Her name was Ling Wai. We found ourselves in a park in Qingdao. She came very close to me and said: “Kissing is like drinking salted water: you drink and your thirst increases.” I was a bit surprised, I blushed and thought about how to respond. When she was about to kiss me, I replied: “I dreamed a thousand new paths. . . I woke and walked my old one.” She, not impressed, but willing to continue with her kiss, then said: “When the heart is at ease, the body is healthy.” I, a bit restless, backed off again and replied: “Pleasure for one hour, a bottle of wine. Pleasure for one year, a marriage; but pleasure for a lifetime, a garden.” She suddenly stopped, repeated “Garden?” - thought about it for a moment - and then said: “Do not anxiously hope for that which has not yet come; do not vainly regret what is already past.” I thought whatever I'll say, she'll have a quick reply and I can't prevent her from kissing me. I thought “It is the beautiful bird which gets caged.” Why I can't escape? I thought, she's hot and everything, but I am married. I wanna get out of this situation. But I had to keep my calm, so I thought to myself: “If you're patient in one moment of anger, you will escape hundred days of sorrow.” I then tried hard to regain my senses. Come on... Open them up! It's enough already!
I'm back. The only thing I remember is that after “I dreamed a thousand new paths. . . I woke and walked my old one.” Again.
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