Part 3 of 69: Summer Vacation Stories 1

Because I was preparing for graduate school entrance exams, I rented an apartment and spent every night doing various practice problems. Sometimes, when I was bored, I bought a computer—a Pentium—to play games and write programs. I decided not to go home for summer vacation .
During this time, I didn't see many beautiful girls from the foreign language department. (In fact, I always felt that a certain layer of paper, seemingly thin, was actually made of steel.)
Every summer, the university had a lot of training programs. Some of the people attending these programs rented apartments. That summer, a young woman moved in next door. Because it was hot, I usually didn't close my door, so everyone on the floor knew what I was doing.
Actually, I miss that version of myself—simple and carefree. I'd buy a pack of cigarettes, two cans of Coke, and leisurely spend the evening. Sometimes I'd secretly look at pictures on DVDs. A few friends often came over, so it could be quite lively sometimes. That young woman, out of curiosity, once peeked inside, but immediately went back out.
After that, whenever we met, we'd exchange smiles.
She was very pretty, probably around thirty. I believe a man's perspective changes with age. Back then, I only saw young girls; now, I see no lolis.
Until one time, I was playing on the computer alone when she came in.
"May I come in?" her voice was gentle.
"Oh, okay~"
"What are you playing?" she asked, turning to look at the screen.
"Uh, uh, programming."
"Really? I don't understand any of it," she said with a smile.
"I'll teach you!"
"Hehehe, how could I possibly learn that?"
I felt embarrassed, realizing I'd been sitting on the bed playing.
"Where, sit down..." Actually, there wasn't a place to sit because the room was small.
"It's okay, it's okay!" she said, naturally sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.
"I've been learning Wubi input method lately, and it's so hard. You must be very proficient, right?"
To be honest, although I majored in computer science, I really didn't know Wubi.
"I only know Pinyin..." I felt quite embarrassed.
She noticed my embarrassment and laughed. "It's okay, I need to break down the characters in Wubi input method, and there are a few I don't know how to do, so I wanted to ask you." "
What are the rules for breaking down characters?" I asked, getting excited.
...
And so, we ended up chatting all night, relaxed and happy. During our conversation, I learned that she was there for training from her company.
I asked why she wasn't staying in a hotel, and she said there weren't any decent ones left; the hotels arranged for the training were terrible, and it was much more comfortable to be out on her own. I said, "Then you've left the organization, you're a bit decadent." She said, "That's good, you've learned something, you're so smart."
I felt a little flattered.
When a woman compliments you, her eyes are warm and sincere.
"It's getting late, I need to go to my room."
"Okay."
She didn't get up, but instead untied her hair tie, put it in her mouth, and started fixing her long hair.
I couldn't help but stare
, a little dazed. Seeing my reaction, she blushed slightly.
"Does my hair look good?" she asked softly.
"It looks good!"
"And what else?"
"Everything looks good!" I blurted out without thinking.
Yes, as she combed her hair, her snow-white skin, fine armpit hair, and the white strapless top peeking out from her shoulders—
how could she not look beautiful!
"Really~"
"Really!"
Then a brief silence fell. I felt an urge to hug her, but I didn't dare; my palms were sweaty with nervousness.
"I'll change my clothes tomorrow..." she said.
Just then, someone knocked on the door (we'd closed it while chatting).
"Bro, time for midnight snacks!"
That jerk!
We both tensed up.
I gestured for her to be quiet.
Then I whispered in her ear, "I'm going out. You hide behind the door. Wait until we're gone, then you can go back."
That's how our conversation ended that day.
Throughout the entire midnight snack, I kept replaying the moment she got her hair cut, replaying that question, "Anything else?"
She's from Wenzhou. I
'll stop writing here as it gets late.

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