Marriage and perseverance
On May 5, 2014, when the team confirmed the roster for the race, Xiaofeng offered to join them. Afterward, Fourth Uncle asked her to chat alone: "This tour will last two months. Are you sure you want to go?"
Xiao Feng answered without thinking: "Go."
"Why don't you discuss this with Wenqing?"
"He's going on a business trip soon, and it'll probably be a few months before he can come home."
Fourth Uncle looked at her and said hesitantly, "Have you two been having a quarrel recently?"
"Fourth Uncle, are you worried about my performance in the game?" Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Several coaches have said you're in great shape."
"That's what I mean. I'm feeling really good right now and I really want to compete. Please take me with you." She clasped her hands together in a praying gesture, with excitement shining in her eyes.
Xiaofeng won all five races. She smiled heartily as her teammates celebrated, but when the competition was over and she was alone, tears welled up in her eyes, tears piercing her heart.
Xiaofeng went home, and Wenqing was away on a business trip. To prepare for the September make-up exam, Xiaofeng began to study on her own, sometimes at home, but more often in the study room.
In the study room late at night, only the cold light of the computer screen reflected on her face. She stared at the search page, her stomach churning, making her feel uneasy.
The next night, Xiaofeng changed a few keywords and continued searching. His fingertips hesitated on the keyboard for a long time, and the pain in his stomach felt like a hand was tearing it apart.
The weather was still hot, and Xiaofeng remembered that she hadn't driven a racing car for more than a month. The setting sun dyed the whole street orange and red. Wenqing's message also rang at this moment: "Come home on the 20th, honey, I miss you so much!" The moment she saw the message, she curled up on the sofa with her phone in her hand, and couldn't help crying all night.
On August 19, 2014, Jiang Wan hurried out after receiving a call. Before leaving, she told Jiang Heng, "Wenqing said he's on a red-eye flight and will arrive tomorrow morning. I called Xiaofeng but she couldn't get through. The lights at home seem to be on, I'll go check."
When Jiang Wan came back, she said with a worried look on her face, "Xiaofeng has a fever. She said she'll go to the hospital if it doesn't go away by tomorrow. I'm so sleepy now and want to sleep."
The sound of the door opening in the early morning was as gentle as the breeze, and the sound of footsteps and the movement of getting into bed were so light that they might have startled a feather. A cool hand gently touched Xiaofeng's head. She grabbed the hand and murmured, "You're back."
The hand slid down her arm and gently stroked her back. Xiaofeng froze and dared not move, humming "Wenqing" in a thick nasal voice. Then, another hand reached out, and warm lips covered her lips with a domineering breath. Xiaofeng trembled all over, and the fire in her heart that had been suppressed for a long time was instantly ignited. The hot kiss spread from her lips to her collarbone, and then fell down to her lower abdomen... The longing and desire that had accumulated for a long time completely broke out at this moment. She gradually relaxed, cooperated with all her strength, and released her suppressed moans. This was her first time to experience physical intimacy. The unfamiliar pain and indescribable pleasure intertwined, impacting every inch of her nerves.
When Xiaofeng woke up, she heard the sound of water in the bathroom. Her whole body ached, and she endured the discomfort and turned over. Wenqing finished his shower and lay back on the bed. Without even opening her eyes, Xiaofeng snuggled into his arms, buried her face in his chest, and shyly called out, "Wenqing... I love you."
When Wen Qing woke up, Xiao Feng was gently caressing his face with the back of her hand. "Honey, I missed you so much," she said coquettishly, looking up and asking, "Are you tired?"
"Now that I'm home and see you, I don't feel tired anymore." Wen Qing smiled and pinched her face, "I'm just a little hungry now."
After they got up, Wenqing noticed the bloodstains on the bed sheet and said in a voice full of pity: "Wife, does it hurt?"
Xiaofeng blushed, shook her head, and fled into the bathroom. When Wenqing changed the bedsheets, besides the bloodstains, there were also a few ambiguous traces scattered on them, silently telling of last night's lingering love.
In the following days, Wenqing discovered that Xiaofeng's eyes always seemed to be filled with stars when she looked at him, and she spoke with an unprecedented sweetness. The strong and insoluble sweetness flowed quietly between the two of them.
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