"The Adoption Diary of Letting the Wolf into the House" - (168)

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After climbing into the crevice, I took a deep breath, mentally prepared myself, and tried to calm down, reminding myself to stay calm and not lose control no matter what I saw.
After composing myself, I lowered my head and peered into the house through the crack.
The gap isn't large, but because it's quite high, you can see the entire living room from above.
The living room of the main house was very large, and the furniture was very elegant, which was exactly the type I liked. This kind of atmosphere can calm people down. However, because of the different atmosphere I was in at the moment, I didn't have time to appreciate anything. My eyes scanned the living room back and forth through the gap.
Although the living room was lit, it was empty. There were four doors on both sides of the living room, indicating that there were four rooms.
Two of the rooms had lights on, and the sound of running water could be heard from one of them, mixed with indistinct singing.
It seemed the homeowner was taking a shower. My eyes scanned the wooden planks of the attic, hoping to find gaps in the ceilings of the other rooms as well. Unfortunately, the carpenters of the past were so skilled that there wasn't a single gap. The gap I had now was thanks to the attic ceiling, which had fallen into disrepair over the years and couldn't be closed properly.
I had no choice but to give up and patiently lie there, waiting for the mysterious man to finish his shower and come out.
Time ticked by, and I could only force myself to wait patiently. I desperately wanted to see the man's face, but I was also afraid. Could he really be my biological son? If it was him, what should I do next? Just as I was pondering this, the sound of water in the room finally stopped.
I knew the person inside had finished showering, so I rubbed my eyes and stared intently at the door.
About five minutes later, the door finally opened.
"Click..."
After the door opened, a man slowly walked out, his hands covering his head with a bath towel, drying his hair as he walked.
The man was completely naked, revealing his strong muscles and muscular physique. What was most striking was the thick, dark pubic hair between his legs, which was so abundant and thick that it covered his entire hip area. His thighs and stomach were also covered in dark hair. Most importantly, the penis protruding from between his pubic hair was not erect at all; it hung limply between his legs, swaying back and forth as he moved.
Is this really a human genital?
I couldn't help but think that it was already about 18 centimeters long even before it was erect. It could probably be even longer, and if it were erect... it might even be enough to mate with a horse.
During this process, because the man was draping a large bath towel over his head and drying his hair, I couldn't see his face clearly at all. By the time he finished drying his hair and started drying his body, he had already walked to the center of the living room. Since I was looking down from above, I could only see the top of his head at that moment. Unless he looked up, I wouldn't be able to see his face clearly.
"Click..."
With the sound of a door closing, the man disappeared into another room in just over ten seconds.
Because of the angle, I could see his face when he first came out of the bathroom, but it was covered by a towel. When the towel was no longer covering him, I could only see the top of his head, and then his back, until he disappeared... Since I didn't get the answer I wanted, I calmed down and continued to wait in the attic. But as time went by, the light in that room went out, and the whole house was plunged into darkness. I couldn't see anything anymore. After a while, I could hear quite loud snoring in the room. The man had fallen asleep.
I had to give up. I turned around and lay down on the wooden planks in the attic, closed my eyes to rest for a while, because my eyes were already very sore.
At this moment, I kept thinking, was that man Sijian? Although I didn't see the man's face just now, I firmly remembered his figure.
First of all, because I was looking down at the man, I couldn't determine his height; after all, it was impossible to judge based on the angle.
I didn't get a clear look at his hairstyle; I only saw his back and his genitals. But judging from his genitals, he wasn't Sijian. Although Sijian's genitals were also large, they were nowhere near as large as this man's. Even when erect, Sijian's penis was only about 18 centimeters long, but this man's penis was already 18 centimeters long when flaccid, and if erect, it would be at least 22 centimeters, possibly even reaching 25 centimeters. Moreover, his dark pubic hair, leg hair, and chest hair were far beyond Sijian's reach.
Is this judgment correct based solely on this? After all, these judgments are based on Sijian from two years ago. Now, two years later, Sijian has grown up, become taller and stronger, so other aspects of him must have changed as well. But would Sijian have changed that much in two years? Sijian has only been home for a short time, and I haven't showered with him. The security camera is broken, so I haven't seen him naked. During this time at home, Sijian has been wearing full-coverage pajamas, so I can't see his current physical characteristics at all. Therefore, this point cannot be confirmed.
What is certain is that this man's genitals are larger than Si Jian's, and his body hair exudes a powerful masculinity that far surpasses that of Si Jian, or more precisely, Si Jian two years ago.
I was really unwilling to give up. I had searched for so long and suffered so much, yet I still hadn't figured out the homeowner's identity. I was determined to find out no matter what. I decided to wait and wait until dawn tomorrow. I refused to believe I wouldn't see the homeowner's face.
I had lost track of time. I had been fighting off my sleepiness, but I was so exhausted these past few days that I eventually fell asleep. A nightmare woke me up, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the attic was already bright. I looked at my watch and it was already past seven in the morning.
I was startled and quickly peered down through the gap in the ceiling. All I saw was an empty living room, except there was no snoring, not a sound. The coats on the living room coat rack were gone, and the shoes by the door were also missing.
I sighed; I still hadn't made it. The homeowner had already left.
As dawn broke and the sunlight shone through, I saw that I was covered in dirt. There was a lot of dust in the attic, and I was completely filthy.
To confirm the situation, I tiptoed to the attic window. I peeked out, and the fresh air rushed in, relieving the frustration in my chest.
After I released the rope, I slowly came out of the attic. When my feet touched the ground, I saw that the black Accord had disappeared from the yard, and the gate was tightly closed, so it seemed that the owner had already left.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I was really tired after the night. Looking at myself covered in dust, I decided to go back first, eat something, and pick up some equipment.
I decided to install surveillance equipment in the house while the homeowner was away. I must find the answer. I don't know what the homeowner was doing. Time is limited, so I must hurry.
After returning to the cabin, I didn't even have time to wash up. I grabbed a bottle of water and a few sausages, along with my equipment, and hurried back to the courtyard.
Avoiding the cameras, I climbed back into the attic and opened the ceiling panel that hadn't been opened in who knows how long. This time, instead of looking through the cracks, the entire living room was clearly visible after the panel was opened. I lowered the rope, tied one end to the beam, and carried the equipment down into the living room little by little. Standing on the floor of the house, I finally entered this mysterious room.
I put on shoe covers to avoid leaving any trace. I started patrolling the rooms, looking for the most hidden spot where the surveillance cameras were installed, and also searching for clues, even just some photos. But everything was clean, without a single photo, not even a picture frame. In order not to leave any traces and be discovered, I didn't rummage through the cabinets.
After finding a few of the best locations, I started installing the surveillance cameras while munching on a sausage, keeping a close watch on everything to make sure the homeowner didn't trap me inside.
Less than two hours later, all the surveillance cameras were installed. Now let's see how the homeowner hides them...

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