My Dongguan Love Story

The evening breeze gently caressed her face, carrying a slight coolness, and softly brushed aside the wisps of hair around Secretary Su's ears.

She sat quietly on the back of the motorcycle, her posture gentle and reserved, her hands resting lightly on her chest, her body swaying gently with the movement of the motorcycle.

Before her stood Da Zhuang's broad, strong, and upright back. The two were extremely close, and she was enveloped by his calm and warm masculine aura, which lingered faintly around her nose, causing a subtle and inexplicable flutter in her heart.

Secretary Su looked up, her gaze softly falling on Da Zhuang's back, her eyes revealing an undisguised admiration and shyness.

She really wanted to reach out and put her arm around Dazhuang's waist, but she felt that would be too abrupt. She was afraid that Dazhuang would react too strongly and refuse to go home with her, which would make all her efforts futile.

She and her boyfriend, Wu Hao, had arranged to meet Da Zhuang at their rented apartment at 10 PM. However, based on the distance they were traveling, they should arrive at their place around 7 PM, which was quite early. She would have more than two hours to spend with Da Zhuang.

Given Nan Ge's hatred for Da Zhuang, once they capture Da Zhuang, they'll probably tear him to pieces. Then he might never see Da Zhuang again in his life.

Secretary Su was staring blankly at Da Zhuang's back when she suddenly felt the motorcycle brake abruptly. She lost her balance and slid forward, crashing heavily into Da Zhuang's back.

The car suddenly lurched, and she was uncontrollably thrown forward. Fortunately, her ample bosom cushioned the impact, slightly reducing the force of the collision. Otherwise, she might have been suffocated by the impact.

She hesitated for a moment, then gripped Dazhuang's waist tightly. Her voice feigned trepidation as she asked, "Dazhuang, why did you brake so suddenly?"

Hearing Secretary Su's words, I felt a little embarrassed: "There was some jerk driving against traffic just now, and we almost bumped into him."

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt Secretary Su pressing tightly against my body.

Her hands were wrapped tightly around my waist because she was afraid.

I wanted to ask her to let go, but then I remembered that the sudden braking might have startled her, which was why she was clinging to me so tightly, so I didn't say anything.

Throughout the journey, Secretary Su held me tightly, her body occasionally shifting and rubbing against my back, making me feel restless.

Following her directions, we finally arrived at her building.

"Dazhuang, how about we grab a bite to eat first?" Secretary Su said to me, pointing to a small stir-fry restaurant not far away after getting out of the car.

"No, thank you." I shook my head, not caring whether Secretary Su was just being polite. I was thinking about fixing her light bulb quickly and then going to find Lin Huimin.

Isn't eating food cooked by Lin Huimin herself better than eating from a roadside stall?

Seeing that I refused, Secretary Su nodded: "Alright then, let's go upstairs first."

As soon as Secretary Su finished speaking, she took out her access card, swiped it, and went inside first. I followed closely behind. As we climbed the stairs, I glanced up and saw her wearing a short professional skirt, her hips swaying with each step. I had no doubt that if she moved any more dramatically, she would expose herself.

Her rented apartment was on the third floor, not very high, and it was only a short walk away.

She took out her key, opened the front door, and walked inside.

It was already dark, and the room was pitch black.

I reached out and touched the wall, found the light switch, pressed it, but the light bulb didn't work. So I lit a lighter and went inside: "Secretary Su, do you have any candles?"

Secretary Su's light bulb has been broken for several days now; I'm sure she has candles at home.

Hearing what I said, Secretary Su smiled and turned to look at me: "Yes, Dazhuang, wait for me a moment."

"Um."

I sat back on the sofa, feeling its soft and comfortable texture, and my fatigue eased considerably.

I glanced around the room. Although it was somewhat dim, the moonlight streaming in through the window made it roughly visible.

The living room was sparsely furnished, containing only a small sofa, two red-lacquered chairs, and a dining table; there was no other furniture. The house was completely empty, devoid of any appliances, not even a kettle for boiling water. It didn't resemble a typical home.

What I find even stranger is that it's actually a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment.

Seeing Secretary Su come out, I couldn't help but ask, "Secretary Su, who do you live with?"

When Secretary Su heard what I said, she was taken aback at first. She felt a little flustered, thinking that I knew about her boyfriend, Wu Hao.

But seeing my indifferent gaze, she thought for a moment and realized she had misunderstood. She probably asked that because she saw she rented two rooms.

Secretary Su handed me the candle and said with a smile, "Oh, I have a cousin. We used to live together. She just found a job and started working in a factory these past few days."

"Oh." I nodded without asking any further questions.

Pick up the lighter and light the candle.

As the candle was lit, I realized it was different from ordinary white candles. It was slender and straight, its surface smooth and translucent, the warm yellow flame swaying gently, its warm light tender and romantic.

This... why are these candles for a candlelight dinner?

Although I come from the countryside and haven't seen much of the world, this is exactly what Lin Huimin ordered when she invited me to her house for dinner last time.

Secretary Su, fearing I might misunderstand, smiled and said, "This belongs to my cousin. I was too lazy to buy a new one, so just use this one for now."

"Oh." I nodded, it didn't matter, it had nothing to do with me anyway, I quickly fixed the light bulb and went home.

I picked up the candle, stood up, and asked her, "Where's the new light bulb?"

I asked her in the car if she sold light bulbs. If not, I told her to buy some before going up. When Secretary Su saw me ask her, she went to a storage room, brought out a cardboard box containing several light bulbs.

After handing it to me, she picked up a small fan, fanned herself, and said, "Dazhuang, it's too hot. I'm going to take a shower first. You can continue fixing it."

"Hmm." I didn't look at her. I went to the storage room, took out a ladder, moved it to the living room, and put it down.

I went back and got the box of light bulbs, then climbed the stairs to turn on the old light bulbs.

Secretary Su opened the door, took two pieces of clothing from the wardrobe, and placed them on the bed. Then she slowly unbuttoned her blazer and business skirt, revealing herself wearing only black lace lingerie and panties.

She probably felt it was dark without any lights, so she didn't try to hide it. Plus, her room was right next to the bathroom, which made her so bold.

She went to the living room, threw her dirty clothes into the basin, and then took her new clothes to the bathroom.

She stepped into the bathroom and instinctively turned to look at me. Our eyes met.