Chapter 2 Falling in love with a girl at the age of eighteen

I was eighteen when I went to college. And the first semester of my freshman year belongs to Xiaoya.

Xiaoya is a student in Class Four of Foreign Language Education, and I am in Class Two. She comes from taohuajiang, Yiyang, and there is a saying in Hunan: "There are many beautiful people in taohuajiang." Xiaoya is not an absolute beauty, but she is white, dazzling white in the crowd, with a pair of peach-blossom eyes and horns, and there are two dimples in her mouth when she smiles. At first glance, she is very attractive. In the words of roommate "Chrysanthemum", it is "romantic, very romantic, and it must be very romantic in bed." Romance is the only criterion for him to appreciate women. Romance is coquettish, beautiful and energetic. Not romantic means no feelings, no sexual desire, no coquettish and boring. "Chrysanthemum", whose real name is Lu Bo, is from Yongshun, Xiangxi. He is like a stallion, looking for a girl with a big fart and a round waist to breed everywhere.

His words are very ugly.

There are many beautiful women in the foreign language department, all kinds of them, for example, foreign and tall; There are pure, fairy-like sisters, white-collar workers and small secretaries. Xiaoya's "white" has also become a feature, with a nickname, called "Ya Dabai".

The Foreign Languages Department has always had more women than men, and there are many people who covet Xiaoya, but I'm still the one who left recently. At that time, many roommates didn't think highly of me. They think I'm ugly, black and thin, I walk in a figure of eight, I can only play football, not a literary youth. I am ashamed to be a flower bodyguard. How can I be a couple with Xiaoya who is clean, energetic and as happy as a deer? I have no hope either. Fortunately, I am thick-skinned, and I don't talk nonsense with Xiaoya.

Once in a big class, I happened to sit with Xiaoya. That day, Xiaoya was in a very good mood. I didn't say a few words, but she shook her flower branches, and I was so excited that I forgot that I was an ugly man.

After class, I ran to my good friend Jiao Zhu and excitedly showed off my story of picking up girls with him, but Jiao Zhu's expression was cold. "Are you filling her soup?" He leisurely spit out a smoke ring. "Why do I think she is filling your soup?"

"Oh, my God." I was about to open my mouth to refute it, when it came to love, Jiao Zhu was much more experienced than me.

Jiao Zhu went on to say that love is poison, so be careful.

I looked at him and thought he was like a fortune-teller in a temple.

But his words still woke me up: Is Xiaoya really filling my soup? It seems that Xiaoya, not me, has the initiative in love. Think about it, if Xiaoya ignores me and refuses me directly, I will definitely turn around and hook up with the Foreign Languages Department or other girls. And does Xiaoya really need a boy who makes her happy, or a local boy who is familiar with Xiaohe City to take care of her? It's useless for those cowardly men who drool in the dark to secretly love.

Sure enough, I had a thick skin and asked her out soon: I climbed over the wall and watched the movie twice, and I also accompanied her to the ballroom for two dances as a bodyguard. I also took her and a tour guide to the city and helped the whole class find the bus and driver for the outing. Soon, I tasted the sweetness. When I came back from the cinema, I held her hand. In the ballroom, I hugged her waist and turned twice drunk; On the bus back to school, other people crowded us together. I hugged Xiaoya and Xiaoya tried to struggle. I held her tighter and her breasts clung to me. Later, I didn't struggle anymore.

The next night, I kissed her.

At that time, students in Xiaohe City fell in love, and there was a very rustic behavior called "weekend dance", which was ballroom dancing. Generally speaking, in such a spacious place as "Student Activity Center", it is from 7 to 9 on Friday and Saturday.

At that time, I felt very rustic, like the way college students played in the 1980 s. After entering the college, I was surprised to find that there was still a way to play. But this is a way of openly hooking up with girls, not obscene.

I'm shocked that Xiaoya actually likes dancing. I thought of what my roommate "Chrysanthemum" called "romantic, very romantic".

Once, I asked her, "Why do you like dancing?"

"Dancing is fun." Xiaoya smiled mercilessly.

The second time I accompanied her to the ballroom, I met Jamlom, a classmate from Xiaoya. Jamlom is a tall girl with a flat chest and a pair of glasses.

"Hey, little bald head." She took the initiative to chat with me.

I ignored her. My eyes still follow Xiaoya in the ballroom, and a handsome guy in a white shirt is holding her.

"Don't pretend, I know you, class two bald aki."

Now, I look up at her. She asked, "What happened to you and Dabai?"

"Fortunately, I am waiting."

"By that time?" Jamlom suddenly said, "Did you kiss?"

I gave her a white look.

"Look at your ghost, you must have kissed it." Jamlom then laughed at me. "Come on, little bald head. Dabai has a good impression on you. "

Hearing this, my bitterness came up again. "I don't have any hope. Yuan in your class likes her, too. How nice Ayuan is. He is tall with a white face and plays basketball well. " How well you digest in your body, and all the fat water you save flows outside. "

Speaking of Yuan, I was an imaginary rival in love. A yuan is the class grass in their class and an honest and reliable monitor. A Yuan's face is white and mine is black. Yuan is polite, I provoke the cat to hit the dog; Yuan's clean white shirt, and I'm wrinkled and torn. Half the girls in Ayuan's class like him, and all the girls in the class think I'm a freak. Yuan likes Xiaoya a little. It is said that they dated. On an empty afternoon, they taught Xiaoya to play basketball. At one time, everyone thought they were going to fall in love.

"Who knows, she is just like you." Jamlom sighed, "lights out at night, she said, it's you. Say that you are bald and fun. "

I watched Xiaoya spinning on the dance floor and froze. Unexpectedly, my charm is still so great.

Looking at me, Jamlom went on to say, "You've been watching it for a long time. It's cute. Don't tell Dabai what I just told you. "

When I walked out of the ballroom, Xiaoya squeezed my arm: "What did you say to Jamlom?"

I curled my lips. "Guess!"

"Guess you a big head ghost! Don't say it, tear your mouth. "

"I said, I am an ugly man, and you are an ugly woman. Do you want us to be together? Forget it. "

"Beautiful thinking." Xiaoya slapped me.

"Oh, you are quite distressed by me, and you know how to protect food." I teased her, put my hand around her waist.

She avoided me. "What are you thinking? I feel sorry for Jamlom. "

"Xiao Xu is really sorry." I smiled with malicious intent.

During that time, 1 1 month, I was going crazy. For me, love is addictive. All I can think about is how to play with Xiaoya. I can't sleep. I listen to Xiaoya's instructions during the day. If she gives me a bowl of poisoned wine, I will drink it as Coca-Cola. Just at night, looking forward to a step closer. Xiaoya was calm instead. She should go to class and study by herself. She usually just smiles, as if she had a happy event. Her roommate knew that she was in love, but she took a fancy to the bald and dark-skinned "idiot" in Class Two.

My roommate, King Kong, was a little dumbfounded. I can't believe I kissed Xiaoya! I protected my girlfriend without telling them any further details. We still had a French kiss, which was very enjoyable. They all envy me a lot of happiness and speed up their actions. "Chrysanthemum" never dared to tell me "romantic or not" comments.

Xiaoya once asked me a question, "When you first see a girl, where will you see it first?"

I was eighteen, and I didn't know what it meant. "What do you mean?"

Xiaoya looked at me in disgust. "Oh, that is, you see a girl, very strange, the first thing you see is appearance? Eyes? Chest, legs, or ass. "

Only then did I understand and said slowly, "hair."

"hmm." She paused. At that time, she was also naive. She heard from her experienced roommate that a sophisticated man looks at a woman's ass, a virgin looks at a girl's face, a pervert looks at her chest, and a timid and wretched man looks at her feet or calves. But I've never heard of looking at "hair"

Xiaoya touched her hair. She has short hair, black hair and straight hair. She said, "Well, I should grow it long."

In fact, at that time, I should say that she was most proud of her skin color. "At first glance, I can see that the skin color is white or not, and it is as white as Bai Ya." This will make you happy. As a result, I said that my hair was, um, typed correctly. In Xiaoya's mind, people who like to look at their hair are also innocent boys.

I was really a virgin at that time. In high school, I liked monitor Rujuan. When I was in senior three, I fell in love with a library girl named Xiaoxiao. She is twenty-two, with long curly hair, like a pony, and I am seventeen. I almost unconsciously told my first girlfriend Xiaoya about my secret love in high school. I had a chance to say goodbye to my virginity at Xiaoxiao's, but I was all thumbs and I screwed up.

That night, I kissed Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao buried me in her chest and asked me to kiss her chest. I feel horrible. At that moment, I suddenly felt that Xiaoxiao was not a virgin, but a woman several years older than me. When she touched my lower body, I shot at once. Smiled and shook his head and said, "Ha egg, take it off and I'll help you wash it." That night, I was empty inside, wearing pants and underwear hanging outside the window. I never got an erection again, Sasha fell asleep, and I fell asleep exhausted.

Not long after that, I never saw her again. I always comforted myself that rustling was my first woman. And I'm sure rustling won't think so.

"Ah, want to? Want to first love your girlfriend? " Xiaoya likes to pinch me and torture me gently with her thumb and forefinger.

"No, I'm looking to see if the security people have come." I said with a smile.

"Ha eggs, come here. Let him go. " Say, we kissed again.

In fact, I also asked why I was chosen, not just Ban Cao Ayuan.

"Ha eggs, if you are not handsome, that's right for me. I am not a superficial person. " It sounds to me that there is obviously some guilt in the tone.

I'm still steadfast. "Yuan is also very good, he is still the monitor. He is sensible, decent and polite. He is not like me. He has nothing to say, and he is particularly easy to offend people. "

At this time, Xiaoya finally shouted: "Ha egg, you are Pisces, I am Scorpio, a perfect match."

Speaking of constellations, I shut up. I'm not stupid enough to ask Ayuan what constellation.

Jiao Zhu doesn't think so. "You are the real egg. Think of a girl who came to a strange little place hundreds of kilometers away to study. She is usually fine. She has classes, weekends and holidays, and no one to accompany her all night. How can she live without a boyfriend? "

I nodded and said yes. Then, I asked, where is your girlfriend? She is studying in Changsha. What should I do?

Jiao Zhu was speechless, like a philosopher with constipation. "Hey, this day won't last long."

Judging from his tone, it is only a matter of time before we break up.

I don't care how Jiao Zhu feels. I fell madly in love with myself. At the end of 1 1, I often accompany her to study at night and go to the library or classroom. Xiaoya is a good girl who loves learning. Her English writing and oral English are excellent, which is one of the best in her class. When she studies, she is different. I am worse. After watching it for 3 minutes, I was distracted. Then, I harassed her. First, I held her hand and drew a heart on her hand, then my leg, then I was slapped by Xiaoya, and so on. It was not until an hour or two later that the library turned off the lights and the teaching building was cut off.

I'm not always such a hooligan. I also read books, but they are all in Chinese. I read Yu Hua first, then Su Tong and Mo Yuan, and almost had the idea of changing departments. Later, I was incorporated by Xiaoya's lessons.

Self-study is over, and there is still one hour before the dormitory closes. At this time, we often go for a walk by the stormy lake, or drill into the bamboo forest on the playground to make out. Like two cats in spring, we are often startled by couples in the dark.

What we couples in the dark need to worry about most is the patrol of the security department. These guys are also bored, holding broken flashlights all night, and we are caught, from giving lectures to calling counselors to lead people.

Xiaoya and I have been very careful about this. Even we will hide in the classroom of the teaching building and lock the door from the inside after lights out. Then, we will make out without restraint, and then sneak out from the side door of the teaching building. The administrator's uncle or aunt doesn't know at all. They often watch boring TV plays in the duty room at this time.

Speaking of which, it's ridiculous. Soon, Xiaoya and I had our first time, which happened in the classroom. Sure, after class in the evening.

After the first time, Xiaoya and I soon became bold. We often make out in the classroom next to the fire escape on the sixth floor of the chemistry building opposite the Foreign Languages Department. Because there is a computer room of chemistry department nearby, there are many outdated or worn-out chemical experiment teaching equipment on the sixth floor, and many classrooms are there. Only two or three empty classrooms are used as study rooms. Usually, few people come, and the chemistry department is unwilling to climb breathlessly to the sixth floor for self-study. So, this has become our secret world.

When we do this, we will be more careful. In fact, many times, we also feel guilty and know that this is inappropriate, but like two children, we found a delicious candy and hid in the dark and ate it secretly.

We all like rainy nights best. There are few people, the rustling sound of raindrops on the concrete floor, the sweet air and the strange smell of chemicals. The atmosphere is romantic and bold.

We were soon dissatisfied and all thought of the same place. Xiaoya was embarrassed to say, but I began to save money and found a small hotel near the school to make trouble every week. I usually go to pick a place four or five stops away from school, because it is too close, and I will meet my classmates or teachers. We are not afraid that others will know that we are in love, but it is inevitable that we will be embarrassed to know that we share a room. At that time, the school also cleaned up the surrounding small hotels, and it was a demerit to catch them.

In the room, with the door closed, it is our world. Once, it was very cold. There is a cold current in the south, and it is raining cold. We closed the window and played around in bed. Xiaoya suddenly let out a cry and ran to the window naked and looked out. I was shocked. I was just about to ask what was wrong when she said, "It's snowing."

I just looked at her, she was naked, and the bright light projected from the curtain made Xiaoya look concave and convex, so cute. I stood up, hugged her from behind and put my head around her white neck. "Really?" I said.

She turned and kissed me. "Aki, I like it when you kiss me." Afterwards, she kissed me.

The number of pranks has increased, and we feel that we are two degenerate children, with a sense of excitement and guilt. Every time, Xiaoya will double her study, and I will double my money or borrow money. Of course, I always pay the bill. I will buy some snacks and beer. After a long time, I will be hungry. We will eat snacks, watch TV and listen to the rain. Xiaoya will turn over and come up again. "Aki, do it again."

Every time, I put on a condom carefully. After a long time, I will be brave. When I heard that there was a safety period, I dared to do it without wearing a condom. The process is always careful. Xiaoya has always been afraid of getting pregnant, but I always make fun of her, and then she will get serious. "Don't play without it." I have no choice but to put it on and say, "How do you know it will?"

"Idiot Aki, I have feelings, I have strong vitality."

I smiled. Xiaoya is indeed a girl with strong vitality. She is not tall, her breasts are not big, and her appearance is not very beautiful. However, since the establishment of the relationship, every time she makes out, she is more devoted and crazier than me. Her skin is very white, which is the whitest girl I know. Among girls, she is as dazzling as a diamond and looks very energetic. Xiaoya's waist is still thin, her skin is slippery, and she has good endurance. She can do it for a long time every time, just like a pump. And I will think of the classic comment of Chrysanthemum.

"Pell, what are you thinking? Are you thinking about other women? " Xiaoya leaned her head against me. I stopped talking and continued to work hard.

Many times I wonder, we are all so excellent, what will happen next? Get married or have children? Will Xiaoya stay with me forever …

The more I think about it, the more confused I am. I fell in love with Xiaoya. I think it's a poisoned person who gradually finds himself a stingy, eccentric guy who can say inexplicable love words. "Xiaoya, you are mine." I hugged her and said.

"Ha egg, I am not you, I am myself." Xiaoya always seems to be more mature than me.

She said she had a sister, only two or three years older than her. In high school, she hoped to have sex with one of her teachers, stop studying and concentrate on being a mistress, which made the teacher's family fly like a dog and drove his parents crazy. Xiaoya was a senior one student at that time. Although she is not in love herself, she doesn't understand. She said, "My sister will like a married man, and I will like an ugly bald man. This is all because of our eccentric genes. "

I smiled. "What about now?"

Xiaoya sighed, "Nothing, the teacher is not divorced, she went to work in Zhuhai, and her parents denied it." Sometimes, give me a call once in a while, and never leave your phone number. "

I kept silent.

Xiaoya then said seriously, "Gui, no matter what, I won't let love get carried away and lose myself."

I think she is right, but I don't know why, it always feels strange. It's like a couple going to register for marriage, but the registrar has always stressed that marriage can, but it may not last forever …

I thought, 1996, my first year of college, so I ran away.

At 1996, of course, we didn't do anything serious. When I was a freshman, all schools would have a club recruitment war. I despised this activity and didn't join any clubs, but Xiaoya joined the drama club. I accompanied her to several drama club activities, either rehearsing or performing. At that time, they often arranged several famous plays, such as Thunderstorm and Hamlet. Xiaoya always tried to drag me into the drama club, but I couldn't go. I must have played a clown when I went there. I must be an "ugly man" and I never got a chance to turn over. Later, I joined the football team of the Foreign Languages Department, and Xiaoya didn't persuade me again.