[Body] 1053 All principal and interest will be made up! ------------ Chapter 1053 All principal and interest will be made up "Lu Yun, what are you waiting for?" Wobbling Chicken stood on the podium, watching Lu Yun fiddling behind Wang Shiyu, and immediately shouted sharply. Lu Yun, puffing out his chest and glaring at Wobbling Chicken with a look of sheer frustration, replied, "It'll be fine soon." Then, he whispered to Wang Shiyu, "Miss, don't forget to give yourself to me when we meet tonight." "Give yourself to me? You're just a fool—go on, get out and stand there as punishment!" Though Wang Shiyu was quite sharp in her tone, she couldn't move any further, fearing once again that Lu Yun would take advantage of her. Lu Yun gave a hearty chuckle. "Then let's go out there. Standing outside in the sunlight sounds quite pleasant." With that, he strode toward the classroom door, occasionally casting a reassuring glance toward Liang Hongyu along the way. Wang Shiyu watched Lu Yun's back and, instinctively, thought of her own grasp earlier. Her face flushed, and a thought suddenly surfaced that even she found surprising: his things—how big they were! Of course, they were big—how could they not be, if he could attract so many girls around him? This was truly the foundation of a man's worth. No matter how handsome you are, if your essentials aren't up to par, you're just a beautifully dressed pillow—pretty to look at, but utterly useless. Women simply wouldn't welcome such a figure. Outside the classroom, Lu Yun wasn't really listening to Wei Nizhe's chicken, who merely recited the textbook content mechanically, paying little attention to anything else. Honestly, one couldn't believe how he had managed to get this far, let alone end up as the homeroom teacher. After randomly flipping through a few pages of his textbook, Lu Yun began to scan the surroundings. When he and Zhou Yaqian had settled the matter earlier, Liu's mother had also come along. At the time, Lu Yun was eager to find Zhang Ning and had been dragged by Zhang Yi’s towering bear-like figure into the canteen—there simply wasn’t time to look for her afterward. But this gave him some comfort: he was sure that Liu’s mother had witnessed the entire scene between himself and Hu Zi, and now her worries must be settled. Standing here in the scorching heat wasn’t exactly a pleasant experience. After standing for a while, he immediately felt a sense of dizziness, silently cursing the crookedly roasted chicken. With that, he picked up his textbook and dashed off toward Liu’s widow’s small grocery store. There's something that's been lingering in Lu Yun's heart ever since—Meng Li's small grocery store is about to be sold, and Meng Li herself is heading to the county to seek a better life. Lu Yun has been thinking about this for a while. After the store is sold, he plans to pay a high price to buy it back from someone else, because the store holds so many joyful memories of his and Meng Li's shared life—he doesn't want it to end up in someone else's hands. Lü Yun shook his head helplessly and said, "It's still because I was a little late for class earlier. The homeroom teacher has been giving me the cold shoulder ever since—making me stand outside the classroom while the rest of the students are inside. It's so hot out here, I'm almost being baked dry!" Liu Guo-wu, seeing Lü Yun drenched in sweat, sighed and shook her head, "You never know when you'll be a bother—go inside and rest now." Lü Yun chuckled, "Uncle, you really do care for me." "Well, you're always talking," Liu Guo-wu smiled, and took his hand, leading him into the convenience store. Sitting on a chair, chewing on an ice pop, Lü Yun casually asked, "Aunt, when exactly is this convenience store being sold?" Liu Guo-wu was taken aback, combed her hair gently, and said softly, "We agreed it would be within the next couple of days, but the buyer has suddenly had some urgent matters come up and doesn't have enough funds yet—so we'll have to wait a few more days." Lü Yun nodded. The longer it took, the better— "Hehe, Aunt, now there's not much company around—so, shall we…?" Before Lu Yun finished speaking, Liu's widow already sensed from the mischievous smile on his face what he intended to do. Her heart stirred, yet she promptly scolded, "I knew it—something wasn't right with your visit!" Lu Yun protested, "No, Aunt, I'm here to do something good for you. You're going to the county soon, and after that, I won't see you again. Even if I do see you, I'm not sure how difficult it'll be to catch up with you." Lu Yun spoke the truth, and upon hearing him, Mrs. Liu felt a sudden pang of emotion. Over these days of getting to know Lu Yun, she had grown deeply dependent on this young man—much younger than herself. Whenever they were together, she never treated him as a child; instead, she had genuinely regarded him as her own husband. Yet, the significant age gap between them, coupled with her own life circumstances, had always seemed destined to bring only a modest outcome for their relationship. After much hesitation, Mrs. Liu finally decided to sell her small shop and move to the county town—seeking to forget her past grievances and distance herself from the place that had caused her so much pain. Yet, no matter when or where, she would never forget Lu Yun. Never. Smiling slightly with a touch of bitterness, Liu's wife lowered her voice and said, "Yun, didn't Aunt already explain it clearly to you last time? After I settle in the county town, I'll soon let you know my address. If you miss me on weekends, just come and visit me." Luo Yun stood up and walked to Liu's wife, finished off the popsicle in her hands at one go, then shook her head and said, "Aunt, can't we just stay?" Liu's wife shook her head, but couldn't find the words. Luo Yun understood the years of hardship that had been building up in Liu's wife's heart and didn't press further. She turned and closed the door, then went straight to Liu's wife, picked her up without a word, and carried her steadily toward the inner room. Liu's wife didn't struggle or complain. Thinking about how infrequent their future meetings would become, and also feeling anxious since not seeing Luo Yun these past few days, she gently rested her head on Luo Yun's shoulder and allowed herself to be carried into the inner room, then slowly placed herself on the small bed. "I'll make up for all the days I'll never see or accomplish with you—paying back every cent, principal and interest—right now." After placing the widow on the bed, Lu Yun pretended to be stern and said this to her. The widow smiled gently, knowing that such opportunities would grow rarer with time. She immediately composed herself and fully immersed herself in the moment, laughing softly, "You'll be exhausted." "Exhausted? I'm willing to be!" Lu Yun leapt onto her, his hands already slipping past the hem of his shirt. He cradled the two warm, soft bodies in his arms, gently squeezing them, and sighed contentedly. Lu Yun felt as though a fire was burning inside him, pressing down with force. His fingers, kneading and squeezing hard against the two large, snowy white buns on Liu Guozi’s table, sent a steady, electric tingling sensation through her buns. The two pink tips of the buns, caught between Lu Yun’s fingers, caused Liu Guozi’s body to tremble gently. As he listened to Liu Guozi’s increasingly rapid breathing, Lu Yun knew his fingers had made an impact on her two great snowy peaks. Glancing at the mature woman, eyes closed in bliss, Lu Yun decisively shifted his hands to a new position. In a matter of moments, he removed all of Liu Guozi’s clothing, his gaze fixed steadily on her private area. "What are you looking at?" he asked, "You haven’t seen it before, have you?" Liu’s wife felt no sense of Lu Yun’s next move, blinked in confusion, only to find him staring intently at her lower lips, his face instantly flushing. “Heh, Auntie, I’m going to enjoy this while I can—after today, I won’t have it so easy,” Lu Yun chuckled, leaning down. It seemed Liu’s wife anticipated what Lu Yun was about to do—she slowly parted her legs, revealing the damp, well-worn spot that Lu Yun had already made quite wet. Yet to her surprise, Lu Yun didn’t reach down with his fingers or his mouth to attend to her. Instead, he swiftly undressed himself, and with the strength of a spring fully charged, he surged forward, entering her field of vision with a determined, commanding presence. For some reason, when Liu's widow saw Lu Yun's equipment, she suddenly sat up and reached out, grabbing it firmly in her hands. "So hot," she murmured, her face glowing with a warm, happy flush as she felt the intense heat radiating from it. Lu Yun smiled gently. "Would you like to try a couple of bites, Aunt?" Liu's widow nodded softly and gently placed the sturdy equipment into her mouth. Her delicate tongue danced across the bare, smooth head of it, sending Lu Yun a soft, involuntary hum. Since the very first time he had experienced her fragrant, aromatic tongue during her culinary delights, Lu Yun had already been impressed by her skill. Now, with the equipment once again nestled in her mouth, and considering that their chances of meeting again might be few, he fully immersed himself in the moment. As a result, the equipment swelled and intensified, growing hotter and more vibrant, like a red-hot iron rod. "Aunt, this is so comfortable," Lu Yun hummed, clearly enjoying the sensation. Liu, the widow, became even more enthusiastic upon hearing Lu Yun's words, occasionally emitting soft sighs and sucking sounds that only heightened Lu Yun's excitement. At this moment, Liu felt her body growing warm, the flowing water in Water Curtain Cave surging like a tide, pressing deeply into the cave's depths—so much so that she needed to be filled to prevent the vibrant, yet shyly flowing streams from spilling out. "Little Yun..." she managed to say, her eyes gleaming with longing.