Falling in love with a beautiful teacher

Chapter 1: A Date with a Beautiful Teacher

I'm a proud, pathetic college loser. Living is a waste of air, dying is a pollution of the land—that's me, someone who doesn't strive for anything, just coasting through college.
College? Holy crap! If my dad hadn't kicked me out of the house with a carrying pole, I'd never have come to this third-rate vocational college.
It's the weekend; most of my classmates are either hooking up or out with their goddesses. The only thing a single loser like me can do is hole up in my dorm playing League of Legends online.
I don't know if it's just bad luck today, but I'm losing every single game. Damn it!
In a fit of anger, I threw down my mouse and lay on my bed playing on my phone. I browsed a few forums, posted a couple of threads, saved some pictures of other people's private parts to masturbate tonight, and then casually opened WeChat.
I rarely use WeChat; I always feel like it was invented for rich, handsome guys to hook up. For a loser like me, the success rate is extremely low—I've never succeeded even once.
As usual, I searched for a few people nearby, said hello, and unsurprisingly, didn't receive a single reply. Frustrated, I started searching for messages in bottles again.
I retrieved three in a row, all containing rambling nonsense. But when I opened the fifth one, I was instantly excited.
"Life is full of disappointments, so indulge yourself once in a while. If we're in the same city, whoever finds this message will meet up. Reply with your phone number if you're interested."
Holy crap!
Am I having some incredible luck today? Even with a one-in-a-million chance, I managed to hit her? I checked her profile, and she was indeed in the same city as me. Unfortunately, it wasn't a real profile picture, and there were no photos in her album. People
who don't use real profile pictures are either too ugly or unwilling to reveal their privacy. I really have no experience with hookups. Excitedly, I replied with my number. The message
in the bottle didn't show the time, so I didn't know when I threw it, or if she'd even come out yet. I waited a while without a reply or a call, feeling a little disappointed. I guessed it was hopeless. I played for a while longer and then went to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken by a ringing phone. I picked up my phone and saw it was an unknown number. I thought, "Could it be that person I was looking for a hookup with?" and quickly answered.
It was quiet on the other end, so I said "Hello" and asked who it was. Then I heard a gentle, pleasant voice.
"Are you in the same city as me?" The voice was soft, and the other person seemed a little nervous.
"Yes." I recognized her immediately and perked up, feeling incredibly excited. Damn, even a loser like me can have his day! But then I felt like that voice sounded familiar.
She said she was near Longwang Bridge, and I got even more excited. What a coincidence! I live in Longwang Bridge! No wonder it sounded familiar; I might have even seen her on the street before.
But then I suddenly realized that if she was using a message in a bottle to hook up, she probably didn't want to reveal her true identity and wanted to distance herself from her social circle. If I said we were in the same place, the deal would probably fall through. So I said she was in a slightly farther area.
She hesitated for a moment, then suggested a place somewhere in between, and said we'd meet at six, no waiting if I was late, before hanging up.
Damn! I stared blankly at my phone, unable to resist cursing. If she's out hooking up, she's probably a slut, been fucked by countless men, and still acting all high and mighty.
Although I was a little annoyed, I had to admit I was really attracted. Her voice was so beautiful, even my buddies were getting a little aroused. And this kind of opportunity was incredibly precious to me. I didn't care if she was a black or pink-skinned girl.
These days, pink-skinned girls are practically extinct; even if they exist, they're not something a loser could get. One should be content; having a black-skinned girl is already pretty good.
I checked the time; it was already past four in the afternoon. It would take about twenty minutes by taxi from here to the agreed-upon place. Thinking about my first ever hookup, I couldn't resist any longer and got out of bed to take a shower. After
showering, I changed into clean clothes, squeezed a ripe pimple in front of the mirror, and then shaved while humming a song.
Seeing my flamboyant appearance, Zhang Xing, the only remaining close buddy in my dorm, couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Nan, where are you headed, all dressed up like a pro?"
"So you're allowed to dress up every day, but I can't?" This guy was really sleazy, I retorted with utter contempt.
"Damn! I know what kind of person you are. Nothing's done for nothing. Tell me honestly, are you on a date with someone? I just saw you take a call."
Zhang Xing circled me, grinning lewdly. Damn, he's definitely a good buddy; he knows whether I'm about to poop or fart the moment I stick my butt
out. "None of your business! You son of a bitch, go play with your balls somewhere else." I kicked him and laughed, cursing.
"Hey! Nan, we're all in this together. You can't just leave me alone in the dorm to masturbate if you're hooking up. If you don't explain yourself today, you're not leaving this room."
Zhang Xing blocked the dorm door, looking like he was ready to die.
I checked my phone; it was already past five. No time to waste arguing with this bastard, so I just walked over and quickly subdued him on the bed.
"If you keep bastarding, I'll fucking rip your ass out!"
I was the ringleader of the kids in our neighborhood, practically raised on fighting. Zhang Xing was weaker than me; he was no match for me.
"Really? Hurry up! Come on, baby! My ass only blooms for you! Come on, go all out on me!" Zhang Xing said shamelessly.
Looking at Zhang Xing like a sow in heat, I felt like throwing up. This bastard was disgusting. I grabbed a fork that someone had left on the bed and stabbed it into his ass.
Zhang Xing jumped up, clutching his ass and screaming. I laughed and asked, "You're the one who told me to go all out on you. Want to come on?"
"I bought a watch last year!" Zhang Xing screamed, then lunged at me, baring his teeth and claws.
I threw the fork down and ran out of the dorm. When it comes to running away, that idiot Zhang Xing is only good enough to eat shit after me.
After leaving school, I hailed a cab and headed straight to the meeting place. All the way, I couldn't help but fantasize about what she looked like; I was incredibly excited.
The meeting place was the Red House Cafe on Shuanghua Road, and I arrived more than ten minutes early. However, I didn't go straight to the Red House Cafe; instead, I sat in the KFC across the street, drinking milk tea while watching her. I
did this because I was worried about being set up. After all, it was our first meeting, and I didn't even know if she was pretty or ugly. I had decided that if she had friends with her or was too ugly, I would decisively retreat.
If I couldn't hook up, what was the point? I might as well go back, watch a couple more movies, masturbate, and go to sleep.
About five minutes later, my phone rang; it was her calling. I didn't answer, but instead observed the other side. Soon, I saw a black-haired woman standing at the entrance of the Red House Cafe, talking on the phone.
Could it be her?! I couldn't stay calm any longer. The dark-haired woman was carrying a handbag, wearing a bohemian-style dress, and large sunglasses. She appeared to be quite tall and voluptuous.
Holy crap! That figure looks amazing! But damn, wearing sunglasses in the middle of the afternoon, does she think she's a celebrity? Even though I can't see her face clearly, that body alone is enough to make my heart flutter.
As the saying goes, "A sexy look is in the eyebrows, a beautiful look is in the legs." Looking at her long, shapely legs, she must be incredibly skilled in bed!
I quickly walked out of KFC before answering the phone; I needed to confirm if it was really her.
"I'm here, how about you?" Her voice was still very low.
"You're early. But I just arrived too, I was just about to call you, where are you?" I asked as I crossed the street.
"Right in front of the Red House, I'm wearing a bohemian dress."
Hearing this, I became even more excited. Holy crap, it really is her! Looks like God is on my side. Then I told her I saw her, on her right. Seeing her look over, I waved vigorously, hung up the phone, and quickly walked over.
"Why are you wearing sunglasses in the middle of the afternoon? Afraid of being recognized..."
I walked up to her, smiling and greeting her. As I spoke, she had already taken off her sunglasses. In that instant, I couldn't even finish the "what?"! My friends and I were completely stunned!
What the hell?! Am
I seeing things?! She's actually the beautiful new teacher at our school this semester!
Holy crap!
What's going on?! I hooked up with a teacher! This is terrible! I instantly had the urge to turn and run!
"Come on, let's go in and have a coffee."
She glanced at me indifferently, as if I were just a passerby, then pushed open the door and went into the coffee shop. I stood there, frozen, my mind a jumble of emotions. Should I go in or not?
This was a serious question.
Clearly, she didn't recognize me. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so nonchalant. That wasn't surprising; the semester had only been going on for a month, and she wasn't even in my department. It was normal that she didn't recognize me.
As for how I know her, it's because she's so famous at school. Our school is so small, and suddenly a stunningly beautiful teacher arrives, it naturally causes a sensation. I even went to listen to her class.
But I never imagined that the teacher, who was like a goddess in my eyes, would actually be a slut. That makes me a little sad. It's like falling for a goddess, only to find out one day she's a prostitute. That's how I feel right now.
It's complicated, so conflicted! Should I go in? Should I still hook up?

Second stage: a honey trap?

I never dreamed that my first hookup, which I'd been waiting for, would be with the prettiest new teacher in our school. I don't know if I'm incredibly lucky or incredibly unlucky.
Damn it!
Since I'm already here, I can't leave empty-handed. It's just a teacher, right? Holy crap! Since she's out hooking up, she's probably not a good person. Maybe she's just a slut pretending to be virtuous, and who knows how many men she's slept with.
If others can have sex with her, why can't I? Even if she finds out later, she probably won't be stupid enough to tell.
On the contrary, she'll be terrified I'll tell. That way, wouldn't I be able to use this opportunity to have sex with her a few more times? And then develop a long-term sex relationship?
I have to admit, I'm a bit cunning. But when I found out it was her, the goddess image I had of her completely crumbled.
One thing I have to admit, she's really beautiful, and I really want to sleep with her! She's a slut anyway, might as well have some free sex, and I'll want to have more afterward, especially since she's a stunning teacher.
Having figured this out, I didn't hesitate or have any mental baggage. I went straight into the coffee shop and sat down opposite her.
To be honest, I don't really like coffee; I prefer tea.
Neither of us spoke. I secretly observed her; her face was calm, revealing neither joy nor sorrow. She elegantly stirred her coffee, every movement natural and graceful, exuding a goddess-like aura and气质 (qi zhi - a kind of refined elegance/aura), showing absolutely no trace of the air of a woman of the night.
Moreover, I noticed that many men were secretly glancing at her, then glancing at me with a familiar glint in their eyes—envy, jealousy, and hatred!
Because when I see beautiful women walking with men who aren't handsome, I also look at them with that same gaze, silently cursing: "What a fucking slut getting fucked by a dog, what a waste of good food."
I bet 99.9% of the men here felt the same way. Damn it, I never thought I'd be playing the role of the pig and the dog for once.
She ignored the intense stares around her, continuing to elegantly sip her coffee, not speaking to me.
What the hell does this mean? Is she treating me like I'm invisible? Damn it, I'll fuck you to death later! I couldn't stand her attitude and couldn't help but curse inwardly.
If I didn't really want to sleep with her, I would have turned around and left immediately. Damn, what a piece of crap! If it were someone who didn't know her, they'd probably treat her like a goddess, not daring to mess with her.
But right now, in my mind, she's just a slut begging to be fucked. I'll let you pretend for now, I'll fucking you to death in bed later!
After a while, seeing that she was still sitting still, I couldn't sit still anymore and asked directly, "You asked me out, are you just planning to have coffee?"
She stopped eating and glanced at me calmly. I lowered my head guiltily; after all, she's a teacher, and I still have some psychological barriers.
"Then what else do you want?" she asked indifferently. Completely lacking the flirtatiousness and enthusiasm of those hookup girls.
I laughed when I heard that. You asked me out, and you still want to ask me what I want? She really is a hypocrite.
“Didn’t you want to let loose? Drinking coffee is nothing. I’ll take you on a real indulgence.”
I said, waving for the bill, then stood up and grabbed her hand. It was so soft and smooth, the feel was amazing, and my desire to have sex with her intensified.
She was startled by my sudden action, struggled slightly, and a look of anger flashed across her face.
*Little brat, keep pretending. Let’s see how long you can keep it up. I’ll make you beg me to have sex with you later.* I sneered inwardly.
“What are you doing? Let go of me,” she whispered.
“I’ll take you to let loose!” I said, and without waiting for her consent, I pulled her out of the coffee shop, leaving behind a trail of murderous stares.
“Let go of me!”
She stood still, her eyes fixed on me, her voice cold. Although reluctant, I released her hand. And then we just stood there, neither of us speaking.
Just then, a light drizzle started to fall outside. On a whim, I said to her, "You're right, life is full of helplessness, and we need to indulge ourselves. If you really want to indulge, then follow me."
After saying that, I walked straight out into the open air, getting soaked in the rain. Then I turned to her and continued, "True indulgence should be like this. Do you dare?"
The rain was pouring down harder. I looked at her and saw her biting her red lips, her brows furrowed. I didn't know if she was hesitating or struggling. I'm not an experienced womanizer; I couldn't read the hidden meaning in her eyes.
My only thought was to find a comfortable hotel later and have my way with her!
Just as my patience was about to run out, she finally moved and walked towards me.
"You've never run in the rain before, have you? Dare to try?" I wiped the rain off my face and laughed.
She gave a soft "hmm." I grabbed her hand, and I felt her struggle for a moment, then she stopped moving. I felt secretly pleased with myself and immediately pulled her along and started running.
A strange scene appeared on the street: a not-so-handsome man pulling a beautiful woman along, running wildly in the rain. To passersby, we were probably incomprehensible.
Before long, her clothes were soaked through, clinging tightly to her body, revealing her almost perfect figure. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, with a perfect S-curve, full breasts and a curvaceous bottom, and long, slender legs. I was completely mesmerized, itching to take her right there and then.
After running for a while, I sensed she was exhausted; her cheeks were flushed and incredibly alluring. I saw a hotel ahead and grabbed her, pulling her towards it.
We'd run and gotten soaked; now it was time to get down to business.
This time, she didn't hesitate at all and followed me into the hotel. However, something incredibly embarrassing happened while we were checking in, making me want to disappear into the ground.
What the hell! I didn't have enough money for the room!
I was worried about being scammed, so I hadn't brought much cash, figuring a small hotel should be enough. Turns out, there weren't any hotels around! What a blunder!
She noticed my predicament, said nothing, and simply took her wallet from her bag and paid for the room, making me incredibly embarrassed.
After getting the room key, we went straight upstairs. Once inside, I took off my clothes, revealing my muscular physique, and said, "Your clothes are wet, go take a shower."
She hesitated for a moment, then went into the bathroom without a word. She went in first, and I followed her out. At a time like this, any normal man would choose to peek.
Unfortunately, the door was tightly shut; I couldn't see anything, only hear the sound of running water.
Damn! What bastard designed this room? There wasn't even a chance to peek! What a jerk! I couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Actually, the room was very well-designed, with an LCD TV, a computer, everything you could need, even a bottle of red wine. I picked it up and saw—damn, several hundred yuan a bottle! A poor guy like me couldn't afford that. The money from that bottle of red wine could buy me so many bottles of Erguotou!
Just thinking about what was about to happen made me incredibly excited, and my buddy was bursting with energy.
I was finally going to lose my virginity. Although the other person wasn't some pink-haired girl, she was at least the goddess I had fantasized about, daydreamed about, and secretly admired—my teacher. Compared to hairdressers and sauna girls, this was at least a bit more upscale. I didn't mind losing my virginity to her at all; I could just wash up and be a virgin again.
Besides, I'd already given my first time to my genitals.
What excited me most was that she was the most beautiful teacher in our school, the object of countless perverts' fantasies. And here she was, taken by a loser like me—that was a kind of accomplishment!
The wait was agonizing; she showered for almost half an hour, but it felt like an eternity to me outside.
Finally, she opened the bathroom door and came out. The moment I saw her, I was stunned!
She was wrapped in a towel, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin, her black hair cascading over her shoulders. She was breathtakingly beautiful, like a lotus emerging from the water, someone to be admired from afar, untouchable.
I stared at her, completely bewildered. What kind of woman was she? A slut or a goddess? At that moment, my mind was a mess.
"Aren't you going to take a shower?"
Her casual words interrupted my train of thought, jolting me awake. I dashed to the bathroom like lightning. I swear, that was my fastest speed ever—into the bathroom, running the water, taking off my clothes—the whole process took less than five seconds!
I washed myself three times with shower gel before eagerly wrapping myself in a towel and stepping out of the bathroom. By then
, she was already in bed. There was nothing more to do; all I wanted to do was get in bed, fuck her hard, and conquer her!
I sat beside her, looking at the goddess I'd fantasized about countless times while masturbating, and simply said, "It's late, let's go to sleep."
She remained composed, reaching out to turn off the light. The room suddenly went dark, with only the faint glow of the streetlights streaming in from the window.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I crawled into the covers and, trembling, grabbed her in my arms. Damn, she was still wrapped in a towel! I slipped my hands under the towel, ready to climb those two sacred peaks, but she grabbed me tightly.
She was trembling! I could clearly feel her nervousness!
At that moment, I was already driven by lust, burning with desire, and I didn't care about her nervousness; I just leaned in to kiss her. But she tilted her head, and I missed.
Damn it! Even at this point, she's still pretending? I was getting annoyed and was about to interrupt my attempt to force myself on her when she suddenly said, "You…you can just go in, don't touch me anywhere else." What the hell
! I really didn't know what she was up to! I sneered inwardly, "Let her keep pretending. Once I've had my way with you, you'll be all eager to get in. "
I turned on the light and opened a drawer to look for something.
"You…what are you looking for?" she asked, biting her lip.
"Condoms!" I replied. I didn't trust her. Who knew if she had any diseases? What if she gave me something? Who would I cry to then? So, safety measures were a must! That was the principle!
And damn it, she wasn't cooperating with foreplay; without a condom, how was I supposed to get in?
"No...no need, I'm clean!"
As she said this, I clearly saw tears streaming down her face! A sudden, inexplicable pang of heartache surged within me. I stopped what I was doing, then sucked up her tears and swallowed them. Salty
! Why was she crying? I couldn't understand, and I didn't want to think about it. My little guy was about to burst. Damn it, all I wanted was to find a warm, moist place to release him. Everything else could go to hell!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just as I was about to mount my horse, ready for a three-hundred-round battle, a violent banging on the door suddenly rang out. I almost ejaculated prematurely from fright. My first thought was, "Am I being set up?" 　　"Who's outside? Your accomplice?" The sudden banging on the door extinguished all my lust. What I couldn't believe was that this goddess teacher, who had once

seemed so 　　high and mighty in my eyes, was actually a slut who played the honey trap! 　　I was so angry I felt like my lungs were about to explode. I grabbed her by the neck and fiercely demanded, 　　"You think this is a honey trap?" 　　Her eyes were bright, staring straight at me, which made me uncomfortable.

"If the person kicking down the door isn't your accomplice, is it the police checking the water meter?" I retorted dismissively.
"I think I know who it is. I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this. You'd better get dressed and run, or you won't be able to escape once they come in."
She was calm, still maintaining her composed demeanor.
Run? Run my ass! This is the fourth floor! Does she think I'm Superman with my underwear on the outside or a martial arts master who can scale walls?
Although I didn't understand what she was up to, I quickly turned on the light and got dressed. I didn't know who was outside. If it was a honey trap, she definitely wouldn't let me leave. So there was only one possibility: her boyfriend or husband had come to catch her cheating. Just from the ferocity with which they kicked down the door, I knew they were no pushovers. If
I, the adulterer, were caught, I'd be beaten to death!
But how the hell am I supposed to escape?! I'm a fool! This is the fourth floor! Even if you beat me to death, I wouldn't dare jump.
The pounding on the door grew louder and louder, the door already warped from the damage. I was puzzled; why hadn't the hotel staff intervened? Seeing the door deform further and more, I figured it wouldn't last much longer. I was frantic, pacing around like a cat on a hot tin roof.
"What do I do? Who's outside?"
I was kicking myself. I should never have gone out to hook up. This kind of thing is definitely not for losers. I didn't even get to have sex, and now I'm the one getting laid!
"Don't worry, he won't dare do anything to me." What the hell
!
He might not dare do anything to you, but what about me?! Caught in the act, I, the adulterer, would be beaten up, and what if he was a pervert who ravaged my private parts? Who would I cry to then?!
No way! I had to defend myself; I couldn't just sit here and wait to die. I searched everywhere for something to use for self-defense, but nothing seemed right! Damn it!
Just then, the door finally fulfilled its purpose, meeting its natural end. Four thugs with brightly dyed hair, carrying steel pipes, walked in, looking menacing. They almost scared the crap out of me!
Following them was another man. Well, just one glance was enough for me to know this guy was a rich, handsome, and successful man I could only ever look up to.
He was dressed in designer clothes, very handsome, and walked in slowly, looking every bit like a boss.
*Smack!
* The rich, handsome man punched me in the nose. I felt a burning sensation, and when I touched it, it was full of blood. Damn it, this is so unethical! He didn't even warn me before attacking! But I didn't dare fight back because I felt I was in the wrong. I was the adulterer, and I had no grounds for protest.
Most importantly, I was a little afraid of his four thugs; one hit from a steel pipe and their bones would be broken!
"Beat them! You dare touch Li Zhenbei's woman? You're asking for death!"
the rich, handsome man said arrogantly. The four thugs immediately surrounded him. Damn it, two fists can't beat four hands, let alone eight, all armed. I wisely chose not to fight back; at this point, resistance would only result in a worse beating.
It turned out my choice was right. Seeing I didn't retaliate, these punks didn't use their steel pipes, just punched and kicked me.
"Stop! Li Zhenbei, what are you doing! It's none of his business, come at me if you dare!"
The beautiful teacher, seeing me surrounded by four punks, actually ran to the rich and handsome guy and coldly shouted. This was unexpected, and I felt a little touched for a moment.
They say prostitutes are heartless and actors are unrighteous, but it seems that's not entirely true!
"Xia Ziyan, you actually dared to cheat on me! I'll deal with him first, then I'll deal with you," the rich and handsome guy said angrily. Oh,
I forgot to introduce her; Xia Ziyan is the beautiful teacher's name.
"Kid, you dare sleep with my woman? Are your eyes even in your ass?"
The rich and handsome guy shoved Xia Ziyan aside, then walked over and punched me in the stomach again. Despite his imposing appearance, he wasn't very strong, like a sissy.
If it were a one-on-one fight, I could easily beat him and make him eat my shit.
He grabbed my collar and started groping me. I was being held by two punks on either side, so I couldn't struggle. He pulled my student ID from my pocket. My heart skipped a beat. Damn, I'm done for!
"Chen Zhaonan, still a sophomore! Xia Ziyan, you're really something, sleeping with your own student!"
He angrily threw the student ID at Xia Ziyan's face, sneering. Xia Ziyan picked up the ID and looked at it, her face changing drastically. She stared at me in disbelief.
My face flushed red, and I lowered my head. I thought to myself: Damn! So what if I'm a student?
A moment later, Xia Ziyan regained her composure and coldly looked at the rich and handsome man, saying, "So what? I can sleep with whoever I want, it's none of your business! Let him go!"
"Xia Ziyan, you've already agreed to marry me! You are my fiancée, Li Zhenbei's fiancée! How dare you cheat on me! Don't forget, your father still owes someone 5 million yuan. If I hadn't intervened, he would have been hacked to death long ago!" the rich and handsome man roared at Xia Ziyan.
"So you asked my father to let me marry you? Despicable! You just want me, right? I'll make sure you don't get your way. I'd rather give my virginity to a dog than give it to you."
Hearing this, I suddenly became agitated. What?! Xia Ziyan is still a virgin?! Damn it, I misunderstood her! At that moment, I felt a deep sense of guilt towards Xia Ziyan, and her goddess image in my heart instantly returned to normal.
"You bitch!"
The rich and handsome guy was furious. He slapped Xia Ziyan across the face. I was so angry! Hitting me was bad enough, but he dared to hit my goddess teacher! Damn it! Just as I was about to fight back, one of the punks kicked me in the stomach. The kick was solid, and I almost vomited everything in my stomach.
"You little bastard, behave yourself!" Two punks pinned me to the ground, unable to move.
"Xia Ziyan, I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm the one who set your dad up with his drug addiction. I also cheated him out of the 5 million he owed at the Royal City Casino. My goal was to force you to submit. I didn't expect you to sleep with just any man. Since you're willing to sleep with anyone, I'll take you down today, and then I'll let my underlings take turns enjoying you."
The rich and handsome guy's handsome face was covered with a ferocious smile, giving off an evil feeling. Upon hearing this, the four punks with him immediately looked at Xia Ziyan with shining eyes, wishing they could pounce on her right away.
"Li Zhenbei, you beast, you animal, you scum!" Xia Ziyan trembled with rage, her eyes practically spitting fire.
"You little bastard, today I'll fuck your goddess teacher right in front of you. Oh, and you'll get a reward later; I'll let you fuck her too, but you have to film it. Then I'll upload it to your school's website."
Two punks pulled me up from the ground. The rich and handsome one patted my cheek, while the other two went to the door to stand guard.
Fuck you!
This bastard is too insidious, too vicious! My mind raced, trying to figure out how to escape. I couldn't just sit here and wait to die, and I couldn't let this bastard defile my goddess teacher!
I felt my blood boiling, and I wanted nothing more than to kill this bastard right then and there. But I knew I couldn't act impulsively; I needed to wait for an opportunity!
"Xia Ziyan, you brought this all on yourself. Don't blame me!"
The rich and handsome man approached Xia Ziyan, taking off his clothes as he did so. Xia Ziyan was terrified, her face pale, and she could no longer maintain her composure.
"Li Zhenbei, you'll die a horrible death! Sooner or later, you'll suffer a terrible fate!"
The rich and handsome man lunged at her, grabbing her and pinning her to the bed, his hand reaching under the towel to touch her private parts.
Watching all this unfold, my eyes practically spitting fire; rage was about to overwhelm my reason! The rich and handsome man ripped off Xia Ziyan's towel, revealing her perfect body.
Xia Ziyan was now only covered by her underwear. She didn't resist, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, neither crying nor shedding tears, like a walking corpse. I think she was utterly heartbroken and hopeless!
"You slut! You bitch, why didn't you fight back? Why didn't you fight back!"
The rich and handsome guy's eyes gleamed with lust as he stared at Xia Ziyan's beautiful body. He slapped her across the face, leaving five handprints. My heart was bleeding!
"Fuck your mother!"
At that moment, the two punks holding me turned their gazes to Xia Ziyan. I instantly exploded, breaking free of their grip and punching one of the punks in the eye with all my might, then quickly kicking the other one away!
They hadn't expected my sudden outburst. I attacked in a rage, knocking them both down in one go. Then I grabbed the bottle of red wine on the table and lunged at the rich and handsome guy, smashing it down on his head!
Bang!
The wine bottle shattered, and the rich and handsome guy's head was also cracked open, letting out a scream. But I wasn't going to let him go. I tightened my grip on his neck with my left hand, while holding half of the sharp bottle to his neck with my right.
In an instant, the situation reversed. The rich and handsome guy was severely injured and became my hostage. I grew up fighting, and I'm ruthless when I fight. From elementary school to high school, I was practically the school bully. I only toned it down a bit in college.
This time, the rich and handsome guy completely ignited the long-dormant bloodlust and ruthlessness within me!
"Fuck your mother! You lot, don't fucking come any closer, or I'll stab him to death today!"
I yelled at the four punks surrounding me, holding the rich and handsome guy tightly behind him.
"You little bastard, let go of Young Master Li, or you're dead!" the four punks glared at me menacingly.
"Shut your mother! If you take another step closer, I'll stab him to death!"
I tightened my grip on the rich and handsome guy, and with a swift movement of my right hand, a sharp piece of glass pierced his neck. The rich and handsome guy let out a pig-like scream, yelling at the four punks, "Get the fuck out of my way! You want to kill me?!"
Now that I had a hostage, I felt emboldened. Rich and handsome guy? Fuck your mother! "How dare you hit me and my goddess! Damn it, you think I'm a pushover just because I'm a loser? You think I'm a pushover when I'm fighting? You were all still wearing open-crotch pants when I was fighting!"

(Chapter 4: I'm in big trouble

) The four punks, after hearing the rich and handsome guy's order, didn't dare to surround me anymore. They just stood there, holding steel pipes and glaring at me menacingly. If I made the slightest mistake, they would definitely pounce on me and give me a brutal beating!
Especially the two punks I hit, their eyes looked like they wanted to devour me.
"Teacher Xia, you should leave quickly."
I dragged the rich and handsome guy slowly back to the bedside. Xia Ziyan didn't seem to have recovered from the shock. I called her twice but she didn't respond, still staring blankly at the ceiling. Her appearance was truly heartbreaking.
Nothing is more sorrowful than a broken heart; I think that's what Xia Ziyan was like right now.
"Damn it! Kneel down and apologize to her!"
Looking at Xia Ziyan's state, I couldn't help but vent my anger on the rich and handsome guy. Since I'd already offended him, I might as well make it worse.
"You want me to kneel before this bitch? No way!"
The rich and handsome guy looked utterly disheveled, his head covered in a mixture of red wine and blood, roaring menacingly.
"Fuck your mother! Your mother's a bitch, your sister's a bitch, your younger sister's a bitch, all the women in your family are bitches! Fuck! I'll make you kneel, so kneel!"
I kicked the rich and handsome guy in the foot, forcing him to kneel before Xia Ziyan.
"Apologize!" I shoved the bottle into his body, causing him to scream in pain. He was clearly terrified, his previous arrogance completely gone, and he kept apologizing to Xia Ziyan.
"Slap yourself!" Seeing Xia Ziyan move, I yelled at the rich and handsome guy again.
He hesitated, unable to bring himself to do it. "Hurry up and slap yourself, my patience is running out."
The rich and handsome guy had no choice but to start slapping himself repeatedly.
"Damn it! Didn't you eat? Where did all that energy go when you hit me? Hit me harder! Hit me until she forgives you."
I was completely desperate today. I knew these rich and handsome guys were vindictive. From the moment I decided to fight, I knew I was in deep trouble and would face their furious revenge.
But I couldn't care less. If I didn't fight back, not only would Xia Ziyan be defiled, but I wouldn't have a good ending either. I was driven a little crazy.
Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone a damn hot-blooded man like me!
A head lost is just a scar! I'll be a hero again in eighteen years! At least I beat up a rich and handsome guy, acted all cool and domineering for once, and I'll die without regrets! That was my thought at that moment.
Under my threat, the rich and handsome guy increased the pressure on his hands, and the sound of slapping echoed incessantly. I think he probably wanted to grind me to dust right now.
"Damn it! You spineless bastard, you forced me to resort to violence!"
I spat at the rich and handsome guy, feeling incredibly satisfied! So what if he's a loser? So what if he's rich and handsome? He's still in my hands, I can mold him however I want.
"Teacher Xia, look, this bastard knows he's wrong, he's apologized to you. Wake up, put on your clothes and leave."
Sure enough, this method worked, and Xia Ziyan's eyes gradually regained their sparkle.
"You... how could you...?" Xia Ziyan looked at me in disbelief, unable to speak.
"Don't say so much, just leave!" I urged.
"But... what about you?" Xia Ziyan asked worriedly as she put on her clothes.
"Hmph, none of you will get away!" the four punks said with a sneer.
"Damn it! All of you shut the hell up and get out of here, or I'll stab two holes in him first."
I pulled the rich and handsome guy up and continued to hold the bottle against his neck. The rich and handsome guy was startled, afraid I would really stab him, and yelled at the four punks, "Get out of the way! Let them go!"
A moment later, Xia Ziyan was already dressed, but hadn't left yet.
"Aren't you leaving?"
Every minute I stayed here increased the danger. If it weren't for saving Xia Ziyan, I would have already made a run for it.
"What will you do if I leave?" Xia Ziyan asked anxiously.
"If you don't leave, I can't leave either! Hurry up, if we delay any longer, neither of us will escape. Don't worry about me, since I can subdue him, if I want to leave, no one can stop me."
I was slightly touched by Xia Ziyan's concern, and instantly felt that everything I had done was worthwhile. Xia Ziyan wasn't one to fuss over things. After weighing the pros and cons, she gave me a few words of advice and turned to leave.
After Xia Ziyan left, only I, the handsome and rich guy, and the four punks remained in the room. However, the handsome and rich guy didn't look like the handsome and rich guy at all now; his face was covered in blood, and his once handsome face was swollen like a pig's head.
I pulled the handsome and rich guy back step by step towards the door, while the four punks walked over menacingly with steel pipes in their hands. I estimated that Xia Ziyan should be far away, and I finally felt relieved.
"You four, throw the steel pipe over here, then retreat to the bedside."
The four punks stood frozen, and I, too lazy to speak, just tightened my grip. The rich and handsome guy screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
"Are you all deaf? Do as I say!"
Sure enough, the rich and handsome guy's words were more effective than mine. The four punks threw down the steel pipe and retreated to the bedside.
"Squat down! Hands behind your heads, don't move. If you move even once, I'll stab him. You can try if you don't believe me."
I grabbed the rich and handsome guy and retreated to the door. Seizing the opportunity, I kicked him back inside, then turned and ran, rushing out of the hotel as fast as I could.
It was already dark, but it was still raining heavily. I suddenly felt a little lost. Just as I was in a daze, the door of a taxi opened at the hotel entrance, and Xia Ziyan waved to me.
"Get in!"
My heart warmed. So she was waiting for me here. Without hesitation, I jumped into the taxi and told the driver to hurry up and drive off. The engine roared to life, and the taxi disappeared into the rainy night in moments.
Inside the taxi, I kept glancing back. Thankfully, the rich and handsome guy hadn't chased after us, which temporarily put my mind at ease.
"Where are we going now?" I asked Xia Ziyan.
"Let's go to my house first. He wouldn't dare cause trouble at my house."
Damn it! Go to your house? Are we going to continue what we just did? I couldn't help but fantasize.
But going back to school was definitely out of the question now; going to Xia Ziyan's house was the only option. After Xia Ziyan finished speaking, she stopped talking, and I didn't know what to say for a moment. The atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Are you... are you alright? Does it hurt?"
"I'm fine! What's a little injury? Back in the day, I punched the old folks' home in Nanshan and kicked the kindergarten in Beihai. How awesome was that?"
I patted my chest and said. Actually, I wanted to say that it really hurt. Those four punks punched and kicked me. I'm not made of iron; it would be strange if it didn't hurt. Luckily, I managed to protect my head and face.
I'm not handsome to begin with, and if I get hit a few more times, wouldn't I be even more embarrassed to show my face?
I didn't feel it when I was fighting for my life, but now, waves of pain are making me break out in a cold sweat and gasp for breath. But in front of a beautiful woman, I have to put on a show.
Maybe this is what they call being too proud to admit it and suffering for it.
"No wonder it hurts. Look at you, all bruised and swollen. I'll put some medicated wine on you when we get back, otherwise you won't be able to go to class tomorrow,"
Xia Ziyan said understandingly. A wave of warmth washed over me, and I felt an urge to die for her and do anything for her.
Xia Ziyan lives in Zijing Mansion, not far from our school. Everyone living there is rich. So, Xia Ziyan is a "rich, beautiful, and successful" woman, but judging from the tone of the "tall, rich, and handsome" guy, it seems like Xia Ziyan is now a "waste of beauty."
We arrived soon after. Taxis aren't allowed inside Zijing Mansion, and it was raining outside, so we had to run in the rain again.
Life is so damn strange. This afternoon I was just a clueless loser looking at photos and masturbating, and so much has happened in just one afternoon. Before this, I never dared to imagine anything happening between me and Teacher Xia. This is
fucking ridiculous! Just thinking about facing the revenge of the rich and handsome guy makes me feel overwhelmed. I'm in big trouble this time.
But I don't regret it. Even if I had to do it again, I would still do it.
Entering Xia Ziyan's house, I once again felt the unbridgeable gap between a loser and a rich and beautiful woman. The house was spacious and beautifully decorated. The whole hall gave people a luxurious and grand feeling.
I conservatively estimate that this house is worth several million.
"Sit wherever you like. I'll go find the first-aid kit first."
Xia Ziyan didn't think about changing clothes first, but helped me find medicine. This small gesture was very satisfying to me.
I sat on the leather sofa in the hall, took off my clothes, and sure enough, my whole body was covered with bruises. It hurt so much to touch them that I trembled.
A moment later, Xia Ziyan came out with a first-aid kit. Seeing my numerous injuries, she was clearly startled.
"You said it didn't hurt? Look at all these wounds! These are good medicinal wines; apply them quickly."
Looking at Xia Ziyan's worried eyes, I particularly enjoyed that feeling.
"No, you're covered in sweat. Go take a shower first before applying the medicine," Xia Ziyan said, frowning.
I smiled, took the medicine bottle from her hand, and said, "You should go shower first. Your clothes are wet; you'll easily catch a cold. I'm too weak to move right now; I'll shower later."
Hearing this, Xia Ziyan bit her sexy red lips, letting me rest first, before turning and going to the bathroom to shower. While Xia Ziyan went to the bathroom, I lay on the sofa, thinking about how to deal with the rich and handsome guy's revenge. I racked my brains
but couldn't come up with a good solution, which only made me more agitated.
Not long after, Xia Ziyan came out of the shower, still wrapped in a towel, revealing a large expanse of her cleavage. This involuntarily reminded me of the hotel room incident. After her shower, Xia Ziyan once again radiated a captivating goddess-like glow and aura, leaving me somewhat mesmerized.
"Alright, go take a shower. The towel and everything are prepared for you,"
Teacher Xia said, then went back to her bedroom, leaving me alone in the living room. I shook my head, trying to suppress the jumbled thoughts in my mind.
In the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror, I said self-deprecatingly, "Chen Zhaonan, you're just a pathetic loser. Xia Ziyan is a goddess on high. What are you still thinking about? Go to sleep, you son of a bitch."
I knew that everything that happened today was just an accident, and I was just someone who happened to be caught in it. After tomorrow, I'll still be a loser, never becoming a prince or a rich, handsome man, and I'll never have any contact with Xia Ziyan again.
We're from two different worlds.
But just as I was about to take a shower to clear my head, a chance glance left me completely stunned, and then utterly excited.
Chapter 5: Xia Ziyan's Secret

In a fleeting glance, I saw half a skirt peeking out from under the washing machine in the corner of the bathroom—the very same bohemian-style long skirt Xia Ziyan had worn today.
The skirt was here? Could her underwear be inside too?
This thought immediately crossed my mind. Once it took hold, it was like a persistent ailment, impossible to shake off.
After a fierce internal struggle, I decided to investigate. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
I walked to the washing machine, opened the lid, and—holy crap! There it was—Xia Ziyan's underwear. Looking at the white, sexy lace thong and bra, I couldn't remain calm.
This was the masturbation aid I'd always dreamed of!
And it was something Xia Ziyan had just changed out of—so tempting! My hands trembled as I reached out and slowly pulled out the bra, bringing it to my nose. It seemed to still retain Xia Ziyan's warmth; a captivating fragrance lingered in the air, making me feel almost ethereal.
I inhaled greedily, wishing I could swallow the entire aroma.
At this moment, my little guy was already hard as a small iron rod, proudly erect. I resisted the urge to immediately masturbate with Ms. Xia's underwear, because the best was yet to come. After admiring the underwear, next came the panties.
Panties are what come into contact with that area, and this thing was even more stimulating and tempting to me!
Holding the panties, I saw a thumb-sized, light yellow stain in the middle, and I almost had a nosebleed! I held the panties to my nose and smelled them; a slightly fishy and fragrant aroma wafted up.
I'm definitely not a pervert, but facing the panties of my goddess Xia Ziyan, I really couldn't resist!
At this moment, I couldn't hold back any longer, quickly pulled the panties over my little guy, and started masturbating rapidly.
"Ah..."
It truly lived up to its reputation as a masturbation aid; this feeling was much better than just fantasizing alone. The moment my penis touched her underwear, I shuddered; I almost ejaculated prematurely! I felt like I was flying, and I couldn't help but groan.
Holy crap! This is killing me!
I quickly calmed myself and started masturbating rapidly, recalling the scene in the hotel where I was holding Ms. Xia and pinning her down. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body, like I was about to melt.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
The pleasure intensified, and instead of trying to control it, I increased the speed of my hand. Suddenly, I reached an unprecedented peak, and my hot semen spilled all over Ms. Xia's underwear. It
was incredibly pleasurable! I slowly stroked my gradually softening penis, and the feeling was truly unforgettable.
This was definitely the most comfortable and satisfying masturbation I've ever had.
Masturbating isn't shameful; what normal man can say he's never masturbated? Your nipples are your perfect life partner, and they'll never leave you.
After venting my frustrations, I felt completely refreshed. I lingered for a while, admiring Ms. Xia's lingerie, before finally putting it all back and starting to take a shower.
When I came out, Ms. Xia had changed into a purple lace camisole nightgown and was sitting on the sofa, her posture elegant and alluring, perfectly highlighting her voluptuous figure, making me feel a surge of desire again.
Damn it! Couldn't she have been a little less sexy, less seductive? Didn't she know I was still a virile, manly guy? This could easily lead to something like this!
"Let's apply the medicine first. Then you can change and go to sleep,"
Xia Ziyan said, waving a bottle of medicated wine as she saw me come out.
"I can do it myself,"
I said, sitting on the sofa, trying to avoid looking at her exposed white skin, keeping my mind calm. I took the medicated wine; my body was covered in bruises and swelling, and even the slightest touch was excruciating. I endured the pain without uttering a sound, but when I got to the end, I realized how embarrassing it was—damn, I still had several bruises on my back.
Xia Ziyan seemed to notice my embarrassment and came over to sit next to me, saying, "Let me help you."
This time, I didn't stand on ceremony, but simply turned my back to her. Her hands were soft and warm as she gently applied the medicated wine. I didn't feel any pain at all, and I couldn't help but close my eyes, savoring the feeling. I smelled her unique fragrance, and I wished time would never pass.
"Did you know my identity from the beginning?" Xia Ziyan suddenly asked.
"Of course... I didn't know."
I blurted out, almost letting slip the truth, but luckily I reacted quickly and stopped myself in time, saying sincerely, "If I had known you were a teacher, I would never have dared to do anything reckless."
"Really didn't know?" Xia Ziyan asked suspiciously.
"I really didn't know. I swear on my honor." I said righteously.
"Then why weren't you surprised at all when Li Zhenbei said I was a teacher at your school?"
"Uh... well... I was so scared at the time that I didn't notice anything."
I blushed and made up an excuse that even I didn't quite believe.
"Oh." Xia Ziyan nodded and didn't press further. I didn't know what she was thinking, and the atmosphere became awkward again.
"Um... Teacher Xia... what's your relationship with Li Zhenbei?" I couldn't contain my curiosity and asked tentatively.
Actually, I originally wanted to ask if we should continue what we hadn't finished earlier, but I didn't have the courage to say it. Damn it!
"You want to know?" Xia Ziyan stopped applying the medicine to me and asked quietly.
"Ahem... if it's inconvenient for you to say, then you don't have to." I said with an awkward smile.
After a while, just when I thought she wouldn't speak, Xia Ziyan changed to a calm tone and slowly said, "Our two families are old friends, and we grew up in the same courtyard. Back then, he said he would marry me when we grew up, and I was happy to accept. Unfortunately, a lot happened later, and he changed, becoming a stranger."
I could tell that Xia Ziyan seemed to love Li Zhenbei. I wisely quieted down and listened.
"Later, my father became addicted to drugs, and our family business got worse and worse, while his family got better and better. Then, one time, I accidentally discovered his secret and realized how insidious and unscrupulous he was. He became terrifying to me. Have you ever experienced going from liking someone to disliking and hating them?"
Xia Ziyan asked, looking at me. I shook my head. Sure enough, the world of rich, handsome, and beautiful men and women is as dramatic as TV shows and novels; a loser like me could never understand it.
"Later, he forced me to marry her, but I refused. In the end, my dad incurred gambling debts, and if he didn't step in to resolve them, my dad would be hunted down. You can probably guess what happened next."
"I felt wronged, angry, and unwilling to let him get away with it, so I sent a message in a bottle, telling myself that if I could find it in the same city within a day, it would be fate. I didn't expect that you would actually find it."
"I'm sorry, because of me, I've gotten you into this mess,"
Xia Ziyan said apologetically. This made me a little embarrassed. If I hadn't wanted to hook up, how could I have gotten involved? In the end, it's all my fault. What a joke
! This kind of melodramatic plot that only happens in novels and TV dramas actually happened to me! I don't know whether to call myself lucky or unlucky!
"Uh… how can you blame me? It's my own fault. You're right, it's fate, how can ordinary people like us change it?" I said with a smile.
"I didn't expect you to be so capable, daring to beat up Li Zhenbei, it was really satisfying. Thank you for getting revenge for me," Xia Ziyan said excitedly.
"Haha… it's my honor to serve a beautiful lady. I call it standing up for what's right, taking action when necessary. People like him who do so many evil deeds, I'll beat them up one by one, two by two!"
Hearing her praise, I immediately became smug, patting my chest proudly. Anyway, bragging doesn't cost anything, so of course I had to play the hero in front of her.
"But you have to be careful. Li Zhenbei is a vengeful person. If you blow his head off, he won't let you off easily,"
Xia Ziyan suddenly said worriedly. Hearing this, my laughter caught in my throat, making my face turn like a monkey's butt.
Damn! I almost forgot about that. It felt good, but now it's time for me to pay the price. For a rich and handsome guy like me, dealing with me is like crushing an ant. I don't even have the power to fight back. At this moment, I was still a little scared.
"Why don't you leave here and hide for a while? I'll help you get leave from school."
This is a good idea. Actually, that's what I was thinking too. The only way out now is to run away. But facing the goddess in front of me, I just couldn't say it. The words that were on the tip of my tongue suddenly changed.
"Screw him! I, Chen Zhaonan, have nothing to lose. I don't believe he can do anything to me. A barefoot man isn't afraid of someone wearing shoes. Why should I hide? I, Chen Zhaonan, am not the kind of person who's afraid of death."
As soon as I finished speaking, I wanted to slap myself twice. Damn it, this is just being stubborn and suffering for it! I swear I was terrified and wanted to run far away immediately.
"Good, you've got guts. You're the first person I've met who isn't afraid of him. Everyone in our neighborhood who grew up with him was afraid of him, like dogs in front of him!"
Xia Ziyan looked at me with a strange glint in her eyes. On the surface, I remained righteous and calm, but actually, I was practically trembling with fear. As the saying goes, the common people don't fight with officials, and the poor don't fight with the rich. That's a rich and handsome guy like me! How could this poor loser possibly mess with me?
"It's getting late. You can sleep in that room tonight. I'll go do the laundry first, you should get some rest."
Xia Ziyan stood up, pointed to a room next door, and then turned to walk towards the bathroom. I was startled and quickly stood up, saying, "It's already past midnight, don't bother, you can wash tomorrow. Besides, you've been through so much, you must be tired, you should get some rest."
Holy crap! Her underwear is still covered in countless semen; if she goes there, won't I be exposed? My reputation will be ruined!
Xia Ziyan hesitated for a moment, seemingly also feeling tired, and nodded, saying, "Okay. I am a little tired." Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and after watching her enter her room, I felt a sense of loss.
In the room, I lay on the large bed, Xia Ziyan's image constantly floating before my eyes.
Could it be that I've really fallen in love with Xia Ziyan? I couldn't help but ask myself. At that moment, a wicked thought suddenly popped into my head: why not just go in and force myself on her?
Damn it, I got beaten up today and offended that rich and handsome guy, and I didn't get a single thing. It's so damn not worth it. As I thought about it, my little brother got hard again. Anyway, it's just the two of us here, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Chapter 6 Youth is Like Fire

"Spring dream unaware of dawn, teacher touches my bird, night comes with moaning, how much hot semen is spilled?"
In the end, reason prevailed over desire, and I didn't break in and do something that would be outrageous!
When I woke up in the morning, I suddenly felt my thoughts flowing like a torrent, inspiration surging like a fart,
still savoring the scene of my dream with Xia Ziyan. In the dream, Teacher Xia was wearing a sexy lace nightgown, knocked on my door, and then embraced me passionately, rolling around in bed together. I took off her nightgown, caressed her whole body, and kissed every inch of her skin that fascinated me.
Then, grasping her pair of snow-white, smooth, and voluptuous breasts, we became entangled in a frenzied struggle, each taking from the other. I couldn't hold back any longer, pulling out my already throbbing, menacing member to explore that mysterious path.
Yes, I had a wet dream, and I even had a wet dream.
For someone like me who has always been chaste and only ever made love to my five fingers, wet dreams are more frequent than a woman's period.
I checked the time; it was already past seven. I quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe the essence off my underwear, then changed my clothes and left the room, only to see Xia Ziyan making breakfast in the kitchen.
"You're up? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
Xia Ziyan was wearing an apron, boiling milk, dressed like a typical domestic woman, which made my eyes widen. A woman
who can sleep in a big bed and cook in the kitchen—where can you find such a perfect woman?
"I don't want to sleep anymore once I'm awake; I have to go to school later." I stared at Teacher Xia, deeply imprinting every move she made in my mind.
"Okay, sit over there for a while, dinner's ready soon."
I didn't leave, still watching Xia Ziyan busy in the kitchen. A bizarre thought suddenly popped into my head: if this were my home, and Xia Ziyan were my wife, my life would be perfect, I'd have no other desires.
I know this thought is absurd, but I can't stop fantasizing about it.
After breakfast, Xia Ziyan and I went downstairs together, then got into her BMW and went to school. But before we even reached the school, I asked to get out. Xia Ziyan didn't understand, but she didn't try to stop me.
"About yesterday, you..." Xia Ziyan called after me, stammering. I understood what she wanted to say, and gave a self-deprecating laugh, saying, "Nothing happened yesterday. You don't know me, and I don't know you."
Hearing this, a look of embarrassment flashed across Xia Ziyan's face, then she closed the car door, started the car, and drove away. Watching
the car disappear into the distance, I felt a void in my heart again. From now on, we'll continue living our separate lives in our two worlds. I'll remain the same lazy, good-for-nothing bachelor I always was.
As for her, I don't know which bastard will be lucky enough to marry her, and I don't want to think about it!
The reason I got off the bus early was to avoid being seen at school and causing gossip. I couldn't help it; Xia Ziyan was just too popular.
I have to say, that bottle of medicinal wine from Xia Ziyan's family really worked! The pain in my body had lessened considerably, and the bruises on my face had faded a bit, not as noticeable as yesterday.
I walked alone on the tree-lined path on campus, feeling somewhat absent-minded the whole way, to the point that I didn't even realize when I got back to my dorm.
"Damn! Brother Nan, you finally decided to come back!"
Zhang Xing, that sleazy bastard, was as sharp-eyed as ever. He spotted me immediately, jumped off the bed, and surrounded me like a gossipy old woman, bombarding me with questions.
"How was it? Was last night great? Successfully lost your virginity? Was the girl pretty? How was your skill in bed? How many times did you do it? Did you film it live to share with your brothers?"
"Get lost! You son of a bitch! I was busy with important business yesterday."
I kicked Zhang Xing away, lay down on my own bed, and muttered to myself, "I almost didn't make it back! What a load of rubbish!
" "Losing your virginity is important! There's nothing more important than that. Judging from your listless appearance, I'd guess you did it at least five times last night! Damn it, don't be so stingy, hurry up and tell me, was the girl pretty? Was her vulva dark?"
Zhang Xing wouldn't let it go, bombarding me with shameless and shameless questions. I was speechless at this bastard. It's a waste of his talent that he's not a paparazzi!
At this moment, silence was the best weapon of retaliation. I closed my eyes, too lazy to pay him any attention. Most importantly, the memories were too horrible to bear; how could I possibly bring them up? It would be utterly shameful!
Seeing my silence, Zhang Xing flew into a rage. "You son of a bitch, you're so damn shameless! Going out to hook up alone, you deserve to have a baby without an anus. Or maybe you were some incredibly stinky black fungus last night, and you're too ashamed to admit it, aren't you?"
"Get lost! Believe me
or not, I'll beat you up!" I opened my eyes, sat up in bed, cracked my neck, and said with a wicked grin, "Doesn't your chrysanthemum hurt anymore? Want to experience that feeling of your chrysanthemum being mangled again?"
Zhang Xing instinctively covered his buttocks, then suddenly exclaimed as if he'd discovered something new, "What happened to your face? Are you injured? Did someone beat you up?"
"None of your business. Go masturbate somewhere else," I rolled my eyes.
"The night gave you black eyes, but you use them to roll your eyes. What a waste! Let me guess, did you run into a honey trap?" Zhang Xing continued, being cheeky.
"Get lost!" I swear, I really had the urge to kick his balls and make his crotch ooze yolk.
"Wait, then you were caught cheating by someone else's husband. Hehe, that must be it. Serves you right, you didn't call him a brother when you were hooking up, now you're getting your comeuppance." Zhang Xing looked smug and incredibly annoying. I'm so ashamed
!
This son of a bitch is so damn foul-mouthed! Damn it!
"Damn! Zhang Xing, you son of a bitch, has your mouth been fucked by a dog? Come on, I'll fix your mouth today, so you won't keep spouting nonsense and looking like you need to be fucked!"
I sat up in bed, cracking my neck and snapping my knuckles as I spoke. Damn it, just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm impotent!
"Furious? Confessed without being asked? I definitely guessed right."
Zhang Xing, while dodging my pursuit, didn't forget to continue his scathing insults. He's a fucking natural scoundrel, completely untainted! He's got a real knack for being a
scoundrel, a once-in-a-lifetime oddball!
"Go to hell! I'll fuck your slutty mouth to pieces later."
I was injured, my strength greatly diminished. Don't let Zhang Xing's short, chubby appearance fool you; he's incredibly agile, constantly jumping between the beds, and I couldn't catch him.
The whole dorm was in chaos, a complete mess. What annoyed me even more was that while dodging, he kept yelling, "Yay, buy a disc! Yay, buy a disc!"
People outside heard him and really thought I'd violated his anus.
Although I was injured, even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and in the end, I caught Zhang Xing. Without a word, I pinned him down, pulled down his pants, and revealed his big, round, white buttocks.
"Damn! Don't you wipe your ass after you poop? It stinks!"
"Hehe, my ass is too big, I can't open it wide enough. Didn't you want to fuck my ass? Come on!"
"Get lost! My sexual orientation is perfectly normal. I'm going to sleep, don't fucking bother me."
I let go of Zhang Xing and rolled back to my bed. Zhang Xing climbed up next to me again and said lecherously, "Come on, let's go to Teacher Xia's class."
Damn! The person I fear seeing most right now is Xia Ziyan; what happened yesterday is still vivid in my mind. If it were any other time, I would definitely get up immediately and go with Zhang Xing, but now I didn't have the courage to go.
"No! I want to sleep." I said very decisively.
"Oh my god! Did you get beaten up yesterday and go crazy? Isn't Teacher Xia your dream girl? Really not going?" Zhang Xing reached out to touch my head, but I slapped his groping hand away.
"No way. Remember to sign me in for the required classes."
After saying that, I rolled up my bedding and went straight to sleep. In my dream, I actually dreamt of a rich, handsome guy leading a bunch of punks to come to school and attack me. It almost scared me to death.
I broke out in a cold sweat, checked the time, and it was already noon. Just as I was about to get up, that bastard Zhang Xing came back.
"Damn! Brother Nan, you can really sleep, you've been sleeping until now, you must be a pig."
"Between the two of us, which one do you think looks more like a pig?" I retorted.
"Come on, come on, eat something, we're birds of a feather, eat and then you can go back to sleep."
Only then did I notice that Zhang Xing had brought back all my food. I felt a little touched. It's true that brothers are the best. Although we usually like to tease and joke around, we are really good buddies. In Zhang Xing's words, this is called birds of a feather.
"Holy crap! It's my favorite shredded pork with garlic sauce. I'm speechless, you really are exactly like underwear."
I picked up the food and started wolfing it down.
"Go to hell, you're the underwear!" Zhang Xing cursed.
"If I'm not underwear, then I'm a condom!" I mumbled after a couple of mouthfuls.
"Chen Zhaonan, do you still want to eat?"
"Fine, you're not underwear, and you're not a condom, you're Viagra, the strongest Viagra, your erection never fails!" I gave Zhang Xing a thumbs up.
"Chen Zhaonan, I swear, next time I'll definitely bring you a box of hot shit." Zhang Xing said very seriously.
"Damn! I was praising you. Good friends are like underwear, they'll comfort you through thick and thin, more like condoms, always thinking of safety. And you, you're the strongest Viagra, always giving me the strength to stay erect when I can't hold my head up."
After hearing my explanation, Zhang Xing only said, "Chen Zhaonan, you're fucking disgusting. Seriously, I swear, you're disgusting to the core—disgusting to the extreme."
"Likewise," I retorted. Finally, the two of us burst into laughter like madmen.
This is my college life, my youth. A carefree age, doing whatever we want. We may be losers, but we have dreams, passion, and our own little pleasures; we're fulfilled.
Youth is like fire, and I want it to burn fiercely, to blaze spectacularly.
Time always flies by at school; another week has passed in the blink of an eye.
This week was peaceful. I was initially worried that the rich and handsome guy would come looking for revenge, but the week was so calm that I almost forgot I had a really formidable enemy. However, I was still on edge.
I went to class, slept, and played games every day, just like usual. The only difference was that I didn't attend Xia Ziyan's classes. Maybe subconsciously, I was avoiding something.
Whatever! It would be best if he didn't come looking for revenge, or just let me go like a fart. That way, I could continue my lazy, good-for-nothing lifestyle.
But I knew he definitely wouldn't let me go.

Chapter 7: Falling into

the Trap I didn't expect Xia Ziyan to call me.
I held my phone, hesitating whether to answer. Lately, I'd been subconsciously avoiding her. I even skipped Zhang Xing and the others' classes. I don't know if it was fear or something else, just a vague feeling.
Damn it! What am I afraid of? What's there to be afraid of?
I gave myself a pep talk and answered the phone. There was a moment of silence on the other end before Xia Ziyan's melodious voice came through.
"Is your injury healed?"
"Yes...it's healed." Hearing her concern for me in her first words, I couldn't help but feel a little pleased. After a pause, she continued,
"He didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"
"No. How could someone as important as him..."

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