My Dongguan Love Story

I packed up the food, pushed open the door, and froze on the spot, startled.

Tang Yan and Lin Guilian sat tightly entangled together, tearing at each other's hair with their bare hands. Strands of hair flew about in disarray, and fine black hairs scattered all over the ground.

Their clothes were disheveled and askew. Lin Guilian's clothes, in particular, were torn at the hem.

Tang Yan was also stunned. She was still holding Lin Guilian's hair with her left hand. When she saw that Lin Guilian stopped moving, she let go.

The two hurriedly straightened their clothes and sat down in their chairs.

When I got closer, oh my goodness! Lin Guilian still had faint red marks on her cheeks, and red marks on her neck and hands. Especially on her arms, the skin was scratched open and bleeding.

Tang Yan's situation is not optimistic either. Although there is only a handprint on her left cheek, the slap was quite hard, and her mouth is a little swollen.

It's obvious why they were fighting; it was definitely because of me.

But I have no relationship with Lin Guilian. Could it be that Tang Yan is still upset because I carried her up this morning? But I've already explained that.

I wanted to ask them, but seeing their fierce looks, I shrank back, thinking it was better to avoid trouble and just let it go. They handled it themselves.

I put the packed food on the table, opened the plastic bag, and took out the food.

I originally packed lean meat porridge for Lin Guilian, which is easier to digest and suitable for her weak body, but when I saw that Tang Yan's face was swollen, I secretly thought that she didn't seem weak at all.

I picked up the bowl of porridge and handed it to Lin Guilian first. Yan's face darkened immediately upon seeing this, and she asked with obvious displeasure, "Why did you give it to her first and not me?"

Her tone was so cold it gave me goosebumps.

I smiled awkwardly and quickly explained, "Because this bowl of porridge just happens to be on top. Oh, and I specially packed your favorite boiled pork slices, try some."

As I spoke, I picked up the boiled pork slices and placed them in front of Tang Yan.

Tang Yan stared at me coldly. I was at a loss for words, awkwardly opening my mouth, but not knowing what to say.

Tang Yan's eyes were cold yet filled with grievance as she slowly spoke, word by word: "Dazhuang, do you like Lin Guilian?"

Upon hearing this, I looked up at her. Then I glanced at Lin Guilian and saw that she was looking at me.

I hesitated for a moment, then shook my head: "Lin Guilian and I are just friends. I don't like her. Don't overthink it."

Upon hearing my words, Lin Guilian angrily threw her chopsticks on the table, stood up, and stormed back to her room.

boom!

He slammed the door shut.

Tang Yan felt a little better after seeing Lin Guilian leave in anger. She opened the food and took a bite.

I didn't expect that a single sentence would make Lin Guilian so angry. I felt a little guilty and looked back at her door.

I thought to myself, I didn't say anything wrong.

When Tang Yan saw me turn to look at Lin Guilian, she knew I was worried about her, and said in a slightly displeased tone, "Dazhuang, don't worry about her. Let her eat or not, it's up to her. We'll eat ourselves."

I was about to get up to check on Lin Guilian, but upon hearing Tang Yan's words, I froze on the spot, afraid to move an inch. I was terrified that the slightest movement would provoke her anger, and the two of us would start fighting and tearing at each other again, making a scene that was out of control.

This was the first time I had ever seen women fight, and I didn't know what to do for a moment.

I watched Tang Yan eat, feeling restless. Although I was a little hungry, I didn't have much of an appetite. Tang Yan ate a few bites, and seeing that I hadn't touched my chopsticks, she looked up at me in confusion: "Dazhuang, eat! Why aren't you eating? Are you worried about Lin Guilian?"

The way she said that made me so jealous I could dip my dumplings in it. I didn't dare say anything, so I just picked up my bowl and ate a couple of bites.

As I chewed on my meat, Tang Yan suddenly looked at me and said seriously, "Dazhuang, what do you think of Lin Guilian?"

Her voice rose slightly, and even Lin Guilian inside the room heard it. Although Lin Guilian had long known that I didn't like her, her heart still pounded when Tang Yan asked the question; she felt a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Seeing Tang Yan's raised voice, I knew she was deliberately trying to let Lin Guilian inside the room hear. How could I dare to speak well of Lin Guilian, especially since I never had any feelings for her in the first place.

After thinking for a moment, I said seriously, "I don't have any special feelings. I've always just considered her your friend."

Lin Guilian leaned against the door, eavesdropping. When she heard me say I didn't like her, her whole body stiffened abruptly. Her heart felt as if it had been suddenly gripped by a heavy object, and a surge of bitterness and grievance welled up inside her.

Her eyes, which had just held a hint of expectation, instantly welled up with tears. A sudden sting ran down her cheeks, and her eyes quickly reddened uncontrollably. Tears welled up and streamed down her pale face, leaving two streaks.

She was overwhelmed with grievances and couldn't express them. She silently sobbed and cried.

Dazhuang had said he didn't like her before, but she had never been as heartbroken as she was now.

She took out a tissue and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. After wiping her nose, she lay on the bed, covered her head with the blanket, and began to sob quietly under the covers. Even as she cried, she didn't want Tang Yan to hear her.

In contrast to her, Tang Yan was in a much better mood at the moment.

Nothing could have made her happier than hearing these words in front of Lin Guilian.

The gloom in her heart was swept away.

If it's just Lin Guilian's unrequited love for Dazhuang, and Dazhuang doesn't reciprocate her feelings, then everything is fine, and Dazhuang will still be hers.

But in order to make Lin Guilian give up completely, she wanted to provoke her a little more.

Tang Yan put down her chopsticks and bowl, stood up, and reached out her little hand to take mine. I looked at her with some confusion. Then I heard her look at me tenderly and say, "Dazhuang, kiss me."

Although I had my doubts, I wouldn't refuse her request for a kiss. I stood up, wrapped my arms around her, and lowered my head to kiss her deeply.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Tang Yan suddenly jumped up, wrapped her arms around me, and put her legs around my waist. Resting her head on my chest, she said, "Dazhuang, carry me inside."

I know what she wants, but I'm really not in the mood for that right now.

But seeing her gentle and expectant eyes, my heart softened, and I carried her into the house.

Once inside, her kisses became even more passionate. As she kissed me, her hands moved constantly, removing her clothes. She even took off mine as well.

He held me and pressed me down on the bed, kissing me deeply.

After a short while, the iron bed began to shake.

Lin Guilian stayed in her room, thinking about her argument with Tang Yan earlier. Dazhuang only comforted Tang Yan and not her. She was in a bad mood. After a while, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. In a fit of anger, she left the room and walked out of the house.