At night, the battery-powered clock on the wall finally moved its hands into the 5:00 position.
Even though dusk was the time of day when the colors were deepest and most dazzling, in a certain little room, there was still no way to know the exact time of day except through the clock and electronic devices.
The pitch-black blackout curtains and the transom window in the bedroom door, which had been sealed with cardboard, let through not even the slightest bit of light.
This also meant that the smells in the room could not escape.
Half-eaten potato chips, a cup of instant noodles with a little soup left in it, and empty spicy snack bags that still gave off a strong aroma...
The room had always been completely enveloped in the combined smell of these things. After staying in that environment for a long time, one stopped noticing anything unusual.
That was exactly how it was for Hua Xin.
But the room now was completely free of that strange, mixed smell. Instead, it had been replaced by the sweet, cloying fragrance of a special kind of water...
That fruity scent easily inspired goodwill.
For example, when a friend or classmate visited your home, they might exclaim, "Wow, your house actually has such a natural water fragrance..." or offer some other compliment like that.
Hua Xin did not buy perfume, nor did she buy water.
She maintained her vitamin intake solely through the various vitamin tablets she snatched from the "Chop One" platform.
So the question was, where exactly had this baffling water?? fragrance come from?
There was only one truth...
At some point, Hua Xin, who had been leaning against the headboard, had ended up in the middle of the bed. Her long hair, which had originally been dry, now clung to the girl's face as if it had been soaked with water.
There was no need to doubt it.
That was right, yes, correct, √, droite in French, Пpaвnльho in Russian, rechts in German... It was exactly what you were thinking.
The teddy-bear bedsheet she had changed just two days ago had gotten wet.
If you moved closer, you might even find the source of that watery smell.
"Mmm..."
Hua Xin gasped heavily.
She had completely emptied her mind, becoming unable to think about anything at all, a total of four times.
From initially believing that she could finish things just as completely as when she had been a man as long as she simply performed the actions, to now unconsciously making provocative movements, Hua Xin had to admit that her current body was practically an eternal-motion machine.
"Is it over...?"
Once her consciousness returned, Hua Xin felt the dryness in her throat, as if it were about to catch fire. She quickly grabbed the half-full bottle of Binglu by the bed and gulped it down.
"Ha..."
"I'm revived..."
After replenishing her fluids, Hua Xin finally recovered her senses, only to feel warning signals coming from her body.
Her waist was terribly sore. A pair of slender, bare legs appeared in her field of vision, even glimmering faintly in the weak light because of the moisture.
Hua Xin fell silent.
That familiar, prominent bulge had not followed her command. In its place was a flat sensation.
With a cry of "Wow," the naked beauty on the bed burst into tears.
"Didn't you say I'd turn back after doing it four times??????"
"Why are you being so cruel to me, God??"
"I want my little bro back! Give me back my little bro! (In a sobbing voice)"
It was as if a pitiable, helpless young girl had been slapped in the face with a stack of the largest-denomination banknotes, then covered her body with a white quilt on the bed while watching a man tie his belt, utterly at a loss.
There were still a few tears glistening at the corners of Hua Xin's eyes.
The short-sleeved shirt she wore was extremely loose, exposing a large section of the girl's delicate shoulders and collarbones.
For some reason, ever since her little bro had run away from home, she had become especially prone to crying.
She could genuinely shed tears now, rather than merely crying without tears in her heart as she had before.
"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu..."
The current situation was much worse than merely losing her little bro.
This time, she truly had no way out.
Hua Xin resigned herself to opening her watery eyes and lying motionless like a salted fish.
Following the law of conservation of energy, even the formula that four rounds of jerking off equaled four rounds of riding the waves had failed to reverse the situation. What other options could a shut-in like her possibly have?
Hua Xin stopped crying and once again opened a bottle of Binglu, gulping down more than half of it.
It really consumed too much water.
Before this, she could make one bottle last an entire day.
"Has it already been that long...?"
After wiping the tears from her eyes, Hua Xin, her legs weak and sore, pulled on a pair of boxer shorts printed with little black wolves. Then, an electric-shock-like sensation made her sit stiffly on the bed.
Her mind went blank once more.
Trembling, she pinched part of her short-sleeved shirt between both hands, trying to make it puff out as much as possible.
That way, it would no longer rub against her skin.
Feeling her current delicate, weak, and easily-pushed-over appearance, Hua Xin fell silent once again.
She suddenly remembered a famous saying: "Practice reveals the truth."
She had not searched the term she had wanted to look up earlier, but her recent practical experience had undoubtedly already given her the answer.
"Phew..."
Looking utterly speechless, Hua Xin clutched her short sleeves and sat back down beside the computer desk.
With nowhere else to turn, she could only entrust the last of her hopes to the forum users. And then there was that person... Never mind.
Hua Xin gave up on the idea of asking that person, black lines filling her forehead. Whenever she thought of him, all she could recall were the painful memories from the game.
After being brutally crushed with a score of 0–24–1 while playing Yuumi, she had challenged him to a one-on-one match in a fit of rage.
Naturally, the result was that she added the opponent on QQ and sent him the twenty yuan she had lost. The reason she had not deleted him was, of course, that she would occasionally go and greet him. Even when he did not reply, she would keep greeting him anyway.
If he did not block or delete her, then he could just wait to get flamed by her!
"Hmph..."
The girl snorted coldly and opened the post she had made a few hours earlier.
Replies:
Sora Yao: Give the brothers something good.
Outrageous Outrageous Outrageous°: Get on with it first.
Bian Shui: See if there's any fluid left after the ejaculation and experiment to see whether you can self-fertilize.
Hua Xin stopped moving the mouse and, gritting her teeth, blocked Bian Shui's reply.
"Are you the ultimate invincible trashy, stinking, disgusting, inferior, perverted creature?!"
"How could you even come up with such a bizarre idea??"
After furiously cursing for a while, Hua Xin glanced somewhat awkwardly at the toilet paper on top of the trash can.
It had already dried.
What am I even thinking about?!
The girl, embarrassed and furious, slammed a hand onto the keyboard.
It hurt, and she immediately behaved herself.
After calming down, she continued scrolling through the replies.
Big Gun Holding a Pipe: ??
Thank you: ??
Balloon Balloon Often: Keep going for four more rounds and see if you can turn back.
Seeing this, Hua Xin looked at the damp spot on the bed and felt her sore waist, legs, hands—in fact, her entire aching body. She silently closed the post.
If she turned back, she would definitely be relieved that someone else was as clever as she was.
Sprawled in the chair, Hua Xin saw the glaring word "Male" on her identity card and felt utterly hopeless.
Only then did she realize what it meant. She suddenly stood at attention, then muttered to herself in shock??
"Wait."
"I didn't become an unregistered person, did I?"
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