"In Beijing, Within the Walls, an Affair Between Aunt and Nephew" - Chapter One

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That year's New Year's Eve wasn't a very fulfilling one for the family, especially the meal. It's unclear who the unlucky person was who booked the restaurant. Perhaps it was for convenience, or perhaps it was genuinely difficult to book, but they managed to get a private room. However, there was a time limit, and tables had to be turned over, so they could only eat until 6:30. Amidst the clinking of glasses and hearty eating and drinking, the older folks complained that it would have been better to prepare the meal at home, but no one wanted to join in. Before everyone had even finished eating and drinking, the boy got up to say goodbye.
"I'm going home to play games."
Grandma and uncles waved their hands, not suspecting anything. Xuli wasn't a child who liked to join in the fun. She was raised by her maternal grandparents and lived with them. She only spent New Year's with her mother's family and didn't even plan to go to her father's family's banquet. Besides, she had just started high school and was still at an age where she loved to play. Although her grades weren't as good as her younger daughter's, they were still good enough to be talked about, so the adults didn't want to interfere.
The boy put on his coat, put on his earplugs, and left. She, sitting at the table, could no longer eat.
It was long past the winter solstice, almost six o'clock, but the sky in Beijing was still not dark. Behind the city gate, a faint orange glow still warmed the clouds. There was no snow, and the northwest wind was not biting. The old city in the sunset had a certain charm. Pine and cypress trees and withered trees could be seen everywhere, low blue bricks and tiles, and some uneven sidewalks. As the streetlights slowly lit up on the way home, even though this was the boy's home, it still evoked a strange sense of nostalgia. Perhaps it was just that everything here was half new and half old, allowing people to glimpse the old days.
Xu Li thought of his maternal grandfather, the tall, thin old man who would take him for a ride in his tricycle, the old rascal who would take him to the palace wall to urinate before returning home. He had been gone for many years, and the adorable boy who once looked down on his elderly father and nephew was also about to leave home.
The boy encountered several neighbors on the way, all carrying the joy of the New Year. Even his grandmother, who had been in an ambulance earlier, responded to his greetings with a strong voice, saying that Xuli had grown taller again, so big, just like his maternal grandfather. His maternal grandfather was a universally recognized good man in the courtyard, both at home and in society. His status after death was almost saintly, and the intelligence of him and his youngest daughter was enough to comfort the spirit of this old comrade who had dedicated his life to the people and the country.
"Hey, why are you walking so fast? Look, your aunt is behind you—"
The aunt's meddlesome nagging made the boy turn around abruptly, and the girl, who had also been raised by her grandfather, quickly chased after him with small, quick steps.
She was so beautiful. Her close-fitting thin down jacket and dark blue jeans accentuated her slender figure and revealed her curves. As she ran, her long hair, wrapped around her collar, billowed. Her rosy cheeks, red from the cold, were so delicate and fair. Her lips, which were usually always smiling, were tightly pursed, and her slender eyes stared at the boy with a hint of resentment.
She actually followed me out.
The boy was happy, but he was also annoyed that he had walked too fast because he was preoccupied with his own thoughts. He didn't want to greet her, but she came over and wrapped her arm around Xuli's.
"It's the Lunar New Year, how can you bear to see your aunt get sick from the cold?"
The older woman finally left, grumbling, while the younger aunt pressed closer, asking, "What are you doing?"
The boy resisted helplessly, unsure whether to be happy or sad. He looked at her, but she didn't look ahead; instead, she pulled him home. He looked at her cherry-like lips exhaling white breath, at her pretty, rounded chin, at her fluttering nostrils, at her rosy cheeks, but felt none of his usual arousal.
The aunt and nephew, like a couple, stayed close together and returned home without saying a word.
After entering the house, Xu Li forcefully pulled his arm away as if in a fit of pique, took off his coat and threw it aside before going into his room. In the dim light, he turned on his computer, speakers, and amplifier in one go, without looking at her.
She bit her lip in grievance and clung to the boy as they entered the room. She threw her coat on his bed, revealing her upper body wrapped in a khaki turtleneck sweater, her beautiful chest heaving with indignation.
"You!" She uttered the first word before shrinking back, her voice immediately softening. "You... what's wrong with you?"
But the boy still didn't answer. He just turned on the media player, played some upbeat jazz, and stared at the computer screen without moving.
After a long while, he muttered to himself, "...It's nothing."
She sat down on the boy's bed, completely exhausted. "Turn around, okay?"
The room grew darker and darker, with only the light from the computer screen revealing the boy's somber silhouette. He ultimately did not turn around.
Are you moving out?
"Um."
His aunt put her hand on the back of the swivel chair, pinched his face, and said, "What's wrong? Why are you looking so gloomy?"
"nothing."
He knew his aunt was asking a question she already knew the answer to, and he didn't want to answer.
"It was bound to happen sooner or later, that's all."
She whispered in his ear, trying to persuade him, and also trying to persuade herself. She simply couldn't stay by his side any longer; she was infatuated with him. Even in college, she couldn't find a man she liked. When classmates introduced her to other men, she felt uncomfortable. If things continued like this, she didn't dare to imagine what she would become.
"Xu Li, your aunt has graduated from university and will have to move out on her own sooner or later."
"Yeah, I know—" The boy wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, leaving only a pessimistic, resigned attitude. "Let him go if he wants to."
The boy's aunt leaned against the back of a chair, glancing at him playfully, trying to be mischievous. The two kept each other company in silence, tenderly, just like always. Seeing her nephew's pitiful and sullen expression, she gently touched the boy's face with her smooth, white fingers, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, you little rascal? Don't you miss me?"
She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking; her heart, which had been calm, began to pound violently as if poisoned.
"No, it's not—"
"Hmm?" She subtly became dissatisfied upon hearing this, her slightly disheveled long hair brushing against Xu Li's slightly sweaty neck. He still sweats so much, the woman thought.
"But," the boy's hands, which had been flat, clasped together, "I...I'm worried about Auntie's safety living alone, yes, safety."
The boy seemed to have found a basis, a reason that could deal with most arguments against single women living alone, and he immediately turned to stare into his aunt's small but moist eyes.
"Grandma and Uncle also said that it's not safe for you to live outside by yourself, and rent is so expensive now. It's not necessary just to be closer to your workplace. My mom can take you to the subway station."
"Hmm...it's okay, it's more convenient to live on your own outside."
"What's so convenient about it!"
Yes, is it more convenient to go to work, or to do something shady?
She didn't know why she had deliberately answered in a way that could be misunderstood; it seemed she really wanted to see the boy get angry.
"Invite friends over to play—or something like that."
"What kind of friends are you! They even made you drink. Last time, I had to pick you up from the door! And—and..." The boy's voice trailed off.
"And what?"
"...And there were men too, them, them, ugh!"
The boy seemed to want to find something to say to those truly malicious men, but he also seemed afraid that the girl in front of him would lose trust in him by defending her friend.
bump--
The woman's forehead and the boy's forehead bumped together.
"Ugh—"
"Honestly, what are you thinking?"
The room was dark, even darker than before. The boy could feel her smooth forehead, smell her breath, see her long eyelashes fluttering, and see her perfectly sized lips opening and closing, as if they were meant for a kiss.
"You think I can be with them... I hate them too," Auntie said, looking at Xuli and pinching his stubble-covered chin. "If you can't bear to part with them, just say so. What's the big deal?"
「恩……」男孩陶醉在女人的气场里了，陶醉在那种香甜那种温柔的环境里，突然他意识到不对，离开了她的额头，「不是……也不是舍得舍不得，小姨你总要走的，我们又不能住在一起一辈子。」
「哼，谁愿意跟你住一辈子一样！」
她的心就像被幼童的手抓绕一样，没有规律不知道轻重，总是渴望得到那个笨拙的外甥的回应，希望他也想自己对他一样痴情，却又想避免那种戳破窗户纸的局面。
「……」男孩没有再反驳她，只是带着一种悲伤的眼神看着她，回了一声：「恩。」
她突然想到了好多年前，他知道了婚姻法的规定时那种失望的表情，但哪有什么用，世上皆是如此，即使是８０年代以前还默许地方的中表婚姻，他们的情况也不在其列。
她想到了自己当时的没心没肺，还嘲笑他小傻瓜，根本没有想到现在的这种不舍，她也不可能想得到吧，也许那时候觉得还远，觉得这种撕扯心肝的情感根本不会出现。
但是她当时是怎么化解男孩的不快呢。
哦，原来是那样。
她再次抿了抿略显干燥的嘴唇。
啵——
她亲在了男孩的脸上，红润的唇贴在那棱角分明的下巴上，那已经不在幼嫩散发着男人气味的脸上。
啵——啵——ｍｕａ——
男孩傻了，脸红到了脖子，大口吞吐空气。她觉得他这时候可爱到了极点，可她马上就发现自己也喘不过气来，脚在刚才亲他的时候不由自主地蜷缩，牛仔裤里修长的双腿僵硬地夹紧，连不能说的花园都被他熏得潮热起来。
「你……你——」序礼慌张着，不知道该做出何种反应，最后居然选择了那个很不应该的答案，「你别这样，嘴里都是刚才吃的孜然味。」
「哈？！」
「对对，就是烤羊腿的粘的孜然，还有蒜的——」
男孩停住了控诉，他的小姨面容已经有些抽搐，本来好看的酒窝变得狰狞，当他以为自己要被臭揍的时候，女人却利落的站了起来，打开了卫生间的灯进去漱口刷牙。
序礼慢慢摸到了洗手间门口，马上就被自己的小姨怒视，还是通过洗手台的镜子怒视。但是他觉得小姨十分优美，简单素色的毛衣长裤更能表达出她肉胎上的华奢。
「不是，小姨，我刚才不是……不是，你挺香的……也不对——」女人终于简单清理完口腔，瞪着他走到了昏暗的走廊里，「哼，憋不出什么好话就别说了。」
「我……不对啊！之前说你出去住的事怎么就——」
「啊——啊——」
女人突然抓住他的肩膀，垫着脚张着嘴让他闻自己口腔里的气味，这种姿势对于她来说是出奇的不雅。
「你干嘛——」
男孩不顾女人的挣脱捏住了女人的两侧脸颊。
女人还是那么瞪着他，嘴唇张张合合发布出什么声音，好像在质问他我嘴里还有什么味道、你和还不是和我一样吃着那些东西嘴里就能好多少种种。
——慢慢地，女人意识到男孩脸色变得红润，眼神也开始迷离，开始出现了一种她不常从男孩眼里见到的迷离，或者说男孩刻意对她隐藏的那种欲求。
而且，序礼已经长得那么高了。
她变得柔软了，嘴里也不再唠叨，压在了男孩宽阔的胸膛上，那并不算丰满的胸脯也抵在了上面，她能听到能感受到男孩激烈的心跳，她想自己的色狼外甥也能明白她的情动吧。
男孩的手已经渐渐松开，可女人的嘴还撅着，终于，男孩摸上她的后颈，大嘴印上了她的朱唇。
果然，没什么味道，自己刚才也没什么味道。
这里是这么黑，黑得他们只能看到对方的轮廓了，但是他们的味道是那么明显，那种带着酸涩味热烈的荷尔蒙味道让他们的毛孔张开，她能清晰地感到顶在她跨上的坏东西，也能清晰的明白自己的乳头翘了起来，而脖颈和后腰的大手更是温热，女人的小手却只能在他胸前按压，她不甘心，她抚上他的脸，自己敞开了口腔、伸出了香舌，迎接那同样笨拙的少年的舌。
她体会到了男孩平时见不到的粗鲁，他按着她柔韧的蛮腰，红色的毛衣被揉得露出了里面的软肉，他有力的舌头穿过他梦寐以求的双唇，直接顶到了她柔软的侧壁，她牙齿的防御也形同虚设，想发出声音呜呜拒绝，却变得迎合而且开始用自己的小舌头和外甥的大蛇淫靡的交合，他们沉浸在那种愉悦的肉体碰撞上，甚至滑动舌头吸取对方的津液，男孩的手插入女人的长发，而女人用腰部磨蹭那突兀的长棍。
男孩拖动着女人，似乎往房间走去。
女人有点醒悟，离开了征服她的大口，「你……呼，你干嘛，你要——唔」
说罢，她那像羊脂球才拥有的可爱嘴唇就又被男孩不讲道理地啃上，不过她也开始期待在男孩房间发生的事了。
男孩双手顺着她的腰臀滑下，抄起她的长腿，让女人观音坐莲版和自己做到了床上，亲了一会又摸了摸她的鬓角，用低沉的嗓音呼唤了一声「小姨~ 」，然后就要翻身压下去。
她已经放弃了最后的抵抗，她不知道她会被做什么，做到哪一步，可是她自己却主动摊倒在床上——咔嚓，家里的房门开了。
「你们怎么不开灯，黑灯瞎火的在干什么？」
那是舅妈的声音，男孩赶紧开了灯，灯亮的那一瞬间小姨衣衫凌乱香汗淋漓的风情令他终生难忘。
看着旁边忙活包着最后一屉饺子的女人们，男孩还是满脸的迷茫无助，他已经这个状态一个晚上了，而那个和她身体负距离接触的小姨一边包饺子还一边看着他，不时轻轻笑几声。他很迷茫，他不知道那个古灵精怪的小姨的笑是什么意思，是嘲笑他的纯情还是单纯小丫头式恋爱的傻笑。
「快零点了啊。」
不知道是哪个看晚会的爷们叫了一声，厨房就开始张罗煮起饺子，可是还没到正点，饺子就已经煮好。
「茴香的。」
小姨一边说一边用还沾着点面粉的玉手轻轻拽着他的衣袖。
从前几个钟头开始，她的这种小动作就开始多了起来，虽然从床上起来她就迎着长嫂出去，装着没事人一样，也绝口不提刚才发生的事情，却总是要拍拍他的肩膀，在他耳边叫他几声，然后又不知道有没有事情就呵呵笑着离开。
「茴香的，你不喜欢吃吗？还是喜欢吃胡萝卜的，最后这个是猪肉白菜的——」
「不，」男孩不敢移动被扥着的手臂，「还不太想吃。」
「吃点嘛——」女人停了下来，她顺着男孩的眼神看到她死去老父亲的照片。
「又看你姥爷呢。」擀着饺子皮的舅妈说道，姥姥接着话茬有大发感慨了，「唉，老牛啊，没赶上好日子。」
「是啊，爸当年也没享过什么福，等会给他弄瓶小二摆上。」大姨和姨夫也接着说，而我的老妈却没心没肺地说道，「爸他才不在乎喝酒抽烟什么的，他最心疼的还不是他那点花鸟，小时候小米自己没得吃也要喂鸟。」
「是啊，养不过来后来都送了啊。」众人都附和着，而姥姥突然抬起眼睛看了过来，不是在看序礼，而是身旁的她，「唉，结果这个老牛最喜欢的小家雀也要走了啊。」
男孩的心也痛了起来，本来就不舍得，今天胡乱亲了一通，更是舍不得，现在他的心就像被割掉了半拉一样。
「干嘛不走——哼！」
家里人都在感叹女大不中留，而她却看着男孩。
「…小……姨」
这声无力地呼唤也被女人捕捉到了，她凑了过去，伏在他耳边，面粉味道混合的饺子与女人的香气让他精神一震，「傻小子，出去住你来找我啊……那就没人看得见了。」
男孩血液激荡在全身，看着那个面若桃花的阿姨，看着她从盘子里捏出了一个形状不太圆满的饺子，「来，我包的，你尝尝。」女人把饺子提到男孩的最前，他能看到女人被面粉包裹的手指尖，那种女人并不经常流露的贤惠让男孩着迷，他一口就吞下以至于嘴唇碰到了女人的手指粘上了上面的面粉。
「这孩子，还说不想吃，这么急。」大妈们唠唠叨叨着小子没规没矩，却没发现她添上了那沾有男孩唾液的手指。
"Is it good?" Auntie asked Xuli, but then continued to herself, "You know, Xuli, there's a saying, 'Nothing tastes better than dumplings,' what's the second part?"
The boy didn't speak, but the woman said impatiently and proudly, "Nothing's more fun than your sister-in-law!"
"Nonsense!" the older women immediately corrected and accused, "What are you teaching etiquette for? That's called 'better to lie down than be comfortable'!"
"Yes, yes, really, it's boring."
After dusting the flour off her hands, she glanced sideways at the boy, her eyes filled with intense allure. "Is it tasty?"
He nodded, but the paper window was still torn.

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