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Little F's Blue Enchantress 

The typhoon has passed, and the air is wonderful.
This morning, on my bike ride to work, I was surprised to see a pair of dragonflies, overlapping each other in a mating posture, miraculously flying in sync at low speed and low altitude. I followed them with great interest, but I couldn't see clearly; I just found it very novel. If a couple were entangled in front of me, I probably wouldn't have been so interested in spying.
Yesterday afternoon, I unexpectedly received a gift. It was related to a boy named F, whom I've been lurking in the forum for a long time. He seems so innocent and adorable to me. F must have recently broken up with his girlfriend and is emotionally unstable. We haven't met each other yet, not even had any online chat. We just joked that he was going back to NJ, and I could consider a 36-hour hookup! Some people know in their hearts that sexually suggestive words are just talk; they need more space, flowing naturally like water, as smooth as jade.
The boy said he liked my handwriting, and then we chatted simply, lightly, and casually. Unexpectedly, he directly asked for my address, saying he wanted to send a belated Qixi Festival gift. I didn't hesitate at all. I was curious and guessed what it might be—milk tea, cake, or some kind of romantic treat—but anyway, I gave it to him without much thought.
I'm always irresistibly curious about things that haven't happened yet. Little F seemed more surprised than me, asking why I trusted him so much. I said, "Isn't it nice to feel trusted?" About half an hour later, someone knocked on the door. The delivery guy politely carried a large gift box, telling me to leave a five-star review if I liked it. A little excited, I opened the gift box. The boy's message had arrived too: a bouquet of alluring yet aloof blue roses, 19 stems. Was he praising me? I was indeed delighted!
During my time lurking on 69, I admit I finally couldn't resist and started to enjoy writing. Telling real stories, discussing little-known secrets. I've even checked my eyes in the mirror—I do have a bit of a talent for writing erotica. Not greasy, not pretentious, not affected, not chaotic!

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