The hurt of first love

After graduating from university ,
I came to unfamiliar Beijing and became a technician at an internet company. At the time, I lived in a dilapidated apartment building in Xisi Hutong,
sharing a place with a colleague.
My colleague was a project manager, a typical workaholic, often working overtime until the early hours of the morning. While I was half-asleep or frantically flirting
with , the reckless thumping of his big leather shoes echoed down the corridor.
After a few drinks, he told me, with a shifty look in his eyes, that he had recently seen that girl, A-Chen. Then, looking me in the eye, seeing my reaction, I was prepared.
My job was relatively easy, a typical 9-to-5 life. When I had nothing to do, I would chat and joke around with my online buddies.
During that time, I met a manager at an internet cafe. He had heard I majored in computer science and was very impressed with me.
"Brother, I don't have homework this weekend, where should we go?"
Ladi followed Achen out.
He said he started hanging out after graduating high school and even wanted to become my apprentice. He even treated me to a meal at a street food stall, and we drank half a dozen beers with the barbecue.
Warm handshakes and occasional heart-pounding contractions.
I saw he was sincere, so I taught him a trick. This kid wasn't very bright; he didn't understand after I explained. I said, "Then I'll teach you step by step, right?" He said
okay, and told me to come to his internet cafe sometime. I said, "Let's talk about it."
This kid is a real womanizer; he's bad at academics but has a knack for picking up girls. He's not very knowledgeable, but he's tall, handsome, and sunny. If you don't
chat , you'd never guess he's such a clueless idiot.
We hadn't been close for long when he told me on QQ that he wanted to introduce me to a girlfriend. I said I already had a girlfriend, and he said, "Don't be ridiculous, you were drunk the other day,
what girlfriend are you talking about?" I was stunned by what he said. I didn't remember telling him at all. I remembered never telling anyone, because that girl had never admitted to anyone that we were ever together.
We were secretly dating for a while, and then she married a guy who was much better off than me.
This bothered me for a while, but then it gradually faded. I once tried very hard to ask myself if I had ever loved her. I realized it probably wasn't
love, because not long after, her memory became hazy, just like that pitiful one-night stand with me, making it hard to recall any unforgettable details. In that
sense , I've never truly experienced love. Although he's no longer a virgin psychologically, he's not mentally a virgin either. Am I being a little
shameless ?
Oh, and I haven't introduced him yet. This guy's name is Liu Xinpeng, also from out of town, 21 this year, two years younger than me. He looks energetic, with a bright and charming smile
, but deep down he's a lecherous scoundrel, constantly plotting to get girls into bed.
Taking advantage of internet cafes, he's harassed countless naive young girls and lonely young women. But he's still single and has no family. He often laments how cruel
fate to him, how God won't even give him a wife.
I said, "Then why are you still flirting with other women even though you have a wife?" "Does the woman sleep around?" he asked. He said he couldn't guarantee it. I said, "Who could stay with someone like you?" He said he definitely wanted to
find someone young, beautiful, and rich. I said, "Keep dreaming."
He said, "That's not necessarily true. Maybe he'll bring me one someday."
A few days later, on an autumn weekend afternoon, I was fast asleep, daydreaming. This guy's phone call woke me up. He told me he was at the Baren
Beef Restaurant downstairs and wanted me to come down. He also said he'd brought a girl to introduce me to.
I groggily got up, washed my face, slipped on a pair of foam slippers, put on a ripped crew neck t-shirt, and a pair of shorts, and went downstairs.
I simply ordered (some equipment).
This was my first time meeting Achen, and from then on, my life changed.
She laughed and cursed, panting, trying to push me away, but her two hands were held by two men, one on each side, and she couldn't resist their advances at all, following their
calls.
Liu Xinpeng loudly called for the waiter to bring another bottle of beer, and I knew this guy was calling me to pay the bill. I didn't say anything, just asked the girl's name
and school. She said she was studying hotel management at the Tourism College, 17 years old, and a freshman. She also said her family was from Beijing. I said okay, and that if my sister needed anything in the future, just call
me . Then we started raising our glasses, and the girl was very... His swift drinking and slurping impressed me.
I was in exceptional form that day, drinking quite readily and telling a joke that made Liu Xinpeng laugh like a fool, while the girl covered her mouth and
laughed too.
Later, as we drank more and more, the girl started to feel the effects. It was getting dark, and Liu Xinpeng was clearly quite drunk, but he still wanted to bring some beer to my place.
I said, "Let's forget it, let's do it another day." He insisted, and I realized that arguing with a drunkard never leads to anything, so I just went along with it.
Back at my two-bedroom apartment, Liu Xinpeng complimented how tidy my room was. I said, "That's just how I am." The girl leaned to one side... She nodded, smiled,
and said nothing. She continued drinking in my room.
So, I felt completely unburdened.
The girl turned on my computer in my room and started chatting on QQ. I watched from the side, and that's when I finally had a chance to get a good look at her. I noticed that her breasts were
well-developed, somewhere between a C and D cup.
I stole a couple of glances, then felt guilty and didn't dare look again. The girl didn't look at me either, casually tapping the keyboard occasionally, a faint smile playing on her lips.
I paced around the room a couple of times, suddenly realizing that not seizing such a good opportunity would make me a beast. So, I sheepishly went over, pretending to look... She
shifted slightly, seemingly uneasy, paused for a moment, and murmured, "Wait, just a moment..."
I stood awkwardly beside her, my mind blank. She hesitated, then closed QQ, lowered her head to think for a moment, then stood up, her arms
clearly not those of a child. Before I could think further, her soft, full lips were already close to mine. I touched them lightly, and nothing moved
me as much as this. In the chilly autumn night, I heard her breathy, ethereal whispers, and I savored the rich flavor of the world. Her nimble tongue entwined around mine,
making me dizzy. Drunk and reckless.
Her short skirt and thin clothes were effortlessly pulled down, and just as my hands were about to slip under her bra to explore, she suddenly
grabbed my hand tightly, panting, her eyes struggling to clear from her drunken stupor, and asked, "I heard you got dumped by your girlfriend?"
My heart pounded, and I reached out to stroke her hair. She didn't flinch or say anything, so I mustered my courage and kissed the top of her head.
I was taken aback, nodded, and said, "Is it ugly?"
She smiled shyly and shook her head gently, saying, "No, but you didn't ask if I had a boyfriend."
我溘然认为应当不好意思的是我本身，于是就问了句：「那你有男同伙吗？」
她咬了咬嘴唇，迟疑了下，说：「有的啊。」
我一愣，心说，我真是个禽兽。没想到她接着低声嘀咕说：「他是个混蛋。」
这回轮到我傻了，想接着问：「那你爱他吗？」
可又一想，这么问一个被钠揭捉在身下的漂亮女孩，那是不是很欠揍？再说多一事不如少一事，反正你又没想跟
人家处物件，问那么多干嘛呀？这么一想，心下就释然了，于是大胆地一把拉下了她的肩带……一只白花花、跳跃
着的乳峰带着引导魂魄腐化的颤抖和涌动，在我的面前完美出现。
初萌的粉红色的冉背同在淡色的乳晕中心娇嫩地挺拔。我口干舌燥，呼吸不畅，不受控制的罪行的手，已经不
听使唤地主动伸了以前，抓住了那个完美的物体。
Clothes were carelessly tossed aside, and in the moment our skin touched, her soft, smooth body, carrying the chill of the autumn night, felt like a refreshing drink. I dared not breathe loudly,
only letting out soft sighs, seemingly from the depths of my soul, as I held her waist tightly and rubbed my face between her breasts.
The room was dimly lit, the computer screen flickering with changing light; night had fallen, and the beauty was like a dream, ethereal yet real.
I felt her full thighs pressed tightly against my waist, her importance evident. As my hands roamed over her body, I felt her involuntary
throbbing.
I didn't look at her genitals; I didn't want to be so vulgar, afraid of being disgusted by her, but I felt that her skin below was so delicate, the fine
hairs pitifully sparse.
"She's not on QQ, maybe she's invisible," he said, adding that after we parted ways that night, they went to a hotel.
Actually, I was already unbearably hard, but I couldn't bear to treat her roughly. So I gently caressed her, feeling her body gradually
relax , becoming soft and submissive. Her breath grew hotter, and her soft moans seemed to come from the other side of her soul.
I felt her lower body gradually becoming wet, and her eyes were already glazed over. So I slowly entered her, very gently, but I still saw her brows
furrowed, her expression serious. It was so tight, every inch of entry was difficult, and just as I was about to go all the way in, I realized I had reached her most tender depths.
"Don't mention that person, it's so annoying."
"Stop, stop..." she pleaded softly and urgently, and I dared not continue.
After a while, she caught her breath, feeling less bothered. She looked at me apologetically and whispered, "It's alright, it's okay, just be gentle."
As she involuntarily tightened her embrace around me, I responded passionately, lifting her from the bed and standing beside it like I was holding a child.
Her legs wrapped around my waist, her arms tightly around me.
I suddenly felt incredibly powerful, so my movements became more vigorous. She let out a deep, seductive moan and offered her mouth. I couldn't hold back
any longer and ejaculated, a torrent of fluid. She was startled and held me still, motionless.
I dejectedly put her down, glancing at her shy face, still flushed with passion, feeling utterly remorseful.
The old man, impatient and waiting, squeezed in, and I reluctantly withdrew, my erect glans even twitching upwards as I pulled out.
"Sorry, wait, let's continue..." I tried to explain, to ease the awkward situation.
Unexpectedly, she reached out and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressed her face against my chest, and sighed, "Okay, that's good enough..."
I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. I hugged her and said many tender words. I'm actually not good at comforting girls, but for some reason, with this girl, no matter how ordinary the situation
... Then, I felt myself falling into a dangerous vortex, needing to escape quickly, or my future would be bleak. Just as I was racking my brains for a way out
, the cheesy words I couldn't bring myself to say flowed out like a stream, leaving me bewildered by my own mouth . It's still not on my own head.
In the middle of the night, when my neighbor Liu Xinpeng came shuffling over asking for water, the girl Achen was already dressed neatly and sitting at my computer desk,
engrossed in a game, while I was in the kitchen cooking porridge for a late-night snack. Everything seemed like nothing had happened.
He still looked dazed and drunk, but as he left with his arm around Achen's waist after finishing his snack, I thought I saw him wink at me
. I wasn't sure if I was seeing things. I believed I was seeing things. He really was drunk.
II. My ex-girlfriend
Liu Xinpeng also mentioned her, telling me he hadn't seen her again.
"Guess how many times I ejaculated that day?"
I said listlessly, "Once, I guess."
"Five times!" he said excitedly. "I couldn't get up all morning, my back is about to break."
I glanced at this guy's tall and muscular build, probably weighing over 10 kilograms. I'd seen his penis when I was bathing with him at the public bathhouse; even when it wasn't erect, it was
more than an inch longer than mine. I really couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to be with that young girl, A-Chen. So I just told myself he was bragging, and that what he said wasn't
true. I took the next day off from work, and then, after work, I wanted to go out and buy a shirt. I'd been filthy lately, and didn't have a decent piece of clothing.
It was true, he was just bragging.
I told myself I hadn't fallen in love with A-Chen; she was just someone who passed through my life, appearing and disappearing.
Life goes on, and no one will do anything for anyone else. Life is a continuous repetition, and repetition brings peace of mind and a sense of security. This kind of life is more suitable
for not seeking or trying to make it happen. That would make me feel like I'm surrounded by danger, making me terrified. Determined. I prefer a stable and unchanging life, like
this one .
However, you can never predict what will happen in the future, or even what will happen in the next second, just as I couldn't foresee the call from a
flashing .
It was a female friend of mine, someone I had never known existed. She stood out among my many female female friends, sending me a passionate
call. "I'm Achen," she introduced herself.
I didn't know she had added me to my friend list while using my computer that day. She didn't say anything at the time, and I don't know what she was thinking.
But I believe she just wanted to be friends with me, and even considered being one of her casual sex partners. This idea came from Yu Kuiguan Liu Xinpeng's description of what happened
in the middle of the night . I can't be sure if what he said was true, or just his wishful thinking, and I'm too embarrassed to verify it. So,
The work that followed was still beyond my expectations.
One dark and windy night, I hailed a taxi and dragged Ah Chen, reeking of smoke, out of a dimly lit internet cafe. She had shrunk her hair and
looked somewhat normal again, then clung to my arm. Back in my room, I gently held her, wiping away her tears that were slowly streaming down her face. She rested her head on
my arm, her face instantly turning bright red. She frowned, bit her lower lip, and struggled to cover her large breasts with her arms.
Her face was now resting on my arm, and I listened to her endless rambling about her troubles.
Her boyfriend was her high school classmate's cousin, a small business owner. He had some money and started dating Achen in high school; they dated for over two years. He was initially
very good to her, but later revealed his true colors, getting entangled with some shady women.
Achen's father was a law enforcement official, a minor leader. He was very strict with Achen, only becoming more independent after she went to university.
Achen, of course, couldn't stand her boyfriend's behavior and argued with him several times, but nothing came of it. When things got really bad, he disappeared, and Achen had no choice but to pretend to be interested in
him. But this girl was inherently spoiled and proud, with a very unbalanced personality.
That guy was quite good at making girls happy. Whenever he had free time, he would buy equipment for Achen, buying expensive equipment without batting an eye. He also took Achen traveling everywhere;
last summer, he even drove his Q7 to Yunnan for a trip. It was clear he still cared deeply for Achen. This made the girl very conflicted and resistant; she couldn't bear to part with him.
That evening, dinner with the female accountant was tasteless. Fortunately, I was well-prepared, and after dinner, I accompanied her to Xidan. Then I took her back to her hotel. The female accountant expressed
her feelings for me, but couldn't accept that bad guy's promiscuous behavior. She couldn't control him, and she couldn't let go. So she was tormenting herself.
I understood; it turned out I had taken advantage of her vulnerability and gotten involved with her . Taking advantage of a family's vulnerability is utterly shameless. Despite my shame, I couldn't bear to part with the delicate girl in my
arms. So I feigned comfort, taking the opportunity to grope her.
In the heat of passion, we became one. I performed exceptionally well this time, continuing for nearly three hours until dawn, finally erupting for the third time amidst the girl's pleas for mercy.
Then, our two young souls, both fallen, embraced, our young bodies resting
together, comforting each other as we fell asleep. From that day on, I became the object of this girl's complaints. My duty was to listen, but I never offered her any advice. This was because I adhered to the principle of "better to tear down a temple than to break up a marriage." I would always
curse that guy as a bastard, but I just wouldn't suggest they separate.
At the same time, I didn't try to reconcile them, because in my opinion, that guy was simply not good enough for our A-Chen. Who knows how A-Chen got so bewitched, so completely infatuated with that guy
. It was truly a love-hate relationship, a mix of both…
Thinking about this, I suddenly understood something: isn't this what they call love?
I politely expressed my gratitude… Ugh.
I've heard people say that love and hate are always intertwined. So, it's an undeniable fact that Achen loves her boyfriend!
After realizing this, I suddenly felt inexplicably depressed. All the gods and Buddhas in the sky vanished, leaving only a wisp
of listless cloud.
I discovered that behind this fact lay my unspeakable, dirty scheme; deep down, I had designs on the girl. Realizing this, I
was shocked by myself. This is too much! It's impossible! However, I knew I was secretly waiting for that impossible, "
what if" scenario: if Achen found out my true intentions, she would definitely ignore me. If Liu Xinpeng found out, I would never be able to hold my head high in front of him again. That
guy still didn't know about Achen's reappearance after disappearing.
Then, the little avatar on QQ started flashing and calling me again.
As it turned out, that afternoon, we went to a dimly lit dance hall, and amidst the wild music, I watched in amazement as the well-behaved Achen transformed into a wild disco
girl.
I... I had never seen her body so supple and graceful. Our few times of making love were always in the dark, and each time she would hide in my
arms , enjoying my endless caresses, making me think she was a sweet, innocent girl.
In the dance hall, she climbed onto the stage, her dizzying twists, splits, and incredible contortions and swaying eliciting screams and
cheers from the entire audience! She had never told me she had received excellent dance training, but at that moment, even though I'm a complete dance novice, I could tell she was the best
dancer there, without a doubt.
That evening, after showering, I held the shy girl from behind on the bed, whispering in her ear as I gently touched her breasts, caressing her full, soft flesh
, and softly praising her dance moves and figure.
Then, as she turned to me with a contented smile, I lifted one of her beautiful legs, and she obediently raised it, higher and higher, until her
small, delicate feet were pressed against my ear. My heart pounded wildly. She wouldn't let me turn on the overhead light, only allowing me to use a dim bedside lamp each time,
and even during the day, she would draw the curtains. Deep down, she was a shy girl. Even so, her figure still intensely aroused me. I felt

myself trembling, and my penis seemed harder and more erect than usual, igniting my lust.
That night, I was utterly captivated. She continuously performed unexpected and difficult moves, making my blood boil and leaving me unable to control myself. Seeing my astonished
expression, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, then moaned and cried out amidst my vigorous movements.
After she left in the early morning, I lay in bed for a long time. I knew... I've already fallen in. I've fallen into this little girl's emotional trap.
From now on, if she says east, I'll go east; if she says west, I'll go west.
III. Recklessness
I have no confidence in this relationship. Because I don't know if I have a place in her heart. I know her jerk boyfriend hurt her deeply, but
he also gave her many things—yes, many things—maybe there was some emotion, or maybe love too, I don't know.
I held her, and she nestled in my arms like a gentle little lamb. I slowly and gently entered and exited her body, she... My passion was gradually ignited.
What I couldn't understand was how you could love someone and yet feel ashamed and embarrassed—that made no sense. So I didn't think that guy really loved Achen. But he
did buy Achen a lot of things—expensive bags, jewelry, necklaces, and things like that. Things I couldn't afford. I thought I was just a fool, a
poor wretch. How could I be worthy of being with her?
So I was content with the status quo, and for a while I even intentionally avoided seeing her, which made her very unhappy. But she didn't seem to care much; she just let it go after she was angry, without arguing.
There was no fuss, which made me feel even more disappointed.
During the Spring Festival, my workplace had a long holiday, and I used my accumulated annual leave to go back to my hometown for the New Year.
My parents introduced me to someone, an accountant at a state-owned enterprise. She was very honest and good-looking. I didn't say I approved or disapproved;
I wanted to see how things went, but thinking about Achen made things a little awkward. Sometimes we'd call each other, go out for a meal, or watch a movie. When we held hands,
I felt a bit uneasy. The girl was very generous and patient. She listened to my rambling without arguing, and sometimes
we'd talk about topics she was interested in. I felt she was very well-read, knowledgeable about everything from astronomy to geography. I guessed I might have met someone formidable. Marrying her
would be a disaster.
After the holiday, I returned to Beijing and contacted Achen. She always seemed very busy. I asked her if she had gotten back together with her boyfriend. She said it was impossible for her to be so upset;
she almost jumped off a building the day before yesterday. I said, "Don't be like that, tell me what's wrong." She said, "Didn't you go back to your hometown to find a boyfriend?" I was shocked; she even knew that...
She was still immersed in the waves of climax, unable to pull herself away. My hands caressed her waist, her breasts, her neck, and her cheeks. Her tender skin...
I was stunned. Even after she walked out the door, I hadn't recovered. Was she taking revenge? I was going crazy. Who was she taking revenge on? Me? Or her boyfriend?
I later found out she used my QQ account to access my QQ space and saw my hidden things... This was terrifying!
I called her to ask her to hang out, but she said she had something to do. I joked, "Did you find another male confidant?"
She said... "What do you mean, 'looking'? You men are all the same." I said, "But there are exceptions." She didn't say anything, then after a while, she said to me, "
I had dinner with Liu Xinpeng the day before yesterday.
" My heart suddenly skipped a beat, and I casually asked, "What happened after dinner?" She didn't answer and hung up the phone.
I was devastated and heartbroken, as if something had pricked my heart, a vague pain, and I was incredibly agitated. So I went to find Liu Xinpeng. When I saw him, I
said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to drinks." He happily followed me to a small restaurant and we started drinking. He
grunted and looked back. After a while, he said he'd discovered that the girl he knew had been dishonest lately, meeting up with a friend online.
I asked, "How did you know?" He said, "I hacked her account, but I didn't do anything, just..." I looked at her chat history.
I told him not to guess, and he swore it was true.
I laughed and said, "Even if it's true, it's just another way to get away with it." I added, "But hacking accounts is illegal." This guy shamelessly said, "If you don't tell her, she
won't know."
The sun was already high in the sky, and Ah Chen was still nestled beside me like a kitten, not awake.
Coincidentally, his phone rang at that moment. He looked at the number and laughed, thinking, "Speak of the devil, and he appears!" So he told Ah Chen he was
drinking with me. Then he said "oh" twice and hung up, telling me Ah Chen to come over later.
I felt incredibly ashamed.
I wondered, why didn't she come when I called? Was she coming for this guy?
A little while later, Ah Chen... When she arrived, her eyes were red and swollen, clearly from crying. I asked what was wrong, and she told me she'd been having dinner with her boyfriend and his colleagues.
One of his female colleagues was at the table, and she knew about the affair, but had been holding back her anger. Later, seeing them getting increasingly agitated after a few drinks, even
flirting, she couldn't help but complain (and her boyfriend yelled at her). Feeling humiliated, she ran away crying.
Liu Xinpeng and I were furious and wanted to confront the guy. Just then, Achen's phone rang. It was her boyfriend, worried something had happened to her, searching everywhere for her.
The caller was a girl with clear eyes, a shy blush on her face, and dressed in a neat student outfit. She smiled sweetly and told me
she was angry. She immediately hung up the phone. Then, other people from her boyfriend's company started calling. Helpless, she told one of them that
she was fine and having dinner with friends at xxx restaurant.
Less than ten minutes later, two cars pulled up outside, and a group of men and women rushed in.
It was the first time I'd ever seen Achen's boyfriend. He was a rather composed young man, not particularly handsome or striking. He immediately apologized to Achen,
then humbly told her to go home, saying he'd make amends.
If something like this had happened, I wouldn't be so humble today, let alone if I hadn't called ahead.
One of the guys with them, wearing a plaid shirt, wasn't having it. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "How dare you talk to our boss like that? So disrespectful!" "What?
I was furious too, so I threw a beer in the guy's face. He was quick, punching me in the stomach. I couldn't catch my breath and squatted down.
Ah Chen, who had been sitting there silently, snorted, grabbed his bag, and walked out. I got kicked twice, and those guys were back to their old ways. This was incredibly embarrassing
, but Liu Xinpeng, being thick-skinned and carefree, didn't seem to care and could still sit down and continue drinking. I wasn't as shameless as him
, and I felt a bit embarrassed. He tried to comfort me, saying that Ah Chen had cheated on that guy quite a bit, so we weren't at a loss. I sensed something was off about him, but I couldn't
argue, so I just drank with him in silence. It was so frustrating.
I maintained a lukewarm relationship with Ah Chen, and with my family... " The progress of the female accountant in the office was also slow.
One day, the female accountant said that her company was sending people to Beijing for a meeting, and she was one of them. I said, "Great, when are you coming?" She said she would arrive in the afternoon. I said, "
Let's have a meal this afternoon, and I'll treat you to dinner tonight." She said, "Okay."
As I was leaving the company, I received a call from A-Chen, asking me to go to a bar with him. I said, "That's too expensive, I can't afford it." She said, "
It's okay, I'll treat you." I said, "That's not a good idea." Later, I couldn't resist her soft words and gave in.
A-Chen was still angry. He looked at me and Liu Xinpeng with a glare. Liu Xinpeng swung his arm and said, "How can you bully our A-Chen like that?" After that,
we drank until midnight and returned to my place. It was a long time before I went back to my place. After doing "that," a natural tenderness and sweetness filled the air. We spent most of the night together, and the next day I...
I rubbed my eyes, thinking about yesterday's work, and the more I thought about it, the more something seemed off. Logically speaking, Ah Chen and her boyfriend haven't broken up, so what's
the meaning ? Could it be that this girl is indecisive, weighing her options between me and her boyfriend? I didn't dare think about it anymore, so I told myself, "Don't be delusional.
" Recalling what she mumbled about her boyfriend having slept with other women lately while we were drinking yesterday, I felt quite sorry for this young girl.
Just as I was furtively trying to secretly touch her body again in the morning light, she woke up, slapped my hand away, turned around and gave me a sweet smile,
so I had no choice but to get up and prepare breakfast.
She got up with a smile, washed up, and got dressed. While eating breakfast, I suddenly had a change of heart and advised her, "Don't argue with your husband anymore; he's actually
quite good to you.
" She rolled her eyes at me and said, "What, you're tired of playing around? Want to dump me?"
I said, "How about we get together?" She laughed and said, "If you buy a house and a car in Beijing, then go for it." I said, "That'll be a long time coming!" She laughed for a while and
said, "Actually, he's not bad. He's much better to me than he is to those other women. I know he's sincere, but I just hate how much of a womanizer he is. Now he's even
found other women without hiding it from me. I don't know how much longer I can hold out."
She logged off. When I was being pinned to the table, I saw Liu Xinpeng, that big, clumsy guy, also being pinned to another table by Achen's boyfriend. She
was almost in tears as she spoke. I was speechless, stammering for a long time.
She said okay, then asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly buying clothes?" I said someone from my hometown was coming, and she laughed and asked, "Is your boyfriend coming over
?"
I touched my nose and said yes, then blurted out a particularly annoying question, "How about we have dinner together tonight?" Then I saw
Ah Chen's face turn pale, and she stared blankly, refusing to eat.
I realized I'd said the wrong thing; I really knew how to rub salt in the wound. After sitting for a while, Ah Chen composed herself, got up, put on her clothes, grabbed her bag, and left.
She said, "Brother, I'm awake." Then she said, "Brother, I'm hungry."
Two hours later, she came back with four shirts, forcing me to try them all on. She picked out the one she liked best and said, "Wear this one."
I had no choice but to obey.
I said, "We're practically family now, why are you thanking me?" The accountant, Rao, was shrewd and capable, and her face flushed slightly.
Perfect for someone like me. Of course, sometimes I also hope for some changes in life, some unusual things to happen, and even look forward to such things happening, but I
turned back.
I asked myself, what do you mean? Is this a confession?
Has the female accountant left yet? (Oh my god, Chen came to visit me again, chatting with someone on QQ on my computer, barely paying attention to me. I felt guilty, so I deliberately stayed
close to her, watching her chat with someone. When she saw me coming, whether intentionally or not, she started talking about some explicit topics with the other person.
I adopted the attitude of not holding a grudge and just watched with a smile. She became even more unrestrained in saying crazy things on QQ, and even made an appointment to meet someone at a hotel.
After saying that, she went in, leaving me standing there dumbfounded, staring at the half-open glass door of the bathroom.
The other person immediately replied "okay" and asked her to wait a while to tell her the room number. I was a little nervous, but she was very relaxed and didn't take it seriously at all.) It looked like...
Within minutes, the other party sent the hotel and room number, along with a photo of an older man who looked to be in his thirties.
Gradually, this guy almost collapsed, so I had to help him to my roommate's room and throw him on the bed. He was completely unconscious. My roommate had gone back to her hometown for her day off, and
the other party logged off after two hours.
I asked her if she was really going to keep the appointment, and she said that if you make an appointment, you should keep it; how can a person be untrustworthy? I said, "You don't even
know ; that's dangerous." She said, "How do you know I don't know him?" I was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
She smiled and said, "Why don't you come with me?" "?"
Maybe it's all men? All the men who have disappointed her?
Should I blame her? Can I blame her? What right do I have to blame her? Which of us men hasn't done all sorts of bad things and broken women's hearts? When I'm
facing the female accountant, am I any more in love with her than Ah Chen's boyfriend?
However, I really care. I can't help but imagine Ah Chen and that old man in bed. I suddenly want to cry. I feel useless. I
think this world is both crazy and disappointing.
IV. Disappointment
Before May Day, I got engaged to the female accountant. I took leave to go back to my hometown. I met with both sets of parents, and they were quite satisfied.
The family is preparing for next year... They arranged my wedding, and after the wedding, I would leave Beijing and go back to my hometown to find a job. I didn't dare tell Achen in person, so I told
her on QQ. She said she'd tell me after she graduated from university, that it was a long time. Then she disappeared. Then I didn't hear from her for a long time . She
rarely
answered my calls, and when she did, she'd only say a few words and then hang up. About two months passed like this. One day she came to see me, and I almost didn't
recognize her. She had dyed her hair several colors, wore a leather jacket, a ridiculously short denim skirt, and heavy makeup. She looked so radiant and beautiful. I said, "How did a young girl like you end up like this?"
She retorted defiantly, "What's it to you? If you were to, I'd listen to you."
I sensed the hidden meaning in her words and felt discouraged. I softened and said, "Okay, little sister, I won't bother you anymore." Seeing my deflated state, she also lost her bravado.
After a , she washed off her makeup, returning to her original innocent self.
She sat in front of my computer, playing games endlessly. I could tell she wasn't in a good mood, so I asked her if she had argued with her boyfriend again. She frowned and said...
I said, "What's wrong?" She hesitated for a moment, then said, "That guy took a bunch of people from his company to Hainan for vacation."
I said, "Isn't that great? Why didn't you go?"
She said, "He has two or three girlfriends, I didn't want to get involved." I was speechless.
After a while, she asked if I was still living in Beijing after getting married. I said that houses in Beijing are too expensive, I can't afford them, and I'm going back to my hometown. She didn't
say anything after that and went to chat with someone on QQ.
After a while, she said she had an appointment and had to leave. I asked her where she was going. She looked at me without saying anything, and my heart sank. "Can't you not go?"
"What do you think?"
I couldn't answer. She came over and smiled at me, saying, "Why don't you come along?"
I told her not to go, and she said, "Fine, don't come with me then."
I tried to pull her away, but she shook me off, looking at me with a strange gaze. I was embarrassed and flustered.
Her gaze softened as she looked at me, and she came over and took my hand, whispering, "Come with me. There are two of them, and I'm a little scared."
I panicked and said, "You're scared, yet you're going? No, you can't go!"
She looked at me with that cold gaze again and said, "I didn't expect you to be even more cowardly than me." Then she turned and left.
I followed her without any direction, went outside, and hailed a taxi. We didn't speak the whole way. I was angry and anxious, but there was nothing I could do. I could only
follow her, thinking that I had to protect her no matter what.
Upon arriving at the hotel, another four-star establishment, I followed her into the elevator. We reached the designated floor and found the room number. At the door, I
noticed she seemed a little anxious; she hesitated for a moment, but then decisively stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
The door opened, and a man with gleaming eyes ushered her inside. I quickly followed.
The hotel was luxurious, and I noticed a black police uniform hanging on the coat rack. I hadn't expected them to be police officers; my heart pounded.
Entering the lobby, another strong, muscular man emerged. Their actions and demeanor sent a chill down my spine, like
sharing a room with wolves from the animal kingdom.
The two men led Ah Chen to the sofa, ignoring me completely.
Only when the man thrust into her did she slightly open her mouth, letting out an uncontrollable moan.
I stood not far from the door, pondering the most convenient time to escape, when I saw a man already had his arm around Achen's waist, another hand
on her leg, his lips almost touching her face. Just as I was about to speak, I saw a man cup Achen's face and kiss
her lips.
Later, I didn't see Achen for a long time. This beautiful girl vanished like air, just as she had disappeared from my life.
My heart stopped for a moment; that instant felt like an eternity. I wanted to scream, but no sound came out. I wanted to rush forward, but no matter how hard
I tried, I couldn't take a step, as if I were nailed to the spot, unable to move an inch. Blood rushed to my head, and the sound of blood rushing through my brain roared. Deep
inside , it was as if a crack had suddenly opened in the darkest door, letting in a dark, ancient, and profound light.
As they pulled open Ah Chen's clothes, I saw her body visibly tremble. Then, one after the other, they lifted her up and walked towards the bathroom,
undressing without restraint as they went
. The two men moved swiftly, and by the time they reached the bathroom door, she was completely naked, along with their own clothes.
One man lifted her up and carried her into the bathroom, the other following behind, closing the door behind him, but then pushing it open halfway and peeking out to me,
saying, "Little brother, let's go."
At that moment, two things became clear
to me. First, I was powerless to stop them. I couldn't beat those two clearly trained police officers; they were probably ten years older than me and
had ten times my fighting experience. I also couldn't call the police to arrest them, because they were police officers, and possibly their superiors.
Second, neither she nor I were in any real danger. What they were doing to her was just the most common thing in human history.
But the problem was that I couldn't accept it at all. I couldn't imagine what would happen next.
Would they hurt her shame? Would they bully her? My heart pounded with anxiety, and so, I mustered my courage and went forward, pushing open the bathroom door and stepping inside.
The scene before me, so close at hand, instantly froze me.
Water was spraying from the showerhead, and three drenched men were staring at me. On the large, pure black marble sink
, Ah Chen sat on her stomach. One man had one arm around her waist and the other cupping one of her breasts, kissing her. Another man had spread her legs and was kneeling down,
sucking on her genitals.
I stared at them, dumbfounded. Less than a meter away from me, Ah Chen's fair, delicate skin was so striking against the black marble, and
the lewd atmosphere was breathtakingly disturbing.
Achen glanced at me sideways, then kicked me with her wet foot, seemingly between my legs.
Instinctively, I grabbed her ankle and we ended up entangled together.
I forgot to take off my clothes, completely oblivious to the fact that my soaking wet clothes were clinging to my body.
I was just as infatuated with her figure as they were. They looked at me, seemingly laughing at me. One of them went to the showerhead to rinse off, while the other got
some shower gel lathered it on Achen. While Achen was being lathered in the shower gel in the man's arms, she still managed to reach out and help me take off my t-shirt and pants.
Only then did I realize my disheveled state. I quickly took off my clothes and ran to the door, throwing them on the ground outside.
When I returned, Achen was already sandwiched between two men. Four men's hands, lubricated by the bath soap, roamed over her glistening skin.
Their bodies pressed tightly against hers, their erect penises rubbing against her lower abdomen and buttocks. She could no longer contain her arousal, and shamefully
raised her hand to slap one of the men's faces, covering her
private parts with her hands .
The men pulled her under the showerhead to rinse her off, and soon she was clean. Two men pulled her to sit on the edge of the bathtub, one on each side, praising
her skin and beauty. They kissed her as they praised, admiring every part of her body, their mouths following wherever their praise went.
Their mouths bit her neck, waist, and thighs, and her moans grew louder as her body gradually went limp in the men's arms
. I was confused and bewildered by Achen's call.
An older man beckoned to me and said in a deep voice, "Brother, come forward."
I took a step forward and noticed that Achen's body seemed to be twitching slightly.
The man who spoke to me reached out and lifted Achen's soft, round chin so that she could see me. I saw that her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
She blinked, and seemed to see me clearly, a hint of shame appearing on her face.
The man leaned close to her ear and said with a smile, "You brought this kid here so he could watch how the uncles play with his little wife, did
n't you ?"
The two men laughed when they saw this. They pulled her arms back, and then each of them reached out and supported the girl with one hand on each side. One of her breasts was suddenly seized by a man who
eagerly lunged forward, biting down on it and sucking hard until half of the breast was in his mouth. The other
man followed suit, taking the other breast into his mouth.
I felt a surge of heat rise in my abdomen, and I could almost see the girl's delicate nipple and areola intertwined with the man's tongue in his mouth…
Her dazed gaze shifted from my face, following my gaze to her exposed breasts and the two hungry men, one biting her
. Her body trembled, and she let out a low moan, a sound that was both sorrow and joy.
One man pulled the limp girl into his arms, while the other lifted her legs. The large bathtub overflowed with water…
I fled outside in a disheveled state, wrapped myself in a bath towel, grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the teahouse, and with trembling hands, pulled one out, struck a match, lit it, and
took a deep drag. Listening to Lang Lingqing's voice rising and falling, my heart felt like a jumbled mess of emotions, indescribable.
After a while, there was no movement. Then, the younger man came out, followed by an older man carrying Ah Chen, who was wrapped in a bath towel . 　　The younger man gestured to me, indicating that I should follow him into the spacious bedroom inside. The man carrying Ah Chen entered, and the other man ripped the bath towel off Ah Chen, then
threw her onto the bed. She struggled for a moment, but before she could get up, the two men pounced on her. 　　Before I left, I looked down and saw her dazed eyes, her slightly open mouth still... She moaned softly, a glistening drool trickling from the corner of her mouth. Although 　　the overhead light was a soft, golden glow, I had never seen Ah Chen naked in such bright light before, and I realized she was even more beautiful than I had imagined. After her initial panic, she gave up resisting and struggling. Under my watchful gaze, as the two men spread her legs by her knees, the blush on her face spread all the way to her neck and chest. She helplessly covered her face with her small hands. 　　When the first, larger man penetrated her, she seemed to be the one who resisted most, her body offering little resistance, biting her lip and remaining silent. Only at the end, 　　when the man ejaculated inside her, did she grip the arm of the man on top of her tightly with both hands (almost leaving handprints). 　　As the man withdrew, I saw her thin, pink labia minora being pulled out by the thick, dark penis from the inside of her vagina. Come on, softly curling outwards, the silk ribbon dripping with the man's semen. 　　Another, younger man quickly came up, clearly impatient. His penis was white, but thicker and longer than the other man's. After he penetrated, the girl let out a soft moan, then trembled and climaxed. How could a girl barely 1 year old withstand such torment and stimulation? The moment the second man invaded her body, she completely surrendered. 　　Her body was involuntarily stimulated, her lower abdomen contracting rhythmically. The younger man lowered his head and kissed her lips. She moved forward, offering her tongue for him to suck. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and then, during his rapid thrusting, she tilted her head back, her eyes rolling, letting out a plaintive moan. 　　I was the last one. When I went on top of her, she... I was completely mesmerized. Her tight vagina made penetration much more difficult. 　　In the dim light, I fucked her wildly for the first time, relentlessly violating and trampling on her, kneading her beautiful breasts for the first time. 　　I realized then how tender she was, with baby-like skin and a very young appearance. Yet, I also saw a hint of sorrow in her eyes. Her breasts, like the other two men, were wantonly licked and bitten at her soft skin. Under the flickering light, the wanton atmosphere was obvious. 　　V. Torture 　　As midnight approached, we stopped, a moment to catch our breath. 　　Suddenly feeling hungry, we all went to shower. The older man suggested going for a late-night snack, so I got dressed, tidied myself up a bit, and went to the second-floor restaurant. 　　Ah Chen sat next to me, head down, slowly sipping a small bowl of porridge. A middle-aged man sat next to her, occasionally striking up a conversation. 　　These two seemed experienced; they wisely avoided asking about our personal situation, only flattering Achen's youth and beauty. No matter what they said, Achen remained silent, at most glancing at them politely. When the engagement was discussed, she replied that she wished us happiness and said something about having children soon. Then I said I also hoped they would get engaged soon. 　　After dinner, back in the room, the two men, before even sitting down, began to grope Achen. 　　Achen was unhappy and turned to leave, but the older man grabbed her, tearing a rip in her white blouse. Achen cursed, 　　but the man was quick, grabbing her wrist and twisting her arm behind her back. He then swiftly grabbed her other hand, twisting both hands behind her back as well. He leaned close to the girl's ear and chuckled, "Didn't expect you to be so wild." He put his arm around my shoulder and looked at me with bright, sparkling eyes. 　　Another, younger man stepped forward, grabbed one of A-Chen's collars, and ripped it open, revealing a section of her snow-white arm and half a breast. 　　In that sudden, brief moment, I stood frozen in the center of the room, completely unprepared. I did nothing, and, incredibly, I became shamelessly hard. 　　The older man standing behind A-Chen grabbed her wrists with one large hand, freeing the other to reach forward and pull , forcing her head back until her forehead touched the man's chest. The man lowered his head and kissed her lips. 　　Her beautiful neck was long and exposed, and because her arms were twisted behind her back, combined with the backward tilt of her head, her breasts were held high. The man tore at her breasts with both hands, and they sprang out like rabbits, trembling slightly before the two men. 　　The younger man embraced the girl's already naked waist, grabbing one breast in each hand and then biting the other with his mouth. The older man kissed the girl 's mouth, face, eyes, chin, and neck wantonly. Ah Chen, with her neck being bitten, looked exactly like a snow-white lamb hunted by a wild beast. I watched them ravage the powerless girl, stripping her clothes off until she was completely naked. Then they twisted her hands behind her back and pushed her onto the bed. Suddenly 　　remembering that the female accountant was coming in the afternoon, she said, "Come with me to buy some clothes later." 　　I completely lost the ability to think, like a primal animal, completely letting my instincts guide me, and joined in their gang rape of Ah Chen. The three of us surrounded the girl, wantonly... He was violating her body. 　　I watched closely as Achen knelt by the window, her delicate arms pulled back, her upper body arched, completely exposed to the man in front of her. Her fair and tender skin was kissed and bitten, leaving faint traces of saliva and bodily fluids. 　　The old man held Achen's face, greedily sucking and licking. Achen closed her eyes, resigned to her fate. I stroked Achen's sweaty body. There were two experienced, cunning, and powerful men and a beautiful girl struggling. Deep, wild laughter and soft moans and curses filled the air. Her waist and hips were glaringly white. The younger man was penetrating her from behind, the fine hair at the entrance of her vagina being pulled in and out by the man's thick penis . 　　The man worked for a long time, then turned Achen's body over, making her lie on her back. He held the girl's knees and penetrated her from the front. Achen turned her face towards...

To the side, she resisted, biting her lower lip to refuse to respond. The young man thrust in and out for a while longer, but still couldn't make her kneel and surrender.
I suddenly remembered something: when I was making love with Achen, she always wouldn't let me touch her feet; if I did, she would laugh and complain of being tickled, so
I wouldn't dare move.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at her two soft, white feet, which were perched on the man's shoulders. I reached out and grabbed one of her ankles, kissing it.
Achen let out a soft cry and tried to pull her foot back, but she was already exhausted, and her weak twitching was more like a symbolic twist.
I brutally licked the sole of her foot, and her entire thigh trembled. "No..." she began to plead.
The man thrusting into her saw her wavering and the throbbing in her heart, and he thrust even more vigorously. The old man beside her also noticed the girl's weakness.
He grabbed her other foot and bit her petal-like, plump toes.
Achen's body convulsed uncontrollably. She put a small hand in her mouth, but couldn't hide her sobs; her expression was a mix of crying and laughing.
After we bit her soles and insteps repeatedly, she finally let out a low, high-pitched moan from deep within her throat. Her body arched violently, and
the sound of rushing water and playful laughter filled the bathroom. The man's voice was like a wild beast, the girl's voice like a delicate celestial melody.
She released her grip, then rhythmically and powerfully convulsed ten more times.
This climax almost exhausted her strength; her eyes turned yellowish, her body like soft dough. After completely losing control, she was completely...
I was gripped by her, feeling both pleasure and unbearable pain, but... She was no longer fully conscious or assertive.
Completely submissive.
When it was my turn to enter Achen's body, her entire body was soaked in sweat, indistinguishable from the bodily
fluids .
I was truly speechless. How could a woman's senses be so acute?
Her skin, damp and slippery, appeared even more smooth.
Her throat. Her head was tilted back towards me, chin up, her snow-white neck undulating, as if she were struggling to swallow. A surge of heat rose in my groin, brutal...
Her vagina contracted rhythmically, making it difficult for my penis to enter. It took me a great deal of effort to squeeze in, little by little, and then, I enjoyed her...
This rampant act of breaking the law captivated me, stirring up a dark, primal impulse deep within my heart.
I was intoxicated by this violation, recklessly thrusting in and out, watching the two men embracing and ravaging Ah Chen's upper body, which only fueled my passion.
It seemed like an eternity, yet also like a fleeting moment, when the old man released his grip on Ah Chen's neck, and with his other hand, he released Ah Chen's breast. I continued
to thrust, Ah Chen's exposed breasts trembling and swaying, rising and falling with each stroke.
The old man, clearly impatient, hoisted A-Chen's legs onto his shoulders, gripped her waist, and thrust in. A-Chen cried out, her small feet weakly
kicking at his shoulder.
The old man, emboldened, pursued relentlessly, perhaps too forcefully, and soon he was in the center of the bed, pushed all the way to the other side .
A-Chen's head dangled limply off the edge, her beautiful straight hair falling onto the carpet. 　　I gently stroked her soft, pink lips, then lightly kissed them, stood up, and poked my swollen, purplish-red glans at her lips, smearing... I wiped away her saliva, then slowly pushed it into her small mouth. She cried, swallowing with difficulty, licking it with her tongue. I continued to thrust deeper, thinking I had reached the bottom, and kept pushing in. 　　I saw a bulge rise up her throat; I knew it was my penis, so I thrust again until it rose up on her neck. I touched her neck and felt that Lang Lingqing was indeed my penis. Then I pulled out, and the bulge disappeared instantly. I inserted it again, pulled out, and inserted it again… 　　The man over there also saw this scene; his eyes widened, and he gasped… My rough breaths and forceful thrusts pounded into Ah Chen's lower body, her body being squeezed , trembling and resisting. Her small mouth, stuffed with my penis, emitted muffled cries. 　　Her two small feet, raised high in the air, writhed helplessly under the impact, as if announcing surrender and begging for mercy. I reached out and grasped one of her breasts, while my other hand lifted her soft, rounded chin. I thrust in again, finally ejaculating into her throat. I believe the semen shot directly into her throat; she swallowed with difficulty . I withdrew my penis, leaving the glans lingering in her mouth for a short while. She weakly sucked (on the ground). I pulled out my penis, and a drop of white semen dripped onto the corner of her mouth. 　　I took a step back, slumped onto the sofa, and panted for a while, realizing I was completely exhausted. It was already late at night, and my already weak body had been abnormally aroused for most of the night due to the intense stimulation. 　　Exhaustion and weariness washed over me, and I could barely get up. I found a blanket, collapsed onto the sofa, and drifted off to sleep. 　　On the bed, two tireless beasts were still trampling on Ah Chen. I watched for a while, then couldn't open my eyes anymore. 　　In the early morning, a ray of sunlight... (The curtains weren't drawn tightly...) A ray of sunlight streamed through a crack in the curtains, illuminating my face. I woke up. 　　It felt like a dream, a dream where I was running hand-in-hand with Ah Chen through a deserted street, not knowing where we were going, yet seemingly compelled to go. 　　I shook my head vigorously, taking in the room's layout. Last night's scene flashed before my eyes. I looked at the bed; on the large double bed, Ah Chen slept between two men. One was fast asleep, the other had his arm around Ah Chen's waist, and one of Ah Chen's plump, snow-white thighs was exposed. 　　I quietly got up and dressed. We parted without a sound. 　　What would tomorrow bring? I had no idea.

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