My Dongguan Love Story

When I arrived at the driving school, Liu Xiaoli and the others had already started practicing driving.

Just then, Xiaoli finished her driving practice and got out of the car. As soon as she saw me, she smiled and quickly walked over to me, saying, "Dazhuang, you're here to practice driving?"

She looked at me with a bright, excited expression, her affection for me quite evident. I couldn't help but wonder to myself, how could she be so much more enthusiastic and proactive than yesterday in just one night? Could it be that I gave her a ride home yesterday and she's been remembering that favor?

Despite my doubts, I smiled and nodded at her: "Okay, come and practice, and try to get your driver's license as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoli immediately invited, "We're going to a unified training session tomorrow, do you want to come along?"

It was only then that I learned from her that the process of getting a driver's license has become much stricter. You have to participate in unified training arranged by the traffic management department, attend 20 class hours, and sign in and record your attendance on time. Only after completing all of this are you eligible to register for the theory test (subject 1).

Coach Wu originally thought that since I was new to driving, there was no need for me to rush to attend training. But when he heard that I was eager to get my license as soon as possible, he readily agreed and enrolled me in the training program.

After completing the registration procedures and practicing driving for a while, everyone else left one after another, but Liu Xiaoli lingered. She quickly walked up to me and whispered, "Dazhuang, could you give me a ride back to the Polytechnic Institute later?"

Without much thought, I figured giving someone a ride along the way wouldn't be a big deal, so I smiled and readily agreed.

Afterwards, I went to the bike shed, took out my motorcycle, and parked it in front of her. Xiaoli happily got on. The motorcycle moved forward steadily, and she sat behind me, watching my back. She was conflicted and wanted to reach out and hug my waist several times, but she was too shy and couldn't muster the courage.

But she was determined to get closer to me, and after much hesitation, she finally reached out and gently grasped the hem of my clothes. Her body unconsciously leaned slightly towards me, and we stayed close together the whole way. With the gentle swaying of the car, her heart was filled with shyness and joy. We stayed like this all the way until we arrived safely at the entrance of the Polytechnic Institute.

After getting off the bus, Xiaoli stood there hesitantly for a long time, looking like she wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to speak. I was a little puzzled by her appearance, so I took the initiative to say, "Just say what you want to say, don't hold back."

Xiao Li hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and looked at me with a smile, her eyes crinkling: "It's nothing, thank you so much for today, Da Zhuang."

After saying that, he waved to me, turned around, and quickly walked into the campus.

The next day, I first went to the factory to do a quick inspection of the tasks at hand, and then rushed to attend the driver's license training. The whole day's course did not end until 5 p.m.

It had been a long time since I had been able to concentrate in class. Sitting down all day, I felt dizzy and uncomfortable all over. But the thought of finishing the test and getting my driver's license soon kept me patient and focused on the lessons.

As soon as they stepped out of the training venue, Liu Xiaoli quickly caught up with them, her cheeks slightly flushed, and asked softly, "Dazhuang, do you have anything else to do later?"

I turned to look at her, secretly guessing that she probably wanted me to give her a ride home again, which was no problem for me at all.

"What's wrong?" I asked casually.

Xiao Li hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and said, "I feel really bad for troubling you to give me a ride these past few days. Let me treat you to a meal."

I was taken aback for a moment, and looked at her with some surprise. I quickly waved my hand and declined, saying, "No need to be so polite, it's nothing."

When Xiaoli saw me decline, she was slightly taken aback at first, then pursed her lips, stepped forward and affectionately took my arm, saying in a coquettish tone, "Okay! Don't refuse, let's go."

With her taking the initiative to link arms with me, I couldn't refuse any longer, so I went with her to a nearby Hunan restaurant and sat down.

Xiao Li casually ordered several strongly flavored spicy dishes. Looking at the table full of dishes covered in red oil, I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you used to eating such spicy food?"

She raised an eyebrow and replied with a smile, "What's wrong with this? I just love spicy food."

I then casually asked, "Judging from your taste, where are you from?"

"I'm from Sichuan, what about you?" Xiao Li smiled brightly and playfully.

I was immediately pleasantly surprised and quickly replied, "What a coincidence! I'm also from Sichuan. Which part are you from exactly?"

After chatting for a while, I learned that Liu Xiaoli and I were from the same village, only a dozen kilometers apart, making us true neighbors.

When Xiaoli learned that our two families lived so close, she was overjoyed and immediately ordered a few more bottles of beer, insisting on having a good drink with me, her fellow villager.

Seeing her clumsily twisting the bottle and struggling to even open the cap, I couldn't help but laugh and tease her: "Judging from how you open the bottle, you probably can't hold your liquor. Don't expect me to take you home if you get drunk later; I'm not going to carry you back."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoli immediately puffed out her cheeks indignantly, as if I had underestimated her, and said arrogantly, "Don't underestimate me. In our dormitory, my alcohol tolerance is one of the best."

Seeing her like this, I quickly went along with her and said, "Okay, okay, you have the best alcohol tolerance, no one can compare."

The two laughed and clinked glasses for a drink. Soon, steaming dishes were served one after another. They ate and chatted, completely oblivious to the commotion outside the restaurant.

In the shadows not far from the Hunan restaurant, several people were secretly watching us. One of them, a man with a gloomy face and a buzz cut, took out his phone and dialed Huang Jingyi's number, reporting in a low voice, "We've got them on our radar."

Huang Jingyi's cold and ruthless voice came from the other end of the phone: "Get rid of him. I don't want to see him again."

"clear."

The man with the buzz cut hung up the phone, lit a cigarette, squinted, and stared at us in the store with an unfriendly look.

Liu Xiaoli and I were completely unaware of the impending crisis. We continued chatting enthusiastically about trivial matters in our hometown village. The more we talked, the more we clicked. We felt comfortable and at ease with each other, just like old friends who had known each other for many years.

The two quickly finished their beer and, still in high spirits, ordered two more bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor) to continue drinking.

After a hearty meal and drinks, Liu Xiaoli was already quite drunk, her cheeks flushed and her eyes somewhat glazed. I quickly spoke up to stop her from drinking any more.

She obediently took a few sips and then stopped, immediately waving to the waiter to prepare the bill. Although it was agreed that she would treat me, I couldn't possibly let a young girl in school pay, so I immediately paid for the meal myself.

When Xiaoli saw that I had paid the bill, a blush crept onto her face, and she said softly, "Dazhuang, then I'll consider this my debt to you. Next time, I'll take you to our school cafeteria and the food street. The food there is especially authentic, and it'll be my treat."

I laughed and casually agreed, "Sure, let's go back first. Are you still able to walk steadily?"

She was about to say she was fine, but upon hearing this, she immediately pretended to be unsteady on her feet and said softly, "I'm a little dizzy, and I'm swaying as I walk. Can you help me?"

I was afraid she might fall because she was drunk, so I quickly reached out and steadied her.

With me holding her close, Xiaoli could truly feel the warmth of my body, and she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, unable to help but smile.

She had secretly liked me for a long time and wanted me to be her boyfriend, but she was too shy to say it directly. So she thought she could use these intimate gestures to slowly close the distance between us.

She knew she was good-looking and had a good figure, and she thought that by taking the initiative to approach me, she would definitely win me over. Besides, she had never been in a relationship before, so she was innocent and thought I definitely wouldn't reject her. She looked at me softly, her eyes full of shyness and anticipation.

Feeling my hand on her waist, Xiaoli's heart stirred, and she mustered up her courage to gently place her hand on my other waist.

She herself had a slender waist, but when she touched my waist, it felt exceptionally firm and strong. With a touch of her fingertips, she could feel a warm, thin layer of sweat. He exuded a strong masculine aura, which made her heart race.

I helped the tipsy Xiaoli out of the restaurant, carefully helped her onto the motorcycle and made sure she was seated, then slowly rode forward. I was so focused on her that I didn't notice a car had been quietly following us.