Ambiguity

Sunday, September 10, 2023, cloudy turning partly cloudy, 20~26℃.

The morning air, carrying the coolness unique to early autumn, seeped into the bedroom through the glass window.

In the dim light, Yao Lingling slowly opened her eyes, reached for her Mobile Phone, and glanced at the time.

At 6:15, 15 minutes earlier than the alarm was set.

Because the International Clothing Fair is next Wednesday, she worked overtime at the company yesterday to perfectly complete the exhibit designs.

That women's autumn outfit with a traditional Chinese style was inspired by clothing styles from the Tang Song, combined with her own Inspiration Burst, and can be considered her masterpiece to date.

She was full of confidence in this.

Yao Lingling quickly threw off the covers and sat up, sitting cross-legged. She opened Tang Song's chat window and began sending daily weather forecasts and outfit suggestions.

After doing all that, she shared Teacher's Day wishes on her Moments.

As I took off my pajamas, a chill ran through me.

One autumn rain brings a chill; autumn has truly arrived.

I changed into sportswear and put on my smartwatch.

Yao Lingling quickly went downstairs and started jogging.

You can occasionally run into some residents of the community who are jogging or walking their dogs on the street.

Yao Lingling greeted them warmly, her face beaming with a bright smile.

Back in the Rental House, I chatted with Tang Song for a while, and then took a proper hot shower.

Standing in the misty bathroom, Yao Lingling turned around in front of the mirror.

Indeed, waist-to-hip ratio is the right way for me!

As long as you have a slim waist and full hips, you can still have an attractive figure.

Recently, she's been getting a lot of attention, and occasionally people even come up to chat her up or ask for her WeChat.

After admiring myself for a while, I cleaned myself up.

Back in her bedroom, Yao Lingling picked up her Mobile Phone and saw that there was one more unread message.

[Qiu Qiu: I'm sorry, Ling Ling, I won't be joining this cycling trip. You and Tang Song can go.]

Yao Lingling frowned slightly.

Qiu Qiu said a couple of days ago that she wouldn't be coming, but she was too busy to make it.

I didn't call her until last night, and we talked for a long time, with me trying to persuade her.

Finally, Qiu Qiu said she would think about it.

In the end, they still didn't come.

After thinking for a moment, Yao Lingling opened the three-person chat group she had created earlier and left a message: "Tang Song, senior, Qiu Qiu can't participate, so it's just the two of us today (#helpless)."

"Buzzing—"

[Qiu Qiu: "Tang Song, Ling Ling, I'm so sorry, I'm not feeling well today, so I won't be able to go. Have fun!"]

[Ling Ling: "Are you sick? Is it serious?"]

Qiu Qiu: "It's nothing, I just need to rest."

[Tang Song: Okay, take good care of yourself at home Qiu Qiu.]

We chatted for a few more minutes in the group.

Yao Lingling put down her Mobile Phone, her face suddenly turning red.

In other words... there were only the two of them on the ride today.

A true world for two.

Yao Lingling's heart skipped a beat, and an excited expression appeared on her face.

To make her waist thinner, she simply drank a bag of yogurt and ate a slice of bread for breakfast.

Then she sat down at the dressing table and began to get busy.

Eyebrow shaping, makeup, styling, perfume application...

After completing one set of procedures, they began carefully selecting clothes.

Wearing high-waisted stretch cycling shorts instantly accentuates a perfect waist-to-hip ratio.

After working until 8 o'clock, everything was finally done.

As soon as I stepped out of the bedroom, my two roommates in the living room exclaimed "Wow!"

Li Shumin said excitedly, "Fake Ling is online. It seems we're going to have to teach Senior Tang Song a lesson today."

"Get lost! So what if your underwear is a little thicker? Hmph."

"I must say, Fake Ling is really pretty!" Zhang Jiahong sniffed, her expression exaggerated. "Goodness, she even sprayed on the Chanel perfume your senior gave you!"

"I think you're just envious and jealous." Yao Lingling joked around with her two roommates for a while.

The Mobile Phone suddenly rang.

"It's you, senior!" Yao Lingling exclaimed softly, quickly answering the phone and saying gently, "Hello, senior, I'm all packed."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the gate of the community."

"Okay, bye-bye, senior."

I hung up the phone.

Li Shumin mimicked her mannerisms, saying in Didi voice, "Senior~ Senior~"

Yao Lingling blushed and slapped her, not bothering to joke with her anymore. She quickly grabbed her helmet, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and went downstairs.

"Boom boom boom~" A deep and powerful roar lingered in my ears.

The scenery on both sides of the street rushed past.

The black Ninja 400 nimbly weaves through the streets.

Tang Song was wearing a black, breathable, shockproof suit and carrying a backpack, leaning slightly forward.

Feeling the cool breeze brush against my skin on this early autumn morning.

The allure of motorcycles lies in their driving experience and the freedom they offer.

Changes in center of gravity, wind pressure, vibration, cushioning, road feel...

Having been fed a "Motorcycle Driving Experience Book" by the system, his skill level is extremely high.

The 400-liter Ninja was very obedient under him.

As they approached the Star Garden Residential Area, Tang Song released the accelerator, and the Ninja 400's speed gradually decreased.

After turning a corner, the gate of the residential complex came into view.

After being baptized by the "Male God's Eye Drops," Tang Song's eyesight improved, and he spotted Yao Lingling at a glance.

Sitting on her beloved Suzuki uy125, she wore a stylish sports jacket and tight-fitting leggings that accentuated her full waist and hip curves.

As they drew closer, Yao Lingling, sitting on the scooter, seemed to sense something and turned around to look.

A bright smile instantly bloomed on her clean-cut and attractive face. "Good morning, senior!"

Tang Song parked his car next to her, took off his helmet, and Wei Xiao, saying, "Good morning, Ling Ling."

Their eyes met, and Yao Lingling seemed to be electrocuted.

She wondered if it was just her imagination, but Tang Song's eyes seemed particularly bright and expressive today, as if they could spark electricity.

Biting her lip, Yao Lingling got off the motorcycle.

She raised her head and puffed out her chest, smiling broadly, and said, "Senior looks so handsome today, especially in your cycling gear. I have to give you a thumbs up."

"Um... Ling Ling... you..." Tang Song stared at Yao Lingling standing in front of him, his eyes widening as he looked at her chest in disbelief.

A grey sports jacket, the zipper slightly open, revealing a white tight-fitting undershirt underneath.

Yao Lingling's originally unremarkable A-cup breasts seemed to have increased two sizes as if she had been injected with hormones.

To the naked eye, it looked about the same size as Lin Mu Xue's, and it was round and perky, a standard Comic Bra.

It seems he's started engaging in fraudulent schemes, just like Xu Qing.

"Hehe." Yao Lingling chuckled softly, puffed out her chest triumphantly, and said with great enthusiasm, "How about it, little brother? Don't you seem like a completely different person?"

As she spoke, she twirled in front of Tang Song, her soft hair fluttering in the breeze.

With her carefully applied light makeup, slender waist and full hips, plus fake breasts, she looks exactly like a fresh-faced college girl straight out of school.

If Tang Song had run into her at school before, he would definitely have taken a second look at her.

"I always thought Ling Ling was very pretty, but now you have even more of a womanly charm, you're really stunning!"

Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Yao Lingling covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

After a moment, she leaned close to Tang Song's ear and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret, it's actually just a strapless bra with 4cm padding inside."

As she drew nearer, the fresh scent of citrus perfume lingered around Tang Song's nose, like a freshly peeled Orange, invigorating and delightful.

"It looks quite natural."

"Yeah, right." Yao Lingling nodded, grinning, "And it feels pretty good too."

"Really? I'm actually quite curious." Tang Song looked down and smiled.

With her C-cup breasts, Yao Lingling exuded an aura of over 1.8 meters tall. Looking at Tang Song's handsome features, she couldn't help but want to tease him.

She glanced around discreetly and said playfully, "Senior, we're such good friends, now that I have breasts, I should let you try them on first."

How about it? Want to find a quiet place to Pat Pat?

As she spoke, she made a flirtatious expression.

Looking at Yao Lingling's clean-cut face, Tang Song's heart was stirred. "Okay, then... shall we go now? I remember there's a park nearby, and there are very few people around the artificial rockery. I don't want to go in; I can just Pat Pat through my clothes."

Actually, he wasn't a prejudiced person and didn't think that Ling Ling, who had an A-cup, had any major flaws.

After all, he's already experienced two Big E's.

However, seeing the unconventional and bold junior schoolmate, I couldn't help but want to make a joke.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two instantly became ambiguous.

Yao Lingling's body trembled, and she subconsciously shrank back, blushing as she said, "Senior, you're so naughty."

Tang Song chuckled and said, "Wasn't this your suggestion? How did it become my fault?"

"This..." Yao Lingling bit her lip, not daring to look him in the eye.

Throughout her life, both on Little Red Book and in real life, Tang Song has always been a very gentle and gentlemanly person in her mind.

That's why they dared to be so arrogant. Unexpectedly, Tang Song agreed directly and even described it in a very vivid way.

"Alright, Ling Ling, we should get going." Tang Song rubbed Yao Lingling's head, and looking at her round waist and hip curves, he couldn't resist giving her a pat.

With a "snap," a ripple was created.

The feel is amazing, it's bouncy Ruan Ruan, like a big, elastic sponge.

Yao Lingling was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed "Ah!" and looked at Tang Song in front of her, her earlobes turning red. "Ouch, senior, why did you suddenly hit me? It hurts..."

"Who told you to break your promise?"

"Just kidding." Yao Lingling quickly turned around, put on her helmet, and covered her flushed face.

Then he took out protective gear from his backpack and put it on.

Stealing a glance at Tang Song sitting on the motorcycle, I felt a surge of heat throughout my body.

"Let's go, Ling Ling. I've already set up the navigation. Just open the group chat app and follow me." Tang Song skillfully started the car and waved to her.

Yao Lingling hummed in agreement, quickly sat on her little footstool, placed her Mobile Phone on the stand, and set it up.

"Boom boom boom—" "Buzz buzz buzz—"

The tires rolled over the road, creating a slight breeze that swirled up a few fallen leaves.

Two motorcycles, one after the other, started from Star Garden Residential Area, entered Huai'an Road, and headed towards Longquan Lake Wetland.

With a slight twist of the throttle, the roar of the engine became increasingly clear.

The glass curtain walls of skyscrapers reflected the morning light, the tree-lined streets rushed past under the wheels of cars, and the hurried pedestrians became a blurred background, as if the whole world was making way for them.

Yao Lingling's mood soared with the wind, and following closely behind Tang Song, she couldn't help but cheer. Her voice was scattered by the wind, but it couldn't hide her joy.

She was like a bird that had just been released from its cage, sometimes speeding past Tang Song, raising her chin at him, making a provocative gesture, her eyes full of mischievous smiles.

On the motorcycle, Tang Song looked at the lively and cheerful junior schoolgirl, feeling the exhilaration brought by the speed, and a big smile appeared on his face.

The two were not moving very fast, and occasionally they would stop at an intersection, take off their helmets, and enjoy the scenery along the way.

Feel the charm of the changing seasons in this metropolis.

We passed through the shimmering Longquan Lake Wetland.

The winding mountain road of West Mountain Forest Park is right in front of us.

Tang Song glanced at Yao Lingling's 125cc scooter, patted the back seat of his own motorcycle, and laughed, "It's a bit difficult for your bike to go up there. Do you want me to take you to the viewing platform?"

"Great! Thank you, senior!" Yao Lingling cheered, locked her car, and walked over with her backpack.

Grabbing Tang Song's shoulders, stepping on the pedals, she nimbly flipped over, straddled the back seat, and hugged him from behind.

"I'm ready, senior! Let's go, GOGOGO!"

Tang Song nodded, skillfully started the car, and twisted the accelerator.

With the roar of the engine, the Ninja 400 drove onto the winding mountain road.

The fragrance of pine needles drifted into my nostrils through the gaps in the helmet, along with the scent emanating from Tang Song.

You can still faintly feel the outline of his taut abdominal muscles.

Yao Lingling's face under the helmet grew hotter and hotter, and she couldn't help but move her hand down again.

As they climbed higher, the surroundings gradually quieted down, leaving only the two of them.

Looking at the boy in front of her, Yao Lingling's gaze became slightly unfocused.

At that moment, she seemed to have briefly possessed the Tang Song, and also briefly possessed the whole world.

Yao Lingling turned off the Bluetooth earpiece on her helmet, rested her head on his shoulder, the helmets gently touching, and whispered, "I like you."

Her voice was very soft, barely penetrating her helmet before being shattered by the wind.

Then, the roar of the engine dissipated into the air.

Ambiguity is like water at 99 degrees Celsius, just one degree away from boiling, but she dares not let the bubble rise, afraid that it will burst immediately.

The observation deck at the top of West Mountain Forest Park.

The entire Yancheng can be seen.

Yao Lingling took several photos with Tang Song, as well as many pictures of the scenery, and shared them in the WeChat group.

"Ding-dong—Ding-dong—" WeChat notification sounds kept ringing.

Cheng Qiuqiu looked at the photos Ling Ling sent, her red lips pressed tightly together, her eyes slightly dimmed.

She likes motorcycles, mainly because she likes the feeling of freedom and indulgence they give.

It's naturally even more fun if you can be with good friends.

The reason I refused this time was because I was worried that my suppressed emotions would cause problems again.

After all, she truly developed Good impression for Tang Song during their last cycling trip.

Subconsciously, she was avoiding the possibility of her overthinking.

Save the photos to your album.

Cheng Qiuqiu refocused her attention on the computer.

Tang Song placed particular emphasis on the branding of Songmei Apparel.

She didn't go anywhere this weekend; she stayed home doing visual design.

She has already drawn five versions of the logo for [HEYI STUDIO] alone.

However, I was not satisfied with any of them.

She didn't want to disappoint Tang Song and her Senior Schoolmate, and hoped to present a work that would surprise them.

It was close to noon.

"Ring ring—" The Mobile Phone phone suddenly rang.

After glancing at the incoming call information, Cheng Qiuqiu paused for a moment before answering the phone, "Hello, Brother Jun Feng."

A familiar voice came through the receiver. "Good afternoon, Qiu Qiu. Have you eaten yet?"

"No."

We chatted briefly about everyday things.

Gao Junfeng said, "You're all alone in Yancheng, and Aunt Meihua is very worried about you. Since she doesn't know your current address, she sent some things to me and asked me to give them to you."

"I don't need it, just reject the visa for me."

"It's been signed for," Gao Junfeng said. "Aunt Meihua said there are some things inside that she brought for you from her hometown village."

Hearing his words, Cheng Qiuqiu gripped her Mobile Phone tightly and whispered, "Brother Jun Feng, where are you staying now? I'll come get it later."

"I just finished running some errands. I remember you said you're sharing an apartment with Gao Mengting in Qiaoxi District, right? I happen to be here. Send me the address, and I'll drive over to pick you up. You have a lot of stuff, so I'll bring it back for you and we can grab a bite together."

Cheng Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, thank you."

I hung up the phone.

Cheng Qiuqiu opened Gao Junfeng's WeChat and shared her location information for Zhu Xi Residential Area.

I just sat there, lost in thought.

The "Aunt Meihua" that Gao Junfeng mentioned is his mother, Li Meihua.

From being a left-behind child in a rural area to later losing his father and grandmother.

The problems she and her mother had were the result of long-term accumulation, and the reasons for them were very complex.

In her memory, her mother always yelled at her, and even hit her when she was depressed.

It wasn't until I went to university and broke free from my mother's control that I became increasingly distant from her.

Only then did my mother begin to become more reserved and gentle.

However, the psychological trauma has already taken hold.

Cheng Qiuqiu didn't want to go back to that "home"; she just wanted to stay far away from it.

Whenever she thought of this, a deep sense of loneliness would envelop her.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The Mobile Phone rang again.

Cheng Qiuqiu snapped out of her reverie, answered the phone, and whispered a few words.

I stood up, tidied myself up quickly, picked up my bag, and went downstairs.

As she walked out of the residential compound, Cheng Qiuqiu glanced around discreetly but did not see Gao Junfeng.

Just then.

"Beep beep—" A deep, resonant horn sounded.

A light purple Bentley parked next to them opened its door, and Gao Junfeng, dressed in a stylish autumn outfit, stepped out.

His black turtleneck sweater, casual trousers, and high-end leather shoes made him appear even more handsome and tall.

He looked radiant.

"Qiu Qiu, over here." Gao Junfeng put one hand in his pocket, looking calm and confident.

Noticing Cheng Qiuqiu's astonished gaze, he felt an immense surge of secret pleasure.

Returning home in wealth and honor is like wearing brocade at night.

Wasn't the reason he personally came to pick up Cheng Qiuqiu for this very moment?

Then his gaze couldn't help but sweep over Cheng Qiuqiu up and down, and an uncontrollable possessiveness welled up in his heart.

She has a classic, aloof, mature woman's face, a manga-like figure, and an air of unapproachability.

In terms of appearance alone, Cheng Qiuqiu is definitely one of the best girls he knows.

It's a pity that it's so cold. We've known each other for so many years, but we've never even held hands, let alone had any romantic feelings for each other.

Cheng Qiuqiu was taken aback for a moment, then greeted him, "Brother Jun Feng."

"Get in the car, let's go pick up the package first, and then I'll treat you to something nice." Gao Junfeng waved and pointed to the Bentley Continental next to him.

"Thank you." Cheng Qiuqiu nodded, without asking how he got the car.

That's just her personality; even if she has many questions in her mind, she won't easily say them out loud.

"Bang—" The car door was gently closed.

"The weather is nice today, it's good to get some fresh air," Gao Junfeng said with a light laugh, pulling on the convertible button on the center console.

About ten seconds later, the roof folded down gracefully.

Step on the brake and press the start button.

The vehicle started instantly, and the dazzling LCD instrument panel lit up.

With the roar of the engine, the Bentley Continental accelerated and entered the main road of Yancheng.

Impressed by the luxurious interior and the amazed looks from passersby, and glancing at Cheng Qiuqiu sitting in the passenger seat, his good mood reached its peak at that moment.

Although he can't afford such a luxury car now, who knows what the future holds?

He was already the assistant vice president of Zhongcheng Group, with a very high social circle, and had even met Bai Fumei like Qin Hua.

With his good looks, he'll eventually realize his dream of finding a top-tier Second-Generation Rich girlfriend.

Thinking of this, Gao Junfeng felt an overwhelming surge of ambition.

I'm determined to climb to the top step by step, one step at a time. I want to be like Zhao...

"Cough cough—"

Gao Junfeng coughed lightly, one hand on the steering wheel and the other casually resting on the door frame, and said with a smile, "Qiu Qiu, you're working at Meng Ting's company now, right? How's the pay?"

Cheng Qiuqiu said in a low voice, "It's great, my Senior Schoolmate is really nice to me."

"Oh? So the salary is over 6k?" Gao Junfeng raised his eyebrows. "Does it include Five Insurances and One Fund, etc."

He didn't know much about Gao Mengting's company, only that she used to run a clothing store, and later she seemed to have started an online store.

When Cheng Qiuqiu was introduced to the other party, it was to help design the storefront and logo.

Cheng Qiuqiu paused for a moment, then said, "Monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, plus performance bonuses, six types of insurance and one housing fund, year-end bonus of more than two months' salary, phone allowance, meal allowance, paid sick leave... all included."

As he listened to her description, Gao Junfeng's smile gradually froze.

After graduating with a master's degree, he worked as an assistant to the vice president, earning a monthly salary of 11,000 yuan, which was considered an extremely high salary in Yancheng.

I originally wanted to take this opportunity to show off, but instead, I ended up being the one who got humiliated.

Cheng Qiuqiu's treatment was much better than his own.

Grinning, Gao Junfeng said somewhat awkwardly, "Such high compensation! Can the company afford it? I remember Meng Ting works in clothing sales, right?"

"Yes." Cheng Qiuqiu explained, "I used to run a shop, and later I partnered with a friend to open this e-commerce company. We currently have more than 80 employees, and our monthly sales have steadily exceeded ten million. We are currently working on our own brand."

"Cough cough cough!!" Gao Junfeng choked on his own saliva, his eyes widening as he exclaimed, "Over 80 employees... monthly sales of tens of millions... this..."

He was quite familiar with Gao Mengting. He had heard that she had started her own business before, and he had joked and laughed with his classmates about it, not taking it too seriously.

Hearing that the other party had suddenly become so awesome, I felt a mix of emotions.

Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and said nothing more.

She spoke in such detail because she hoped to convey the message to her mother through Gao Junfeng.

This will make the other party stop sending you things and stop suddenly showing up in Yancheng.

She can live a good life on her own.

The car continued forward, but Gao Junfeng seemed somewhat distracted.

Cheng Qiuqiu leaned back in the leather seat, casually gazing at the distant scenery.

Before we knew it, the car had entered Huai'an Road.

While waiting at the traffic light.

A roar of an engine could be heard.

As a motorcycle enthusiast, Cheng Qiuqiu subconsciously looked towards the right lane.

Immediately afterwards, two familiar figures appeared before them.

Ninja400 and Suzuki uy125, Tang Song and Ling Ling.

Through the dark helmet visor, Cheng Qiuqiu seemed to see a pair of deep eyes.