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Shen Yulin did not let go; instead, he held me tighter. "Just a little longer," he said.
"I can't, I'm going to get angry," I pretended to say angrily.
"Don't be mad, Xinbao, I love you so much." Shen Yulin kissed my collarbone again and then released me. I quickly stood up and adjusted my clothes.
"It's getting late; let's rest," I said as Shen Yulin took my hand and led me to the room. Once inside, I shyly hid in the bathroom. When I finished washing up and came out, Shen Yulin was already lying on the bed. I slowly climbed onto the bed, turning my back to him. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and softly said, "Xinbao, good night." My heart raced as I felt his breath, gradually drifting off to sleep.
The National Day holiday was cheerful, a seven-day long break filled with joy.
However, since I was not a local resident, Shen Yulin explained the situation to Director Gu and efficiently helped me apply for a family visit leave. As a result, I ended up with an entire month of extended National Day holiday! This was truly exhilarating!
On the afternoon before National Day, after finishing my work, Shen Yulin and I eagerly headed to the airport together. Notably, he had thoughtfully arranged for a driver to send our luggage and skiing gear ahead to the guesthouse in H City. As night fell, our flight took off on time. Throughout the long journey, I remained extremely excited, chatting non-stop with Shen Yulin about our upcoming skiing trip filled with endless anticipation.
After three hours of flying, the plane finally landed smoothly in H City. As soon as we stepped out of the airport, a biting cold wind hit us, making us shiver involuntarily. At that moment, Shen Yulin firmly held my hand and quickly draped a thick warm down jacket over my shoulders before we took a car to the guesthouse.
The guesthouse chosen by Shen Yulin was located next to the largest ski resort in H City, close to the seaside. The chilly sea breeze made my teeth chatter as we arrived at the guesthouse. We organized our belongings and went to bed early.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window onto the dining table where we gathered to enjoy a hearty breakfast prepared by the guesthouse. We had arrived late last night when the owner was already asleep, leaving only one staff member on duty.
As I focused on the delicious food, my gaze inadvertently met that of the guesthouse owner sitting nearby. To my surprise, she was an elderly lady nearing seventy years old. Her head full of white hair shimmered like silver threads; her clear eyes sparkled like water under the warm winter sun—bright and warm; her expression was calm and peaceful, with a gentle smile that seemed unaffected by worldly troubles.
"My last name is Guo; you can just call me Aunt Guo," she said with a smile in her pleasant voice. "It's been such a long time since I've seen such beautiful young ladies like you! Here, feel free to have fun."
With that, Aunt Guo reached out and gently stroked my hair with a loving gesture. My heart warmed at her kindness as I quickly thanked her: "Thank you, Aunt Guo!". Everyone around echoed their thanks in unison.
At that moment, the entire morning felt exceptionally beautiful. Aunt Guo's warmth made us feel at home and added a unique touch of affection to this trip.
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