Chapter 1157: As a child, Hào Dōnglián was indulgent toward Lù Yún. Undoubtedly, she harbored some subtle feelings for Líng Xiǎomàn, yet as soon as she saw Xiǎomàn’s figure, reminiscent of a snow lotus, Lù Yún’s entire demeanor instantly dissolved. He never felt even the slightest sense of disrespect toward her. Otherwise, with Lù Yún’s capabilities, Xiǎomàn—such a heavenly beauty—would have long since become his prized dish. "Uncle, where is Lin Linshu?" Lù Yún had been thinking of Lin Shu all along, and had made numerous efforts to help her escape early from the persistent entanglements of the second-semester student. Ha Donglian smiled and said, "She's been staying in your room. This girl has always been quite shy—besides helping me with household chores, she never leaves the house. She always says that because of her, our family has been troubled by Er-tu-zi's disturbances. You should go check on her. Also, the plan you mentioned to Aunt last week—don't you think it's time to move forward with it? Don't keep putting it off. The sooner you resolve it, the sooner Lin Shu will be free from her troubles." Lu Yun nodded and said, "Aunt, I'll remember that. Please give a word to Xiao Man, and I'll go back to my room to check on Lin Shu." "Go on, go on. Oh, with so many beautiful young ladies, I can't help but think about which one I'd like to see married!" Ha Donglian sighed with admiration. "Aunt..." Lu Yun felt a wave of nervousness rush over him—how truly wonderful Aunt was, always so comfortable with all the young women around him. "Never mind, never mind. This young man still feels quite embarrassed around Aunt!" Ha Donglian laughed and entered the room. Lin Shu was sitting on the cot when Lu Yun entered the room, her delicate face blooming with a charming smile. "Lin Shu姐," Lu Yun stared, slightly stunned. Though Lin Shu wasn't a woman of breathtaking beauty, there was an irresistible charm about her. At this moment, as Lin Shu smiled, Lu Yun felt suddenly dazed, his body warming up, and he instinctively jumped onto the cot, embracing her tightly in his arms. Lin Shu gently nodded, her arms encircling Lu Yun's back, and said, "Little Yun, I don't want to go back to Er Tu Zi's side. Would you mind if I just leave here right now?" The warmth spreading through her body instantly cooled as she spoke. Lu Yun looked at Lin Shu with a serious expression. Though he deeply admired her, her attitude was clear—she wanted to leave and never stay in this place of sorrow, treating their relationship as a beautiful dream that would always remain vivid in her memory. Lu Yun remained silent. Lin Shu spoke softly, "Xiao Yun, I know you like me, but my health—" Although Lin Shu remained puzzled, she still nodded gently and suddenly blushed, saying, "Yun, I don't think there's much I can repay you—only my body..." Lü Yun's heart stirred suddenly. She asked, "Then, will we meet again?" "Yes," Lin Shu replied with firm determination. "Once I escape this nightmare and establish myself outside, if I can build my own career, I'll bring you over right away." Pausing a moment, she added, "If you don't mind my body being a bit unclean, I'll make you my wife then." "Hook on it," Lü Yun extended her little thumb. "Hook on it," Lin Shu said, her eyes glistening with tears. Lu Yun understood that once Lin Shu had gone, they might never meet again. In a world so vast, it was already a matter of fortune that two strangers should come to know each other. As for whether they would ever see each other again, Lu Yun had no idea, nor did Lin Shu. Yet as long as Lin Shu never forgot the Cheng Taijin village or Lu Yun, she would surely return at some point. When they did meet again, it would be after many years—things would remain the same, yet people would have changed. The scene of that reunion Lin Shu dared not imagine, nor did she wish to. To her, Lu Yun was still just a child. Yet it was precisely this young, half-grown boy who had left her the warmest moments of her life. If time could be reversed, if her life had not been so full of suffering, if she had been younger and had met Lu Yun in a different way—would the Lu Yun before her now have been the most solid foundation of her life? Parting brought deep sorrow. Lin Shu lay gently beside Lu Yun, her fair, simple hands gliding over his chest, her voice ethereal. "Xiao Yun, I'll miss you. Will you let me have one good moment?" A lingering sense of parting sentiment flowed between them. Lu Yun didn't like this atmosphere; upon hearing Lin Shu's words, he chuckled and said, "Lin Shu sister, it's not working now—look, the one below hasn't reacted at all." Lin Shu blushed and smiled, "Then shall I take care of you? I'm leaving tomorrow. I'll remember your scent, and carry it with me for life." Saying this, she reached out to gently touch Lu Yun's member. Lu Yun jolted awake. Even though he was brave, he simply couldn’t manage now—after having just delivered a long speech to the woman with the sharp tongue. With any reaction at all, the very instrument he used would still bear her traces, and he absolutely couldn’t let those traces enter Lin Shu’s body. "Ms. Lin, it’s so hot today. I’ll go take a shower first. Hehe, just wait for me—by the time you’re done, you’ll never forget me!" Lu Yun, fearing that Lin Shu might hesitate, quickly rose and got off the bed. "All right, hurry up and get washed—once you're done, I'll come and tidy up," Lu Yun said with a smile. "Sister, why don't you wash me instead?" As she spoke, she placed the water basin in the kitchen and began to take off her clothes. "How old are you now, still needing me to bathe you?" Ha Donglian laughed and scolded. "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Xiao Man's here—don't even think of doing anything improper." In the blink of an eye, Lu Yun had completely undressed and stood facing Ha Donglian, smiling. "Sister, didn't you often bathe me when I was little? And you always made me share your bed? I really miss those days. It would be wonderful to share a bed with you again at night, and have two big buns to eat." Ha Donglian sighed softly, as if reflecting on the passage of time. It had been so many years already—Lu Yun, once a little child, had now grown into a young man taller than even herself. Yet when Hao Donglian heard what Lu Yun said next, she blushed deeply and remarked, "You little brat! How dare you speak so proudly when, back then, you used to kick my lower body with your feet!" Lu Yun, wiping water from his body, chuckled and said, "Sister, I didn't know then what that was for—I always ended up splashing water all over you every time." While cleaning himself, Lu Yun hadn't washed long before suddenly remembering the delightful moments of sleeping together with his third aunt in the same bed, and his body quickly responded—his member suddenly rose like a furious dragon. "You still have the nerve to say that every night I'm so miserable from you!" Hao Donglian blushed furiously, and as she spoke, her eyes suddenly caught Lu Yun's member—she gasped, her breath momentarily cut off, and a warm current surged through her body. Lu Yun noticed that her third aunt was staring at her with an unusually intense expression, and immediately understood—her third aunt must have been stirred by the memories she had shared about her childhood. Taking a single step, she closed the kitchen door. Lu Yun then approached Ha Donglian, who had still not recovered from the surprise, and in one fluid motion, embraced her warmly. "Ha Donglian dodged Lu Yun's hands, murmuring a soft scolding: 'You're truly impossible! Well, stop touching me—water's already flowing down my legs now. I'd like Little Yun's big member to handle it!' 'Then why won't you let me?' Lu Yun eventually managed to slide his hands into Ha Donglian's skirt, and as his palm passed through, he indeed found it damp with warm, fresh water. 'Uncle, there's so much water now—I'll be gentle, so you'll feel comfortable, won't I?' Hearing Lu Yun's plaintive tone, Ha Donglian, breathless from the continuous pressure and digging of his fingers, gasped out, 'You really are impossible! Then please be gentle—I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back and will have to make a sound.' Lu Yun nodded and smiled, 'I promise to be very, very gentle.' 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