In junior high school, when boys were together, there were endless "dirty jokes" and "dirty stories". At that time, I often joined in the booing, but every time it was just a joke and I never took these words to heart.

When I graduated from junior high school, a nearby university held an English tutoring class. I signed up. After I reported to the university dozens of miles away alone, I rented half a cabin from a resident near the university. It's true to say half a room. It's separated by a thick fiberboard in the middle, and the window is divided into two. The sunlight shines in through the glass window, making the cabin extremely bright. The landlord frequently boasts that the environment here is very good and that college students often come to rent here.

The tutoring class has begun. One night when I came back from get out of class, I just opened the door and saw a bright light from next door coming through the gap between the wall panel and the window. I thought it must be a college student who had not gone home and was next to me. I opened the book and wanted to review it, but the chatter and laughter of a man and a woman next door came through clearly, disrupting my thoughts. I closed the book hard, took the basin and went out to wash up.

After returning, there was another noisy radio sound next door. All my study emotions were gone, so I had to go to bed early. Lying on the bed, there was a constant stream of sounds from the wall panel: the sound of eating watermelon, the sound of washing hands, the sound of walking... Every sound was so real, as if it was next to my bed. "Disgusting!" I cursed them bitterly in my heart. Finally, a voice of "Go to sleep" came from the other side, and then the movement became smaller. I was secretly glad that I could finally have some peace. My eyelids started to twitch, and when I was half asleep, the creaking of the bed next door woke me up. I was completely sleepless and listened carefully, and I heard a mixture of gasping and moaning. I suddenly thought of the "dirty stories" my classmates told me. They must be "that" one. Listening to that lingering voice, my body keeps changing. The sound over there slowly disappeared. I lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

When I was attending class the next day, my mind often wandered, and an idea came to my mind: Look what they are doing. Returning to the hut, I checked the wooden planks, but there was not a single crack. Looking up at the window, I had an idea.

At night, I turned off the light, took out a small mirror, and stretched it out of the window. Through the light, the panoramic view of the next door appeared in the mirror. A young man was talking to a girl. My heart was beating wildly, my cheeks felt hot, there seemed to be a beating sound in my ears, and my chest felt very tight. I saw the man kissing the woman, taking off his shoes, getting on the bed, touching her, rolling around, and finally the two of them were naked in the mirror. Looking at the girl's plump breasts and the twisting body, my hands trembled, my head felt dizzy, my ears buzzed, and I couldn't breathe. After the storm there calmed down, I sat on the bed blankly, my lower body swelling and aching.

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It took me a long time to recover. I lay on the bed and recalled what I had just said over and over again. Through the lens, his hands involuntarily caressed his lower body, his legs tightened involuntarily, and the restlessness in his body was always looking for an outlet. Suddenly, my lower body contracted, and something kept spurting out. An unprecedented pleasure quickly spread to every corner of my body. The contractions changed from fast to slow, and the fatigue spread from between my legs to my whole body. My body gradually calmed down, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. This was the first time in my life that I masturbated. That night, I slept very easily, and when I woke up, it was already dawn.

When I was in class, all I could think about was what I saw yesterday. I didn’t listen to a word of what the teacher said. I just hoped that time would move forward quickly. At night, I flew back to that half of the cabin and got ready. But after talking and laughing for a while, the couple next door turned off the lights and fell asleep. I sat restlessly, checking to see if they had turned on the lights, and listening to see if they made any noise. I spent most of the night, but it was still quiet over there, and I was exhausted and fell asleep.

The man and woman next door left the next morning, and I felt regretful. I listened to the lectures absent-mindedly during the day and tossed and turned at night, unable to fall asleep.

The last day of tutoring ended in the morning. I packed up my things at noon and prepared to take a rest before leaving. Suddenly, there was a slight groan from next door. I immediately became alert, tiptoed, and put my ear lightly against the wall panel. Sure enough, there was movement. I got excited, picked up the small mirror, stretched out the window again, and saw a man and a woman kissing. I was watching intently when a sharp light shot out of the man's eyes in the mirror. I quickly took the mirror back. I was extremely worried: Have you discovered me?

I was uneasy and didn’t dare to stay any longer. I picked up my bag and prepared to leave. When I opened the door, I saw a man standing at the door of the next room like a doorkeeper, staring straight at me. My heart was in my throat. The man looked at me, turned around and entered the house. He only heard a sentence coming from inside: "Nothing, just a little kid." I really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. I picked up my bag and hurriedly left that place of right and wrong.

After school started, I tried my best to devote myself to intense study and divert my attention. But I often think about those scenes, and I feel ashamed when I think about the embarrassing situation of being discovered.

During adolescence, teenagers are both curious and ignorant about sex. Like the boy in the article, they explore the mysteries of sex in the dark and are prone to making many mistakes, which may cause some irreparable harm to others and themselves. The media once reported that a junior high school child fell to his death because he climbed to the window of a high-rise building to spy on other people's sex lives.

Some experts pointed out that to avoid such a situation, children, parents, society, schools and other aspects must work together. Let children understand what sex is in an appropriate way. Sex is just a very common thing in the process of life. At the same time, ensure natural interactions between opposite sexes and avoid creating an excessive sense of mystery between the two sexes. Growth should be happy and bright.

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