Before Hu Ruoyun could speak, Mao Jie was already distributing fruit to everyone while saying, "Brothers, let me introduce you. Mao Na is my sister, and Hu Ruoyun and I were high school classmates. He's been friends with my sister..."
Everyone suddenly realized: we had never known Sister Mao's name and thought they were just siblings! It felt strange when introduced at the dinner table today.
Cui Shuigen brought up an old topic: "Brother San, last time I asked you why you weren't dating, you said it was because your sister wouldn't let you. I believed you..."
Laughter erupted again.
The next morning, after picking up Mao Na and Gao Meilan to have breakfast at the school cafeteria, the group headed to the zoo located on Labor Road. Hu Ruoyun bought four tickets, rented a camera, and purchased film.
They moved from the monkey mountain to the aquarium, then from the aquarium to the lion and tiger enclosure... Throughout the day, Gao Meilan kept asking Mao Jie to take pictures of her. The four of them didn't leave for lunch; instead, they found a spot in the park to eat. To avoid getting too tired in the afternoon, they rented two tandem bicycles and spent half a day riding around.
Gao Meilan was thrilled and suggested bringing her brother and sister-in-law next time.
After sending the two back on a long-distance bus to Annan, Mao Na sighed in relief: "I can't take it anymore; my legs feel like they're about to break!"
The two of them boarded the bus back to Jiangbei Postal and Telecommunications School. Mao Na leaned against Hu Ruoyun: "You’ve worked hard too, Mr. Hu!"
Hu Ruoyun took her hand: "Mao Jie mentioned that she doesn't feel much for Gao Meilan..."
Mao Na straightened up: "Based on what I've seen these past two days, I'm not very optimistic either. But Mao Jie said my mom suggested that her distant uncle is the deputy director of Jinan Electric Power Bureau, which could benefit Mao Jie's future development..."
Hu Ruoyun was almost speechless: "What does that even mean? Your dad is still the Vice Mayor of Jinan City! Does Mao Jie really need to rely on connections for her development?"
Mao Na pulled out 1,000 yuan: "You gave 1,200 to Mao Jie; she used 200... By the way, Cui Shuigen covered our bill yesterday; remember to pay him back!"
Hu Ruoyun took the 1,000 yuan but then stuffed it back into Mao Na's small bag: "Keep it. I still have over 20,000 in my account. Once I sell all these postcards in the next couple of days, I can make another 1,000... Since Cui Shuigen paid for us yesterday, he probably doesn't expect us to pay him back; you don't need to worry about it."
That evening when they returned to the dormitory, Cui Shuigen came over to settle accounts with Hu Ruoyun. It turned out they had both earned nearly 1,000 yuan each. When Hu Ruoyun tried to repay him for last night's meal, he adamantly refused: "If I accept it, I'd be a fool..."
On Monday, classes were generally packed, so they didn't return to their dorms for lunch.
Around noon, after finishing their meal together at the cafeteria and returning downstairs to their classroom building, they were stopped by class leader Ji Hongmin: "Hu Ruoyun, come here for a moment; I need to talk to you about something."
Having been classmates for over a year now, everyone was familiar with one another. Cui Shuigen joked: "Class leader, our Brother San has a girlfriend now..." The second guy chimed in with excitement: "Class leader, what are you two discussing? Can we listen in?"
Ji Hongmin flicked her short hair: "Get lost! We're discussing class matters between leaders!"
Hu Ruoyun knew that Ji Hongmin was the strong woman of their class—good-looking, studious, and with a great personality... She got along well with female classmates and treated male classmates like brothers.
When they reached a corner of the hallway where no one was around, Ji Hongmin said: "I need your help!"
Hu Ruoyun replied: "What is it? Go ahead and tell me!"
Ji Hongmin explained: "Our dormitory's Aiyashamu has been targeted by someone. There have been people from society coming to harass her every night; she hasn't dared go to the public study room for over a week!"
Aiyashamu came from the Northern Frontier, with a delicate face and exquisite features that resembled those of a mixed-race individual, striking and captivating. Her skin was fair, resembling the creamy texture of sheep's milk, almost translucent like the crystal-clear Xinjiang mare's milk grapes, shimmering in a way that made one reluctant to look away. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her cheeks held a faint blush. Her eyes were an endless azure, reminiscent of the brightest sky, sparkling with a dazzling brilliance.
Due to the vastness and sparse population of the border region, there were very few classmates from her hometown. More than ten days ago, a girl from her hometown invited Aiyashamu to her birthday party. Since there were so few people from her area, Aiyashamu cherished this friendship and bought a gift to attend.
Upon arriving at the designated restaurant, she discovered that besides the birthday girl and seven or eight familiar faces from her hometown, there were three individuals who clearly did not belong to their group: one tall and lean man with a menacing glare, another short and stout man with tattoos visible on his arms, and a third with a buzz cut and a scar running diagonally across his face, giving him a fierce appearance.
The birthday girl appeared delighted as she introduced her fellow countrymen: the tall one was surnamed Zhao, the stout one was surnamed Shui, and the buzz-cut man was surnamed Cui. Brother Zhao was the manager of the security department at "Tian Shang Ren Jia" near the train station; brother Shui was the general manager's driver; and Brother Cui was a security assistant.
Aiyashamu then learned that her fellow countryman Tajikuli worked at "Tian Shang Ren Jia," performing ethnic dances and singing for money. This birthday gathering had been organized by her "brothers."
The large cake was ordered by Brother Zhao, while brother Shui covered the cost of the restaurant.
When Aiyashamu entered the private room, those "brothers" were instantly captivated by her beauty, even neglecting the birthday girl.
Aiyashamu innocently asked Tajikuli why none of their male classmates from the border region had come. Tajikuli stammered but failed to provide a clear answer.
The birthday party continued until after nine in the evening. Seeing that everyone had eaten and drunk enough, Aiyashamu suggested it was getting late and perhaps they should wrap things up. However, Tajikuli insisted that Brother Cui had plans for everyone to go karaoke afterward. Aiyashamu didn't want to go but was firmly pulled along by Tajikuli: "You've come all this way; let's go together! Tomorrow is Saturday, so there are no classes!"
At the karaoke hall (now commonly referred to as KTV), Brother Cui ordered dozens of bottles of beer and frequently encouraged the girls to toast with them. Eventually, singing alone wasn't enough; they began dragging everyone onto the dance floor. Aiyashamu watched as under the shifting lights, Brother Zhao's hand—originally supposed to be around Tajikuli's waist—began to wander downward… brother Shui attempted to slide his hand under another girl's sweater along its hem; she struggled fiercely but dared not cry out!
Brother Cui invited Aiyashamu to dance. She could distinctly feel his hand pressing against her waist, pulling her closer to him…
Feeling somewhat dizzy, Aiyashamu claimed she needed to return to school. The other girls also expressed their desire to leave with her. Anxiously, they hurried out and caught a taxi back to campus.
The next day, Tajikuli complained that Aiyashamu shouldn't have spoiled everyone's fun. She said Brother Zhao, brother Shui, and Brother Cui felt embarrassed by what had happened and were quite angry…
Afterward, these men began waiting outside Aiyashamu's dormitory almost every night, inviting her for drinks or dances as if it were merely about keeping them company. However, Aiyashamu was terrified and refused to go out with them again.
Despite their persistent visits, Tajikuli often came over to persuade her: " Brother Zhao, brother Shui, and Brother Cui are good people—generous and easygoing! What’s wrong with having a meal or singing with them?"
If a person willingly chooses to fall into depravity, there is no hope for redemption.
In such situations, whether reporting to the police or notifying the school would fundamentally fail to resolve the issue.
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