Chapter 32

Han Shuo verbally agreed, but in reality he kept delaying. Many days had passed, and he still lied and said that the eggs were not ready yet, and he couldn't care less about that.

Meng Yuxiu's birthday is on Saturday, so Han Shuo is just hoping Friday comes quickly so he can go home and hide for a couple of days. As for returning to school, he'll figure that out later. In short, he'll get through Saturday first.

After all, he had previously told Meng Yuxiu that he would "do the mission on your birthday," which instilled in Meng Yuxiu the deep impression that he would do the mission on his birthday. So now that their identities have changed, Meng Yuxiu still remembers this very well.

Han Shuo thought that if Meng Yuxiu mentioned staying at school this weekend, he would make up various excuses to avoid it. Never mind, he'd already given him a birthday present anyway.

To make it look convincing, Han Shuo didn't dare to do morning exercises for several days in a row. Listening to the lively music, he could only stay alone in the deserted classroom, feeling bored.

Unlike Han Shuo, Meng Yuxiu wouldn't pester him like before, running to the classroom after every class to find him.

However, at noon, in the afternoon, and after evening self-study, he would always wait for Han Shuo at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor.

And after only a few words, she would ask Han Shuo, "Is your injury healed?"

Han Shuo immediately glanced nervously at the students leaving school and said to Meng Yuxiu, "Not yet."

Meng Yuxiu leaned close to him as they walked down the crowded corridor and asked softly, "Didn't you apply any medicine?"

Han Shuo subtly nudged him with his elbow, trying to create some distance without appearing deliberately ostracizing him. "Oops, wipe it off. How am I supposed to walk if you're not this close to me?"

Meng Yuxiu was completely unaware of what was happening, and asked again, "Do you want me to help you apply the medicine?"

"No, no, no." Han Shuo almost revealed a hint of impatience in his tone, but he stopped himself in time. He added slowly, "It doesn't hurt as much now, I can wipe it myself. Well, it's not that bad, although it doesn't hurt as much, it still hurts a little."

“Okay.” Meng Yuxiu nodded.

As the two walked out of the teaching building and across the playground, they parted ways just before reaching the dormitory building. Han Shuo noticed Meng Yuxiu slightly parting his lips, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Just as the other person was about to speak, Han Shuo instantly realized what was happening. He clutched his stomach and exclaimed, "Ouch, I can't take it anymore! My stomach suddenly hurts! I need to go to the toilet to poop!"

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

He endured the grueling wait until Thursday afternoon, and with just one more day to go before he was finally free, Han Shuo's heavy mood eased considerably.

The snow had been falling on and off for several days, but it stopped today. During morning self-study, the principal mobilized all the students to go to the playground to shovel snow. Han Shuo didn't go because he had to pretend to be in a bad mood.

The snow around the school was still thick, but the snow on the playground had been mostly cleared, and at least a dozen snowmen of various sizes had been built.

The boys hadn't played ball for several days, so as soon as the bell rang, they called for each other in the classroom.

Han Shuo had been itching to do it for days. Although Meng Yuxiu wouldn't bother him during the ten-minute break between classes, he had to go downstairs to get to the playground, and going downstairs meant taking the stairs. In case he ran into Meng Yuxiu, he decided to give up.

So he told Pan Xiaodong, the preserved egg tofu, and the others not to go downstairs to play today, but to play in the classroom.

Pan Xiaodong: "How can we play in the classroom? The snow on the playground is gone."

Han Shuo snatched the basketball from his hand and started bouncing it on the concrete floor of the classroom, saying as he did so, "Isn't it nice to play in the classroom? It's too cold outside."

Pidan: "Won't you warm up after playing ball for a while?"

Han Shuo: "Can't I be physically weak?"

Doufu chuckled and said, "You didn't go home with Meng Yuxiu last week, and you've been staying in the dorm for two days. Are you already this weak?"

Pan Xiaodong and Pidan understood the implication and chuckled mischievously. Han Shuo shook his head speechlessly, too lazy to pay them any attention.

"Ha!" He dribbled the ball left and right, his shoes screeching as they rubbed against the concrete.

Several male students were having a great time playing at the back of the classroom when Han Shuo got excited and demonstrated his dunking skills to them.

Although there was no basketball hoop in the classroom, it was fine. He told Pan Xiaodong and the others to temporarily use the classroom door frame as a basketball hoop. Then he grabbed the basketball, rushed over, and jumped towards the door frame.

"Let me show you what a real Slam Dunk looks like..." However, the moment Han Shuo sprang up, a clean and aloof face came into view.

Han Shuo's brain went blank for a moment, and he almost collapsed into the door with his legs giving way while holding the basketball.

Holy crap, what's he doing here?

Han Shuo was so nervous that he forgot to act. He twitched his lips and gave a dry laugh: "You were looking for me?"

However, Meng Yuxiu seemed to have something more important to do, and didn't even notice Han Shuo's agile movements just now.

Excitement gleamed in Meng Yuxiu's eyes as he pulled Han Shuo halfway down the stairs.

Han Shuo asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

When Meng Yuxiu pulled a tattered piece of paper from his pocket, Han Shuo shuddered as if in response to a stress reaction.

The note was now a nightmare for him. What did that mean? He suddenly looked up and stared at Meng Yuxiu.

Meng Yuxiu suppressed his excitement and asked Han Shuo to open it and take a look.

"I don't want to watch..."

Meng Yuxiu reached for the note and said, "Then I'll read it to you."

Han Shuo clenched the note tightly, "I'll fucking read it myself!"

"Okay." Meng Yuxiu let go of her hand and stood obediently to the side.

Han Shuo almost grimaced as he opened the note, his eyes twitching wildly as if he couldn't bear to look at its contents.

The next second, his head buzzed, and he almost stumbled and tumbled down the stairs, but luckily Meng Yuxiu caught him in time.

"Damn it!..." Han Shuo felt his blood pressure rise. He frowned and gasped for breath, cursing at Meng Yuxiu for days, "I'm fucking fed up! This lousy novel must have been written by your relative! They're so biased, they've gone all the way to America!"

Meng Yuxiu said innocently, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's the scrap of paper you gave me last time."

Han Shuo cursed under his breath: "Then why are you even competing? Are you bored out of your mind?!"

Meng Yuxiu said to him seriously, "Han Shuo, luckily I tried my best, and that's how we found out that the fifty-times mission had to be completed before midnight on December 26th, and the first time had to be completed within thirty minutes. If it wasn't completed, the second mission couldn't be done."

Han Shuo couldn't catch his breath again, and he yelled at Meng Yuxiu's face, "So should I thank you?!"

Damn it! But Han Shuo's cursing was useless; he couldn't escape the fifteenth day of the lunar month after all!

He really wanted to punch the wall and roar to the sky. But perhaps because he had already experienced the devastating blow of losing everything, his mental fortitude had been strengthened considerably by this second piece of bad news.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and resigned himself to his fate. However, he couldn't maintain a pleasant expression anymore. He impatiently raised his chin at Meng Yuxiu and said, "So, what are your plans?"

Meng Yuxiu was incredibly patient to complete the mission. Even with Han Shuo's sour face, he remained calm and composed, saying, "My birthday is the 25th, and the 26th is the latest deadline to finish the first one. I think it's safer to do it on my birthday, right?"

Han Shuo chuckled twice: "Where do you plan to do it?"

Meng Yuxiu glanced at the other students in the corridor above the stairs, then lowered his voice and leaned closer to Han Shuo, saying, "My birthday is on Saturday, so we can stay in the dorm this week instead of going back..."

Even though Han Shuo had guessed it, he still couldn't help but frown and stare at Meng Yuxiu, clicking his tongue repeatedly: "Look at what you're saying! Do you still act like a good seventeen-year-old student? Is this something a good student would say? I'm ashamed, if you're not!"

Meng Yuxiu fell silent after Han Shuo's words. His ears turned red first, then his cheeks, and finally his neck turned red.

He gently squeezed Han Shuo's arm and asked in a low voice, "Then you say..."

What nonsense! Han Shuo had already compromised long ago. What other options did he have? Oh well, it's all the same whether we do it sooner or later.

But as he shook off Meng Yuxiu's hand and returned to the classroom, he still muttered angrily, "So annoying!"

However, to his surprise, one piece of bad news after another came, as if they were targeting him and tormenting him relentlessly.

During evening self-study, he was so upset about this that he couldn't even listen to Pidan and the others telling jokes.

A short while later, the homeroom teacher came into the classroom and announced some news.

"Because of the snow that has fallen for several days in a row, although the snow has stopped, the snow on the roads in the towns and villages is still very thick. Considering the safety of the students, the school has decided that there will be no weekend off this week. Classes will still be held during the day, but there will be no evening self-study. Everyone can make their own arrangements, but you must be back in your dormitory before 10 p.m.."

As soon as the words were spoken, not only did the classroom of Class 7 erupt in groans, but the noise from the next class could also be heard, and in an instant, the entire teaching building was probably in an uproar.

Among these people, Han Shuo's wails were the loudest.

Han Shuo felt like his world had collapsed. He had originally thought that he was going to get fucked anyway, so he had chosen to go to Meng Yuxiu's bed in his dormitory to avoid making a mess afterward. But now, as soon as evening self-study was over, even if Meng Yuxiu didn't look for him, he would rush to find Meng Yuxiu.

However, Meng Yuxiu was clearly more anxious. As soon as the bell rang for the end of evening self-study, he ran to Class 7's classroom.

Once everyone had left the classroom, he quickly discussed with Han Shuo, "How about we go to the county town and find a hotel on Saturday?"

Han Shuo glared and yelled, "Looking for a hotel? Hah, do you even have money? Do you know how much a room costs?"

Meng Yuxiu was speechless after being scolded. After a moment of silence, he said, "I'll go and see if I can borrow it from someone."

Han Shuo wanted to roll his eyes. "I'm speechless! You have to borrow money to even get a hotel room! Are you some kind of crazy young man?"

Meng Yuxiu hesitated for a moment, then said guiltily, "How about you use the money you got from selling scrap metal to pay for it first..."

Han Shuo cursed, "Damn it! Who's sleeping with me, me or you? I'm letting you sleep with me, and I have to pay for it myself?! So all this hard work selling scrap is just to earn money for losing my virginity?"

"I'll earn money to pay you back later," Meng Yuxiu muttered softly.

"..." At this moment, Han Shuo was speechless. He never dreamed that one day he would be arguing with a seventeen-year-old kid about having sex and booking a hotel room, just like arguing at the entrance of a vegetable market.

But seeing the shy and upset little kid next to him, Han Shuo could only say irritably, "I don't make much money selling scraps, it's not enough."

Meng Yuxiu lowered his eyes and remained silent.

The two remained silent in the quiet classroom.

After a while, Meng Yuxiu tentatively suggested, "How about... we go to the countryside?"

"ha?"

Han Shuo felt that he must have been out of his mind to agree to Meng Yuxiu's absurd request on Thursday night.

The last class on Saturday afternoon was a self-study period. Before class, Meng Yuxiu came to Class 7 to find him because the two of them were going to have sex in the wild that night. However, since it was their first time, they still had to do some cleaning beforehand.

Because the cafeteria only provides hot water for two hours before and after meals, Meng Yuxiu specifically came to tell Han Shuo that he was going to get hot water now, and that he should take a shower afterward.

The thought of being treated like a pig for the New Year, thoroughly cleaned and then about to be stabbed filled Han Shuo with irritation.

"You should wash yourself clean first."

Meng Yuxiu blushed and said, "Okay, I'll get some hot water first, and I'll call you when I'm done washing."

"No need, I'll go down halfway through the self-study class later."

"Okay." Meng Yuxiu nodded and was about to go downstairs.

Han Shuo grabbed his arm.

"What's wrong?" Meng Yuxiu stopped and asked, puzzled.

Han Shuo cleared his throat, then said awkwardly, "Um... make sure you wash it clean, okay?"

Meng Yuxiu: "Yes, I know."

"What I mean is," Han Shuo glanced around at the people, grabbed Meng Yuxiu's shoulder, and pulled him closer, "you need to clean yourself thoroughly, inside and out! Damn! I mean, you need to take out that... skin, you know, if it's too long, you have to turn it inside out and wash it, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Yuxiu's face instantly turned bright red. He stammered awkwardly, "My... well, my skin isn't long enough..."

Han Shuo pushed him away, "Fine, go ahead."

After watching him enter the classroom, Meng Yuxiu blushed and ran downstairs.

He went back to Class 1 first and borrowed thermos bottles from his roommates. Considering that taking a shower in winter would waste hot water, he borrowed more than a dozen thermos bottles in total.

He went back to his dormitory and carried more than a dozen thermos bottles back and forth to the cafeteria. He was still in self-study class, and this was the first time he had sneaked out before get out of class ended.

There were no students in the cafeteria, only two middle-aged women busily tidying up.

The copper pipe for boiling water gurgled and popped, so he pulled out the wooden stopper, aimed the thermos at the tap, and after filling all the dozen or so thermos flasks with water, he carried them back and forth to the bathhouse next door.

This bathhouse has no hot water, so this is probably the first time in many years that it has seen business this winter.

Han Shuo wouldn't arrive for a while, so Meng Yuxiu took a bath alone in the bathhouse.

He kept wetting himself with a towel from the bucket, and as the warm water flowed down, it clashed with the low temperature in the bathhouse, causing his skin to shiver as if he were not used to it.

But Meng Yuxiu didn't feel cold. When the water flowed over a certain spot, his mind suddenly became clear, reminding him of what was about to happen that night.

His heart pounded, and even though there were still several hours to go, he could already feel a growing excitement.

He rarely paid close attention to himself, but at this moment he couldn't help but lower his eyes to look down.

Today is his first time, and it's also his birthday. He never imagined his birthday would be so special.

Thinking of this, the boy, who had just turned eighteen, couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly, and then vigorously washed himself with a towel.

But at the same time, he was extremely nervous. When he was almost finished washing, he took a deep breath and whispered to it, "Come on, come on."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Han Shuo's voice, which startled him.

Han Shuo carried a cloth bag containing clean clothes and walked in from the outside, lifting the cotton curtain.

"Who are you going to cheer up to all by yourself here?"

Meng Yuxiu subconsciously turned to the side, blocking Han Shuo's view. But Han Shuo was in no mood to look at him; he took off his cotton-padded coat and then his thermal underwear.

He had barely taken it off when he was so cold that he cried out and jumped up and down.

"Aww! It's so cold!!!"

Meng Yuxiu quickly dried himself off and changed into clean clothes. He glanced at Han Shuo's white buttocks and hurriedly said, "I'll wait for you outside."

After Meng Yuxiu left, Han Shuo squatted on the ground, shivering as he took a bath.

After finishing dinner, Han Shuo returned to his dormitory and lay down on his bed. There was no evening self-study session today, so it was still early.

He and Meng Yuxiu had to wait until at least eight o'clock before they could go out.

Around eight o'clock, Meng Yuxiu came to the dormitory to call him, and also brought a pair of tall rubber boots.

Han Shuo felt uncomfortable changing his shoes in front of his roommates, so he went to the corridor.

Meng Yuxiu squatted down to put the tall rubber boots on his feet, but Han Shuo stopped him, saying, "I can do it myself, don't do this."

"Alright." Meng Yuxiu had no choice but to let go of his hand, and then quietly watched Han Shuo put on his shoes.

"Where did these rubber shoes come from?"

Meng Yuxiu said he borrowed it from the gatekeeper.

After Han Shuo put on his shoes, he noticed that Meng Yuxiu wasn't wearing rubber shoes, so he asked, "What about you?"

There is only one pair.

Han Shuo frowned. He instinctively wanted to take it off and put it on Meng Yuxiu, but then he thought, damn it! Why should he?! He's the one who's going to get fucked later!

Thinking of this, Han Shuo angrily convinced himself: Today he deserves to enjoy Meng Yuxiu's service, damn it, he deserves it!

Seeing Han Shuo about to leave, Pidan Doufu asked from the upper bunk, "Where are you going in this freezing weather?"

Han Shuo stammered and made up an excuse to get away with it, then quickly told Meng Yuxiu to leave the dormitory.

Since it was Meng Yuxiu who suggested going outdoors, Han Shuo stood on the steps of the dormitory building and asked, "Where are we going now?"

Meng Yuxiu pondered for a moment, then pointed to their usual spot, "Under the tree?"

"Damn it!" Han Shuo cursed. "I don't want to be on the playground, so close to the dorm. What's the difference between this and two dogs on the street?"

Besides, the preserved egg and tofu had just been curious about where he was going, and he didn't want to be caught while he was with Meng Yuxiu. That would be like being a dog on the street, being laughed at by people even before they separated; he'd rather be dead.

Meng Yuxiu thought for a moment, "How about we go to the fields behind the teaching building?"

Han Shuo didn't care; it was all in the wild anyway, so there was no difference.

So the two of them walked towards the back of the teaching building. They didn't use flashlights. Actually, the snow in the fields was still quite thick, and the light reflected off the snow was still fairly bright. If you looked closely, Han Shuo could clearly see Meng Yuxiu's delicate features.

However, it was definitely very cold. Han Shuo stepped on the crunching snow and breathed in the thin, cold air. He immediately regretted it.

The fields were covered with a blanket of white snow, making it impossible to distinguish between the ridges and the fields.

Looking at this scene, Han Shuo felt more and more that he must have lost his mind. He had only ever heard of playing with cannons in the wild, and this was the first time he had ever heard of a snowball fight.

He frowned and said to Meng Yuxiu, "Hey, how about we reschedule for another day? It's too cold."

Meng Yuxiu pursed his lips, and after a few seconds he managed to say, "Let's do it today, they've all come out already."

Han Shuo clicked his tongue in annoyance: "Seriously, aren't you cold? Your little brother's all huddled up in a ball, isn't he?"

“No reduction…” Meng Yuxiu said.

"Really?" Han Shuo didn't believe it, so he reached out and grabbed a handful.

"Damn!" Han Shuo exclaimed, "Is your thing kept at a constant temperature 24 hours a day? It can still get hard in this cold weather?"

However, at the same time, Han Shuo was subconsciously thinking that it was fortunate he wasn't the top, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get hard in this awful weather.

Meng Yuxiu asked hesitantly, "Han Shuo, can we start the mission now?"

Han Shuo sighed heavily, as if facing death, "Alright, let's begin."

"good……"

But when it was really time to start, Meng Yuxiu panicked a little because he was a novice and had no idea how to take the first step under these circumstances.

So he walked from Han Shuo's left to his right, and then from his right to his back, still hesitantly touching Han Shuo's waist with his finger.

Han Shuo listened to the crunching sound of his shoes on the snow and said impatiently, "Are you even capable of this?"

Meng Yuxiu hesitated for a moment before finally asking the question that had been bothering him: "Han Shuo, shouldn't we kiss first?"

Wow, this kid has a lot of demands.

Han Shuo turned his head and looked at him, saying, "What the hell are you kissing? You've been kissing for so long and you're still not done? Stop kissing, hurry up and finish what you were doing in half an hour, I'm freezing."

"All right."

Hearing the slight grievance in Meng Yuxiu's tone, Han Shuo was in no mood for any intimate foreplay; he just wanted to finish quickly.

So he urged again, "Hurry up and get on with your business!"

Meng Yuxiu stared at Han Shuo's back in the darkness. Finally, he gritted his teeth, slowly slipped his hand inside Han Shuo's clothes, and slowly began to unbutton Han Shuo's pants.

Han Shuo's head suddenly felt like it was going to explode, and his scalp tingled. In the quiet atmosphere, listening to Meng Yuxiu's increasingly rapid breathing, he realized with a start that the person unbuttoning his pants was a man.

Because of his nervousness, Meng Yuxiu couldn't unbutton his trousers for a long time.

Han Shuo couldn't stand this agonizing moment any longer, and he cursed under his breath, "Stop being so slow, I'll do it myself!"

As he spoke, he simply pulled down his pants, and instantly a wave of cold air rushed into his skin, making him shiver violently.

Meng Yuxiu's heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest. He made out Han Shuo's buttocks in the blurry light, and his anger flared up instantly.

...

It was the first time the inexperienced young man had lost his virginity, and he was facing a particularly challenging man. He was as anxious as a headless fly.

The more anxious he became, the worse it got. Finally, Han Shuo urged him, "What the hell are you doing?! Are you even going to do it or not?!"

Fearing that Han Shuo would pull up his pants and leave, Meng Yuxiu, in a moment of panic, deliberately pushed forward heavily.

The frustrating thing is that the force was too great, and he didn't even realize what was happening, nor did Han Shuo.

In that brief half-second of lightning speed, Han Shuo felt as if Meng Yuxiu had suddenly pushed his body several miles away, and his two arms moved rapidly in mid-air like propellers, making two quick circles.

"Aaaaaahh ...

However, Han Shuo only managed to utter one howl before Meng Yuxiu saw him suddenly collapse onto the snow in front of him with a "thud".

Like a frog that's been trampled flat on the street, it's face down, arms and legs spread wide, and its two "buttocks" are sticking out.