Alcohol emboldens him to sleep with his sister-in-law

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I met Hua, both of us in marital troubles. Amidst soft, elegant music, we drank and chatted. I, who always considered myself a good drinker, discovered that Hua's capacity was equally astonishing, no less than mine. Perhaps it was male pride at play, but whenever Hua toasted me, I always reciprocated. That night, I don't know how many bottles of red wine we drank (because Hua was a VIP there, so signing the bill was fine). Since the bar was right downstairs from Hua's dorm, we helped each other into her apartment, I don't even know how we got there.
When I woke up the next day, I found myself naked in a strange room, and I vaguely remembered everything that had happened with Hua the night before. Then, Hua came out of the kitchen in her pajamas. "Bing, I've heated up the milk and cake, get up and eat something!" Hua handed me a set of men's pajamas. When Hua and I sat down for breakfast, we were both speechless, because I truly didn't know how to explain what had happened!
Hua seemed much more composed than me, telling me not to overthink it, and that the incident happened because we were both drunk. At that moment, I realized even more deeply that alcohol can not only be used to drown sorrows, but also to flirt!
I thought my passionate affair with Hua was over, but unexpectedly, a month later we had another passionate rendezvous, and this time I truly experienced the thrill of infidelity!
In the days that followed, Yezi often called to chat. On weekends, Yezi and I would climb Gushan Mountain and go to the amusement park in Zuohai Park to ride roller coasters, bumper cars, and so on. Although we had both tried some of these things, being with Yezi made me feel a few years younger. Yezi always said that only when she was with me could she forget her troubles and feel happy!
Yezi often accompanied me to basketball games; she would just sit quietly on the sidelines, only getting excited when I had the ball. Yezi was also surprised that I, at only 170cm tall, could play basketball so well, and that I looked cool and had very stylish moves. I don't deny that, and I'm quite confident about it. Aside from being powerless to change his height, his basketball skills are undeniable. I often hear things like, "If he were a little taller, he'd be incredible, he could be on a professional basketball team!" Humph! What does being short matter? Allen Iverson was only a little over 180cm, yet he still won the NBA scoring title (although I prefer Kobe)! Hehe!
Yezi spent her birthday at a karaoke bar! Several of her close friends and classmates were there. They were all eagerly vying to sing, and facing a space dominated by women, my cheerful personality was fully unleashed! I love joking around and the joy that laughter brings! When it was my turn to sing, Yezi and her classmates, who had been making a ruckus, suddenly fell silent. After I finished singing, applause filled the entire room. At their request, I sang another song, Zheng Yuan's "I Don't Regret It."
I don't regret loving you,
it's just that loneliness has always been there,
the ferry crossing is far away,
the lights on the other side are dim, and
people continue to drift on the river.
I don't regret loving you,
it's just that we couldn't love until the end.
A brief moment of happiness
is enough .
As long as you're willing to let go, you'll
be happy!
I don't have the habit of boasting online, nor do I try to please any female netizen by flattering them or talking big. I'm the same online as I am in real life, except that I haven't fallen into depravity in real life, but I've indulged myself online. I'm not a rich man, nor am I handsome. I don't want to use sweet words
and empty thoughts to think about how to pick up women.

I don't know why, but during that time I especially liked Zheng Yuan's songs. His clear voice revealed waves of sadness, allowing us to experience the feeling of heartbreak without a trace! Yezi got drunk, so drunk that she could only talk nonsense, sometimes speaking Mandarin, sometimes speaking Japanese, which I dislike (although I couldn't understand it). I took Yezi to her place, which was actually a single apartment very close to her school (her parents bought it for her so that it would be convenient for her to study). I took the key from Yezi's bag, opened the door, helped her to bed, and covered her with the blanket. Just as I was about to get her a glass of water, Yezi suddenly hugged me tightly, her alcohol-smelling lips kissing me haphazardly.
"No! Yezi, don't do this!" Although I had drunk quite a bit, my mind was still clear. I tried to push her away forcefully. But Yezi's hands were like a tight band around my neck, ignoring my attempts to resist, and she continued to kiss me passionately. I am a man who cannot resist temptation, although I never intended to hurt the innocent Yezi. Yezi's kisses, fueled by the alcohol, made me feel increasingly hot, my eyes growing increasingly blurry. I tried hard to control myself, but when I looked up and saw a photo of someone wearing a Japanese military uniform hanging above Yezi's bed, I lost myself. I responded passionately to Yezi, turning the tables and forcefully tearing at her coat, sweater… I knew it was that photo that triggered me, because I hated Japanese militarism (my grandfather was bravely wounded during the War of Resistance against Japan).
But it was precisely because of my anti-Japanese sentiments and a momentary impulse that I did something I can never forgive myself for—I had sex with Yezi, and she was a virgin!!!
I don't deny it: I've watched quite a few adult films. Some are Category III, some are completely explicit, some are Western, some are Japanese. To be honest, I don't like Japanese films; they feel very perverted. But I also enjoy seeing Japanese women being played with, because when I think of Japan's invasion of us, the heinous crimes they committed against China, I feel an urge to go to Japan and rape all those militaristic Japanese women, to avenge the suffering of my fellow countrymen!
Yezi was like a bridge connecting China and Japan, making me no longer hate the Japanese. I don't know if Yezi's boyfriend, as a Japanese friend, can also let bygones be bygones and allow the friendship between China and Japan to continue for generations to come!
And later, when I attended Yezi's wedding and saw her tall, strong, but somewhat cold husband, I was somewhat afraid to look him in the eye. It wasn't that I was afraid of him; I beat the much bigger thug to the ground just as badly. It was just that I couldn't imagine what a Japanese man with such a strong obsession with virginity would do to Yezi if he discovered she wasn't a virgin. Would he abuse her like in those porn movies? I couldn't imagine! I felt deeply guilty for what I had done!
Alcohol is truly a wonderful thing, making us lose our senses! I couldn't control the desires that filled my mind. Men are easily tempted; in the face of naked lust, all reason becomes utterly vulnerable! Yezi's house was fully equipped with air conditioning (and heating), a washing machine, a hot spring, and so on—everything you could want. I collapsed onto Yezi's large bed, our clothes scattered all over the floor. In this cold winter, I didn't feel the cold at all; instead, I felt a burning desire!
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