Min Min Weiwei (1-6)

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(Part 1)
"Anzi, organize all these documents before you leave work. We need them for the meeting tomorrow morning."
At 3:30, with only an hour and a half left before the end of the workday, Manager Lin handed me a huge pile of documents, clearly intending to make things difficult. However, I was already used to this shrewish boss every day, and still replied with a smile, "No problem."
"Overtime is fine, it's no big deal." I rolled up my sleeves and worked hard. As long as a person has motivation, they can face everything calmly and with a smile. And my motivation, of course, is my beloved new wife, Wenwen.
"Ring... Ring... Ring..." As the saying goes, you don't need to speak of the devil, he appears as soon as you do. Just as I was thinking of my wife's cute face, my pocket phone rang. It was Wenwen.
"Sorry, I have to work overtime tonight."
"It's okay, I'll make steak for dinner. You can call me when you leave, and I'll cook it at the right time."
"Okay, I'll call you later."
After hanging up, my wife's sweet voice lingered in my ears, making me feel incredibly content. It's been a month since we got married, and I've neglected my wife for almost half the time because of overtime, but Wenwen has never complained. One of my wife's greatest virtues is that she has absolutely no temper; she only ever says "okay" to everything. For a native Hong Kong girl, Wenwen is practically a rare breed, and her pretty face and stunning figure are beyond the reach of ordinary Hong Kong women.
Theoretically, such an outstanding woman should be a star, or the wife of a wealthy second-generation heir, but Wenwen willingly married a lowly white-collar worker like me. Besides thanking God, I really can't think of anything else.
I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Xu Yu'an, twenty-five years old this year; my wife, Wenwen, whose full name is Guo Baowen, is a year younger than me. Wenwen and I have known each other since middle school. Although we didn't go to the same school, we met at several gatherings because Wenwen is the cousin of my good friend Weiwei. A month ago, we finally tied the knot.
The honeymoon period is the sweetest time for a couple. The thought of coming home every day to see Wenwen, eating her homemade meals, and falling asleep in her warm embrace is pure bliss.
"Come on! Finish everything quickly so I can go home and be with Wenwen!"
I was full of energy, and work went exceptionally smoothly. Documents that usually took half a day were completed in no time. However, just as I finished and was thinking about seeing my beloved wife, the phone rang again. This time it was Weiwei calling.
Rong Weishan, the Weiwei I mentioned earlier, was my primary school classmate. Because we lived next door and our families were quite close, we often went to school together. Therefore, Weiwei and I could be considered childhood sweethearts.
Speaking of childhood sweethearts, many people probably think of romantic relationships, but in reality, we were just friends. Well, actually, when we first entered Form Four, driven by adolescent curiosity and because we were close, Weiwei suggested we try dating. But less than three weeks later, Weiwei retracted my title as her boyfriend over a small matter.
"You can't even do something like this right? How stupid are you? Let's just be friends again. I'm too familiar with you, Anzai; there's absolutely no spark!"
Weiwei was the kind of girl with a strong personality; she acted on her thoughts without hesitation. And I, being a passive and somewhat clumsy guy, didn't object much and accepted her suggestion. In fact, whether we were dating or just friends, Weiwei and I saw each other every day back then, so we weren't separated much and didn't feel much heartbreak. Perhaps everyone knew from the beginning that we were more suited to be friends than lovers.
Even after breaking up, we remained friends. Fortunately, my relationship with Weiwei was short, which allowed us to continue being friends without affecting our friendship. And what's even more fortunate is that, three weeks after my brief relationship with Weiwei, I met Wenwen at her birthday party. I used to feel very comfortable around Weiwei every day, but seeing Wenwen gave me a "she's the one!" shock. I think that's what Weiwei meant by "sparking"?
"This is my cousin Wenwen…why are you looking at me like that? Want to pursue her? She's very popular!"
"No, don't listen to your cousin's nonsense, I…I don't have a boyfriend."
Sometimes, thinking back on it makes me break out in a cold sweat. Imagine if it weren't for Weiwei's decisive action, and instead, like those dream-chasing girls who longed for a boyfriend to celebrate their birthdays and procrastinated, then the story would likely have been completely different if I had met Wenwen that day as her cousin's boyfriend.
Everything went smoothly after meeting Wenwen, even unexpectedly so. Such a beautiful girl actually accepted me. At first, I was hesitant to make a move, partly because I'm introverted, and partly because I felt there was no chance. But Weiwei kept pushing me towards Wenwen, and many things I dared not say aloud were told to Wenwen by Weiwei.
“Anzai likes quiet girls, and Wenwen is probably that type. But I know you definitely won’t accept him, cousin. See? I told you no way, Wenwen hates you.”
“I…I didn’t say I hate her!”
“You didn’t say it, but that’s what you meant! Anzai, give up. I know you want to pursue my cousin, but there’s no hope. Wenwen has absolutely no feelings for you!”
“I already said no!”
“Why do you look like you’re about to cry? Could it be that you’re interested in this useless and clumsy boy?”
“Cousin…cousin!”
I’m grateful to Weiwei. She’s not only my best friend, but also the matchmaker between Wenwen and me.
“You two are really together? Good heavens, two idiots together, won’t the child they have be pitiful? Okay, I’ll make him a godmother. At least the parents are stupid, so at least he’ll have a smart godmother.”
Weiwei and Wenwen are cousins, but their personalities are completely opposite. Wenwen was the extremely docile type, the kind of little animal who would blush when talking to others. She was rather short, with a baby face, and beneath her thick coat were two enormous breasts. The first time I actually touched them, I couldn't help but think, 'My God! This girl is a magician; she can keep those two big breasts so well hidden all the time.'
I clearly remember the expression on her face when I first held Wenwen's small hand; even her ears turned bright red. You can imagine how long it took us to have real intimacy with a girl like that.
"Haven't you won over my cousin yet? Let me tell you, Wenwen isn't the type of girl who resists. Push her down, and then just do it to her—she won't get angry." Weiwei spoke so boldly, completely unlike a girl. Of course, I knew my girlfriend had a compliant personality, but unfortunately, I'm not a proactive guy myself. As a result, our intimate night finally happened nine months later, on Wenwen's birthday—a night we'll never forget.
I was a virgin, and naturally, Wenwen was a virgin too.
"My first time was with Ah An, I'm so happy..." Wenwen said joyfully, wiping away her tears after enduring the pain of losing her virginity. Overjoyed at having gained my girlfriend's precious first time, I also had the leisure to tease Wenwen: "Won't you want me to be the second one?"
Wenwen blushed, lowered her head, and whispered, "Every time from now on... it has to be you."
Hearing this, I could no longer pretend to be cool. I hugged my beloved girlfriend tightly, vowing that every time from now on, it would be Wenwen.
As for Weiwei, even after I started dating Wenwen, we maintained a friendship. We still went to school and left school together every day, just like before. I saw her much more often than Wenwen did. I never thought that meeting my girlfriend would distance me from my friends, and Wenwen also fully believed in the pure friendship between me and her cousin. Weiwei and I made a pact that neither of us would reveal the fact that we had dated. I didn't intentionally hide it from Wenwen; I just didn't want her to misunderstand.
Later, Weiwei also met a boyfriend, which was a good thing for everyone. It was a win-win situation, and our relationship became even more transparent.
Weiwei's boyfriend's name was Xiaogang, but he wasn't small at all. He was a professional lifeguard, tall and muscular. However, Weiwei liked to boss men around, insisting on adding the word "small" to her boyfriend's name to imply that he was under her thumb. This seemingly strong boy didn't seem to mind and was happy to be the man beside the queen.
"Xiaogang wants to do 'that' with me, Anzai, don't you think it's too fast? How long did it take you and Wenwen to get together?" Weiwei, who usually seemed so straightforward, became shy like a little girl when it came to her own love life. I said, somewhat annoyed, "You're asking me this kind of question?"
"Why not? We're best friends, of course we should share our troubles. Tell me, did Wenwen feel any pain that day? Did she cry? Did she bleed? Oh dear, I'm so scared!"
"Why don't you ask Wenwen yourself?"
"Are you stupid! How can you ask her such a question?"
"Then how dare you ask me!"
That's how it was; Weiwei and I talked about everything, anything we could say, including a week later when she stared at me resentfully and said, "You said it didn't hurt much, it hurt like hell, you liar!"
"You're blaming me for this? It wasn't me who did it..." Perhaps it was just my imagination, but I felt that Weiwei seemed more alluring that day. My best friend had finally become a real woman.
Wenwen is the woman I love most, while Weiwei is a very important woman in my life.
After graduation, I joined a foreign trade company, while Wenwen entered the workforce a year later, working in interior design. Both of us had ordinary jobs, yet we found the greatest joy in life.
After a few years, I finally saved some money, and I thought it was time to marry Wenwen. My girlfriend's parents were as kind as Wenwen; they didn't look down on me because I wasn't wealthy, only instructing me to take good care of Wenwen before entrusting their precious daughter to me.
On the day of the proposal, I wanted to surprise Wenwen, but unfortunately, Weiwei had already revealed the secret to her cousin, proudly stating that she had personally chosen the ring: "Cousin, you should thank me; otherwise, if this fool had chosen, it definitely wouldn't be this beautiful."
Although she already knew beforehand, Wenwen was still overjoyed when she received the ring. She hid in the bathroom for a long time and wouldn't come out. When asked about it later, Wenwen replied shyly, "How could I let you see me crying during the happiest moment of my life? It's so embarrassing."
Being able to marry a girl like that, I'm the happiest person.
Wenwen and I got married. There were no dramatic scenes of fighting for love like in TV dramas; everything was so smooth and harmonious. On the wedding day, Weiwei, of course, attended as a bridesmaid. She and her boyfriend, Xiaogang, blessed Wenwen and me: "Congratulations! Anzai, you're such a fool, marrying my cousin. You have to take good care of her from now on!"
Weiwei has a cheerful personality, but on this day, she still shed tears of joy for her friend's marriage to her cousin. This little girl always likes to tease me, but in the end, she's still my best friend.
"What's the important thing, Sister Weiwei?" I answered the phone with my usual flippant attitude. Weiwei, as usual, said bluntly, "Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong? Don't forget I'm your benefactor!"
"Yes, yes, Sister Weiwei, I'll never forget your kindness. What do you need me to do? I'll be there any minute."
"Hmph, fine! Are you off work yet?"
"Just about to, still packing up."
"That's good. Come to my house now, it's important."
"Now? It's already seven o'clock. I promised Wenwen I'd come home for dinner."
"Can't you come home later? You get to eat your wife's cooking every day. Who said I'd be there any minute? Come right now, no questions asked!"
"But..." Before I could finish, Weiwei had already hung up. No one knows my best friend's personality better than me.
With a sullen sigh, I had no choice but to go to Weiwei's house. After marrying Wenwen, we bought a small house not far from our old home. Since Weiwei's so-called important matters were mostly trivial and didn't usually take much time, I didn't call Wenwen to report.
"We've arrived." We arrived by bus. To pay off the mortgage as soon as possible, Wenwen and I had been very frugal these past few years, trying not to spend any extra money. Even though we got our driver's licenses early, we never considered buying a car.
"What's the important news?" I asked with my usual wry smile. Weiwei opened the door, but her expression wasn't as relaxed as usual. She pouted and said, "I'm getting married!"
"Huh?"
she said, turning back to the living room. I closed the door behind me and congratulated her with a smile, "Congratulations! Why so sudden?"
"It's not sudden. Xiaogang and I have been together for five years, and seeing how happy Wenwen was at her wedding, I wanted a home too." Weiwei plopped down on the sofa, nonchalantly. I put on a confident, relaxed expression: "Yes, married life is really wonderful."
Weiwei, a little annoyed, picked up a cushion from the sofa and threw it at me: "I know you're happy! No need to wear that on your sleeve all the time." I caught it quickly and chuckled, "Envious? Don't be, you'll be someone else's wife soon."
"Someone else's wife...?" Weiwei sighed, lost in thought. I asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy about becoming a bride soon? Is it pre-wedding jitters?"
Weiwei glared at me and snorted, "Jitters my foot! I'm just feeling a bit sentimental."
"Sentimental?" I acted as if I were at home, casually taking a drink from the fridge, curious about my best friend's thoughts.
At this point, the usually outspoken Weiwei suddenly blushed, paused for a few seconds, and stammered, "Back then, I always thought that one day... I would be your wife, but you married my cousin, and I'm about to marry someone else."
I almost choked on my drink and said, "Why are you suddenly saying this?"
"Isn't that right? We did date! Back then, I really planned... planned to marry you." Weiwei shouted, her face flushed. I said, bewildered, "Back then it was just a joke, and you were the one who broke up with me." Weiwei
blamed everything on me, saying, "I wasn't joking with you. I know I was the one who broke up with you, but I didn't expect you not to try to stop me at all. It wasn't even a month before you got involved with someone else's cousin."
I found it even more incomprehensible and explained to myself, "What do you mean 'got involved with someone'? You introduced Wenwen to me, and you yourself said that we were more suited to be friends than lovers."
"I only said it out of desperation! You've found so many girls better than me, do you think I'd be so shameless as to ask you to be with me?" Weiwei said bitterly.
I never dreamed that Weiwei would say something like this today. In the past, when she was dating Wenwen, she always encouraged things. Why is she only saying today that she's always wanted to be with me?
Seeing my bewildered expression, Weiwei snorted and said, "I'm telling you all this today not because I want you to divorce Wenwen and marry me. Xiaogang is very good to me, and I'm determined to marry him. It's just that after deciding to get married, I want to give myself a proper resolution."
I knew Weiwei's true intentions and breathed a sigh of relief, "Is that all? Okay, you're a very good girl. It's my luck to be your good friend. From now on, live happily with Xiaogang!"
"You're being so fake. Look at you, you're completely unfazed. Are you afraid I'll break up your family? Am I that kind of woman?" Weiwei pouted and scolded. I waved my hand and explained, "Of course not. We've been friends for over ten years. You've always helped me, never hurt me..."
But before I could finish, Weiwei had already moved closer, wrapping her arms around my neck. Our eyes met: "We each have our other halves, but at your wedding that day, I realized that the one I love most is you."
"Weiwei?"
“I cried so many times that day. I regretted breaking up with you that day, and I've never forgotten that I gave my first kiss to that fool.”
In those brief three weeks, we had the most basic contact between boyfriend and girlfriend—a first kiss.
“Why bring this up again? Didn't we agree never to mention it?” For the past few years, we'd been good friends, living peacefully. Weiwei's sudden confession left me more bewildered than happy.
“I'm going to bring it up anyway! One more kiss, okay?” Weiwei pouted, her usual aggressive self.
“Weiwei…” My heart was racing. Although we'd been friends for over ten years, she was still a woman, and we'd dated before. It would be a lie to say there was no lust involved. I felt the girl before me was incredibly alluring, her fragrance filling my nostrils.
"What are you doing? It's not like we haven't kissed before. We kissed long before you met Wenwen." Weiwei said, as if trying to persuade me, "Are you afraid of Wenwen finding out? It's just a kiss, from your best friend. Isn't it worth taking this risk?"
"Weiwei..."
How can a normal man resist a kiss from a beautiful woman? Weiwei moved closer and closer, her red lips almost dripping with desire. I had nowhere to retreat. Just as our lips were about to touch, my wife's smiling face suddenly appeared before me.
"Honey, I've cooked dinner. Come home and eat."
"Wenwen!"
I desperately turned my head away, causing Weiwei to miss her. I don't consider myself a saint, but we've only been married for a month, and the other party is my wife's cousin. This is a risk I absolutely cannot take.
"I'm sorry, if Wenwen finds out, she'll be very sad."
"Really that heartless?" Weiwei brushed the dust off her face as she hit the wall, her expression resentful. My best friend has always been a stubborn woman; she doesn't listen to second thoughts. Resisting her rarely ends well.
“This isn’t about being heartless at all. You’re so beautiful, do you think I don’t want to kiss you? But I already have a wife, and you’re getting married soon too. Why create unnecessary trouble? It’s not good for anyone.” I explained the pros and cons earnestly. Weiwei snorted, “I don’t care! I only know that you don’t respect me at all, Xu Yu’an. Fine, I’ll tell Wenwen that we had an affair!”
“What?”
“You haven’t told her about our affair, have you? If Wenwen finds out we were together, let’s see how she feels.” Weiwei threatened me.
My heart was breaking. Weiwei continued, "She'll be heartbroken. We've been keeping her in the dark. We said we were breaking up, but we were actually together every day. When the three of us went out, we'd say we were her boyfriend, but when she wasn't around, we'd be having an affair."
I protested, "We weren't having an affair!"
"Back then, you saw me more often than you saw your cousin. If you told her we'd held hands and kissed, do you think she'd believe we weren't still seeing each other?"
I was speechless. Indeed, telling anyone this would make them think we were more than just friends. I sighed and said, "Fine, I give up, Sister Weiwei. What will it take for you to let me go?"
"Hmph!" Weiwei pressed her fingertip to her lips, thought for a moment, and snorted, "I want you to spend the night with me!"
My face turned red and then pale, and I yelled, "What are you talking about? How could you and I do such a thing!"
Weiwei said contemptuously, "What's impossible? Back then, when I asked you if you wanted to spend the night with me, you said yes."
Oh, I don't deny that when we were dating, Weiwei had teased me by asking that question. At that age, I was full of youthful vigor, so of course I said yes, and she beat me up badly, which made me afraid to even think about it afterward.
"Didn't I just say I wanted to settle things before the wedding and take back what's rightfully mine, including my first love?" Weiwei gave a seductive breath and said sweetly, "Spend one night with me, fulfill my wish, and we'll still be best friends, that will never change."
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