[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves Red (Complete) - 27

【Volume 1: First Encounter with Maple Leaves】 Chapter 10: None of it was intentional? (2)

Silence is not always for thinking; it is for expressing an attitude, an attitude that does not need to be explained with words or expressions. Generally speaking, it is called tacit agreement.

Tie Yi's words contained only one meaning: since the matter has already occurred, let's handle it ourselves within our own scope. To be honest, after the other women in the room had basically calmed down, they also unconsciously thought the same thing. However, they could not say it out loud. Now that Tie Yi had made their thoughts clear, they used silence to express their agreement.

Having outlined the general scope for handling the matter, it is now time to talk about how to deal with the incident. Perhaps this room is the only place where Tie Yi and Tian Rong do not need to plan for their future. When the remaining women clearly faced this most crucial question, their hearts were like boiling water, churning.

If it were just yesterday's conversation with Lao Li…

Unanimously, these women, their hearts churning like boiling water, all started with this question when faced with the most crucial issue, before delving into its complexities. Spiders weave webs, and even if the web is huge and intricate, the spider never makes a mistake in its structure. Similarly, these women, their minds in turmoil, had a thousand threads of thought crisscrossing them, but these threads, moving rapidly through their minds, spread and intertwined without any order. And so, the more threads that emerged in their minds, the more tangled and unsolvable the problem became. Yet, as these threads spread through their minds, the seemingly forgotten experiences of last night were gradually pieced together, like the final edit of a film.

The first to piece together the hazy experiences of last night was Dong Na, who had stopped crying at some point. Yes, last night…

Tian Rong was lying in Lao Li's arms. At that time, she seemed to be wearing only a small bra. Lao Li, who had somehow taken off his shirt, pressed Tian Rong down on him, and the two of them became entangled, kissing and touching each other.

It was probably… probably… when Lao Li spread Tian Rong's legs wide and pressed her onto the sofa, it was… yes, it was when Dong Qin screamed and rushed over to pull Lao Li off Tian Rong, but after screaming again, Lao Li pulled her back.

Soon, Lao Li and Dong Qin, who was also pinned down by him, seemed to be wrestling, or perhaps they were fighting fiercely. While still somewhat conscious, I was filled with fear and a strange excitement and impulse urging me to escape, it was… it was when I stood up and accidentally tripped, falling down next to the physics teacher.

Tie Yi, the physics teacher, and myself—I don't know what clouded my judgment, but how could these three women… how could they…?

My memories of this moment and the time that followed are truly blurry. But… but… how could it be… like that?! I was lying with my legs wide apart, and Old… Old Li… was… lying between my legs, using his tongue… his tongue, licking… In

a moment of clarity, I panicked and desperately tried to push Old Li's head, which was stuck between my legs. But Old Li was like a nail nailed to my thighs; no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move his head an inch. So, screaming and desperately tearing at Old Li's not-so-long hair, I finally snapped.

Perhaps it was the intense pain, but Old Li's head lifted as I tore at it, but at that moment, I felt as if all my strength had been used up; I was limp and unable to move.

Extreme shyness, overwhelming fear, and an inexplicable impulse made her eyes fixed on Old Li, whose gaze seemed somewhat vacant. Old Li was shaking his head, and in that swaying motion, surprise and guilt suddenly flickered in his eyes. But at that moment, Tie Yi wrapped himself around Old Li from behind, and everything began to blur again…

It seemed… Old Li was lying between her legs again, but at this moment, she didn't know why, even though she was conscious, she didn't know what was urging her, pressing her hands down on Old Li's head, forcefully… towards her… there…

She couldn't remember the details, only that she ended up straddling Old Li, reaching for… that… but Old Li stopped her. He made her lie there again, and then put his head into her…

letting his tongue forcefully penetrate her… inside, letting his hands vigorously rub her breasts… She cried out, screaming, desperately clamping Old Li's head between her legs.

Finally, trembling and limp, she couldn't move anymore, while Old Li, panting heavily, lifted his head from between her legs and rolled to his side, lying on his back.

Watching his violent rise and fall, listening to his desperately suppressed but inability to calm his panting, she suddenly realized that Old Li was conscious at that moment. He was using his tongue to free himself from that demonic impulse, and he himself was struggling against this impulsive demon. But now that she had broken free from the demon's shackles, seeing Old Li like this, she felt an even greater urge: to become that impulsive demon herself!

Her body was too weak, so she couldn't get up no matter how hard she tried. At this moment, Old Li, struggling with the demon, was also rolling around, his breathing quickening and interspersed with low growls. However, Old Li's rolling was away from her body, and this direction…

Thinking this, Dong Na couldn't help but look up, her gaze falling on the landlady with a slightly furrowed brow. She was asleep on the sofa, drunk, when Old Li rolled over beside her, ending up at her feet.

From the side, she could see his bloodshot eyes. And from the side, she, who had been alternating between lucidity and amnesia throughout the night, her body limp, witnessed firsthand how a man, his brain fried, had manipulated a woman who was unconscious from drunkenness… and she, watching, was filled with an inexplicable yet undeniable unease, gradually forgetting everything again.

She subconsciously squeezed her legs together; aside from the slight discomfort of being unclothed, there was no strange sensation as rumored. She, who could have remained uninvolved, had taken her place when Old Li was about to pass out from the fever! A sudden surge of guilt filled Dong Na's eyes.

Memories, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, now swirled in every woman's mind, and the more memories surfaced, the more chaotic their hearts became: How could I have done this!

These were the thoughts that had been forming in the women's minds. The women, agitated, looked up, a hunch that something was amiss. Last night's events weren't simply due to excessive drinking; there was something else going on.

The landlady was unaware that she had been made a scapegoat, but being taken advantage of while unconscious by a man was something she couldn't swallow. However, she understood the situation better now. If she insisted on not letting it go, she could teach the man who had wronged her a lesson, but doing so might be a disaster for the other women there. Filled with

resentment yet burdened by many concerns, the landlady gritted her teeth until they ached. Just as she was wondering what to do, Cheng Yan, the physics teacher who had remained silent, offered her opinion: "Let's see what Old Li has to do."

Indeed, the women were deeply troubled by the situation, but the person truly responsible for it was still sound asleep! Even Tie Yi and Tian Rong, who weren't initially agitated, couldn't help but echo the other women's sentiments. They were excited in words, but who would actually kick the sleeping man awake? The women in the room seemed to talk a good game, but when it came to actually doing it, they all seemed to deliberately avoid it; no one moved.

The best way to handle this was to allow some time for reflection, allowing everyone to calm down and develop a more rational approach to the problem. And so, although no woman actually kicked the sleeping man awake as the others had suggested, it was during this time that all the women gradually calmed down.

Besides the consensus among all the women that this matter should not be publicized, Tian Rong's suggestion was also widely accepted. However, this acceptance stemmed from Tian Rong's statement: "Ultimately, each of us has to face this ourselves. How each person handles this is their own right. Therefore, regarding how to resolve this issue, let's respect individual opinions first, and then consider other aspects."

Leaving sufficient room for individual rights before considering the common interests of everyone at the appropriate time—Tian Rong's suggestion sounded easy to agree with. And while most people had calmed down somewhat, they hadn't yet decided on a specific way to handle the situation. So, while everyone was thinking about how to deal with it, who was thinking about whether to wake Old Li up?

Tie Yi's words helped everyone calmly consider the issue, and Tian Rong's few words had broken up the potential for a united front. Indeed, when one person faces a group, many methods are ineffective, but when one person faces another, the methods they use have a much wider range of possibilities. Strategically they're allies, but tactically they're loosely organized. What will this battle formation do in the future?

Summer days always dawn so early. As a ray of sunlight pierced the eastern sky, some of the women at the landlady's house were washing up, others were preparing breakfast. The landlady, who had inexplicably entered the room where Old Li was sleeping, just in time to see him awake.

She'd wanted to kick him awake while he was asleep, but now that he was awake, she didn't know what to do! Instinctively, meeting Old Li's somewhat confused gaze, the landlady called out to Dong Qin.

Dong Qin answered, but the first one to enter was Tian Rong. A slightly flustered landlady said something to Tian Rong and hurriedly left, leaving only Old Li and Tian Rong in the room.

For over half an hour, no one else entered the room. When Old Li emerged, secretly rubbing the bruises on his body from Tian Rong's pinching, the other women were already sitting at the table, fiddling with their uneaten breakfast. "

I'm done eating." Speaking in a voice barely audible to those around her, Dong Na hurriedly stood up and went to another room. Of the women who remained, only Tie Yi and Dong Qin looked up at Lao Li; the other two kept their heads slightly lowered, their hands, which had been fiddling with breakfast, stopped.

Face it calmly? Perhaps only the legendary revolutionary forefathers possessed such steely nerves. For Lao Li at this moment, it was absolutely impossible. He would rather stay in the room where he had been, letting the furious Tian Rong pinch his flesh raw, than face these women now.

Indeed, physical pain can be endured with forbearance, but mental trials and torments are far more unbearable. However, no matter how much testing and torment he endured, Old Li had to come out. He figured he'd be slaughtered anyway, so even if he peeked out, he'd still get stabbed. Even if urine had seeped into his shoes unseen, a man should stand up and walk out.

Tie Yi and Dong Qin glanced at Old Li and then looked away, while Cheng Yan and the landlady acted as if Old Li didn't exist. Old Li devised a plan and went straight to the bathroom to clean himself.

Perhaps he spent a little too much time cleaning himself in the bathroom, because when he came out, only Tian Rong, dressed, was standing at the door. "

Take a taxi home yourself," Tian Rong said, opening the door and leaving. Slightly surprised, Old Li stood alone in the landlady's living room for a moment, then looked at the closed door of one of the landlady's bedrooms. Perhaps relieved, he also came out of the landlady's house.

The sounds of footsteps receding and the latch closing on the door echoed in the distance. Inside the tightly closed room of the landlady's house, Dong Qin and the landlady secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that things had come to this point, the usually very close friends were about to talk.

Perhaps intentionally avoiding sensitive topics, they directly turned to the events of the previous night.

In fact, they had all asked each other this question countless times, and everyone's focus was on the last few cans of drinks. However, no one voiced their suspicions, because without solid evidence, it was unwise to accuse anyone.

Dong Qin had taken out the drinks, so she was the most uneasy. While telling her best friend about her unease, she picked up the phone and dialed.

The manager of Red Shoes arrived quickly, as Dong Qin had gotten her drinks from her. However, after verifying with the manager, Dong Qin sat there in a daze.

In real society, many people become addicted to substances with strong stimulants, such as those that induce excitement and impulsiveness. Red Shoes is a KTV that operates largely legally, but when certain people Red Shoes can't afford to offend come, the operators make some adjustments. For example, they only provide these special stimulants to these people.

Dong Qin often goes to Red Shoes with her friends, and because she has a close relationship with the operators, she sometimes acts as a temporary manager. This particular drink is supposed to have considerable hangover-relieving effects, and Dong Qin had only started to appreciate it after trying it a few times. Last week, after temporarily acting as a manager at Red Shoes again, Dong Qin took the drinks from the bottom of the cabinet without saying a word before leaving, grumbling as she did so: "It's just a few cans of cheap soda! Why are you hiding them, afraid someone will drink them?"

Dong Qin silently and grumbled as she took the drinks, while the real operators of Red Shoes were nearly frantic when they returned because those few cans of drinks were missing! Yes, this kind of thing is like a time bomb, not too big, not too small. If it accidentally explodes somewhere, it will be unbearable.

To be honest, when the owner of Red Shoes couldn't find the drinks, he just remembered to ask Dong Qin if she had taken them, and Dong Qin called.

The process of Dong Qin taking the bomb was that simple, but this bomb really exploded last night, and it also hit seven people at once! But that's how things are. Can you say that all the responsibility is Dong Qin?

[Volume 1: First Encounter with Maple Leaves] Chapter 10: None of it was intentional? (3)

The kind of drinks that Dong Na took from Red Shoes were often drunk by the proprietress when she drank too much. However, the drinks she drank were from her own restaurant, and she didn't have anyone who made special requests that she couldn't afford to offend. So, she and this kind of drink could relieve her thirst. But now, after hearing the conversation between Dong Na and the manager of Red Shoes, and thinking about everything that happened last night, she was very scared and wanted to throw away all the drinks in her savings account as soon as possible.

What started as a well-intentioned attempt to sober everyone up turned into a disaster, and once such a disaster occurred, it was irreversible. Even though it was unintentional, Dong Na felt deeply guilty towards everyone involved. After some thought, she took out her phone and called each of them.

The six women from the previous night received her call. When they arrived at the location Dong Na had arranged at Biyuan, they faced a deeply apologetic Dong Na. She first downed three glasses of wine, apologizing profusely and explaining the cause of the previous night's incident.

Dong Na, prepared to await their decisions, sat down, still full of remorse. However, facing someone who had acted unintentionally and was so responsible, the others, feeling incredibly frustrated, didn't know how to vent their anger. Having no outlet for their frustration, the six women, who had only been separated for less than three hours, sat silently for a while, each lost in their own thoughts, before finally bringing up the issue of resolving it.

Even in this day and age, where many men and women treat sex as casually as a male dog having sex with a female dog on the street, there are still some who are disgusted by such promiscuity and insist on maintaining a sense of shame. Take, for example, the women sitting with Dong Na now; at least they still hold onto that principle.

But reality is often like this: the more you try to avoid something, the more it seems to cling to you, like a ghost on a dark road. So, the six women, now seemingly possessed, finally began to rationally consider how to face the situation and started a frank discussion. They

couldn't understand what had happened the night before. It was like tripping over a stone in the street; you couldn't figure out how it got there. Therefore, when you can't understand something for the time being, it's best to put it aside and let things take their course.

Old Li was alright. He couldn't understand why last night's events had occurred, so he didn't obsessively try to figure it out. However, this didn't hinder the gradual piecing together of his memories from the night before, which were sometimes clear and sometimes hazy.

Even if someone describes something you were completely unaware of, with the most vivid language, you might only experience a sense of déjà vu, at best feeling a sense of being there. But personal memories, even if fragmented, allow you to deeply immerse yourself in every detail you can recall as you piece them together.

Old Li was just an ordinary person, and with his ordinary mindset, he sat in a temporary office in the No. 33 Middle School's teaching building, slowly recalling the events of the previous night, repeatedly savoring every detail of what he remembered. The

dense leaves of the maple tree outside the window swayed in the breeze, their almost womanly, graceful forms moving before his eyes. The shadows of the trees swayed in the wind, displaying countless different postures. The woman, like water, swayed and gracefully blended into the wind-blown shadows.

The soft branches at the tips resembled Dong Na's slender waist, the tender, new green leaves seeming as fresh as the lingering touch on one's own lips. The branches suddenly rose, moving against the wind, like Cheng Yan's fiery limbs grasping and kneading one's body—a woman's most beautiful allure displayed in a state of ambiguity, a mixture of resistance and acceptance, wavering between confusion and clarity. A glimpse of

Tian Rong's smooth, white back flashed across the treetops, the clusters of large leaves resembling her swaying hips. Like a reaching hand touching, like the unrestrained, frenzied caressing…

The narrow, oval branches on the trunk were also slightly parted, their knots barely visible. Only when one's own large member was pulled from Dong Qin's petals, which refused to close for so long, could it bear such a striking resemblance? At this moment, Dong Qin's trembling body was like the leaves rustling in the wind...

Among the dense branches, Tie Yi's petite figure appeared and disappeared, his own large member chasing her petals, his hands also supporting her buttocks. A woman who moaned and cried out in pleasure, a woman who would pull her own hair at the height of her climax...

She was the most indistinct woman, so now he could only vaguely see her from the deepest part of the shadows. Perhaps it was because of this indistinctness that he always tried to savor her presence while behind the figures of other women. Xiao Man, like a delicate vine winding around the branches and leaves, was only a blurry outline in the distance...

Everything in front of him was instantly blocked, and a faint fragrance of a young girl wafted to his nose. The familiar scent, the unique temperament of a young girl, Old Li stroked the girl's soft little hand wrapped around his eyes, and then leaned his head on the girl's newly formed body, gently calling Yueyue's name.

Her heart pounded, and her hands trembled slightly, stiffening at the man's touch. The pressure of his head against her chest seemed to trigger a moan, and he pulled her into his embrace, half-sitting, half-leaning.

Looking at his tender gaze, watching his full, warm lips draw closer, her shyness and slight fear vanished instantly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bravely, for the first time, welcoming a man's kiss. A

strong embrace, long, even breaths, a tongue that made her heart flutter swirling in her mouth, savoring the taste of his saliva. In the lingering kiss, her tongue intertwined with his, and she finally understood the taste of a kiss.

Nestled softly in his arms, she didn't want to move. His kisses lingered on her face, and his hands were repeatedly cupped and caressed. Watching his hands caress her, sending electric shocks through her body, she watched as his large hands explored her lower abdomen and then slowly lifted her skirt, reaching inside.

The tip of her penis, erect and hard, bloomed in the air, and the wetness between her legs once again clung to his fingers. He let his fingers caress her erection, let his mouth taste the fluid flowing between her legs, now stained with his fingers…

"Teacher, Zhang Nan and the others call you Daddy, Bai Xue and I want to do that too!"

The girl, seemingly languid and weak, spoke with a surprisingly strong tone.

"Yes, Yueyue is Daddy's good daughter."

Her daughter's softness made her father's hands linger, but he would never refuse her request.

"Dad, Bai Xue should be here by now."

"Okay, then Dad and Yueyue will wait for her here."

"Dad, summer vacation is coming soon, can Bai Xue and I stay at your house during the summer vacation?"

"Sure, Dad's house is your house too..."

"Dad, I...I want to..."

"What do you want? Dad's good daughter."

"I...I...want...want to be...want to be Dad's new...bride during the summer vacation!"

"Hehe...good girls are still shy! Dad..."

"Bad Dad! Don't laugh at me! You're bad! You're bad...Dad you..."

Just like last time, he didn't make the two little girls become real women from this moment on. However, the two little girls were once again wet from Old Li's big mouth and the juice flowing from their own garden. Once again, Old Li pulled them off their legs and stuffed them into his pocket.

Their faces flushed, their bodies soft yet still sensitive with lingering pleasure, the two girls let their private parts be covered and gently caressed by Old Li's large hands. They nestled languidly in his arms, enjoying this rare tenderness. With the high school entrance exam approaching, this moment of tenderness allowed the two girls to open their hearts and fully embrace their teenage years. Yes, the blossoming season of sixteen—once it's over, it will be a lifetime of memories. To permanently preserve such a blossoming season in memory requires profound and unforgettable effort.

It was almost noon when Old Li took out his phone to call Fei'er, and his phone rang.

It was Fei'er calling, and this unspoken understanding always brought a warm feeling to Old Li's heart. With this warm feeling, Old Li pressed the answer button.

Fei'er was silent; clearly, Tie Yi and Tian Rong, who had gone home earlier, had already told her about what happened the night before. Fei'er cared deeply for her husband, who was also her father-in-law. However, the unexpected turn of events left her unsure what to say to her father-in-law, and after dialing the number, she remained silent. She

was wrong, terribly wrong, and it wasn't anyone's fault. Tormented by guilt and helplessness, Old Li, facing Fei'er's silence, also didn't know how to speak. His lips moved several times, but he remained silent.

"Dad, come home for lunch."

The long silence was finally broken by Fei'er's words, but only Fei'er spoke before the dial tone went dead.

Old Li understood; he understood every meaning in Fei'er's words. Yes, in times of desperation, home is the best choice.

Cheng Yan and Dong Na had been taken to Old Li's dormitory at the aluminum plant by Tian Rong and Tie Yi that morning. After thinking for a moment, Old Li took out the spare key to Tian Rong's newly bought car and left the office.

Having found the way familiar, Old Li arrived at Xiaoman's house, the proprietress of Biyuan, about ten minutes later.

He knocked on the door, and after a few light footsteps, Xiaoman's door opened at his request.

The person who opened the door for Old Li immediately lowered their head. Looking at Xiaoman, unsure whether to say "Come in" or something else, Old Li asked, "May I come in?"

Xiaoman, dressed in her pajamas, hesitated for a moment, then took a step back from the doorway.

This was a form of permission, so Old Li entered Xiaoman's house through the space she had created.

No one offered him a seat, let alone poured him tea or offered any simple hospitality. After Old Li entered, Xiaoman, who had casually closed the door behind her, went straight into another room beside him as he entered the living room.

Xiaoman went into the room and closed the door behind her. Old Li, who seemed to hear voices coming from inside, stood in the living room waiting.

Three to five minutes, or maybe ten or eight minutes, the door Xiaoman had closed opened again. Dong Qin came out first, followed by Xiaoman, and then another person Old Li didn't recognize.

Dong Qin and Xiaoman didn't look at Old Li or speak. When Old Li finally got a clear look at the unfamiliar person, this last person asked, "Principal Li, what brings you here?"

"I've come to invite them to my home for dinner,"

Old Li said in a very casual tone, explaining his purpose.

When it came to dinner, instead of using the polite "please," he used a casual, everyday way of addressing them. Whether this was abrupt and a lapse in manners, or whether the simple yet warm words were more pleasant to hear, Dong Qin and Xiao Man subtly straightened their postures slightly after hearing Old Li explain his purpose, but remained silent.

"I'll wait for you two downstairs. You two change your clothes first."

The tone was essentially the same as before, but this time there was a barely perceptible questioning tone at the end. Following this subtle refrain, Old Li glanced at Dong Qin and Xiao Man, whose eyes were lowered, before walking outside. *Am

I that familiar with you? Why should I eat at your house? Are you inviting me? Are you giving orders…* Old Li's figure disappeared as the door closed, but the two still silent women felt a flood of questions and accusations welling up inside them.

Even after Lao Li left, Dong Na and Xiao Man remained silent and motionless. The stranger Lao Li didn't recognize chuckled slightly upon seeing them, then half-pushed, half-pulled them to change their clothes. It was

only after this stranger urged them out of the house that Dong Na and Xiao Man cautiously stepped out. Lao Li opened the car door

for the two ladies, helped them into the car, and then closed the door for them, sincerely thanking the stranger.

The stranger accepted Lao Li's thanks without question, watching Lao Li's car slowly drive away.

They arrived at Lao Li's house at 11:40. After helping the two ladies out of the car and having Fei'er accompany them, Lao Li drove off again without stopping.

Dong Na and Cheng Yan arrived home forty minutes later in Lao Li's car. Unlike when he picked up Dong Na and Xiao Man earlier, Tie Yi and Tian Rong were waiting for them there.

Last night, the six women ate slowly and in small portions in an atmosphere that was neither awkward nor embarrassing, but certainly not harmonious or pleasant. They all stopped eating around the same time.

Fei'er, who was sitting with them, didn't serve them any more food or urge them to refill their bowls. She chatted with the six women casually, as she would at home after a meal, and then lunch was over.

No one offered to see anyone off, and no one mentioned leaving after the meal, so Fei'er naturally suggested that everyone take a nap.

Tie Yi and Cheng Yan, Tian Rong and Dong Na walked towards their assigned rooms, while Fei'er walked beside Xiao Man, and Lao Li followed a little behind Dong Qin.

Tie Yi and Tian Rong arrived at their respective rooms first, and then went in one by one according to their assigned groups. While Fei'er was pointing out Xiao Man's room, Dong Qin stopped because Lao Li had walked a little faster.

Fei'er and Xiaoman entered the room, and at that moment, Old Li gently took Dong Qin's arm and led her into another room.

"Are you feeling better?"

After the initial excitement from a substance wears off, the fatigue and general feeling are hard to bear. So, after entering the room with Dong Qin, Old Li asked her with concern, his eyes lowered but his demeanor somewhat distant.

Sometimes, genuine concern is the most touching, and few people resist such sincere care. Feeling the sincerity of Old Li's greeting, Dong Qin nodded gently without speaking.

"Then I won't bother you anymore, you should rest." She was feeling

better, but not completely. Since she still needed rest to recover, Old Li didn't want to disturb her any longer.

Without nodding or shaking her head, Dong Qin stood silently and motionless after Old Li said he was leaving.

I don't want to rest now. Did I say you could leave? I... actually, it's when I don't express my attitude in words that people can understand me more deeply. Obviously, Dong Qin's silent standing attitude gave Lao Li, who had taught Chinese for a long time, a rich understanding, so he didn't leave immediately and just watched Dong Qin.

Since they weren't leaving, just standing there in silence was pointless. Wanting to change the atmosphere, Old Li suggested, "Can I sit down and talk?"

Even though she knew it was an old man using childish tricks to lighten the mood, the man she had been eyeing with the corner of her eye genuinely looked like he was asking for advice. A slight smile appeared on Dong Qin's lips, and without any further attitude, she walked to the bedside and sat down.

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