[Urban] Spring Breeze and Rain Record (Complete) - Chapter 22 (End)

11. Why am I always so soft-hearted?

When I checked my watch, it was already eleven o'clock. The time we spent together was so short. If I hadn't had those concerns, if I had taken her to the hospital, if I hadn't gone to see her with Su, if… we might have had a chance to be together. But now, there are no 'ifs.' I've become an ordinary working man, and I can no longer interfere with her life, no longer disrupt her peace. So I said goodbye to Yan and rode my bike back to my place.

After that, I didn't go to see Yan, and I stopped walking along Zhongshan Road. Let everything slowly fade away.

That day, my sister came to see me. She also worked in a factory in the city. She told me that the factory had written a letter to our family, and my father had rushed over and was now at her house. I asked my boss for leave and went with her to my brother-in-law's house.

The letter from the factory didn't say much, just that I hadn't been to work for a long time and needed to go back to make up for the missed leave, or I would be dealt with according to factory rules. I didn't care about that. I told my father that I had decided to quit.

My father pondered for a long time, then asked worriedly, "What should we do then?" I comforted him, saying that many people were working elsewhere, and staying there wasn't any good option; it was better to come out. My father also told me that he had been to the factory and met Su, who also hoped I would come back.

Since tomorrow was my day off, I said hello and went back to the factory with my father. At the factory, I met an older worker, the one who often climbed through the window to work. He told me to write a resignation letter, saying that this would prevent problems with my personnel file and household registration. He also said that after writing it, a family member needed to sign it before submitting it.

That evening, I saw Su again, the first time I'd seen her in almost three months since I left the factory. She told me she wasn't with that person anymore. Although they had known each other for a few days, she couldn't forget me, and finally, she told him everything. She hoped I could forgive her. I knew this time she was breaking up with me; even if we got back together, there would be a next time, but it wasn't the right time yet.

So I told her, let's just end it here. After a while, we'll both forget each other.

Su listened, then buried her face in her hands and cried, her shoulders heaving. My heart softened. I reached out and pulled her into my arms, kissing away her tears. She cried and told me that she had actually seen me from upstairs the day I left, and had secretly followed me all the way to the station, watching me board the train. She truly didn't want me to leave. I stroked her hair with my left hand, put my right arm around her waist, and leaned in, beginning a new exchange, a new contact, with my tongue meeting hers…

Slowly, I began to caress her breasts; slowly, she began to moan; after I carried her to the bed, I began to kiss her face, her lips, her ears, my hands slowly moving up her thighs, gently stroking and gradually removing her clothes.

Her round breasts were right in front of me. I gently stroked her vulva with my hand. The cleft between her legs was already soaked, and some sticky fluid was flowing out of her little opening. I was starting to lose control. I was really excited. Sue's reaction grew stronger and stronger. Her body writhed passionately, and her breathing became rapid. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer and took off my clothes. She reached out and touched my erect penis, saying happily, "Wow! So you're already standing up!"

She flipped over and straddled my thighs, revealing a pink line between her legs, and slowly sat down.

I felt my genitals being squeezed tightly by her, making me feel very uncomfortable. She moved wildly... rising and falling.

Seeing her uncontrollable passion, I let her tremble and cry out on top of me…

I started playing the “nine shallow, one deep” trick, two inches shallow and seven inches deep, and with each deep thrust, she cried out and moaned… She was indeed fun, her body limp, a full embrace, yet her breasts were firm.

Along that tight passage, I resisted the layers of pressure, thrusting forward, finally meeting her cervix, pressing tightly…

Her buttocks moved with my movements, responding…

She thrust powerfully, I pulled hard… After nearly a hundred thrusts, I ejaculated.

And so we made up again. That night, I still wrote my resignation letter, signed it, and submitted it the next day.

Then, we saw my father off, and she followed me to my place. Because we had been away all night, the stove had gone out, so I asked a neighbor to help me burn a piece of coal. At that time, I was renting a large house, but I didn't have much, only a bag containing some clothes. A bed, a stool, and no table were placed at the far end of the room, with cooking utensils in front of them. The whole house was empty.

Because I came home late the night before last, I hadn't even washed the dishes after dinner, and there were still some leftovers. Su saw the food I had prepared and knew it was just enough to fill my stomach; it wasn't good at all.

I had to go to work early, and that day, I received a call from a client whose computer had malfunctioned. The client lived quite far away, so I rushed over. By the time I arrived at the client's house, fifty minutes had passed. After checking the machine, I suspected a hardware problem with the hard drive and told the owner, suggesting replacement. The owner said to try formatting it first, and if that didn't work, try a low-level format.

So, I backed up the client's data, repartitioned, and formatted. Halfway through, the machine crashed. I tried this several times until I realized there might be a problem with the hard drive. I started looking for a low-level formatting tool, but since we don't usually do this, I searched for it in the tools, restarting repeatedly, but without success.

I checked the motherboard manual, which said the system came with a low-level formatting tool, which I could try. I used it, and it worked, but it was extremely slow, so I could only sit and wait.

The customer was quite friendly; we chatted while watching TV. When it still wasn't finished by 1 PM, we went out for lunch together. After waiting another hour, it finally finished. Then I started reinstalling the system, installing all the software the customer wanted, configuring it, and explaining everything to the user. By the time I finished, it was already 11 PM. I quickly said goodbye and hurriedly rode my bike home.

Twelve, life is already full of hardships, the world is already full of suffering.

I returned to my lodgings, opened the door, and the light was on. Su was sleeping in bed, her head buried in her long hair, her body curled up like a docile cat.

Seeing this, a feeling of tenderness welled up inside me. I gently held her head in my arms and softly stroked her hair. Su was startled awake, opened her eyes, and when she saw it was me, she said she had been waiting for me and had fallen asleep.

"Have you eaten? I've already made dinner. It might be cold, though; I'll heat it up."

I said, "You should lie down for a while; you must be tired. I'll heat it up, and we'll eat together." Su nodded gently, and I leaned down and kissed her forehead lightly.

After dinner, it was late at night, and we fell asleep in each other's arms. We got up early the next morning, took Su to the station, and watched her disappear into the misty morning fog before returning to my lodgings and going to work.

Days passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was Chinese New Year. Su, however, faced the choice of being laid off or continuing her work. There wasn't much work to do at the time, and Su, having failed to be with that man, was sent back to the factory. After much deliberation, we decided to let her go; that way, she could receive her severance pay on time, and she could find another job.

After some time, she finished her layoffs and came to the city. She looked for several jobs and eventually became a clerk in a video store. During this time, Su's brother was getting married, and she started planning what kind of gift to buy. This was also my first time visiting her home. Finally, they decided to buy a washing machine. Keep in mind that our salaries weren't high at the time; we could only save about 300 yuan a month. Even the most basic washing machine would take two months of our hard work. However, I still agreed, after all, she was doing her best.

She said something that made me very unhappy. Because it was my first time visiting her home, she told me, "She's only responsible for leading me in; the rest is up to me." I had never met her parents and didn't know what kind of people they were. To say something so casually made me really unhappy, but I held back and didn't say anything.

When we finally managed to carry the washing machine back to her house, we were met with a cold reception from her parents.

I clearly felt that her parents were acting this way because their daughter was laid off, and I had quit my job to work, which seemed to offer no future. One of her brother's classmates went with us. Seeing them being so attentive to others while ignoring me, my heart ached deeply. Their snobbishness was so blatant. Still relying on your own hands? How can that bring satisfaction? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin real-life sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Afterwards, I quietly slipped out to clear my head. When I returned, before I even entered the door, I heard her mother and Su arguing.

Her mother said, "I told you not to look for someone outside, but now you've rushed into finding someone like this."

"What's wrong with that?" Su replied.

What her mother said next surprised me: "There are so many people out there, and you just had to pick a penniless guy, and you're still being stubborn."

Su was also unhappy and replied, "They've already sent back a washing machine, what more do you want?"

Her mother said, "Look at your classmate, she found someone in the city. Last time he came back, he gave his mother three thousand yuan and his brother two thousand yuan. Tell me, what does he have?"

At that moment, I really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. How could I face such a person, so materialistic and snobbish, while her own family lived an ordinary life? Her mother continued, "Tomorrow, if anyone asks who he is, just tell them he's your brother's classmate. Don't talk nonsense. Also, tonight, let him sleep in the old house with your brother."

Su replied, "Isn't it enough for him to sleep with my brother and his classmate? There's enough bed. How can you treat him like this?"

Her mother said, "No, he has to go back tomorrow. Otherwise, if he stays here too long, the villagers will gossip."

My heart ached. I didn't know whether to stay or leave. I slowly backed away, but bumped into a tree branch with a "whoosh." Su ran out of the house: "Who's there?" I pretended to have

just returned from outside. "Your village isn't very big. I just walked around for a bit and that was it. But it's dark, and the roads are hard to walk on."

Su thought I hadn't heard their conversation and said, "It's so cold. Why are you out walking around alone? Come back quickly."

After entering the house, her mother didn't say anything more and arranged for us to rest that night, as there were many things to do the next day. Her brother and I went to their old house. The house hadn't been lived in for a long time, and there was no electricity. By the dim light of a candle, we went to the kang (a heated brick bed).

Because no one had lived there for a long time, the kang (a heated brick bed) had been heated, but it was very damp. I couldn't fall asleep while sleeping on it. The events of the day were truly unbearable. Although Su and I have significant personality clashes, our affection for each other has made us tolerant of one another. But today, her parents' views were truly incomprehensible.

I'm wondering how I should handle things between Su and me. From her parents' attitude, I can clearly sense that there's no way to persuade them. Because reality is so cruel; you can't immediately change your situation and become wealthy. And how can you change her parents' nature?

I don't know when I finally fell asleep, and when I woke up in the morning it was already ten o'clock. I was surprised that neither of them woke me up. I quickly got dressed and followed the way I remembered to her house. Su saw me and immediately scolded me for sleeping in so late, saying I hadn't come to her brother's wedding ceremony.

Then they got busy, and I didn't have a chance to explain. I sat down inside with her brother's classmates, and we chatted for a while. Her parents then invited them all to the front to eat, leaving me alone in the room. I heard a woman outside say, "Where's your daughter's boyfriend? Didn't he come?" Her mother loudly replied, "That's not Su's boyfriend, just a classmate." The woman said, "Then invite him to eat with us. Her brother's classmates are all here, but we're short one person." Her mother, however, said, "Let her brother go keep her classmate company. I'll wait a little longer." The woman said "Oh," and didn't say anything more.

I sat in that room, really wanting to leave. What was the point of being here? I wondered if anyone had ever received such "courtesy." I felt truly helpless. I called out to Su and told her, "You saw it too. I can't take it anymore. I'm leaving, I'm leaving." Su replied, "How can you say that? My mother only didn't ask you to go now because she considers you family. We'll eat together later." I retorted, "Was what she said last night also about considering me family?"

Su knew I understood and said, "Don't go, let's leave together this afternoon." I told her I didn't want to stay here anymore. Su became anxious and angrily said, "If you want to leave, then leave! I told you when I came that it's up to you. If you leave, don't come back!" As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. I wiped them away for her and said, "I really don't want to come back again, and I don't want to suffer this humiliation again."

Then, I walked out the door and headed towards the road. Just as I reached the village entrance, her brother caught up with me and grabbed me, saying it was to give him face. I was furious. You all care about face, but what about me? Am I supposed to be shameless and humiliated by you? I've already told Su that I won't come back again. You should go about your business.

Her brother still wouldn't let go, so I broke free and ran forward. I really wanted to escape, to escape this place and never come back. Her brother couldn't catch me. Just as I reached the intersection, a car came by. I got in and escaped from her house.

In the days that followed, although Su and I maintained a relationship for a while, I will never regret my decision. I may have no wealth, but I still have dignity. If I give up even that last bit, what will I have left?

I didn't tell anyone about this; perhaps many people wouldn't believe it, but it truly happened to me. Later, when we decided to break up, my parents even went to her house once, hoping to reconcile, since we were still together and our relationship was relatively good. But her parents did something unacceptable.

My parents traveled all day, arriving at her house after 4 PM, only to find that they didn't have a Su family member. They claimed that Su had a name at school, and that someone else's records were used for enrollment.

So when my parents brought it up, her mother simply brushed it off. Then, she said that I had been to her house, but only as a friend of her daughter. During this time, they didn't even give our parents a sip of water. My father, desperately thirsty, borrowed some from a neighbor. The neighbor, seeing our plight, came over and asked why we hadn't even had water or food. Only then did her mother reluctantly cook some noodles, which looked like a thin porridge. My parents only ate a couple of bites as a token gesture before rushing to a nearby relative's house for the night.

This is the true story. My parents didn't inform me beforehand that they were going to her house; I only found out later. By then, I had already broken up with Su and didn't want to pursue the matter further. I just never want to see her again, never.

Thirteen, many things are already destined; trying is futile.

After that, I had the opportunity to go to the provincial capital. A relative introduced me to a job, also a temporary one, so I left. Although I knew Su hadn't come back after I left, I didn't want to look for her again. I was still penniless and just as helpless. But fate is so cruel. I met her again.

It was a few months after I left for the provincial capital. One day, I took a printer out for repair and walked to the 716 bus stop after dropping it off. As I passed a bookstore, I heard someone calling me. I turned around and saw Su at the bookstore entrance.

She told me that she and her brother had come here and had just found this job a few days ago. It wasn't very hard work, but the pay wasn't high. She knew I had left in a fit of anger and hoped I wouldn't dwell on it.

I looked at her; she had lost a lot of weight in the months I hadn't seen her. I hadn't forgotten her even after all this time. So, we got back together. We rented a small apartment. Although it was simple, having our own place made me feel much better, and I wasn't lonely anymore.

On moving day, we put our things away, and it was already past nine o'clock. After washing my face, I sat on the edge of the bed. Su, as shy as a newlywed, gently pulled me into her arms. Her body was soft and warm, exuding a faint fragrance.

My head rested right beside her ear, and looking at her delicate and lovely earlobe, I couldn't help but open my mouth and suck on it haphazardly.

"You're so heavy... giggle, it tickles so much." Su twisted her body. At this moment, we were practically pressed together without any gap. How could I bear this twist?

Exuding a beastly aura, I tightly gripped Su's shoulders with my arms, like an eagle holding its prey firmly beneath me. My body contracted intermittently, as if trying to force her into me.

"Su..." I murmured weakly, blindly searching for her lips, but she seemed to deliberately avoid me. I could only shower her face with burning kisses.

My lower body was like a red-hot iron pillar, gathering intense and violent desire. I thrust wildly between her legs through my pants, the feeling of being so close to success driving me crazy.

Su sat up, gazed at me for a long while, and slowly leaned in to kiss my lips. Su's kiss was very gentle; her lips were wet and soft, pressing against mine with a light touch. I closed my eyes, savoring the tenderness, and suddenly realized that her tongue had slipped inside. I quickly tried to use my own tongue, forcefully trying to entwine it, but it was so smooth and agile that I couldn't succeed. Our tongues intertwined, like two snakes mating, each trying to identify the other's appearance and taste.

My mouth was filled with saliva uncontrollably, and Su seemed to be doing the same. In an instant, the liquid in our mouths overflowed, mixing together and flowing back and forth as we sucked on each other like drinking fine wine.

When our lips parted, Su's face flushed even more, her eyes brimming with desire. Su suddenly lowered her head, gently removing my clothes, her hands caressing my chest, and then gently pushed me down onto the wooden board, lowering her head to carefully kiss my upper body.

My chest heaved violently. Sue's kisses seemed to possess a magical power, each one sending a shiver down my spine. I couldn't help but place my hands on her head, my fingers digging deep into her long hair. This time she didn't object, but the kisses moved lower and lower, eventually reaching my muscular abdomen, while her hands began to unzip my pants.

My already erect penis, no longer in a state of rage, sprang to life the moment my waistband was pulled down. A strong smell of semen filled Sue's nostrils.

"We meet again, my lovely big guy," she said, gazing at the steaming, towering object so close to her, almost infatuated. My penis twitched twice, as if in response.

When her hands grasped the shaft, I could no longer restrain myself. I sat up abruptly, taking her hands in return and stroking it. Sue was probably masturbating for the first time, watching my movements with curiosity, feeling the contours of my penis as it moved back and forth in her hand.

Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation at the base of my thigh. Looking down in surprise, I vaguely saw a glistening thread slowly trickling down Su's side. She followed my gaze and saw this too, immediately lowering her eyes shyly, unable to look at me. I stopped, scraping up the thick, sticky fluid with my fingers and putting it in my mouth. I savored it carefully, making a soft, smacking sound, and said, "The stuff flowing from Su's body is indeed incredibly sweet!"

Su trembled, moved forward, and gently bit my ear, her breath barely audible. I felt the tip of my penis touch a warm, moist hollow. Before I could react, Su's waist sank, and half of my penis disappeared into a wondrous world.

The moment I entered Su, I experienced a brief out-of-body sensation. What an alluring feeling! The narrow vaginal canal felt like a warm, wet sheath, tightly enveloping me, allowing no chance of escape. Countless slick, soft rings of flesh squeezed and writhed, welcoming me, the uninvited guest, with enthusiastic movements. Like thousands of oil-soaked rubber bands tightly binding me, each ring constantly shifting in tightness and loosening, squeezing out the pleasure buried deep within my soul.

How could I bear it? Ignoring the pained expression on Su's face, I cupped her buttocks and thrust forcefully, breaking through the negligible resistance at the tip, "whoosh," and plunged my entire member into her body.

"No…" Su groaned in pain, leaning weakly against my chest, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her fingertips sinking into my thick muscles.

"What's wrong?" My senses returned, and I hurriedly withdrew a small portion, patting Su's bare back reassuringly. The latter gasped for breath, looked up, and glared at me reproachfully. "You brat, trying to kill me?"

I chuckled foolishly and asked shamelessly, "Su, is it... too long since we've done this... are you a bit rusty?"

Su pinched my chest in exasperation. "You're so vain!" She laughed and covered my mouth with her hand, glancing down at our joined bodies, her face turning even redder. "No need to say anything, it... is okay, anyway... I need to get used to it first." She twisted her waist uneasily as she spoke.

I suppressed the surging pleasure, watching helplessly as Su closed her eyes and slowly sat down, rose, lowered her hips, and rose again, feeling more frustrated than ever before.

"It feels so good..." Su sighed contentedly, looking up. My desire surged, and I suddenly flipped over, pinning her beneath me. Amid her scream, my pent-up lust erupted uncontrollably, driving me to thrust with all my might like a bellows in a black kiln. That thick, blunt penis seemed to transform into my own clone, brimming with fighting spirit and boundless power, determined to destroy everything in its path to ashes.

"XX..." Su called my name, spreading her legs and tightly gripping my waist, her brow furrowed as she murmured incoherently, "You...you're so fierce..." I, aroused by the thrusting, ripped open her bra and buried my head in her full breasts.

The faint scent of her breasts, like an aphrodisiac, fueled my frenzy, each thrust reaching its hilt, making a "sizzling" sound. The powerful impacts made Su's body like a small boat in a raging storm, helplessly clinging to life under my fury.

If Su's vagina, when still, was like a sheath, now it was a constantly expanding and contracting jellyfish, like an underwater current that could never subdue it. No matter how fierce or powerful my attacks, it gently embraced them, making them disappear without a trace.

"Ah...it's been crushed..." Su's voice grew louder and louder, her hands tightly gripping my head. Her elastic breasts trembled before my eyes with my movements, like two playful white rabbits chasing each other. Her body arched into a bow shape, and hot liquid gushed from her lower body from time to time, making my movements smoother and smoother.

Pleasure gushed like a spring, and I had no time to remember its specific content. I only knew that I was following its footsteps and relentlessly demanding more. My body no longer belonged to me, but to the demon that had awakened in my heart.

"I can't take it anymore... Ohhhhh!" Su suddenly screamed, her body tensing like a spring, holding me tightly with all her might, her vagina spasming. My urge to urinate surged, I gritted my teeth and thrust a few times, letting out a low growl, penetrating deeply into her womb. My penis trembled violently, erupting like a volcano, gushing out a bowlful of thick, hot semen, my mind blank.

Su's mouth was open, her gaze unfocused, as if she were crying, "You... gave it all to me..." I slowly came to my senses, the intense pleasure still lingering, feeling as if I had reached heaven. I lingered a few more moments in tenderness before withdrawing my semi-erect penis. Su reluctantly murmured "Mmm," and a large gush of milky, cloudy fluid gushed out like a clam with its cork ripped open, splashing a mess onto our genitals.

From then on, we enjoyed wonderful sex almost every day. Our intimate figures were everywhere—on the bed, on the floor.

However, this happy period didn't last long. Su suddenly quit her job and transferred to a large catering company. At the same time, she started coming home very late, sometimes not at all. When I asked her about it, she said she was with her brother, and I didn't feel comfortable asking him.

Then one day, a classmate told me: "Talk to Su, and show her more concern." I didn't understand what she meant. She told me that Su's family had introduced her to a boyfriend who worked in the catering company, was doing well, and even owned an apartment.

Su had never told me any of this. One afternoon, Su said on QQ that she was going to Kaiyuan. I didn't immediately understand what she meant, but when I got home, she wasn't there. I called her, and she called back, saying she'd be back late, and then hung up. I called her several more times, but she didn't answer. I called the number she had called back, asking where it was. The person on the other end said Kaiyuan. That's when I realized where Su's location on QQ was. I took a taxi to Kaiyuan. After getting off, I searched around public phones and finally found her, but she was talking to a man.

I knew this was the person her family had introduced. I went over and greeted them. The man obviously recognized me and we chatted for a few minutes. I suggested we grab a bite to eat, but he said no, he had other things to do and left. I took Su and walked towards a restaurant. When we got to one, Su said the food was alright and suggested we eat there. I agreed and went inside. I barely ate anything because I really couldn't eat.

I casually asked her if she'd eaten there before. She hummed in response, then suddenly realized something was off and quickly said she'd eaten there once with colleagues. I knew explaining was pointless; she'd eaten there many times with other people, not in small restaurants like mine, but in more upscale places like this.

After she finished eating, we took a car back. I told her she couldn't do that. She asked, "Can't do what?"

I told her, "You can't date two people at the same time."

She said, "I'm just making a choice, I haven't decided on anyone. I still have the right to choose , right?"

"You do have the right to choose, but you can't be with one person while trying to date another. If that's the case, I'd rather give up and not be chosen. If you want to be with someone else, please tell me. After the breakup, you can be yourself, I won't interfere." I told her what I'd been holding back for a long time. Ever since I found out she was dating someone else, I really couldn't accept it.

She said, "If I don't get to know them, I won't know who's better. There's nothing wrong with that."

I was speechless. What is this? Is it for love? Lovers make vows, and if there's no room for another lover, who can accept such a relationship?

After going back, I told her I'd be staying at the company for the next couple of days and wouldn't be coming back. I asked her to take care of herself.

Su said okay.

Fourteen, Water follows the clouds, but my heart remains.

I didn't want to stay in the company dormitory because it was too dirty. So every day I slept in the office, using a few chairs pushed together as a bed.

These days, I spend all my time on QQ and often don't go to bed until after midnight. But after a few days, I couldn't take it anymore because I wasn't sleeping comfortably.

A colleague happened to say there was a vacant room in his neighborhood, and I went to see it with him that afternoon. It was quite nice; the room was a bit small, but the rent was cheap, and the biggest advantage was the quietness, so I rented it. On the weekend, I packed my things—nothing much, just a quilt, a few clothes, two cardboard boxes—and had them brought over by taxi. I lived in this place for almost a year.

After moving, I was close to the company, could go online every day, and didn't get back until eight or nine o'clock. I'd have a simple meal, and life was quite peaceful.

One day, while searching on QQ, I found a girl named Shui. We developed a close relationship through casual chats, but it was purely friendship. I started calling her Shui Yatou (Shui Girl), but she immediately objected, saying she was older than me and I should call her Shui Jiejie (Shui Sister).

During our chats, I received a lot of comfort from her, and I deeply felt that she was a very good girl. I said, "Okay, but you can't ignore me like before." I remember at the beginning, she would only occasionally reply after I sent many messages, so when I brought it up now, she explained that she wasn't always at the computer.

In the days that followed, I often talked to her about my love life, from Xin to Yan, and then to Su. She never said I was wrong; she just listened to my stories with a calm heart, like a friend.

The internet is a private space where you can share your unhappiness with others without worrying about your privacy being spread. During these days, my heart gradually calmed down.

Later, I also asked Shui about her, but she often didn't answer. One day, after work, I chatted with her online. Our words flashed on the whiteboard. I asked her why she wasn't married yet. She said she hadn't found the right person. I asked if it was okay for me, and she said I should find someone else, that I wasn't suitable for her. I said, "If you're not married yet, I'll definitely invite you to my wedding someday. If you're still not married by then, I'll keep my bride and marry you." Shui was very touched, because a boy had said the same thing to her before. I asked her what happened between them, but she said nothing.

I still called her occasionally, and her voice was so sweet, without the typical Northeastern girl's voice. We often talked on the phone for half an hour, sometimes even bringing up things we talked about online. However, I still didn't know her name.

Later, I had the opportunity to attend an exhibition in Shenyang, the city where Shui lived. A few days before I left, I told her on QQ. After arriving in Shenyang, I found a hotel and went to an internet cafe. I logged onto QQ, and she was online, having already replied welcoming me to Shenyang.

I wanted to see her, and she asked where I was. I told her I was at the Wulihe Stadium, and she said she would come over in the afternoon and call me later.

In front of the stadium, I saw her, her red dress billowing in from afar. I was amazed by her beauty—so serene, so gentle, truly like water. The wind gently lifted her long hair, creating a truly beautiful picture. I walked up to her and said, "You must be Sister Shui." She said yes, and I said I knew it at first glance. She asked why.

"Gentle and graceful, a smile like a spring breeze; surpassing all other beauties, she is none other than Sister Shui."

Shui replied, "You're so funny." I said, "No, I'm actually quite introverted, but I naturally become more talkative when I see Sister Shui."

We strolled among the green trees and red flowers, the air filled with Shui's delicate fragrance, subtle yet carrying a sense of tranquility.

I knew she was three years older than me and worked at an internet company. I asked her why she dared to come, wasn't she afraid of being scammed? She smiled playfully and said, "I've talked to you for so long, don't I know you?" Then she added, "Because when our eyes met, through eye contact, I knew you were a good guy, and I felt very happy."

She said she was a little cold, so we stopped and looked into the distance. I reached out and hugged her tightly from behind.

She wasn't too keen, but she didn't object either. My hand unconsciously tried to slip inside her clothes, but she refused, saying it was too fast and not good.

I nodded. Indeed, looking back, I realized I'd been out of my mind. How could I do that to such an innocent girl on our first date? It wasn't like me at all.

That night, I took her home. When we got to her place, I asked her if I could kiss her. She didn't answer, but I stroked her hair with my left hand, wrapped my right arm around her waist, and leaned in, beginning a new exchange, a touch, with my tongue meeting hers…

She gradually became aroused, a blush spreading across her face. She took my hand and said, "Can you carry me to the bed?"

I half-lifted her, gently laying her flat on the bed, supporting myself with my hands beside her, gazing down at her with my head lowered. She softly said, "I love you, I really love you to death…" I replied that I did too, and she said, "Come on, come love me to death…" I hesitated for a moment, after all, we had only met for such a short time, but before I could nod, she began to caress my entire body. At this moment, I couldn't control my emotions at all, so I slowly unbuttoned her clothes, admiring her naked body for the first time. Her skin was very white and tender.

After touching her breasts for a while, I freed one hand and slowly reached down, sliding into her private area. She moaned softly, and I slowly took off her panties; she was clearly still a little shy. I also took off my clothes, but because I was so nervous, it took me a long time. She chuckled beside me, a happy and sweet laugh.

Her tongue slipped into my mouth, sliding around inside. Her breasts pressed tightly against my chest, and I felt a powerful throbbing in my lower body. One of her legs wrapped around mine, her thighs clamping tightly around my groin, gently twisting her body.

She tightened her grip, her tongue swirling in my mouth. I freed one hand to caress her snow-white leg that was wrapped around me. She murmured, occasionally letting out a soft "hmm."

I whispered in her ear, "Let's go to the sofa." She lowered her legs, her mouth still biting mine. I unbuttoned her clothes one by one, revealing her white bra. I couldn't resist and lifted it up from the bottom, exposing her two trembling, jade-like breasts before my eyes.

I pressed both hands against her breasts simultaneously; they were so soft and large, too big to be fully grasped with one hand. Her legs were already wrapped around my waist, her hands holding my head and pressing it down hard. I lowered my head and took her right breast into my mouth, my tongue beginning to lick her dark red nipple, occasionally sucking gently. She began to moan softly. My right hand caressed her left breast, pinching the nipple with my fingers; it was slowly hardening.

She half-raised herself, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra, letting me take it off. At this moment, her upper body was completely naked before me. I unzipped the back of her skirt and pulled it down. Looking at her again, her upper body was naked, wearing flesh-colored stockings, and on her feet were those white strappy high heels that had aroused my lust.

I began to kiss her slowly down from her breasts. I pulled down her pantyhose, revealing her white underwear. I slipped my hand inside; the pubic hair was thick, and further down, it was completely wet. When my fingers touched her private parts, she let out a soft moan.

I lifted one of her legs and slowly kissed upwards from her thigh. Kissing through the stockings felt smooth and soft. Reaching her instep, I unbuckled her shoes, took them off, and gently played with her toes.

My lower body was already painfully aroused. I said, "Sister Shui, I want you!" She said, "Take off your pants and clothes!"

I got up and took off all my clothes, lying naked on top of her again. I gently kissed her ear.

She said, "Go in, put it in." I grasped my penis and tried to insert it into her wetness. But even though I felt the position was right, my penis just wouldn't go in the right place. I kept exploring the entrance, but I couldn't get it in correctly. Shui, already weakened by this unintentional torment, was panting heavily.

She changed her position, sitting beside me, and began teasing my penis with her feet. Her right big toe spread apart, tightly gripping my member, while her left toe gently rubbed the glans. I was unbearably aroused by this teasing! My body involuntarily began to move up and down.

She got up, spread her legs, and sat on my lower abdomen, gently twisting. I felt a warm, wet sensation on my lower abdomen. Her hand reached out from behind her buttocks, grasped my penis, and straightened it. Then, she raised her buttocks and slowly sat down, my lower body suddenly enveloped in a hot, wet sensation.

She cried out, pressing her hands against my chest and stroking it up and down. Her two soft, white breasts bounced with her movements, and I reached out and squeezed them hard. As her movements quickened, she began to moan incessantly.

"Ah...ah...so good...oh...it's so full, oh...ah..."

I sat up on the bed, leaning against the headboard, biting her breast with my teeth and squeezing it with one hand. She seemed very sensitive to this kind of kiss. My body moved more intensely, up and down like a ramming machine. My lower body also felt increasingly full under such intense friction, and I cooperated with her thrusts.

"Oh...oh...suck it, I want you to suck it..." "Yes...I want to squeeze you to death...it's so thick...kiss it, oh...it's so full...ah...you..., push...me...ah..."

Her legs were spread apart on either side of my body. I kissed her breasts and stroked her feet.

My fingers dug into the soles of her feet. She was completely immersed in a state of sexual obsession and no longer felt the scratching. I held her buttocks and began to exert force for her, increasing the intensity of her up and down thrusts.

"Ah...! I feel so good...! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to...lose it, I'm going to...lose it...oh..." A wave of heat suddenly washed over my lower body, and then I felt the soft skin surrounding my genitals begin to tremble. I also felt my lower body begin to contract, and the floodgates suddenly opened, a stream of heat gushing into the depths of Shui's body.

I returned from my business trip, but I had lost contact with Shui. She had resigned from that company, but no one knew where she went. I could only wish her happiness on QQ. fxcm Bookstore

Fifteen, Letting Go, Unwilling to Let This Romantic Encounter Become a Reality.

In the days that followed, I met a netizen named Feng. At first, I didn't know her name, we just chatted online. She said she had just finished the college entrance examination and had been anxiously waiting, feeling very bad. I talked to her about it and comforted her. After that, I often saw her online and got to know her a little. One day, she told me that the school she was admitted to was in the same city as me. I was happy and said that I could pick her up when she registered. She asked if it was true, and I told her definitely.

A few days later, she suddenly called to tell me that she was in the city now, had registered at school, and was strolling around with her mother. We chatted casually for a while, and she said that we should meet up sometime, even though we had been chatting online for a long time but had never met in person. I agreed. During the time we chatted, I shared my disappointment and her joy. I had always thought she would be a cheerful and happy girl.

Until I met her, my thoughts were truly confirmed.

She was a bright and clear-eyed girl, wearing a white trench coat. But somehow, before we met, we had so much to talk about; but when we were together, I felt like we didn't have much to say. Perhaps it was because we came from different backgrounds, and she was three or four years younger than me.

However, that day, I noticed she didn't seem very happy, so I took her to sit in the park for a while. She quickly came out, saying she wasn't feeling well. So, we sat on a stone bench nearby, chatting about her summer wait and the funny things that happened at home. Before we knew it, it was almost five o'clock, and she hurriedly told me that they had evening self-study and roll call. I walked her to the intersection leading to her school so she could take a bus home, and I went back to my place. Our

first meeting felt a little awkward, perhaps because we'd never met face-to-face before.

The next day, she called me to ask how I was doing, and I said, "I'm fine." She said, "She thought I would call her after she got back, but I didn't." I quickly explained that I went straight home and it wasn't convenient to call.

She said she was free on the weekend and asked if she could come over. I was worried it wouldn't be good for her to come to my company, but since I'm single now, I agreed. I was at work that day, and before she came over, she told me she was bringing me some food because I had told her before that the company meals weren't very good.

Before she arrived, I went to the intersection to meet her. Seeing her again made me feel better. She looked beautiful today, much more radiant than the other day. I told her, "You're so pretty." She said, "It's so rare to hear you say that today. My confidence was almost gone."

We went to the company together, and I spent the afternoon playing on QQ with her. She showed me her favorite Flash animations one by one, and finally asked me on QQ, "How did it feel to meet me?"

I didn't answer directly, but asked her, "How did you feel?"

She said she wanted to know. I replied, "What you want to know is what I want to know too. Now you understand, right?" She laughed and said I was too reserved.

After work, we went out for dinner. When we came out, we realized it was raining, and I hadn't brought an umbrella. She opened her umbrella and said I didn't even check the weather. I laughed and told her, "It's only a few minutes' walk to the company, so there's no need to worry about the weather."

We walked slowly in the drizzle, my left hand holding the umbrella, but I didn't know where to put my right hand.

She asked me what was wrong, and I frankly said, "I don't know what's right for my arm; otherwise, I'll have to squeeze her into the rain and hold the umbrella all by myself." Hearing this, she reached out and linked her arm with mine, laughing, "Is this alright?"

I was stunned by her frankness and innocence. If Feng knew she was with a man who had already slept with several women, would she still act this way? I let her link my arm with mine, and we strolled in the rain. It felt so beautiful, but I had a vague worry: how long would this beauty last? I put

her in a taxi, checked the license plate, and told her to call me when she got back. I would wait for her call at the company before returning home. This rainy night brought our hearts much closer.

After that, she came two or three more times. Each time, we would go online at the company, then eat, and then go home.

During this time together, I felt she and I had become very close, but I was also very worried, afraid that all of this would be fleeting, and I often fell into melancholy.

One weekend, she met me again, and we came here. However, she didn't stay at the company for very long that day, and she even brought her homework, which she diligently did.

After work, she ate some food with me and said she wanted to visit my place. I told her my place was too messy, and she laughed and asked, "Is it because it's inconvenient for me to come?"

I knew she misunderstood and said, "Nothing else, it's just a bit messy."

She said, "I'll just stay for a while and then leave. Do you have something to do tonight?" I suddenly wanted to joke with her, so I told her, "A colleague introduced me to someone, and we're meeting tonight." She said, "I'll just go for a short while, it won't interfere with your meeting." I replied, "Since you've already asked to come, you can't say my place is messy." She laughed and said, "Is it full of trash, and the blankets aren't even made?" I said, "Yes."

We walked through the alley to my place. Actually, I live alone, and it's not too bad. I clean the house every few days, but I only use it for sleeping, so it's basically clean. When I opened the door, she looked around and said, "It's not messy at all."

She sat down on my bed and said, "Your little room is so cozy, it feels so nice. I want a little room like this someday."

I laughed at her and replied, "Don't be silly, you probably wouldn't even like this little room."

She said, "No way, I just love the cozy feeling here."

I said, "You do your homework, I'll read for a while, it won't bother you." She glanced at the clock on my desk; it was only seven o'clock. She noticed several books on my desk, covered in a layer of dust. She took a rag and wiped the desk clean. When she picked up the books, she found they were also covered in dust. She took out some paper from her bag and slowly began to wipe them.

I told her, "No need to wipe them, they've been sitting there for a long time without being touched. Wipe them when you're ready to read."

Feng replied, "You should cherish your books! I've always taken good care of my books since elementary school."

I laughed and said, "I'm not like that. Every time I finish studying, the corners of my books curl up, it looks terrible."

Feng said, "I can tell from the look of this book that you don't cherish your books, otherwise it wouldn't be covered in dust."

Watching her carefully wipe the books was really heartwarming; she finished quickly.

She put her homework on the table and started doing it, while I read a book beside her. Around ten o'clock, I was getting sleepy. I asked her, "How's your homework going?" She said, "A little bit left." She asked me what time it was. I looked at my watch and said, "Ten-thirty." She exclaimed, "Oh!" I quickly said, "Don't exclaim, people will misunderstand." She said, "I kept looking at the clock on the table and thought it was still early." I said, "That clock doesn't have batteries; it hasn't been used in a long time."

She said, "What should I do? The school gates are locked by now." I said, "How about this, you stay here, I'll go find somewhere else."

She said, "Okay, let's squeeze in here. I'll read here, you can sleep for a while, sit here until dawn."

I was secretly delighted and agreed.

Then, I sat across from her, watching her, and tears silently streamed down her face. I quickly asked her, "What's wrong?" She said she remembered a time when she went out with classmates and didn't come home until late. Her mother and many others searched for her and finally found her. When they saw she was alright, her mother hugged her and cried. If her mother knew she was like this today, she would be heartbroken.

I felt ashamed of my selfishness. I took out a towel, gently wiped away her tears, and told her that her mother should be glad because I was a good person.

Feng laughed through her tears and said, "What good person? You didn't even tell me the time earlier." I said I was reading and hadn't noticed the time. I saw she was doing her homework and didn't dare disturb her.

Seeing that she was sitting there uncomfortable, I told her to lie down. She said it was fine that way. I didn't want to force her, so I moved aside to make her more comfortable.

I looked at Feng across from me. Her eyes were gently closed, her long eyelashes drooping over her eyelids, and tear stains remained on her fair face. I wiped away her tears with a warm towel, but it woke her up. She looked at me and I wiped them away.

She looked at me alluringly, and I couldn't resist being captivated by her beauty. I gently kissed her forehead, and her innocent face flushed instantly.

But at that moment, I was jolted awake by her innocence. I couldn't do this. She was still just a young girl fresh out of university. Perhaps we were together today because of a past relationship, but her path was long, and I couldn't guarantee our future. Taking it any further would only hurt her.

"If you love someone, don't hurt them."

These words suddenly echoed in my ears. I am no longer a pure person. After several relationships, I dare not accept another love with so many unknowns. I would rather give up my own love, so that she can focus on her studies while our feelings for each other are still shallow. Perhaps one day we will meet again, and she might come back to me, but now it is still too early.

So, I quietly stepped back and sat opposite her until I heard her even breathing, knowing she had fallen asleep, before I finally lay down on the headboard and slept.

Today, I cannot be sure whether what I did was right or wrong, but I do not want her, so young, to be ruined because of me. After all, love carries too many burdens, and perhaps she cannot bear such a heavy weight. The next

morning, I rushed off to work. When I returned, Feng had already cleaned the house thoroughly and was lying in bed asleep. My opening the door woke her up. She quickly folded the blankets and told me she was going out to buy some things. I saw that I had plenty of time before my afternoon shift, so I went out with her. More than an hour passed, and we still hadn't bought anything. She said, "Don't go to work this afternoon, come with me to the city to look around." I didn't have much to do that day, so I took the day off.

We searched for a long time before finally finding what she wanted. By the time we finished buying it, it was almost three o'clock, and we hadn't had lunch yet, so we went to the KFC on Beida Street. I thought I should give Feng an explanation, otherwise, if things continued like this, one day I wouldn't be able to control myself, and then it would be all over.

So, I told Feng that I now had a girlfriend, and we were very much in love. Feng didn't say anything. Until we finally parted ways in the car, I went back to my place, and she went back to school. From then on, Feng never came to our company again, nor did she call me. I thought this was the best thing for her, to keep the dream in her heart and let the love slowly fade away.

Sixteen, True love is right beside you in the ordinary.

In the days that followed, my heart calmed down, and I really wanted to find a real, ordinary love. We didn't want to go through any more ups and downs, just peace and safety. More than half a year later, I now have a girlfriend in my life.

She's a very kind girl, and also very beautiful. Initially, I didn't think about being with her. After everything I'd been through, I started to think maybe I should wait a few years before considering these things, since my circumstances weren't great yet.

One day, the company suddenly lost power. My colleagues and I, who lived in the same building, had nothing to do. We'd been eating out a lot lately and hadn't had a chance to cook for ourselves. So, we went to a female colleague's place

(who is now my girlfriend). My colleague and she graduated from the same school, and I went along to freeload.

When we arrived at her place, we found another female colleague already there. We ate together, but we didn't have enough rice, so we went out and bought some vegetables and steamed buns. It had been a long time since I'd cooked for myself, and that meal was very enjoyable and delicious. Eating with so many people was lively. I hadn't spent time with girls in a long time, and being with them again today made me very happy.

A few days later, it was the weekend, and I thought I should treat the girl who cooked to a meal; after all, I felt bad about eating for free. So, I invited my colleagues from the courtyard to go to KFC with her. I felt the environment there was nicer, especially in the evening when it was less crowded, and the soft music helped us relax. During the meal, we chatted a lot about life and work. I felt she could talk to me about many things, and I was very happy to have met such a kindred spirit. We enjoyed our meal.

After that, I had more opportunities to spend time with her. One day, a few of us planned to go out to buy some things. Her younger brother also came, so we took a car. That day, I spent a long time with her. She was still quite young and walked rather clumsily. I remember outside the bookstore, as we were crossing the street, a car sped towards us. I quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her back. That moment was truly unforgettable. When I held her smooth hand gently in mine, a warmth rose from my heart. However,

I immediately let go of her hand to avoid any misunderstanding, but she didn't seem to mind. Afterwards, we went to the bookstore together and read for a while. When she saw her brother off, she gave him repeated instructions. I was truly moved. Her own salary wasn't much, and she was also supporting her brother's school expenses. Winter was approaching, and she still didn't have a decent winter coat.

I didn't have much of a burden at the time, so I took her to the supermarket and bought her a good winter coat. The weather was getting colder, and seeing her thin coat, I really wanted to help her, but she didn't want to accept my kindness. After some persuasion, she finally agreed to lend me the coat first, and then I bought a cheaper one.

I know she loves reading, so I often take her to bookstores. These days, she's been very happy. One day, I took her to Jiaotong University. Sitting on a stone bench, she happily looked at the beautiful scenery around her. The green trees and flowing water brought us peace and tranquility amidst our busy work lives.

Back at our lodgings, she said she was tired and wanted to rest. I told her to rest, and I would sit beside her.

I watched her lie on the bed, her eyes gently closed. We'd only been playing for a while, her face still flushed. I gently leaned down and lightly kissed her lips. She quickly covered her face with her hands, saying no. I didn't stop, but instead placed my tongue on her lips, gently slipping it between her teeth, curling it around her tongue, and gently sucking and merging our tongues.

She quickly dodged to the side, saying, "No, no..."

I whispered in her ear, "What's gone?"

She said, "My first kiss is gone." I gently bit her earlobe, and with a soft gasp, my tongue intertwined with hers again...

As the days passed, New Year's Day was fast approaching. We both registered for the January self-study exams and began our intense studies again. We sat on one bed, reading until late at night. I couldn't go back, so I lay down beside her bed, fully clothed. During the two days of exams, I thought of her constantly. After the exams, I returned and embraced her, kissing her.

She accepted shyly, her face blooming like a peach blossom. I couldn't resist either, holding her tighter. Her tongue pressed against mine, my brain surging with excitement. We embraced, releasing ourselves in each other's passion.

I carried her to the bed, kissing her face, ears, and neck. She was hot, as if she had a fever. I whispered to her, "I love you."

She buried her head in my chest. As if receiving tacit consent, I slowly moved my head down, kissing her delicate breasts along her bra. She was aroused by my kisses, her eyes half-closed, a soft moan escaping her throat.

These moans were like calls, making me lose control. My hands reached behind her, gently unhooking her bra. Her large breasts, usually unseen, were now before me. I took her nipple into my mouth, my tongue circling and kissing it. She could no longer resist, reaching out to wrap her arms around my neck, pressing down hard. My lower body also became as hot as fire, a triangle bulging in my pants.

My hands never stopped. I stroked her waist, then slowly moved downwards. In that warm area, I caressed her inner thighs; even through her underwear, it was already damp. I gently rubbed that mysterious area, my mouth still kissing and sucking her nipples.

I could no longer restrain myself. I removed my own clothes, and slowly took off her underwear as well. She was already half-dazed, pressing her body tightly against me. I tilted to one side, pressing her down beneath me, continuing to stimulate her nipples with my mouth. My penis, hot as steel, slowly moved forward, searching for a while before finally guiding it to her delicate labia with my hand, gently pushing it in. Her

warm vagina tightly enveloped her. Because she had never experienced this before, when I only went in a little, she cried out in pain, "No…!" My lips immediately silenced her, and my burning penis pressed against her lower body.

After a while, she started secreting fluid, making it more lubricated. I slowly pushed in, little by little. Her legs relaxed under my teasing, making entry easier. Halfway in, I encountered something soft and tense, blocking my penis. I knew this was the crucial moment.

I sucked hard on her nipples to divert her attention, then suddenly broke through the barrier. She clung to me tightly in pain, barely managing to suppress a cry.

I placed it inside, kissing her lips, without moving immediately. After a while, waiting for her to relax, I slowly began to thrust in and out. Her vagina gradually felt less painful and became more lubricated, slowly beginning to respond to me. Afraid of hurting her, I gently placed my penis inside and gently circled it.

My glans lightly touched a protruding spot inside her, and she began to moan beneath me. Her warm vagina enveloped my penis, an indescribable pleasure. The tender vaginal walls rubbed against it, and my glans constantly scraped against her protrusion.

She became excited, writhing incessantly. Suddenly, her vaginal walls contracted repeatedly, and she cried out, "I'm coming...faster...faster...I'm coming...mmm...mmm...mmm..." I too had reached my climax, a low growl escaping my throat, my penis pressing tightly against hers, ejaculating streams of heat deep into her womb, truly merging with her...

After that, we moved in together and began a real and peaceful life. We often enjoyed each other's tenderness in bed after work. Time flew by, and almost two years had passed in the blink of an eye. Now, it's almost the end of the year, and next year, we will walk down the aisle. This time, we will never be apart again, because I have found my true love.

[The End]

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