Volume 1: Chasing Beauty in Youth Chapter 10: Kissed Again

  Zhu Ting's body moved involuntarily, driven by habit, and kissed Wen Cai Xi's pink lips. After a thousandth of a second, the two separated.

  The driver is really cooperative...

  Both of them were tense and flushed, quickly glancing at each other and then around, confirming that no one was paying attention to them, while exhaling a breath. At this time, the two people's heads slightly separated, but unfortunately, Wensai Xi's soft chest was still pressed against Zhu Tingyu's chest, occasionally rubbing against each other with the swaying of the car.

  Zhu Ting was again enduring the waves of real pleasure coming from her chest, feeling that soft taste, wanting to retreat a little but couldn't bear to; wanting to advance a little, yet didn't dare, this is truly being torn in two directions...

  Because of the accidental kiss just now, Zhu Ting wanted to say sorry again, but it was stuck in his throat and couldn't be said no matter what. Sneaking a peek at Wen Cui Xi's pretty face, which had turned bright red, she seemed to want to speak too, with an expression that suggested she wanted to say something but stopped herself, looking lovely and charming beyond compare. At this moment, the young man and woman both had sprouts of love growing in their hearts at the same time.

  Human emotions are very subtle, some people spend their whole lives together without a spark, while others can go crazy for love in a fraction of a second. Especially between young boys and girls...

  Zhu Ting had already had that experience, but now his 16-year-old body made him still a young boy, no problem. Wen Cai Xi was 24 or 25 years old, but she had no experience, so she was a maiden, no problem either.

  The two who didn't dare to talk to each other kept bumping their chests against each other from time to time, the atmosphere was awkward...

  Although Wen Cui Xi appeared calm on the surface, her heart was racing like a deer. She couldn't help but sneak glances at Zhu Ting and swallow hard, trying to hold back a smile. Thinking about how her first kiss had been unexpectedly stolen by a young boy, she felt a mix of emotions - loss and longing.

  Wen Cui Xi's head was a bit dizzy, and she pressed it against her left hand that was holding the ring. She closed her beautiful eyes. A few strands of her fragrant hair, smelling of shampoo, brushed against Zhu Ting Yu's face, making his still-unsettled heart flutter with excitement, feeling ticklish.

  In the dark carriage, Zhu Ting heard Zhang Bo ask again: "Where's Zhu Ting? Did you see Zhu Ting get on the bus?"

  Several factories in the city said high school students did not see anything.

  Zhu Ting wanted to respond loudly, but now that he was in this gentle and peaceful place, he didn't have the energy to bother with him, afraid that a loud voice would startle the beautiful woman beside him.

  Looking at the beautiful woman who was meditating with her eyes closed, Zhu Ting wanted to talk to her again, but didn't know how to start, his mind racing rapidly...

  The result was that until they got off the bus, Zhu Ting still hadn't thought of a reasonable pickup line, and neither of them said another word.

  Zhu Ting gazed at the beautiful woman's receding back, a wave of melancholy and loss...

  Someone slapped me hard on the back, it was Zhang Bo. "I called you for half a day in the car, why didn't you respond?"

  Zhu Ting said: "Scaring people to death is a real thing, you know? I was just feeling drowsy and too lazy to talk, okay?"

  Zhang Bo: "It's still early, let's play a couple of rounds of pool?"

  Zhu Ting shook his head again, "I'm not going, I'm a bit tired. This is ten yuan, your book, my classmate was confiscated by the teacher when he read it, this is the money we collected to return to you."

  "Hey, if you're having a hard time, just speak up, we're buddies. What's with this? Actually, I bought that book myself, so don't bother paying me back. Just consider me unlucky."

  Zhu Ting refused again and again, unexpectedly Zhang Bo who was usually very stingy turned out to be so understanding, the two of them pushed each other for half a day.

  "Then you invite me to play two rounds of table tennis and consider it a return for your favor."

  Zhu Ting had no choice but to accompany Zhang Bo to play pool. The two played the simplest way of fifteen colored balls, and both of their skills were very good. They finished a game in two minutes, three games for one dollar. Zhang Bo was not satisfied yet and insisted on continuing. Zhu Ting tried to persuade him to come back tomorrow and vowed that he would treat him to dinner if he did.

  It's almost seven when I get home. Before entering the door, I hear Liu Tianhua next door loudly reciting English. Zhu Ting secretly gets annoyed: "You know, mom, loves to show off, no need to recite scriptures from dawn till dusk, afraid others won't know you're studying?"

  Looked around and saw no one, picked up a big stone and threw it into his home's sewer, and went back home with satisfaction.

  Zhu Ting went back into the house and started eating, for him, the most important functions of a home were eating and sleeping.

  The old mother who was wiping the table shouted: "Don't you wash your hands?"

  Scared, I quickly went to wash my hands and wiped them clean before continuing.

  Zhu Ting's mother is the absolute overlord at home, but no one can control her. Zhu Ting is useless in everything, and his father is a good gambler, also useless...

  Some people always talk about communication as if they are the only ones who know how to communicate. However, many problems cannot be communicated. Children can't do it, parents can communicate with children. But when parents don't work out, should kids call their dads to scold them? The only thing kids can do is not be influenced by their parents and motivate themselves. In this society, whoever has the money gets to decide! The relationship between children and parents is basically like that too.

  This statement sounds like worshiping money, but in philosophical terms, it is the material base that determines the superstructure. Whoever controls economic power is the overlord!

  After dinner, Zhu Ting wanted to wash dishes again. His mother said with emphasis: "Don't bother about it, just focus on studying well and that's the most important thing!"

  Zhu Ting said in a low voice: Every time it's like this, don't you know how much pressure the kids are under!

  Never mind then, Zhu Ting said: "I'll go get some water."

  Mom: "Hurry back, it's going to take another hour if you get caught in the rain."

  Zhu Ting nodded and left. Every household in their factory had to go to the boiler room for hot water, which could save money and coal gas.

  Zhu Ting flew onto the family's 28-inch bicycle, which was the largest size available and had a triangular frame. Two large water buckets were placed at the back, each holding enough water for a family of three to use for a day.

  It just so happened that Zhang Bo was also going to fetch water, and the two of them started racing their vehicles. This kind of racing is more exciting than racing cars, with the same type of vehicle, purely relying on leg power, it's the most fair!

  Zhang Bo's buttocks were all raised up as if riding a horse, and his movements were similar to those of a racing horse!

  Zhu Ting was not willing to show weakness either, and the two people's buttocks were wildly shaking left and right...

  Halfway through the ride, Zhang Bo ran out of breath. "Ahh...ahh, cough, you win, slow down a bit."

  Zhu Ting slowed down again with satisfaction.

  The two of them chatted and laughed as they arrived at the boiler room, fetched water, and then Zhu Ting said: "Zhang Bo, you go back first, I still have something to find my uncle."

  Zhang Bo: "How long? Let's go back together."

  Zhu Ting is sweating again and doesn't even care about the basics, is it necessary? Kids are just kids.

  "Alright then, I won't be long. Wait for me at the entrance of their workshop, I'll go and come back right away. You keep an eye on the car."

  Zhu Ting entered the powder needle workshop again, where a large group of people were loading materials. Her uncle was an operator, and his work was very simple. Every few hours, he would pour the raw material to be filtered into the mixing tank. Although this job was simple, it had some danger because the solvent was hydrochloric acid!

  In his previous life, Uncle was burned by hydrochloric acid and lost his eyesight...

  Zhu Ting secretly said: I must try my best not to let these tragedies happen again on my family members.

  Zhu Ting shouted again, and his uncle came down. There were many people working, and the state-owned enterprises had strict attendance checks, so there was no difference from working in rural areas.

  Zhu Tingyu's uncle was twenty-seven or eight years old at that time, still a bachelor, not very good-looking, and Zhu Tingyu often boasted that he was the most handsome man in the family.

  "Here you are again! How did you come? The monkey said you were looking for me with something on your mind?" asked Zhu Ting's younger uncle.

  Zhu Ting said: "I'm looking for you to borrow money."

  Zhu Ting's little uncle: "Your dad borrowed two or three thousand from me and hasn't returned it yet, you little kid also come to borrow from me, what do you want to use it for?"

  "He's just a gambler, he doesn't have a proper job. I have a real use for it. Don't ask any more questions, bring me as much as you can, I need it urgently."

  Zhu Ting's little uncle: "Hmph, you two father and son speak with the same tone, I owe you, it's just over 300."

  Zhu Ting snatched it again, "I'll return it to you next year."

  Just about to rush out of Uncle's garage, who knew that a woman rushed into his arms head-on...