The Art of Lover Mastery

"This is Zhenhai City..."

A young man in his twenties stood in front of Zhenhai City Passenger Terminal, looking at the surrounding high-rise buildings, the busy traffic on the street, and the various crowds, he felt dizzy and sighed.

Especially when women wear shorts that either expose their backs or navels, and can barely cover their buttocks. Looking at those pairs of big white legs, Hadi's lips were dry. They didn't wear clothes like this at home.

The young man's name is Hadi, and he has lived in a rural town since he was a child. It is a remote area where most young people go out to work. During the Chinese New Year this year, relatives and friends at home gathered together, and those who worked outside also came back. Each one was doing better than the other, especially the aunt from the old neighbor's house. I heard that she married a rich man in Zhenhai City, and now she has become a Car owners.

Big cities are unattractive to Hadi, but her mother is a competitive person. Seeing that the young people in the town are doing well outside, her son is still doing nothing. After receiving some looks, she Simply be cruel and let your son go to Zhenhai City to join his little aunt, hoping to make a name for himself.

Hadi took out an old-fashioned phone book from his pocket and an orange phone with dual SIM cards and dual standby that his mother had just bought for him. Just when he was about to dial his aunt's phone number, his heart trembled and ripples were caused.

The little aunt's name is Hana. Hadi's family and Hana's family are family friends. Hana's grandfather and Hadi's grandfather are brothers in the same carpentry workshop. Hana is her father's daughter, and she is three years older than Hadi. Because the two families often move around, and Hana's seniority is there, Hadi can only scream pleasantly. The two grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. I still remember that when Hadi was thirteen years old, Hadi went out to urinate at night and accidentally saw Hana taking a shower. This was also due to his adolescent curiosity about the opposite sex, and he could no longer move his eyes. At that time, his heart was pounding, as if it was about to burst out of his throat. He didn't even notice that the silver bell his grandma gave him fell.

Four years later, Hana decided to leave the small town and pursue a new life in the big city. In my mind, that was the last time Hadi spoke to Hana, and Hadi remembered it clearly. Hana returned the silver bell that he had lost for four years to him and said, "I'm leaving, and I'll give this back to you. You can take good care of yourself in the future. In a few years, you can have a daughter-in-law and a baby. You can be a grandma now."

Hadi nodded ignorantly and watched Hana get on the long-distance bus. Since then, Hana has never come back, and I didn't see her until the Chinese New Year this year. At that time, Hana was wearing an emerald green cashmere coat. Compared with the innocent little girl back then, Hana was a completely different person. She was so noble and elegant, with a transcendent temperament. The two people seemed to be from different worlds, and they only exchanged symbolic greetings after meeting.

He was about to call Hana now. Hadi didn't know what to say. He didn't want to see Hana, but he also had some expectations. It was so contradictory.

Suddenly, a woman's shout came from not far ahead, "Someone is grabbing the bag! Someone is grabbing the bag!"

Nothing like this happened in the town. When he heard someone snatching things, Hadi said to himself that he was so brave in such broad daylight.

He hurriedly put his cell phone and phone book into his pocket, picked up the oversized travel bag at his feet and rushed towards the source of the sound. After running a few steps, I saw a man in his twenties grabbing a women's bag and running over here in a hurry. The young man was moving very fast, and there were people around him, but no one stopped him. Hadi looked at this kid and guessed he was a bag snatcher. When someone came closer, he picked up the travel bag in his hand and threw it at the person.

 "ah..."

The young man screamed in pain and fell over two meters away. The bag in his hand also flew away. Hadi followed and wanted to catch the man. The boy also had a guilty conscience and rolled on the spot. He ignored the dropped bag and turned around and rushed towards the other side of the road.

There was a lot of traffic on the street, and Hadi didn't dare to chase him too much. He watched the other person cross the road and fly away.

Hadi picked up the bag on the ground, and then he saw a woman, holding a pair of high heels in her hand, jumping towards this direction, shouting, "Someone is grabbing the bag! Someone is grabbing the bag!"

"Here's your bag!" Hadi came over and saw the other person's appearance clearly.

The woman can look like she is in her mid-twenties, wearing a white shirt with a large lapel and a narrow black skirt underneath. She jumped up and down, making her chest rise and fall, and her long career line was clearly visible. Such clothes set off her exquisite curves, her waist is tied up, but her hands are full, her long and moist legs are exposed, and even her beautiful lotus feet are silently enchanting. Her wavy hair spilled over her shoulders, and her rosy little mouth made people covet her. Her face was full of anxiety and some pain, which made her even more charming.

"Little aunt!" Hadi was stunned when he saw this woman's face clearly.

It turns out that the woman in front of him is none other than Hana, who caused Hadi's inner conflict.

"Hadi!" Hana was stunned when she saw Hadi. Then she was overjoyed when she saw the bag in Hadi's hand, and then said, "This bag is mine."

"I know it's yours." Hadi ran over and returned the bag to Hana, and said, "Auntie, what a coincidence. I was just about to call you, but I didn't want to run into you here."

 "Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?" Hana asked curiously.

"During the Chinese New Year, didn't you tell my mother that you could let me hang out with you, so my mother asked me to come to Zhenhai to find you." Hadi said plainly.

"Did I say that..." Half a year later, Hana couldn't remember what she said during the Chinese New Year. Besides, it was a family gathering, so even if I mentioned it, it would be just perfunctory. Looking at Hadi's clothes at the moment, it made Hana frown even more. He was wearing a white shirt and a pair of outdated trousers on his legs, which should be from the 1990s. Especially on his feet, he was wearing a pair of Jai Alai sneakers. Hadi also had an extra-large travel bag in his hand. With his nondescript attire, he looked like a typical migrant worker entering the city.

"You must have said that, otherwise my mother wouldn't be urging me to come to you every day. She also said that if I can't do well, she won't let me go back." Hadi is a down-to-earth person. How could he have imagined that after arriving in a big city? , the temperament will also change. Seeing Hana frowning, he thought Hana had severe foot pain, so he asked with concern: "Little aunt, I think your foot seems to be sprained. Does it hurt a lot now? Can you still walk?"

"I twisted my ankle just now because I was chasing that bastard, and it hurts a lot. But I really want to thank you for helping me get my bag back." Hana's ankle was really hurting and it was already swollen.

"We're all on our own, why are you so polite? From the look of you, I'm afraid it's hard to walk, so I'll carry you." Hadi said, turning around and hunching over, facing Hana with his back.

There are many people around the passenger terminal. How are you dressed, and what is Hadi wearing? If you let this kid carry you, it will be very embarrassing. But now that I have sprained my ankle, I really can't walk, and there's another crucial point. If I really want this kid to carry me home, I have to take him in.

Hadi waited for a moment and saw that Hana was not moving. She thought that Hana was unable to get up due to the pain in her feet. She did not expect that Hana had so many thoughts. He simply squatted in front of Hana, hooked his hands back, and grabbed Hana's knees. With a little force, Hana lay on his back, then stood up and carried Hana steadily on his back.

Hana didn't expect Hadi to come so suddenly and exclaimed, "Ah..."

 Then he said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Hadi said sincerely: "When I saw that you were not moving, it must be because your legs were not strong enough, so I just picked you up on my back. Do you remember, when we were kids, we were playing in the mountains and you got sprained on your feet, so that's how I picked you up." , walked almost ten miles to get home."