C4 Elegant women

At that time, I didn't know what love was. It was just like when a person had a previous life, a next life, but no other life. It was a fault in the middle, and I flew over it in an instant.

Sometimes you have to believe in fate.

We did it a couple of times that night, and then a couple of times she was lying on her stomach, and then another time she was in the bathroom with me, and she guided me. She was like a teacher, an older sister, a mother. I could still remember her warmth, and the smell of her hands was always as touching as the day we first met.

The Sis Plum looked very mischievous and adorable. You couldn't imagine a woman with that kind of elegant innocence, but afterwards, she pulled me to a bath and washed me. She looked at me over there, curled her lips, smiled, shook her head, and said with a sigh: "Aiya, this little monk wants to wash properly!"

The more I laughed, the more she teased me, the more she teased me, like a big girl she teased me, and she laughed, and in the end she twisted her butt and chased me from the bathroom to the bed, where she hugged me and looked at me seriously and said, "You look a lot like a boy I liked when I was a little girl, you know?"

I nodded. "Yes!"

"Are you stupid? No matter what I say, you will accept it!" She caressed my body and said, "I know that you don't work in a bar anymore because you made a mistake and the boss kicked you out?"

I shook my head and said, "No, I don't want to do it. I can't do two jobs because my graduate internship is too busy!"

"What are we going to do in the future? Do you want to study abroad? "

"Going abroad?" I shook my head and said, "I've never thought about it, I want to join a state-owned enterprise. I study machinery, such as heavy labor, so my job is relatively stable." I told her about what I had said to my classmates in my dorm.

Instead, she nodded and said, "Actually, it's good to go abroad. For example, to Singapore, Thailand, or other countries in Southeast Asia!"

I didn't say anything, just smiled.

She added, "If you want to go there, I can help you. It's very simple, but I've heard that the German side is more developed, but I don't have much to do with it. I've only been in France and Italy for a year or two!"

I didn't seem to care what she said. It was her own business.

"Where's your hometown?" She sat on the bed while I lay there, and she took a pack of 555 cigarettes out of nowhere and handed it to me.

I didn't smoke much then, she said, lighting it for me, lighting it herself.

"From the western highlands!" I said, turning to look at her, and I saw her sitting there, naked, the two gourds still attractive, not drooping at all, solid and round, and well maintained.

At this moment, I suddenly noticed that there was a tattoo on her body. It was a very small rose flower on the side of her breast.

"I've never been there. Is it like Zhang Yimou's movie?!"

I nodded. "I think so. I don't know which part you're talking about."

It was 1999, and the Internet wasn't as stupefied as it is now. There weren't many movies to watch.

That night, we chatted casually. The Sis Plum would laugh out loud and look at me with her deep eyes. She was very smart, very interesting, and also very generous. She was much more elegant than the women in our place, much more elegant than the women in the big city.

She would speak a few words of English from time to time, and my college English was not bad, and I understood what she was saying, and sometimes I would say a few words of English, and she was surprised to hear me say that I had a good pronunciation, that I was so smart that I would have a future and a good future, and I didn't know what the future was like, I didn't know, I didn't know anything, I didn't know.

I remember that night, I asked her why she was so happy. One of her sentences was: "Jia Liang, life is short, it's just a few decades, maybe it's gone if you say it, it's gone. Why are you not happy? "Little guy!"

I smiled and nodded. I felt that what she said made a lot of sense. She really knew how to speak, like a poet.

That night, she was the one who slept with her arms around me. She hugged me tightly, she said that she loved sleeping with her doll around her, she kept me close to her, I didn't sleep much, when I went to sleep in the middle of the night, when I woke up the next day, my bed was empty. I found a note on my blanket, and a stack of money.

Jia Liang, little fellow, Big Sis has something to attend to so he went to catch a plane in the morning. When I was in a rush to leave, I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you. I didn't know why you were so unhappy, but after thinking about it carefully, perhaps this is your personality.

I left some money for you, don't think too much, sister doesn't mean that, do a good internship, work hard, after I finish this period of time, I will come back to find you. Although I don't know how to contact you, believe me, with your sister's strength, I will definitely find you. Be good!

Looking at this note, I shake as if that night had a dream, a very long dream, and all this is not a dream, is real.

Thinking back now, it was just like what happened yesterday.

Indeed, it was as she said. A month later, she actually found me, and that day, she discovered all of my dirty secrets.