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"Alright!" Linmin said. "Let's go!"
"Where to?"
"Where else?" Linmin replied. "To school, of course! Senior brother."
Linmin remembered that she had just turned eighteen two months ago.
Tan Jian revved the engine of his motorcycle, and Linmin wrapped her arms around his waist as she climbed on. She wore a white silk shirt and a white pleated skirt, careful to sit properly to avoid any mishaps.
On the way, Linmin told Tan Jian that she had retaken a year of exams, which was why she became his junior. Tan Jian rode her into the school parking lot, parked the motorcycle, and took her on a tour around the campus, introducing her to various buildings and halls. Since school hadn't started yet, there weren't many people around.
The weather wasn't great; it was overcast, and distant thunder rumbled ominously. Suddenly, large raindrops began to pour down heavily. Tan Jian and Linmin hurriedly sought shelter in a nearby classroom, their clothes already half-soaked.
They shook off the water from their clothes, but Linmin's top had turned transparent, clinging to her curves. The lower half revealed a flesh-colored bra cup while the upper half showcased her rounded figure, which swayed with her movements.
Tan Jian stared at her, and Linmin noticed his gaze. She slowly stopped moving, and they stood facing each other. Suddenly, Tan Jian pulled her into his embrace and cupped her face as he kissed her.
Linmin closed her eyes, accepting his passion. She slightly parted her lips, and Tan Jian's tongue slipped in eagerly, exploring every corner.
Time seemed to freeze for a moment, as if they had been transported back years ago when they were innocent children hiding in a classroom, embarking on their first exploration of attraction. Although Linmin had felt cold from the rain earlier, now she felt a rush of heat; she even wondered if she might start to steam.
Tan Jian gazed at Linmin's face intently. When they were younger, Linmin hadn't been particularly pretty, but now she had blossomed into a stunning beauty with delicate brows and slightly squinted eyes framed by long lashes. He reached out to caress her face; her skin was smooth and rosy now.
Suddenly, the rain stopped, leaving an eerie silence around them.
Tan Jian's hand slid down from her face to her neck and shoulders before resting gently on Linmin's chest. This was something they had never done in elementary school. Linmin's heart raced as she pushed him away abruptly and turned to fix her clothes.
"Yue'e..."
"Linmin!" she corrected him.
Tan Jian wrapped his arms around her again and said, "Linmin, let's go. I'll treat you to lunch."
"Okay," Linmin replied. "But we need to go home first to change."
That was only natural. Tan Jian took her hand as they headed back to his motorcycle. On the way home, he asked if she was still in touch with any classmates. Linmin mentioned only one friend named Wang Tianyi who attended tutoring classes with her and lived nearby; this year she had been accepted into another university in the province. Linmin suggested inviting Wang Tianyi to join them for lunch. Tan Jian agreed and decided to drop Linmin off at her house first so she could notify Wang Tianyi. He planned to pick her up at noon before heading home to change out of his wet clothes.
Just as Tan Jian finished changing, Linmin called him to say that Wang Tianyi didn't want to go out and invited them over for lunch instead; Linmin had already accepted for both of them. Tan Jian didn't mind; he still went to pick up Linmin at her house. She had changed into a round-necked blouse with trim and a slightly longer straight skirt before getting on Tan Jian's motorcycle. She told him where Wang Tianyi lived, and he followed the directions.
Wang Tianyi's family had immigrated, leaving her alone in Ningzhou for tutoring classes in an empty house where she usually spent time by herself. It didn't take long for Tan Jian and Linmin to arrive; he found a place to park while Linmin went to ring the doorbell.
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