Nostalgia.

It's not very positive; it just depicts the actions of a bad man. If you're bothered by that, don't watch it.

It's a "cool" novel, summed up in one word: awesome!

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He didn't know whether he should let go of this woman, but he felt he should.

He finished dressing and then touched the woman's soft breasts again.

"I'm leaving."

The woman hummed in agreement. "Let's go."

Perhaps she no longer had any feelings for Chen Liang; after five years together, her feelings had faded.

Chen Liang left her because of her temper and because she always asked him for money and things.

And care was almost nonexistent.

If it weren't for a sliver of past affection, Chen Liang wouldn't have dated her for so long.

Chen Liang had known this woman for fifteen years and dated her for five years, but those five years of "relationship" consisted mainly of sleeping together.

In Chen Liang's eyes, dating a woman meant sleeping with her; everything else was just getting to know her.

The woman remained in bed, not getting up.

Chen Liang came out of her bedroom, changed his shoes at the door, glanced back at the woman's bedroom, and resolutely left.

He doesn't know if he'll ever come back.

He might come back if needed.

He won't come back unless he needs it or finds another woman.

Chen Liang went downstairs and drove home.

Chen Liang's home is in the countryside, in a village, a hundred miles away from this city.

Chen Liang met this woman fifteen years ago one summer. At that time, the young woman was still very innocent.

How did it become like this in just fifteen years?

No, not fifteen years, but ten years. When I met her again, she had become like this.

As Chen Liang got to know her better, he noticed a change in her.

She had a man, but he was never home and was often out, so Chen Liang secretly dated this woman for five years.

Some say that a year is a lover, two years is a confidante, three years is a close friend, four years is a relative, five years is a partner, and eight or ten years is a lifetime.

Chen Liang thought that was nonsense.

But I don't know if it's right or wrong.

If that's the case, then he and this woman are immortal?

joke!

Chen Liang was somewhat incredulous.

Chen Liang decided that he could find another woman even without her.

She was already very cold towards him, and Chen Liang felt there was no need to continue.

I've had enough sleep.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "Spending time together is like your skin becoming my skin."

I don't feel anything anymore.

I've become familiar with it.

Every stitch, every detail, is familiar to me.

I'm almost familiar with even a single hair.

They know everything about a person, even the smallest flaw or scar.

Chen Liang drove straight to his home.

He knows many women—those he knew before, those he knows now, and those he met in between—many, many more.

He was considering which woman to choose.

Before he met Xiaoqiao, he had slept with several women, and he was thinking about them.

I've slept with them, I've been with them, but after a long time, I still want to sleep with them again, I want to be with them again, I want to feel their skin, I want to feel the scent of them when I sleep with them.

Chen Liang remembered a woman from his neighboring village, whom he had slept with before.

This woman is very nice; she has large breasts, a round and perky bottom, and is particularly attractive and visually appealing. However, she is sometimes a little lacking in hydration.

That's why we broke up at that time.

It was also her decision to break up.

She said he never let her sleep.

He wanted her breasts, he wanted her beauty, he wanted to sleep with her scent, he wanted to imagine the feeling of sleeping behind her when her big buttocks were sticking up.

Yes, that's right, I'll go sleep with her myself!

It's still early, only morning.

Last night, I slept at Xiaoqiao's place for a night, and I felt a little tired.

Chen Liang would go to sleep with Xiao Qiao three or four times each time, and he would always come back one more time before leaving each morning.

This is common practice, and it's a habit.

Every single time, every single time, it makes Xiao Qiao scream in delight.

Her cries were very pleasant, a soft, whimpering sound, like crying or sobbing.

He was fascinated by her voice.

To be honest, he also missed her voice at that moment.

However, he was truly tired of her body, her temper, and her endless demands for things and money.

Not only do they have to pay for holidays, but they also have to pay monthly.

Although it's not much, it still costs 300 yuan per month.

Chen Liang felt that it was enough for his cigarette money for a month. Chen Liang wasn't very rich, but he had some money.

He doesn't smoke expensive cigarettes, just those costing ten, eleven, or thirteen yuan.

I'm most used to the ten-yuan notes, and maybe I'll smoke the eleven-yuan notes for a while longer.

He thought tobacco was really unscrupulous and damn expensive!

These cigarettes are almost becoming a luxury item.

Chen Liang smokes a pack of cigarettes a day, and sometimes, when he's feeling down, he might smoke two packs.

Therefore, for him, cigarettes have almost become a luxury.

Chen Liang writes short articles and publishes them online. Although his income is not much, it is enough for him to live on.

I had saved some money before.

Xiaoqiao asks Chen Liang for money, for her child's birthday and for her own birthday, and Chen Liang also has to give her money, except for 300 yuan a month.

Of course, Xiaoqiao would sometimes give Chen Liang something; she wasn't that stingy.

However, during his recent meeting with Xiaoqiao, three phone calls from her man completely dispelled Chen Liang's desire to continue his relationship with Xiaoqiao.

He was afraid something bad would happen.

Because things can only happen once, twice, and never a third time.

What a coincidence! Every time he and Xiaoqiao went out, her man would call Xiaoqiao without missing a beat.

And they're all videos?

Oh shit!

I almost gave myself away!

Filled with hatred and a determination to leave Xiaoqiao, Chen Liang left the city and continued driving home.

Free from all worries.

When Chen Liang arrived home, it was almost noon, around 11 o'clock.

Chen Liang ate some food haphazardly and then went to sleep.

Every time he returned from Xiao Qiao's place, he would take a nap because he was exhausted and had expended too much energy.

Sometimes, he would sleep all day.

He can sleep all day and then go find that woman.

He has decided that he will go to find that woman tonight, and go to her house.

Chen Liang didn't know if her man was home, but thinking about it, she figured he probably wasn't.

Because her husband also goes out often, and now that it's winter, her husband should go out too.

Chen Liang had been to that woman's house before; the two slept very well, and the woman was very passionate.

He still wants to go.

He felt it was exciting to sleep with that woman at her house.

Chen Liang slept until evening, then got up and made himself some dinner.

After they ate, it got dark.

Actually, he was still a bit tired, but the thought of that woman made him feel energetic again.

long time no see.

It's been five years!

Since Chen Liang and Xiao Qiao got together, he has never gone to see that woman again, or any woman at all.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Chen Liang left his house.

He didn't drive or ride an electric bike, but walked towards the woman's house.