[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves Red (Complete) - 28

【Volume 1: First Encounter with Maple Leaves】 Chapter 10: None of it was intentional? (4)

Men value individuality, but although a woman's body is as soft as water, it doesn't mean that a woman has no individuality. Dong Qin, a modern and fiery woman, a woman who doesn't deliberately hide her inner preferences. To be honest, a woman with Dong Qin's personality, if it was because of the accident last night that she had that kind of relationship with a man, she would have two attitudes towards this sudden event.

If she had no feelings for this man before, she might try to get in touch with him for a while to finally decide how to deal with the accident. If this man is someone she strongly dislikes, she will resolutely act as if nothing happened and leave him far away.

When Lao Li first came to No. 33 Middle School, Dong Qin respected this very calm principal very much from his words and actions, because in this day and age, there are very few people who can take on a mess without complaining. As time went by, their daily interactions, culminating in a small incident at the school cafeteria when she sat next to Old Li, revealed a different side of her. She had initially intended to use her usual flirtatious approach with male teachers to see how this easygoing and composed principal would react. However, she found that in this seemingly casual encounter, she had lost all interest in teasing him; instead, she maintained the contact with a growing sense of excitement and almost cherishing.

This woman, in her thirties and still single, realized after that encounter that she had somehow already placed her heart in his. Both she and Old Li were single, and Dong Qin, knowing he had captured her heart, found herself, once bold and passionate, now as insecure and anxious as a girl experiencing first love. Feeling somewhat conflicted, Dong Qin confided in her friend Xiao Man.

Such an outgoing and fiery woman could easily be associated with promiscuity. However, as a longtime friend of Dong Qin, Xiaoman knew that Dong Qin, who appeared to be carefree and uninhibited, was actually very virtuous in private. Her bold, almost promiscuous, words and actions were more of an extreme disguise she used to hide her true self.

Now that her friend had finally revealed she had a secret crush, Xiaoman was happy for her friend and subtly suggested, "Bring that man over. I'll take a good look and give you some advice." Soon, under Dong Qin's deliberate arrangement, Lao Li and his friends had their first trip to Biyuan Garden. The man

looked young, but was actually more than ten years older than Dong Qin. Although his character and personality were passable, the large age gap still made Xiaoman feel a little resentful for her friend.

Yes, in this older man-younger woman relationship, the older man might offer the younger woman the care of a brother or father. But as the older man ages further, all he can offer is this meager care, while the younger woman will have to live a life where she has a man but is also without one for an extended period.

Perhaps true love can make the younger woman tolerate such a life, but the bitterness of such a life is truly unbearable. Therefore, Xiaoman frankly expressed her thoughts to her friend and sincerely told her that such a relationship should be approached with caution!

Everything Xiaoman said made Dong Qin seriously consider how to face such a relationship. In the end, she thought that living alone was too tiring, and she really needed someone to rely on to rest. So, Dong Qin told her friend that she would persevere in this relationship.

Xiaoman didn't say anything more about Dong Qin's persistence, because the things in one's emotional world are irreplaceable by anyone else.

This morning, after Dong Qin and Xiao Man understood what was going on with the drink, a question suddenly occurred to them: last night, Lao Li, a man, had sex with all six of them. Did this mean that if a man drank that drink, would he experience the same intense arousal as Lao Li did last night?

With this question in mind, Dong Qin and Xiao Man both approached the topic indirectly from various angles.

This roundabout questioning turned something that could be explained in a few words into a very complicated affair. However, as the roundabout questions became more numerous and complex, even the straightforward Xiao Man eventually got fed up with herself and asked directly: "How much of an effect does this stuff have on men?

It can cause uncontrollable excitement and even moderate hallucinations. Many modern bars and nightclubs secretly operate these new-generation products that induce these symptoms." However, regardless of the type of new-generation product, its effects generally subside after two or three uses at most. Furthermore, as its influence fades, those who have used these products are practically half-dead (especially men who have used them). In other words, the more these products are used, the stronger the user's dependence becomes, and the damage to physiological functions after use is undeniable. In short, while these new-generation substances may not be as difficult to shake off as some traditional substances, it's still best to stay far away from them.

When I woke up this morning, I felt weak and dizzy; saying I was half-dead wouldn't be an exaggeration. According to the previous explanation, a man experiencing this should have suffered even greater depletion. But what about Old Li? He shook his head a few times after waking up, probably with a headache like me, but judging from his complexion and other symptoms, he definitely didn't show any signs of being half-dead.

Judging from the behavior of the six women who experienced last night's events, all of them had "that" thing with Lao Li, and each of them had it more than once. Isn't the explanation that at most one person would only vent two or three times and then it would be over? Isn't the explanation that venting is faster for men? Then Lao Li's behavior last night far exceeded the scope of the explanation!

Could it be that the same thing, due to differences in the users' physiological functions, exhibits different effects? The explanation is that we don't know; anyway, for those who used the same thing with her, the final result was only a difference between the first three minutes and the last three minutes.

It was at this moment that Dong Qin and Xiao Man truly realized that last night, it was one man and six women (Dong Na forcibly suppressed herself while Lao Li was semi-conscious, not taking the final step, but her crying and sobbing this morning made everyone think she was also a "womanizer"). Even with the condition of external factors, it absolutely cannot be ruled out that this man's physiological functions were different from those of ordinary people.

This means that the medication requires two to three times to ejaculate, so at least half of the six women last night were affected by the man's own physiological functions. Excluding the medication, does this man need two to three women to satisfy his physical needs? Thinking this, Dong Qin and Xiao Man couldn't help but look up at each other.

Heh… looking at each other, but their thoughts were quite different. Yes, Dong Qin was seeing Xiao Man through a hazy, intermittent memory from yesterday. Whether the memory was clear or blurry, her strongest feeling was the sensation of a man's incredibly large penis, almost piercing her, making her feel aroused. This sensation proved that her friend's previous worries about the man she had chosen were unnecessary. And now, what was even bigger and more unpredictable was that, despite those worries, four other women, including her friend, were involved.

This means that if it weren't for what happened last night, Dong Qin wouldn't have been intimidated even if she were competing equally with the other five women. But now, what she's facing is definitely not as simple as equal competition. It involves things that are fragile and sensitive, making it incredibly difficult!

And now, this man who is putting her in a difficult position, and who is also putting the other women in a difficult position, is standing right in front of her. What should she do? Dong Qin was completely flustered.

Dong Qin's chaotic heart blurred her vision. Through this blurred vision, a man's figure clearly appeared beside her, gently embracing her.

Reason urged her to break free from his embrace, but something else told her that this hold was firm and warm. Amidst this conflicting emotion, Old Li gently stroked her hair and softly asked, "Xiao Qin, are you still troubled by yesterday's events?" Perhaps only such a question could

calm her chaotic and conflicted heart. Yes, this wasn't something that could be resolved through competition, nor could it be completely eliminated by avoiding someone. It was just that being embraced by this man, with whom she was destined to be entangled, and hearing his question, she suddenly felt as if something had been lifted from her shoulders, and she leaned closer to him, nodding.

"Will you be my woman?"

Old Li gently helped Dong Qin lift her head, looking into her eyes earnestly.

She didn't speak, only looked at Old Li in silence.

“Xiao Qin, no matter how complicated things are, they will eventually be resolved. I'm asking you now not because I'm irresponsible or inconsiderate of others' feelings, but because things need to be resolved step by step. I'm asking you now because I want to know if you can give me a chance to make up for my guilt and also to take care of you for the rest of my life.”

Understanding Dong Qin's concerns and knowing that she needed time to accept him, Lao Li directly stated his thoughts.

That's how it is. If other women didn't have a clear stance like he did, this matter could drag on for who knows how long. But to directly express her stance to a man like this...

saying yes seems a bit too much, saying no seems like the right thing to do either. So... well, maybe she should just say everything and let him decide for himself.

"From now on, I'll start pursuing you."

Silence is the third attitude besides yes or no. Faced with this attitude, Old Li simply determined the general direction first. After tightening his grip on Dong Qin, he kissed her slightly dry lips.

Dong Qin struggled for a while, unable to break free from Old Li's embrace and kiss. She resisted with anger in her eyes and her hands tightly gripping the soft flesh of Old Li's waist.

Her head, which she tried to avoid, was lifted behind her head by Old Li's large hand, leaving her no room to dodge. Her small mouth, which had been panting heavily during Old Li's previous rapid kisses, hadn't even had time to say anything. Now, Old Li's face, slightly tender, and his parted lips were gradually magnified before her eyes. His

lips slowly pressed against hers, and this second kiss, starting from the corner of her mouth, was so gentle. Gradually, my tightly closed lips softened as they relaxed. Old Li's kisses gently captured my upper and lower lips, a little bit at a time.

A tongue that wasn't mine, somewhat large and rough, slowly and tenderly caressed my mouth. After I accepted it, this tongue gradually penetrated my mouth, moving deeper and deeper.

It patiently communicated with my two rows of teeth, which refused to open, occasionally brushing softly against my gums. Perhaps it was the unfamiliar tongue's patience, or perhaps its gentle warmth that made my tightly closed teeth lower their guard. I don't know when, but a gap appeared between my teeth. I don't know when, but the tongue that had been roaming between my teeth had completely breached their last defense.

In my mouth, now devoid of its final protection, a large, now unrestrained tongue swept through every corner. It was so rude, so greedy, that even the slightest saliva secreted in my mouth would be frantically swept away and swallowed. Finally, this domineering tongue that roamed my mouth made a new discovery—it finally discovered my timid, tightly retracted little tongue. In an instant, my little tongue, like a young girl being discovered by a robber who suddenly broke into her bath, was snatched away by this robber with a ferocious grin.

The most thorough ravaging began from this moment…

The afternoon sun streamed in through the window, and looking out from the back bedroom window, I could see the swaying, broad leaves of the phoenix-tail bamboo. My body was truly languid and lazy; the garden between my legs, which had been burning and sore since I woke up this morning, was now red and swollen. Although that wretched old Li had taken good care of my…that place afterward, my garden was too delicate, so it still burned and sore, and now it was so swollen that I dared not close my legs.

Well, there's nothing to do if I get up, so I'll just stay in bed. But what's going on here is my relationship with Lao Li. What's the deal with that?

If the first time this happened between Lao Li and me was because I accidentally drank that damn beverage, then the second time at noon happened when I was perfectly sober.

But now that I think about it, I was perfectly sober, but at the last minute, I seem to have been confused and... Why didn't I firmly refuse? Why didn't I...? I

hadn't fully recovered from last night's overexertion, and then I worked another intense day at noon. Even though Dong Qin was still indignant, the extreme fatigue made her drift off to sleep.

The junior high school entrance exam for the third grade class ended as scheduled, and now it's only a few days until the city's education system's "July 1st" arts performance. While arranging for all the performers to rehearse intensively, Lao Li didn't forget about the school's girls' team preparing on the other side of the field.

Old Li led the substitutes, Xie Xin gave instructions to the starters, and Coach Mi Fengying, after a few minutes of tactical drills, substituted the point guard, the dark-skinned girl from the Third Middle School, with herself on the field.

The reason was simple: when Old Li was leading the substitutes in tactical drills with the starters, he consistently appeared in key positions—not the core area, but the pivotal points of transition—whether on offense or defense. This position allowed for quick ball distribution and fast breaks (because Old Li never dribbled; he only passed and guided the ball). Defensively, he could directly face the opponent's ball handler transitioning from defense to offense and effectively intercept and disrupt long passes. However, this position was often overlooked by the other players. Coach Mi's presence on the field was to demonstrate how to defend such a position and such a player.

The dark-skinned girl stood on the sidelines, next to Xie Xin and Yuanyuan, who was already able to do some light recovery exercises. Xie Xin didn't instruct the little girl to watch Coach Mi's defense against Lao Li, but instead had her focus on observing how Lao Li changed when facing such defense.

Yes, the little girl had made significant progress in other areas, but her on-court adaptability and creativity were still lacking.

Appearing in the right place at the right time, and passing the ball efficiently at the right moment—this phrase is short, but applying it more than 60% on the court is very difficult, and that's what Xie Xin wanted the little girl to observe and ponder.

The sweat from the court hadn't even dried when Lao Li, having passed through a door, arrived at another area for dance rehearsal.

His coordination with Dong Qin was already quite refined, and the other performers had reached their best level since the start of rehearsals. As Cheng Yan's sweet voice sang the final note, today's dance rehearsal temporarily came to an end.

Old Li and Old Xu were talking with the sound engineer who had come to help from the union. Tian Rong, who had also come to watch the rehearsal (their choral rehearsal had ended earlier), fiddled with the sound equipment for a bit. A

lively ternary movement played, and Secretary Tian was calling out to the rehearsals. Thus, the impromptu dance party, which had been interrupted for several days, resumed.

Old Xu was pulled onto the dance floor by Zou Yang, and since the sound engineer who had come to help from the union was a woman, Old Li readily invited her to join him.

The secretary and the principal danced together, followed by the male and female leads dancing to the rhythm. When another soothing slow waltz began, Old Li walked up to Cheng Yan, bowed slightly, and extended an invitation. She

hesitated a little, but finally reached out her hand, her eyes lowered, her body slightly stiff, but perfectly suited to the relaxed rhythm. With a slight turn, and a slight tightening of his arms around Cheng Yan's waist, Cheng Yan, who had been keeping a half-fist distance from Lao Li, was now only a hair's breadth away from him.

"Anything planned for tonight?"

Lao Li asked, his breath warm against Cheng Yan's ear, his long hair piled up, revealing her small ears.

The rhythm paused abruptly, but after two missteps, he finally got back on track. Cheng Yan, as if she hadn't heard Lao Li's question, kept her eyes lowered.

"Lao Xu needs to work with the sound engineer to re-tune the sound system, so we won't be rehearsing today. How about we go for a walk later?"

Lao Li explained briefly and softly, then extended an invitation to Cheng Yan without specifying a direction or location.

"I'm a little tired."

Still as if she hadn't heard anything, Cheng Yan took a few more steps to the rhythm and said something completely unrelated to Lao Li's invitation.

"Then I'll take you there."

As he spoke, Old Li gently released Cheng Yan's hand, but the hand that was half-encircling Cheng Yan's waist moved slightly up and half-rested on her shoulder, as if supporting and pushing Cheng Yan towards the edge of the dance floor.

[Volume 1: First Encounter with Maple Leaves] Chapter 10: None of It Was Intentional (5)

Tian Rong, who was not originally participating in the rehearsal, was also in the women's bathroom, and she was standing next to Cheng Yan. Speaking of which, since the incident at Xiao Man's house that night, apart from Dong Na, who would hide away when she saw Old Li, Tian Rong, Tie Yi, and Dong Qin acted as if nothing had happened, doing whatever they wanted without saying a word, and even when they saw Old Li, they were chatting and laughing. Although Dong Na was avoiding Old Li, she was just as good as ever when Old Li was not around.

Now, only Cheng Yan still held a grudge about this incident, and she became much more depressed because of it. To be honest, not only did Lao Li not know much about Cheng Yan's past experiences, but even Dong Qin, who was close to her, didn't know much about her. Seeing that Cheng Yan couldn't get over what happened that day, Lao Li, who felt responsible for the situation, decided to have a serious talk with her. Even if he couldn't completely resolve the issue, he couldn't let Cheng Yan become too depressed after this incident. While

everyone else was showering and talking under the showerhead, in a relatively quiet corner, Tian Rong was helping Cheng Yan lather up with shower gel and was also whispering something to her. After a

quick rinse, Tian Rong wrapped herself in a towel and came out of the bathroom. Her expression was no longer as volatile as Cheng Yan's. After thinking for a moment, she also wrapped herself in a towel and went out.

The setting sun, the evening glow, the gentle breeze brushing against their cheeks—on the riverbed that had been dry for a long time, Lao Li walked slightly ahead, with Cheng Yan following half a step behind, her eyes lowered.

Old Li didn't know how to say many things to Cheng Yan. He deeply sensed that this woman, who was half a step behind him, was not only very sensitive but also quite fragile. If he spoke carelessly at this moment, he could easily hurt her even more.

Fortunately, this woman, who hid her vulnerability and sensitivity beneath a calm exterior, was still willing to come out for a walk with him after Tian Rong had spoken to her. With such a beginning, and to be able to quietly accompany her like this, Old Li didn't want to ask for anything more.

A burst of laughter and chatter came from nearby. Several boys who hadn't gone home after school sped past them on their bicycles like the wind. Instinctively, Old Li reached out and put his arm around Cheng Yan's shoulder, pulling her to his side. The boys then left with a few shouts of surprise as they swerved past them.

Without stopping or apologizing, the boys quickly disappeared around the bend in the riverbank.

The sky was already dusky. Sensing that Cheng Yan, who had been startled by the few unruly children, had regained her composure, Old Li didn't immediately pull his arm away from her shoulder. Instead, he continued walking with her, half-embracing, half-supporting her.

The last rays of sunlight disappeared on the horizon. Perhaps it was just a subconscious action, but Cheng Yan unconsciously pulled her coat tighter. It was nearing the height of summer, and even the night was sultry. Cheng Yan's subconscious action revealed to Old Li that this seemingly calm woman harbored something cold within her. This coldness within her only surfaced unconsciously as twilight enveloped the sky. With

her coat draped over Cheng Yan's shoulders, and Old Li's arm around her shoulder again, Cheng Yan, seemingly truly exhausted, leaned weakly against Old Li's warm shoulder.

This was a bend in the riverbed, stretching far and wide in the twilight. Cheng Yan, weakly leaning against Old Li, glanced at the depths before tightening her body.

Strong shoulders supported her head, and Old Li gently patted her shoulder, offering comfort and reassurance. He whispered in her ear, "Let's go back."

He parked the car in the yard, got out first, and opened the door for Cheng Yan. She stepped out, still wearing Old Li's coat.

To the left was the living room of Old Li's main house; to the right was the gatehouse where Old Li always lived. Without much thought, Old Li, walking slightly ahead, headed left.

A hand gently tugged at Old Li's coat—it was Cheng Yan's outstretched hand, half a step behind. Stopping, looking at Cheng Yan's light but unyielding hand in the night, Old Li reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, turning her to the right.

He handed Cheng Yan a glass of water, but after taking it, Cheng Yan freed one hand and grabbed Old Li's sleeve. While letting Cheng Yan drink the water, Old Li followed her lead and sat down beside her.

Even though he wanted to get up and tell Cheng Yan she could go wash up, Cheng Yan's hand, though light, wouldn't let go. Left with no other choice, Old Li removed the coat still draped over Cheng Yan's shoulders and half-carried, half-embraced her as they walked towards his room with the eight-step bed.

With a mixture of novelty and delight, after curiously examining the entire eight-step bed, Cheng Yan's face, no longer as serene, casually lowered the curtains covering the bed's outer porch.

The floor-length curtains created a closed space within the eight-step bed, seemingly isolating the outside world completely in an instant.

In this space, under the orange bedside lamp, in this atmosphere, a faint blush rose on Cheng Yan's face, which had been cold inside.

This was a woman who, amidst joy, suddenly became shy. Regardless of the coldness she had endured, she had finally returned to being a true woman.

With tenderness and affection, yet without a trace of desire, Old Li pulled Cheng Yan completely into his arms. Inhaling the fragrance of her hair, holding her soft, boneless body, time seemed to stand still.

"Rest well at home."

These were the words Old Li said to Cheng Yan after kissing her forehead as he left. The clock on the bedside table showed 7:30 the next morning.

Slowly opening her eyes, she lazily peeked at the time from under the covers. A blush crept onto Cheng Yan's cheeks, and everything from the previous night flashed before her eyes…

Sigh, the censorship was hurting Old Mu's hand, so he had to stand on the edge of the minefield while typing.

Although the annual middle school entrance exam wasn't as crucial as the college entrance exam, it laid the foundation for the exam three years later. Therefore, while the college entrance exam was immediate, the middle school entrance exam focused on the future. Thus, the competition for future talent was fierce among all the middle schools.

There were seven teachers and proctors at No. 33 Middle School for this middle school entrance exam. Coincidentally, three of them were from No. 14 Middle School. And when Cheng Yan got out of Old Li's car in front of the teaching building, she happened to run into three of her former colleagues from No. 14 Middle School.

Cheng Yan was a high school teacher at No. 14 Middle School. The three former colleagues who came were middle school teachers. Although they weren't in the same teaching group, they saw each other every day and were quite familiar with each other.

Meeting old colleagues is always a little unexpected and pleasantly surprising, but since Cheng Yan's three colleagues were there to proctor exams, they only briefly greeted her before joining the other proctors in the teaching building, as required by exam regulations.

Having taught at No. 14 Middle School for four years, Cheng Yan was undoubtedly a qualified teacher in terms of academic performance alone. While she had fewer interactions with colleagues, she was generally well-liked. Yet, she was ultimately asked to leave No. 14 Middle School in a seemingly gentle but ultimately unchangeable way.

Being asked to leave like this was very hurtful to the already sensitive Cheng Yan, to the point that after leaving No. 14 Middle School, she would always avoid former colleagues. Today was a little different. She saw her former colleagues, and Cheng Yan took the initiative to greet them. As she watched the three colleagues walk into the teaching building, she suddenly realized she was carrying a subtle, almost uncontrollable, air of boasting.

What was the purpose of this inexplicable boasting? Cheng Yan, who was usually never flamboyant, couldn't quite understand it. But despite her confusion, after this subtle boasting, her mood seemed to improve. She glanced back at Old Li parking his car, then walked briskly up the steps of the teaching building.

When people are in pain, most will suffer alone in a quiet corner. When happiness quietly approaches, many want to share it with others. However, when sharing this happiness, someone like Cheng Yan, with her personality, might perceive it as a form of boasting.

On the east side of the gymnasium, a group of young women were sweating profusely, while on the west side, a lively scene of singing and dancing unfolded. The girls' sweat was preparation for the provincial middle school basketball tournament almost a month later, while the singing and dancing were in preparation for the city education system's "July 1st" arts performance in a few days.

As usual, upon entering the gymnasium, Old Li first joined a group of girls for a good workout before moving to another court to participate in the singing and dancing. However, today Old Li didn't immediately join the girls; instead, he stood at the sidelines and carefully observed the proceedings.

After the training match against Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Team, the female coach of Tiancheng's reserve team approached Tian Rong to finalize something: two players selected for Tiancheng's reserve team would be attending No. 33 Middle School for a year next semester. To allow these two players to familiarize themselves with the learning environment as soon as possible and not disrupt their daily training, the two players, originally scheduled to attend No. 33 Middle School next semester, arrived early to familiarize themselves with the environment.

Since the transfer procedures for these two players had been completed, they were officially students of No. 33 Middle School. As such, it was perfectly reasonable for them to participate in the school team's training and matches. Old Li was observing from the sidelines, watching how well these two new players, whose physical abilities were outstanding among their peers, meshed with the other members of the school team. In

terms of individual skills and tactical awareness in small areas, these two new players were undoubtedly the best on the team. However, these weren't Old Li's main focus. Therefore, after watching the team practice for a few minutes, Old Li, the assistant coach who had been effectively inactive for some time, waved to stop the practice.

It was the same three-on-three half-court scrimmage as yesterday. Old Li's team consisted of Ya Rou and Hei Ya Tou, while the other team consisted of the two new players and the seemingly compatible, energetic Yu Lian.

In the ten-minute scrimmage, whether his team was controlling the ball on offense or retreating to the basket, Old Li's activity area was almost entirely confined to the three-second zone. Centered around him, Ya Rou and Hei Ya Tou constantly weaved and moved back and forth.

Old Li, at 1.7 meters tall, was about the same height as Hei Ya Tou, currently the shortest player on the court. In their opposing team, Yu Lian was nearly 1.8 meters tall, and the other two were 1.8283 meters. However, basketball is sometimes like that; height isn't the only deciding factor.

Defensively, Old Li used his absolute strength to stop the two new players, whose physical attributes far surpassed their peers, from taking turns attacking under the basket, repeatedly thwarting their offense. Offensively, Old Li not only kept the opponent's strongest defender firmly behind him, but his very reasonable passing repeatedly tore apart their defense. After

two rounds, apart from Hei Ya Tou's desperate runs and several forced shots that resulted in three baskets, and the opponent's one-for-four shot under the basket against Ya Rou, all other attacks were unsuccessful.

On Lao Li's side, the top scorer was Hei Yatou, making 11 of 14 shots (including four three-pointers), followed by Ya Rou, who made 7 of 8 shots. Lao Li didn't attempt a single shot.

After the scrimmage, the strongest physical player among the new recruits was assigned to Ya Rou's position in the scrimmage, while Ya Rou stood in Lao Li's designated area. Hei Yatou was the shooting guard, Yu Lian handled the ball, and the other forward was the seemingly gentle Tian Tian. Subsequent tactical drills revolved around changing the lineup with this center on the court.

"Why did you decide to put her at power forward?"

The coach of the Tiancheng Women's Basketball reserve team, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, watched the practice on the court and casually asked Lao Li, who was standing next to her.

This was because the player currently at power forward was originally intended to replace Ya Rou or serve as Ya Rou's backup center, but with Lao Li, the assistant coach who was practically useless, making this arrangement, it was no wonder the coach was asking.

"Hehe...she's very fast on the court."

Old Li chuckled thoughtfully, offering his answer.

Fast? It seems like the guard position in basketball needs more of that, right? If that's the case, why don't you let her play guard? Just as this question was swirling in Tiancheng's female coach's mind, Old Li chuckled again, said he had something to do, and left apologetically.

Frustrated that she hadn't been able to say anything, the Tiancheng female coach suddenly saw Xie Xin and Mi Fengying, and strode towards them.

On the west side of the court, after two rehearsals, they were taking a break and reviewing. Since the male and female leads had performed very well in rehearsals, the instructors, Old Xu and Dong Qin, were giving pointers to the other performers. Seeing that he had nothing else to do for the time being, Old Li turned to Cheng Yan standing beside him and gestured to her.

A little flustered and a little shy, Cheng Yan hurriedly lowered her head to avoid Old Li's gaze, her heart pounding as she turned away.

After a soft "I'll wait for you," Old Li walked past Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan, whose body trembled at the sound of "I'll wait for you," had just raised her eyes to suppress her panic when she saw Dong Na glancing over from the other side with an indescribable look.

Dong Na's gaze made Cheng Yan's heart flutter, so after a moment's thought, Cheng Yan walked towards Dong Na.

[Volume 1: First Encounter with Maple Leaves] Chapter 10: None of It Was Intentional (6)

Seeing Cheng Yan walking towards her, Dong Na's eyelids quickly drooped. This was understandable; although several days had passed since that incident, the awkwardness and unease it left in everyone's hearts were like a hurdle that couldn't be overcome in a short time.

"Xiao Na, let's go for a walk."

Tian Rong had said this to her over the past few days, and Tie Yi had also said it. Now that Cheng Yan had come to her and said the same thing, Dong Na nodded in agreement without much hesitation.

This is the only place on campus without maple trees, but that doesn't stop other plants like ivy and shrubs like lilacs from making it lush and green.

Two women sat on a stone bench under the shade of a tree by the small pond, which had been refilled with water this spring. Neither had prepared what to say, so even though it took a few minutes to walk here from the gymnasium, the two women remained silent, just as they had on the way.

"I'm staying at Old Li's house now. Quickly..." Cheng Yan had intended to bring up the topic tactfully, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized that what she said was completely different from what she intended.

"I know."

Although Tian Rong and Tie Yi had both told her about Dong Qin and Cheng Yan staying at Old Li's house while they were walking together, hearing the same thing from Cheng Yan made Dong Na feel a little uncomfortable, so she gave Cheng Yan a curt reply.

"I want to get to know each other like this for a while. If things change later, or if I feel I can't adapt, I'll move out of Lao Li's house."

Her opening statement was a bit direct and abrupt, but it was precisely because of this directness that Cheng Yan suddenly felt relieved and stated her current thoughts directly.

Other changes? Inability to adapt? Even though Cheng Yan felt she was being very direct, her way of expressing herself made even outsiders, including Dong Na, who was a witness to that day's events, think a lot about her words. Other

changes? Was Cheng Yan talking about herself? Did Cheng Yan now have some kind of tacit understanding or agreement with Lao Li, and was one aspect of this agreement or tacit understanding depending on her attitude towards this matter? In other words, if she also demanded an explanation from Lao Li, would the agreement or tacit understanding between Lao Li and Cheng Yan need to be reconsidered?

What did "inability to adapt" mean? Did it mean that Cheng Yan and Lao Li needed to get to know each other better, and if they found they couldn't adapt well, they would separate? Or did Cheng Yan need to adapt... to the fact that there were other people around Lao Li? This…this is very possible! Yes, it wasn't just me and Cheng Yan involved in that incident, but also Tian Rong, Tie Yi, Dong Qin…etc. Tian Rong and Tie Yi had said they were staying at Lao Li's house before this happened, and now not only Cheng Yan, but Dong Qin, one of the participants in that incident, is also staying at Lao Li's house (of course, those who know about these two staying at Lao Li's house are currently limited to people within the industry). Does this mean Cheng Yan has to adapt to their presence?

While Dong Na secretly felt relieved that she and Lao Li hadn't taken the final step in that incident, she also felt a vague unease. But regardless, not taking the final step gave Dong Na a lot of room to maneuver. When Tian Rong and Tie Yi spoke to Dong Na, they had learned about this situation later and very tactfully discussed it with her: This incident has put a lot of pressure on Lao Li and us, and you have been the least affected. Do you think we could give others more room to handle things?

Withdraw! This was Dong Na's reply to Tian Rong and Tie Yi after careful consideration. Although this reply brought a touch of sadness to Dong Na, who had already developed a lot of affection for Lao Li, it showed that even a young woman just entering the world could remain detached in such a chaotic and thorny situation, and she still made this decision.

From Cheng Yan's few words, Dong Na gleaned so much, and each new insight she gained directly influenced her attitude towards the matter, especially given her sensitive and emotional nature.

Yes, putting Tie Yi aside, Cheng Yan was said to be unmarried, and Dong Qin (despite the many rumors surrounding her) and Tian Rong, even though they were both over thirty, were also unmarried. So, with Cheng Yan and the others living in Lao Li's house, who would need to adapt? Would it be adapting to living with Lao Li? Or would it be adapting among the women themselves? Would one of them choose Lao Li during the adaptation process, or would they be somewhat subservient, waiting for Lao Li to make a choice?

If one of them adapts and chooses Lao Li, or if Lao Li ultimately makes a choice, what about the other women? And what if… Lao Li ultimately fails to make a choice, and none of the women compromise? What would that mean…?

Dong Na pondered, and Cheng Yan, having stated her position, naturally awaited Dong Na's answer. Yes, she had decided to try and continue her relationship with Lao Li, but to some extent, she needed to understand the attitudes of the other women whose stances were unclear during that incident. This was not only related to her own determination to adapt to Lao Li's relationship, but also to whether other problems would arise during this adaptation process. Although she and Lao Li had begun a new relationship, it was only the beginning.

"Then… you decide for yourself."

Not knowing which of her imagined scenarios would lead to the end, Dong Na, after calming her somewhat chaotic thoughts, looked at Cheng Yan and said something with two meanings: "

I don't object to your decision, but that doesn't mean that's my attitude towards things."

From a young age, Cheng Yan was far more sensitive than most, so she immediately grasped the full meaning behind Dong Na's words. Her smile revealed her awareness of the many twists and turns of the situation, a foreshadowing of future changes starting with Dong Na's words. However, this smile also indicated that Cheng Yan had suddenly stopped thinking about the uncertainties and unpredictable outcome, because at least she had the courage to face her own choice instead of running away as she had done before.

"I'm going to Lao Li's place, are you coming?"

This invitational tone was perhaps a first for Cheng Yan, but her words and expression conveyed respectful inquiry, lacking the smugness of someone taking advantage of their proximity.

Cheng Yan understood the room for maneuver in her approach; she wasn't against changing her stance later. Instead, she displayed magnanimity, leaving herself the opportunity to participate again in the future. This surprised Dong Na, but it also stirred a spark of pride within the young woman: This magnanimity was tempered with confidence!

Faced with such confidence, Dong Na thought, since he didn't care about showing off his confidence with several women (including herself), why should she hide and avoid meeting Lao Li?

"Sure, how about we invite Lao Li to lunch together?"

*I accepted your invitation, but since I'm going, I should at least have some say in things,* Dong Na replied subconsciously.

Young people's emotions are easily influenced by external factors, so at times, external interference becomes the main factor in their emotional fluctuations. Take Dong Na, for example. After what happened that night, she calmed down and thought things through, deciding to stay away from the vortex it had stirred up. She had even prepared to apply for jobs at other schools after the semester ended. However, after seeing Cheng Yan's magnanimous behavior, an inexplicable emotional fluctuation caused this restless young woman to make a different choice.

Having lunch with Cheng Yan and Lao Li with her might have been inconsequential before or after the incident. But now, things were different because everyone involved was still in a sensitive period, and Dong Na's initiative to contact Lao Li at this time would trigger many people's nerves.

For example, Cheng Yan, who was walking with her; Dong Qin, who had been secretly observing their movements; and Tian Rong and Tie Yi, who were standing by the office building window and could see them.

In front of the gymnasium, Cheng Yan and Dong Na, walking side by side, bumped into Lao Li, who was just coming out. Before seeing Lao Li, Dong Na always felt comfortable facing him, but as soon as he descended the steps, her legs seemed to grow heavy, and she fell far behind Cheng Yan in less than two steps. Facing the smiling Lao Li as he walked down the steps, Cheng Yan didn't notice Dong Na's heavier steps. Although she and Lao Li had spent half the night in bed together, a woman's unique shyness still made Cheng Yan's face flush slightly. However, this blush, rising from the bottom of her heart, was a blush mixed with more satisfaction and happiness than shyness. Therefore, Cheng Yan slightly avoided Lao Li's smiling, greeting gaze and walked without pausing to meet him. They would go have lunch

together. It was Cheng Yan who extended the invitation to Lao Li, and Lao Li, being a grown man, had already established a closer relationship with Cheng Yan, especially since it was a young woman (even though Cheng Yan was thirty, Lao Li probably still saw her as a child) who had taken the initiative. So, without a second thought, Lao Li accepted Cheng Yan's invitation.

"Where should we have lunch?" was Lao Li's polite inquiry after accepting the invitation. "Yes, if we go somewhere a little further off campus, driving would be more convenient. Even if we go to the school cafeteria, should we eat there or get our food and eat in the office?"

Lunchtime was a bit rushed, so… after a slight hesitation, Cheng Yan decided to ask Dong Na's opinion, since the suggestion to have lunch with Lao Li was Dong Na's idea.

With her eyes lowered and her feet pacing almost imperceptibly from side to side, Cheng Yan realized that Dong Na was already a good step behind her when she tried to speak to her. Dong Na was already in this state…

It wasn't awkwardness, nor fear, but rather a touch of embarrassment. Perhaps it was the thought of actually meeting her and not knowing how to react. These mixed feelings are something we ordinary people have all experienced in our youth. Cheng Yan was also ordinary, but she was the sensitive kind who understood others better. So, she smiled inwardly, turned to Dong Na, and naturally took her arm, asking, "Where should we eat lunch?"

"Let's... let's go to the school cafeteria."

Unless it was a formal school occasion, Old Li was hardly associated with the head of the school. Perhaps it was because she was used to Old Li like this that Dong Na subconsciously chose the school cafeteria when Cheng Yan asked.

"Then let's bring the food back and eat in the office."

Dong Na seemed a little distracted, and when a woman is in this state, she definitely has something to say. Given this understanding, Cheng Yan, who decided to continue her relationship with Lao Li, also wanted Dong Na to clarify her thoughts with him. Only when everyone understood each other's feelings could the matter be resolved properly. Moreover, it's best to strike while the iron is hot; the crowded school cafeteria was clearly not a suitable place for a heart-to-heart talk. Therefore, Cheng Yan took advantage of Dong Na's decision to slightly change the dining location.

Perhaps Cheng Yan wanted some alone time with Lao Li? Upon hearing Cheng Yan's change of dining location, Dong Na inexplicably had this thought in her mind. Although she knew that since Cheng Yan was already staying at Lao Li's house, and given Cheng Yan's character, she would never steal such a small amount of time to spend with Lao Li, that's how people are—sometimes they become sensitive when they shouldn't, and the preconceived notions are hard to shake off. Sure enough, under the influence of this fleeting thought, Dong Na subconsciously felt like she was a third wheel. She hesitated for a moment, and Cheng Yan, holding her hand, continued, "Xiao Na, you and Lao Li go to the office and wait. I'll go to the cafeteria to get you food." Another

slight hesitation, which Cheng Yan took as Dong Na's tacit approval, was enough for her to say goodbye to Lao Li, and she turned and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Let's go, let's wait for Cheng Yan in your office,"

Lao Li's gentle voice came. Without looking at Lao Li, Dong Na already stepped onto the stairs to her office.

The office belonged to Old Li. Dong Na, still with her eyes downcast, stood motionless as she entered.

She quickened her pace, took out her key, and opened the door, gesturing for him to come in. But as soon as Dong Na took a step, she froze, because Old Li's large hand naturally and gently supported her shoulder from behind.

Whether she had walked in on her own or been gently led in by Old Li's hand, no one could say for sure. However, after entering Old Li's office, Dong Na remained motionless, her head half-lowered and biting her lip. Old Li, who had casually closed the door, gently placed his hands on Dong Na's shoulders.

"Are you leaving?"

Old Li asked with concern, looking softly at the girl before him.

Neither nodding nor shaking her head, the girl's bitten lip twitched slightly.

"Can you not leave?"

It was a question, but Dong Na sensed an unquestionable tone in his voice.

Slowly raising her head to look Old Li in the eye, Dong Na felt a slight panic, but stubbornly refused to look away.

Old Li's face was now very close to Dong Na's. He was accepting Dong Na's stubborn gaze with gentle eyes, conveying the undeniable authority in his soft gaze even more clearly.

The gentleness of a mature man is most likely to enter a girl's heart; the undeniable authority of a mature man, like the concern given by a father or older brother, even if somewhat authoritarian, makes it difficult to feel rebellious.

Gentleness seeped in like water from his eyes, a slightly authoritarian concern, like a hand peeling away and breaking down layers of barriers. It not only allowed the water to seep in more quickly but also dissolved it into every corner of her heart and soul through constant caressing.

Was it that the stubbornness in her eyes was completely shattered, or that the water-like tenderness made her forget her stubbornness? When confusion mixed with uncertainty in Dong Na's eyes as she looked at Old Li, he softly called out "Xiao Na," and his warm, masculine breath gently brushed against Dong Na's cheek.

Her body trembled slightly in her panicked struggle, and her rapid breathing made her try to stop him. But Old Li's grip was strong, so Dong Na only struggled slightly in place. Her urgent attempts to stop him turned into the sound of her rising and falling breaths as Old Li's lips drew closer.

In the 21st century, it was practically impossible for a 25-year-old girl not to kiss a man. So, when Old Li's lips finally touched Dong Na's, after a brief period of adjustment, the relaxed Dong Na completely surrendered to the kiss.

Being able to imitate simply is also a kind of skill; the difference is that it only captures the surface, lacking the essence. Dong Na's kissing skills were undoubtedly among the better imitations, but as Lao Li quickly deepened her kissing techniques, the awkwardness in Dong Na's imitations gradually became apparent.

Dong Na was already a teacher, but given her age standing before Lao Li, she was still a student. So, Lao Li patiently taught her again and again, and Dong Na diligently followed along, asking questions as she carefully learned.

The entanglement of lips and teeth, the exchange of glances, and the gradually intensifying emotions filled the air. Lao Li's large hands rhythmically caressed Dong Na's body, and Dong Na, driven by her nature, grabbed and scratched at Lao Li's body.

The girl trembled slightly but did not resist, allowing Lao Li's large hands to caress and knead her pert breasts. Inappropriately, the sound of footsteps echoed in the office corridor.

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