The Real Reason for the Breakup
But the reason for their breakup had nothing to do with virginity, and Zhang Qian's personality wasn't bad at all. The real issue was her attitude toward sex—it was so open it bordered on unbearable.
He wouldn't even mention how she often dragged him off to get a hotel room outside. What she loved most was pulling Chu Fei into the girls' dorm, and it didn't matter if her roommates were there sometimes.
Chu Fei only found out later that she'd once deliberately turned on her computer's webcam, letting girls from her dorm and even other dorms watch the live show from the next room over. But the most outrageous part was when she said she'd give him a big surprise for his birthday. That day, Chu Fei got gangbanged half to death by all six girls in her dorm!
Of course, Chu Fei had no intention of pressing criminal charges over it.
Even later, whenever they actively invited him back to the dorm for some fun, he'd happily show up. They'd gone completely wild together—like performing "behavior art" openly in the girls' dorm bathroom late at night, or playing "truth or dare" in the back row of a lecture hall during a public class, or streaking naked down the dorm hallway knocking on doors in the dead of night, or even making love on the rooftop while peering through binoculars at the boys' dorm...
Truth be told, those were some joyful, unforgettable days—until the other two girls in Zhang Qian's dorm brought their own boyfriends along one day.
Chu Fei had played with other guys' girlfriends, so he had no grounds to refuse his own girlfriend getting on her knees for someone else. He watched wide-eyed as Zhang Qian got sandwiched front and back by two strangers, their thick, dark cocks pistoning in and out of her little mouth and pussy...
Two days later, Chu Fei decided to say goodbye.
All in all, Chu Fei's four years at university had been a total failure.
To make money, he hadn't achieved much academically, so after graduation, he couldn't land a decent job. As for romance... well, no need to spell it out now. He'd thought Li Ran was perfect, different from other women. But harsh reality had sobered him up. In the face of money, so-called love was just a joke!
So Chu Fei compromised with reality, giving up the "perfect" love he'd once believed in, abandoning all his past efforts, and deciding to head to Shenzhen to take over his mom's beauty salon.
His mom, He Peiling, had called more than once to vent her woes. She was getting older and couldn't keep pulling all-nighters anymore. Managing everything alone in a strange city was exhausting, so she desperately wanted Chu Fei to come help right after graduation...
Ever since his father, Chu Yang, died in a car accident years ago, He Peiling had raised Chu Fei single-handedly. The hardships went without saying. To save up for his university tuition and living expenses, she'd come to Shenzhen alone and taken up this somewhat shady line of work. Now, she had no way out.
Chu Fei knew all this, but he'd been lost in the sweet dream of building a life with Li Ran. He'd planned to marry her soon in Wuhan, start a family, and bring Mom back to live comfortably...
But now, no matter how beautiful the dream, it was still just a dream!
Li Ran had already taken a bus home for the New Year yesterday. She hadn't invited Chu Fei along or even asked where he'd spend the holidays. In fact, the only thing she'd said to him lately was yesterday afternoon: "I'm leaving!"
Fine that way—no one had to feel heartbroken.
He gave the room one last lingering look. Their big sticker photos still plastered every corner of the walls, their smiles back then so radiant. But everything had changed.
Slipping on his backpack, Chu Fei tossed the keys and gently closed the door behind him. Memories were best left as memories!
With New Year approaching, the streets were nearly empty, giving off a desolate vibe that matched Chu Fei's mood perfectly. He pondered how to get to the train station alone when his phone buzzed untimely in his pocket. Pulling it out, he froze at the caller ID.
It wasn't Li Ran—she'd probably forgotten he existed by now.
What stunned him was that this number hadn't appeared in over two years. It belonged to his model ex-girlfriend, Zhang Qian.
What does she want with me now? To mock my downfall? My naivety?
Emotions flickered across Chu Fei's face. His thumb hovered over the answer button but wouldn't press down. The phone kept ringing relentlessly until, finally, he steeled himself.
"Hello?"
"Chu Fei, I'm right behind you!"
Behind him? Chu Fei turned, and there she was—Zhang Qian, waving from the driver's seat of a black Audi parked at the curb. A bitter taste flooded his mouth. So that's it, huh?
He hesitated for a full few minutes before slowly walking over. "What do you want?"
"I was waiting at a red light and spotted you... Get in!"
"Where to?"
"Get in!"