[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves Red (Complete) - 37

【Volume 2: Passionate Maple Leaves】 Chapter 2: Unintentional? Destined? (10)

The girls in the team were all reluctantly sent back to school by Lao Li, leaving only Xiao Zhu's fourth aunt Juanzi and another senior nurse in the special care ward.

Originally, the hospital did not have a strict rule that patients' family members could not stay at night, but Lao Li did not want them to have to worry about who stayed and who went back. Another reason was that family members could not rest well while staying at the hospital. Lao Li, who was very concerned about his women, simply let them all go back at night.

"Hehe, you Juanzi, you are sneaking a bite to eat here while others are not around!"

A laugh like that of a girl who had been caught stealing a bite came from Hu Yongli, the nurse who was nicknamed "the fox" by her familiar sisters. She not only entered Lao Li's ward with a flower basket, but also teased Juanzi, who was busy by Lao Li's bedside.

"Tch—it's you, you sly fox, who's trying to sneak in at night to steal food, isn't it! Otherwise, why would you be running around here so late at night instead of sleeping!"

Juanzi rarely lost a verbal battle with her sisters. She continued her work while retorting to her sisters' teasing without even looking up.

"Hehe... I came to the village so late at night to see if we needed to notify everyone to mourn for some heartless person! I just didn't expect that not only would this heartless person be alright, but there would also be people so eager to crawl into their beds!" Hu Yongli

casually placed the flower basket she was carrying on the cabinet next to Old Li's bedside, glancing at Old Li, who was still half-lying down, with a fierce look in his eyes. Seeing Juanzi putting her hands under Old Li's blanket, Hu Yongli's sharp little mouth couldn't stay silent.

"Ha! You little vixen! You're the one who wants to crawl into a man's bed, that's why you're talking about others!"

Juanzi, who had long since developed a steely resolve in front of her sisters, didn't take such teasing seriously. However, her mouth didn't stop. As she spoke, she raised her head, her long, slender, yet charming phoenix eyes glaring at Yongli who was approaching, and continued, "Stop your nonsense! Come help me!"

Urination is one of the five essential experiences of life: eating, drinking, defecating, sleeping, and relieving oneself. Old Li had eight stitches in his left leg, a long, nearly foot-long knife wound on his lower abdomen, and his arms were also unable to move much due to a fractured scapula. Therefore, since Old Li was unable to do this himself, he had to rely on his caregiver to assist him with urination.

After eating liquid food and receiving IV fluids and water all day, Old Li had been feeling the urge to urinate for a while. As a nurse with extensive experience, Juanzi had observed Old Li's physiological needs from certain reactions. Sure enough, as soon as she asked, although a little awkwardly, Old Li directly stated his physical desires. The reason

he could so readily express his desires in front of a woman wasn't because Juanzi had adopted his daughter as a goddaughter, allowing him to act so openly in front of a married woman. It was because, back in the countryside, Old Li was a quack doctor, a mix of orthopedics and other remedies, and had seen and experienced many things. He also knew that when he was immobile, he was the patient, and Juanzi was the nurse. Adhering to the principle of treating patients according to their condition, he honestly stated his physical desires.

When Yongli entered, Juanzi was making preliminary preparations to help resolve Old Li's desires. Now that everything was ready, she wasn't going to let her sister stand idly by.

Looking at the equipment beside Juanzi, Yongli knew without thinking what Juanzi wanted her help with. As a nurse herself, she was familiar with this kind of care and wasn't surprised. However, she couldn't help but criticize Old Li, who always had a way of scolding her. Even as she reached out to help, she didn't forget to add her own complaints: "Ha! You know, the more heartless a person is, the more they betray their conscience for someone, the more that person owes them! You know, he's had so many women around him these past few days, big and small, but when it's time to use them, not a single one of them is there! If you ask me, this kind of person whose conscience has been eaten by dogs should just let himself die of thirst!"

"Hey, Sister Li, what business is it of yours what big and small women are hanging around Old Li? If you're really that jealous, why don't you just go and be one of his women and start revolving around him!"

Sister Wei, who had just finished her shift and was stopping by Old Li before going home, pushed open the door and started teasing Yongli, echoing her words.

"Oh! Isn't this Old Li's second aunt? I'm here to speak up for that heartless woman who's been abandoned and ignored, but I didn't expect her to be so ungrateful! So..."

Yongli, who had been busy with both her mouth and hands, suddenly paused. Her hands, which had been working smoothly, were now finding it a bit difficult.

Yes, normally when doing this kind of care, once halfway down the covers, wouldn't it be a simple matter of using three gloved fingers to gently pull it out? But today, even after two attempts, that thing that usually couldn't be seen in the light still hadn't come out!

Forgetting about arguing with Sister Wei, Yongli quickly lifted more than half of the blanket covering Old Li, and using all five fingers, probed deeper into Old Li's body, continuing to pull.

"Hey Yongli! Do you go weak in the knees and your hands go limp whenever you see Old Li's thing? Otherwise, how come you, an old nurse, can't even do this little thing right!"

Stepping forward to help Yongli straighten the blanket she had lifted, Sister Wei didn't want to miss any opportunity to tease her.

"Damn it!"

Yongli, already a little angry from being teased like that, didn't hold back her tongue in front of her sisters. With a curse, she pulled down Old Li's blanket, saying, "I'll see you, you bastard, still hiding in there!"

"Hiss—"

The force of Yongli's yank rubbed against the wound on Old Li's leg. Old Li, his lips twitching, cursed inwardly and his body trembled involuntarily.

Knowing that Old Li had been affected by Yongli's violence, Juanzi, who was supporting him, hadn't even had a chance to comfort him when a slightly plump, goofy-looking creature appeared, giving the three experienced nurses quite a surprise. Perhaps the

slightly goofy purple thing was naturally shorter than normal, or perhaps it had been enjoying a comfortable period lately, making it restless. Its round, egg-shaped head, with most of its body protruding, hung limply there. The

urinal opening was aligned; the rest was like catching a turtle—holding it by the scruff of its neck and pushing it in. Was the urinal opening too small? Or was it that nothing, no matter what it was, wouldn't cooperate when held by the scruff of its neck? Or was it that the nurses simply lacked the strength to perform the usually swift nursing procedures?

He gripped it... but it didn't go in.

He gripped it again... but it still didn't go in...

The faint scent of perfume emanating from Sister Wei, who was supporting Old Li's upper body, and the close proximity of the voluptuous body of a forty-year-old woman, combined with the grasping and releasing, the back and forth, very much like caressing (actually, it only happened a few times), made Old Li's most unruly thing quietly reach the level of a famous American computer software company, a kind of hard yet not hard Microsoft level.

Last night, Yongli decisively grabbed Old Li's engorged penis with her five fingers and forcefully shoved it into the urinal. This morning, while Old Li was still somewhat limp—a time when a man's body is slightly weaker—his arousal was stronger than usual upon waking.

Sure enough, Old Li had a strong urge to urinate as soon as he opened his eyes this morning; this was an uncontrollable physiological arousal, leaving him no time to prepare.

Last night, Yongli and Sister Wei had both gone home. Juanzi and another nurse were on duty in Old Li's intensive care unit. Juanzi was currently in Old Li's room, while the other nurse was making rounds in other wards. Alone

, facing his most engorged member under the intense arousal, Old Li felt extremely embarrassed. Juanzi, blushing, did what Yongli had done the night before.

However, since Juanzi started doing the same work, there are now many more ways to choose from. For example, she can simply wait without doing anything, allowing the physiological hyperactivity to subside naturally after a certain period of cooling. Another method Juanzi is currently using, which might take a slightly longer time and is the first time in all her years as a nurse that she has used this method on a patient, is to moderately warm the hyperactivity before using cooling to resolve the issue.

Warming is a very gentle form of stimulation. When Juanzi, her face flushed, first tried to do it with one hand, the thick, long fingers, which were difficult to close, made the operation very difficult for her. Moreover, the intense heat and pulsating force in the hand made her unconsciously switch to using both hands.

A woman's flushed profile, with the slight languor unique to those who have just woken up in the morning, combined with her gentle expression as she worked, stirred something indescribable within Lao Li's heart.

His hand gently stroked Juanzi's hair that fell beside her ear. After a slight pause, sensing her touch, he continued his gentle caresses. Old Li's hand slipped through the soft strands of hair, tracing the hair from Juanzi's ear to her rounded cheek.

At first, his hands only explored a small area, but as her breathing grew heavier, and as Old Li's caresses tightened, a sudden, inexplicable flutter of emotion welled up within her, even without losing the gentleness of his touch. As his caresses expanded, her slightly parted lips gradually... The second used

tissue wiped away a trace of urine. Just as she removed the urinal and placed it aside, a pair of men's hands tightly embraced her. His

gaze, gentle yet filled with apology and unwavering determination, made Juanzi look away for a moment before she returned his gaze with equal tenderness and without a trace of regret.

The kiss began gently and tenderly, ending reluctantly after the last breath was exhaled from their lungs. No words were spoken, no further expressions were exchanged, but from that moment on, both understood and fully contained their innermost thoughts.

Breakfast had only been eaten a short while when teachers from the school, representatives from the Municipal Education Bureau and the North District Education Bureau, along with other key city leaders who had come to visit, entered Old Li's ward in waves. Old Li, who had just

finished a brief news interview on the city television station, had drunk some water, and caught his breath, hadn't even had a chance to say he wanted to rest when his brother-in-law and two soldiers entered the ward.

Forcing himself to be cheerful, Old Li began exchanging pleasantries with the guests. However, after only a few minutes, Fei'er's mother, who had said she was accompanying Fei'er but had spent the entire morning in Old Li's ward, began to show her impatience and turn away.

The guests noticed Old Li's exhaustion, and with a woman whose face seemed to be dripping with gloom staring at them, even those who were usually very close to Old Li tactfully got up and left.

Xiao Zhu's third aunt arrived, and together with the silent Fei'er's mother, they helped Old Li, whose right side was uninjured, to lie down on his right side.

They prepared a blood-nourishing soup and dishes to promote bone healing. All day, Fei'er's mother, who only spoke to strangers, sat silently beside Old Li, feeding him spoonful by spoonful until he was clean, then wiping his mouth with a napkin before packing up to leave without a word. "

My mother-in-law!" Old Li, who had been on edge all day, couldn't help but sigh deeply as he watched Fei'er's mother talking to Juanzi at the door.

Yes, most people treat patients according to their individual needs, but when it came to Old Li, the patient, dealing with Fei'er's mother, everything was reversed in his mind. The constant need to be careful and attentive was something only those who experienced it truly understood!

Old Li's constitution was truly excellent. After almost a week of treatment and recuperation, apart from the fracture in his scapula that hadn't fully healed, his other injuries had greatly improved.

Thinking that tomorrow would be the day his stitches were removed, and that Fei'er's mother hadn't come since leaving this afternoon, Old Li felt incredibly refreshed. He had just stretched lazily by the window when the ward door opened.

Fei'er, smiling broadly and with her already protruding belly, walked in. Overjoyed,

Old Li quickly went to greet her. His embrace, while still smiling at Fei'er, felt a little tense. He hesitated for a moment, about to say something, before quickly withdrawing his arms from Fei'er's embrace.

At the ward door, Fei'er's mother stood carrying things. Just then, Lao Li's daughter, Xiao Zhu, squeezed past Fei'er's mother, laughing and dodging her.

The daughter rushed into her mother's arms and then immediately hid behind her. Following her were five or six other laughing and playing girls. Fortunately, Xiao Zhu's aunt was quite authoritative; her voice, "This is a hospital! You little girls, stop fooling around!" made the girls stick out their tongues in embarrassment and quiet down considerably.

"Uncle Li..."

was Shen Le, Xiao Zhu's aunt's daughter and Xiao Zhu's god-sister.

"Uncle Li..."

was Chang Huixin, Xiao Zhu's fourth aunt's daughter and the only god-sister younger than Xiao Zhu among her four mothers' daughters.

Xiao Ru, Qu Rou, and Xiao Zhu's two classmates—all the girls greeted Lao Li. Finally, the proprietress of Biyuan Garden, who entered last, also nodded to Lao Li.

It was Xiaozhu's classmate's birthday. Xiaozhu and her classmate had a lively celebration at their classmate's house at noon, but wanted to sing and dance in the evening, so they moved the festivities back home.

The proprietress of Biyuan KTV was quite familiar with Red Shoes KTV, and Tian Rong and Fei'er had made arrangements for her. The girls had arranged to meet the proprietress of Biyuan KTV to join in the fun

later. In other words, the group that came to Old Li's ward was just the vanguard of the evening's celebrations; the main group was still on its way.

A hospital isn't just any place; the vanguard coming to inform Old Li was enough to acknowledge the arrival. Led by the proprietress of Biyuan KTV, the group of girls excitedly said goodbye and left.

Fei'er and her mother left after sitting for a few minutes, and Juanzi, who was working as a nurse in the special care ward that night, also came to take over from Xiaozhu's aunt.

[Volume 2: Passionate Maple Leaves] Chapter 3: I saw it all (1)

During this period, the number of patients admitted to the special care ward in the hospital has been small. Tonight, there are only three patients still staying in the special care ward.

His mobility is largely restored, and he can handle basic physiological needs (including the five bodily functions) on his own. However, there are a few things he wants to do himself, but someone prevents him from doing them.

For example, changing clothes—as long as it's not too strenuous, he can do it himself—but during the day, Xiaozhu's aunts are often there, and they basically take care of it for him.

Eating and drinking water—things that require minimal effort—are done without a word after Fei'er's mother fed him for the first time; she simply brings the food to him at the appointed time. He

only urinates five or six times a day. During the day, Fei'er's mother is there most of the time, and since he can handle this himself, he does it mostly during the day. Only at night and every morning, whether it's Xiaozhu's third or fourth aunt who's there, they make sure he doesn't get out of bed and take care of it for him.

Generally speaking, a life of being waited on hand and foot is something only those who dream of a life of luxury can enjoy. But when such treatment fell upon Old Li, he knew that such good fortune wasn't something everyone could experience.

Throughout the day, Old Li felt an indebtedness to Fei'er's mother, a debt he could never repay. So, no matter how long Fei'er's mother's face was given him, or how much other women lingered around him, Fei'er's mother's piercing gaze made Old Li feel uneasy, as if pricked by thorns.

At night, after that passionate morning, Juanzi hadn't allowed Old Li to experience that special tenderness again. Her reason? Having suffered such a serious injury, she felt it was best to avoid such things.

The woman was adamant about not wanting it, but Old Li's body, already excessively filled with Fei'er's mother's daily supplements, constantly reminded him, "I want it, I want it, I want it!"

"Yes, I want it, but no one will give it to me. These past few days, Old Li has been experiencing extreme loneliness and sleepless nights."

When Juanzi returned to the nursing office, it was almost ten o'clock at night. After lying in bed for a while, Old Li began to sort out the events of the past few days.

Shortly after Old Li woke up from his coma, when the two girls, Lulu and Hanyue, came to visit him in the ward, Old Li instructed Tian Rong to tell them to stay home and not go out alone. This was because, in Old Li's view, the incident of someone surrounding Ya Rou and the others wasn't accidental. It stemmed from some people who still harbored ill intentions, eyeing the girls from the former vocational school model team. Among them, Lulu and Hanyue were the most worrisome.

What Ya Rou and the others encountered this time was a continuation of the previous incident at the vocational school! Although Old Li himself didn't want to believe it, piecing together the events before and after, the image of that mysterious black car flashed through his mind, and Old Li reminded himself: All that has happened won't just end there!

Since arriving at No. 33 Middle School and taking over the vocational school, which was practically defunct, the naturally unassuming Old Li had only wanted to fulfill his duty. He never imagined that he or his school would be dragged into any vortex of trouble.

However, as one event after another occurred, Old Li realized that whether it was himself or No. 33 Middle School, perhaps with the help of some ulterior motives, or perhaps unintentionally, they had all been drawn into an unseen vortex.

Unassuming people aren't necessarily afraid of trouble. Since he had unintentionally been caught in this vortex, Old Li wasn't afraid of how deep it was. However, what Old Li feared most was No. 33 Middle School, and the teachers and students within it, if this vortex truly dragged them deeply into it as well.

However, this ongoing and inexplicably arising vortex still hasn't revealed its true form, meaning that Old Li, unable to find a way to deal with it, can only wait for it to reveal itself.

Whether it was intentional intervention or unintentional being drawn in, Old Li is destined to face this vortex. And the final outcome…

Xiao Zhu's four godmothers—he's known them for almost twenty years, hasn't

he? But these four women, who have always treated Xiao Zhu like their own daughter, leave Old Li with mixed feelings. While there's a certain camaraderie between Old Li and these four women, over nearly twenty years, their relationship seems to have remained at the level of affection that remains within the bounds of propriety.

Yes, even though Old Li is practically single, these four women have all started their own families, and this relatively distant relationship, with their children growing up, has buried many things that may have stirred their hearts in the past deep within each of them.

When Xiaozhu was born, her biological mother had insufficient breast milk due to mammary gland issues. Meanwhile, Xiaozhu's stepmother's child was only six months old and had an abundant milk supply, not even enough for one baby. So, a close friend of Xiaozhu's mother took Xiaozhu in and raised her like her own daughter.

Out of gratitude to this woman who fed him, Lao Li frequently visited her home and the hospital, and during this time, he met several other women in the same department as his wife. When

Xiaozhu was six months old, Xiaozhu's stepmother weaned her own one-year-old child, but continued to breastfeed her goddaughter until she was almost a year old. Just as Lao Li and his wife decided that they would wean Xiaozhu when she turned one, Sister Wei also had a daughter.

Sister Wei gave birth to a daughter, but after a fright, her milk supply dried up. Old Li, a doctor with only a few specialties, was helpless when his wife was born without breast milk. But for Sister Wei's situation, he immediately devised a remedy that not only quickly restored her milk supply but produced so much that one child couldn't finish it all.

Since it was Old Li's remedy that made his milk supply so abundant, Sister Wei took over and breastfed Old Li's daughter, who was just about to be weaned.

Before long, Xiao Zhu was breastfed until she was three years old, when she finally recognized Sister Wei as her godmother. Her biological mother, however, had passed away far away. Poor child! Seeing Xiao Zhu left behind by her mother, not only were Xiao Zhu's two godmothers heartbroken, holding her almost every day, but the other women in Xiao Zhu's mother's department also sighed with sorrow.

Thus, at this time, Xiao Zhu spent more time with her godmothers than with Old Li. That's how Xiaozhu got a third mother. This godmother not only had a child herself, but also, as a precaution, used the lactation-inducing formula Lao Li had gotten her. She even fed Xiaozhu the excess milk her own child couldn't drink.

Finally, Xiaozhu had a fourth mother, and she wasn't completely weaned until she was five years old.

At that time, Lao Li went to pick up his daughter to stay at his home. Xiaozhu, used to being breastfed, clung tightly to her godmother. The reason? Even if she only stayed at home for a morning, she wouldn't have any sweet milk to drink, and she didn't want her little belly to burst by the time she left!

At first, the godmother, who was feeding Xiaozhu, tried to avoid Lao Li, a grown man, and would hold Xiaozhu aside to breastfeed her. But as time went on and they spent more time together, they all started treating Xiaozhu like their daughter's godmothers. They stopped taking Lao Li, this grown man, seriously and even, in front of him, would put their nipples into Xiaozhu's mouth and casually ask, "Want to have a taste too?"

The milk spurting from his daughter's lips, the sight of her little hand grasping and kneading the nipple, and her other little hand, which, though not sucking, still wanting to possess it, all flowed through Lao Li's heart like a warm breeze…

Of Xiaozhu's four godmothers, the one called "Big Aunt" was because Xiaozhu was the first to drink her breast milk. The oldest among them was Sister Wei. She became Xiaozhu's second godmother because she already had a three-year-old daughter and wanted a son. After giving birth to another daughter, she conveniently became Xiaozhu's second godmother.

Xiaozhu's third godmother was from a minority group, specifically the Lisu, a group with a population of less than a thousand in Qingjiang Province. Like Xiaozhu's second godmother, she became Xiaozhu's third godmother after having a second child within the national family planning policy. However, her second child was a chubby son.

Juanzi, who became Xiaozhu's fourth godmother, was simply envious of the other sisters having goddaughters. Being closest to Xiaozhu's biological mother, she insisted on breastfeeding Xiaozhu, even though Xiaozhu was over three years old, and made her call her godmother. She kept Xiaozhu breastfeeding until she was five years old before reluctantly weaning her.

The Military District Primary School in Jiangzhong City had become a prestigious school among all the primary schools in the city due to its excellent academic performance over the years. At that time, Lao Li was the principal of the Military District Primary School, so all four of Xiaozhu's godmothers' children, once they reached school age, invariably chose to attend the Military District Primary School.

However, the Military District Primary School was quite far from the homes of Xiaozhu's four godmothers, so after Lao Li's repeated persuasion, their children chose to board at his home.

Year after year, he picked up and dropped off the children, and through this accumulated contact, an inexplicable tacit understanding developed between Lao Li and the four women.

It was a exchange of glances, a knowing smile; in the nearly ten years of ups and downs, who could easily forget these memories?

The daughter and her godmothers' children all went to junior high schools in the city one after another. These many memories of trials and tribulations, when suddenly they left Lao Li and the four women, left them with a sense of helpless loss, but also a feeling of relief.

Yes, a tacit understanding built up over time, yet due to insurmountable reasons, must be deeply hidden in the heart, unable to be revealed. It's a bittersweet anticipation, but also a torment born of helplessness. Perhaps this inevitable separation is the best ending, a release only after having no other choice. For

over a decade, their daughter had been pampered and cared for like this; now, lying in a hospital bed, they were taking meticulous care of him. But this time, something long forgotten, seemingly faded, surged forth, threatening to burst forth at the very edge of the floodgates. Even the slightest crack would unleash its torrent!

Avoidance was no longer an option; perhaps everyone was waiting for some opportunity, a chance to loosen the tightly locked gates…

Chaotic thoughts swirled in Old Li's mind. Late at night, the door to the hospital room was gently pushed open.

A figure, barely visible, stood by the bedside, silently watching him for a moment before reaching out to tidy the blankets.

With his eyes slightly closed, Old Li slowly but firmly grasped the hand that was tidying the corner of the blanket, gently calling, "Juanzi."

Juanzi's body trembled slightly, letting Old Li hold her hand, her eyes gleaming in the darkness as she looked at him.

"Sleep here,"

Old Li said, gently bringing Juanzi's hand to his chest.

Without speaking or moving, Juanzi seemed to have stopped breathing in the darkness.

Slowly propping herself up, Old Li gently pulled Juanzi half-into his arms, holding her hand as

he gently embraced her. Leaning against the man's chest, listening to his slightly rapid breathing, Juanzi gently kneaded his palm with her own, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Juanzi..."

Old Li's voice trembled as he called Juanzi, his lips moving as he touched the hairline of her neck.

"Mmm..."

Juanzi responded softly to Lao Li, turning her face slightly to gaze intently into his eyes in the darkness.

As she looked, like silently flowing water, the meeting of their gazes gradually stirred and awakened the tacit understanding that had been dormant for over a decade, igniting all their expectations in the darkness with a flickering spark. Their

burning lips intertwined in a tender embrace, their hands, aimless yet gradually becoming excited and powerful, touching each other's bodies.

Lao Li clung to Juanzi, and Juanzi clung to Lao Li, kissing and caressing each other. Now they lay together on Lao Li's hospital bed, kissing and caressing, their tongues entwined in a passionate embrace, savoring each other's saliva.

Lao Li's hospital gown was loose, so Juanzi's hands, after a few strokes, were spread wide open. The nurse's cap lay scattered on the pillow, and the well-fitting nurse's uniform top barely had room for a large hand. However, beneath this tight-fitting uniform top, there wasn't even a bra underneath. The soft, full breasts that had nourished her daughter were exposed, completely unprotected to Old Li's large hand. The

exposed parts of the uniform top, everything stained with Old Li's greedy saliva, were glistening as his teeth gently nibbled at every corner. As Juanzi's uncontrollable moans escaped her throat, Old Li's impatient hand finally lingered at the edge of Juanzi's nurse's skirt. Her plump legs trembled,

sometimes clenching, sometimes straightening, before his hand gently probed upwards along the crotch, almost to the root, and his fingertips made real, soft contact with fur!

There was... there was nothing underneath the nurse's skirt, not even the bare minimum!

Everything was prepared, and every possible convenience was provided for this preparation! This was Juanzi, the last woman to take her daughter from her home, making this unwavering preparation for him!

His heart trembled, deeply moved, and Old Li buried his face in Juanzi's nurse's skirt, which was pulled up high...

"Ah! Ah... Gently... Gently..."

"Harder! Ah... No..."

Like a flower swaying in the wind and rain all night, Juanzi, languid and exhausted, fell asleep in Old Li's arms. Old Li gently touched her forehead with affection, only then noticing a stinging pain in his shoulder blade, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

A sliver of light had appeared on the curtains; it must be four in the morning, right? Thinking he would also doze off for a little while, Old Li tucked the blankets over them. The door to the ward opened softly after a slight unlocking sound.

He could vaguely make out who had entered, and Old Li's tense heart gradually calmed down. With his eyes half-closed, he watched the person stand silently by the bed for a while before gently walking to the window, pulling open half of the curtain and standing there. Old Li also gently pulled his arm, which was being used as a pillow by Juanzi, and silently put on his robe and got out of bed.

[Volume 2: Passionate Maple Leaves] Chapter 3: I Saw It All (2)

Standing side by side with the person by the window, watching the morning light illuminate the eastern sky, there were some things that, even if said, would not be understood, and there were some things that, without being said, would be understood.

The golden morning sunlight was a bit dazzling, and Sister Wei, with a slight frown, said softly, "From now on, treat Juanzi well."

"I will."

Old Li pressed his hand firmly on Sister Wei's shoulder, his soft words filled with more solemnity.

"Will the stitches be removed soon?"

Feeling the strength in the man's hand, Sister Wei unconsciously straightened her back and asked about Old Li's condition.

"Hmm, Sanya will come to untangle the boat in a bit."

Old Li, Xiaozhu's third aunt, called her by her nickname without thinking.

"Then...then I'll go first, in a little while..."

Juanzi was sleeping soundly, but she always woke up a little early. Not wanting any awkwardness between the sisters in this situation, Sister Wei wanted to avoid the situation for a while.

Gently putting his arm around Sister Wei, Old Li smiled at her somewhat surprised expression and said, "Juanzi is awake, you can talk to her for a bit."

Although the fracture in his scapula prevented Old Li from doing strenuous exercise, he could still take a walk in the hospital courtyard. After speaking to Sister Wei, Old Li began his morning stroll.

"Second Sister..."

This was considered being caught in bed with another woman by her older sister, so it was understandable that Juanzi, since recognizing these sisters, had never been so humble before, respectfully calling out "Sister" from under the covers.

"Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense. Get out of bed already! Otherwise, our hospital will have some major news to report!" Sister Wei

really wanted to tease this sister who, despite being called a sister, didn't act like one at all, but with other patients coming to the ward at any moment, she adhered to the principle of keeping family matters private. Knowing this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, she urged Juanzi to get up quickly.

"Ah~" Knowing time was running out, Juanzi, who had just gotten up, trembled and sat back down on the bed.

"What's wrong? You wouldn't..."

Juanzi was a mother, after all. This kind of thing, which only happens to newly virgins, how could it happen to Juanzi? Could it be that Old Li had some special fetish in bed? Or did Juanzi, in a moment of impulse, offer up...that part as her virginity? Sister Wei, filled with doubt, quickly went to the bedside.

"That damned old Li!"

Looking at her swollen and red legs through the half-open blanket, Juanzi muttered curses at Old Li, the culprit, and weakly said to her sister, who had come to the bedside, "Second sister, hand me your skirt from there."

There were some red marks on her lower abdomen, a testament to passion, which anyone could understand. It must have been Juanzi who... There were no bruises or swellings on Juanzi's body, which meant Old Li didn't have that kind of fetish! She immediately concluded why Juanzi was in this state, cursing inwardly that she deserved it! Finding Juanzi amusing, Sister Wei picked up the nurse's skirt from under the bed and went to Juanzi's side, wanting to see what had happened to Juanzi's newly given virginity.

"Second sister! What... what are you doing?"

After Sister Wei turned her over and started searching and checking, Juanzi asked anxiously, completely bewildered.

"No...that's..."

Wei Jie, equally bewildered, muttered after seeing Juanzi's perfectly intact chrysanthemum. She released Juanzi and asked, "Your...that wasn't..."

"My dear second sister! What do you mean by 'that'! What's going on?"

Confused by her sister's rambling, Juanzi simply sat naked on the bed, staring wide-eyed at her.

"It's...it's..."

Although she was a mother of two teenagers, Wei Jie really couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Oh! Second sister! Just tell me, what's going on?"

Juanzi was getting impatient with her sister's hesitation.

A slight unease crossed Wei Jie's face, and she whispered a few words in Juanzi's ear.

"Hey! You stupid second sister! How could you think like that! Is it because you and your husband are like that, that you start imagining things about other people? You..."

Juanzi, startled by her second sister's antics, not only scolded her verbally but also started playfully fighting with her.

After a while of playful banter, the second sister, who had stopped, asked in confusion, "Juanzi, so you weren't...done that by Old Li, what happened to you just now?"

"Stupid second sister! Don't pretend to be shy and keep saying 'that'! As if you're some innocent little girl! Just say it directly, would it dirty your mouth! Let me tell you! It's not my back that's wronged, it's here!" Juanzi

scolded her second sister, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice. Her temper flared, Juanzi slightly spread her legs, letting her second sister see what was wrong with her.

"Oh!"

Startled by the mud and swelling, the second sister exclaimed, then immediately asked, "What...what did Old Li use to...do this to make you like this?"

"What did he use? What do you think he used? It was Old Li's...that...you bastard! Besides, you've seen and touched Old Li's...you know, what are you pretending for?"

Juanzi carefully put on her dress, never forgetting to scold her second sister.

"Well..." The

second sister wanted to ask Juanzi more questions, but seeing Juanzi's expression, she put down her questions and helped Juanzi get dressed.

After strolling around the hospital lawn a few times, Old Li returned to the ward, but Juanzi and Sister Wei were no longer there. Looking at the neatly made bed, Old Li sighed and sat down by the bed.

The stitches were being removed from the wounds, and they weren't life-threatening ones. However, aside from the coach of the school team and a group of girls, all the women who were very close to Lao Li, both older and younger, came to the hospital.

There were five stitches, and it was impossible for all these women to be present in the ward at once. It seemed to be a tacit arrangement that all the younger girls, including Han Yue and Lulu who were brought in later, watched as the stitches were removed from the three wounds on Lao Li's upper body. The older women, on the other hand, watched as Lao Li had his stitches removed, half-concealed.

The fracture, which had shown signs of healing, still needed a few days of recuperation, but whether or not he had to stay in the hospital wasn't so important. Lao Li could go home if he wanted, but the hospital and Lao Li's women unanimously insisted that he stay in the hospital for a few more days without permission.

The afternoon was unusually quiet because after all the women around Lao Li had left, even Lao Li's mother-in-law had accompanied Fei'er home.

It's said that when people are idle, they watch ants climb trees. Old Li, now alone, was no exception, wanting to see how ants climb trees. After lingering in his hospital room for a while, wanting to quietly change out of his hospital gown and go for a stroll, Old Li began rummaging through his clothes.

He searched every possible place in the room, turning over countless items, finding almost a dozen under his clothes, but not a single shirt or trousers.

Undeterred, Old Li suddenly remembered—there seemed to be a cabinet-like structure in the bathroom! A surge of joy filled him, and without even bothering to tidy up the mess under the bed, he hurried towards the bathroom.

"Who's causing this trouble?!"

As soon as Old Li pushed open the bathroom door, a voice that gave him a headache rang out behind him.

"I'm looking for something,"

Old Li said, turning to his mother-in-law, who had been elusive during the day, and speaking insincerely.

After carefully observing Old Li's somewhat uneasy expression, Fei'er's mother raised the bag she was carrying and asked, "Looking for clothes? Are you going out?"

"Our school's girls' team is going to participate in the provincial competition in a few days. I thought I'd go to school and see how they're preparing."

Old Li just wanted to go for a walk; he didn't really have a destination in mind. But now, facing Fei'er's mother, he casually used the girls' team as a shield.

"Then change your clothes. I'll take you there in a bit."

Fei'er's mother, feeling like a schoolchild caught in the act by her teacher, was either angry or amused. She forced a straight face, put her bag on the bed, and turned to leave the ward.

His former in-laws were gentle and approachable, but now, as his mother-in-law, they exuded the aura of a female tiger! Old Li, dejected and listless, began to change his clothes.

Fei'er's mother was driving Fei'er's car. After Lao Li got in, watching and feeling her smooth driving from shifting gears to accelerating, turning, slowing down, and avoiding obstacles—it was so smooth it was almost imperceptible—truly impressed him.

Indeed, he'd never seen Fei'er's mother drive before, yet she handled it like a professional; that's not something everyone can do.

The speedometer was at 70, but the driving was incredibly smooth! However, even more smooth was Fei'er's mother's unchanging face! So, while Lao Li was extremely comfortable in the car, the apprehension in his heart was incredibly suppressed.

Heh… he wanted to find something to say, but he didn't know where to begin to get Fei'er's mother's attention or to offer any response. In this extremely calm atmosphere, even the slightest change in his expression seemed so abrupt.

Sigh! No matter what, you should just be good in-laws, why lower yourself to be someone's son-in-law? But now that he's gone this far as son-in-law, what kind of trouble could Old Li possibly cause?

The seven or eight minutes of silent driving, in the comfortable 22-degree Celsius temperature inside the car, left Old Li sweating profusely. It wasn't for any other reason than that, sitting in the back seat, when Old Li was observing Fei'er's mother through the rearview mirror, Fei'er's mother, whether looking at the cars behind or sensing someone was deliberately spying on her, would occasionally subtly glance at her in the rearview mirror, and her timing was impeccable. No matter how carefully or quickly Old Li glanced in the mirror, he would always catch that twitch of her eye.

It was frustrating! He was driven to desperation by those twitching eyes! For the latter half of the journey, Old Li, who had been counting the trees along the roadside, finally saw the gate of their school.

"I'll pick you up at five o'clock."

Fei'er's mother glanced at herself in the rearview mirror again, speaking first after Lao Li's lips moved slightly.

Lao Li himself didn't quite hear if he mumbled a thank you to Fei'er's mother. Getting out of the car, he wiped the sweat from his brow and walked into the school gate. He

quietly entered the basketball court. The familiar sound of basketballs hitting the ground, the shouts of the girls passing the ball, and the occasional calls from Xin'er and Coach Mi filled the air. Having only been away for a few days, Lao Li quietly closed his eyes, savoring everything familiar.

A moment of silence followed, as if everyone in the basketball court had vanished. He opened his eyes in surprise. Xie Xin and Coach Mi led the way, with all the girls on the women's team standing in two rows in front of Lao Li.

A slight surprise, followed by a warm smile, appeared on Lao Li's lips. He stretched out his arms and opened his hands.

Xie Xin, smiling, was the first to approach Lao Li with open arms.

The embrace, a genuine one, brought Xie Xin to tears as she threw herself into it.

An unexpected, fleeting kiss landed on Lao Li's cheek, and Xie Xin, with a mischievous smile, pulled away.

Coach Mi, her face flushed and slightly awkward, gave a gentle push, then, with a hint of tension, readily accepted Lao Li's lead in the embrace.

Initially, this embrace felt somewhat uncomfortable for Coach Mi, but once she overcame that initial hurdle, the mature woman, having let go, lifted her now even redder face, and a kiss, faster than Xie Xin's, landed on the spot where Xie Xin had just kissed.

Ha! Amidst the cheers of the girls, Coach Mi, her face completely red, grabbed Xie Xin and hurried away.

"Teacher Li, thank you!"

Tall Ya Rou, the first among the girls to hug Old Li, expressed her sincere gratitude.

"Silly girl, you don't need to say that to your teacher."

Old Li gently and lovingly stroked Ya Rou's sweaty hair, needing to raise his hand quite a bit.

"Thank you, that's what I should say to Teacher Li, this is what I want to express to Old Li!"

Looking down slightly at Old Li, Ya Rou said decisively, her soft, full lips pressing deeply against the corner of his mouth.

"Ya... Rou..."

The bold girl, as Old Li slightly pulled away, accidentally touched his face, and her persistent kiss on his lips, unexpectedly, landed on Old Li's.

Both of them froze, motionless in the powerful tremor, the only sound in the silence the pounding of their hearts. They gazed at each other so closely, their faces blurring in a hazy blur. No one flinched, no one questioned why. An unexpected kiss, continuing in their blurred vision, flowed between their chasing lips.

Yu Lian was the second girl to hug Lao Li. To Lao Li and Hei Ya Tou's surprise, Hei Ya Tou, who always arrived last except when playing, was surrounded by Tian Tian, Zhang Nan, and a group of other girls as she approached Lao Li.

On the day of the incident, behind Lao Li, who refused to back down even half a step, stood Ya Rou and Hei Ya Tou. They had seen most clearly a man wielding a weapon, striking desperately, and saw bloodstains staining his body.

It could be said that everything that happened that day left a deep mark on the hearts of these two girls. Such a mark might not ignite a flame of love in the heart of a girl experiencing her first stirrings of affection, as legend has it, but the sight of such a man's back, with its fatherly and brotherly protection, will be etched in the memory of any girl who has experienced it.

Today's unexpected encounter, stirred by Ya Rou and Yu Lian, has stirred something inexplicable within her. That swaying, yet elusive, emotion has left the usually pure-hearted girl, her mind a jumble, unsure how to respond.

Warm hands, a strong embrace—the only girl in the entire school's girls' team shorter than Old Li, her face usually bowed low, lifted slightly, her

dark, luminous face now veiled in a daze…

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