Long reprint: The Road to Love Exchange, Chapters 104-106

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Chapters 104-106
I pressed the pause button. I needed to sort out my thoughts. Someone claiming to represent Tartarus, the embodiment of darkness and despair, sent me a video that I actually knew what had happened. What was the point? To drive a wedge between us? I was the one who took her to this party, okay? To deliberately humiliate me? Was he just bored? What was the reason?

I pressed play again.

"My little darling! Your figure is so alluring, let's do it again."

"Oh, you're so annoying, I'm ticklish, hehehe."

My wife lay on the bed like a little girl, her legs spread wide, her mysterious, alluring, and smooth vulva appearing and disappearing with her movements. Bai Yuyang took the opportunity to place his large hand on her genitals, playing with her pink labia.

"Are your hands clean? Where are you touching me?" my wife said coquettishly.

"Hehe, you're really something, I can never get tired of playing with this." Bai Yuyang lewdly laughed.

My wife giggled, seemingly quite pleased with the compliment.

Bai Yuyang stopped harassing his wife's neck and leaned closer to her, saying, "Xiao Chen, I'll call you Xinyue."

"Okay," his wife readily agreed.

"Xinyue, was it good just now?"

His wife seemed a little embarrassed, replying vaguely, "Hmm...not bad, right?"

"Hehe, this night is long, we've only just begun."

"Let's see what you can do," his wife replied casually.

Just then, Bai Yuyang's phone rang. He got out of bed, naked, his limp penis swaying, to answer the call. The sound faded into the distance, until he seemed to have gone to the bathroom.

His wife then sat up on the bed, letting out a long sigh. Her expression was a mixture of relief and melancholy. That day, we had argued because of her and Dai Zhicun, and that night, at her request, I had witnessed her first passionate encounter with Bai Yuyang. It seemed this had relieved some of her burdens while simultaneously adding new ones.

Bai Yuyang returned quickly. His heavy body jumped onto the bed, causing the mattress to shake a few times, and his wife's full breasts trembled slightly. Bai Yuyang grasped one of them in each hand and said,

"Xinyue."

"Hmm?"

"Have you ever done a threesome?" Bai Yuyang's voice wasn't loud, but the sound recording equipment was surprisingly good; even with my volume not at maximum, I could hear him clearly.

His wife turned sharply to look at him. "You, what did you say?"

"I said, how about we find someone to do a threesome?" Bai Yuyang seemed very excited.

"Are you kidding me? Didn't Sister Jin say the safety here is unknown, and that there can't be more than two people in each room?"

"Oh, that's what they say, but it's actually very safe here. Besides, even if someone sees us, they're too busy to report us."

His wife scoffed. "Tch, are you going to call your wife or my husband?"

"Why call them? They're all busy themselves."

His wife became a little wary. "So what do you want?"

Bai Yuyang said while rubbing his wife's ample breasts, "A friend of mine called earlier. He's staying at this resort today too. He's handsome and good in bed. How about we invite him over for some fun?"

His wife's face immediately darkened. She slapped away the large hand that was still messing with her chest. "What do you take me for?"

Seeing that his usually gentle and charming wife was a little angry, Bai Yuyang didn't panic. He said to his wife with a grin, "Xinyue, didn't you come here to experience different kinds of sexual pleasure? I don't believe you and your Xiao Lu haven't played the game of multiple people sharing a room."

This was indeed true. The games they had played before were even more exciting than this party. His wife seemed to have hit a nerve and was speechless. Seeing this, Bai Yuyang pressed his advantage.

"See, I was right. Sister Jin was just saying that. After all, she's in charge. She can't just tell you how you want to play. It would be so embarrassing for her if something happened. Besides, do you really think everyone sleeps peacefully at night and no one comes out to visit in the middle of the night?"

The wife was stunned and speechless. After a long while, she stammered, "But, but, no, no, I really upset my husband this afternoon. I can't let him down again."

"You mean what happened between you and Xiao Dai? Sigh, I've found out too. Actually, Xiao Lu didn't take it seriously at all. It was your stupid insistence that made things worse. We acted like that in front of him just now, what's there to apologize for? He's probably having a great time with Wang Ziyan right now, why would he care about you?"

"But I..."

“No buts, seize the day! Have a threesome with another man not far from your husband, how exciting! Don’t miss this opportunity! Everyone here lets loose!”

Bai Yuyang kept tempting his wife. It wasn’t difficult for him to persuade his tongue-tied wife, especially since she was easily swayed and found it hard to refuse. I could tell from her expression that she was already convinced. While her weaker side was certainly at play, she herself had undeniably accepted the immense thrill Bai Yuyang was talking about.

Bai Yuyang clearly saw his wife’s wavering and decided not to give her any more time to hesitate. “If you don’t say anything, I’ll take that as a yes. I’ll call him now.”

“Sigh, wait…”

Bai Yuyang ignored his wife’s last struggle. He jumped out of bed again and dialed the number. His wife reluctantly lowered her raised arm.

A minute or two later, Bai Yuyang returned to the screen. “It’s settled, he’ll be there in five minutes.”

“Oh dear, you’re so mean! I haven’t even agreed yet!” his wife said, her face full of worry.

"Trust me, you won't be disappointed. Come on, let's warm up first."

Bai Yuyang said, pushing his wife down onto the bed and climbing on top of her to form a 69 position. He opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and thoroughly licked his wife's vulva.

At this moment, his wife seemed to be ignited by the unknown that was about to happen. Before Bai Yuyang could ask, she took his penis into her mouth. At this time, his wife's head was at the foot of the bed, almost a step away from the camera lens. With the high-definition pixels, I could almost see the traces of saliva on Bai Yuyang's penis.

While licking his wife's vulva, Bai Yuyang used her small mouth as a vagina and actively thrust in and out. After being penetrated a few times, his wife obviously couldn't take it anymore. She quickly spat out his penis and said, panting, "Don't put it in my mouth, I can't take it. I'll give you oral sex, don't move."

Bai Yuyang mumbled an agreement. His wife took his penis into her mouth again, sometimes shaking her head back and forth, sometimes slightly parting her red lips, her little tongue touching the coronal sulcus.

My feelings were very complicated, but that didn't stop my penis from slowly becoming erect without me even realizing it.

Just as the two people in the video were indulging in oral sex, Bai Yuyang's phone rang again. He picked it up and glanced at it. "He's here. I'll go downstairs to meet him. Oh, you're giving me such a good blowjob. I don't want to leave you, baby."

As he spoke, before getting out of bed to get dressed, he didn't forget to give his wife's ample breasts a hard kiss, which made his wife moan softly.

After Bai Yuyang left, my wife sat on the bed again, lost in thought. Her expression reminded me of that night in Ningbo. She looked just as anxious as she had while we waited for Xiaobai. She just sat there, lost in thought, not even bothering to put on her underwear. It wasn't until the door unlocked that she grabbed the blanket and hastily wrapped herself in it like a startled rabbit.

"Wow, Brother Bai, you're so lucky! To be able to spend the night with such a beautiful lady!"

Before seeing them, her voice preceded her words. My wife looked towards the doorway, her face full of unease.

"Let me introduce you. This is Miss Chen Xinyue, the perfect wife I drew today. Xinyue, this is my good brother, Cao Ye."

The two men slowly entered the frame. Cao Ye was a tall, slender man with medium-length hair that fell over his shoulders, giving him an artistic air. In short, he was a man no woman would dislike. My wife forced a smile as a greeting.

Cao Ye's gaze lingered on his wife, even when he was talking to Bai Yuyang.

"Brother Bai, where did your wife go today?"

"Oh, she was with Xiao Dai tonight, someone you know."

"Oh, so we..." Cao Ye said, glancing at Bai Yuyang and making a gesture of taking off his clothes.

"Oh, okay, Xin Yue, let's hurry." He then stripped naked himself.

His wife, still wrapped in the blanket, blushed and kept her head down, silent. Cao Ye, mimicking Bai Yuyang, also stripped naked, revealing a thick, long penis that seemed disproportionate to his thin frame. His wife's eyes lingered on it for a few moments.

The scene was quite comical: two naked men, one fat and one thin, stood on either side of the bed, while his wife, still wrapped in the blanket, sat silently in the middle.

Bai Yuyang climbed onto the bed first, leaning close to his wife and saying, "Don't be nervous, Xinyue. We're all sensible people. Besides, we're all family here, so why are you afraid of being taken advantage of?" He then slowly pulled the blanket off his wife.

His wife had already accepted what was about to happen, but out of female shyness, she maintained her composure. The blanket was gradually pulled away from her body by Bai Yuyang, until finally, her alluring figure was fully revealed to the two men.

Cao Ye's eyes lit up. He followed Bai Yuyang's example and slowly climbed onto the bed, the two men flanking his wife.

"Ahhh...so fragrant!" Cao Ye exaggeratedly sniffed his wife's face and head, gently stroking her bare arm with one hand.

His wife, perhaps tickled by his hot breath and gentle touch, unconsciously shrank to the other side, but a smile already appeared on her face.

On the other side was Bai Yuyang. Seeing his wife try to avoid him, he unceremoniously grabbed one of her breasts, and with his other hand, he turned her chin towards him, his mouth covering her red lips.

Cao Ye seemed to be good at anticipating things; he wasn't overly eager, but rather followed Bai Yuyang's lead. He slowly approached his wife's body, cautiously touching her pink nipple with his tongue. His wife's lips were completely under Bai Yuyang's control, and she had no time to react. Cao Ye's actions gradually became bolder; his tongue swirled around her breasts, sometimes sucking and teasing them.

His wife unintentionally experienced her first time again—her first threesome without her husband's participation.

Seeing that the groundwork had been laid, Bai Yuyang released his wife's lips. The long kiss had left her slightly breathless.

"My little darling, let's hurry up," Bai Yuyang said softly.

"Mmm," his wife responded almost inaudibly.

“Then I’ll let Cao Ye do you first.”

“Whatever,” the wife mumbled in response.

The two men exchanged a glance. Bai Yuyang gently laid his wife down on the bed, while Cao Ye temporarily got off the bed and disappeared from the camera’s view, seemingly to do something else.

Bai Yuyang lay beside his wife, caressing her body, his eyes glancing at Cao Ye with an ambiguous smile.

Cao Ye returned to the bed, seemingly clutching something in his hand.

“Miss Chen, could you put this on? It will definitely enhance the experience.” He said, unfolding the object in front of her—a pair of black stockings.

My heart skipped a beat. That night, when Wang Ziyan dragged me to eavesdrop, they had mentioned stockings. For a long time, I couldn’t figure it out. At first, I thought my wife had secretly brought them without telling me, but after observing her for a while, I was almost certain she hadn’t done such a thing, and I gradually forgot about it. I never expected to find the answer today.

My wife glanced at it, a playful glint in her hazy eyes. Almost without hesitation, she took the stockings and slipped them onto her long, shapely legs.

I don't have a stocking fetish, but I must admit it was a breathtaking sight. The two men witnessing this up close were ecstatic. It was a pair of ordinary, lace-trimmed, knee-length black stockings, just reaching mid-thigh. The black stockings against her fair skin were irresistible to Cao Ye. His breathing grew heavy, and he slowly placed his hands on her stockinged legs, gently stroking them. Even through the high-definition camera, I could feel a slight tremor.

In my memory, I had never asked my wife to wear any erotic gear. The only time she wore lingerie was after her miscarriage and subsequent abstinence—a month after this. I never imagined her first time dressing up for erotica wouldn't be for me, which stirred a pang of jealousy within me.

The wife's reaction was also interesting. A pink blush gradually spread across her fair skin, a sign that her body was heating up, indicating that her will was gradually melting into desire. The two men were only caressing her, without taking any further action, but the wife seemed to have undergone a huge stimulation. It seemed that these seemingly simple stockings not only aroused the men's desire, but were equally potent for her. A strange chemical reaction was gradually forming in the room.

Cao Ye couldn't hold back any longer. He pounced, lifting his wife's legs high onto his shoulders. His engorged penis, now like a vajra in the hand of a fierce warrior, slapped against his wife's lower abdomen with a clear "smack." He gripped his penis and placed the large mushroom head against his wife's vulva. The camera position didn't show her genitals, but one could guess how wet she was, because Cao Ye penetrated her paradise with almost no effort.
Bai Yuyang's reaction was strange at this moment. He seemed to want to stop Cao Ye from entering, but he only raised his hand slightly before lowering it. I was still wondering about his intention, but it became clear in a moment: Cao Ye was entering without a condom!

I didn't know if my wife knew this, but she obviously didn't pay much attention. At this moment, she was completely consumed by the fire of desire.

Cao Ye's movements were very large, and his hips almost always collided with my wife's buttocks, making a slapping sound. Each slapping sound was accompanied by my wife's increasingly loud moans. Bai Yuyang, who was standing next to her, seemed afraid that his wife's overly wanton moans would attract attention, so he immediately stuffed his penis into her mouth. The high-pitched moans immediately turned into low whimpers.

"Ahhh... I can't take it anymore, it hurts, my legs hurt," my wife pleaded, spitting out Bai Yuyang's penis.

Upon hearing this, Cao Ye released his wife's legs, turned her over, and pulled her legs a few steps towards the edge of the bed. To prevent falling off, his wife automatically curled her legs up. Cao Ye then pulled a pillow under her lower abdomen and forcefully spread her legs further apart, perfectly exposing her entire body to his view.

Cao Ye shook his thick penis, placed his hands on either side of his wife's body, stood with his feet on the ground, and thrust his hips forward, penetrating her again.

I remember before this gathering, after the incident with the deliveryman Xiao Wang, I specifically talked to my wife about the importance of condoms, not only to protect her body but also to avoid being looked down upon by her partner. And every time before and after, as far as I know, she had done so. Even the night before, when she was in bed with Ye Zhihui, she insisted that he wear a condom for their final encounter, even though she didn't know I was watching. But what was happening now? This was the second time Cao Ye had entered her without a condom. Had his wife not noticed, or had she noticed but chosen not to say anything? I experienced the duality of my wife that had worried me.

The intense battle in the video continued. This time, my wife took Bai Yuyang's penis into her mouth to suppress her subconscious screams. Cao Ye seemed to prefer a more expansive approach, each thrust powerful, causing waves to ripple across my wife's full, round buttocks with each impact.

Moreover, while giving Bai Yuyang oral sex, she also coordinated her body movements, actively responding to Cao Ye's forward thrusts from behind to amplify the impact of each collision.

Faced with this incredibly alluring body and the scene enhanced by her stockings, Cao Ye ultimately couldn't hold out for long. After hundreds of thrusts, a sudden acceleration accompanied by several low growls indicated he was on the verge of climax. At that moment, I was very worried he would recklessly rape my wife, but he ultimately maintained his composure, withdrawing his penis from her body just before ejaculation and pressing it against her buttocks. White fluid gushed out, the furthest reaching my wife's back.

Cao Ye, panting heavily, seemed still savoring the intense pleasure he had just experienced. His hands were also busy, stroking her long, firm legs encased in stockings.

His wife, seemingly also savoring the moment, finally said softly after a long pause, "Help me wipe it off."

My heart sank. She knew he hadn't used a condom, yet she hadn't said a word to stop him, and hadn't warned him to stop even as he was about to climax.

Cao Ye quickly pulled out a few tissues from the tissue box on the bedside table and wiped the semen off his wife's back and buttocks.

"Miss Chen, you're amazing, I feel so good," Cao Ye said.

His wife hummed in response but didn't speak. "
You enjoyed it, but watching you makes me almost burst. I can't take it anymore, I have to go for it." Bai Yuyang lay down next to his wife. "My little darling Xin Yue, are you still going? Brother Bai is about to give up."

"Then you try. " His wife was still lying face down on the bed, looking languid and weak, but her eyes were alluring as she looked at Bai Yuyang.

Having just witnessed a battle of beauties, Bai Yuyang couldn't resist such stimulation.

"Little darling, come up here." Bai Yuyang

lay on his back on the bed, patting his wife's pert buttocks. His wife obediently moved and straddled him. Her eyes were half-closed, and she reached down and fiddled with her right hand. With a slight twitch of her hips, they both let out a soft moan.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. Bai Yuyang was also unprotected. What was wrong with my wife?

She placed her hands on Bai Yuyang's chest, her forward movement making her breasts appear even larger due to gravity, swaying back and forth in a breathtakingly alluring arc.

Bai Yuyang swallowed hard, reaching out to grasp those two adorable little rabbits. His hands were large enough, but still not enough to hold the entire breast with one hand. He sometimes kneaded the soft flesh, sometimes gently pinched the pink buds. Under his touch, a faint blush rose on his wife's face and body, and she murmured softly.

"Oh, I can't take it anymore, let me lie down for a while." "My wife let out a soft cry and collapsed into Bai Yuyang's arms, their chests pressed tightly together, her large, round breasts instantly disappearing.

Bai Yuyang cupped his wife's buttocks with both hands, pressing her hips down with each thrust, while his wife wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning softly.

Cao Ye, recovering from his groan, wasn't about to be left out. He lay down beside them, tentatively trying to kiss his wife. She readily obliged, meeting his tongue with her own.

Her body responded to one man's advances, while her delicate tongue was held in another's mouth.

I felt a wave of weakness wash over me, and slowly closed my eyes, letting the alluring cries echo in my ears. I gave..." I gave my wife freedom, enough freedom—a freedom that a normal husband could never give her. My only request from beginning to end was that she not hide anything from me. But I discovered she was hiding so much.

Out of love for my wife, whenever any problem arose between us after our marriage, big or small, I would immediately look for the problem within myself, including the cruise ship incident, the Da Gang incident, and the school incident. But only now did I begin to seriously consider one question: were all these problems really mine? Did my seemingly innocent and adorable wife have no problems at all?

I was confused.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard a slight noise behind me. Startled, I turned around abruptly and saw my wife standing behind me.

"You, you're back."

I quickly pressed the desktop key on the keyboard to clear the screen.

My wife was still wearing the same suit she wore when she left for work that morning, indicating that she had just arrived home and hadn't had time to change. How could I have been so distracted that I hadn't even noticed her coming home?

"You, you saw me." "

My wife said softly.

I knew I couldn't hide it anymore, so I readily admitted, "Yes, an anonymous person sent me this video. Honey, why did you hide it from me? You know I wouldn't blame you even if you confessed, but why did you have to hide it from me? It makes me very unhappy, you know? We..."

"Honey." My wife interrupted me.

"Honey, let me finish. If you're worried that telling me will upset me, then you're keeping it from me. Do you think that's kind or malicious? Don't you even have that much faith in me? And..."

"Honey." My wife interrupted me again.

I showed my displeasure. "Go ahead and say it."

Two tears rolled down my wife's cheeks at the same time. "Honey, let's get a divorce."

I was stunned, waiting for her explanation. It took me a full three seconds to confirm which two words she said. "You, no, what did you say?"

My wife sniffed hard. "I said... let's get a divorce." I

jumped to my feet and rushed towards her. I wanted to speak, I wanted to shout, I wanted to roar! But no words came out.

My wife didn't avoid my gaze; she stood there without moving, no matter how intimidating my outburst had been.

I gathered my thoughts and was about to speak when I heard the door open. I instinctively turned my head in that direction. Who was it? Could it be my mother? Only she had a key to our house, but what was she doing here at this hour?

I turned back to my wife; she was still looking at me with teary eyes, seemingly oblivious to the sounds outside.

Another bang—the sound of the door slamming shut. My body jolted with the sound, and everything before me, including my wife, vanished! Darkness enveloped me.

I jerked my eyes open. The video was still playing; my wife was still writhing on top of Bai Yuyang, passionately kissing Cao Ye beside her, while I sat upright in front of the computer. Had I fallen asleep? It was a dream!

The one opening and closing the door wasn't my mother; it was my wife!

I quickly shut down the video, rubbed my face vigorously, and left the study.

My wife was changing her shoes in the entryway.

"Honey, you're back."

...

"Honey?"

"Huh? Oh, honey, I'm home."

My wife's reaction was a little strange, seemingly absent-minded, but I didn't think much of it. I was thinking about how to find a suitable opportunity to tell my wife that I knew what happened at the villa that night. I hoped she could give me an explanation I could accept.

"Why don't you take a shower first? I have something to tell you after you're done."

I tried to make my words less formal, as if I were telling you something interesting that happened at work that day.

"Oh," my wife replied casually, still so absent-minded.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. I sat on the sofa in the living room, lost in thought. I went over everything that had happened in the past few months in my mind. My wife, at my urging, had half-heartedly let go of her inhibitions and started enjoying pleasure. Yes, she enjoyed it, at least that's what I thought. Otherwise, she wouldn't have confessed to me after the abortion ordeal that she had fallen for this forbidden game.

My wife's beauty has always been a problem. Since entering this circle, almost every woman I've met has been exceptionally beautiful, yet my wife still stands out. This has brought her the satisfaction of being the center of attention, but also the trouble of attracting unwanted attention.

If she were strong enough and principled enough, she could be completely immune to trouble. But unfortunately, she can't. Her bottom line is so fragile that breaking it isn't a satisfying thing. A person's personality cannot be changed. If we are to continue down this path, I must put a tight rein on my wife. This isn't out of a husband's controlling nature, but for the long-term stability of our relationship.

Ending the current situation completely was one of my options, but I rejected it almost immediately. I understand the principle of guiding rather than blocking; my wife's heart has been led astray by me. Three months of indulgence would likely take three years to bring her back—it's my problem, not hers.

But I must make things clear to her today. I won't allow her to plant landmines while I'm defusing mines. We must return to absolute understanding; this is a prerequisite for our continued physical indulgence, and we must obey unconditionally.

My mind raced, desperately trying to find a way to be gentle on the surface but forceful in effect. Just as I was lost in thought, my head aching, a loud commotion suddenly came from the bathroom, as if many things had fallen to the ground. My train of thought was abruptly interrupted.

"Wife, what's wrong?" I jumped up and shouted towards the bathroom.

But I received no response except for the sound of running water. Just as I hesitated whether to go check immediately, I heard my wife's heart-wrenching cries from inside.

I was terrified. Had she fallen and injured herself in there? I strode to the bathroom door. It was a sliding door, and when it was just the two of us at home, we never locked it, no matter who was showering. I yanked the door open so hard that it slammed against the frame with a loud bang.

The bathroom floor was a mess; bottles and jars my wife usually used were scattered everywhere, things that had been stored in the cabinet above the sink. I looked at my wife; she was sitting on the floor in her underwear, sobbing uncontrollably. The shower faucet was running at full blast. It seemed she hadn't even started showering yet.

I quickly helped my wife up, pulling her into my arms with tenderness. Seeing her crying like a child, all the resentment I had felt over the video call vanished. Now, all I wanted to do was comfort her like a daughter.

"What happened? Did you fall? Are you alright? Put on some clothes, I'll take you to the hospital!" My mouth rattled off a string of worries. My wife wrapped her arms around my neck, her sobs unabated.

"Okay, baby, stop crying. Let go of me first, let me see where you hurt yourself." My wife

tightened her grip. "Husband ! I don't want to leave you! I don't want to leave you! Xinyue doesn't want to leave you! Waaaaahh ... After a long while, she gradually calmed down, but remained silent in the face of my questioning. I realized something was wrong, and her silence fueled my anger. "Tell me what happened! Did something happen at the party tonight? Did someone bully you like last time? You have to tell your husband." "Husband," my wife finally spoke, her lips trembling as if she were about to cry again. "Okay, okay, I asked too hastily. Tell me, wife, I'm listening." "Husband, we...we, let's get a divorce." I trembled as if electrocuted, my body instantly straightening from the half-lying position on the bed. I looked at my wife with disbelief. *Smack* My wife gasped. A burning sensation spread across my cheek. A second dream? I closed my eyes briefly, and when I opened them again, I saw my wife's shocked, guilty, and heartbroken eyes. *Smack* Again, my wife gasped. A burning sensation spread across my other cheek. Why wasn't she awake? Just as I was about to slap her a third time, my wife, crying, scrambled out of bed and grabbed my hand, which was about to strike her cheek. "Husband, it's all my fault, it's all my fault! Hit me if you want, don't punish yourself like this, it hurts Xin Yue so much!" For a moment, I couldn't distinguish between dream and reality. I felt like I was drifting in the void between the two. Divorce! Divorce! Divorce! The two words hammered into my brain a thousand times like a demonic chant, leaving me dizzy and disoriented. Scenes of my time with my wife flashed through my mind like slides: the beautiful girl who followed Chen Qianyi into Starbucks, the beautiful bride in her white wedding dress, the charming young woman praised by others. After a period of confusion, my consciousness slowly cleared. Let us divorce? Hmph, try it.

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