If there is an afterlife

The quiet night, the gentle breeze—things that should bring peace and comfort—felt especially sorrowful tonight. I walked
alone along the riverbank, weeping uncontrollably, my heart breaking. I wandered aimlessly, not knowing how many tears I shed or
how far I walked. I only knew that my life had lost its meaning; continuing would only bring more pain. Gradually
, I reached the bridge and crouched down, gazing at the river. The surging water seemed to be telling me, "Go! I'll take you away from this troublesome place."
As I approached the river, preparing to jump, a shout suddenly jolted me awake. "Hey! What are you doing! Get out of here! This is where I
sleep ! Get out of here!" I looked up and saw a homeless man. I sobbed, pleading, "Old man, can I stay here for a
while?" "I'm leaving in a bit," the homeless man said impatiently. "Whatever." Looking at the river, I started crying again. I don't know how long I
cried the homeless man asked impatiently, "Young man, why are you crying like this?" I said, "Uncle, I've lost my love.
The person I love most has left me. My heart aches so much." The homeless man seemed indifferent and said, "You can always win them back." I said, "It's too
late ." But the homeless man sighed deeply and said, "It's never too late." After a moment of silence, the homeless man slowly
said, "Young man, don't cry. I'll tell you a story."
Xiao Zheng is a young man who has just been discharged from the military. Because he joined the army immediately after graduating from school, he is still quite naive about the real world.
He has an innocent face that has not been tainted by society and does not know what the wickedness of people is. Because he just discharged from the military police
, he is tall and handsome, with a refined face but a pair of bright
eyes
. His strong physique cannot be hidden by his clothes. He is often drenched in sweat while working, and his soaked clothes cling to his body, making his strong muscles clearly visible. This often makes his female colleagues blush and their hearts race. Their faces show a desire to devour him as if they have seen a dessert. His unparalleled appearance
makes many female colleagues take the opportunity to get close to him and fawn over him. Even young female customers help him with his work.
It is common for girls to wait for him after work. His innocent and childlike tone makes people feel comfortable and happy when they are with him. As a result, he is quite successful at
work . When problems arise at work, his colleagues often help him resolve the crisis. For Xiao Zheng, it is hard to say whether this is a blessing
or a burden.
Xiao Zheng immediately applied for a job at a large hardware store after being discharged from the military. The store owner was a woman named Wen Ling, 32 years old and 146
cm tall, petite and delicate. Although small in stature, she had a curvaceous figure. Although she was approaching middle age, she still possessed the unique charm of a
young girl. Everything about her was on par with today's young women. Her clothing was always at the forefront of international fashion trends
. She regularly bought fashion magazines from various countries to study, and what's more, she could mix and match the best elements of different countries' trends with her own style, or
even design and tailor her own clothes. Therefore, she was the stylist for her female colleagues in the store. When attending special occasions, her female colleagues
would often specifically seek her advice and listen to her opinions, especially when shopping. She's the center of attention, often mistaken for
a fashion designer . Despite this, she's incredibly meticulous and never careless at work, quite assertive. No matter how deep the friendship or
how harmonious the relationship, if there's a mistake in her work, she'll leave no room for leniency, giving her a good scolding without
any mercy. Yet, in private, she's everyone's kind older sister, always caring about everyone's life and paying attention to everyone's emotional
reactions. When anyone encounters difficulties, the first person they think of is her for help. No matter the problem, she'll do her best to
solve it. However, she has a fiery temper; whenever she argues, she's like a daredevil, never losing an
argument . Sigh! She's a truly unpredictable woman.
Because this was Xiao Zheng's first job after entering the workforce, he worked very hard, fulfilling his duties and diligently completing
every task assigned by his superiors. No matter how strenuous the work was, he never complained of being tired or suffering. No matter how busy he was, he always had a bright
smile on his face. His boundless energy earned him the utmost respect from everyone. Time flew by, and he had been working in the store for over a year
. He had become familiar and harmonious with everyone and had now become an important member of this big family. There was one thing that his colleagues
had long found strange: no matter how many mistakes Xiao Zheng made, he was never scolded by Wen Ling. Everyone assumed that it was because Xiao
Zheng was easygoing, obedient, and conscientious that he had never been scolded. Over time, they stopped thinking about it, unaware that the truth
was not so simple.
This day happened to be Lunar New Year's Eve, and all the families were busy with spring cleaning. As a result, the store's business was
several times . Every customer was buying like they were fleeing a disaster, and the goods were disappearing as quickly as water. Everyone kept restocking, but they still
couldn't meet the customers' needs. Everyone was exhausted and had to close early. So
everyone was working like crazy. As soon as the time came, everyone rushed home to reunite with their families. Xiao Zheng was in charge of the warehouse
and had to count and organize the inventory every day, so he was always the last to go home. This day was no exception. Because he was too tired and the warehouse
was very hot, after finishing his work, Xiao Zheng took off his soaked clothes, sat down to smoke, and rested for a while before going
home.
Because the store was closed for the Spring Festival and would be shut down for four or five days, Wenling was doing her final inspection and turning off the main power. When she
opened the warehouse door to inspect the store, she saw Xiaozheng and asked in surprise, "Why are you still here? Haven't you gone home yet?" Xiaozheng replied, "I just
finished my work and I'll go home soon." After understanding, Wenling said, "Go home early. It's New Year's Eve. Don't keep your family waiting too long." Xiaozheng
nodded stood up, and prepared to get dressed. The muscular physique made Wenling blush and her heart race. A strong
desire to possess him surged from her heart, and her whole body gradually warmed up. In fact, Wenling had secretly liked Xiaozheng for a long time when he first started working,
but because she was his boss and was more than ten years older than him, she felt inferior and never dared to express her feelings. But now,
her thoughts were becoming confused, and desire had completely replaced reason. Wenling didn't want to wait any longer, nor did she care about other people's opinions. She abandoned
her pride, walked up to Xiaozheng, and hugged him tightly. With her eyes closed, her heart was racing, her breathing was rapid and trembling, and she spoke, "Please don't move,
okay ?" "Please, please!" Xiao Zheng was terrified by the sudden action. His mind went blank, and he didn't know what to do. He dared not move.
Time seemed to stand still, and the space became exceptionally quiet—so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.
The pounding of his heartbeat reached Xiao Zheng's ears, and the fragrance of Wen Ling's body rushed into every nerve in his brain,
stimulating every sensory cell in his body. His desire gradually boiled, and his heat rose sharply. Although Xiao Zheng slowly came to his senses,
his youthful vigor couldn't resist the sensory stimulation before him. Slowly, his hands trembled as he reached around to Wen Ling's back, gently
stroking her back through her clothes. Wen Ling let out a soft moan, her body trembling, but she didn't stop him. She hugged Xiao Zheng tighter,
closing her eyes to quietly enjoy the pleasure brought by the caresses. Her breathing became more and more rapid. Even through the clothes, he could still feel...
With each stroke of his hand, Wenling trembled in response to the smoothness of his skin, her breathing becoming faster and
louder, as if telling Xiaozheng that this wasn't enough and she needed more.
Xiaozheng, burning with desire and restlessness, finally disregarded all restraint and took a further step, lowering his head to lightly kiss Wenling
's neck, kissing her freely like a wild horse. At the same time, his hands slipped under the hem of Wenling's clothes, directly
touching her delicate skin. Passionate caresses couldn't satisfy Xiaozheng's desire, so he pulled her clothes up. Because Wenling
dressed fashionably, often going braless like in Europe and America, her firm breasts were immediately revealed to Xiaozheng, their pink
areolas breathtakingly beautiful. Although her breasts weren't large, they weren't sagging at all, resembling the body of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. The wolf-like
Xiao Zheng couldn't wait to attack her breasts. Wenling screamed, her whole body paralyzed, her
hands hanging limply at her sides, letting Xiao Zheng kiss and suckle her like a child eating candy. Xiao Zheng opened his mouth to its maximum limit, taking in most of her breasts, while using one hand to caress the other.
One breast was being sucked, bitten, and teased, while the other was being rubbed, pinched, and bounced. A double attack, different sensations—no one
could resist, let alone the reserved Wenling.
After a passionate kiss, Xiao Zheng slowly slid his hand down, slipping it inside Wen Ling's panties to explore her private parts.
But Wen Ling reacted as if electrocuted, letting out a scream and instinctively clamping her legs together in defense. This sudden reaction made
Xiao Zheng think Wen Ling was rejecting his advances, hence the disappointed expression. When he tried to pull his hand away, Wen Ling held it firmly
, her eyes filled with a hazy, shy longing. Xiao Zheng realized he hadn't been rejected and pressed forward again
. Wen Ling lowered her guard and opened her legs to cooperate, then inserted her middle finger into her vagina... He gently stirred inside her, while his thumb
squeezed and rubbed her clitoris. Wenling's soft, seductive moans grew louder and louder as she was completely immersed in the pleasurable excitement and
stimulation . Gushes of vaginal fluid gushed out, soaking Xiao Zheng's palm. Her round, plump buttocks writhed incessantly, fully embracing
the tingling sensation brought by his fingers. His gentle fingertips touched every nerve in her vaginal walls, and a surge of lust rushed through her body and into her central nervous system
. Wenling collapsed weakly onto Xiao Zheng's chest, letting him do as he pleased. Her only strength came from her panting cries, and the desire that had been hidden
in her heart for so long completely erupted.
The long-awaited desire had erupted. Wenling didn't want to miss any opportunity, savoring every second of the tingling
sensory stimulation. Tonight, she wanted to give everything, and possess Xiaozheng completely. Therefore, she cooperated even more intensely. With her
heightened cooperation, the tense and trembling Xiaozheng gradually relaxed, but his burning hands didn't stop caressing her. Instead,
they followed with even more intense and rapid passionate movements. Before she knew it, Wenling had been lifted onto the table, her hands supporting
her body behind her. Xiaozheng couldn't hold back any longer, quickly pulling her skirt and soaking wet... She pulled off her panties,
revealing her completely naked body. Her skin was snow-white and smooth, without a single blemish. Her entire body was so perfect that even young
girls would be envious. Xiao Zheng was amazed that a woman nearing maturity could maintain such beautiful skin.
Her genitals were even more adorable. Her labia were hidden inside and could not be seen from the outside. They had to be turned outwards to reveal her bright red labia. Her sparse, dark, and soft
pubic hair resembled that of a girl who had just started puberty. Xiao Zheng was dumbfounded by this sight, and his hard and thick penis swelled up
to its maximum.
Xiao Zheng quickly pulled down his pants, his enormous penis thrusting upwards like a wild horse, its bright red capillaries clearly
visible. He spread Wen Ling's legs, guiding his penis towards her vagina. The vagina, lubricated by abundant vaginal fluid,
allowed for smooth entry of the glans. But Xiao Zheng, his lust reaching a frenzied state, had long forgotten any notion of tenderness. With a
forceful thrust, he plunged the entire length in one go. Wen Ling screamed wildly and then fainted. Panicked by the
sudden turn of events, Xiao Zheng frantically called Wen Ling's name, shaking her body repeatedly. Wen Ling awoke, followed by sobs
, tears welling in her eyes. She whispered, "It hurts so much." Xiao Zheng... He held Wenling tightly, kissing away the tears at the corners of her eyes and then
kissing her entire face. After a long while, a tingling pleasure gradually rose again, replacing the pain in her lower body. Her lewd moans grew louder and louder
. Finally, the reserved Wenling cried out, "Mmm, ah, so itchy, so comfortable!" Her hips twisted and turned, and she kept thrusting upwards
. These actions inspired Xiaozheng, and he gradually began to thrust. Each thrust was accompanied by a trace of blood. Only then
did Xiaozheng realize that Wenling was still a virgin. At the same time, he felt guilty for his impulsiveness. The range of his thrusts became larger and
faster, and the loud "plop plop" sounds entered his ears in waves. Each time, he used all his strength to thrust in quickly, as if he wanted to
break through to the deepest part of Wenling's body.
Passionate and wanton sex had long since made the two of them completely lose themselves. Sweat and vaginal fluids mingled together, indistinguishable from one another.
After an unknown amount of time, Wenling suddenly cried out in a trembling, wanton voice, "Xiaozheng, faster! Fuck me! Fuck me
to death! Deeper! Oh, it feels so good! Fuck me to death!" Xiaozheng, as if receiving a royal decree, immediately increased his speed to the limit, even the heavy
desk creaking. After a rapid series of thrusts, Wenling squeezed her legs tightly around Xiaozheng's waist, causing her buttocks to rise off
the desk. Her whole body trembled and spasmed, her vaginal walls contracting strongly, drawing his penis in completely. A large amount of vaginal fluid sprayed onto the glans penis
. At the same time, the hot, round glans penis was stimulated by the scalding vaginal fluid, causing the penis to swell even more. Like a burst dam, a
huge amount of thick, sticky semen shot directly into the uterus, hitting the inner wall of the uterus. Each ejaculation made Wenling tremble and feel dizzy. The most beautiful thing about making love is that
the two of them reach orgasm at the same time. Wenling's face was flushed and shy, showing satisfaction and happiness. The two of them, exhausted, collapsed on
each other's bodies, supporting each other. Their eyes were closed, and they adjusted their breathing, still quietly indulging in
the blissful hot spring of lovemaking.
A passionate sexual encounter cemented their bond, and from that moment on, they began dating. Happy smiles were a
constant companion, and nights of passion were commonplace. Young and impetuous, Xiao Zheng believed that sex was the ultimate expression of love
, so he diligently researched various techniques to maximize Wen Ling's happiness. Wen Ling, no matter how
tired, always cooperated wholeheartedly, cherishing every moment of bliss and not wanting to let any
happiness slip away. Therefore, wherever they went—lakeside, beach, forest, school, park—they left
traces of their lovemaking. But Xiao Zheng remained oblivious to Wen Ling's true needs.
Day after day, time flew by, and blissful moments always seem to pass too quickly. Five years had passed in the blink of an eye, and their sex life
had never ceased. However, Xiao Zheng's excessive indulgence often led him to forget Wen Ling's feelings. No matter the time, as long as Xiao Zheng's heart...
When the urge arises, Wenling must submit and cannot refuse, otherwise Xiaozheng will get angry, thinking that Wenling has changed her mind and they will have a big fight
. Gradually, making love becomes a routine, and the taste of happiness has gradually faded. But Wenling still cooperates wholeheartedly, always wanting
Xiaozheng to have the best, and she doesn't want to lose Xiaozheng because of it.
Recently, Wenling had been experiencing persistent, dull pain in her genitals during sex. She initially thought it was due to overly vigorous activity causing inflammation, so she bought medication to
treat it herself. However, her condition didn't improve and even seemed to be worsening. Therefore, she asked Xiaozheng to accompany her to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor
gave her a devastating answer: "Miss, you must be hospitalized immediately for surgery. Your illness requires a long-term
battle." Wenling, trembling with anxiety, asked what the illness was. The doctor replied that it was stage three cervical cancer. Wenling sat there motionless for a long time,
as if sentenced to death. The doctor called out to Wenling urgently. When Wenling came to her senses, two tear tracks quickly fell to the ground. She wanted to cry out
loud but no sound came out. The doctor gently comforted Wenling, saying that with modern medicine, this was no longer a terminal illness, but patience was needed. Suddenly, Wenling
stopped crying, smiled, stood up, thanked the doctor, and left the hospital.
Wenling took heavy steps out of the hospital, each step feeling like a thousand pounds, each step like
a step . In that instant, her mind raced through the happy times she had shared with Xiaozheng over the past five years, and she planned how to move forward. In her daze
, she found herself standing in front of Xiaozheng, who was waiting outside the hospital. Seeing Wenling's expression, Xiaozheng anxiously asked how she was doing. Wenling finally burst
into tears , but only told Xiaozheng that the doctor said she had a tumor and needed surgery. Xiaozheng asked if she would be better after the surgery.
Wenling nodded. Xiaozheng relaxed and smiled, saying, "Silly girl, it's just surgery, it's nothing. I'll take care of you, we'll get through this together. Let's go home,
pack our things, and prepare for hospitalization." Wenling smiled and nodded in response.
Xiao Zheng rode his motorcycle, thinking all the way about taking good care of Wen Ling and minimizing her pain. Wen Ling clung tightly to Xiao Zheng's
back, determined not to let him know the true extent of her illness. She decided to opt for surgery instead of chemotherapy, as surgery was only to
prolong her life, and forgoing chemotherapy was to cherish the remaining time with Xiao Zheng, rather than waste it in
the hospital. During her hospitalization, Xiao Zheng was on call 24/7, fearing that Wen Ling might be uncomfortable in any way. Due to prolonged sleep
deprivation , Xiao Zheng developed dark circles under his eyes. Although exhausted, he still smiled in front of Wen Ling and took meticulous care of her,
never showing any signs of fatigue. Wen Ling saw this and felt deeply sorry for her, which only strengthened her belief that her decision was right.
A month later, Xiao Zheng took Wen Ling home from the hospital, and they soon resumed their sex life. However, recently Xiao Zheng often felt
strange. Since being discharged, Wen Ling was always very passionate during sex and actively changed various positions, but after finishing, she
seemed uncomfortable and didn't feel any pleasure. It was the same when they went out for fun. She was very active when moving and her expressions were quite
exaggerated , but when she was still, she showed a sad and tearful state, which puzzled Xiao Zheng. How could she be
so different after surgery? Every time he asked Wen Ling, she would always say lightly that she was probably too tired. When Xiao Zheng was afraid that she was too tired and wanted to stop all
the movements, Wen Ling would not let him stop. A million questions often swirled in Xiao Zheng's mind.
Xiao Zheng, puzzled by Wenling's unusual behavior, couldn't get a clear answer from her. As time passed, he grew accustomed to it and
stopped questioning her. Just as everything returned to normal, death was already looming over Wenling. That day, everyone
was busy working in the store as usual, except for Wenling, who sat silently in a corner, weeping as if she knew
her time was up. When Xiao Zheng noticed her unusual behavior, he rushed over and anxiously questioned her. Wenling jumped up and immediately ran into Xiao
Zheng's arms, hugging him tightly. Before she could speak, she fainted. Xiao Zheng panicked, and with the help of his colleagues, they rushed Wenling
to the hospital.
After emergency treatment, Wenling's condition finally stabilized. The doctor, looking troubled, called Xiao Zheng out of the ward and
angrily questioned him, "Did you even care about her? Didn't you know about her condition?" Xiao Zheng, bewildered and anxious, pressed for an answer.
The doctor sighed helplessly and told him that Wen Ling's condition had deteriorated drastically; she had terminal cancer and could only hold on until tonight at most. This
devastating news left Xiao Zheng completely stunned. His legs went weak, and he quickly knelt down, tears
streaming down his face like a burst dam, but he couldn't utter a sound. After a long while, Xiao Zheng regained his senses and began to frantically kowtow, the force of which was so great that
everyone could clearly hear the sound of his head hitting the floor. No one could stop Xiao Zheng's frantic actions. The floor gradually turned red,
but Xiao Zheng did not stop. He kept crying out in a trembling voice, "Doctor, please save her! I can give my
life for her! Please, please help her no matter what!" This scene made the doctor's eyes redden as well. He knelt down and
held Xiao Zheng's shoulders tightly. "It's useless," he said. "There's only one thing you can do: let her leave this world happily and without regrets."
Just then, the nurse came out of the ward and told everyone that Wenling had woken up. Xiaozheng immediately put on a smile, wiped away his tears, and
covered , not wanting Wenling to worry anymore. He went into the ward, looked at Wenling's weak eyes, gently stroked her hair, and
spoke in a soft, reluctant voice, "Silly girl, don't you know we're one? Of course, we overcome difficulties together! Why bear it alone? It's okay
, the doctor said that as long as you receive proper treatment, you'll... be fine, you'll definitely get better."
Xiaozheng choked up a little as he said this, but his colleagues beside him were already secretly shedding tears, crying together. After hearing this, Wenling's eyes gradually
reddened , but she showed a very satisfied smile, reached out and stroked Xiaozheng's cheek, saying, "Silly boy, don't lie to me. Don't I understand
my own situation?" I'm not afraid to take this path, because the days I've spent with you have made my life worthwhile.
Meeting and falling in love with you is the greatest satisfaction of my life. I have no regrets, only happiness, so you should be happy for me,
not sad. If I really have to say what my biggest regret is, it's that I can't bear to leave you. Thank you for accompanying me through the most brilliant
part of my life , really... thank you! After Wenling finished speaking, she smiled, her eyes slowly closing, but tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her hand
slowly slid down Xiao Zheng's cheek. At this moment, the whole space became extremely quiet, and everyone's tears flowed like a tap,
while everyone opened their mouths to call out, but no sound came out. "Wife..." Xiao Zheng suddenly shouted, tearing through the entire space and time, and the sorrowful
sound shook everyone's hearts.
Since Wenling's death and Xiaozheng left the hospital, he has disappeared. No one has seen him or heard
from him since. He didn't even attend Wenling's funeral, as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. Everyone fears he might commit suicide.
I searched for him through various channels, but still found no trace of
him. Then, on the anniversary of Wenling's death, a bouquet of flowers appeared at her grave. Everyone knew it must be Xiaozheng's, and they realized he was still alive. But still, no one visited his grave; only on the anniversary of Wenling's death each year
would a bouquet of flowers appear—that was all.
I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, the homeless man was gone. I knew where I had gone wrong and decided to ask my girlfriend for forgiveness
again , to let her know I had changed. This time, my girlfriend not only forgave me but also accepted my
proposal. We got married six months later. However, on our wedding day, I saw a news report about a homeless man who
had died sitting in a park. I immediately recognized him as the homeless man who had helped me. The footage showed him smiling, as if
telling me he could be with that girl. I rushed to the scene and saw him holding a picture of a very
beautiful girl. I knew it was Wenling. A line of words was written on the ground: "If there is an afterlife, I will do better than I have now." I bowed deeply to
the homeless man to thank him for helping me on the last leg of my journey. When I got home, I told my wife everything that had happened, and with her
consent, the couple decided to make arrangements for his funeral and help him find his family.
It's been a year since I met the homeless man. I brought my wife to the riverbank where we met. The scenery was the same, but things had
changed. A gentle breeze was blowing, making us feel very comfortable. My wife nestled against me and shyly told me that she
was pregnant. But I didn't show any surprise or joy. My wife found it strange and asked me what was wrong. Didn't I like having children?
I told her that it wasn't that I didn't like them, but that I was afraid—afraid that I would give her less love and care. After hearing this, tears welled
up in my , and I said emotionally, "That's enough... Husband, you've given me so much. I don't know how to repay you. Even if I
leave now, I will leave this world with a contented smile. Please don't worry about me anymore." I looked up at the starry sky at dawn
and thanked the homeless man for giving me back what I had lost. I thanked him even more for making my life so beautiful. I sincerely prayed
for the homeless man, wishing him and Wenling to be carefree and together forever in heaven.
PS: According to statistics, cervical cancer has consistently been the leading cause of death among women, and the age of onset is gradually decreasing. Currently, there are
cases as young as 13 girls diagnosed with the disease. Furthermore, research shows a significant correlation between sexual activity and the risk of developing cervical cancer. Therefore, for the sake of your
partners , please practice safe sex and ensure proper hygiene before intercourse.

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