Things have come to this, and my heart suddenly feels empty. In the emptiness, there seems to be a strange flame burning quietly. I said in a low voice: "I don't have experience, you... pay attention to the degree and speed, proceed step by step, don't rush."

  He smiled slightly, his voice hoarser than ever before, as he buried his face in my exposed upper body and said, "I know you don't. I didn't either. We... together. But I couldn't help being impulsive."

  I wonder why it's so strange, he just said the most ordinary words: let's be together. But I feel so touched, gentle, sweet and sad. Touched to the point of wanting to hold him even tighter.

  "I don't regret it." I whispered in his ear, "A Yu, I'm willing, just want to be with you."

  At this moment, he is buried in the last piece of land that I have not yet lost, just a few inches above me. He grasps my two hands tightly and then lets out a low sigh that is almost a moan. I only feel my face burning with heat, looking at him, thinking, so this is what it looks like, this is what a man looks like when he's moved.

  ……

  ……

  ……

  ……

  I regret it. I set a record for the fastest slap in the face this lifetime.

  I lifted up my moist eyes and glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed - 4 o'clock in the morning, I could still sleep for two hours. If someone... wouldn't do anything to me again.

  I rolled up the quilt tightly, leaning against the corner of the wall, leaving only one corner, covering Wu Yu's waist and abdomen. His arms were propped behind his head, with sweat still on his forehead, and he was staring at me with deep eyes. He was smiling.

  I...

  Now thinking back to the whole process earlier, I still feel like it's a dream. I'm not a silly white sweet, fairly speaking, I think I understand more than Ou Yu this man. So I know that the first time will definitely hurt. I also know that slowly I will find something more comfortable... Knowing full lubrication is good, knowing foreplay is also important... What else don't I know about this?

  But when it really happens, I realize that this thing for women is not just about getting strange, shy, and stimulating pleasure. It's also about being forced to face another self. When he drives you, leads you to the peak of another world, all your shyness, reserve, and fear have to be put down, you can only dance with him, be conquered by him, and cannot help but want to conquer him.

  You just want to be with him. Otherwise you are no longer whole.

  But... but I actually had expected it, had secretly imagined what kind of man Wu Yu would truly be. Tonight, I finally really saw and felt it.

  I know, I know he's been hurt to the core, and I also know his original personality was unruly, I know after becoming a repairman he trained and developed a strong physique and although his abs are gone now but his physical strength is still unmatched, I know... this is also his first time being so angry.

  When he held me in his arms, tightly suppressing me, driving me away. And I saw his lean and sturdy figure, his dim eyes, his long fingers, only then did I realize what I had just promised him.

  The first time we ended quickly, but he didn't let go of me at all, and soon started kissing me again. When he held my face with his hands, forehead to forehead, looking at me. I suddenly realized that he had no intention of giving up tonight.

  A man like him, so stubborn, having been hurt so many times, will definitely make the first night unforgettable for me, completely satisfying me, and making me surrender completely.

  He is just such a man, whether it was him a year ago or him a year later.

  ……

  But now, my whole body has that kind of damp and ambiguous feeling, thinking about the scenes just now, I'm even more blushing. I buried my face in the quilt. Wu Yu pulled me a few times, but I ignored him.

  "What's wrong?" he asked in a low voice.

  I muttered: "How many times have you said that yourself?"

  He didn't say a word, but I knew he must be laughing. After a while, to my surprise, he picked me up with the quilt and everything. This was bad, as he took advantage of the momentum to strip me out of the quilt in one swift motion, and I fell back into his arms. He held me extremely tightly, almost crushing me against him.

  Then he reached out and turned off the last soft light in the room. In the darkness, he just held me like that. We both remained silent for a while, quietly savoring this entwined feeling.

  I said in a low voice: "You said you just came in to sit down."

  He doesn't speak.

  I said: "As it turns out, you really came in and sat down."

  He burst out laughing.

  "Ah, I'm so happy." He said in a low voice.

  I buried my face deep into his chest and said, "Me too."