If you do it on top the first time, it will hurt terribly.
"You'll be in excruciating pain if you do it on top the first time."
28.
Chongming and Han Li had very little interaction.
The thing that impressed him most about Han Li was when he came to find Lan Jian to walk back to the dormitory together. Lan Jian was still busy with her own things, so she asked Han Li to wait for her. Han Li was idly scrolling through his phone at her seat when it suddenly gave him a message notification. He tensed up. Chongming, who was sitting next to him, was also scrolling through his phone while waiting for the simulation results. He caught a glimpse of Han Li's panicked reaction out of the corner of his eye. He pretended nothing was wrong and focused on his phone, but then a warning popped up on the lab's monitoring network.
The nuclear research institute's network is monitored in real time.
Each lab has dedicated personnel responsible for network monitoring, but students won't know about this unless they're the person in charge. Occasionally, students watch adult films or play violent games in the lab, and as long as it doesn't involve classified information, the administrators usually turn a blind eye. Chongming is naturally in charge of network monitoring in the heavy particle lab. When he saw the warning message about a BDSM hookup app, he didn't take it seriously, simply assuming Han Li was a libertine.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chongming heard that Lan Jian and Han Li were together, which he found somewhat absurd. He had told her to please herself and to have a real relationship; surely not just any trashy man would do?
Before leaving the country with Xue Xiang, Chongming told Lan Jian, "While I'm gone, the lab will be relying on you!"
Ma Yuehe probably overheard this. One weekend, during routine power maintenance at the nuclear research institute, the computers were turned off and couldn't be accessed remotely. The young guys in the lab were complaining bitterly. Ma Yuehe helped everyone restart their computers, except for the two in Chongming.
It wasn't until three days later, in the evening, that Chongming asked Lanjian if she was in the lab, saying that his connection seemed to be down. Lanjian then realized that Ma Yuehe hadn't turned on her computer. Because of the time difference, when Chongming sent the message, Ma Yuehe and Senior Sister Hui, who had clocked in, had already left. The project students didn't have lab keys, and Lanjian wasn't familiar with the foreign students who had just entered the lab. So she had to ask Han Li to get the key from her and go back to the lab to turn on Chongming's computer.
Chongming didn't know that Lanjian needed his internship report that day, and Lanjian didn't tell him that he wasn't in the lab.
But Chongming still found out that Han Li had turned on the computer for him. His administrator account had received another alert about the same device model as before. This time it wasn't adult software, but a highly private hotel where Han Li was booking a room.
When the hotel's website attempted to crawl the nuclear research institute's IP address, it was blocked by the monitoring program.
Chongming was conflicted at the time. Most of the time, when dealing with Lanjian, Chongming had a self-comforting attitude of letting things slide—he didn't want to be the behind-the-scenes manipulator who forced the innocent Meng Lanjian into a well-behaved adult. He could teach her academics and enlighten her when she encountered difficulties in her love life, but he never wanted to lecture her with a bunch of grand principles, much less interfere in her personal relationships.
But when he clearly knew what kind of person her boyfriend was, how could he bear to watch her get involved with him without knowing anything about it? He wanted to protect Meng Lanjian, but he wasn't by her side, so he had to find another way.
Guan Shaoxiao, the only student in the accelerator lab, must be the administrator of the monitoring program. Chongming contacted Guan Shaoxiao to ask if he knew anything about Han Li. Guan Shaoxiao and Zhuang Huiting were both administrators; they couldn't reveal other people's privacy, but there were some things they both knew.
Chongming was a senior student at the university. Although he was somewhat ashamed of his own behavior, the laboratory's network domain was originally intended for research institute use. If Han Li did not use the public network for private matters, it would be difficult for anyone to find fault with him.
Guan Shaoxiao was a shrewd man. If Chongming hadn't spoken up, everyone would have tacitly agreed to pretend nothing had happened. But since Chongming had come to him for the first time to ask about Han Li, it could only be related to Meng Lanjian. Guan Shaoxiao immediately instructed Zhuang Huiting to keep an eye on the lab's network. Sure enough, a few days later, when Han Li was confirming hotel information, they found out that he was going to book a room with Lanjian.
On New Year's Eve, Meng Lanjian and Han Li met after a long time. He was busy finishing up his internship and wasn't on the twelfth floor. As they ate and drank, he sat down in the empty seat next to Lanjian.
"Lanjian, I have something I want to tell you."
Lan Jian looked at Han Li, whose face looked somewhat haggard, suggesting that he hadn't been having a good time lately. Lan Jian got up and followed him to a flower bed by the back door of the restaurant. A cool breeze blew by, and Han Li draped his scarf over Lan Jian's legs.
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"I'm glad you'd like to have dinner with me today."
"We were classmates, and it's only right that we see you off as you go to serve in the military."
"Han Li, there's something I want to ask you."
"I know what you want to ask. You want to know if I've let Senior Sister Zhuang and Lao Guan know about my situation." By this time, Han Li's mindset had become very calm. "Before, I really didn't let them know about my situation."
Lan Jian was taken aback.
“But the day we went to Yinye, you kept getting calls from both of them. The more I thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. The timing of their calls was too coincidental. So I confronted Lao Guan. Lao Guan wouldn't say anything, saying he guessed it himself.” Han Li paused. “But I think if there has to be someone who knows the truth, then that person is very likely Chongming.”
Meng Lanjian suddenly stood up from the cold stone bricks. "What did you say?!"
"Do you remember that time you asked me to turn on Chongming's computer? After his computer booted up, there was a startup program with a very conspicuous icon, so I looked up the program later, but there was no information about it." Han Li thought for a moment before choosing his words. "So I guessed that it was a network monitoring program."
"Because I helped him turn on his computer and booked the hotel on the same day as him."
Without Han Li needing to say more, Meng Lanjian could guess what was to come.
Chongming is abroad, and given his connections with Lan Jian, even if he were to openly admit that he knew about their plans to book a hotel room, he wouldn't have the right to interfere. Only Zhuang Huiting and Guan Shaoxiao, those two meddlesome and fiercely protective individuals, would risk everything to prevent Lan Jian and Han Li from taking their relationship any further.
Now that things have come to this, what is there that Meng Lanjian doesn't understand?
She sat up in bed. The digital clock in the game room ticked down, showing the date as January 2nd. Han Li would be going to serve in the military the following day.
January 2nd.
On this same day last year, after Lan Jian lamented that Zheng Xuerou was going abroad to pursue her doctorate, Chongming chimed in, "But for me, it's not a good day at all."
That day, Meng Lanjian finally learned that Chongming already had a girlfriend he had been dating for some time.
From that day on, Lan Jian never looked at Chongming with focus again.
Their gazes met only briefly, the figures in their eyes vanishing in an instant.
On the day of Chongming Grandma's funeral, she asked him if he would still send her senior abroad, and he told her to learn to please herself.
After going around in circles, time seems to have returned to this day.
Meng Lanjian returned to the day when she clearly realized that Chongming would not belong to her.
"Lanjian, I..."
Chongming wanted to explain, but no matter how he explained, the only conclusion he would reach was that he had indeed done something despicable and interfered in her and her ex-boyfriend's hotel room encounter.
He prided himself on being an upright and honest gentleman, and the younger generation at the nuclear research institute all took him as a role model.
However, he used his power as a senior student to pry into other people's privacy.
This matter has always been a grudge he harbors in his heart.
Now the time has finally come for a face-to-face confrontation.
His throat felt sore and dry, and he couldn't form a coherent sentence.
"Why did you do that?" Meng Lanjian stood up from the bed. There was a significant height difference between her and Chongming, but now that she was standing on the bed at eye level with him, her aura seemed to increase considerably. "What business is it of yours, my senior, that I booked a room with Han Li?"
"Say it?!"
Chongming's heart was being hammered by Meng Lanjian's relentless questioning.
Her persistent questioning was like a sharp knife hanging over his head, dripping blood and tears again and again.
Chongming could no longer endure such torment.
His hand, which had been hovering over the light switch, suddenly reached out and gripped Lan Jian's swaying waist. Before his kiss landed, Lan Jian heard him grit his teeth and growl, "Why do you think I am?!"
The fierce and violent kisses fell like a storm.
They forgot who bit the other's lips and tongue first, and no one cared who tore at the other's clothes first. Meng Lanjian was pulled back onto the mattress by Chongming, who was naked and pressed down on her.
Her chest heaved violently, and she conveyed the frequency of her breathing to him.
After a passionate kiss, Meng Lanjian suddenly hooked her arm around Chongming's neck and forcefully pulled him down. Following her movement, Chongming spun around and ended up on top of her.
Lan Jian spread her legs, propped herself up on Chongming's shoulders, and leaned forward. His erect penis pressed against her buttocks. She sat on Chongming's groin, swaying her hips back and forth, rubbing his hardness against her labia.
All the unfinished love affairs seemed to find an outlet at this moment.
Chongming impatiently bent his legs and pulled down his underwear. He reached out, pinched his penis, and slapped Lan Jian's pert buttocks. "Get off!"
Lan Jian frowned and refused: "No."
"Do you want to die?" Tonight, Chongming was a completely different person, his dignified demeanor in front of others was gone. He was as fierce as a wild beast just released from its cage, grabbing Lanjian's half-covered breasts and kneading them hard. She still had her bra straps hanging on her shoulders. Chongming pulled at them while panting and said, "Your first time will be on top of me. You'll be in so much pain."
Provoked by his mention of "the first time," Meng Lanjian angrily grabbed Chongming's neck and said hatefully, "What makes you think I should remain chaste for you? What makes you think..."
Chongming indulged her venting of anger, and he also vented his hidden lust in his own way. He ripped off Meng Lanjian's underwear, and held the large tip in his hand, poking it repeatedly at her wet vulva.
Meng Lanjian parted her flower lips, and in the ensuing chaos, Chongming's head shoved inside.
The warm, moist opening of his mouth enveloped the hard, hot tip. Chongming was so captivated by this unfamiliar sensation that he lost all sense of reason.
Even though only her vulva was being stretched open, Meng Lanjian felt as if her entire body was being stretched open. She groped for Chongming's hand, which had been caressing her beneath her, and her hand, which had been gripping his neck, now rested on his firm chest muscles. She stared intently at Chongming; he seemed to be struggling internally, but without the slightest hesitation, she lowered herself down onto him—
"I am still a virgin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chongming's penis was tightly gripped by the tight and moist passage. He could clearly feel himself breaking through a thin membrane, but Lanjian endured the tearing pain and the speed of her fall increased instead of decreasing. She wanted to sit all the way down in one go, but because she didn't produce enough fluid, she was stuck halfway down.
Her face was contorted in pain.
Chongming snapped out of his daze and hurriedly grabbed her slender waist, controlling her body to prevent her from continuing.
Blood mixed with vaginal fluid seeped from her vulva.
Chongming closed his eyes in regret; at this moment, he was in boundless pain, both physically and mentally.
Why is this happening?
Chongming saw Lanjian looking at him with tears in her eyes. He reached out, but only touched a strand of Lanjian's hair.
Lan Jian turned her head away from Chongming's hand. Her body trembled, and her bra was still hanging awkwardly on her body. She suddenly began to sob softly.
Chongming's eyes also stung. He slowly propped himself up, their genitals still locked in a tight grip, penetrating deeper into her passage as he rose. But right now, the pain in his lower body was no longer the worst pain.
Chongming embraced Lanjian with an irresistible force, pulling her into his arms.
He wanted to apologize, but he always had no choice in the matter.
But right now, even their first time having sex was initiated by her.
What would she think?
She would only feel that she had also become a factor that made him "unable to control himself".
Chongming grew increasingly distressed, feeling as if he had truly become the fish in the dried-up spring, about to suffocate.
"Lanjian," Chongming heard Lanjian sobbing beside him, unaware that he himself was also speaking with a sob in his voice, "Hold me tight, okay?"
My embrace also needs to be held tighter by you.
So hold me tight, okay?
@Author: Chapter Twenty-Eight, Dedication to Chongming at Twenty-Eight.
@Chongming: Do I look happy to you?
@Lanjian: Is my back already broken?
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