The woman who moved me

Yi Ke, a refined, elegant, and beautiful woman—musicians always seem to have that kind of气质 (qi zhi, a combination of temperament, bearing, and presence). At 165cm tall with a shapely figure, she was always a sight to behold on the street. A bit aloof, she always seemed so unapproachable, but what could I do? I was her first man. Her love for me made me feel guilty, yet also deeply moved.
She was my neighbor when I was studying in Guangzhou. My sister worked there, and I often went back to her house on Sundays. We lived in the same neighborhood. The first time we met, my sister introduced her to me as Yi Ke. At the time, she was still in high school, wearing jeans, white sneakers, a plaid shirt, and a small ponytail, shyly saying "Hello!" I remember it vividly
because she often came to my sister's house to play, and we gradually became familiar with each other. Until the spring of 1995, I was going to the train station, and Yike said she was going to Zhongshanba. My sister asked us to take a minibus together, saying that we could look out for each other. We chatted a lot on the bus, and later she asked me to go shopping with her at Shangxiajiu Pedestrian Street. We shopped until very late. She seemed very happy, holding my hand, just like a loving young couple. We parted very late. Before we said goodbye, Yike asked, "Can I visit you tomorrow?" I said yes.
That night, I stayed at my friend's house in Shipai East. The next morning, Yike arrived as expected. We went to the Sports Center and Tianhe City, spending the day there. In the evening, we ate at a food stall in Shipai. I remember that when we were almost full, she secretly slipped her wallet to me from under the table, saying she was worried I wouldn't have enough money to pay the bill. Then we went back to my friend's house. My friend had gone back to his hometown, so it was just the two of us. We snuggled on the sofa and watched TV. Around midnight, feeling cold and sleepy, I suggested we go back to our room. I said I wouldn't do anything bad. She blushed slightly and came back to our room. Since we were indeed cold, we naturally hugged each other. Holding her soft body, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. When I tried to take things further, she grabbed my hand tightly and said she wasn't ready yet. So I didn't force her, and we slept like that in my arms all night. (To be continued)

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