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My name is Lin Hao. A month ago, I found a job delivering packages in the city, riding my tricycle outside all day under the sun and wind. Little did I expect that this delivery job would lead me to a stunning beauty.
Her name is Mu Yan. She has a pure and sweet appearance, with curves that catch the eye, especially her long legs, which are more slender and graceful than any other woman's. I couldn't help but admire them, particularly when we were intimate; it was simply exhilarating.
However, after getting to know her, I sensed something odd about her personality. She insisted that I not talk to anyone else in our building, even ignoring others when they called out to me. It made me feel like a mute.
But for the sake of being with her, I tolerated it. Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse.
Just a few nights ago, after receiving my paycheck at a company gathering, I drank a bit too much and ended up back at my girlfriend Mu Yan's place to sleep.
I remember she helped me into the house, and we even took a bath together before heading to bed for a night of passion.
To my shock, I woke up the next morning at the company entrance, called awake by a colleague. Not only was I covered in dust lying on the ground, but I was also completely naked. If a stranger had seen me, they would have thought I was insane.
My clothes were nearby, so without hesitation, I quickly put them on. Checking my phone, I saw it was almost time for work, with employees rushing in.
Because of this incident, my boss scolded me for drinking too much and acting recklessly as a young person.
I nodded along to the reprimand but felt utterly confused. Hadn't I slept at Mu Yan's place? How could I end up here naked?
Could it be that I never made it back home last night?
But that didn't make sense; even if it were a dream, it felt too real.
With these questions swirling in my mind, I finished work and rode my electric bike over to Mu Yan's place. In my memory, I was certain that I had returned home last night; there was no way it could have been just a dream.
I needed to get to the bottom of this.
Mu Yan usually has an aloof demeanor and doesn't say much. The most unsettling part is that she makes me feel uneasy; the longer I spend with her, the more mysterious she seems. It feels like she's hiding something from me, which frustrates me.
The reason for my suspicion is clear: aside from forbidding me from talking to anyone else in our building, there are several other points that would be intolerable for any normal man.
Of course, I am definitely a normal man.
First, there’s the timing for seeing her. This is quite clear: during the day, it can only be between eleven and one in the afternoon; in the evening, it has to be after five.
Even if I stay over at her place every night, she always finds various reasons to kick me out of bed before seven in the morning, urging me to go to work.
What puzzles me even more is that she repeatedly emphasizes, especially to the neighbors across the hall, that I should not interact with them.
These strange requests leave me utterly confused. When I ask her about them, she won’t say anything and doesn’t allow me to ask further questions, which makes me feel quite helpless.
During this time, I’ve been coming to her place to sleep after work, hardly ever going home. Every day, I feel like a thief sneaking in, keeping my head down as I rush into the elevator when no one is around and then slip into her apartment.
But today, aside from the morning incident, I encountered something else that left me speechless.
Mu Yan lives on the seventh floor, the top floor. As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I bumped into a young couple about my age. They were hurriedly pulling a suitcase and seemed ready to take the elevator down.
When they saw me coming out of the elevator, they appeared quite unnatural. For some reason, their gaze towards me felt a bit off.
However, Mu Yan had told me not to talk to anyone else in this building, so I didn’t pay much attention and walked past them.
At that moment, the guy couldn’t help but speak up. He asked, “Hey man, where are you headed?”
I turned to look at him, slightly frowning. Since Mu Yan had instructed me not to talk to anyone here but he initiated conversation, it felt rude not to respond. So I replied lightly, “I’m going to my girlfriend’s place.”
As I said this, I pointed towards Mu Yan’s apartment.
But as soon as those words left my mouth, it was as if they had gone mad. Without another word, they dove into the elevator as if fleeing.
I noticed that their expressions had changed; they looked at me with sheer fear.
It was truly absurd. I muttered in disbelief and walked straight to Mu Yan's door, pressing the doorbell.
The door opened slightly, revealing a fair face. Mu Yan, dressed in a white pajama set, greeted me at the door. As soon as I stepped inside, she threw herself onto me.
Her arms wrapped around my neck while her long, sexy legs entwined around my waist, and she began to kiss me fervently.
Mu Yan's personality could sometimes be quite difficult to adapt to. She was usually quiet and gave off a somewhat cold vibe, but when it came to this, she became incredibly passionate and proactive. She would always demand affection relentlessly, whether it was day or night; as long as I was there, we would end up having several rounds of intense encounters before she would be satisfied.
I had a lot of questions swirling in my mind, but with her acting like this, all my frustration turned into desire. After some time, I casually asked her if I had come back yesterday.
She shook her head to indicate that I hadn’t, which only deepened my confusion. Could it be that I really passed out drunk at the company’s entrance?
Not being able to figure it out didn’t matter much anymore. I recounted the strange couple I had seen outside her door. Upon hearing this, her expression changed dramatically as she fixed her gaze on me.
I couldn’t quite describe that moment; her eyes were cold and sent a shiver down my spine. It felt as if she had transformed into a completely different person, instilling a deep-seated fear within me.
“I told you not to talk to anyone here. Didn’t you understand?” Even her voice had turned icy.
I was curious why she insisted on keeping me away from the other residents of the building, but seeing her like this made me hesitant to ask. I quickly nodded and said, “I understand now. Please don’t be angry.”
After that incident, I didn’t visit her for several days because that night had terrified me.
However, the frustrating part was that images of her long, slender legs entwined around me kept flashing through my mind. The exhilarating feeling after our passionate encounters was hard to resist, and eventually, I found myself returning.
That afternoon, since there were fewer packages to deliver and I finished work a bit earlier than usual, I arrived at Mu Yan's building well ahead of time.
But since Mu Yan had mentioned that even if I came in the afternoon, I should wait until after five o'clock to go up, and it was still a bit early, I decided to sit by the roadside for a smoke.
Unexpectedly, a colleague happened to pass by and saw me squatting there. Curiously, they asked, “Haozi, are you waiting for someone?”
I nodded to Zhang Chao, who I usually got along well with, and handed him a cigarette. "My girlfriend lives upstairs; I'm just going to smoke a bit before heading up."
Zhang Chao laughed upon hearing this. "Oh, keeping it under wraps, huh? You've got a girlfriend! When you have time, bring her out for us to meet."
I felt happy at his words and smiled back. "Since you said that, how about we go up together for a bit?"
"Sure, let's go. I’m done with my work anyway," Zhang Chao replied readily.
I checked the time; it was still ten minutes to five, so I awkwardly said, "Hey, Zhang Chao, why don't we finish our cigarettes first?"
"Sure, no problem." Zhang Chao thought nothing of it and assumed it was because my girlfriend didn’t want me smoking.
We chatted while smoking, and during our conversation, Zhang Chao asked where my girlfriend lived. I told him she lived on the seventh floor of the building right behind us.
"The seventh floor? You mean your girlfriend lives on the seventh floor of that building behind us?"
To my surprise, when Zhang Chao heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly and turned pale.
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