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Class Reunion: The Belle of the Class Came to My Room
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At midnight, the door was silently opened, and a delicate figure darted in. Without turning on the light, she fumbled to take off her clothes and lay down next to me. I felt the warmth of her body beside me and joyfully reached out to hold her in my arms, saying, "Darling, you finally came. In the future, I will work hard to earn money and make sure you live well." I hugged her and asked, "What perfume did you use today? It doesn't smell like the one you usually wear."
She didn't speak, just pressed her lips to mine, and a small hand was exploring on my body.
My blood began to surge, and I rolled over to cover her underneath me: "When we just got married, you were quite skilled. Has it been so long that you've become rusty?"
She only responded with her body, but remained silent.
I strive forward, she responds absentmindedly, I kiss her face, it tastes salty, why is she crying?
The wonderful feeling comes in waves, and I can't help but make a sound. This time, I only gasp and make no noise.
After the wonderful moment, I fell into a dream.
I was woken up before dawn by the need to pee, only to find that there was no one beside me.
2
Breakfast was prepared in the dining room, and as the host, Tajik Gul led everyone over. Watching Gul walking hand in hand with Ayi Shamuh, they hardly glanced at me.
Was last night just my wishful thinking of a beautiful and charming dream?
No, that feeling was real, right?
3
A college classmate got married, and the wedding banquet was arranged at a heavenly abode.
Tajik Gul is our school belle, and also the former leading lady of the heavenly abode. Later, she married the boss Batu Hai, which could be considered as "the man brings wealth and the woman brings beauty."
At yesterday's wedding, her husband Batu Hai instructed the duty manager to give a "half-price" discount to the marrying classmates. He also clinked glasses with Gul and each classmate one by one, showing a very humble attitude. Then he announced, "None of us at this table are allowed to leave. Gul will arrange for everyone to sing first, then have dinner in the evening, prepare the rooms, and rest here afterwards."
Tajik Gul also stood up and urged, "It's been almost five years since we graduated. It's not easy to gather so many people. We agreed, no one is allowed to leave!"
I feel very embarrassed.
After three years of the pandemic, my shop couldn't survive. The house and car loans that I used to take lightly have become two huge mountains that are suffocating me.
And that's not the worst part. The worst part is that things have turned sour between me and Ayimu.
The couple's discord is like sharing the same bed but having different dreams. For over a year now, we've been sleeping in separate rooms. Especially in the past few months, we've become like strangers under the same roof.
We used to plan to work hard and have a child in a couple of years, but now it's a race to see who will suggest going to the civil affairs bureau first.
The other classmates all cheered and responded, and I pretended to be very happy. I secretly glanced at Xia Mu, who was sitting next to Gul, and she also seemed very indifferent.
Upstairs in the singing room, a big package was opened, and fruits, melon seeds, drinks, and small snacks were constantly being brought in. The boss sang "Looking Back Again," the second-in-command sang "You at the Same Table," Ayi Shamuh performed a traditional song "Tang Bohan," and Tajik Gul passionately interpreted "The Waves Are Still." When "Can that old boat ticket board your ship?" landed, I saw Tajik Gul looking at me, so I nervously clinked beer glasses with my classmates.
Tired of singing, and hungry from singing, the restaurant arranged a meal in a private room, serving abalone and large lobsters. The ladies drank red wine, while the men had Wuliangye liquor. Some of the classmates in the group were even old dormitory buddies. After so long since graduation, it felt like there were endless things to talk about. The drinks kept pouring, and we kept drinking. By the end of the meal, I was already feeling dizzy.
Ayi Shamuh was taken away by Tajik Gul: "Qin, let's have a 'lying-down talk' session. Today, you'll be alone in the room."
I felt like I had been granted amnesty, so I entered my room and haphazardly took off my clothes, then threw myself onto the bed.
After that, I had that incredibly clear and charming "dream".
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