Pale Colors Fill the Building

Chapter One: Absolutely Beautiful

In my life before I turned eighteen, Yingying was just a fleeting speck of dust in the vast world. I remember her, just as I remember many beautiful things. I never knew I would fall in love with her. I was in junior high school then, and she was probably still in elementary school. Among a group of still-childish faces, she stood out with her beauty. At that time, I was just beginning to experience romantic feelings, inexplicably in love with the girl with the best grades in my class. Every time I winked at Yingying, I would continue to pursue the kind of love that comes with my age.

It wasn't a feeling of being amazed, and I definitely didn't fall in love with her at first sight.

After graduating from junior high school, I joined the army. In my hometown, a small city, the usual and best choice for boys who had no interest in studying after dropping out of school was to join the army, dedicating their youth to the great motherland for three years, and then exchanging it for a relatively stable job. In my third year in the army, I turned eighteen, looking forward to the day I could take off my uniform, full of hope for the future.

That summer when I turned eighteen, I got my second leave to visit my family, which was legally twenty days long. When I left the military camp, I wasn't sure if I would go back to my hometown. The city where I served was a well-known metropolis in China. I was a member of the People's Armed Police, and the frequent cooperation with the local police on patrols gave me ample opportunity to experience the city's dazzling lights and vibrant nightlife. I even fell in love with the city, or rather, I fell in love with the passionate and open-minded girls there.

Entering my third year of service, the golden period of my military career, I became more adept at navigating social situations and relaxed as discharge approached. The unit leaders began to turn a blind eye to the lives of us veterans. The relaxed treatment allowed me more opportunities to experience the outside world, and a series of unexpected romantic encounters gradually made me familiar with the unique rules of the game of love and relationships in this era.

Being able to take off my uniform for twenty days and step into the bustling world filled me with a joy as liberated as a dove released from its cage.

I stayed in that city for a week, enjoying myself with two or three different girls. In peacetime, military camps no longer just produced a bunch of clueless, awkward soldiers for laughs. Compared to the rampant "handsome guys" in society, my strong physique and unique, upright demeanor gave me the chance to attract many girls.

I spent two days with a wealthy man's daughter in a hotel, and then I decided I should go home. Although my hometown didn't offer anything particularly appealing, and my high school romance had long since faded, a certain feeling still stirred within me during that absurd moment.

I rejected the girl's frantic attempts to stay and her offer to accompany me home. I knew she was actually quite good to me, and I liked her somewhat, but bringing her home didn't feel right. One reason was her wealth; seeing her spend lavishly made me feel subtly inferior.

At the same time, I didn't know how to explain this girl to my family. Bringing a girl home suddenly meant something to my family. I didn't expect her to be my future wife. At that age, romantic ideals about a future wife dominated, and while I was with her, though I was driven by lust time and again, I was never moved by what they called love.

I promised her I'd only stay for about a week. At the peak of my sexual desires, I wanted a short stay to soothe my homesickness before returning to enjoy my vacation. The bright lights of the big city were the ideal place to enjoy freedom and youth; the girls were passionate and unrestrained, and both seduction and being seduced were direct and quick.

Leaving my hometown at such a young age meant there were almost no girls there to satisfy my desires, and in my mind, the girls there were thin and dull, lacking the voluptuousness I fantasized about.

Before getting on the bus, she forcefully stuffed a thick wad of cash into my pocket, saying she wanted me to buy some things for her family. I didn't refuse too much; there was no transaction between us. Refusing something given voluntarily would only hurt something.

A train journey of over ten hours followed by a bumpy two-hour car ride brought me back to my hometown, which I hadn't visited in two years. The small town had changed very little since my last visit; the streets were still the same few, and aside from the added dilapidation of the buildings along the streets after nearly a year, I could hardly find anything new.

Fortunately, the feeling of belonging remained. Looking at the familiar faces on the street, I felt a mix of joy and wonder. After all, this was the place where I was born and raised. After walking along the familiar streets for a while, I already felt like I was home. The young girls on the summer streets frequently caught my eye. Compared to my last visit, their clothing had changed significantly, becoming more graceful, alluring, and vibrant, offering a glimpse of beauty.

And so, I embarked on this journey home that would change my future.

Then Yingying appeared before me. She walked towards me from the opposite direction, and I recognized her immediately. She was no longer the little girl I remembered; she had grown into a young woman brimming with youthful energy, and her legs, visible beneath her short school skirt, were so beautiful they dazzled me. As I gazed into her eyes, I found she was looking at me too, her clear eyes sparkling with something beyond innocence. Something magical in my life struck me; I stopped, staring at her motionless, as if I had seen the most breathtaking thing in the world.

She, too, seemed to be under a spell, quietly meeting my gaze. When I habitually made the same funny face I had two years ago, she actually smiled back. I knew that this girl, who had suddenly grown up, hadn't forgotten me, just like me.

After a brief pause, we both continued walking. In the instant our figures passed each other, I felt a strange sense of loss. I couldn't help but turn back to look for her, and to my delight, I saw her looking back at me as well. I kissed her hard on the palm of my hand and tossed it far away. She looked at me with some surprise, smiled again, and suddenly turned and ran away. As

she turned, I saw her face flushed a sunset-like red. I stared blankly at her retreating figure, suddenly feeling as if I had been struck a heavy blow, my heart churning with a hundred different emotions.

I was certain that something in the universe had struck me.

After visiting my family and exchanging pleasantries, I used the excuse of visiting a comrade to send my regards to escape my parents' almost nagging questions. Suppressing the unease in my heart, I returned to the old streets of the small town. The county town was small, but I didn't know where Yingying was. I desperately wanted to see her again; I longed for even just a glimpse. I regretted not calling out to her then, seeing her gentle smile. If I had spoken to her, I'm sure she wouldn't have refused.

I never knew that longing to see someone could be so agonizing; my desire to see Yingying far surpassed any sexual desire I had ever experienced. I was tormented for a whole night and morning. During that time, I barely remember what I did; it seemed I was constantly lingering on the street where I had met Yingying.

The next day, on the same street, I finally waited for her.

It was school let out, and groups of students, noisy and with various gaits, walked past me. I don't remember what kind of noon it was; the whole world seemed quiet, all the passersby just a static scene of silent passage. I lingered, waiting for the most important protagonist in my life to appear, until Yingying came.

When I called out to her, my heart was pounding, quite unlike my seasoned experience in the battlefield of women. For almost a year, I had become accustomed to confidently inviting girls out. My abundant energy and strong physique had never made me feel inferior in front of any girl; I had proven my charm countless times. But this time, my face flushed and my heart pounded.

I suppressed the pounding in my throat and greeted her with a calm expression: "Hi!"

Yingying was holding two textbooks; I glanced at them—the kind for third-year middle school students—and judged her to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. I said in a big brotherly tone, "Two years have passed, you've grown into a young lady."

Yingying looked at me with some surprise: "You still recognize me?" I smiled: "Of course I do. Two years ago, I saw you almost every day on this road. You were the prettiest among those girls." Yingying said, "I remember you too. You always made faces at me whenever you saw me."

I immediately relaxed, and everything seemed to return to my familiar rhythm. For a child to still remember my funny faces after two years was undoubtedly a huge encouragement. I said to her, "Can we skip going home for lunch? I'll treat you to the best place around here."

Yingying hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay." She smiled, full of trust in me.

Compared to the city where I was serving in the military, the cost of living in my hometown was quite low. The money she had slipped into my pocket before I left was enough for me to live lavishly here for a long time. I took Yingying to the most expensive restaurant and ordered some of the most expensive dishes on the menu.

In the time before the food arrived, I carefully examined Yingying, confirming that this was the girl I had always dreamed of. Her young, healthy smile was beautiful and genuine, without a trace of affectation. I stopped considering her age. I believed that if I couldn't grasp something so beautiful, it would be a lifelong regret.

Yingying asked, "Can you tell me why you invited me to dinner?"

I said, "Because if I couldn't have you for this meal, I really wouldn't feel like eating." I asked Yingying, "Hasn't anyone told you that you've grown into a beautiful young woman? That many boys can't eat because of you?"

The blush that had returned to Yingying's face when she ran away yesterday evening returned. This age is when young girls are just beginning to experience romantic feelings. Although I can't be sure if she understands the true meaning of love now, it's enough that I do. I believe I can guide her to enjoy the joy of love.

I said, "After I saw you yesterday, until I stood before you just now, my mind was completely blank; your image was all I could think about. I told myself: if I have the chance to meet you again, I must tell you I like you, no matter what the consequences are."

Yingying lowered her head, not looking into my eyes for a long time.

I like this shyness. Of all shyness, this unique shyness of a young girl is the most beautiful, capable of making a man give up everything in his life. I told Yingying, "Don't worry, I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to express my true feelings. Whether you accept me or not doesn't matter. I'm already content with just this opportunity to confess." I didn't use the word "love," afraid it would scare her.

Yingying looked up, seemed to have thought for a long time, and said to me, "I've never thought about it. Can you let me think about it?"

At that moment, I felt life begin to sing. I said, "Take your time to think about it. It doesn't matter how long you think about it. You're still young, and I have plenty of time to wait. For me, being able to wait for you until you grow up is the happiest thing I've ever experienced."

In everyone's life, there will definitely be a beautiful day. My day was absolutely beautiful.

Chapter Two: Youthful Impulse

In the following days, Yingying spent most of her free time with me. She didn't give me an answer about whether she accepted my love. Actually, she didn't need an answer anymore. Soon, she got used to my gradually increasing intimacy, enjoying the passionate hugs after each meeting, and pouting her little lips for me to kiss her at the last minute before leaving for school.

I forgot the city where I served in the military, and I forgot the girl in that city. The appearance of love made me discover the most beautiful thing in life, until the sixth or seventh day after I returned home.

These past few days, Yingying had been finding excuses not to come home for dinner almost every day. After school, we would hide in a private room of a small restaurant near the school, enjoying a wonderful time together. Before leaving each time, I would kiss her passionately, almost crushing every bone in her body.

The attraction of love is not like pornography; it seems never to be satisfied, every minute is filled with longing.

Watching Yingying walk into the distant school gate, I also left the restaurant, beginning my new wait. The fragrance of Yingying's lips lingered on my tongue, making my heart flutter again and again. When my phone rang in my arms, I almost forgot it was a call for me.

The phone was a gift from that rich girl from where I was serving in the military; her reason was to make it easier to contact me. After returning home, apart from Yingying using it a few times to ask her family for leave, I had almost forgotten that such a communication device existed.

I looked at the caller ID; it was the number of the girl who gave me the phone. I remembered promising her before I left that I would only stay at home for a week, and now a week has passed.

Her name is Chuchu. Her father is a well-known private entrepreneur in the area, spending most of the year flying around the country. Besides showering his daughter with money, he seems to have given her nothing more.

Chuchu has a mixed bag of friends, all sorts of people. I met her when she asked me to deliver something to the prison guarded by my unit; one of her friends was imprisoned there.

The day after we met, we slept together—a classic case of passionate intimacy, without formalities or pretense. I pulled her into my arms and immediately unbuttoned her shirt. She's young, only eighteen or nineteen, yet she's surrounded by all sorts of men. Given how easily I took her to bed, I believe most of them have slept with her, although she occasionally expresses disdain for them.

I don't care about her relationships with other men besides me, although her excellent body and skills in bed have never disappointed me. I've never thought about how long we'll be together. She will never be the girl who can accompany me to the end of my life, and I have no right to ask anything of her.

The call connected, and I laughed, "What's wrong? Are you finding yourself thirsty without me?"

She didn't answer my question but asked, "Guess where I am?" I said, "Of course you're in bed. I can't think of anywhere else you like besides bed." She said, "Get lost! I only like bed when I'm with you. Every time we get into bed, you carry me there! Stop joking, guess where I am now?"

I chuckled listlessly. "Seriously, you're on Earth. I don't believe you can run to the moon to call me."

Chu Chu said, "I'm not joking with you. I'm in room 412 of the Shanhe Hotel. Do you have time to come see me? I haven't had dinner yet." I barely considered where the Shanhe Hotel was, and quickly said, "Sorry, I just ate. Besides, I'm still at my hometown. How can I find you?" As

soon as I finished speaking, I realized something. There's a hotel called Shanhe Hotel not far from my home. The Shanhe Chu mentioned might be this Shanhe. But I still couldn't quite believe my feelings. In my memory, I had never mentioned my hometown to Chuchu.

Chuchu's slightly smug laughter on the phone confirmed my suspicions. I said, "Really? You're here?

How did you know my address?" Chuchu said, "I just wanted to know, so I found out. How about it? Aren't you surprised?"

I wasn't sure what I felt, but I forced myself to say, "A little bit. Why didn't you let me know before you came? I could have picked you up."

Chuchu said, "I said it was a surprise! Tell me quickly, how long will it take you to get here?"

I smiled and said, "Soon."

Five minutes later, I stood in front of room 412 of the Shanhe Hotel. Before I could even knock, the door burst open, and Chu Chu cheered and jumped into my arms before I could even enter. I hurriedly pulled her into the room and quickly closed the door. Chu Chu asked me, "What are you afraid of? It's not like we're thieves." I said, "This is a small town. The staff here are inexperienced. If they get worried, they might call the police."

Chu Chu said, "Come on, don't you miss me? Making up such a stupid excuse."

I hugged her, pressing my chest against her well-developed breasts until her body gradually softened in my arms. When her hand reached for my belt buckle, I let go of her: "You don't really need this, do you? You came all this way just for this?"

Chu Chu stubbornly unbuckled my belt: "I do need it, okay?"

The young body of an eighteen-year-old seemed truly unable to resist this temptation. Her soft tongue enveloped my penis, and I instantly became aroused. I stood there, holding her head, feeling something beautiful in life beyond love, and no longer refused.

My intense impulse almost pierced Chu Chu's throat; after a few moans, she released me, quickly stripped off her clothes, and said, "I want it, carry me to the bed." I picked her up and tossed her onto the bed. She urged me to undress faster, impatiently opening her body and embracing me passionately.

I touched her and found her thighs already overflowing with desire. Chu Chu let out a moan, and before I could understand what she was muttering, she grabbed my buttocks. I asked curiously, "I've never seen a girl so eager for sex, even more so than us men. What's wrong with you? Give me some time to get into the mood, okay?"

Chu Chu didn't answer my question, but instead arched her back, desperately trying to find my member. I twisted my body to prevent her from succeeding, laughing, "I don't believe you can rape me without my consent?" Just as I finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through my shoulder; she had bitten me, muttering something unintelligible.

I stopped playing hide-and-seek with her using my genitals, ceasing my movements to let her find me. I believed that if I continued to cause her trouble, she might bite off a piece of my shoulder.

After our bodies intertwined, I gradually got into the mood, thrusting into her in rhythm with her movements, feeling the erotic atmosphere of sex. From the perspective of my partner, Chuchu was an exceptional girl, with a superb figure and a great sense of pleasure. When she got aroused, her whole body moaned, giving me an absolute sense of satisfaction.

After about ten minutes, Chuchu began to ramble on before her orgasm, occasionally interspersed with a few words of her local dialect that I couldn't understand at all. I leaned close to her ear: "What are you saying? I don't understand a word."

Chuchu said, "Hurry up, I'm coming."

I increased the speed of my thrusts inside her, feeling waves of heat surging from below, wetting her entire buttocks. I pressed my body down hard, thrusting violently while carefully rubbing her clitoris with my lower body, and whispered, "Tell me, how many men did you sleep with while I was gone?"

"Not a single one." Chu Chu rolled her eyes beneath me, each word a pulsating note accompanied by a moan. This answer struck me as odd. If she were truly driven by lust, she wouldn't be short of men around, would she?

I emphasized, "I don't believe you."

Chu Chu quickened her pace, panting, "Really, right now, I don't want any other man to touch me except you." Her body suddenly stiffened, her arms tightening around me, her vagina beginning to contract. I believed her; at that moment, her mind was almost blank except for the desire for orgasm.

I held her tighter, deepening my penetration and increasing my strength, until she quickly melted into a puddle of flesh in my arms.

Once Chu Chu had completely calmed down, I rolled off her. Although I hadn't ejaculated yet, her lower body was already awash in a pool of fluid. I grabbed a roll of toilet paper and wiped my wet genitals, tossing the rest to Chu Chu, who was lying there with her eyes closed, seemingly resting.

Chu Chu opened her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?" I said, "Let you wipe yourself too, look how wet you are down there." Chu Chu said, "No, I want you to wipe me." I smiled wryly and leaned over to wipe her down there, the wad of paper disappearing quickly beneath her.

As I wiped, I used my fingers to stroke her reddened labia, asking, "Why did you come to see me? Were you

bored at home?" Chu Chu said, "Of course it's because I missed you. If I hadn't missed you, I would have been really bored coming here like an idiot. To be honest, besides you, I haven't found anything here that could move me."

Her words made me smile; this was probably the truth. A sudden sense of confusion flashed through my mind: What am I to Chu Chu? Why is she being so kind to me?

After meeting Chuchu, I often made time to spend with her. Looking back, she was always very good to me. She would take me to the best restaurants and book the most luxurious rooms. When she took me shopping, she never forgot to buy me expensive suits and shirts that I could only dream of.

The first time she gave me a gift, I didn't refuse. I took her gift as a way of flattering me. Everyone likes to be flattered, and she was a young and beautiful girl, which was hard for a man to resist out of vanity. As our relationship progressed, her giving me gifts gradually became a habit, and I just let it go.

Chuchu's nonchalant attitude towards money was another reason why I didn't feel my self-esteem was hurt. The way she spent money was like that of a spoiled child. I interpreted this attitude as her being a spendthrift, having too much money too easily, so she didn't know how to cherish it. I thought, if she didn't show her spendthrift side to me, she would definitely show it to others. Since she was destined to be a spendthrift, it didn't matter whether she was spending it in front of others or me.

I laughed self-deprecatingly . I suddenly realized that, apart from the military uniform, everything I wore, from my clothes to the things in my bag, was bought by Chu Chu. I hadn't calculated the total value, but with my monthly military allowance of a few dozen yuan, it would probably take me until the next century to pay it all back.

Even the coat, shirt, shoes, socks, and the cash in my pocket that I had just tossed at the foot of the bed were all from Chu Chu. This discovery made me uneasy. I wasn't sure what all this meant, but looking at Chu Chu, who had followed me all the way to this small county town, I began to understand that what she had given me couldn't be explained away by the excuse of being a spendthrift.

I forced a smile and jokingly asked Chu Chu, "You haven't fallen in love with me, have you?" Chu Chu said, "Dream on, what's so great about you?" I shook my head, "I don't know, you're the only one who can answer that. It's no use talking about what I'm good at; it's not something you can just boast about."

Chu Chu laughed and said, "I don't see anything good about you either. By the way, now that I'm done, what will you do?"

I was a little confused, "What do you mean, what will I do?" Chu Chu gently slapped my still-erect penis, "Here, you haven't ejaculated yet."

My fingers slid down her labia to another opening, "I want this part, okay? Will you give it to me?" Chu Chu was startled and quickly covered herself with her hand, "No, not here. I've never tried it before." I said, "That's why I want this part. Will you give it to me?"

Chu Chu looked at me pleadingly, "Can't you not go here? Even a finger can't fit here, and you're so thick, won't you hurt me to death? Please, I'll use my mouth to help you, okay?"

She leaned in and tried to kiss me. I stepped aside: "If you don't want to, that's fine. I don't like things forced, so don't force me." As I said this, I felt a little cruel. I saw a heartbreaking panic on Chu Chu's face, and I cursed under my breath, knowing in my heart that this little vixen had really fallen for me.

Chu Chu pounced on me, hugging my body as I tried to move away, looking at me with a pitiful expression: "No, I promise you."

I felt a pang of sympathy; I had never seen Chu Chu show this expression in front of me before, but I still hardened my heart and asked: "Really?"

Chu Chu lay on the bed, sticking her buttocks high up towards me. Looking at the small chrysanthemum between her snow-white buttocks, I hesitated, unsure if I could insert something so thick. I slowly stroked it, tentatively inserting a finger. Chu Chu seemed to be trembling all over: "Be gentle, I'm really afraid of pain."

I leaned over, pressing hard against her tight opening, feeling the immense resistance and Chu Chu's trembling, and said wickedly: "If you're afraid, don't make me do it. I told you, I don't like things forced."

Chu Chu turned her head, looking at me with a wronged expression: "You know I didn't mean that. As long as I can give you, I'm willing to give you everything." She grabbed a pillow, buried her head deeply in it, and her buttocks rose up again with a desperate leap, as white as a lamb to the slaughter.

I couldn't pretend to be cruel anymore. My penis slowly slid down her buttocks, to the edge of her soft, moist vagina, and inserted itself with the gentlest speed. Chu Chu turned around happily, responding to my penetration with her delighted body, giving me another wave of excitement and pleasure.

After a night of passion, I felt tired when I woke up the next morning. Not entirely physically, but also emotionally. I didn't know how I should see Yingying again.

Love is pure, at least I think it should be pure at this moment. I can't imagine whether I could shamelessly tell another girl I love her after I've just climbed off one girl's body. I don't even have the courage to imagine seeing Yingying again.

I can't control the turmoil in my heart, and this turmoil intensifies as school lets out. I smoke one cigarette after another, not knowing where to go.

Chuchu in my arms was awakened by my restless commotion. She looked at me strangely and said softly, "What's wrong? You seem preoccupied."

I said, "I'm fine." After hesitating for a moment, I said to her, "You should sleep a little longer. I want to go home and see my family, and let them know. Otherwise, if I don't go home to sleep tonight, they'll worry."

Chuchu asked in confusion, "Worried about what? You're a grown man, a grown adult. Are you worried someone will eat you? You used to sleep away from home every day, why weren't they worried?" I smiled, "It's precisely because I haven't slept at home for over two years that my family is worried about me now that I'm finally back. You continue..." "Go back to sleep, I'll keep you company this afternoon."

Chu Chu jumped off the bed with me and hugged my waist from behind: "I'm not sleeping anymore, I want to go home with you." I smiled bitterly: "Go home with me? How am I supposed to explain you to my family? Besides, my home is too simple, I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable." Chu Chu asked: "Are you afraid that if I'm with you, it will embarrass you?"

I said: "You know perfectly well that's not it."

Chu Chu was silent for a while, then hugged me even tighter, and I could feel her heart pounding violently through her bare breasts against my back. I said: "What's wrong? It's not like we're parting forever, are you afraid I won't come back?"

Chu Chu said: "I don't care, I don't want you to leave for even a minute. I don't know anyone here, you can't just leave me alone."

I smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that serious, is it? I'm only leaving for a very short time." I turned around and faced Chu Chu, and saw two bright tears glistening in her eyes. I sighed inwardly, completely abandoning the idea of using this opportunity to see Yingying.

I asked her, "How long do you want me to stay here with you?"

Chu Chu's face immediately lit up with a smile, tears rolling down her cheeks and clinging to her cute chin: "That depends on when you go back. I want you to stay with me the whole time, and take me back with you. On the way here, I was so sad I almost died. I will never again travel alone for more than ten hours by train."

I said helplessly, "Even after I go back, I can't stay with you forever. I'm serving in the military, and many times I have no choice in what I do, you know? I hope you won't make things difficult for me."

Chu Chu said, "I won't. We've been together for so long, have I ever made things difficult for you?" I smiled bitterly. She was telling the truth. In the past, she had never made me feel like I was being put in a difficult position.

Chu Chu asked me, "When are you planning to go back to the army?"

I quickly made a decision: "Tomorrow." I said, "I was originally planning to go back tomorrow, but who knew you'd come today."

Chu Chu said, "I wanted to give you a surprise. Don't you want me by your side on the way back?"

I quickly replied, "Of course I do!"

There was an air-conditioned train passing through the city's train station at 11 PM, and I decided to take Chu Chu on the night train back the following day. Sleeping through the journey would make time lose its tedium.

Aside from eating at the hotel's restaurant, we stayed in the room. With me by her side, Chu Chu didn't ask to see any of the local sights. Actually, it was backward and impoverished, and there really wasn't much to see.

Before leaving, Chu Chu insisted on visiting my home. Chu Chu said, "Since you've come all this way, you should at least let me meet your family. At the very least, I should know where your home is, right? Otherwise, if you get lost, where will I find you? If you don't want to explain anything to your family, just say I'm just an ordinary friend. Your family wouldn't restrict your right to make ordinary friends, would they?"

I didn't want to cause any more trouble, and refusing Chu Chu's request wasn't a wise choice. I stopped thinking about how to explain things to my family; that was a problem for later. I just wanted to get Chu Chu away as quickly as possible.

At my house, Chu Chu presented a surprising side to me. She was completely different from her usual spoiled and arrogant self, displaying the demeanor of a well-mannered and graceful young lady. Seeing the gifts Chu Chu brought out, I realized that her visit to my house had been part of her plan all along. She had meticulously prepared so many sweet treats before she even arrived. Every family member received a gift: my father received a classic electric shaver, my mother a genuine pearl necklace, and my two younger sisters, who were still in school, each received a brand-new handheld computer.

Every gift was priceless. Chu Chu smiled sweetly, every greeting was polite and appropriate, and every reply was poised and graceful. I really wondered if she had studied acting professionally.

I think my family was completely charmed by this polite and beautiful girl. My two younger sisters beamed with happiness, constantly calling Chu Chu "sister" and "older sister." My mother took every opportunity to carefully observe this radiant girl. My father was more reserved, not scrutinizing her as directly as my mother, but from his constant direction of my mother and sisters preparing various food and drinks for our guests, I thought they must have assumed that my impromptu visit with Chu Chu was sending them a very important signal.

The bad thing was that they all seemed very satisfied.

When I tried to stop my mother from going to the kitchen to prepare dinner, Chu Chu quickly got up and accompanied her to the kitchen. I stopped Chu Chu at the kitchen door and gently scolded her, "Can you even cook? Besides, we have too much time for dinner, and we still have a two-hour bus ride to the train station." Chu Chu smiled gently, seemingly not understanding my meaning at all, "I'll just help the auntie out. You go watch TV; the kitchen isn't for men."

I watched helplessly as she went into the kitchen, knowing she was deliberately telling my mother what she was doing.

After dinner, Chuchu again insisted on washing the dishes in the kitchen. As it got later and later, I was increasingly anxious in the living room.

Although no one in the family asked what was going on between Chuchu and me, I believed they were all thinking something. I felt increasingly passive, unsure how things would unfold and catch me off guard.

Finally, Chuchu and her mother walked into the living room from the kitchen. I didn't give Chuchu a chance to continue her act and quickly announced to the family, "There's a mission at the military base. I have to go back with Chuchu tonight. It's a two-hour train ride to the city, and we don't have time to stay home any longer."

I ignored the surprised expressions on everyone's faces and said to Chuchu, "Shall we go?"

The power of a gift is boundless, the power of a lady is boundless, the power of beauty and wisdom combined is boundless, and the power of the desire for beauty is boundless. My parents almost simultaneously tried to persuade me to stay: "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?

It's so late. Even if you have something to do, can't you wait until tomorrow?" My two younger sisters were even more disgruntled, saying to me, "What do you mean? Sister Chuchu just arrived and you're already saying you want to go back?"

I glared at Chuchu fiercely.

Chuchu smiled her gentlest smile and said to them, "I'm so sorry, actually, I didn't tell my family before I came. They must be very worried about me now. This afternoon, my mother called Ading, hoping he could send me back as soon as possible."

I ignored Chuchu's cleverness and silently picked up Chuchu's luggage and walked out. As we left the house, I heard Chuchu say to them behind me, "No need to see me off. I'll come to see you again in the future."

On the way to the train station, we were both in low spirits in the taxi. Chuchu lacked the excitement and joy she had shown at my house, and I was also preoccupied, unsure of what to say. We barely exchanged a word the entire way; the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like it was about to rain.

After getting out of the taxi to buy tickets, Chuchu rushed ahead, practically running with her luggage. I rushed up to her after a few steps and stopped her, only to find her face streaked with tears.

After a long silence, Chu Chu said, "Never mind, I'll go back alone. Your vacation isn't over yet. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble."

My heart was in turmoil. I stiffly tried to pull her into my arms, to embrace her helplessness and grievance, but she forcefully pulled away. She lowered her head and slowly said, "You don't need to force yourself. This isn't the outcome you want. No matter how tightly you hold me now, you'll still push me away in the end."

I was confused. "Chu Chu, this isn't like you. In my mind, you shouldn't be like this."

Chu Chu asked, "What if this is what I'm really like? Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you know what I'm really like." I was speechless. Perhaps I truly never understood Chu Chu. Having experienced a few simple romantic encounters, I thought I was familiar with the rules of the game between men and women in this era. Today, I realized I knew nothing at all.

My heart was filled with helplessness. This scene had never occurred in my experience before. I whispered, "I don't know how things turned out this way. I don't know what to say to you."

Chu Chu looked up at me, her eyes filled with an indescribable heaviness. She asked me, "Do you really want me to say it out loud? You know even if I don't say it, I've fallen in love with you. I don't know when it started, but now, it seems like it's time to end it."

I could barely breathe; a heavy stone seemed to weigh on my heart.

Chu Chu said, "The first time we were together, when you slowly unbuttoned my clothes, I felt so weak in your presence. I didn't know how to refuse you. When you carried me to bed, I forgot the reserve a girl should have when naked in front of a man. The nervousness and joy of being held in your arms overwhelmed me. It wasn't until you left that I started to regret it. I spent the whole night wondering what kind of girl I was in your eyes."

Larger tears fell from Chu Chu's face; I could almost hear the sound of them hitting the ground.

"Later, when we were together, you asked me how many men I'd slept with while you weren't around. I laughed and said I wouldn't tell you; I couldn't prove I hadn't given my body to other men after you. That day after you left, I cried all night, regretting that I wasn't a virgin when I slept with you."

I was shocked. Was this really the Chu Chu I knew? I silently put my arm around Chu Chu's shoulder and pressed her tears against my chest. I slowly said, "I never cared whether you were a virgin when you gave yourself to me."

Chu Chu said, "But I did care. Yesterday, when you said you wanted my back, I was scared. I never imagined anyone would touch my back. But the person who wanted it was you. I thought, it's my happiness to still have a place in my body that I can give you completely."

I was speechless for a long time. Chu Chu's pert buttocks flashed before my eyes, and I suddenly understood the meaning that moment meant to Chu Chu.

The most beautiful and precious thing a girl has is never her pretty appearance or alluring body, but her heart that holds deep love. In that instant, I was moved by a love clearly displayed before me, yet also felt a pang of unease, ashamed of my own love.

I shook my head, trying to shake off the lingering image of Yingying that had haunted my mind for the past two days, and cupped Chu Chu's face, as delicate as a pear blossom battered by rain, and kissed her deeply.

I said to Chu Chu, "Remember what you said. Don't wait until I really want you in the back, then use fear of pain as an excuse. I promise, next time I will never be so gentle."

Chu Chu looked at me with a wronged expression, her eyes holding something that moved me. I said fiercely, "What are you looking at? It's not too late to regret it now, otherwise, just wait until your butt gets a beating after you get on the train."

Chu Chu laughed through her tears, gently reaching out and pinching my chest hard.

Chapter Three: The Woman in the Lower Bunk

Since it wasn't the first train, we didn't get a whole sleeper compartment. I said to Chu Chu with some regret, "It seems impossible to complete such a difficult task as 'first time opening the back garden'." Chu Chu ignored me, a faint shyness in her eyes, which was quite charming.

The tickets were for two upper-level sleeper berths; the lower berths were occupied by another man and woman. When Chu Chu and I pushed open the door, they both looked embarrassed, and their disheveled clothes suggested we'd been startled.

While we were tidying up the berths, the woman got up and left. Of the two, I was more interested in the woman. The man, nearing middle age, was somewhat overweight and his large gold ring gave him a slightly tacky air, but otherwise, he wasn't particularly unpleasant. The woman, however, was young and beautiful, in her early twenties, with a curvaceous figure and excellent poise. As she entered, I noticed her full, white breasts through her open collar.

After the woman left, the man quickly regained his composure, casually reclining on the berth with an indifferent expression. I could sense that, just as my attention was mostly on the woman, he had been secretly glancing at Chu Chu out of the corner of his eye since we entered. I chuckled inwardly; it seemed men were all the same, always interested in women.

There was very little luggage, only Chu Chu's small bag. Since it was an upper berth, I didn't rush up after putting my luggage away. I told Chuchu to go to the carriage entrance to smoke. The journey was long and lonely, and I could only kill time for the boring ten-plus hours.

After finishing my cigarette, I ran into the woman from my compartment on my way back. She came out of the restroom, and I could tell she had just touched up her makeup; she had a more dignified air about her than before. When she saw me, she even smiled politely at me.

I smiled back. Sharing a boat ride is already a blessing from a past life, let alone being in the same compartment.

Looking at her in public, she didn't seem like a frivolous woman; her every move exuded elegance. If I hadn't witnessed that ambiguous scene earlier, this woman might have left me with a sense of nobility.

My first impression was that they weren't a couple; married couples shouldn't have that kind of lustful urgency.

Back in the compartment, the man fawned over the woman, but she remained indifferent, lying down on her bunk, claiming to be tired. On the upper bunk, I chatted with Chuchu for a while, then drifted off to sleep.

I was awakened by some noise, vaguely hearing the train attendant calling for passengers to prepare to disembark. My lust surged, and I forced myself to stay awake. I felt there was still some time before dawn, and I didn't want to miss the chance to make love with Chuchu on the train.

The lights in the compartment were off, only blurry outlines visible. After the flight attendant left, the man in the lower berth was quietly tidying his luggage in the darkness, his movements almost silent. After finishing, he sat quietly on his berth, seemingly watching the woman opposite him. She was still asleep, her breathing even.

The silence lasted for about ten minutes. I was almost asleep again when I suddenly noticed the man stand up, seemingly observing my and Chu Chu's movements. I half-closed my eyes and pretended to be sound asleep, watching his every move.

The man stood cautiously for a while, then moved to the woman's side and gently sat down beside her. I couldn't hear him waking her at all. I watched him strangely for a long time, then saw him gently stroking her face. The woman remained still for a long time. I felt something was off; this didn't seem like he was trying to wake her.

The man's hand gradually moved from her face, slipping under the blanket and touching somewhere. The woman woke up, her body making slight movements, but without making a sound. A lewd atmosphere permeated the compartment. I became increasingly certain that this wasn't a couple, or even fellow travelers getting off at the next stop.

The man's movements grew more forceful; the blanket was pulled aside, revealing most of the woman's breasts. I held my breath, afraid to disturb this spectacle.

The man pressed down, one hand reaching for the woman's pants. She struggled slightly, but they were still half-undone. The light was too dim to see their silent, lewd act; I could only sense how far they had progressed.

I silently cursed the darkness, feeling my own lust rising.

The train gradually slowed. The woman pushed the man away, pulling the blanket over herself to adjust. The man cupped her face, wanting to kiss her, but she gently turned away, only managing a kiss on her cheek. Before leaving her, the man said, "Be sure to call me."

The woman gave some kind of response, and the man kissed her again, quickly leaving the moment the train came to a complete stop.

The instant the door closed, through the light from outside the compartment, I saw the woman looking at me. I opened my eyes wide to meet her gaze, without looking away.

A few minutes later, the train continued its journey. In the darkness, my heart fluttered with desire. The woman in the lower berth was silent, but I was certain a strong aura of lust emanated from her. I could vaguely sense her silent, throbbing desire, just as hungry as I was.

A comrade in the army once told me about a romantic encounter on a train. On his lonely journey, he was fortunate enough to share a compartment with a beautiful young woman. Their passion ignited, and they made love almost immediately, sleeping soundly until dawn before going their separate ways.

While envious, we were both somewhat skeptical of the story's veracity. He smiled faintly and said, "Believe it or not."

The current situation was somewhat similar to his account, the only difference being the presence of Chu Chu in the compartment.

I believed that if Chu Chu weren't there, she would definitely not refuse me if I went to that woman now.

I gazed at the opposite berth; in the darkness, I could only make out Chu Chu's general outline. As I looked, a sudden feeling arose: Chu Chu was awake, watching me from the shadows.

This feeling was like a burning fire, and after enduring it for almost the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, I couldn't control myself any longer. I jumped off the bunk and went to Chu Chu's side. She was indeed awake, her eyes glowing in the darkness.

I reached my hand inside Chu Chu's thigh. In the darkness, her breathing was rapid, her body was burning hot, and her crotch was wet and glistening. I whispered in her ear, "Come to the toilet with me."

After a moment, Chu Chu still didn't reply, so I increased the pressure of my fingers on her crotch. "It's the middle of the night, there's definitely no one outside."

Chu Chu whispered, "I'll go, you stay." I was stunned, not understanding what Chu Chu meant. "What?"

Chu Chu said, "I know what you want to do. I'll go out and give you a chance."

Chu Chu pushed my hand away, got off the bunk, grabbed a stack of toilet paper, and went out the door. I was startled by Chu Chu's absurd idea and quickly followed her out. Reaching the restroom door, Chu Chu turned around and asked me, "Why did you follow me out?"

I feigned anger, "What do you mean? What do you take me for?"

Chu Chu laughed, "Stop pretending. Honestly, don't you want to sleep with that woman?" She hugged me and gently kissed me on the lips, "I love you, so I want to make you happy."

I stared intently into Chu Chu's eyes, "Are you serious or not?"

Chu Chu said, "Of course I'm serious. I'm not a petty girl, and I have faith in you. You're not the kind of man who falls in love with someone after sleeping with them." She kissed me again and said, "As long as you promise to treat me well and never abandon me, I'll give you plenty of opportunities to experience the pleasures of romance.

I have a friend who seems to still be a virgin. If you behave well, I'll introduce you to her when we get back." Then she

pushed open the bathroom door and went in. Seeing me still standing there blankly, she smiled and asked, "What are you waiting for?" I said, "No, you can help me. Everyone's sleeping, it won't disturb us."

Chu Chu said, "When did you become a man with the desire but not the courage? Go back and go find that woman, just like the first time you pulled me into your arms. You don't need to say anything, she definitely won't refuse you."

I blocked her from closing the bathroom door: "What's so good about her? She's just two breasts and a hole! I lost control because the scene just now was too exciting, it's definitely not her that attracted me. You can help me once, I don't want to hurt your feelings because of her."

Chu Chu said, "With your words, I won't be sad. I'll stay outside for half an hour, and I'll go back in half an hour. If you still have the energy then, make love to me in the private room. They can do it, why do we have to hide in the bathroom?" She looked at me for a while at the door, a sweet smile in her eyes, and gently closed the door.

Walking back down the quiet corridor, Chu Chu's smile kept replaying in my mind, moving me once again.

About half an hour later, Chu Chu came in and climbed directly onto my bed. We embraced and kissed passionately in the small space. Chu Chu whispered in my ear, "Did you get on top of her?"

I nodded. Chu Chu's breathing quickened, and she repeatedly asked how it felt. I didn't answer, only focusing on running my hands over her body, carefully arousing her desire.

Chu Chu quietly asked, "Do you still have the energy to give me one more time?"

I whispered, "Wait until I go outside to wash up; I just pulled out."

Chu Chu was a little dissatisfied: "No, I can't wait." She rolled over on top of me, peeled off my penis, and opened her mouth to clean it for me. Soon, my penis gradually regained its vitality in Chu Chu's mouth. Just as I was about to try it myself, I heard the woman on the lower bunk roll down. The door opened and she quickly walked out.

We smiled at each other. I asked Chu Chu, "How does it taste?" Chu Chu said, "It smells really strong."

I said, "Who told you to be so impatient? When I was inside that woman, I could feel that she had already been filled with that man's semen. She was slippery, like she was filled with paste."

Chu Chu quickly pushed me away, spat out all the liquid in her mouth, and asked me somewhat exasperatedly, "Why didn't you say so sooner? You almost made me vomit."

I laughed and said, "You let me sleep with other women, so of course I'll give you the chance to taste other men."

Chu Chu cursed me for being a jerk and almost got up to leave. I quickly grabbed her, and Chu Chu stubbornly said, "No, I need to brush my teeth first." I grabbed her hand and placed it on my erect penis, whispering, "He's waiting for you." Chu Chu hesitated for a moment, and finally I flipped her down.

I quickly pulled her pants down halfway and forcefully thrust inside.

I lingered on Chuchu for a long time, meticulously satisfying her needs while slowly savoring the differences between her and the woman in the lower bunk. Chuchu beneath me was already panting heavily with each thrust. I was afraid she would lose control and wake the people in the next bunk, so I kept kissing her to silence her. I couldn't help but think of the woman in the lower bunk; from the moment I entered her until I ejaculated, she made almost no sound, yet I could feel her intense reaction. Every muscle in her body seemed to be groaning during the vigorous intercourse.

I closed my eyes, carefully recalling the hidden passion within that woman's body and the silent pleasure of defiling her, my movements becoming increasingly intense. Chuchu's panting seemed to transform into the trembling of the woman in the lower bunk, her toes tensing. In the sudden, intense surge deep within my penis, I desperately suppressed the urge to scream, and ejaculated amidst Chuchu's frenzied thrashing.

When I woke up, it was already bright daylight. The woman in the lower bunk appeared to have already washed and dressed, sitting elegantly on her bunk, flipping through a beautifully bound magazine. When I got off, her expression was natural, as if nothing had happened the night before.

I sat down on the empty berth after the man left. The woman opposite me glanced at me and smiled politely, just like when I met her in the corridor the night before. I couldn't help but admire this woman from the bottom of my heart; her mental state had almost reached a certain realm described in Buddhist verses. At this moment, she seemed to embody the idea that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.

The train made brief stops at each station, and then departed at each station. After Chu Chu woke up, she sat down next to me, waiting for our destination. No one mentioned the night before again; like the small stations we passed, everything was left behind.

When we got off the train, we found that the woman in the lower berth had chosen the same destination as us. She smiled at us one last time and quickly disappeared into the hurried crowd.

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