In fact, I have been back to Wanzhou many times, but every time it was quietly.Yesterday, I came back again.Chongqing Wanzhou, this place I love and hate. I sat in Wangjiapo's street garden and kept calling Chen Juan.The thirteenth time Chen finally answered, she said she was playing outside with her husband's family and didn't hear the ringtone.I said, I am near your house, are you coming? Twenty minutes later, she came.The lights in the garden were dim, and she could not be seen clearly.She said, I told them to go to Guanyin Temple to burn incense, but came here instead.I wanted to grab her hand, but I didn't dare. She was wearing a black dress, dignified and noble in the haze.Yes, she is a standard woman from a good family, maybe she can be considered a noble lady in Wanzhou.She was quite unrestrained eight years ago, but that was eight years ago after all.In the blink of an eye in eight years, a girl becomes a aunt, and tens of thousands of girls in Wanzhou should become aunts.

Eight years ago, I was also an innocent teenager.I'm in my junior year and haven't dated yet, so my eyes are bloodshot with anxiety.At night, I tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep, and my mind was full of the breasts and thighs of women seen in the video room.At that time, the atmosphere on Hangyan Lawn was rapidly deteriorating, and playing with friends began to become the overriding main theme. From the veritable playground to the lawn called Lover's Slope, their obscene voices were everywhere. Because I realized it too late and started too slowly, the female students who were originally close to the water were all messed up by others. My roommates advised me to look outside the school.A Fengjie classmate named Zhang Jian volunteered to take me out of the mountains, "If you want to meet my sister, you have to go to the Golden Triangle," he said.

The so-called "Golden Triangle" refers to the triangular area with kindergarten teachers, Chinese medicine schools, and health schools as the apex.These three schools have a lot of younger sisters, and it is said that they are easy to deceive.Every weekend, Zhang Jian and I would sneakily stand outside the gates of the above-mentioned schools, strike up conversations with those who were pleasing to the eye, and received countless blank stares.Zhang Jian looked at me up and down, and said, this is not good, look at you, there are so many pimples on your face. So I changed it to night action, and let the night PS my handsome face.Zhang Jian took me to the Xiali Ballroom by the Gaosun Pond, the legendary spot for picking up girls.Any Wanzhou person who wants to pick up girls will never ignore the existence of Xiali.Now that Xiali has been closed for many years, God knows how many people still miss it.

In this way, I met Chen Juan.