Senior female students in university

I didn't really want to talk about university, because it was a period of hedonistic living, youthful and irresponsible, all about self-centeredness. But my university experience has had such a profound impact that I can't avoid it.

All the senior and junior students mentioned will be referred to by nicknames, and any unconventional actions will be blamed on me. I attended a prestigious university in Beijing. Based on my exam scores, I shouldn't have gotten in. My parents had hoped I would study abroad, but at the time, I seemed more comfortable with life in China, and my younger sister, Jiaojiao, was still studying there, so they didn't insist.

I know I could have gone to any university; my poor exam scores were mainly due to my obsession with the opposite sex's bodies, which prevented me from focusing on my studies. Looking back, it's laughable. Back then, every girl seemed incredibly beautiful, and they all ignited my desire to try and seduce me.

My major was finance and economics. My first day of school was a huge disappointment. There were no beauties in my class; out of 50-odd students, there were only 13 girls, and they all looked rather plain. At that time, I was young and arrogant, and my privileged family background and relatively good personal qualities gave me a sense of superiority. Less than a week into the semester, it seemed like everyone in my class knew I'd paid my way into university. That feeling was a huge blow to my self-esteem, so I poured a lot of energy into my studies.

Since there weren't any pretty girls in my class, I naturally spent a lot of time observing the campus. I discovered there were actually many pretty girls, but I didn't know which grade or class they were from. At lunchtime, I always tried to stand next to the pretty girls, just to become familiar with their faces, but nothing substantial came of it. In my first year, to prove myself, I focused more on my studies, and it passed quickly. Fortunately, although I had adolescent impulses, Zhang Qiong's readily available sexual satisfaction helped me get through the first year smoothly.

The new school year began, and the girls seemed to have become even prettier, including those in my class who I hadn't thought much of before, now had a certain charm. I continued my studies and classes as usual, going home early or late each day. Until one day, I met Li Wan at the library, and my life began to change.

I didn't go to the library much anymore; I'd occasionally borrow a book and leave immediately. If I didn't have classes, I'd go home or play volleyball or soccer with classmates at the sports field, exhausting myself before going home. That day, I went to the library to borrow a set of Nordhaus and Samuelson's *Economics* to broaden my knowledge. After class, I went straight to the library. While waiting for the librarian to find the book, I glanced back at the quiet reading area and vaguely felt a pair of eyes watching me. Following my gaze, I saw a girl from the English department whom I had seen in the campus cafeteria. Although we hadn't interacted, we both knew which department we were in. Seeing me looking at her, she blushed and quickly lowered her head. She had fair skin and a quiet appearance; while there were no flaws, she wasn't particularly beautiful either. For someone like me, who had already grasped the essence of womanhood, she didn't hold my gaze for long.

A few days later, I was playing soccer with some classmates on the sports field. I sprained my ankle and sat on the sidelines, watching my classmates play and making noises. Then I felt someone sitting not far from me. I looked and saw it was the girl I had seen in the library. Seeing that I had seen her, she simply walked over to me. She was wearing sportswear, clearly having just finished running. She smiled and sat down next to me: "Why aren't you playing?" I smiled and pointed to my foot: "I sprained my ankle." She asked with concern: "Is it serious?" I shook my head: "It's okay, I'll be fine after a rest. What's your name?" "Li Wan. English, Grade 3, Class 2." I told her my name and class, and she smiled and said: "I know." Seeing my surprised look, she smiled and asked, "Who's that pretty girl who always picks you up?" I blushed. "You mean my Aunt Zhang? How did you know?" "Her car always happens to park right downstairs in our dorm, right in front of the window. Whenever she arrives, all my roommates and I would peer out the window, shouting, 'The pretty girl's here to pick up the little boy again,' hehe." She

laughed as she spoke, and I said, slightly annoyed, "I'm not a little boy." She looked at my tall frame, her face slightly flushed, and said, "We call all the lower-grade students 'little boys,' and you're not that old anyway." I changed the subject: "Judging from your accent, you're from Beijing. Why are you living in the dorm too?" "Well," she regained her composure, "my parents live abroad most of the time. Living with my grandparents is pretty boring, so living in the dorm is more lively." During our conversation, I learned that her father was the Chinese ambassador to a major country, quite famous at the time, but I won't go into details. Her situation was similar to mine; she rarely saw her parents either. She asked about my situation, and I casually introduced my parents. She suddenly realized, "No wonder I always felt you were different; so you're the eldest son!"

I didn't want to say more, and I wasn't particularly interested in her. Just then, a classmate called me from the field, so I politely nodded to her and ran onto the field. She watched us play until we finished, and then I joined my classmates in the chase and play, and I had long forgotten about her. Later, I saw Li Wan a few times at lunchtime in the cafeteria. Each time we nodded to each other, but there was no further contact. After all, she was a year ahead of me and we weren't studying the same major, so we had fewer opportunities to meet.

The school held an arts festival, and each department sent several programs to participate. After dinner, I chatted and laughed with a few classmates as we entered the school auditorium. We arrived early; only about 40% of the students were in the auditorium. I was just about to sit down when I heard someone call my name. I looked in the direction of the voice and saw Li Wan. There was another girl next to her. She waved to me, and after hesitating for a moment, I greeted my classmates and sat down next to her.

Li Wan happily introduced me to the girl next to her, Yang Yang, her roommate. After the introduction, Li Wan said, "Sit here and watch. It's rare for you to participate in school activities." I sat up straight and smiled, saying, "I never miss a school activity." She asked if I was participating in the performance, and I shook my head, "I'm going to sing and dance. I'll scare you to death, or at least make you suffer." Li Wan and Yang Yang both laughed. Yang Yang laughed and said, "It's not that bad."

Chatting and laughing, classmates arrived one after another, and soon the auditorium was full. During the performance, everyone was amused by the performance on stage. When Li Wan was happy, she would occasionally lean her head towards my shoulder, and her long hair would flutter and brush against my face. I had never been that close to her before. Her hair had a faint fragrance. Looking at her from the side, her full, high breasts swayed with the movement of her body, making my heart pound and giving me a feeling of intimacy.

Li Wan realized I was looking at her, and slightly embarrassed, she sat up a little more steadily, and her laughter subsided. Upon closer inspection, I noticed she was actually a rather pretty girl, possessing a youthful vigor and elegant temperament different from Zhang Qiong. Feeling the physical stimulation of the girl beside me, I felt a surge of heat throughout my body.

When the show resumed, taking advantage of the dim light and the intense focus of my classmates, I secretly grabbed her hand. Her hand trembled slightly, and her body seemed to stiffen, but she didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she leaned closer to me and placed her hand on the chair between us. Having received permission, I felt much more at ease. Although my eyes were still fixed on the stage, my mind was no longer on it. I slowly stroked her hand, and it gradually softened, occasionally even touching mine. I had never imagined it would be so stimulating; my palms were covered in a cold sweat of excitement, and gradually her palms became damp as well.

Later, I heard from Yang Yang that she had seen our actions but pretended not to, but at the time, I didn't seem to care about anything else, immersed in my own pleasure. After each performance, we would let go of each other's hands and clap, but as the next performance began, we would tacitly find each other's hands in the shadows. That intoxicating feeling was truly unforgettable; I even felt more excited than having sex with Zhang Qiong.

When the announcer declared the performance over, we were still immersed in the stimulation and excitement of the caresses. We sat motionless in our chairs, waiting for the other students to leave. Once most had gone, I looked at her with regret; her face was flushed and radiant. As we walked out, I said, "I have to go home." She looked at me but didn't say anything.

Outside the auditorium, Yang Yang tactfully said, "You guys keep chatting; I need to go see my fellow townsman." She waved to us and left.

We strolled casually towards her dormitory, passing a small grove of trees—the famous "Lovers' Grove"—and I suddenly said to her, "Do you want to rest? Why don't we sit here a while longer?" She looked at me and the surroundings and nodded.

The woods were full of my classmates having secret rendezvous. We finally found a secluded spot. I took off my coat, spread it on the grass, and gestured for her to sit down. She sat down, and I sat close beside her. I took her hand; her body trembled slightly. In the moonlight, her watery eyes were incredibly captivating. Thanks to Zhang Qiong's tutelage, I considered myself an expert.

I gently put my arm around her waist, and she leaned softly against me. Looking at her bewildered face and shy eyes, I couldn't resist any longer. I pressed my lips to hers, and we kissed passionately.

Afterward, she told me that although she had two boyfriends in the past, they rarely even touched hands, let alone kissed. From her clumsy kiss and her physical reactions, it was clear she was telling the truth.

From then on, we both seemed to be immersed in the joy of love, especially Li Wan, whose face was always radiant with happiness. She seemed to become more and more beautiful and charming. At first, we met secretly, but gradually we became less and less concerned about such things. Every noon, she would buy food in advance and wait for me in the cafeteria to eat together after class. If I finished class early, she would also buy food and wait for her. Those were some of the happiest and most unforgettable times we shared.

Until one weekend, I spent the whole day with her, and in the afternoon she came to my house, and we made love for the first time.

I won't go into the details, but she was the first virgin I ever met, and that novelty, excitement, and fluster will forever remain in the deepest part of my memory. After our first real physical union, we often used our free time to meet at my house. Sometimes she wouldn't stay in the dormitory, waiting for me or me waiting for her to go home together, and then we would go to school together the next day.

We spent several months together happily. After a few months, some small frictions began to arise between us, sometimes over trivial matters, sometimes even over arguing about a single point of view. I understood that it wasn't because she didn't love me, but because she was too focused on loving me, and the pain and grievances in her heart couldn't be released. Women in love are sensitive and possessive, but I had no concept of responsibility or fidelity, and basically didn't connect our relationship with marriage and family.

At the time, I was still seeing Zhang Qiong. Although Li Wan was unaware of my relationship with Zhang Qiong, she sensed the presence of other women around me, and she couldn't escape the pressure from them. My situation was that I would accept any invitation from a girl, even if it was just a casual chat. Li Wan constantly saw me with different women, and she couldn't vent her frustrations to me; her resentment and anger were palpable.

Li Wan had developed an independent and resilient personality from a young age. Although she was extremely gentle when we were alone, being two years older than me made her seem more mature. Aside from treating me as her emotional master in bed, she mostly treated me like an immature younger brother, which made me very uncomfortable. Sometimes, when I went on dates with other girls, I would deliberately let her see it. I can't say there wasn't an element of defiance deep down, which intensified our mutual pain.

This situation of mutual temptation and conflict ultimately led to our breakup due to Yang Yang's involvement. Starting from the second year of school, a girl named Xiaojuan from Wuhan in my class launched a fierce offensive against me. Xiaojuan wasn't exactly a beautiful girl, but in our class, her curvaceous figure and youthful energy were extremely eye-catching. It's hard to remain unmoved when a cute, energetic girl is around you every day, and she herself has a unique charm. Xiaojuan's alluring body always makes it hard to resist.

Initially, I didn't pay much attention to her. One day, I asked Li Wan to come home because we had just argued the day before, and I wanted to ease the tension. But Li Wan, whether genuinely having something to do or still being stubborn, told me she had something to do that night and couldn't come home with me. I angrily went home, and happened to run into Xiaojuan at the school gate. I invited her to my house, and she readily agreed. We got intimate at home, but I felt somewhat guilty towards Li Wan.

The next day at lunch, Li Wan apologized, explaining that she had indeed had something to do the night before and hadn't explained it clearly, asking me not to be angry. Of course, I had nothing to say after that, but my relationship with Xiaojuan couldn't be changed, and besides, Xiaojuan definitely had a more comfortable and exciting sexual experience in bed than Li Wan. Therefore, I still occasionally invited Xiaojuan home, until we graduated.

After that, Li Wan rarely argued with me. Whenever we were about to argue, she would change the subject to try and maintain peace. However, I was noticeably less passionate in bed than before, and she occasionally noticed my indifference. She was truly heartbroken; she felt she had already made the greatest concessions for me.

One night, during our intimacy, I absentmindedly finished after a few perfunctory moments. Extremely disappointed, she burst into tears, sobbed for a while, and then sadly leaned against me, choking out, "If you don't like me, let's break up, so we won't both suffer." I hugged her tightly and quickly comforted her, assuring her that I still loved her as before. She sat up and shook her head, saying, "You weren't like this before; you've lost your passion."

I smiled and coaxed her, "Even the body has its off days." She had long been aware of my extensive sexual experience (in the early days of our relationship, she had repeatedly asked me, with a hint of jealousy, how many girls I had dated), and knew she couldn't win an argument with me on this point, but she knew it wasn't a physical problem.

No matter how I explained, it was no use. Once she made up her mind, it was hard to change it, and years later, it was still the same. But I had to admit, her judgment was accurate most of the time. The next morning, I woke up to find her wide awake, staring at me. I smiled at her, and she forced a smile. She clearly hadn't slept

much all night; her face was haggard, and her eyes were red. She said to me, "I thought about it all night, and I think we should break up." "Why?" Although I wouldn't say I was particularly attached to her, her suggesting a breakup always left me feeling a sense of loss and embarrassment. She gently pushed away my hand that wanted to hug her and said, "This might be better for both of us." "I really won't make you angry anymore. I'll be good to you."

"It's no use. Can you promise to marry me? Can you swear you'll never be with other girls again?" Seeing my dazed expression, she shook her head. "You can't. I can't accept your lifestyle either, so breaking up was inevitable." "That's it?" I murmured, almost unable to believe it.

Tears streamed down her face. "Do you think things can still be the same as before?" I hugged her waist, and this time she didn't refuse. "Are we still friends?"

She slumped into my arms, tears streaming down her face. "More than friends?! Do you think I can forget the first man who kissed me and took my virginity?" At that moment, I was so moved that I wanted to say I would marry her, but I knew I couldn't.

She cupped my head in her hands and kissed me deeply. "Maybe from the beginning we were just siblings, destined never to be husband and wife. Would you be willing to be my younger brother?" I held her, finally shedding tears. From that moment on, I truly understood an emotion, perhaps something called love, but not the love between a man and a woman in a romantic relationship; it was pure friendship. Afterward, we still looked after each other at school, just like before, she would buy me meals or I would buy her meals, but we were no longer affectionate. Even when we were alone, we rarely showed any intimacy. She no longer came to my house; perhaps we were both afraid of doing something neither of us wanted to do in that kind of environment.

I couldn't bear the emotional void left by Li Wan's absence. It seemed I was spending more time with Xiao Juan and other girls I knew, inviting them to my house for purely sexual encounters.

I used to frequently visit Li Wan's dorm, even after our breakup, because sometimes I had nowhere else to go between classes, and going to Li Wan's dorm had become a habit. The upperclassmen in her dorm were used to my uninvited visits. They were very kind to me, especially Yang Yang, since she met Li Wan and me around the same time.

Li Wan's dorm housed five girls. Since there were only seven boys in her class of about 30 students, and the girls studying English were generally quite discerning and didn't date many boys from their own class, they spent most of their free time in the dorm, except when studying in the library or classroom.

After I met Li Wan, I often took them out to eat and hang out. Almost all five upperclassmen had gone out with Li Wan and me, and we were all good friends. They genuinely treated me like a younger brother, so even when Li Wan wasn't in the dorm, the upperclassmen who were would still greet me warmly, chatting and laughing with me. My frequent visits added a touch of color to the otherwise monotonous dormitory life.

Sometimes when Li Wan wasn't around, they would tease me, saying they'd seen me walking with some girl and jokingly threatened to tell Li Wan. Later, seeing that Li Wan almost never went out with me at night, our relationship became much more polite, and they didn't dare make those jokes anymore. They also realized that something was wrong between us.

Because we were so familiar, they weren't too reserved with me. In the summer, we'd wear very revealing and thin clothes in the dorm (sometimes I even felt they were doing it on purpose), as if we were competing to see who had the best figure. Even if they needed to change clothes, they'd just laugh and yell at me, and when I turned my back, they'd just take off all their clothes and change however they wanted. Occasionally, when we were fooling around, I'd hug and kiss a senior student, and the person being kissed wouldn't mind, but would just laugh it off.

When Li Wan and I were still on good terms, once at dinner, Li Wan said, half-jokingly and half-jeally, "You've become our dorm's public sweetheart." Everyone laughed. After I officially broke up with Li Wan, although they remained as close as before, they became much more cautious in their words and actions. I understood they were afraid of upsetting Li Wan. Li Wan, on the other hand, was more open-minded than them, occasionally joking, "If any of you like my brother, don't hesitate, or you'll regret it later."

I knew she must have felt bad when she said that, but as time went on, our relationship really became more like that of siblings. Girls love to look good, and the older girls loved nothing more than me accompanying them shopping. On one hand, my tall and handsome appearance didn't make them look bad, and more importantly, I was a good judge of any clothes they liked, and I would always buy them for them. At first, they were a little embarrassed to buy things for them, but they gradually got used to it. If I went out shopping alone with one of the older girls, the other girls would feel a little jealous.

My parents' allowance is more than enough for me, but with a group of senior students helping me spend it, especially since they compete to see who I like more when it comes to spending money, I'm always short of cash. So I often have to ask Zhang Qiong for money. Zhang Qiong usually gives me whatever I ask for, even though she knows I'm definitely spending money on girls. She never gives me anything extra, but thankfully, each time I ask her for money, I spend a little more time with her, and then she lets me have my way.

The other four senior students are: Yang Yang, from Chengdu, Sichuan, is voluptuous and feisty; although she's only 1.62 meters tall, her hot body is definitely no less impressive than the other senior students; Zhang Mi, from Suzhou, is fair-skinned and speaks softly; although she's not the youngest among them, she looks more slender and petite; and Xu Qing, from Jiangxi, is jokingly called "cousin" by everyone. The last one was from Dalian, with a boyish name, Luo Wei. Slender yet full-figured, her large eyes always seemed to speak volumes as she gazed at you intently. She was a very quiet girl; among the senior students, she was only half a year older than me, so I didn't treat her like a senior. Being with her felt more like being with an older brother.

One lunchtime, Li Wan said to me while eating, "Your seniors said you haven't been out much lately, they miss you." I said, "I just finished my midterms." "How were your grades?" Li Wan asked with concern. I smiled, "Not too bad, right?" Li Wan casually said, "Yang Yang has a cold and hasn't been to class these past few days. Go see her if you have time." I nodded.

After class that afternoon, before going home, I went to Li Wan's dorm. The dorm was quiet; everyone had gone to class. I knocked on the door, and Yang Yang let me in. Seeing it was me, Yang Yang happily got off her bed and sat on Li Wan's bed. She slept on the top bunk, right above Li Wan's. Perhaps she was lonely from being sick; she was overjoyed to see me. I had her lie back down on Li Wan's bed. I sat on the edge, took one of her hands, and gently stroked it to comfort her.

She was wearing a thin blouse, her full breasts standing high on her chest. Her watery eyes were captivating. Through the hem of her blouse, I could vaguely see her flesh-colored bra and deep cleavage.

My gaze made her tense; her chest heaved with her breath, which I found unbearable. My hand trembled as I gently touched her breast. Even through the thin blouse, I felt her body shudder. I climbed on top of her and pressed my lips to hers. She instinctively parted her lips slightly, and my tongue slipped inside. My hand also moved down her collar to her breast. Her breasts were slightly damp from sweat. When my fingers pinched her nipple, she groaned, gasped, and closed her eyes. My hand slowly slid down, already wet and warm. She opened her eyes slightly and watched me slowly unbutton her blouse and undress... After pulling down her trousers, revealing pink underwear, we were both naked. I climbed on top and thrust in forcefully—

the sounds of laughter and shouting echoed in the hallway as everyone returned to their dorms after class, jolting us out of our excitement. She lifted her head, which was covered by messy hair, and said in a panic, "Hurry up and get dressed, they're back." We hurriedly dressed, and Yangyang had just started to smooth her hair when Li Wan and Zhang Mi hummed a song and pushed open the door. Li Wan had just called out, "Yangyang, we're back," when she suddenly saw our flustered state. Yangyang got up shyly to make up Li Wan's bedsheets. Even the most clueless person would know what we had just been doing in the room.

Li Wan's face turned deathly pale. Although we had broken up long ago, the thought of her beloved man being intimate with another girl in her bed filled her with bitterness, jealousy, and anger. Fortunately, she quickly composed herself, pretending not to have seen anything, and said, "I thought you were sick in bed, but you were just faking it. You don't seem sick at all now." Yang Yang also calmed down, smiling and saying, "Who's faking it? I have a doctor's certificate."

I awkwardly glanced at Li Wan, forcing a smile. Li Wan ignored me, as if I didn't exist. I looked at Zhang Mi and asked jokingly, "Sister Mi, why haven't they come back yet?" Actually, Zhang Mi had always liked me; I could tell from the way she looked at me. She rarely joked with me too much, and what had just happened had deeply hurt her. She was almost stunned. Hearing my question, she recovered and forced a smile, "They'll be back soon." I stood up and said, "Sister Yang Yang was sick, so I came to check on her. She seems to have recovered. I'll be going now." I nodded to everyone, went out the door, and fled as fast as I could.

Ever since my affair with Yang Yang in the senior's dormitory, I hadn't dared to go back to their dormitory, especially since Li Wan's expression at the time made me afraid to take the risk again. Once, while eating in the dining hall, Xu Qing deliberately came up to me. She smiled and asked, "Why haven't you come to our dorm lately? Did someone offend you? Or did you offend someone and are too afraid to go?" I smiled and used being too busy with schoolwork as an excuse.

One day, I saw Zhang Mi in the dining hall, and she was startled: "You look so haggard!" Her concern was evident. I still used being too busy as an excuse; she knew I was lying. I hadn't visited the senior students' dorms for a long time, and they genuinely cared about me. Li Wan and Yang Yang, of course, were concerned, but the other three senior students also felt they were missing out on a lot of fun without me.

Li Wan, Yang Yang, and Zhang Mi thought I wasn't going because of what happened in their dorm last time, and they were too embarrassed to go. Yang Yang, of course, longed for my presence, but she would never ask me out. She was annoyed that I had left, leaving her with agonizing longing. Li Wan's anger had long since subsided into calm. Deep down, she might not have been unhappy that I wasn't visiting their dorms, but her longing for me only grew stronger each day.

Initially, Xu Qing waited for me in my classroom after class, wanting to understand why I wasn't going to their dormitory anymore. In the past, Li Wan often came to see me, and I would tell my classmates that Li Wan was a distant relative to me to brush it off. This was the first time Xu Qing had come to see me outside the classroom in front of my classmates. Seeing the students coming and going, especially Xiao Juan and two other female classmates with whom I had had sexual relations, walking around, I could only whisper that I would definitely go when I had time. Seeing that it was inconvenient to talk, she didn't ask any more questions. Next, Zhang Mi came to see me. Although she didn't say it explicitly, her meaning was clear: she, Yang Yang, and Li Wan didn't mention what happened that day again, hoping I wouldn't feel embarrassed. Everyone hoped I would act as before. Finally, she specifically mentioned that Yang Yang was very sad that I never went to her dormitory, and hoped I wouldn't let her kindness go to waste, etc.

A few days later at noon, I was having lunch with some classmates, chatting and laughing, when Li Wan and Yang Yang came over. Seeing that they were coming directly at me, the classmates consciously moved to other tables. Li Wan and Yang Yang sat down. Yang Yang glanced at me but didn't say much. Li Wan, slightly displeased but still relatively calm, said softly, "How can you be so irresponsible? You disappear after you're done. Is that right?" I looked at Yang Yang sincerely and said, "Sister Yang Yang, I really don't want to avoid you. I've been having some troubles lately." I looked at Li Wan, who was also a little angry, and said, "We've known each other for more than a day. Even if I had something going on, I would never run away. You should know what I'm like." Li Wan sighed and said, "Yang Yang always makes me come to you, but she herself doesn't want to show up. What kind of behavior is that?" She thought about the delicate relationship between the three of us and felt a pang of sadness.

Yang Yang tried to interject several times, but didn't know where to begin. She was afraid of saying anything too harsh, fearing I'd get angry, and besides, we'd only been together once; she clearly didn't want to lose me if things went wrong. She also couldn't bring herself to say anything sweet or nostalgic in front of Li Wan, and she was afraid of upsetting Li Wan.

Seeing her distressed and awkward expression, I asked Yang Yang, "Are you alright?" Yang Yang almost cried upon hearing this. She nodded, forced a smile, and said in a choked voice, "Zhang Mi said you've changed. You need to take care of yourself. We're all fine." Li Wan looked at me, her voice softening, "What's the big deal? Come visit often, like before." I nodded. Seeing the students at the next table looking our way, Yang Yang controlled her emotions.

I went back to my senior's dorm and felt their unprecedented joy. I truly felt their care and warmth, which made me temporarily forget everything. I thought to myself, "Why am I joining in the fun when I have so many beautiful girls around?" Even so, I felt a dull ache in my heart.

Life seemed to have returned to normal. I started going to my senior's dorm more often again, but I rarely had the chance to be alone with Yang Yang anymore. During that time, I invited Yang Yang to my home twice. The Chengdu girl's enthusiasm made me feel intimidated and even a little overbearing. She

subtly hinted at things to me several times afterward, but I pretended not to understand. At that time, I set my sights on Zhang Mi. This Suzhou girl had a soft, gentle voice that always made my heart flutter. I had touched the breasts and kissed the other seniors during our playful interactions, even the youngest, Luo Wei, had been trembling and begging for mercy after I touched her. But with Zhang Mi, she always managed to avoid my advances. Zhang Qiong had told me that a girl you haven't touched won't have real feelings for you; you have to make her remember you deeply for her to leave an impression, for better or worse. I didn't think my senior would be truly angry with me, so I decided to find an opportunity to touch her.

A few days later, I took Yang Yang, Xu Qing, Luo Wei, and Zhang Mi shopping and accompanied them back to their dorm. Li Wan was away visiting her grandparents, so they weren't there. They happily tried on their newly bought clothes. Every time someone called out while changing, I turned my back, joking around. When Zhang Mi changed, I suddenly turned around. Zhang Mi screamed, instinctively grabbing her clothes to cover her snow-white body, which was only covered by a bra and panties, while shouting, "What are you doing?"

Xu Qing, Luo Wei, and Yang Yang jumped for joy. I apologized with a smile but didn't turn around, instead carefully examining Zhang Mi's body. Zhang Mi blushed with embarrassment. I quickly burrowed under the covers and walked towards her bedside, smiling as I said, "With such a great figure, how could I bear to deprive my eyes of you, Sister Mi?" Zhang Mi blushed and looked at me nervously as I approached, asking, "What are you going to do?" I turned to the other smiling senior students and said, "I've touched all the other sisters, but not you. Don't you think I should take this opportunity to touch you?"

They excitedly cheered, "Touch! Touch!" but then quickly realized what I meant and started laughing and scolding me, "You're talking nonsense, who did you touch?" I ignored them and suddenly reached under the covers, touching Zhang Mi's body, who was already trembling with fear. I went straight for the point, slipping my hand inside Zhang Mi's bra and pinching her nipple. This was something the other senior students hadn't done. When joking with them, they would at most touch her symbolically outside the bra, but today, with the encouragement and witnesses of the senior students, I was touching her openly and boldly.

Zhang Mi's body trembled, and she instinctively let out a soft moan. The senior students laughed even harder, assuming that I had touched them all. Zhang Mi hurriedly tried to push my hand away from her chest, but she didn't dare to use too much force, fearing that the blanket would be pushed aside and others would see, making things even more embarrassing. She desperately pushed my hand away, and my right hand naturally reached down to her hairy thigh. At the same time, I bent down and pressed my lips to hers, actually using my body to hold her hand down, preventing it from moving. She was already soaking wet down there.

I didn't let her resist, and I slipped my hand inside her. She whimpered, but my tongue was moving wildly in her mouth, preventing her from making a sound. Her legs instinctively tightened, further stimulating me, but I didn't dare go too deep, fearing that if she was a virgin, breaking her hymen would be a huge sin for me. We remained locked in this stalemate, my hand and mouth never stopping. Zhang Mi clearly stopped struggling, whether from feeling comfortable and forgetting her surroundings or knowing that resistance was futile.

The senior students exchanged bewildered glances, but Yang Yang was the first to react. She exclaimed and ran over, pulling me up, shouting, "What are you doing?" I stood there, seemingly still recovering from the excitement, my fingers sticky.

Yang Yang wrapped Zhang Mi's body in the blanket. Zhang Mi seemed to only then realize what had just happened, and burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably on the pillow.

Xu Qing and Luo Wei quickly ran over and sat down on the bed to comfort Zhang Mi. Yang Yang glared at me, both angry and disappointed. I pushed Xu Qing and Luo Wei away and said to Zhang Mi, "Sister Mi, hit me, scold me, I was just joking, but when I touched you, I couldn't help but touch down there."

My words only made Zhang Mi cry harder. No one knew I had touched down there before, and now that I'd said it, it was all exposed. Luo Wei looked at Xu Qing, stuck out his tongue, and they finally noticed my sticky hands. Yang Yang was even more shocked and heartbroken, her face flushing red and then pale. Xu Qing picked up her towel and handed it to me. I also noticed my hands, blushed, and wiped them clean. Everyone was speechless for a moment. Only Zhang Mi's sobs could be heard.

Yang Yang, Luo Wei, and Xu Qing exchanged ideas with gestures and movements, unsure what to do. Xu Qing picked up a basin, poured in some warm water, rubbed a towel, wrung it out, and handed it to me. Pointing to Zhang Mi, she said, "Good sister, don't hold a grudge. Wipe your face." Luo Wei couldn't help but chuckle at my smooth talk, and everyone secretly laughed. Zhang Mi seemed to have cried enough; she turned around, pushed my hand away, but grabbed the towel. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, my almost frantic touching had given her a pleasure she'd never experienced before; she'd truly never been with a man before. My almost forceful actions made her feel wronged, and her subsequent crying was more for Yang Yang's benefit. She appeared to be a victim, at least Yang Yang wouldn't blame her; she knew about my relationship with Yang Yang. The sweet, tingling sensation all over her body gave her a strange feeling she'd never experienced before—a stimulating sensation. Actually, her crying there was precisely because she was savoring that feeling. It was only years later, after considering her later words and actions, that I truly understood the situation.

Zhang Mi finally calmed down. She looked at Xu Qing, Luo Wei, and Yang Yang with dissatisfaction: "Why didn't you stop him? You were just accomplices." Seeing that she was alright, Xu Qing smiled and said, "Hey, we were just watching you guys fool around." I quickly said, "I said I could touch Sister Mi Mi for fun, isn't that how it always is?" Xu Qing shouted, "I never allowed you to touch me like that." I stared at Xu Qing, and she blushed with nervousness: "Why are you looking at me?" Zhang Mi glared at her hatefully: "Let him try it sometime." They were laughing and joking when they were alright, but Yang Yang was very unhappy to hear this. Zhang Mi saw Yang Yang's expression and knew she had made a mistake. She glared at me angrily: "Aren't you going to turn around and let me get up? If you dare to turn around again, I'll gouge out your eyes." I happily turned my back: "I won't dare again."

Days continued to pass, and sometimes I would even play around with the senior students, or rather, we would play around even more intensely. Zhang Mi was no longer as secretive as before. I felt that sometimes she would deliberately let me touch and pinch her, but I didn't dare to go any further.

One day after school, as I was heading home, Luo Wei called out to me from behind. She wanted to send some things back to her family in Dalian, and since we were going the same way, I accompanied her to the school post office. Then I said, "Xiao Wei, you don't have class now, right? I'll take you out to eat." I never called her "senior sister," after all, she wasn't that much older than me. She was used to hearing what the other senior sisters said, and since I'd never treated her like one either, I guessed she saw me more as an older brother. She happily agreed, "Okay, what do you want to eat?" I said, "Let's have seafood. You've been away from home for so long, you must be craving it." Actually, I knew she loved seafood.

Luo Wei didn't think much of it and happily nodded in agreement. I thought this was an opportunity, so I said to her, "Why don't you call the senior sisters first and tell them you're going to see a fellow villager tonight and might be late for dinner at school?" Luo Wei agreed and made the call. After dinner, it was already past nine o'clock at night. As we walked out of the restaurant, Luo Wei's excitement cooled. "Oh no, it's late. Can you take me home?" I put my arm around her waist and said with a smile, "My house is just up ahead. It's just Jiaojiao and me at home anyway. Why don't you stay at my place? We can go to school together tomorrow." Luo Wei shook her head immediately. "No, I have to get back to school." I smiled and patted her hair. "Are you afraid I'll eat you up?" Her face turned red, and she slowly followed me. After a few steps, she shook her head again. "No, no, I can't go with you. Please, let me go home."

I ignored her and pushed her forward with my arm. She didn't know whether to go or not, and after hesitating for a while, we arrived at my door. The maid opened the door, and Jiao Jiao happily called out to greet us. Luo Wei seemed embarrassed to argue with Jiao Jiao anymore and followed me into the room. The three of us played around for a while. After Jiao Jiao finished washing up, she went to bed. I told Luo Wei to go to the bathroom. After she finished washing up, I had already finished in the other bathroom. When I saw her come out, I pointed to the side and said with a smile, "Sit down and rest for a while." She hesitated slightly and sat down on the sofa opposite me. Looking at her fresh and natural expression after coming out of the bathroom, a wave of warmth rose in my heart. I looked at her, and she looked at me reservedly and smiled slightly.

I got up and walked to her side. She looked up at me nervously and smiled awkwardly. I sat down next to her and pulled her into my arms. She let out a soft moan and reluctantly allowed me to kiss and caress her. But when my hand touched her panties, she pushed my hand away warily. I didn't force myself to touch her breasts. She pushed my hand away again, so I licked her face, lips, ears, and shoulders with my tongue. When I touched her genitals again, she looked at me pleadingly and pushed my hand away. I had no choice but to slide my hand up and touch her breasts. In exchange, this time she didn't push my hand away.

I pinched her nipple, slowly pulled open her clothes, and took her nipple into my mouth, gently licking it with my tongue. I gently sucked on her breast and nipple, and her breathing became rapid, her face flushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Then I gently touched her panties, my hand only lightly sliding outside the panties, occasionally pressing her bulging breast with my fingers. She seemed to be enjoying it and didn't push my hand away. Finally, I slipped my hand inside her panties. She was immersed in my caresses and didn't notice my hand slowly moving down below. Suddenly, her body trembled; she seemed to realize something, but by then my hand was already inside her. She weakly pushed me away a few times, finally giving up. I gently pulled down her pants and took off her panties. When she suddenly came to her senses... She was already completely naked. She tried to close her legs, but I positioned myself between them. I was also naked. She looked at me, her head tilted to the side, tears welling in her eyes. Helplessly, she spread her body, offering no further resistance. But the moment I entered her, she let out a long sigh. Her body responded to my movements. She raised her head, making her final request: "Please, don't ejaculate inside me."

When I finally ejaculated into her lower abdomen, I let out a long sigh and lay down beside her. She got up, picked up some tissues to wipe herself, and said, "You're just bullying me." As she spoke, she came over to wipe my genitals. I said, "Don't wipe anymore, let's go wash together."

As we lay on the bed, embracing each other, she asked softly, "Have you slept with all of them?" "Yes," I replied. She sighed, then suddenly noticed my expression: "You're lying." I looked at her and laughed, "Why are you my senior? I should call you junior." She nipped my ear: "Don't think you can bully someone just because they like you." I shouted, "Who's bullying whom? Who bit me just now?" She opened her mouth: "I'm going to bite you again, I'll bite you to death!" I tickled her, and she chuckled. Having known each other for so long, I knew all too well what a senior was afraid of.

The next day we went to school together. As soon as we arrived at the school gate, Luo Wei insisted on going separately. I had no choice but to let her go in first, and I arrived at the classroom a while later, resulting in me being late for class. Sigh, this junior. But being with her was really fun.

My intimacy with Xu Qing was quite direct. One day I went to her dorm, and she was lying on her bed listening to music. Seeing she was alone, I climbed onto the top bunk, lay down next to her, and tried to take her headphones. Because the bed was too small, I had to turn sideways and put one leg on top of her. Our bodies pressed together for a while, and with the playful struggle, I immediately became aroused. She chuckled, grabbed my already erect penis, and I reached down to her genitals. We didn't say much, didn't even take off our clothes, and went straight to it. Afterwards, she just laughed and scolded me for making the bed so dirty.

A few days later, I thought since several of the upperclassmen were dating me, how could I leave out Zhang Mi? But since I couldn't find an opportunity, I was helpless. Finally, that day, Xu Qing and I found some time to make love in the room again. I said to Xu Qing, "I want to make love with Sister Mimi, you have to help me." To this day, I still don't know what kind of mental influence was at play. Xu Qing was even more enthusiastic than me when she heard this, and laughed, "You really are like someone who wants more than you have. You men are all the same." She continued, "How will you thank me if I help you?" I quickly said, "As long as you ask, I will definitely do it without hesitation." She smiled and said, "You said it yourself, so don't refuse when the time comes. Just wait for the opportunity."

When the senior students graduated, I found out that Xu Qing had a boyfriend all along. However, they were at another university and didn't see each other often, so the senior students were all deceived. They thought she was also abiding by the single status agreement like them. As graduation approached, they only punished her by making her treat everyone to a meal so that she could meet her boyfriend. He was a nice guy. If I had known that Xu Qing had a boyfriend, I would never have been intimate with her. However, Xu Qing seemed to be doing nothing, which made me feel a little more at ease. After graduation, she said she wanted to start a company and asked me to help her. I had Zhang Qiong invest 500,000 yuan in her, which I guess fulfilled my promise. Of course, that's another story.

One day, Xu Qing stopped me at noon, smiling, and said, "Haven't you been thinking about your sister Mimi? Now there's an opportunity; whether it works out or not is up to you." It turned out that the school was organizing an arts performance to participate in the National College Student Arts Festival. Luo Wei, Yang Yang, and Li Wan were all participating, and they were having intensive rehearsals for the next two days, staying out of school at night. Xu Qing and Zhang Mi couldn't participate because their Mandarin wasn't good enough. Xu Qing's meaning was clear: she wanted me to go directly to the dormitory. I thought I could only give it a try; anyway, Zhang Mi wouldn't scold me if it didn't work out.

After finishing my afternoon class, knowing that the senior students didn't have classes that afternoon, I asked for leave and went to their dorm. Sure enough, Xu Qing and Zhang Mi were there. When I came in, Xu Qing deliberately teased me, urging me to play around and roll around with her. Xu Qing then took the opportunity to run out. I closed the door to prevent Xu Qing from coming back in. Xu Qing called for a long time outside, but when I didn't open the door, she yelled that she was going to the classroom and left. At first, Zhang Mi was still playing and laughing with us, but after a while, when Xu Qing disappeared and only she and I were left in the room, she immediately became nervous.

I didn't waste any time and went straight to Zhang Mi's side. She leaned back nervously, finally resting her back against the headboard. I sat down next to her, took her hand, and we hadn't been alone together since last time, let alone had any physical contact. The moment my hand touched her, she trembled all over. She seemed to remember that feeling again and wanted to push me away, but then she hesitated. In that moment of hesitation, I pulled her up, stood up, and made her close to me. I lowered my head and kissed her.

She mechanically opened her mouth in response, and my hands began to caress her. She completely slumped into my arms. I laid her down on the bed, slipped my hand inside her clothes, and touched her breasts. Her body trembled, her teeth chattered, and she closed her eyes, letting me touch her. As my hands reached to unbutton her clothes, she weakly pushed me away, saying, "No, no, I can't." Whether it was acceptable or not was no longer up to her, nor mine. I quickly pulled open her clothes, finally revealing her jade-like body and her round, smooth breasts. I squeezed them, and she helplessly lowered her hands. I undressed her completely; she no longer wanted to try to resist.

Looking at her wet body, I found the right spot and, without further hesitation, thrust in with all my might. She let out a soft "Ah," and then fell silent. With each thrust, her body swayed, the tight pressure arousing me. I groaned and ejaculated inside her.

She lay there motionless, seemingly lifeless. Terrified, I didn't even bother to get dressed. I quickly checked her breath, and suddenly, as if waking from a dream, she let out a long gasp and burst into tears. I breathed a sigh of relief, looking at her naked body, lying there motionless, with red blood and bodily fluids beneath her, her pale thighs appearing stark white. As

I dressed, I heard a knock at the door. Without time to dress Zhang Mi, I covered her body with the blanket and opened the door slightly. Xu Qing walked in. Seeing the red-stained corner of the blanket, she was also shocked. She quickly pulled back the blanket and was stunned. She knelt under Zhang Mi to check, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the bleeding had stopped.

Xu Qing busied herself wiping Zhang Mi's seemingly numb body with warm water, then had me carry Zhang Mi to Li Wan's bed. She quickly threw the sheets and blankets on the floor, took out her own sheets to change into, and poured Zhang Mi a glass of water. Zhang Mi then sobbed and pounded on my chest. I hugged her tightly, and she cried sadly again. Xu Qing looked at Zhang Mi and said with complicated emotions, "Mi Mi, I never thought you were still a virgin." Upon hearing this, Zhang Mi cried even more bitterly. I thought to myself: You think everyone is like you? Li Wan is a virgin too.

Holding my senior who had just lost her virginity, I felt that she could kill me right now, but deep down I felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction!

I finally believed Zhang Qiong's words. Zhang Mi had completely changed since losing her virginity. Her dependence on me and her submissiveness were unbelievable, a stark contrast to her past self. Every day after school, she would wait for me, wanting to talk to me, her meaning clear: she wanted me to take her home. Sometimes I would walk home with her, and she seemed as happy as a little bird. But most of the time, I would just talk to her, then accompany her to her dormitory and leave.

Yang Yang was the most unhappy after Zhang Mi and I got together. Although Xu Qing hadn't said anything to them, everyone could see that Zhang Mi and I'd already changed. Unlike the other senior students, Zhang Mi wasn't good at hiding her feelings, or perhaps she simply didn't want to. Therefore, her love, her feelings, her infatuation were directly expressed in her words and actions, in her eyes, and on her face.

In a few months, the senior students would graduate. They were all choosing their post-graduation jobs or career paths, and they all clearly wanted to stay in Beijing. One day, I joined them for a casual chat, and the topic turned to post-graduation jobs and assignments. Although they were close friends, it seemed none of them wanted to fully reveal their true thoughts; they were playing hide-and-seek, neither telling the truth. I said to them, "You're all my seniors, and I feel like you're not telling each other the truth. Just say what you think. I'll do my best to help you with any problems." Actually, there was something else I didn't say: "You're all my wives, and I'd help either of you the same, but I know there are some things I can't help with."

They seemed to know about my relationship with them, but it was an unspoken understanding, and no one dared to bring it up. I seemed to have become a link between them; no matter what conflicts or frictions they had, as long as I intervened, even the biggest problems would be resolved. After I finished speaking, seeing that they were still somewhat hesitant, I smiled and said, "You are all my seniors, and our relationship is more than just classmates. We should actually be like family, helping and taking care of each other." Among them, only Luo Wei was really surprised. She didn't expect that I was really related to all of them. When they saw that I had spoken frankly, they all glared at me with different expressions, but they thought what I said made sense.

Xu Qing laughed and scolded, "You're something else, making us all fall for you. I say, everyone, what he said is right. We don't need to hide it. Actually, we all understand our relationship with him. Rather than keeping it to ourselves, it's better to say it out loud. In the end, we really are family." Everyone immediately realized what she meant, and they started laughing. Their mood relaxed, and the tension and vigilance of the past few months seemed to suddenly dissipate. Only Li Wan was still stunned, and it took her a while to understand. She looked at me, then at Xu Qing, Yang Yang, Luo Wei, and Zhang Mi: "What? You all had relationships with him? My God. I really let a wolf into the house. You're the biggest devil."

I laughed and said, "Senior, don't scold me like that, the other seniors will never forgive you." "Who's going to help you?" Yang Yang punched me, and the other seniors laughed and echoed her. Li Wan looked at her classmates, shook her head in disbelief, and said, "Graduating is actually very simple for me. If nothing unexpected happens, I should continue my studies by applying for graduate school." I looked at Xu Qing: "Didn't you apply too?" Xu Qing smiled and said, "I withdrew at the last minute. I might find a job after graduation, or if that doesn't work, I'll find some friends to start a company with." Yang Yang said, "I can't help it, I'll definitely go back to Sichuan. You all know my family situation, it's better for me to work closer to home." Luo Wei looked at everyone, his face full of worry: "I originally contacted a university to be a teacher, but they replied a few days ago that it might not work out, I'm really worried." As everyone knows, Zhang Mi had already found a job at an import and export company.

I said, "Look, everyone's talking about it now, except for Sister Luo Wei, who's almost settled. Do any of you have any leads you can provide to her?" Luo Wei looked at me gratefully, "Thank you." Yang Yang laughed and said, "We're putting in the effort, and you're just being nice. You're really good at thinking things through. Why don't you let her work at your aunt's company?" Everyone agreed. I smiled and said, "Sisters, her company is really hard to get into, and I don't want to put her in a difficult position." Zhang Mi glanced at me meaningfully and said, "You think Xiao Wei would refuse a job?"

Zhang Mi was the only one who knew about my relationship with Zhang Qiong. Once, after we were intimate at home, I lay down on the bed to rest while Zhang Mi went to take a shower. Zhang Qiong happened to come over. Seeing me half asleep, she didn't say much and lay down next to me. I assumed it was Zhang Mi and didn't think much of it. A while later, Zhang Mi came out of the shower and was shocked to see Zhang Qiong lying naked next to me. It woke me up, and Zhang Qiong blushed and quickly got dressed and left. Zhang Mi didn't say much, but she understood why Zhang Qiong would wait for me after class. Afraid she'd say more, I quickly told Luo Wei, "You contact them first. If it's not suitable, I'll ask Aunt Zhang to help you find a solution." Luo Wei thanked me profusely.

Starting in third grade, several older students took turns tutoring me in English. I've never had a talent for languages, and I hadn't studied the school's general English properly. One day, while having lunch with some of the older students, Li Wan said, "You'll definitely be spending a lot of time abroad in the future. Your family's businesses are all overseas; how can you not study English properly?" I joked, "I'll just hire a secretary then." Yang Yang said, "Why don't you just call us teachers? We'll get you fluent in a year."

I initially declined, but eventually couldn't refuse and had to study as they requested. They were quite dedicated. Because our school didn't use the then-common textbooks like *Xu Guozhang English* and *New Concept English*, but instead used self-compiled materials, and the textbooks were all read aloud by foreign teachers, it was like listening to gibberish to me. So they each read the text very slowly from beginning to end, then read it at normal speed, recording it on several cassette tapes for me to take home and listen to. I still cherish those cassette tapes filled with their enthusiasm and occasional laughter.

After everyone understood our relationship, English tutoring became a rotation. Whoever was on my turn after school would come home with me, ostensibly for tutoring (and they did tutor), but everyone knew what was really going on—it always ended up in bed. Everyone did it. So, tutoring me in English became an unspoken excuse for them to coordinate their interactions with me. Of course, they would occasionally make adjustments due to physical discomfort, and I was happy with the current comfortable situation and too lazy to break this balance, so I let them coordinate as they pleased. But deep down, I wished Luo Wei and Zhang Mi would come more often. Zhang Mi had overcome her initial shyness and was now fully in character. Every time I touched her round, soft body in bed, listening to her soft whispers and shy moans made my blood boil. Luo Wei's body, born by the sea and bathed in the sea breeze, was full and soft. His wildness and cries in bed stimulated and satisfied me.

The senior students had finished their last exam; they were both excited and relaxed, yet also lost and bewildered. That evening, to celebrate the end of our studies, I went out to dinner with them. We went to JJ Disco to dance and let loose. After dancing, the six of us went to a street full of bars to drink. The six of us, completely drunk, arrived at my house. Once inside, we all collapsed on the floor. I can hold my liquor better than them; they were so excited they kept drinking, while I was just keeping them company. Seeing all the beautiful women on the floor, their legs spread out in all directions, and the alcohol making me even more aroused, I realized they had all taken off their coats. I climbed on top of Xu Qing, pulled down my pants, and entered her. Xu Qing moaned softly, her body moving instinctively with me.

After a few thrusts, I climbed on top of Luo Wei, quickly pulled down his pants, and thrust inside. Luo Wei groaned in pleasure, his hands flailing wildly upwards. After a few more thrusts, I climbed on top of Yang Yang and began another round of erratic thrusting. I was like a stallion in heat, my veins throbbing as if they were about to burst.

After randomly thrusting into Yang Yang, I climbed onto Zhang Mi. My lower body was already sticky and wet, but I was still erect. I entered Zhang Mi and began to thrust wildly. Suddenly, I saw Li Wan beside her. Li Wan's soft body lay there, her chest rising and falling with her breath. I forgot everything and came out of Zhang Mi's body, turning around and entering Li Wan's body. Li Wan groaned softly and comfortably spread her limbs. Her body was still tight, and the intense pressure made my body feel like it was about to explode. I finally shouted and, like a bursting dam, gushed in.

My shout woke up several senior girls. They first saw the person next to them with their open vagina, and then immediately looked at themselves. Almost simultaneously, they screamed and stared at me. I was already too tired to move and just sat next to Li Wan, panting. They used their last bit of strength to pull the covers over their bodies. Li Wan seemed to still be immersed in the excitement and stimulation from before. It took her a while to realize what was happening. She touched the liquid flowing out from below and glared at me angrily, but I was already sitting there naked, ignoring everything.

Alcohol took its toll; the senior students wanted to move but their limbs were too weak. I silently stood up and helped them sit on the sofa or carpet. Just as I helped Li Wan sit down, she slapped me hard. I couldn't feel the pain anymore, only a numbness in my face. The other senior students exchanged strange looks, and we remained silent. That was my first truly absurd night, but also a thrilling one. That night, I finally, through myself, not only connected the senior students to me, but also made them all one.

After that night, it seemed we had all changed. They acted strangely towards each other. Li Wan refused to speak to me, and it was only through the senior students' repeated attempts to reconcile us that we returned to our previous relationship. But I believe the physical sensations of that night left a deep impression on Li Wan; I could see the longing in her eyes. However, I never dared to take the risk again, leaving her resentful gaze forever etched in my memory.

We went on vacation, and the senior students were about to leave the school. A sense of sadness enveloped us, and I, of course, felt even more reluctant to part. Just when everyone felt life had lost its joy and was feeling lost, Zhang Mi encountered another problem. One day, Luo Wei called me urgently, asking me to rush to the school. I arrived at the senior students' dormitory; they were all there. Zhang Mi was crying with her head down. When she saw me, Xu Qing said, "Zhang Mi is pregnant."

I was at a loss. I had never considered this before. In the past, when I was with Zhang Qiong, I had no concept of contraception; I just knew that sex was enough. The senior students were experienced and naturally knew how to avoid pregnancy or take precautions. Only the naive Zhang Mi was like me; we only cared about having fun and didn't think about anything else. Although such thoughts had flashed through her mind, when she was happy, she was just as reckless as I was. I stared blankly at Zhang Mi and asked the senior students, "What should we do?" Xu Qing said, "Let's go to the hospital with her tomorrow." I quickly nodded. I looked at Zhang Mi and saw a soft glow on her pregnant face. I carefully asked, "Is that okay?" Zhang Mi nodded. What could she possibly object to? I went to her side, put my arm around her shoulder, and she leaned against me, silent.

Li Wan snorted, "What a tragedy." Xu Qing retorted, "Nobody wanted this. If you're going to do it, you have to pay the price." Li Wan glanced at her classmates, knowing that saying anything more would provoke their anger, and fell silent. This was my first child, and I deeply miss Zhang Mi and that unborn child.

The last time we gathered as a group was the day Yang Yang was leaving Beijing to return to Chengdu, Sichuan. We ate together; I don't want to elaborate on the sadness. That night was also the last time Yang Yang and I were intimate. Although we met again in Chengdu afterward, she was already a mother, we didn't go on any dates, and it seems neither of us mentioned the other female students.

I often think back to my wonderful university life and the beautiful female students.

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