Making a living in Dongguan, her fiery red lips offer me tenderness.

"Dawei, I'm not as carefree as you. You're really optimistic."

"Ding Yang, all the good women are being slept with by rich men. You're just being stupid to let these opportunities pass you by. No matter what, when you're looking for a wife, you can't just pick up someone else's leftovers, can you?"

"I'm a very principled person. If someone has used me, she'll definitely be thinking about someone else. So I never consider a woman who isn't a virgin. Even if I haven't made any money, it's good to have a clean wife."

"Dawei, maybe you're right. You should date when it's time to date, and make money when it's time to make money. In the factory, dating is convenient, but making money is nonsense."

"Hehe, Ding Yang, when I was in Zhuhai, my team leader had three girlfriends, and those girls didn't get jealous of each other at all; they got along peacefully."

"Wow!"

"Those women are pretty open-minded, aren't they?"

"Most of the people in the factory are girls. Those girls also want to find boyfriends. They came to the factory right after leaving school and haven't been exposed to the outside world. They live in their own cocoons. These kinds of girls are the easiest to pursue."

"Given our circumstances, we have to be frugal even to buy a bottle of milk tea. Where else can we find a girlfriend besides the factory?"

"Alright, you can go back to work now."

"Ding Yang, if you're unhappy working over there, then come to VTech. We brothers can be together then. If you want to work in a factory, this is pretty good. But if you want to do something else, I don't really know."

"Alright, we'll talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone, I went to work, changed my clothes, and put my phone in my suitcase.

Because Liu Jing worked the night shift, Ding Yang did not see her.

Ding Yang approached a beautiful woman and inspected the motor.

"Wang Fei, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No!"

"Let's grab some late-night snacks together tonight."

"I'm not going. If Wang Yi finds out, won't she make things difficult for me?"

"What do you mean?"

The woman didn't say anything.

Another woman whispered, "Manager Wang said privately today that you're her boyfriend. She's clearly telling everyone not to pursue you."

"Did she really say that?"

"Who in our department doesn't know?"

Ding Yang was furious.

Damn it, this is cutting off my escape route!

Ding Yang came to Wang Yi's side.

"Come with me."

The two walked to the side.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you tell everyone I'm your boyfriend?"

"Yes, isn't that right?"

"When did we become boyfriend and girlfriend? It's just going to the supermarket, isn't it?"

"But you held my hand yesterday."

"That's nothing."

"How is that nothing? What else do you want? I've never held another boy's hand."

Ding Yang was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Damn it, if Liu Jing finds out you're doing this, she'll strangle me!"

"Hmph, I don't care. Others may be afraid of her, but I'm not. She has to listen to me. If I give her a hard time, I'll fire her."

"You bitch, you might as well just fire me."

"No way! I won't!"

Ding Yang was speechless and had no choice but to go to work.

This woman needs to be taught a lesson; she won't feel right if we don't mess with her.

I worked overtime until 8:30 pm, and the person on the night shift came to relieve me.

Liu Jing pulled Ding Yang aside.

"Where did you go last night?"

"I didn't go anywhere, just grabbed a late-night snack outside."

"Hmph, is she with Wang Yi?"

"No, just with a few coworkers."

"Hmph, you're not allowed to betray me."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Alright, I'm off work. I'm exhausted. I want to sleep."

"Um!"

As Ding Yang walked out of the factory gate, Wang Yi followed him; both of them were wearing factory uniforms.

Wang Yi suddenly grabbed Ding Yang's hand. Because the supervisor's clothes were a different color from the ordinary employees', this attracted a lot of strange looks. An ordinary employee pursuing a supervisor was a bit like chasing a rich woman, which aroused the envy of many people.

"Hey lady, can't you be a little more reserved? What kind of behavior is this, dragging your feet like this?"

"Go away, I'm giving you face, and you're already getting cocky, huh?"

"unnecessary!"

As soon as he stepped out of the factory gate, Ding Yang lit a cigarette.

After walking for a while, we came to a small stall.

"A bowl of knife-cut noodles, please!"

"Why aren't you having fried noodles today?"

"I've eaten too much of it, I'm tired of it."

"Boss, two bowls, please."

Wang Yi accompanied Ding Yang to eat knife-cut noodles.

"Xiaoyi, why are you sticking to me of all people?"

"Hehe, I like you, you little rascal."

"But I'm poor. I don't have any dowry, and I might not even marry you."

"No need, I don't want a bride price."

Will your parents agree?

"My parents listen to me; if I agree, they agree."

"Xiaoyang, after you finish this, let's go ice skating. I'll teach you."

"I'm not going."

"How about we go see a movie?"

"You have to go to Fenggang to watch movies; this area is basically all video rental shops."

"Then let's watch the video."

Ding Yang remembered Dawei's words: "If you don't seize the opportunity now, you'll regret it when you're old. Once you leave the factory, you won't have this kind of opportunity again."

"Alright!"

After finishing their knife-cut noodles, the two went to a video arcade to watch "Invisible Target," starring Nicholas Tse and Wu Jing.

The video arcade was about two-thirds full.

The two found a spot towards the back, held hands, and had a lively battle on the rooftop; it was quite a sight to behold.

Ding Yang turned his head and kissed Wang Yi on the cheek.

Wang Yi's face turned red all the way to her neck.

Those close to Ding Yang all said, "This was your initiative."

"Xiaoyi, after the movie, we won't go back to the dorm tonight."

"Are you trying to fool me again?"

"I'm serious."

"Then promise me you'll only be good to me."

"Um!"

The two walked out of the video arcade. It was almost 11 o'clock, and employees were lining up to enter the factory.

Wang Yi ordered two cups of bubble tea.

Ding Yang took her hand and walked towards the urban village.

We arrived at a hotel.

I booked a double room with air conditioning for 40 yuan. The room also had a TV.

Wang Yi was somewhat uneasy.

Upon entering the room, Ding Yang drew the curtains and locked the door.

Ding Yang put his arm around Wang Yi.

"Girl, it's not too late to regret it now."

"I have no regrets. I like you. I've been working in the factory for so many years and I've never met someone I like. When you came for the interview that day, I took a liking to you at first sight."

"You're abusing your power for personal gain!"

"Hehe, that's called being close to the water tower and getting the moon first."

"Alright, it's almost 11 o'clock. We have to go to work tomorrow. Let's take a shower and go to bed."

"Xiaoyang, you go first."

"Um!"

Ding Yang quickly went to the bathroom, took a shower, and then returned to his room.

Wang Yi turned off the lights before taking a shower. Ding Yang couldn't understand why women liked to turn off the lights before showering.

About 10 minutes later, the two were lying on the bed, and Wang Yi's heart was racing.

Ding Yang put his arm around her.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm so nervous, I feel like my heart is going to jump out of my chest."

"Relax a bit!"

Ding Yang kissed her.

"Xiaoyang, can you turn off the TV? Don't turn on the lights."

Ding Yang turned off the TV and the table lamp, and the room suddenly became pitch black.

The two hugged each other tightly.

"Xiaoyi, would you like to take off your clothes?"

"Um!"

"..."

"Xiaoyang...I've never had that before..."

"Xiao Yi, will you regret this in the future?"

"No regrets..."

Gently cupping her cheeks, our breaths mingling softly, I lowered my head slightly.

Slowly leaning closer, their lips lightly touched, a tender yet lingering touch...

Two young hearts are slowly drawing closer, their breaths gently mingling, their heartbeats closely syncing.

A lowered head, an embrace, a turn in bed—all these moments embody the clean yet delicate tenderness of working-class love from that era.