[Mom and A-Jie]

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My name is Yuan Long. My family lives in the Xinxing residential area of this small city. There are only three people in my family: my parents, my grandparents, and me.
My grandparents passed away a long time ago, and only my maternal grandparents still live in a small town far from the city. People
say I have a capable father and a beautiful mother. As for me, apart from being a little introverted and loving video games
, I don't have any bad habits. My family is just an ordinary family of three.
I remember when I was little, a man named Uncle Wang often came to visit us. At that time, my parents
worked at the same company, and Uncle Wang was their boss. Every time Uncle Wang came, he would bring
me lots of food, and even during holidays, he would give me expensive toys. I really liked Uncle Wang and wished
he would come to our house every day. My parents were always incredibly welcoming when Uncle Wang came, but when they played cards after dinner
, my dad always lost. My dad usually gets upset when he loses money, but when he played cards with Uncle Wang, he got
happier the more he lost. I really don't understand my dad.
Oh right, Uncle Wang also gave A-Jie a remote control car, and A-Jie showed it off to me every day back then. A-Jie and
I were next-door neighbors. He moved in when I was in sixth grade. A-Jie's parents were divorced,
and he lived with his father and his hard-of-hearing grandmother. However, A-Jie's father worked in another city most of the year, and his grandmother
couldn't control him, so A-Jie often came to my house for meals and to play.
A-Jie and I were very good friends. We were both obsessed with playing video games, especially
when we were in junior high school. Once, we went to the arcade too late, and my mom dragged us out and scolded
us. My mom always told me to give in to A-Jie in everything, because I was half a year older than him. Actually, A-Jie was
much worse than me. He was very good at fighting at school, and no one dared to bully him. Because of him, no
one at school had ever bullied me. Being rather introverted, A-Jie was my only good friend. A-Jie always said to me, "We're
like family."
My parents also like A-Jie quite a bit because he's very sweet-talking. Once, when we were eating out, my mom jokingly asked
A-Jie if Aunt Lan was good to him. Without thinking, A-Jie looked up and said, "Aunt Lan, you're like my own mother
, even better to me than my own mom!" My mom laughed heartily. My mom often takes A-Jie and me shopping and buys A-Jie
clothes and such. A-Jie also helps my mom with some housework, while I, like my dad,
never lift a finger for housework. A-Jie loves to joke around with my mom. Sometimes I can hear them laughing loudly in the living room from my bedroom
. Once, the three of us came back from buying vegetables, and A-Jie even bumped my mom's bottom with his head as we walked upstairs. It cracked me up. I'm rather introverted and don't usually communicate much with adults, so 　　the house feels quite stuffy
when A-Jie isn't around . 　　I remember when I was about to graduate from junior high, because of the pressure from my family, I spent almost every day 　　at home reading except when I went to school. Meanwhile, A-Jie, who was in the second year of junior high, had no interest in studying. That kid either skipped class or 　　read novels during class, and I often had to do his homework for him. Once, I discovered he was reading erotic novels. I 　　glanced at them and didn't find them interesting, but he picked up those boring books every day. I remember once we went to the toilet together 　　, and I noticed his penis was really big. He boasted that it was because he read so many books, which cracked me up. 　　That day, after school, I walked home as usual. On the stairs, I saw Uncle Wang coming down. 　　I politely greeted him, and he seemed to be in a good mood, complimented me a few times, and then left. When I got home, 　　I found my mother taking a shower in the bathroom. My father wasn't home. I sneaked a chance to go play with A-Jie, but his grandmother 　　said he hadn't come home yet. Huh? That guy skipped school that morning; I wondered where he'd gone. I had no choice but to go 　　home and wait for my mother to cook. 　　Not long after, my dad got a promotion and became a section chief in his company. Our whole family was overjoyed for a long time. 　　Dad even treated a lot of people to dinner. But that day, I felt that Uncle Wang and Mom were acting strangely, and even A-Jie 　　was acting strangely, secretly glancing at Mom. He wouldn't answer when we talked to him, and I wondered what he was thinking. After that, I never 　　saw Uncle Wang again. I heard that he moved to a place far away. Because of Dad's promotion, Mom also quit 　　her job to tutor me full-time, and she became a housewife. 　　Later, I got into a good high school, but it was a bit far from home, so I usually lived at school. 　　When I was in my second year of high school, A-Jie also transferred to a vocational high school near our home. Whenever I went back, 　　A-Jie would sometimes take me to his school, and then we would go to the internet cafe to play games together. But I remember one time, 　　when I was still in my first year of high school, during summer vacation, as soon as I got home, my mom told me rather seriously not to 　　play with A-Jie. I asked her why, but she wouldn't say. When I asked A-Jie, he just stammered. Later, I went to my grandparents' house for 　　a few days, and when I came back, A-Jie was watching TV in my living room, grinning at me. It seemed my mom had forgiven him. 　　However, one time I overheard my mom answering a phone call saying something about not letting Xiaolong (my nickname) know 　　, and then she changed her clothes and went out. I was busy playing games at the time and didn't pay attention... 　　When I came to my senses, class was over. Before I knew it, I was already a senior in high school. Senior year is 　　very intense. These days, I haven't left the classroom at all; I've been reviewing. But thinking that winter vacation is in a few days, and I can 　　go back and rest for a while, I'm quite happy. 　　On the day of my holiday, my mom and A-Jie picked me up from the station. My mom said she'd take us for a walk along the river 　　, saying she wanted me to get some exercise. I originally wanted to go home and play on the computer, but A-Jie wanted to go to the river too, so I had to 　　… I feel like A-Jie and my mom are getting closer and closer, I don't know why, I just always have this feeling. 　　We went to the pedestrian street by the river, and A-Jie and I rented two bicycles. My mom stood on a flat 　　spot, enjoying the breeze. The wind blew her long, flowing hair back, and her slightly short skirt fluttered alluringly 　　, showing off her slender waist and legs—my mom has such a great figure. 　　A-Jie and I rode around my mom for a bit, and suddenly I realized that she seemed to be getting younger and younger. My mom already 　　has a small, pretty baby face, but she looks like a young woman in her late twenties. My mom, who is always good at dressing up, 　　looked exceptionally alluring 　　and captivating today, especially with the sleeveless cotton coat and the short skirt that only young girls wear. I was so oblivious that I only just realized how beautiful my mom, whom I see every day, could be, and I was momentarily stunned.

The three of us finished dinner by the river and were walking home when A-Jie and Mom chatted
non-stop all the way downstairs. They talked about everything from the news to Dad's business trip these past few days. When we went upstairs, Mom was probably
tired and needed to rest. I had already gone upstairs. A-Jie, smiling
, carried Mom upstairs on his back. I turned around and saw A-Jie supporting Mom's legs with both hands as they went upstairs. Mom was praising A-Jie for being filial, laughing as she spoke. Seeing
the smile on Mom's face gave me the illusion that A-Jie was also Mom's son.
Mom and A-Jie seemed too close…
Later, one day, I was playing games at an internet cafe when my phone rang. I saw it was Mom calling.
"Xiao Long, it's time for dinner, you should be home by now, phew…"
"I'll be home soon, I'll be there in half an hour at most, Mom, you eat first."
"Ah… phew… oh okay, A-Jie's here too, come home early."
"Why is there a constant whooshing sound, Mom, is your phone broken?"
"Maybe… um… come home early." Then Mom hung up.
When I got home, Mom and A-Jie were still busy in the kitchen. A-Jie was squatting to one side arranging side dishes, while Mom
was still stir-frying vegetables with her back to me. "Hey, Mom, there's a little white stuff around your mouth." "Oh," Mom wiped it off and
said calmly, "It's probably soy milk. I made some soy milk today, you should drink some later, it's good for your health."
"Come on, take the dishes to the living room and we're getting ready to eat. We've been waiting for you." I said "Okay," took the dishes, and turned
to walk towards the living room. During the meal, Mom and A-Jie chatted and laughed. Looking at their knowing glances, I always
had a strange feeling, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Until…
one afternoon, I was engrossed in playing computer games in my bedroom, and A-Jie was watching me. My mom
brought me a bowl of white fungus soup. A-Jie said he suddenly wanted to go shopping for some clothes and asked my mom to
come with him to pick one out. I didn't really listen to what they were saying, I was too busy playing the game. As they left the bedroom,
I turned around to ask if they could get me some XX drinks. Just as Mom closed the door with her left hand, I saw A-Jie
pinch Mom's buttocks. Mom slapped A-Jie's inappropriate hand away with her right hand. Because they had their backs to me,
they didn't notice I had turned around. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. How could A-Jie do that? The morning after I
was still brooding over this incident, I was woken up by the urge to urinate. I had just gotten out of bed when I heard the front door close;
my mother had probably gone out to buy groceries. As I walked through the living room towards the bathroom, I heard a soft "Ah-Jie,
don't..." at the door. This immediately aroused my suspicion. I ran to the balcony to peek at my mother coming out of the stairwell and saw
Ah-Jie and my mother together. The young man with short, light-colored hair, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, and a rather muscular build
, was none other than Ah-Jie. I saw Ah-Jie and my mother walking together, chatting and laughing. At an intersection, Ah-Jie
suddenly started touching my mother inappropriately. My mother only gently brushed his hands away. She was wearing a
tight-fitting dress, and his hands had almost completely covered her upper body. Then they turned the corner and disappeared from my sight. Seeing
all this, I felt like I'd been electrocuted—shocked and furious. Could my own mother and Ah-Jie be having
an affair?...
I lay in bed, at a loss for what to do. If my dad found out, he'd beat Ah Jie and Mom to death. My dad
loves Mom very much. What about Mom? Would she be more embarrassed, or would I, her son, be more embarrassed? Maybe I
should beat Ah Jie up and tell him to get lost? How could I face Mom afterward? Why was she like this? Everything
flashed through my mind. Just as I decided to confront Mom at dinner that night, I heard the door open
. A familiar voice came from the doorway: Dad's back from his business trip!
It was just my parents and me at dinner that evening. A-Jie was at his own home, and the atmosphere was a bit somber.
I was lost in thought, while my parents chatted about everyday things. I glanced up at my slightly tipsy father;
I didn't even want to think about the consequences if I told him what had happened during the day…
I'd been paying close attention to my mother these past few days. Aside from going out to buy groceries, she'd been staying home watching TV.
A-Jie hadn't come over either. That day, my mother quietly answered the phone in the living room. My intuition told me it was
A-Jie calling. After answering, she continued watching TV as if nothing had happened. A sudden idea struck me. I lied
and said I was going to an internet cafe. As soon as I left, I ran to the stairwell to wait. After a while, my mother indeed came out. I
was shocked when I caught a glimpse of her. She was wearing the same office lady outfit she'd worn years ago when she worked
, complete with black stockings! My incredibly beautiful mother, carrying a small bag and a plastic bag of clothes, didn't go to
A-Jie's house. Instead, she headed up the stairs above mine—the rooftop!
I'll never forget that scene—after following my mother to the rooftop, to find out if she and A-
Jie were having an affair, I hid behind a grape trellis and witnessed my mother, wearing black stockings, squatting on the ground
, legs spread apart, her head buried in A-Jie's waist, sucking and swallowing his penis. A-Jie, with his hands
on my mother's head, looked up at the sky, appearing extremely blissful. Behind A-Jie were patches of blue and white
clouds…

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