Mother-daughter relationship that transcends time and space

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(I) Blood clots.

"Ah...mmm...ah...mmm..." My wife moaned softly beneath me, her face flushed, her lips tightly pressed together, gently swaying her hips to meet my thrusts.

As usual, my wife and I made love in bed, exchanging tender feelings through physical intimacy, composing a melody of affection. I stood by the bed, lifting her legs, my back arching back and forth, my engorged penis gently pumping in and out of her vagina; she gripped the sheets tightly, her breasts bobbing up and down with my thrusts, occasionally thrusting out her round belly, as if to tell me that her climax was near. Aixin

—my 24-year-old wife, my beloved, is six months pregnant. Following the doctor's advice, we've been using this position for intercourse for the past six months to avoid injuring the fetus in the heat of the moment.

Moreover, this position is a feast for the eyes. While enjoying the waves of pleasure from my penis, I can also admire the beautiful sight of our joined parts: watching her tender, wet vulva constantly swallowing and releasing my bulging, veiny penis, I often can't help but ejaculate.

"Ouch! It hurts...it hurts..." my wife suddenly blurted out. I was startled and immediately stopped. Could it be that I was too impulsive and accidentally let the head of my penis hit her sensitive cervix? "Ouch...it hurts so much...what's wrong...waaaah! It hurts..." My wife arched her back, clutching her head with both hands, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

I sensed something was wrong, so I immediately pulled out my penis and leaned over to ask her with concern, "What happened? Where does it hurt?" My wife turned her head, her face pale, and beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans appeared on her forehead. "My head...it hurts...it feels like a knife is scraping inside...waaaah...it's happening again...it hurts...I can't take it...Lin...help me...it's so painful..." She suddenly hugged me, her previously hot body now somewhat cold, and her trembling began to turn into intermittent spasms.

"Hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away." As I spoke, I pulled a blanket over her, then pressed the "Home Emergency Assistance" button on the bedside table, connecting to the emergency center's network, and then made a phone call to my mother-in-law.

Aixin and I only met last year. From the moment we met, love blossomed in our hearts—perhaps this is what people call "love at first sight"! The first time her beautiful figure entered my eyes, I told myself: She's the one! She is my other half, I will spend the rest of my life with her, and my genes will continue in her body.

The ambulance quickly took us to a nearby medical center. After X-rays, a brain CT scan, and injections of painkillers and sedatives, Aixin's pain was temporarily relieved. Under the care of the nurses, she lay quietly on the hospital bed, in a semi-comatose state. The head of medical affairs observed her for a while, reviewed the medical report, and then beckoned me to his office.

"Please sit down." He gestured to the chair in front of his desk. "Mr. Lin, your wife's condition is very serious. There's a blood clot beneath the surface of her cerebral lobe, and it's slowly expanding. Even more seriously, this clot is pressing on the pain receptors in her cerebral cortex, causing radiating pain. If this continues, and it compresses nearby brain centers, the consequences will be very unpredictable. You need to prepare for the worst." "What consequences?" I anxiously stood up from my chair. "Won't it be incurable?" the doctor said. Ren Yongnan pointed to a small black dot circled in red on the X-ray: "If it progresses this way, her vision will gradually deteriorate, and her speech will decline; if it progresses further, well... it could cause lifelong paralysis, or even be life-threatening. The simplest treatment is usually an injection of a thrombolytic agent, but this drug's side effect can cause severe uterine bleeding, which is not suitable for pregnant women. Another method is surgery to remove the blood clot. With current medical technology, the success rate of treatment can reach over 96%, but your wife..." "How..." "What?!" I interrupted him, "Hurry up and operate on her!" "We would normally do that, but your wife is six months pregnant and not suitable for general anesthesia. We only operate in emergencies, such as car accidents, internal bleeding, severe burns, or acute appendicitis. But we can't guarantee the safety of both mother and child. Often, we can save the mother's life, but the baby's life will be sacrificed." "Is there really no other way?" I shouted at the doctor excitedly, "You can even cure cancer and AIDS, how can you be helpless with a small blood clot? With such advanced technology, there must be a way to solve this. Please do everything you can to save their lives!" "Currently, the medical community generally uses laser surgery to remove blood clots from the body. However, your wife's blood clot is located in the lower middle part of the left and right hemispheres, which is exactly the 'blind spot' of the laser beam. If we rashly perform surgery, it is easy to damage the useful cells in the brain." As he spoke, he typed a few words on the keyboard, and a three-dimensional scan image of Ai Xin's brain immediately appeared between us.

"Look," he pressed another key, and a crosshair-like shape appeared on the image of the blood clot, with a red line at each corner. He moved the coordinates to adjust the angle of the ray, but no matter how he adjusted it, he couldn't bypass the cerebral cortex and reach the target directly: "Laser surgery is not suitable for your wife's specific condition." "This, this..." I was so anxious that I didn't know what to say. Suddenly, a question came to mind: "How could this blood clot appear so suddenly? My wife has always been in good health, with normal daily routines and diet, no high blood pressure, and she hasn't had any accidents. She couldn't have had a brain hemorrhage for no reason, could she?" "Yes..." "It was an accident, but it was many years ago." The image then changed to his wife's health record. The medical director zoomed in on one section and continued, "When she was four years old, she was in a car accident. The impact to her head caused a small blood vessel to rupture, resulting in mild cerebral hemorrhage, but it stopped quickly.

During her hospitalization, her condition did not worsen, so the hospital decided to postpone brain surgery. If the blood clot doesn't grow larger, her body will gradually dissolve and absorb it." He adjusted his glasses: "You know, back then, brain surgery was a major operation!" "I'm a little confused: since it was observed and confirmed that the blood clot wasn't growing anymore, and my wife hasn't felt any discomfort over the years, how could it suddenly relapse now?" "There are many such cases. Latent conditions don't pose any threat to the body normally, but certain internal or external stimuli can act as a catalyst, causing a dormant volcano to become active again. For example, your wife's pregnancy might have caused a significant increase in hormone secretion, altering the balance of her regulatory functions, which is why this inconspicuous little blood clot has grown again. It's like an egg; you can put it in a basket for a month and it won't turn into a chick, but once it encounters a suitable temperature for development, the cells immediately begin to divide." He said, typing again, "We will refer to your wife's hospital records from back then and try to find the best solution that can treat the symptoms. I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, without confirming..." "We can't just rush into surgery until we're confident we can solve the problem. It's a life-or-death decision. During this time, I think your best course of action is to wait patiently." Just as we were waiting for the computer to search for the hospital records from twenty years ago, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and my mother-in-law rushed in: "Lin, what happened to Aixin? How could she suddenly be like this?" I suddenly realized I had been a bit rude and quickly apologized to the doctor. Then, unable to contain myself, I went to him and pleaded, "Doctor, please, I only have this one daughter and my little grandson. Please, you must find a way to save them..." I awkwardly shrugged at the head of medical affairs and went over to hug my mother-in-law: "Mom, don't worry, I believe they will definitely help Aixin get through this." She leaned on my shoulder, just nodding and sobbing, tears streaming down her face. In order not to interfere with the doctor's review of my wife's medical records, I said to my mother-in-law, "Mom, let's talk about this in the break room!" as I dragged her out of the medical director's office.

Zhiyuan—my mother-in-law—is over forty this year, but she looks like a mature woman in her thirties. This is probably related to her profession. She has been working in fashion design for over twenty years and is very particular about her clothing. Whether it's color matching or accessories, she always manages to create a refreshing look. Coupled with appropriate light makeup and a well-maintained slender figure, she is truly elegant and graceful.

An apricot-yellow V-neck long dress perfectly accentuates her graceful curves, exuding both a fresh and refined air and the charm of a mature woman. Her smooth hair cascades over her shoulders in a khaki lace cape, adding a touch of mystery to her alluring figure. A light brown sheepskin belt paired with matching high-heeled midi boots, and a glimpse of lace stockings peeking out from under the dress, makes her fair skin appear even more alluring.

Although my mother-in-law is past her prime, she still has no shortage of suitors. What I find strange is that she remains single to this day, without even a close boyfriend, which is truly perplexing. My wife says that she still can't forget her father after all these years. Perhaps it's because she's seen it all that makes her look down on other men, or perhaps it's because she focuses all her attention on her precious daughter. Over the years, her heart has only held two people—her husband and her daughter.

Speaking of my father-in-law, he's practically a mystery. My mother-in-law has never mentioned anything about him—his name, appearance, where he came from, or even why they separated. My wife only says that her father was handsome and a very loving husband and father, but unfortunately, she was too young then and her memories are vague. By the time she was old enough to understand, her father had already passed away.

I once tried to find some clues on Ai-xin's birth certificate, but unfortunately, my father-in-law and mother-in-law were not yet married when Ai-xin was born; they were only living together. Therefore, the information in the "father" column was blank, offering no clues.

Whenever I asked about my father-in-law's past, my mother-in-law would always evade the question, as if there was something else going on, which only made me more suspicious. Although I was very curious to know the truth, I was always embarrassed to press her further when I saw her look so sad.

The only thing my father-in-law left behind was the ring I was wearing. It was a family heirloom from my wife's family, which my mother-in-law had always treasured in her jewelry box until the day Ai-xin and I got married. Only then did she solemnly give it to Ai-xin, who personally placed it on my finger during the wedding ring exchange ceremony in the church.

(II) Overcoming Obstacles.

In the rest room, I explained Ai-Xin's condition in detail to my mother-in-law, and also told her the medical director's analysis and opinions on the surgery. My mother-in-law leaned against me and cried her heart out, murmuring to herself as she listened to my story: "Why am I so unlucky... God is so unfair to me... All the misfortunes have fallen on me... I have already lost a beloved person, why must he also take away my only hope..." "Mom, calm down," I said, patting her back. "Ai-Xin is a lucky person, she will definitely get through this safely. Besides, medicine is so advanced now, the doctors will definitely find a way to solve the problem, and Ai-Xin's illness will eventually be cured." Although I said that, I didn't really have any confidence in my heart. Seeing my heartbroken mother-in-law in my arms, and thinking of my wife lying in the hospital bed fighting against the disease, I hated myself for not being able to fight against nature and lamented that I could not change their difficult fate. Oh God, if only I could remove their suffering, if only I could save my wife and children from the clutches of death, I would gladly bear all the pain myself, even if it meant giving up everything, even my life, without hesitation!

My mother-in-law and I sadly entered Aixin's ward and stood silently by her bedside. My wife was covered in IV tubes and wore an oxygen mask; she was still unconscious. She lay motionless on the bed with her eyes closed, looking as if she were peacefully asleep. However, her fair skin now appeared even paler, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly every now and then, showing that her tenacious life force was constantly fighting against death.

My mother-in-law held my wife's hand in hers, saying with deep emotion, "Daughter, it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you, and you've suffered so much..." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face again. "If I had been by your side that day, this accident wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault for being so careless." She sighed, "If everything could be done over again, things might not have turned out this way." "Everything could be done over again?" A ridiculous thought suddenly popped into my head: the time machine that the scientific research institute I worked for was developing for the Ministry of Defense was in its final stages, only lacking biological testing.

Sending animals to other eras would leave no clue about the results, and finding suitable human subjects for experiments was impossible. Besides, this was a highly classified defense research project; it couldn't recruit volunteers like other medical experiments. If I used this time machine to go back twenty years to the day my wife had her accident and prevented it, wouldn't all the problems be solved?

As for how to return to this era afterward, I didn't have time to think about it carefully. I only knew that the research institute had existed for twenty years, but at that time it was just a small-scale electronics company and hadn't yet been incorporated into the Ministry of National Defense. However, given enough materials and my thorough understanding of the time machine's structure and my daily memory of designing operating programs, I was fully capable of replicating an identical machine.

Having made up my mind, I patted my mother-in-law's hand and said, "Mom, stay here with Ai-xin a little longer. I'm going to discuss the surgery details with the medical director. It might be late. If you're tired, go home first. I won't see you off." Under my mother-in-law's slightly suspicious gaze, I hurriedly left the hospital and immediately drove back to the research institute.

As soon as I parked the maglev car at the entrance of the research institute and let the automatic parking system drive the car into the garage, the security guard came up to me: "Director Lin, are you back to work so late?" He greeted me with a smile.

"Hmm, I suddenly remembered there was a section of code in the program that needed modification, and I was afraid I'd forget it tomorrow, so I rushed back to finish it before I felt at ease." I made up an excuse while placing my hand on the fingerprint scanner to register, and with my other hand, I pulled out the electronic digital key to open the lab from my pocket.

Back in the familiar lab I see every day, I sat down and pressed a few buttons on the time machine's complex dashboard. Lines of data immediately flashed across the surrounding computer screens. This was a piece of cake for me; I could set it up even with my eyes closed. Without hesitation, I adjusted the time to twenty years ago. Oh no, what about the date?

I didn't know the exact time of Ai-Xin's accident, only that it was a few days after her fourth birthday. I had left again while waiting for the computer to search for old records at the hospital. Since she was born in April 2002, adjusting the time to the end of March should be plenty of time.

The landing point, of course, was set in front of my mother-in-law's house, so I would have more time to understand the surrounding traffic conditions back then and analyze what contingency measures I should have taken to prevent the accident from happening.

After all the data was calibrated, I started the countdown timer and entered the time-space transfer chamber. The moment I closed the door, I began to worry about the success or failure of this mission. What if the machine malfunctioned and I was sent to some unknown time and space? Not only would I be unable to prevent the accident, but I also wouldn't be able to return to the present to care for my wife, who was lying in a hospital bed and desperately needed my company. What should I do?

Before I could think or regret anything further, the countdown timer quickly jumped to "zero." A bright white light flashed before my eyes, and a continuous buzzing sound filled my ears. I felt as if every cell in my body was trembling, my mind went blank, as if an invisible hand was kneading my body into various shapes and then tearing it to pieces. Soon, I lost consciousness. ...When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying on a patch of grass, surrounded by darkness. I shook my head to clear my mind and then looked around. This is a small residential area with two-story detached houses lining both sides of the road. It must have been late at night, as only a few houses had their lights on. Apart from the rustling of the maple trees in front of the houses in the wind, there were no other noises. The roads were spotless, and the fresh scent of flowers and plants filled the air, which was invigorating and a far cry from the polluted air of our time.

I hadn't smelled such fresh air in years. I took a deep, greedy breath, then began surveying my surroundings, trying to pinpoint my mother-in-law's location to prepare for my historic mission.

I walked to the nearest house and checked the address, then was stunned. It was at least two hundred meters from my mother-in-law's place. It seemed the time machine's landing point had a significant error; I'd have to correct it when I got back.

I searched house by house until I finally found my mother-in-law's. I sat down on a bench behind the bushes across the street, patiently waiting for dawn.

According to my schedule, my wife should be almost four years old by now. My mother-in-law would take her to kindergarten in the morning, and my father-in-law would be going to work. This was a good opportunity to learn about their habits and routes, so I could plan for any unexpected events next month. Hehe, and I could also catch a glimpse of my father-in-law's face, finally solving a long-standing mystery.

The creaking of the door opening startled me awake. I had fallen asleep without realizing it; it was already bright outside, and the streets were bustling with people going to work, school, walking their dogs, and jogging. A long-haired woman, who looked like a college student, emerged from the house across the street, carrying a few books. She closed the door and crossed the street towards me.

My heart pounded. How did she know I was secretly watching her? What excuse could I give? I quickly realized it was just my guilty conscience; there was a school bus stop ahead, and she was simply there to catch the bus to school. Then I thought about it carefully—wait a minute! My mother-in-law graduated from university before Ai-xin was born. How could she still be a student? Had I mistaken her for someone else?

As if to confirm my suspicions, my mother-in-law—no, facing such a beautiful young woman, younger than me, calling her my mother-in-law seemed incongruous. While waiting for the bus, Zhiyuan inadvertently turned her head and looked in my direction. When our eyes met, her face, her eyes, and her trademark dimples were a spitting image of Aixin, making me certain that she was indeed Aixin's mother—Zhiyuan.

She wore a pure white off-the-chest blouse and a light blue plaid long skirt. Her long, dark hair was held back with a pink hair clip, and she wore striped socks and low-heeled black leather shoes—simple, unpretentious, and a typical college student's attire. When her gaze fell on me, she paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled. Perhaps realizing that it was a bit inappropriate to do so in front of a stranger, she quickly looked away, embarrassed.

Just then, the school bus arrived, and before boarding, she turned back to look at me again, her sweet smile still gracing her pretty face, making her dimples appear even deeper. I froze. That smile, so captivating and enchanting, was like an invisible thread binding my heart, holding it captive as the school bus slowly drove away.

Only after the bus disappeared from sight did I realize that a large tent had formed in my pants. Oh dear! This was my future mother-in-law! How could I be so rude! But then again, her beauty in her youth was truly breathtaking; no wonder I, her son-in-law, couldn't control myself.

After the initial ripples of emotion subsided, I began to sense something was amiss. I tried to figure out what was wrong, but couldn't quite put my finger on it. My rumbling stomach interrupted my thoughts. I temporarily set aside my series of questions and decided to find a place to satisfy my hunger before making any further plans.

Reaching the entrance of a fast-food restaurant, I suddenly realized that the "electronic points card" of our time was completely useless here. In the early 21st century, banknotes were still the currency, and I had none of those! There happened to be a jewelry store next door, and my most valuable necklace was immediately moved from my neck to the counter.

The owner examined the necklace several times, his face showing little interest. As I was about to leave, resigned, the electronic multi-functional watch on my wrist caught his attention. This advanced high-tech product could transmit images and information in real time and detect the smallest changes inside the human body; its function was almost identical to a miniature computer. In this era, it was a rare treasure, and thus it was quickly sold for a high price.

While waiting for the owner to go to the accounting office to get the money, I casually glanced at myself in the mirror. I was so shocked by what I saw that I almost fell off my chair. Although my facial contours hadn't changed, the proportions of my features were unbelievably perfect, so handsome that I couldn't even recognize myself. This was clearly another error caused by the time machine. During the cell recombination at the landing point, it wasn't a direct copy, but rather a recalculation based on the geometric data of the golden ratio, something I hadn't anticipated. This was still an error, but it was more acceptable. I was still considering whether to fix it when I got back.

After filling my stomach, I leisurely sipped my coffee and took out the newspaper I'd bought to kill some time. Just as I opened the first page, four numbers jumped into my eyes, and my head immediately went blank. My palms sweated, my limbs trembled, and my mind went blank. This time, the time machine error was the biggest, completely disrupting my plans and leaving me in a dilemma. The newspaper's date was "1997," meaning the time machine error had made me five years too early!

Good heavens! This was a huge joke! But all the anomalies could be explained: in 1997, Zhiyuan was just twenty years old and still in university. Of course, Aixin hadn't been born yet. If I were to wait until the day the accident happened, I would have to stay here for another five years! No, I had to go back immediately. My wife, who was in a coma in the hospital, needed my company. I could always fix the time machine error and come back later.

My first instinct was to find the predecessor of the research institute. Although I knew that at this time it hadn't yet expanded to the scale of being selected by the Ministry of Defense as a high-tech research and development partner, and was just an ordinary electronics company, I figured that using their materials and my skills, replicating another time machine shouldn't be a problem. After

several twists and turns, I finally found the predecessor of the research institute. Stepping into the shop, I was completely stunned. It turned out to be just a simple little computer repair shop with only two employees. Not to mention providing the materials and facilities for replicating the time machine, they even lacked advanced electronic parts. That's it. My current situation is like that of a sailor stranded on a deserted island, unable to reach my destination or return to where I started, forced to stay in the timeline of twenty-five years ago.

Dejected and frustrated, I paced the streets, pondering how to get through these five incredibly long years. As if drawn by an invisible magnetic force, I found myself unconsciously back in front of Zhiyuan's residence. I sat on a bench across the street, filled with remorse. I had taken this risk without careful consideration, and now that damned time machine had left me in such an awkward predicament.

(III) Encounter.

The vibrant sunset gradually faded from fiery red to dark gray clouds, and the sky slowly darkened. Lights began to emanate from the windows of buildings, and the number of pedestrians on the street dwindled. Night quietly descended.

Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared in my field of vision. Zhiyuan was returning home from school. The stack of books she was carrying was several more than when she left that morning, indicating that she had spent a considerable amount of time at the library, which explained her late return.

As I watched the light come on in her room, a thought crossed my mind. Judging by the timeline, she should already be living with her father. If I found a way to go back to the future, I could subtly remind him to be careful about the accident that might happen when Ai-Xin is four years old. That way, they could be entrusted with resolving the disaster, and I could peacefully return to my own time to be with my beloved wife, instead of wasting five years here.

I surveyed my surroundings; it was quiet and sparsely populated. I secretly went around to the back of Zhi-Yuan's house, planning to first find out about her family's situation, and then try to get to know them tomorrow. Once I'd made friends, the rest would be easier.

All the windows in Zhiyuan's house were tightly closed and the curtains were drawn, making it impossible to see what was inside. Just as I was about to give up in disappointment, I accidentally noticed a small light shining from a window near the back garden. I stepped over a few clumps of jasmine flowers to peek inside, only to find that it was just a bathroom. It didn't seem to be of much help in gathering information about their lives. I turned to leave and think of another way, but what I saw next made me change my mind.

Zhiyuan walked in, unaware that the bathroom window was slightly ajar. She calmly put on her shower cap and began undressing. I was horrified to realize that peeping at someone bathing was an extremely immoral and vulgar act, but my feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

Zhiyuan slowly removed her outer clothes and skirt, and as she reached behind her back to unhook her bra, my blood rushed to my groin, my eyes unable to leave her vibrant and beautiful body. As the fabric was removed, two firm, full mounds of flesh immediately came into view, their smooth curves forming two beautiful arcs on either side, contrasting beautifully with her flat stomach and slender waist, making one marvel at the artistry of nature.

Each snow-white mound was adorned with a small, erect nipple, like a cherry placed on a glass of ice cream. Zhiyuan took off her bra, proudly reaching under her breasts to gently lift them a few times in front of the bathroom mirror. Then she bent down to remove her small beige panties. With the movement of her body, her breasts heaved, swaying from side to side.

The first thing that caught my eye was her full buttocks, two smooth, semi-circular mounds of flesh with a deep cleavage between them. Her anus was completely hidden in the cramped cleft, only the tips of her labia majora, forming an alluring peach-like shape, could be faintly seen from the base of her thighs.

After removing her panties, Zhiyuan straightened up, slowly turning around completely naked. My gaze inadvertently fell on the small area below her abdomen. In an instant, my penis sprang to life, creating a high pyramid in the front of my pants.

Zhiyuan's pubic hair wasn't thick; it was sparsely arranged in a straight line on the lower half of her mons pubis, extending to both sides of her labia. Although it was only a small tuft, it still stood out strikingly against her fair skin, its black and white contrast vivid. Because of the sparse hair, she appeared clean, neat, and orderly; even the small, tender, rosy part of her labia minora was clearly visible.

Zhiyuan first sat on the toilet and urinated, then stepped into the bathtub and began to shower. She carefully applied shower gel to her entire body, starting with her breasts. The soft, elastic mounds, covered in foam, slid between her fingers, changing shapes in various ways. I was mesmerized, a sense of immersion gradually forming within me, as if it were my own hands holding and kneading her breasts.

Her hands gently rubbed her breasts in circular motions, occasionally pinching and rubbing her nipples with her fingertips. Whether it was the water temperature or the provocative stimulation, her nipples quickly turned red and became hard and erect. Zhiyuan's eyes were narrowed, her red lips slightly parted, seemingly intoxicated by the comfort of the bath.

Infected by this alluring scene, my breathing became heavy, and images of my wife becoming sexually aroused under my caresses flashed through my mind. My lower body swelled uncontrollably, almost bursting out of my pants.

After rubbing her breasts for a while, my hands gradually moved downwards, carefully wiping her lower abdomen, waist, and back, until they reached the mysterious triangle area. My fingertips scratched her pubic hair a few times, then slipped into the cleft between her legs. Her two soft, pink labia held my fingers between them, wriggling as my fingers moved back and forth, creating a bunch of tiny, shimmering, neon-colored bubbles from the shower gel.

After wiping for a while, I gradually narrowed the range of my fingers, focusing intently on rubbing and pressing within a small area at the tip of her vulva. Zhiyuan's face showed an expression of enjoyment, and her breathing became rapid, just like mine at that moment. Occasionally, her whole body would tremble, as if she had been suddenly electrocuted.

I was completely absorbed in this unexpected gain, forgetting where I was and the purpose of this secret inspection. I reached my hand down to my crotch, pressing and rubbing the high, protruding tent, indulging in the pleasure of seeking the source of happiness with Zhiyuan.

Suddenly, Zhiyuan seemed to realize something. A blush instantly spread across her face, and she quickly withdrew her fingers from her vulva, moving them to wipe her calves. Her legs seemed a little weak; she slowly leaned back and sat on the edge of the bathtub, then lifted one foot and placed it on the rim, continuing to wash her calves with a serious expression.

This time, it was my turn to feel weak in the knees. Her position, with her spread thighs facing me, revealed the alluring view at the end of her legs. Her vulva, still stimulated by my fingers, was slightly parted, revealing a swollen, erect clitoris peeking out from under the foreskin. The labia minora, no longer soft, were hard and red, standing erect on either side of the vulva.

What made my heart pound most was the vaginal opening at the lower part of her vulva; the tender, rosy flesh was gently contracting and expanding, as if eagerly awaiting something to fill the aroused desire. I could even see some sticky, clear fluid seeping from the opening, flowing down her perineum to the edge of the bathtub, forming a small, glistening puddle unlike the foam of the shower gel.

I could no longer resist the stimulation of this erotic scene. My breathing quickened, my heart raced, and my hand rubbed my genitals faster. Then, a sudden ache in my lower back, a numbness in my head, and a few shivers later, my pants were soaked through. I let out a long breath, and the pent-up lust finally dissipated with the ejaculation of my semen.

Zhiyuan seemed to have calmed down. She focused intently on wiping her calves and toes, then rinsed them thoroughly with the showerhead. When she looked up to get a towel, she seemed to notice something and immediately stood up and nervously walked towards me. Oh no! I've been discovered! I quickly crouched down and hid in the bushes.

With a "click," Zhiyuan closed the window tightly. It turned out she had only accidentally noticed a crack in the window and was just closing it, but I was already drenched in a cold sweat. My pants were sticky and uncomfortable, and further observation probably wouldn't yield any new information, so I left disappointed, deciding to investigate again tomorrow.

I rented a suite in a nearby apartment. After taking a hot shower and removing my semen-stained pants, I lay in bed planning tomorrow's actions, but my mind wouldn't settle. Every time I closed my eyes, Zhiyuan's charming smile, her curvaceous body, especially her overflowing, wet vulva, immediately appeared in my mind, making my heart race and my desire uncontrollable. Helpless, I could only grip my stubbornly erect penis and give it another good ejaculation before finally drifting off to sleep.

After breakfast, I went to a store and bought several sets of clothes and daily necessities. Judging from the current situation, I would have to stay here for a while longer before I could return to my own era, so I had no choice but to stay. I waited across from Zhiyuan's house for a long time, but she didn't come out. She'd probably already gone to school. Okay, I'll wait for her live-in boyfriend to appear. He'll always come out to get the newspaper or milk, and then I'll take the opportunity to strike up a conversation. Once I get to know them, things will be easier.

One day, two days, three days… I've been waiting for five days now. Every day, besides seeing Zhiyuan go to school and come home, I haven't seen a single cat, let alone her boyfriend. Strange, I feel something's not right. To find out what's going on, it seems the only way is to ask Zhiyuan herself.

"Miss, hello! Excuse my abruptness, but I have a question for you." Taking advantage of Zhiyuan taking out her keys to open the door after school, I braced myself and boldly approached her to greet her.

"Hehe, what a coincidence! I also wanted to ask you a question!" Zhiyuan gave me an unexpected answer.

I had already anticipated that my embarrassing moment of peeping at her after her bath would be exposed. "Ladies first, you go first!" I mentally prepared myself for a scolding, but for the sake of the bigger picture, I had to swallow my pride and play dumb.

"I'd like to hire you as my model for two hours. Would you be willing?" Zhiyuan said earnestly.

"This..." I was overjoyed to have the opportunity to get close to her so easily! I was so happy that I even started to stutter. Zhiyuan is just that adorable; she always manages to surprise you unexpectedly.

Seeing my hesitation, she quickly added, "I'll pay you according to the rules." "Ah, no, that's not what I meant," I hurriedly explained, "I just wanted to ask, you...you're not afraid I'm a bad person?" Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Was that the question you wanted to ask me earlier?" Her humor eased my nervousness, and I smiled and said, "Not before, but now I am." Then she asked curiously, "By the way, how did you come up with the idea of having me as your model?" "Well," she brushed a strand of hair that was blowing across her face in the breeze, "I'm writing my graduation thesis on future fashion trends. Last week, while waiting for the school bus, I saw you wearing an outfit that was very avant-garde, which perfectly matched my vision of future clothing. So I wanted to invite you to wear that outfit again so I could draw some sketches." That was practically fashion from twenty-five years in the future! Her keen sense of fashion trends truly impressed me. I recalled my attire a few days ago when I was transported here by the time machine: a long robe-like garment with a cloak at the back, a large almond-shaped collar at the front, and silver trim. To an ordinary person, it would look completely out of place with modern fashion, even somewhat comical. No wonder Zhiyuan burst out laughing when she first saw it. Only Zhiyuan possessed discerning eyes, immediately grasping the future trends of fashion, which made me admire her exceptional intelligence even more.

I hurriedly agreed, "Of course, it's my duty to help you, my lady." Then I smiled and said, "You still haven't answered my question!" She confidently replied, "It's simple. Judging from your clothes, you don't live in this city. Although your accent isn't too different from ours, you use some words I don't understand, so I guess you're from a small town nearby. If someone leaves their hometown just to break into houses, that's going to great lengths. Besides, if you were intent on stealing, you would have had plenty of opportunities to do so while I wasn't home. But you've been behaving very well in this area for the past few days, so it seems you have another purpose." It turned out she had been observing me all along; I thought I was just observing her! I pretended to be casual and said, "I have a younger brother who's been missing for many years. I only recently got this address from a friend, who said he lives here with his wife. I'm here to find him and reunite with him." She chuckled, "I think your friend must have given you the wrong address. I'm not married yet, I live alone, there's no man coming and going here!" After a pause, she said, "What's your brother's name? I'll look him up for you when I have time, maybe he lives nearby! Oh, excuse me, may I ask your surname?" "My name is Tang Wei," I made up a name to brush it off, "Excuse me, I haven't asked your name yet." "What's your name, Miss?" "Hehe, stop being so formal, just call me Zhiyuan." She opened the front door and came inside, turning back to me and saying, "Just come over at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Then she smiled again, "Remember to wear that outfit!" At three o'clock on Saturday afternoon, I arrived at Zhiyuan's house as agreed. The living room wasn't furnished much, but it was simply and elegantly decorated with soft colors, giving a comfortable feeling as soon as you entered. To the left of the corridor were two bedrooms, and to the right were the kitchen and bathroom. At the end was a floor-to-ceiling glass door leading to the back garden, offering a panoramic view of the vibrant flowers in full bloom.

I changed back into the clothes I wore when I landed in the guest room and came out of the living room. Zhiyuan was already prepared. Fortunately, I had taken my pants to the dry cleaners a few days ago, otherwise, the large stain of semen on my crotch would have been embarrassing enough. If Zhiyuan suddenly asked out of curiosity, was I supposed to lie and say it was a fashionable floral print?

Zhiyuan sat on the sofa, sketching while directing me to turn, bend, straighten my chest, and raise my arms. I tried my best to cooperate, posing as she requested, so she could capture the features and details of the clothing. In less than two hours, she had finished her work, drawing no fewer than twenty sketches.

"Here, have a cup of coffee before you leave! Thank you so much for your help this time." When I came out of the guest room after changing, Zhiyuan was already handing me a steaming cup of coffee. I quickly took it and sat down on the sofa. The aroma of coffee wafted through the air. Taking a sip, oh, although I wasn't sure what this coffee was called, I was certain it was the most fragrant and strongest coffee I had ever tasted in my life.

Zhiyuan sat down beside me and handed me some banknotes: "Mr. Tang, this is your payment for two hours of work. Please count it. Thank you again for your help!" I took her hand and pushed it back: "Did I say I was going to take your money? You're still a student, earning money isn't easy. Keep the money, or consider it a scholarship from me." Zhiyuan: "How could I accept that!" Just as she was about to continue, she suddenly realized that her hands were being held by a man she had only recently met. She quickly pulled them out and placed them on her lap, her face immediately flushing red with embarrassment.

From her reaction, I could almost tell that she had never had a boyfriend before. Based on my observations over the past few days, Zhiyuan was probably still single. No wonder she reacted so strongly to such superficial contact with a man. It seemed I needed to let her get used to the dynamics of male-female interaction, lest she miss her chance when her true love appeared.

I eloquently described the features and advantages of future clothing, and revealed some developments and applications of future technologies. I also subtly imparted knowledge about male-female social interactions, never mentioning where I came from or the purpose of my visit. She listened attentively to my explanations, occasionally asking insightful questions. Her gaze, initially surprised by my unique perspectives, gradually transformed into admiration for my broad knowledge and prescient understanding of the future.

From that day on, we became inseparable friends. I would often visit her after school and we would talk until late at night before she reluctantly saw me off. On weekends, when she didn't have classes, she would personally cook a few dishes for me to try her cooking, and of course, afterwards, I would enjoy a cup of delicious coffee.

(IV) Entering the Inner Circle.

As the saying goes, "familiarity breeds fondness." After dating for a while, I noticed that the look in Zhiyuan's eyes was no longer the surprise or admiration I had when we first met, but rather a warm affection hidden within. Sometimes when I was speaking, she would just listen quietly with a sweet smile. When I stopped to ask her if there was anything she needed to explain in detail, she would snap out of her reverie and say, "Oh, no, I'm listening!" Then she would playfully mimic my tone and say in a refined manner, "A single conversation with you is worth more than ten years of study!" which made me laugh.

This kind of look was not unfamiliar to me. When Aixin and I were whispering sweet nothings in bed, she would often show the same expression, making me unconsciously empathize with her and her daughter. No wonder, not only were their figures identical, but their manner of speaking, their eyes, even their every smile and frown were so similar. Sometimes it gave me the illusion that I was back with my wife, the two of us nestled in our love nest, chatting idly.

The night was so quiet, a gentle breeze rustling the maple leaves, casting undulating patterns on the windowpane, just like the unpredictable ups and downs of life. I didn't know if I was developing feelings for her or if I was seeing her as an embodiment of Ai Xin. Suddenly, I couldn't help but embrace Zhiyuan, gazing intently into her bright eyes.

Zhiyuan didn't push me away, as if it all happened naturally. She simply looked at me with deep affection, a thousand words unspoken.

I hugged her tighter and tighter, our bodies drawing closer and closer, all in an instant. We closed our eyes simultaneously, our lips pressed tightly together, greedily absorbing each other's boundless love, our hearts burning with a blazing desire.

I slipped my tongue between Zhiyuan's lips, parting her pearly teeth, teasing her tongue. At first, the love-struck Zhiyuan was clumsy and didn't know how to respond appropriately, but she gradually mastered the art of flirting, our tongues intertwining skillfully.

I cupped her cheeks, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, as we poured out the love that had been building up deep within our hearts. I felt Zhiyuan's forehead burning hot, her breath ragged, her body languid and weak, as if her bones had been removed, as if she were about to melt away in the flames of desire.

I held her and leaned forward, slowly pressing her down onto the sofa. While continuing to kiss her, I used my hands to knead her breasts. She hugged me even tighter, her mouth leaving my lips, and she couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah..."

After rubbing her breasts for a while, I slipped my hand inside her clothes, lifted her bra, and held her entire breast in my palm. She gave a token resistance, then quickly succumbed to my skillful flirting. I rubbed both breasts alternately, occasionally pinching her nipples between two fingers and rubbing the tips with my thumb, stimulating Zhiyuan to arch her entire upper body. I then slipped my hand into the crevice of her back and loosened the clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts to my full pleasure.

Zhiyuan was completely overwhelmed by my onslaught, biting her lip tightly, trying her best to suppress any moans of love. But when I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it, she finally couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a long "Ah..." as she wrapped her legs around my back, clamping them around my waist, and rubbing her lower body against my crotch.

I moved my lips to the other nipple and continued sucking, while my hand slipped under the elastic band of her panties to caress her vulva. My fingers first scratched her pubic hair for a while, then suddenly moved to her labia to rub. I knew she was quick to arouse after my last glimpse of her after bathing, but I didn't expect my caresses to arouse her to this extent. Just by touching her with my fingers, I could feel her labia minora hardening and sticking up, and even her clitoris protruding outside her labia, easily felt without any searching.

My fingers lingered inside her vulva, sometimes rubbing her labia, sometimes kneading her clitoris, and sometimes gently probing at the vaginal opening. Zhiyuan had never endured such torment before. Like a live fish, she kept swaying her waist and twisting her hips on the sofa, feeling as if she had fallen into hell in discomfort and as if she had ascended to heaven in pleasure.

I stepped off the sofa and stripped Zhiyuan of all her upper clothing. Then, I gently pulled down her panties by the sides, removing the last obstacle. A pristine, naked body lay before me, her skin flawless, her proportionate figure breathtaking. If I had to find a comparable figure, I think only Venus, the goddess of love, could compare.

I bent Zhiyuan's legs and spread them apart, revealing her vulva in its entirety, already soaking wet and glistening. Zhiyuan crossed her arms to cover her breasts, peeking out at me. Seeing me staring at her secret garden, which was being opened to a man for the first time, she quickly closed her eyes again, her cheeks burning red.

I crouched down, pinched her labia minora, and pried open Zhiyuan's vulva. The complex structure of her female reproductive organs was immediately revealed: her extremely engorged labia minora were reddish-purple, stiff and stretched to the sides, and even if I let go, they wouldn't close again; her delicate clitoris was now swollen like a small red bean, proudly standing at the top of her vulva; a trickle of mucus constantly seeped from her vaginal opening, emitting a virginal fragrance into the air.

I lowered my head and licked her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. Zhiyuan immediately cried out, "Ah..." and then shivered: "No...don't...it's dirty..." Of course, I wouldn't obey, and continued to lick her repeatedly. Zhiyuan's whole body convulsed, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina even wet my chin.

I dipped my tongue into the flowing vaginal fluid and tasted the slippery, slightly salty virgin secretions, while simultaneously teasing the constantly contracting vaginal opening with my tongue. Zhiyuan arched her body, her hands gripping my head, trembling violently. It seemed that if I licked her a little longer, she would immediately climax.

My penis was already throbbing, hard and uncomfortable in my pants. I saw that the foreplay was almost done, and it was time to unleash its full potential. So I picked Zhiyuan up by the waist and strode straight towards the bedroom.

I placed Zhiyuan on the bed and quickly stripped myself naked, facing Zhiyuan. I knelt between Zhiyuan's legs, using two fingers to spread her labia with one hand, and gently rubbed the glans of my penis against her vaginal opening with the other. Zhiyuan knew she was about to experience the most important moment of her life. She opened her eyes and looked at me affectionately, saying, "Mr. Tang... um, Awei, this is my first time... please don't be too rough!" I tapped my penis on her mons pubis, "I know. I'll be very gentle, don't be nervous, just relax." Zhiyuan glanced down and saw my throbbing glans, which was now proudly displayed. She had never observed an adult man's erect penis so closely before, and she was both scared and ashamed. She quickly closed her eyes again.

Although Zhiyuan was mentally prepared to give up her virginity, her legs were still tense and only slightly open. Her hymen needed to be fully stretched to break easily, minimizing the pain. So my first task was to relax her body and mind as much as possible. I lay on top of her, kneading her breasts, and slowly pressed my genitals against her vulva. I then made shallow thrusting motions with the head of my penis at the entrance of her vagina. Gradually, her legs spread wider and wider, her guardedness overwhelmed by pleasure, and she was no longer as apprehensive as before.

As she began to experience the pleasure of intercourse, after a few thrusts, I suddenly thrust my hips down, pushing my entire penis, lubricated by her vaginal fluids, all the way to the end of her vagina. "Ouch! It hurts! It hurts..." Zhiyuan cried out immediately, her legs clamping together.

I remained motionless inside her vagina, simply enjoying the constricting sensation created by the tense contractions of her vaginal muscles. Every part of my penis was tightly wrapped and compressed by the vaginal walls, leaving no gap between our genitals, as if we were born conjoined.

Zhiyuan's eyes were still tightly closed, but I noticed a few tears slowly welling up in them. "Did I hurt you?" I gently kissed her cheek and asked her tenderly. Zhiyuan didn't answer, only shook her head.

"Do you regret being with me?" I asked again, and she shook her head again.

"Do you hate me for taking your virginity?" I really didn't understand what I had done wrong. Zhiyuan shook her head even more violently, then suddenly hugged me tightly: "Awei, don't leave me..." Then she began to sob softly.

Women are truly strange creatures. Aixin also shed tears like this when she gave me her virginity, and she also refused to answer why she was crying. Was it pain? Was it regret? Was it joy? Was it sadness? I don't know the meaning behind those few tears a woman sheds after saying goodbye to her virginity; we men will never understand.

After resting for a while, Zhiyuan's tightly clenched legs relaxed slightly. I knew the most painful moment was over, and her untouched virgin territory awaited my cultivation. So I placed my hands on her armpits and began to move my lower abdomen, slowly thrusting my penis in and out of her tight vagina, letting her get used to the pleasure produced by the friction between male and female genitalia.

As I slowly thrust, I looked down at our joined parts. The vaginal fluid gushing out of her vagina contained streaks of blood, which were carried out with the movement of my penis, running down her perineum and onto the sheets, staining them with a beautiful pink pattern. Her hymen had been pierced by my penis, and the torn remnant membrane stuck to the foreskin, turning back and forth at the vaginal opening with the thrusting motion, marking that its owner had officially changed from a girl to a woman.

With each thrust, Zhiyuan's sensitive body began to react. The pain of losing her virginity was gradually overshadowed by the pleasure of intercourse. She gritted her teeth and moaned softly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, feeling the pleasure spreading like ripples throughout her body.

I bent her legs higher, pushing my penis deeper, each thrust reaching its full length, pushing the glans to the very end of her vagina. Zhiyuan's vaginal fluids flowed more and more, until clear, beautiful "splashing" sounds echoed in the bedroom along with the rhythm of my thrusts.

Although the abundant vaginal fluids made the thrusting smooth, it was still like a newly opened gate. Zhiyuan's tight vaginal walls gripped my entire penis like a suction cup, creating an incredibly ecstatic sensation with each insertion and withdrawal, making me want to keep thrusting.

Zhiyuan's skin began to turn red, her breathing became rapid and shallow, and she held me tightly with both hands, her nails even digging into the skin on my back; her previous low moans had now become more rhythmic, her vagina began to twitch slightly, and her whole body would occasionally tremble violently, it seemed that her orgasm was about to erupt.

"Wei...Wei...I can't take it anymore...Ah...This feeling is so strange...How could this be...I think I'm going to...Ah...It feels so good...Keep moving...Oh...I can't...I really can't take it anymore...Wei...I'm going to come..." Zhiyuan's alluring moans, combined with the sucking sensation caused by her vaginal spasms, excited me immensely. I increased my speed and worked harder, and soon my glans began to tingle and itch. My penis was hard and red, clearly on the verge of ejaculation. Since I was already losing control, and since Zhiyuan's newly deflowered vulva shouldn't last too long during our first intercourse, I decided to reach the peak of ecstasy together with her.

I pressed myself against Zhiyuan, holding her tightly. She clung to me just as tightly, our upper bodies pressed together, while our lower bodies collided wildly. The sizzling of our juices, the slapping of our flesh against each other, Zhiyuan's ecstatic moans mingled with my heavy breathing, weaving together a beautiful lovemaking symphony between our two naked bodies, lost in passionate embrace. Zhiyuan

gasped for breath, then began to convulse. Suddenly, her whole body tensed as if in a spasm. "Ah...I...I...I..." Before she could finish her sentence, she began to tremble violently, as if she were shivering. Her vagina contracted and relaxed around my penis, so intensely pleasurable that I could no longer thrust. I simply pushed all the way to the end of her vagina, preparing to ejaculate.

Like a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy, Zhiyuan clung to my body desperately, her head thrown back, her whole body trembling. Suddenly, a gush of hot fluid surged from her uterus, spraying onto my erect penis pressed against her cervix. With a shudder, my semen also shot out forcefully, pouring all my love into her body without reservation.

The two hot streams mingled and merged in her vagina, just like our true state at that moment. Before the afterglow of the climax had subsided, we couldn't wait to kiss deeply again, exchanging saliva and feeling the mixture of yin and yang fluids overflowing from her vagina, slowly flowing out from the gap between our intertwined genitals.

As if all my strength had been exhausted with the ejaculation, Zhiyuan and I remained silent, not uttering a single word. Our two languid bodies remained in the position we had been in during intercourse, overlapping each other, not even wanting to move a finger. I truly wished time could stand still, so we could sleep like this forever.

After a long while, Zhiyuan finally opened her eyes, looking at me with a shy smile, and said, "Awei, from today onwards I… I'm yours now. Don't let me down!" I tapped her nose: "Hehe, you said I didn't seem like a bad person, and you've already lost confidence? Besides, from this moment on, aren't I yours too?" "You're so cheeky!" Zhiyuan scolded playfully, burying her head in my heart with a happy smile.

From then on, I became her lover. I gave up my apartment and moved into Zhiyuan's house to live with her, leading a sweet life like a young married couple. In this time and space that doesn't belong to me, I have a warm family of my own, and life has finally settled down. I'm just waiting for the day five years later that will change Ai Xin's fate.
(V) The Third Party.

Three months later, Zhi Yuan graduated smoothly with her excellent thesis and was even hired as a senior designer by the fashion department of a multinational company. Of course, I wouldn't be idle either. I sold a program that I wrote that uses computers to stimulate the human body's bioelectric current and change the endocrine composition to control diseases to the owner of that computer repair shop and earned a considerable income.

During the day, Zhi Yuan went to work, and I went to the computer shop to teach the owner how to use the software. In the evening, it was our warm time for the two of us. Under my influence, Zhi Yuan gradually learned how to enjoy the pleasure of sexual intercourse. Not only did we cooperate seamlessly during sex, but she also sometimes took the initiative to give me oral sex and tried various different sexual positions, bringing out the true meaning of sex to the fullest.

That night, we made love again in bed. Zhiyuan lay on her stomach, her buttocks raised, as I thrust into her from behind. She reached between her legs and rubbed my scrotum. "Ah... Wei... right there... deeper... yes... yes... ah... so good..." Zhiyuan cried out her desires as she endured my powerful thrusts.

I lay on her back, thrusting into her vagina while reaching forward to fondle her breasts. Zhiyuan had already had two orgasms, her juices soaking both of our pubic hair and running down her inner thighs. I showed no sign of stopping, continuing my enthusiastic, frenzied thrusting. Tonight, I planned to bring her to three orgasms before ejaculating.

After three months of development, Zhiyuan's body has matured considerably. Like now, she can actively contract her vaginal muscles during penetration, achieving a tighter, more narrow feel and creating a sucking effect like a carp's mouth, allowing me to enjoy more pleasure during sex. It seems her intelligence has not only made her successful in her career but also given her a natural talent for sex.

Her vagina is truly a masterpiece, one I never tire of. Her clitoris, slightly larger than average, is incredibly sensitive, hardening with just a gentle touch; her vaginal fluids are abundant, flowing continuously from the moment I penetrate her, and gushing during orgasms. So sometimes I'll rub her clitoris with my fingers while penetrating her vagina, causing her to experience multiple orgasms, going completely wild with pleasure.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I... I'm going to cum again... Faster... Wei... Thrust faster... Faster... Ah... Enough... If you keep going... I'll definitely cum to death... Oh... Yes, yes... Keep going like this... I'm coming... Fuck me to death..." Zhiyuan was writhing her hips, her juices flowing freely, another orgasm was about to come.

Actually, I was almost at my limit too. Seeing that Zhiyuan was hovering on the edge of her third orgasm, I quickly pulled out my penis, turned her over, lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders, and immediately thrust in again with rapid pumping. Zhiyuan held onto my waist, using the leverage to push her vulva upwards as much as possible, so that my penis could penetrate deeply to the bottom, so that our genitals could get more friction, creating an explosive shock during the orgasm.

Before long, my penis began to twitch, and streams of hot semen shot out of her vagina one after another from the tip of my hardened glans. Zhiyuan trembled from the heat of my semen, releasing a large amount of vaginal fluid as a signal of her orgasm, before collapsing into a blissful, limp state, bringing this sexual intercourse to a perfect close.

I don't know how much time passed before Zhiyuan finally came to her senses from the daze of orgasm. She played with the chest hair on my chest, avoiding direct eye contact, and said in a questioning tone, "Awei, I...we should separate for a while, okay? I think you should move to the guest room starting tomorrow...I mean...I want to reduce the frequency of our sex." Instinctively, I sensed that our relationship was beginning to change. She had always been very engaged and enjoyed sex; there was no reason for her to suddenly consider reducing it. "Is there a third party?" I asked calmly, my once-vigorous penis now limp.

"Yes," she said, still smiling at me.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, my heart was filled with a mix of emotions, a bittersweet feeling that I couldn't quite describe. I pressed on, "How long ago was this?" Although I knew my father-in-law should be making his appearance by now, I still hoped this cozy time could last a little longer.

"Almost three months," Zhiyuan replied in a barely audible voice, and immediately buried her face in my chest shyly.

Her Prince Charming was finally about to appear, and I should wisely step aside, even though I longed to take this opportunity to see my father-in-law's mysterious face. Yet, a strange jealousy welled up inside me. I wiped my now completely limp penis, which had slipped out of her vagina, with a towel, lay down beside Zhiyuan, and casually asked, "Who is he? Where does he live?" Zhiyuan didn't answer, but instead took my hand and pressed it against her smooth belly, revealing the secret: "Hehe, he's inside!" My mind went blank for a moment before I realized, "You mean... you're pregnant, and I'm going to be a father?" "Yes," Zhiyuan said tenderly, looking at me. "That's why I wanted to..." "We've been separated for a while now. You always leave me exhausted, thrusting so fiercely and violently, it's like you want to kill me! I'm worried that too much force will hurt the baby in my belly, so I'd like to reduce the frequency for now!" I was speechless with surprise. I was overjoyed that this "third party" was actually the fruit of our love, and that Zhiyuan hadn't fallen for someone else; but I was also shocked that things were starting to go off track. Would there be even more unexpected events that would make my historical journey a waste? I was starting to waver.

In two different timelines, both mother and daughter were pregnant with my child—it was unbelievable. And judging by the timeline, this baby should be Aixin. In other words, my future wife is my own daughter, and my married life has been nothing but incestuous father-daughter relations all along!

Thinking back, no wonder Aixin and I felt a sense of déjà vu when we first met. I used to explain it as "love at first sight," but now I realize that we actually share the same blood! Their genes come from the same source!

Actually, I never intended for Zhiyuan to get pregnant from the beginning. Aixin should have been born through another man. In our time, contraception didn't rely on condoms, IUDs, or anything like that. You just had to set the fitness tracker on your wrist to "infertility," and it would generate a bio-electric current that stimulated the nerve endings under the skin, causing the brain to secrete an enzyme that inhibited sperm production in the testicles. The sperm count in the semen would gradually decrease to a level insufficient for a woman to get pregnant. When it was time to have a child, you could cancel this setting, and the semen would slowly return to normal. It had always worked, and I had long been used to it.

But even the best-laid plans can go awry. After meeting Zhiyuan, I was so infatuated that I completely forgot that the electronic multi-purpose watch had already been sold to a jewelry store. The watch I was wearing now was a token of love that Zhiyuan had given me not long ago, but it was just an ordinary couple's watch. Without the enzymes secreted by my brain to suppress it, my sperm count gradually returned to a level that would allow me to get pregnant. During this period, we had sex almost every day without interruption, even ejaculating inside her during my fertile window without any regard for the risks. It would be strange if Zhiyuan didn't get pregnant.

Alas, it seems that everything in the universe is predetermined, and nothing can be changed according to human will. Since things are already set in stone, I might as well accept it as they are! I hope that fate will be kind to me, allowing Aixin to grow up healthy and happy, and eventually get rid of the nasty blood clot in her brain.

Seeing my sudden silence, Zhiyuan assumed I was unhappy. She grabbed a hair on my chest and yanked it out, glaring at me with her round eyes, saying, "What? Isn't having a baby a good thing? All you ever think about is sex. You hesitate to cut back even a little bit. You clearly have no regard for us, mother and child!" Good heavens! How could I possibly explain this complicated relationship to her? It seemed I had to take some action to clear up this misunderstanding. I didn't argue, but simply took off my ring and gently slipped it onto her ring finger: "Zhiyuan, I really love you. Marry me, be my wife, okay?" Zhiyuan rubbed the ring, her anger instantly turning to joy. She kissed me on the cheek: "I'm already carrying your child, how could I not marry you?" Her sweet smile made her look like the happiest person in the world.

Zhiyuan tossed her long hair aside and, without a word, knelt between my legs. Before I could even figure out what was going on, she was already sucking on my penis. I stroked her long hair, enjoying the pleasure of being sucked on the head of my penis. Before I knew it, the bald little monk had transformed into a raging Vajra.

I patted her arm, and Zhiyuan, understanding, turned around to face me head-to-toe, spreading her legs to position her vulva perfectly aligned with my mouth. I felt the gentle, skillful gliding of Zhiyuan's tongue across the shaft of my penis, and in return, I licked her clitoris. Through our lips and tongues, we expressed an indescribable passion, intently fueling each other's rising desire.

Zhiyuan's clitoris hardened little by little, the vaginal fluid seeping from her vagina flowing down onto the small clitoris, glistening and translucent at the tip, shimmering with a glistening sheen. At this moment, she took my scrotum into her mouth, using her tongue to push my testicles back and forth inside my scrotum. I also took her clitoris into my lips and gently sucked on it.

"Oh...oh...no...be gentle...oh...it feels so good...ah...I can't take it anymore..." As soon as Zhiyuan's weakest sexual pivot was aroused by me, she immediately lost control of herself, got up and straddled my lower abdomen, one hand holding my penis, the other hand spreading her labia and hurriedly sitting down.

I held her breasts that bounced up and down and rubbed them while teasing her: "Didn't you just say that you wanted me to move to the guest room to sleep, to reduce the number of times we have sex? How come you couldn't help but take the initiative to do it so quickly?" "Oh...oh...you bad man...I just wanted you...not to sleep in my room...I didn't say...I can't sleep in...the guest room...oh...it's so hard...so swollen..." Zhiyuan's buttocks rose and fell a few times, and her vaginal fluid was already dripping down to my crotch, soaking my scrotum.

I chuckled wickedly, flipped her over, and pinned her beneath me, thrusting my penis forcefully into her vagina. "Ah... Wei... you're so amazing... it feels so good... so comfortable... I love you... I'll love you like this forever..." In an instant, Zhiyuan's moans, the sounds of her juices rubbing together, the sounds of flesh colliding, and the swaying of the bed filled the bedroom once more.

************ After ten months of intensive labor, Zhiyuan was due to give birth. Our little baby was about to be born, adding another life to the world.

The day after Zhiyuan was admitted to the hospital, they called to say she was in labor and had been taken to the delivery room. I bought a bouquet of carnations and rushed to the hospital. Hearing the clear cry of a newborn baby from the delivery room, I knew Zhiyuan had a natural birth and both mother and child were safe. My tense heart finally relaxed.

Following the trolley into the ward, after the busy nurses left, I went to Zhiyuan's bedside. Beside her lay her newborn baby, still crying. I took Zhiyuan's hand and kissed her forehead. "Zhiyuan, you've worked so hard." "Look how cute the baby is, it's all worth it. Awei, guess if it's a boy or a girl?" Zhiyuan asked, gently patting the baby. "Don't cry, look, Daddy's here to see us." I handed her the bouquet of carnations... I took a flower from the vase on the bedside table and offered it to Zhiyuan: "It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, as long as mother and child are safe." Then I leaned over to examine the baby's face: "Oh, such a cute face, just like her mother, it's definitely a girl! When she grows up, she'll be even prettier than her mother." "Of course, she's already a mother, how pretty can she be!" Zhiyuan said, feigning annoyance, while fiddling with the carnation in her hand, pretending not to notice me.

"Hehehe, already jealous of your daughter?" I picked up the baby with my left arm and hugged Zhiyuan with my right, laughing, "Beautiful, beautiful, mother and daughter are equally beautiful." I gently lifted her head and kissed her on the lips: "Zhiyuan, I love you." "Fine, you sweet-talker!" Zhiyuan nestled gently into my arms, looked up, and said, "Actually, I think she looks more like her father. Look, that high nose bridge, those bright eyes, she clearly has her father's features. By the way, Wei, you should name the baby. You're so knowledgeable, you'll definitely come up with a good name." I also wanted to test whether history really doesn't change, so... Yi pushed the task of verifying the name to Zhiyuan: "Mom is beautiful, so the name she chose must be beautiful too! You should be the one to choose the girl's name." Zhiyuan brought the carnation to her nose, inhaling its delicate fragrance as she slowly pondered. Suddenly, a glint of light flashed in her eyes: "Hmm, she's the fruit of our love, and as beautiful as this flower... how about Aixin?" I had to accept fate. The great wheel of history rolled meticulously along its predetermined path, and what was destined to happen would happen in every detail. If even one link in the chain went wrong, the whole world would be transformed. I didn't want to, and couldn't, play God to rewrite history. I only hoped to minimize the harm to my wife and children when things happened, so they could live a happy and fulfilling life. But, could I really fight against fate with my own abilities?

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