My elderly mother and I

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Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily crept onto his gloomy face. Just then, the door opened, and Xiao Ling from the government office walked in: "Director Ji..." he called softly.
"You—why are you here?" Ji Shiming knew that no one was allowed to contact him during the "double regulation" period.
Xiao Ling glanced behind him: "The county head asked me to come and see you." He quietly handed him a crumpled piece of paper, which Ji Shiming quickly grasped. Then he raised his voice and said, "The county head said to quickly explain the issues so you can go back to work." After saying that, he pursed his lips and left.
Ji Shiming opened the crumpled paper, stared blankly at both sides, and suddenly smiled. It was a blank piece of paper, without any words, but Ji Shiming understood what the county head meant—there was nothing there. He felt a surge of relief; he knew that only at this time could the county head help him.
Three days later, that afternoon, Ji Shiming was released without any conclusion. He inexplicably got into Xiao Wang's car, completely bewildered. How could there be no conclusion? Had County Head Xu already made arrangements? When Xiao Wang called out, "Director, let's get out of the car," he clearly saw that they had arrived at the county hospital entrance.
"Why did we come here?" Ji Shiming asked from inside the car.
The driver, Xiao Wang, opened the car door: "Auntie, she..." He stammered, looking at Ji Shiming's face.
Ji Shiming's head throbbed: "What happened to my mother?" "
Please, please don't panic—the doctor said it's a cerebral hemorrhage, she's being resuscitated."
Ji Shiming's mind went blank; he didn't know how Xiao Wang had helped him into the car. The ward was filled with flowers. County Chief Xu stood by the bed, watching the doctor treat his mother. His younger sister, lying beside the bed, just sobbed, tears streaming down her face.
"Brother—" she called out, her lips trembling, wanting to cry, but the doctor stopped her. It was best not to agitate the patient at this time.
"County Chief!" Ji Shiming looked at County Chief Xu gratefully, then felt County Chief Xu's hand grip him tightly, a warm current quickly flowing through Ji Shiming's body. He knelt by his mother's bedside and softly called out, "Mom—" His voice choked with emotion, tears streaming down his face.
"The old lady got so angry that she ruptured a blood vessel," the doctor explained quietly.
"How is she?" Ji Shiming asked anxiously, looking at his mother's tightly closed eyes.
"We've done everything we can, but there's been no improvement. It's hard to say what will happen,"
the doctor explained objectively. "However, we're doing everything we can to save her." He glanced at the county head, as if to say, "The county head has given the order, shouldn't we do our best?"
"Director Ji…" Sitting in the hospital's reception room, County Head Xu comforted Ji Shiming, "The old lady's fate is in the hands of fate."
"County Head, how could this happen?" he said, sobbing. He knew that the old lady had been so shocked by the news that her blood pressure had spiked, causing a brain hemorrhage.
"Sigh—the old lady couldn't handle the shock, that's why she had this accident." County Magistrate Xu pondered for a moment, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back. "I will do my best to help you, but you should also be prepared. The key issue now is that someone is holding a grudge. I'll try to find out from the side whether there's a problem within the developer's organization. If it involves you and me, I hope you can take responsibility, so we still have room to maneuver." The county magistrate looked at him, placing boundless hope in his eyes.
"This—don't worry, no matter what, I will always treat you like an older brother. But I—I just can't let go
of my mother." Looking at his mother lying unconscious on the bed, Ji Shiming's heart was breaking. If his mother were gone, what would he have left to think about? "I know that. Fate is predetermined, and meeting is also a kind of destiny. Your aunt is not just your mother, but the only one in your life. I understand that too. But no matter what happens, you must stand up."
"I..." Ji Shiming squatted on the ground and buried his head in his hands.
"Look at you—what a state you're in!" County Magistrate Xu said, somewhat exasperated. "I'm the one who promoted you. You can't fall now."
"Brother—" Ji Shiming used this form of address for the first time, looking earnestly at County Magistrate Xu. "I would give anything to save Mother's life."
"But can that really be exchanged?" County Magistrate Xu said softly, his voice filled with emotion. "Shiming, we all treat Mother—" He glanced outside, then turned back, "We treat Mother as our own woman, even more important than our own woman. I understand that, but can we grow old together?"
Ji Shiming knew the magistrate was telling the truth; with such a large age gap, his mother would surely pass away before him.
"But we must live on. If the old lady doesn't make it, you must grieve in moderation."
Ji Shiming didn't say anything more. "I heard your wife went back to her parents' home." County Magistrate Xu didn't want to say this at this time, but he had to. He worried that Ji Shiming wouldn't be able to bear it; his wife leaving him at this time meant she wasn't worth cherishing.
"She...she...is gone?" He wasn't particularly shocked by his wife's departure, only slightly surprised. No wonder he hadn't seen her when he came in.
"When your mother collapsed, she helped take her to the hospital, and then disappeared. Shilian later found out that someone saw her packing and going back to her parents' home."
Ji Shiming felt a pang of resentment. Although the couple didn't have much affection for each other, her departure at this time still evoked a sense of bitterness.
"It's a relief that she's gone."
"Mom—" Ji Shiming suddenly heard his sister's voice, his heart skipped a beat. Just as he got up to go over, he saw a nurse rushing over: "County Chief Xu, Director Ji, the old lady has woken up."
Both of them followed the nurse into the ward with joy.
"Xiaolian—your brother..." His mother lovingly stroked her daughter's head, her loving and sorrowful gaze sweeping across the room, and she sighed softly.
"Mom—" Ji Shiming knew the reason for his mother's sigh and quickly stepped forward. His mother heard his voice, her eyes lit up, and her weak face shone with light: "You...you're back?" She then tried to lean forward slightly. But Ji Shiming pressed her down: "Mom—lie down, don't move."
A tear rolled down his mother's cheek: "I'm relieved to see you back."
Mother and son held hands tightly, and Ji Shiming felt a happiness he had never known before.
His mother's face still held many questions, and to comfort her, Ji Shiming held her hand with a little more force, conveying the message of their deep love and understanding: "It's alright now."
His mother placed one hand on his, carefully examining her son's face, and said reproachfully, "You're a leading cadre now, you should think things through more." Her eyes were full of hope.
"Mom—" At this time, in this place, it was inconvenient to say more, so Ji Shiming expressed his meaning only through his hand.
"County Chief Xu…" the attending doctor called respectfully. County Chief Xu turned around, and the doctor quietly leaned close to the county chief's ear: "The old lady's condition isn't good."
"Hmm—" the county chief drawled in surprise.
"This kind of situation is usually a final burst of energy before death. Please, Director Ji, make arrangements." County Chief
Xu was stunned. Could the old lady, who seemed so energetic, be in danger? However, he had indeed heard of such things before. Seeing the old woman's pale face with a flushed tinge, he knew the doctor must have some basis for his opinion.
The old woman clutched one child tightly in each hand, saying, "Xiaoming—your sister isn't an adult yet, you must take good care of her..."
She seemed to hesitate, unsure what to say. Ji Shiming glanced at his sister and nodded. County Head Xu understood that they should give the mother and son some space to talk.
"Shilian, come here," the county head called out kindly. The doctor quickly gave the nurses present a wink.
County Head Xu took Ji Shilian's hand and gently closed the door. "Go get your aunt some clothes," he said, then called to his driver, "You go with her to Director Ji's house." The driver responded and left. After arranging all this, he felt incredibly heavy-hearted; this was so unfair to Ji Shiming.
As the crowd departed, the mother joyfully grasped her son's hand, a smile spreading across her face. Ji Shiming knelt before his mother's bedside, reaching out to stroke her hair. "Mom—I'm so sorry you've suffered."
His mother looked at him lovingly, as if wanting to remember everything about her son: "You're the only one I worry about."
Tears welled in her eyes as she spoke. "When I heard about your accident that day, it felt like the sky had fallen. Xiaoming, you're my pillar of support."
"Mom—don't worry too much." Ji Shiming looked at his mother, his eyes filled with a rare tenderness.
"I was completely lost, the world seemed to collapse... I've always done good deeds and never done anything wrong."
As she spoke, a strange look appeared on her face. "Perhaps—perhaps our ancestors are punishing me, Xiaoming, Mom and you..."
Ji Shiming interrupted her, not letting her finish: "That's between the two of us. They won't blame you."
"I'm just afraid of letting our ancestors down." She couldn't find peace in her heart.
“You’ve given your son something to look forward to, bringing honor to the family. Our ancestors are so grateful to you.”
His mother said happily, “As long as you’re well, I’m content. I wouldn’t regret it even if I went to the deepest hell.” She looked at him intently, saying, “I just can’t let you go.”
“Mom…I know.” Ji Shiming studied his mother’s face, tracing her familiar contours. His mother’s crow’s feet deepened.
“But I won’t get better.” His mother smiled faintly, a hint of regret in her eyes, staring at the ceiling, as if everything was something she couldn’t let go of.
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Ji Shiming covered his mother’s mouth, stopping her from continuing. His mother placed her hand on top of his, gently stroking it.
“Mom knows her situation.” She was a little breathless. “Mom just wants to tell you, I haven’t had my period for over three months.”
Ji Shiming seemed not to understand his mother’s words, his hand that had been covering her mouth now stroking her lips. “What haven’t you had?”
“You’re a married woman now, silly.” His mother suddenly uttered such an intimate sentence, which touched her son’s heart. “Mom hasn’t had her period for three months, I think she’s pregnant.”
Hearing his mother’s clear voice, Ji Shiming excitedly asked, “You mean, she’s pregnant?” Remembering his mother’s earlier coy behavior, a sweet feeling welled up inside him, and he replied, “She doesn’t have much experience getting married.”
A blush rose to his mother’s pale face. “I originally wanted to tell you in another month or two, so you could experience the happiness of being a father, to hear the baby jumping and moving inside, but now I’m afraid it’s not possible.”
“Mom—don’t talk nonsense.” Ji Shiming was immersed in immense joy. “Get well soon, let’s go home.” He had thought that now that his mother had woken up, her recovery was not far off.
“Sigh…” Hearing this, a tear rolled down his mother’s cheek, slowly flowing onto the pillow. Ji Shiming quickly wiped it away with his hand.
“How could I not want that?” She gasped for breath, then continued, “After you experience that pleasure, I want to find a place with you to do it, so that our time together won’t have been in vain… I can die in peace.”
“Mom… you’ll get better.” Ji Shiming held his mother’s hand, his eyes filled with joy.
“Xiaoming… I’ve disappointed you.”
“No… there are the best doctors here, you won’t leave.” Ji Shiming didn’t know why his mother kept saying this.
“Sigh…” His mother sighed deeply, seemingly filled with endless sorrow. “If you want to feel it, touch my belly.”
Ji Shiming reached out and touched his mother’s lower abdomen, starting from her round navel, then moving around it, and gradually returning above her navel. Suddenly, in his mother’s soft breathing, he seemed to feel a slight movement. He held his hand there without moving, and that faint tremor jumped a few more times from his mother’s abdomen.
"Mom—is this it?" Ji Shiming's eyes shone with boundless joy. He never imagined that the very place where he had conceived years ago would once again nurture his offspring. This was something he could never have foreseen.
His mother seemed to sense it as well: "It's fate!" She smiled happily. "Xiaoming, this is God's arrangement, a blessing from the heavens."
"Mom...this really is..." He stroked her, muttering to himself, "Is it really mine?"
"You doubt Mom..."
"No...no..." Ji Shiming quickly corrected him, "I just can't believe it, I'm actually giving you..." The throbbing seemed even more pronounced.
"Mom...is this the place where I was conceived?" Ji Shiming was so happy he was almost incoherent.
"If it's not there, Mom, do you have two uteruses?"
Ji Shiming quickly continued, "Mom...you should have two uteruses. One for your son, and one for your grandson." He excitedly explored, gradually touching his mother's high mons pubis.
“Silly child, even if Mom has two uteruses, it’s impossible for me to have two…”
Ji Shiming realized what his mother was about to say and quickly cut her off: “Mom… I just want you to have one.”
He said, touching her directly: “Only if you have one can I find my way home, and only then can we truly feel each other’s love.” His mother’s place was soft, moist, and warm.
“How long has it been since we last did it?” His mother seemed to hum those words through her nose.
Ji Shiming thought for a moment, from the day before yesterday when he was double-tracked until now: “A week.” He probed into the warm flesh of his mother’s fluffy pubic hair.
“Mom really wants to do it with you.”
Ji Shiming looked back at the tightly closed door: “Mom—” He didn’t expect that after so long, his mother would make such a request for the first time. He excitedly reached in and played with his mother’s two large labia.
“Xiaoming, go check if the door is closed.” She closed her eyes and waited for her son’s answer.
Ji Shiming quietly walked to the door, pulled on it, but couldn’t open it. He called softly, “Xiaolian—”
No one answered; it seemed that someone had locked the door from the outside.
He tried to peer through the door, but couldn't see anything. It turned out the glass in this VIP ward was filmed, making it impossible to see from either side. Reassured,
Ji Shiming walked to the bedside and whispered, "Mom...who locked the door?"
His mother closed her eyes and didn't answer. Ji Shiming quietly climbed onto the bed and pulled back the sheet covering his mother.
This was a hospital room, and he dared to do this with his mother... His heart pounded even harder than the first time they were together. His
mother was wearing a hospital gown, so naturally, she wasn't wearing a belt. Ji Shiming easily pulled down her pants, revealing a pair of large, white buttocks spread out on the bed, like millstones. Her vulva was slightly swollen from his earlier stimulation, the labia majora everted and glistening with moisture.
“Mom…” Ji Shiming worried that his mother couldn’t handle the impact at this moment: “Are you still okay?”
“Mom wants you to try if it works down there…” His mother curled up her legs, her two labia parted, forming a wide slit.
Ji Shiming impulsively knelt down: “Mom… good mom.” He took off his pants as he knelt down.
Unexpectedly, his mother, who had her eyes closed, reached out and touched her son from beside her.
“Xiaoming…” The son’s penis was already too big to hold, throbbing in his mother’s hand.
Ji Shiming felt his mother’s sharp fingers touch his glans little by little, circling two fingers around the ridge of the penis, as if estimating its size, and then slowly moving down along the veiny shaft. Ji Shiming’s penis throbbed, and his throat made gurgling sounds. How many times had he forced himself on his mother, but he never expected that today his mother would take the initiative with him…
“Mom…” His mother’s flower was already blooming lewdly, making Ji Shiming want to enter, especially since his seed had already been sown inside.
His mother's hand gently touched the testicles dangling between her legs through the wrinkled foreskin, then she grasped them, squeezed them tightly, and pinched them so hard that Ji Shiming felt a slight pain. He had to move forward following her grip, and he saw his mother's body moving downward as well.
"Xiaoming... Mom will give you one time today, you're Mom's good man." His mother's weak voice was full of irresistible temptation.
Ji Shiming hadn't expected his mother to call him that, a man, his mother really called him a man.
"Mom—" He impulsively wanted to hug her.
"Call me Xiaohui." Ji Shiming knew Xiaohui was his mother's childhood name, and he softly called out, "Xiaohui."
His mother opened her mouth and responded, "Xiaoming."
In that instant, boundless tenderness and affection were condensed, as if two children were deeply in love.
Unable to resist such teasing any longer, naked with his own mother, calling her by her childhood name, Ji Shiming looked at his mother's genitals and lay down.
“Xiao Hui, my woman.” He lifted his penis and groped for his mother’s vulva in the space where they were intimately connected. When they found it, his penis parted her labia.
“Xiao Ming, I’m your woman.” His mother’s happy voice made Ji Shiming push open the passage.
“Xiao Hui, your cunt.” He touched his mother’s vulva and felt her tremble as she spread her legs again. Looking at her parted vulva, Ji Shiming slowly inserted himself. His mother’s labia enveloped his swollen, purplish-red, veiny penis and swallowed it little by little.
“Xiao Hui, I’m fucking you.” He thrust excitedly inside his mother’s body, watching the white foam rise and smear on his penis as he went in and out.
His mother’s weak moans echoed in the room, stimulating Ji Shiming’s nerves. He lifted his mother’s large buttocks, pressing her vulva high between his legs, and thrust in and out with his hips. His mother’s breasts bounced up and down with the thrusting, arousing Ji Shiming’s even more rampant lust.
"Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui." He grabbed her breasts and kneaded them; his lower body thrust in hard, feeling the warmth of his mother's womb. He knew that their newest child was there.
His mother's breathing was heavy and unrestrained, her chest heaving violently with the movement of her breasts, her hands tightly gripping the throbbing testicles between Ji Shiming's legs.
"Xiao Ming... hurry!" his mother urged, arching her body with great effort to meet him. Ji Shiming felt as if they were embedded together, their genitals engulfing and encompassing each other. His mother was like a huge suction cup, welded to him seamlessly. He thrust with all his might, calling out his mother's nickname, "Xiao Hui... Xiao Hui..." The pleasure truly swelled. He never thought that at this moment, he could call his mother's childhood name while having sex with her.
"Ah—ah—" his mother gasped for breath, her grip on his testicles tightening. Ji Shiming felt the blood rush to his head. How could it be so fast? He subconsciously tried to suppress it, but felt the pleasure spreading rapidly.
"Mom—Mom—" The mother struggled to lift her head, a happy smile on her sweat-drenched face. Ji Shiming watched his mother thrusting, their lips smacking in each other's. Mother and son stared at each other. Ji Shiming thrust hard, as if trying to penetrate his mother. As he thrust, he tried to discern the pleasure of intercourse from his mother's expression.
Beneath him was his own mother, he was raping his own mother. Only those who had committed incest could understand the taste of this pleasure.
"Xiao Hui, you are Xiaoming's woman." Ji Shiming moved back and forth inside his mother. That excruciating feeling was already gushing out from her perineum. Suddenly, his mother's body stiffened and she rushed towards him. Then he felt her tremble, and white fluid gushed from her vagina. Her lower body gushed out like a tide, hitting his glans. He knew then that his mother had ejaculated. Unable to withstand the impact any longer, Ji Shiming tightly embraced his mother's body and, convulsing, ejaculated large amounts of semen inside her.
Holding his mother's lips, Ji Shiming kissed her as he ejaculated, conveying the joy of motherhood and the tenderness of child. This was a true fusion, a passionate love he hadn't experienced even on his wedding night. Sex requires emotional exchange, a complete immersion, and today, mother and son had achieved it. Their emotions flowed seamlessly, love and affection were exchanged. Lying on his mother's stomach, Ji Shiming felt for the first time a true fusion of body and soul with her.
"Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui," Ji Shiming called again and again, letting his penis throb inside her.
As the panting and moaning gradually faded, the room became quiet; even the ticking of the clock was clearly audible. Ji Shiming suddenly realized this moment couldn't last any longer. He cupped his mother's cheeks, wanting to make a sweet gesture, but saw that her eyes were tightly closed, and there was no breath coming from her nose. He was startled and quickly shook his mother, only to find that her hands, which had been tightly wrapped around his waist, had gone limp
. Could it be that his mother…? His whole body tensed up, but a sliver of clarity remained in his mind. Especially at this moment, he couldn't panic. “Mom—don't scare me.” He tried to help his mother sit up, then checked her breath with his hand.
His heart calmed instantly. His mother was truly gone; she had shared a heartfelt exchange of love with her beloved son in her final moments.
He suppressed his grief and climbed off his mother. Her vagina was still warm, the pubic hair, glistening with fluid, intertwined with his own. Her wrinkled labia, squeezed limply against her thighs, looked even more lewd.
Ji Shiming inserted his hands under his mother's buttocks and gently moved his penis, slowly withdrawing it. His limp penis, listless, seemed like a final tribute to his mother, the mixture of their fluids flowing from its tip like bitter tears of extreme sorrow.
Watching his penis completely leave his mother's vagina, he choked back tears, sobbing, "Mom—Xiaohui, you're leaving like this."
Facing his mother silently, Ji Shiming observed a minute of silence—a special farewell ceremony for a son with an ambiguous relationship with his mother, a naked farewell. Then he got up, picked up some toilet paper from the bedside table, carefully wiped his mother's vulva, dressed her, gently pulled the sheet over her, and took one last look at his mother's face.
Just as he hastily wiped the sticky fluid off his penis, he suddenly remembered something. His hand, holding the toilet paper, trembled as he lifted his mother's clothes again, spreading her labia once more, taking one last greedy look. He truly wanted to keep her, this vulva that had given him endless pleasure day and night, that fascinated him so much. Looking at the bright red, incredibly tender flesh, he inserted the toilet paper he had just used to wipe his penis into his mother's vagina. He knew that according to his mother's wishes, she wanted to be with her son forever, even in the other world. Perhaps one day, when he reunited with his mother, she would happily let him remove it, and then they would make love passionately one more time.
After doing all this, he called the door and softly said to the nurse, "The old lady is gone."
Watching the nurses rush in in a flurry, he leaned against the doorframe and wept bitterly.

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