now. Actually, Rou Rou and I are in the same class, and we have the same courses, but I rarely attend classes. Rou Rou is different; she never misses a class. Fortunately, university classes are different from high school; no one cares whether someone is there or not, so I'm quite relaxed. I thought as long as I passed the exam, that would be enough; learning these things now wouldn't be of any use anyway.
I turned on the TV, watching the figures moving on the screen, but instead, I was thinking about how to do *that* with Rou Rou. Honestly, I rented this place specifically for that purpose, but I never expected Xiao Xiao to appear…
Just as I was racking my brains for a solution, I heard the sound of a key unlocking the door.
I opened my eyes and looked at the door. With a "click," the door opened, and Xiao Xiao walked in sideways. Clearly not seeing me in the living room, she turned and closed the door, kicked off her sandals, bent down and pulled down her stockings. Through her super short skirt, I could vaguely see Xiao Xiao's pink lace panties, and my blood surged… Then I saw her take a pair of flat slippers from the shoe rack and put them on…
Seeing that Xiaoxiao had changed her shoes, I said, "You're done with class?"
Xiaoxiao jumped, turned around in surprise, and leaned warily against the door, clutching her bag to her chest with both hands. Her eyes looked at me in a panic, and she said, "You...you weren't in class?"
I shook her head, "Look at my body, do I look like I'm in class?"
Xiaoxiao looked at me, her earlier fright had subsided, but she still had a cold expression on her face. She glared at me and walked inside.
I stood up and followed behind her...

Chapter Eight: An Ambiguous Atmosphere, I'm Not a Lustful

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Only you understand my heart
, only you can give me love
... Who arranged this
wrong love ? You are in the human world, I am in the sea of suffering. Should this love start over? Love is the proper arrangement of the heart. Give me a boy with a heart. Epigraph: 2002.10.31 Text: Xiaoxiao opened the bedroom door and saw me behind her. She said with disgust, "What are you doing sitting here like a little shadow?" I said, "I want to apologize to you." "You can apologize? You didn't do anything wrong, why are you apologizing?" "Yesterday..." I wanted to say more, but Xiaoxiao had already walked into the room and slammed the door shut. I quickly stretched out my hand and felt a sharp pain in my arm. I couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch!" I pulled my hand back and looked at the blood flowing from my right forearm. I felt a burning pain. I thought to myself, this girl is really strong. I licked the wound and was about to turn away when Xiaoxiao jumped out. Seeing the blood on my arm, she didn't say a word, but hurriedly pulled me into the room, sat me on the bed, and quickly found tissues, gauze, medicine, and so on… Xiaoxiao held my arm tightly with one hand, while gently wiping the blood from the wound with the other. Seeing her anxious expression, I was puzzled. Girls really are hard to understand. Just a moment ago she seemed to hate me, how could she change so much now? I said, "You're not angry anymore?" "Don't talk." Xiaoxiao slapped my arm as I tried to move it, then squatted down and carefully treated my wound. I secretly clicked my tongue and really didn't say anything more. This little miss, it's best not to mess with her. Letting Xiaoxiao bandage my arm, I idly looked around. This was the first time I'd been in this room; she was dressed up so beautifully, much better than mine. As I looked around, I couldn't help but point at the room and say, "Who decorated this? It's so beautiful!" I forgot about Xiaoxiao, who was bandaging my wound. With that gesture, I felt a heat on my arm, and the wound, which I was just finishing, immediately started bleeding again. Xiaoxiao glared at me angrily, as if she wanted to devour me, but after a while, she didn't react. Finally, she lowered her head, untied the bandage, and began to re-bandage. This time, I didn't move either, just stood there watching Xiaoxiao bandage me. My eyes darted around, but I accidentally caught a glimpse of Xiaoxiao's slightly protruding breasts. Because she was bending over to bandage my wound, her body was leaning forward, allowing me to see not only her deep cleavage but also most of her breasts clearly, and her pink and white lace bra was completely visible. The provocative scene made my mouth go dry, and I couldn't help but swallow hard, my throat gurgling... I thought to myself, how come such attractive breasts are on Xiaoxiao's body? If they were on Rourou, I could at least touch them, but on Xiaoxiao... Xiaoxiao obviously didn't notice my strangeness; she was still wondering why I was being so obedient. After successfully bandaging the wound, Xiaoxiao gently patted my arm and said, "All done." She looked up and saw me staring blankly, her face instantly turning red. She jumped up, and I shuddered, thinking I was doomed. But to my surprise, Xiaoxiao kept a stern face for a while and didn't retaliate. She just stood there blankly for a couple of minutes, I don't know what she was thinking. I thought it was definitely not good; maybe she was plotting how to punish me. A few more minutes passed, and then Xiaoxiao said, "You should leave; this is a girl's room." Saying that, she pulled me up and pushed me to the door. I stood in the doorway, reaching out to grab the doorframe. Xiaoxiao looked at my injured right arm and didn't dare close the door. I said, "I'm sorry," and seeing no reaction, I added, "Please forgive me. Otherwise, I'll have to move out." Looking at Xiaoxiao's still indifferent face, I knew this was my trump card. Surely she wouldn't ask me to leave for Rourou's sake? Xiaoxiao looked at me, her face puffed up with anger, then suddenly burst out laughing, saying, "I've never seen you apologize like that." She grabbed my arm and slammed the door shut. I felt a sense of relief, knowing this was over, and turned to go back to my room. That evening at dinner, Rourou saw the bandaged wound on my arm and asked, "Xingxing, what happened? Why is it bandaged? How did you get this?" Her concern was evident. I chuckled and said, "I tripped and fell, just scraped my skin, it's nothing." I glanced nervously at Xiaoxiao across from me, only to see she was looking at me too. Seeing me look at her, she quickly buried her head in her rice bowl. I breathed a sigh of relief; I was really afraid Xiaoxiao would expose me. Rourou didn't ask any more questions, but gently stroked my arm and said, "Try to drink less in the future." I looked into Rourou's concerned eyes and nodded. After tidying up, Xiaoxiao had already gone back to her room. Rourou sat down to do her homework, and I sat beside her watching TV, taking advantage of the situation. Rourou kept swatting my mischievous hands, saying, "Stop messing around." Even as she said that, a happy smile played at the corners of her eyes. ... Finally, Rou Rou stretched and said, "Finally finished, ah—" She stood up and, seeing me beside her, said, "Going to sleep." "Yeah, going to sleep." I chuckled mischievously, stood up, and pulled Rou Rou towards my room. Rou Rou in my arms was startled and asked, "What do you want to do?" I didn't answer, but tightened my grip, afraid the little girl would run away again. Rou Rou seemed to understand my intentions, her face immediately turning bright red. Her eyes were fixed on Xiao Xiao's room, and she only made a few token struggles before giving up. Of course, I didn't linger. I reached the door in a few steps and slammed it open. I heard Rou Rou say, "Keep your voice down, Xiao Xiao." She gestured towards the room opposite with her lips. I chuckled, pulled Rou Rou inside, and gently closed the door... Chapter Nine: My First Time Making Love. My mood was strange; I ended up playing on the computer for several hours. I called Feng to go see a movie, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the nationally popular "Lavender." The moment I saw the movie title, my heart sank. (Note: November 9, 2002 )

I gently closed the door, turned to look at Rou Rou's rosy cheeks, chuckled, and pulled her to the bedside. Before Rou Rou could react, I was already on the bed, pressing her tightly beneath me.
Rou Rou let out a startled "Ah!" but quickly stopped, covering her mouth with her hand. Her eyes were watery, filled with a mixture of excitement and shyness, making my heart itch. Without hesitation, I pressed my lips to her red, luscious lips, feeling a cool sensation on my skin—I knew it was from her nervousness. At the same time, my hands didn't stop, slowly roaming over Rou Rou's back, and then slipping under her clothes.
Touching Rou Rou's smooth skin, my hands trembled involuntarily, aimlessly exploring her body.
My mouth didn't relax either, my tongue tightly entwining within Rou Rou's soft lips, unrestrainedly enjoying her alluring fragrance.
As I moved, her soft, cool lips gradually warmed, and hot breath emanated from her nostrils, hitting my face without reservation. At the same time, her sealed lips emitted muffled "ooh" sounds, stimulating my blood to surge, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of water, shining with an intoxicating light.
I could no longer resist, and reached into her bra, gently kneading her. I heard her let out an "oh," and her body trembled. Just as I was about to make my next move, she softly but forcefully pushed away her lips, panting heavily, and said intermittently, "Xing... Xing, wait a minute... I... I'm going to take a... shower first."
I didn't move, still pressing down on Rou Rou, and said, "No need."
"You...wait a minute, I...I won't leave," Rou Rou gasped, forcefully pulling herself out of my grasp. I could only let her go. Watching Rou Rou straighten her top, push open the door, and walk out, I felt a pang of disappointment. I could only suppress my burning desire and wait patiently.
Those who haven't experienced this can't imagine what it feels like; it's like being tormented in a hot pot, the kind that can truly dry out your heart.
Fortunately, I wasn't tormented for that long. Just as I was pacing back and forth on the bed, the door opened, and Rou Rou walked in wrapped in a bath towel, one hand clutching the towel, the other holding her still-dripping hair. The upper part of her breasts was exposed, and she looked like a shimmering white ghost, slowly floating to the bedside.
My mouth watered at the sight, and I pounced on her. But Rou Rou easily dodged me, pointing at me with a coquettish laugh, "Go take a shower, or you won't be allowed in bed."
She then disappeared into the distance, making me seethe with anger. I pointed at Rou Rou, gritting my teeth, and said, "You wait, see how I deal with you later."
With that, I leaped outside, rushed to the bathroom, and quickly washed myself, all the while thinking about how to punish this cunning little girl. I finished washing in a flash, wrapped myself in a towel, and darted back to the room, my heart burning with unease. I think anyone would feel the same way in this situation.
I opened the door, but was stunned by what I saw.
Rou Rou was sitting naked on the edge of the bed, her white legs dangling, making my heart race…
I couldn't hold back any longer, and pounced on her, pinning her to the bed. The towel had vanished without a trace.
I cupped Rou Rou's firm breasts in my hands, exhaling a warm breath, and almost drooling, I whispered in her ear, "Rou Rou, your body is so beautiful." As I spoke, I vigorously kneaded her breasts, and at the same time, my lips sealed her long, red, luscious mouth once more.
Rou Rou's mouth was no longer as cold as before; instead, it was surprisingly hot. I merely probed it gently with my tongue, and she opened her mouth, extending her tongue to intertwine tightly with mine.
I felt my genitals swell, as if they were about to burst into flames. At the same time, I opened my mouth, my lips lingering around her soft ear and neck, moving downwards until I reached her chest. I greedily sucked on one nipple, while one hand gently kneaded the other breast. My other hand had already slid down her abdomen to between her legs, feeling a hot, wet sensation…
The soft woman beneath me also underwent a dramatic change, her hands roaming aimlessly over my body, her breathing heavy…
I finally couldn't hold back any longer. Although this was my first time, I had watched many adult films and knew what it was like down there. I felt my genitals throbbing as if they were about to explode.
I slowly parted her long, straight legs, lifting them to facilitate my penetration. I knelt between her legs, my hands trembling as I grasped my genitals, looking at the equally dazed woman, and said, “I'm going in?”

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