1 How I Met Her 1

Jia-Hao held Mei-Mei, his new daughter, in one hand and grasped Li-li's hand in the other. He remembered the day he met her, she was the bravest girl he had ever seen.

It was a rainy night and Li-li was returning from work at a store. She clutched her raincoat tightly, fear and exhaustion consumed her. It was really late into the night but the money from her night shift could really help her parents so, she didn't mind.

She was seventeen and along with being a hardworking young girl, she had good morals and was as beautiful as she was smart.

The whole community had initially thought that she was homosexual because she had not been seen near the opposite sex, despite their advances and had shown public affection for women and girls but she denied it all, saying she didn't want her purity to be tarnished.

She had androphobia and deeply feared the opposite sex. That was what drew Hao to her. She was kind, loving and creative. But he didn't know how to get to her.

While other young women and girls slept with every man, she valued her purity and stayed away from all those girls who roamed around at night.

That night, a group of men had attacked her in an ally and had stripped her. Hot tears streamed from her face and she pleaded endlessly. But, to no avail. She closed her eyes and wished she were dead when she heard screams and groans. She opened her eyes and saw a young man, standing before her, with a sword in his hand. She whimpered and moved away from him.

"Li-li, it's me, Jia Hao. Are you alright?" Hao approached her but she shrieked.

"Don't come near me." She warned but he didn't listen and covered her with a huge coat and carried her home.

She knew him as the chief's son and had spoken to him on few occasions. Back at home, everyone were thanking him and they returned back to their respective houses.

He helped her overcome her fear and opened her heart to numerous possibilities.

One day, she ventured into his house at night. All the adults had gone for some convention and the adolescent were having a huge party. She felt lonely and decided to go to his place.

Upon opening the door, she saw him lying on his couch, fast asleep and half dressed. His shirt had been buttoned halfway and his hair was messy and scattered. Her face flushed as she instantly turned to leave but stopped in her tracks.

She walked over to him and touched his face, down to his neck. She moved on to unbuttoned his shirt then, she took it off. Once she realized what she had done, she wanted to ran away when he caught her wrist and asked, "What are you up to?"