12 years have passed since then. To tell the truth, at the end of the year when I witnessed the scene of an affair with the host under the bed in Mao's room, my grandpa suddenly passed away, and I received a considerable inheritance. She was a bit of a landlord bonbon in my hometown. I paid off all of Mao's debts with that sum of money and also paid her scholarship early. Since then, I stopped working at night and continued the long-distance relationship as it was, and Mao returned to the countryside as soon as she graduated and we had a wedding ceremony. Even after eight years of marriage, Mao's libido shows no signs of abating. It seems that she masturbates every day after I go to work. I didn't think that would cure Mao's manhood, but I had no choice but to watch it in silence...
