The days of love (2)

My thoughts were flying. I stood by the window. Although the window was closed, I could still feel the chill. I couldn't help but shiver. "Xiaoyu, it's time to go to bed."

Xiangxiang, who was smoking one cigarette after another beside me, reminded me. Seeing her haggard expression, my heart ached. "Xiangxiang, don't feel sad for me. Seeing you like this makes me even more heartbroken!"

I reached out to touch her hair. The permed hair curled up smoothly. There was a faint fragrance from the scattered hair, the fragrance of a woman, the mature smell of a young woman. Xiangxiang shook her head and said, "You were absent-minded just now. Are you still unable to let go of him?"

"He..."

I was surprised. "You mean Robin? How can I think about that kind of person..."

When I mentioned Robin, I was full of contempt and resentment. "Then you..."

Xiangxiang really didn't know why I was in a daze. Her eyes were full of doubts. "I was thinking about the past..."

The tone of understatement revealed a hint of bitterness and heartache. Even at night, I couldn't stop the sad chill in my eyes from spreading to Xiangxiang. Xiangxiang poured me a cup of warm water. I felt very comfortable after drinking it. I told her to go to bed first. Then I quietly packed up the torn bra and shirt, and asked Xiangxiang and the village girl to go shopping in the mall and buy two more bras, one purple and one green. I have thought about it, haha! When I came to the bed, I could clearly feel that everyone was awake, and their breathing was very uneven. The village girl was reading a novel with her phone on. She kept typing on the keyboard, and I didn't know whose text messages she was replying to, and then continued reading. The strange thing is that Xuejiu didn't fall asleep either. Wenwen always fell asleep easily. We all said that she was too hurt during the day and fell asleep as soon as she fell down at night. But recently, we heard her turning over and sighing in the middle of the night. We didn't know how to talk to her and persuade her to make her happy. Maybe going to the park on weekend mornings would be a good choice. In the dark dormitory, I groped for my bed based on my memory. Suddenly, I stepped on something and stumbled. Xiangxiang hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, I stepped on my high heels..."

I know that Xiangxiang always has the habit of kicking high heels randomly. She said it's very feminine. High heels. Feminine. Lying on the bed, my mind was full of these two words. Thinking back to when I wore high heels, I was already a woman at that time. That was me in high school. The first time I wore high heels, I really enjoyed what a woman should enjoy... After having sex with Zhang Han in the wild not long ago, I always felt that I was very different from before. I couldn't tell exactly where, but that kind of inexplicable joy and excitement filled my heart. During that period, I was full of shyness and happiness, with the tenderness of a new wife, and I smiled wherever I went. "Xiaoyu, what are you laughing at?"

"What? Did I?"

This conversation has been passed around by classmates, and they all guessed what happened between me and my boyfriend. After all, it is very common for high school girls to lose their virginity now. Whenever I shyly threw myself into Zhang Han's arms and said that my classmates teased me again, Zhang Han always supported me vigorously and said proudly: "Let them be jealous!" Then, I closed my eyes and let Zhang Han's hands wander over my body, removing my outer clothes and underwear one by one... Women, of course, should be different from girls. I should try to change myself now. This is a necessary step for every woman. I am just one stage ahead of those pink flower maniacs who started in college. And those girls in junior high school are faster than me! God knows how charming they are now in high school? High heels! Yes, I have to buy a pair of high heels to accompany myself! I don't want to wear stockings for the time being. After all, it's too mature. I can't accept myself wearing stockings for a while. To be honest, when I think about wearing stockings, I think it's a sign of "sexual maniac". I asked my mother to take me to buy and help me choose, but what I got was a sentence: "Why do children wear high heels? You will suffer in the future! Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Mom! I am not a child anymore!"

At this point, I panicked and realized that I might let my mother know something, which would be very bad! So I quickly changed my words and said: "Look at the girls in the class, each of them is taller than me when wearing high heels, especially Nannan, who used to stand on tiptoe to be as tall as me, but now I have to look up at her, and her calves are so slender that mine look like carrot legs compared to her..."

My mother seemed to catch something from my eyes. She must want her daughter to start a relationship, but I know she never thought that her daughter would even give her virginity to someone else quietly. I kept shaking my mother's arm and acting coquettishly to her, pinching her shoulders and patting her back. My mother couldn't stand my pestering around her, so she had to reluctantly agree. "Okay... let's go, hey, my daughter has grown up... we are old too..."

"How can that be? Mom, you are not old at all, you are still as young as in your twenties or thirties, and your skin is so good that all the girls I know are jealous! Mom, you are forever young, Mom, you..."

"Okay, okay... you have already called me an old witch!"

Mom smiled and patted me on the head, her eyes full of love. Zhang Han often patted me like this when he was playing with me, but his eyes were not only full of love, but also full of affection, with a temperature that could melt me ​​with just his eyes. I cheered "Yeah" and stood on tiptoe to kiss Mom on the face. To be honest, my mother's skin is really good. Although it has something to do with skin care products, I remember that my mother's skin has not changed much since I was a child. I am also lucky to have inherited my mother's good skin. It is white, smooth and delicate, and as soft as cream. The boys at the same table always like to rub my arms as if nothing happened, not to mention Zhang Han's fascination with me when he caressed me. The slight tremor could never hide his love and cherishment in his heart. For my first pair of high heels, I carefully selected them. My mother said to several pairs: "Not bad!"

"I think this pair is pretty good!"

"This pair is very suitable for you!"

I know that in my mother's eyes, her baby daughter is the most beautiful, more beautiful than herself, so no matter what clothes and shoes I wear, she thinks it is the most beautiful and the best. Poor parents, but my daughter was tossed to the mall to buy shoes for herself just to wear them for a man she has never met. Mom said that for the first pair of high heels, don't buy too high heels. It's better to get used to it slowly. Buy some low heels first. However, in the end, I bought a pair of two-inch high heels with crystal-colored transparent high heels and black and slightly purple suede. I think this makes me look more playful and cute. The combination of youth and charm, plus the "click" sound of the high heels when walking, makes me look mature. It is definitely worth the commemorative value of this pair of shoes. Commemorate a very important part of my transformation into a woman. "Do you want stockings?" Mom looked at the shoes I chose and it was really beyond her acceptance. My daughter is still young, and dressing too much will be bad for her. I guess Mom must think so. I didn't expect Mom to ask me this. I originally thought that I should be a good girl for a long time and let Mom's anger subside. She didn't ask me about my high school love, which was already tolerant of me. "Ah? Don't wear stockings. That doesn't suit me..." I said timidly. "You know it's not suitable, I'm telling you, you're not allowed to wear these shoes to school in the future..."

The rest of the words have been automatically filtered out by me. I won't wear these shoes to school. Wouldn't that be a bargain for those wretched boys in our class and the sultry guy at the same table? This girl only wants to show her most beautiful side to Zhang Han, and only let him pick them... Thinking about it, I can't help but blush and smile. Mom frowned and shook her head. Knowing that I was no longer listening to her, she sighed helplessly and took me home. Weekend, weekend, why don't you come? Looking forward to the weekend, the weekend is not only the longest time for Zhang Han and I to be together, but also the freest time. Although we are in the same school but not in the same class, the number of times and time we meet on weekdays are really not many, that is, we walk together after school, and he will come to the door of our class during the break to give me some food, and I will also give him some loving breakfast or something, haha, most girls' love is like this, and I am no exception. I remember a boy in my class wrote me a love letter. It basically said: He was a boy who didn't like going to school and especially liked weekends. However, he could see me from Monday to Friday, but he missed me on weekends. So he fell in love with weekdays and hated weekends. He even hated summer and winter vacations, May Day and National Day. In the end, he said that he felt like he was missing me every day, and that he couldn't help himself because he was worried about me... What is the grammar of "can't help himself"? Did I express something wrong? Why can't I read it? I'm dizzy... I texted Zhang Han late at night on Friday night. He finally said, "Be good, sleep in tomorrow morning. No one is at home all day. Come over at noon." I replied, "Yeah ＾_＾" and fell asleep, sleeping with Zhang Han's text message as my pillow. I woke up early in the morning and looked in the mirror. No, I have bags under my eyes! Then I covered my head and fell asleep. Although I couldn't fall asleep, I still forced myself to sleep in order to get rid of the damn eye bags... or I should say I focused all my energy on sleeping. Until I almost died of heat in the bed - my window faces east, and the sun has climbed from my feet to my shoulders in the morning. I was almost suffocated in the bed, and my skin outside the bed was also sunburned. I looked at the watch and it was 11:20, so I turned over and got up. I carefully selected a bra, a small underwear, and a white pleated dress. The lace on the cuffs and neckline made me like this dress very much. I looked like a little princess, hehe. I wanted to dress up carefully, but I was afraid that my parents would notice something, so I had to give up. I took some bread, cake, milk and other Western pastries to eat, and then put on the purple lace fishnet stockings I just bought after school last night. They are not silk stockings, but socks woven into a mesh shape with lace... I put on my shoes and told the adults: "I'm going shopping with my classmates. We made an appointment earlier, so please wait for me!"

I immediately rushed out the door with a gust of fragrant wind. Before closing the door, I seemed to hear my parents say that they would also go shopping today. If they met me and my friends, they would treat me and my friends to Haagen-Dazs... I didn't dare to do it on the bus. Who knows if I will encounter a pervert who will spy on me or something. Zhang Han told me that many jackals would get close to girls on the bus and then take advantage of the turns, acceleration and sudden braking to fit the girls' bodies, and asked me to be careful. At that time, I pretended to be successful and asked in a lewd way: "How do you know so much?"

Zhang Han hurriedly said no, shaking his head almost to pieces. Walking on the road under the bright sunshine, the crystal soles and heels set off the sunshine into a colorful light shining on the ground, making me feel like I was walking on layers of light circles, and the light circles changed size with the rise and fall of my steps, the world was full of lotus flowers. I smiled complacently. But complacent, I didn't see a taxi after walking through two bus stops, and there were people when I saw one. Could it be that everyone was eating or lining up for work in the middle of the day? At this time, Zhang Han texted me: "Have you come out? Where are you?"

I hurriedly replied: "I'm on the way, almost there ＾_＾!"

No, if I keep walking like this, who knows when I will find a taxi. If I don't find one, my skin will be tanned. Damn, I forgot to bring an umbrella when I went out. I originally thought I would take a taxi when I went out. A layer of sweat began to ooze out of my forehead, and I was shocked: If I go to Zhang Han's house and he finds me sweaty, how can I be a woman? I'm so embarrassed! I made a difficult decision after thinking about it - bus. The No. 4 bus always comes very quickly. Because there are too many people along the way, the bus company has to send several other buses to run the No. 4 bus. But even if there are more buses on the No. 4 bus than on other routes, there is still no sign of a decrease in the number of people riding the bus. The smell of sweat, feet, breath, body odor and diesel fills the crowded space of the bus. It is similar to the green-skinned bus during the Spring Festival travel rush. In front is the driver uncle, and behind is a dark crowd. The people on both sides are sitting sideways with their legs crossed up on my skirt. I kicked them with disgust and then pulled the pull ring with one hand and gathered the hem of my skirt with the other hand. Suddenly, I felt a rough and big object rubbed my thigh heavily! Warning signs suddenly appeared, and goose bumps appeared on my delicate skin. I was molested just after getting on the bus? I must find the culprit and take strict precautions! I lowered my head and looked carefully. It turned out to be the driver's hand shifting the gear. He seemed to see me frowning and angry in the rearview mirror. He turned his face with sunglasses and said to me in a rural accent: "Stand behind! You're blocking me from shifting gears!"

The sparse stubble, the withered hair, the greasy face, I almost vomited the lunch I had just eaten before leaving. I resisted the strong urge to vomit and hurriedly stepped back a few steps until... until I bumped into a man, no, it should be more accurate to say that I bumped into him. He was behind me and clearly heard what the driver said to me. When I backed away, I didn't even move away or warn him before I bumped into him. He just opened his arms and straightened his back to wait for me to bump into his arms. This was definitely intentional! I hurriedly guessed: Is this a yellow-haired man or an uncle? Feeling the sudden swelling of the part behind the buttocks and the flat chest, I directly ruled out the possibility of being naive like the same sex. No, I can't let him go on like this! I have to take some measures! I glared at him fiercely first. Many such wretched men have the desire but not the courage to do it. They become shrinking men after being frightened. I adjusted my mentality, frowned with resentment and turned away. But at this moment, the driver, a stinky man, swung the steering wheel and made a sharp turn. My half-side body was unstable to begin with, and it was my first time to go out in high heels, so I was a little uncomfortable walking. At the moment when I lost my balance, I felt my heel tripped by a man sitting next to me. It seemed that he was rubbing my heel with the big toe outside his sandal while I wasn't paying attention! I fell into the arms of the man behind me. At that moment, I felt like a sheep in a tiger's nest. The lustful eyes of the men around me kept seeking visual pleasure on my faintly revealed beautiful body of a girl, making me feel like there were thorns in my neck, chest, hips, and legs. Why didn't I feel thorns in my back? Because the color light on my back was attracted by the pink shoulder straps that could be clearly seen through the fabric of my dress, and it just didn't fall on my skin. The man behind me panted and said with concern: "Student, stand firm!"

As he said this, he inserted his hands under my armpits without saying anything to help me stand up. The first and only thought in my mind was to let him touch my breasts secretly. The side of the breasts is also a breast! And the sensitivity is no less than the pink halo. So I clamped his arms desperately to prevent him from moving easily. But... I still failed - the man was a student, probably from another high school, and he looked like someone who would get beaten up in school. But when I squeezed my arms together, he pushed down with his four fingers and penetrated the back of my bra and pressed firmly against my round and slender breasts.

He was rubbing against my buttocks, and I could even feel him taking a weak step under his calf. Could it be that something had come out? An electric itching feeling and a strong sense of shame suddenly spread throughout my body. At this time, there was only a dress between my hands and my breasts. Moreover, the dress mainly made of lace and thin sand made him feel great. The evil hands that looked like withered claws felt wet and hot. God, how much sweat did these hands sweat? Will it leave two palm prints on my body? What would Zhang Han think when he saw it? Slight ups and downs and kneading were already heard, and my brain almost turned white. Fortunately, I was standing upright at this time. I hurriedly moved forward to avoid the student behind me. But the hot breath from behind me still hit my jade-white neck heavily, itching so much that a layer of cold hairs stood up on the back of my neck, and I couldn't help but shiver. People around me looked at me with smiles, at least that's what I felt. Those eyes are full of enthusiasm, excitement, expectation, and lustful thoughts. I was made to feel uncomfortable all over, just like those dirty and strong-smelling men around me stretched out their claws to grab me, but I was tied up and had no choice but to let them tear off the cover, knead the protrusions, and lick Licking the velvet, sucking the tenderness... I really can't stand it! Zhang Han, save me! Save me! Ah, a hot and greasy fluid suddenly surged out of my lower body, rushing out of my body without any warning...

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