Golden Shores of Youth

Chapter 09 The days of love (2)

My thoughts were flying. I stood by the window. Although the window was closed, I could still feel the chill. I couldn't help but shiver. "Xiaoyu, it's time to go to bed."

Xiangxiang, who was smoking one cigarette after another beside me, reminded me. Seeing her haggard expression, my heart ached. "Xiangxiang, don't feel sad for me. Seeing you like this makes me even more heartbroken!"

I reached out to touch her hair. The permed hair curled up smoothly. There was a faint fragrance from the scattered hair, the fragrance of a woman, the mature smell of a young woman. Xiangxiang shook her head and said, "You were absent-minded just now. Are you still unable to let go of him?"

"He..."

I was surprised. "You mean Robin? How can I think about that kind of person..."

When I mentioned Robin, I was full of contempt and resentment. "Then you..."

Xiangxiang really didn't know why I was in a daze. Her eyes were full of doubts. "I was thinking about the past..."

The tone of understatement revealed a hint of bitterness and heartache. Even at night, I couldn't stop the sad chill in my eyes from spreading to Xiangxiang. Xiangxiang poured me a cup of warm water. I felt very comfortable after drinking it. I told her to go to bed first. Then I quietly packed up the torn bra and shirt, and asked Xiangxiang and the village girl to go shopping in the mall and buy two more bras, one purple and one green. I have thought about it, haha! When I came to the bed, I could clearly feel that everyone was awake, and their breathing was very uneven. The village girl was reading a novel with her phone on. She kept typing on the keyboard, and I didn't know whose text messages she was replying to, and then continued reading. The strange thing is that Xuejiu didn't fall asleep either. Wenwen always fell asleep easily. We all said that she was too hurt during the day and fell asleep as soon as she fell down at night. But recently, we heard her turning over and sighing in the middle of the night. We didn't know how to talk to her and persuade her to make her happy. Maybe going to the park on weekend mornings would be a good choice. In the dark dormitory, I groped for my bed based on my memory. Suddenly, I stepped on something and stumbled. Xiangxiang hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, I stepped on my high heels..."

I know that Xiangxiang always has the habit of kicking high heels randomly. She said it's very feminine. High heels. Feminine. Lying on the bed, my mind was full of these two words. Thinking back to when I wore high heels, I was already a woman at that time. That was me in high school. The first time I wore high heels, I really enjoyed what a woman should enjoy... After having sex with Zhang Han in the wild not long ago, I always felt that I was very different from before. I couldn't tell exactly where, but that kind of inexplicable joy and excitement filled my heart. During that period, I was full of shyness and happiness, with the tenderness of a new wife, and I smiled wherever I went. "Xiaoyu, what are you laughing at?"

"What? Did I?"

This conversation has been passed around by classmates, and they all guessed what happened between me and my boyfriend. After all, it is very common for high school girls to lose their virginity now. Whenever I shyly threw myself into Zhang Han's arms and said that my classmates teased me again, Zhang Han always supported me vigorously and said proudly: "Let them be jealous!" Then, I closed my eyes and let Zhang Han's hands wander over my body, removing my outer clothes and underwear one by one... Women, of course, should be different from girls. I should try to change myself now. This is a necessary step for every woman. I am just one stage ahead of those pink flower maniacs who started in college. And those girls in junior high school are faster than me! God knows how charming they are now in high school? High heels! Yes, I have to buy a pair of high heels to accompany myself! I don't want to wear stockings for the time being. After all, it's too mature. I can't accept myself wearing stockings for a while. To be honest, when I think about wearing stockings, I think it's a sign of "sexual maniac". I asked my mother to take me to buy and help me choose, but what I got was a sentence: "Why do children wear high heels? You will suffer in the future! Why are you in such a hurry?"