Xiuxiu and her mother's boyfriends

I was born in the countryside. My parents worked away from home, and I was raised by my grandmother. I vaguely remember that every year during the Spring Festival, my parents would come back from out of town to visit me, bringing all sorts of pretty clothes and toys. I don't know when it started, but every time my mother came back, she dressed up beautifully. Everyone in the village gossiped that she must have found a man outside.

These rumors made my grandparents and father very uncomfortable, especially since my parents worked in different places, and my mother absolutely refused to go to where my father lived. That summer, the sun was particularly glaring. I remember my mother had permed her hair and was wearing a low-cut dress. All the men in the village who came in couldn't take their eyes off her. She came home and told my grandparents that she had divorced my father and was taking me with her to the city. In the countryside, the idea of male superiority was very strong. My grandparents were already fed up with my mother and me, and without a word, they told us to get out.

And so, I went to the city for the first time. High-rise buildings, wide roads—it was completely different from my hometown. The women on the street were all more fashionable and beautiful than my mother. My mother took me to a foot massage parlor called Forbidden City, and from then on, I began my city life. It turned out that my mother had been working as a masseuse at this foot massage parlor for many years, earning a high income. Having seen the world, she vowed to stay here and bring me here, not wanting me to suffer in the countryside anymore. My mother was indeed very capable; she prepared many beautiful new clothes for me, gave me a nice haircut, and even transferred me to a different school—schools in the city were not for country kids like us.

About a month later, my mother and I moved into a two-bedroom apartment in an old neighborhood. The person who greeted us was an older man, whom I called Uncle Li. He welcomed us warmly and kept praising my beauty, saying I looked like my mother. I heard he had also helped me get into school; I guessed he was my mother's boyfriend.

Later, when I occasionally went to the foot massage parlor, the aunties often secretly discussed my mother. From them, I learned that my mother and this man had been together for a long time. He was divorced and had a son, but he wasn't around. My mother had gotten involved with him because she frequented the parlor. This man owned a hardware store, which seemed quite successful and well-connected. He even introduced many clients to my mother. Uncle Li was my mother's first boyfriend. Back then, I often found them making love at home after school. At first, they would lock the door, but later they simply left it open, not caring at all. My sexual awareness began to develop around that time, and Uncle Li was my mentor.

With Uncle Li's help, my mother opened a foot massage parlor. At first, she only had a few employees, and the shop wasn't big. My mother had to do many things herself, and from then on, they rarely made love at home anymore. Dinner was often just the two of us, Uncle Li and me, and sometimes my mother would even sleep at the shop and not come home.

Uncle Li was a very gentle man and treated me very well. He cooked and did laundry for me, and he also urged me to do my homework and go to bed early. We went from being silent at first to talking about everything. Because my mother was too busy, she gradually started arguing with Uncle Li. That night, Uncle Li stormed out in anger, and soon after, my mother also went to the shop. I ate dinner alone and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt someone touching me. I woke up immediately, about to scream, when I realized it was Uncle Li. "Why are you always so selfish? Haven't I been good enough to you?" He probably mistook me for my mother. By then, I was a beautiful young woman, having inherited my mother's figure, with a pair of very sexy E-cup breasts. Because I often saw Uncle Li and my mother making love, I, in my adolescence, had developed a curiosity about sex. Coupled with Uncle Li's meticulous care for me, I didn't resist his drunken advances.

He took off his pants and shirt, leaving only his underwear, and climbed on top of me. I was too scared to move. He cupped my face in his hands, pried open my lips with his tongue, and lingered in my mouth for a while, which I simply reciprocated. His lips slowly moved down, first pulling off my nightgown, then shakily grasping my breasts and beginning to suckle them frantically.

"Ah~ Mm~" I actually moaned like my mother. So this was what an electric shock-like feeling felt like. Uncle Li sucked hard, and my nipples immediately hardened, my lower body becoming wet and hot. While sucking on my nipples, one hand moved to my abdomen, then continued downwards, using his fingers to tease my vulva through my underwear. I cried out in ticklishness, but he showed no sign of stopping. Uncle Li suddenly stopped, first taking off his own underwear. In the darkness, I saw a penis swaying a few times, then he pulled off my underwear as well. It was the first time I had ever been naked in front of someone like this, and I was very shy, trying to cover myself. Unexpectedly, he forcefully spread my legs and lifted them up. My vulva and pubic hair were now exposed to him, and then I felt a hard object being inserted into my lower body.

"Ah! It hurts, Uncle Li, it hurts!" I screamed in pain, gripping the blanket tightly with both hands, but he was probably really drunk, and he didn't stop his thrusting at all, the hard object pounding against the entrance of my vulva again and again. He was thrusting into my vulva like he was making love with my mother, but I didn't feel any enjoyment like my mother did. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but that night he didn't open my door, quickly finished, and fell asleep next to me. I didn't bleed that time.

My mother, having stayed out all night, didn't discover our affair. Although Uncle Li felt guilty, as a man, he couldn't suppress his physical desires, especially since we weren't related by blood. That summer, whenever my mother wasn't home, Uncle Li and I were inseparable, like conjoined twins, eating together, watching movies together, making love together. I slowly went from being clueless to learning to enjoy lovemaking. Perhaps because I hadn't been very close to my parents, I felt that Uncle Li was my pillar of support, and I was willing to discuss anything with him.

However, later, as my mother's business grew, she came into contact with more and more men of all kinds. Ultimately, she left Uncle Li, took me to another place, and we moved into another man's house. I hated her because my dependence on Uncle Li went beyond physical intimacy; it was more of an emotional crutch. After we separated, I frequently called him until he told me he had remarried his ex-wife for their son, at which point I stopped bothering him. I felt like a discarded message in a bottle, as if my whole world had collapsed. In the dead of night, I would always recall the pleasures with Uncle Li, and my hatred for this woman who gave birth to me but never properly cared for me grew stronger. So, I began to take revenge on her. My

mother opened a more upscale foot massage parlor in a new city, much larger than before, and our house was also more luxurious. I heard that Uncle Jiang, who picked us up at the airport, helped my mother set it up. However, I discovered that he only came to our house occasionally, always sneaking around. It turned out he had a family, and my mother was just his mistress. My mother continued to be busy, occasionally having sex with Uncle Jiang at home. Although she was almost forty, she still maintained a good figure, no wonder she went to the beauty salon every day. But even her beauty couldn't compare to my youthful vigor.

I secretly started buying several sets of pink lingerie online, along with some adult products and a few slightly see-through clothes. I decided to start flirting with Uncle Jiang. Uncle Jiang was a bureau chief in the education system; he was the one who arranged my school transfer. He and my mother got together when he was on a business trip to our city.

During the National Day holiday, I happened to be home on vacation. Uncle Jiang seemed to have argued with his wife, and he actually said he would stay home with us for those 10 days. But my mother was too busy to have time to be happy with him, so I seized this opportunity. National Day was the busiest day at the store, and I knew my mother would definitely have to work all night. That afternoon, I took a shower, changed into a set of pink lace lingerie, wore a slightly see-through white shirt, and with my hair down, I cooked some of Uncle Jiang's favorite dishes in the kitchen.

"Hey, Xiuxiu's cooking today." He looked me up and down as soon as he walked in. "What a lecherous old man," I thought to myself, but said aloud, "Yeah, Mom's busy, so let me do it today. I made your favorite dishes." During the meal, I deliberately left one button undone and sat opposite him, constantly leaning over to serve him food. His eyes were glued to me. I kept pouring him drinks, intentionally letting him drink too much. The old lecher was slowly taking the bait.

After dinner, he sat on the sofa watching the news. I came out of the kitchen after tidying up and plopped down next to him, unbuttoning another button as I leaned against him and said sweetly, "It's so hot. Uncle, did I cook well today?" He patted my leg and smiled lewdly, "Delicious, really delicious, Uncle likes it." I then put my two slender, white legs on his thighs, hugged his neck tightly, and continued in a coquettish voice, "Really? Then I'll cook for you every day during my vacation, okay?" "

Okay, okay, I wish my daughter was half as sensible as you," he replied repeatedly, while gently stroking my thighs a few times with both hands. Not only did I not resist, but I deliberately pressed my almost exposed breasts close to his arm, cupped his face and turned him close to mine, softly asking, "Is your daughter prettier or am I prettier?" He simply turned around, hugged my waist, then let go, coaxing, "Of course it's you."

I deliberately thrust my chest forward, my nose almost touching his, and said ambiguously, "Really?" before pressing my lips to his. He half-heartedly lowered his head, "Xiuxiu, I'm your mother's... this isn't right." "I love you, Uncle Jiang." After saying that, I pried open his lips with my tongue, and the old lecher immediately responded, our tongues mingling. While unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off, I changed position, spreading my legs and sitting on Uncle Jiang's lap.

Uncle Jiang's hands couldn't even grasp my little white rabbit. He rubbed it a few times through my bra, swallowing hard, "Xiuxiu, your figure is even better than your mother's." I took the initiative to reach behind and slowly untie it, "Really? Then do you want to see its true face?" He hurriedly ripped off my bra, licked his lips, and leaned in to suck on it, while his other hand played with my nipple. "Mmm, mmm, so comfortable, Daddy, I feel so good." He suddenly looked up and asked me curiously, "What did you call me?" I smiled lewdly, buried his head in my chest again, and replied, "Daddy, aren't you my daddy? Today, Daddy should reward his daughter properly, right?" He nodded repeatedly, his mouth never leaving my deep pink nipple, aroused by my incestuous lewd words.

"Mmm~ Ah~ Oh~ Ah~" I hugged Uncle Jiang's head, moaning wave after wave, deliberately twisting my buttocks and rubbing against his penis. Desire gradually ignited.

After lingering for a while, I stood up and, through Uncle Jiang's underwear, rubbed the bulge in his genitals a few times. I looked up at him seductively, biting my lip, and said, "Daddy, your daughter wants a stick." With that, I slowly pulled down his underwear and tossed it aside. I gently cupped his already erect penis in my hands.

"So big!" I said in a deliberately coquettish voice, then took it in, released it, took it in deeply again, and slowly released it. He watched me give him a blowjob with satisfaction and picked up his phone to take pictures. Instead of resisting, I put on a seductive expression and ate with even more gusto. Soon, Uncle Jiang groaned comfortably a few times, then looked down and patted my head, saying, "Xiuxiu, come here, let Daddy give you some pleasure." I nodded obediently, stood up, and deliberately pulled down my sexy underwear, throwing it at his face. Turning around, I deliberately wiggled my snow-white buttocks towards Uncle Jiang's face a few times, then pulled him towards the dining table.

The old man was already horny and completely under my control. I sat or lay on the dining table, deliberately squeezing my legs together, one hand kneading my breasts, the other reaching between my legs, my eyes closed as I whispered, "Daddy, I want... I want..."

Uncle Jiang lifted my legs onto his shoulders, his hand gripping his penis as he slowly entered my already overflowing hole.

"Little slut, you're all soaked down there."

"Then Daddy will quickly clean me up."

Uncle Jiang lowered his head and kissed my legs a few times, making me bend and open them, lewdly looking at my thick forest, his fingers rubbing between my labia. I turned my head away, biting my fingers, moaning lasciviously.

I felt two fingers probing into my jungle, stirring inside my hole, a little painful, but a jolt of electric stimulation shot straight to my head. He really is an old lecher, he's been with countless women, I thought to myself.

"Ah~ Oh~ I can't take it anymore, I'm going to come, Uncle Jiang." I gripped the edge of the dining table tightly with both hands.

The old lecher suddenly pulled his fingers out, deliberately rubbing his penis against my vulva: "Little slut, what did you call me?"

I looked at him pleadingly, slowly moving my lower body forward, reaching out to grasp his penis and slowly inserting it into my hole: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Daddy, good Daddy, I want your big stick."

At this moment, Uncle Jiang was already burning with lust, thrusting deep into me again and again. Although the old man was old, his skills were not shallow. He changed positions, sideways, rear-entry, and finally shot into my uterus.

After that, Uncle Jiang was less interested in my mother. Every time she was away, he would come to the house and have sex with me. He never wanted to wear a condom, but he kept reminding me to take the pills because he was afraid I would get pregnant. During that year and a half, I took the opportunity to swindle a lot of money from Uncle Jiang.

Later, I got into the best university in F city with good grades and finally left my mother and Uncle Jiang. Perhaps God was on my side. Just six months after I went to university, Uncle Jiang was taken away by the police, supposedly for accepting bribes, and my mother fled to another city because of it.

From then on, I began a completely new life, bidding farewell to that promiscuous youth.

[The End]

I was born in the countryside. My parents worked away from home, and I was raised by my grandmother. I vaguely remember that every year during the Spring Festival, my parents would come back from out of town to visit me, bringing all sorts of beautiful clothes and toys. I don't know when it started, but every time my mother came back, she dressed up beautifully. Everyone in the village was gossiping, saying that she must have found a man outside.

With so many rumors, my grandparents and father were very uncomfortable, especially since my parents worked in different places, and my mother absolutely refused to go to my father's place. That summer, the sun was particularly glaring. I remember my mother had permed her hair and was wearing a low-cut dress. The men in the village couldn't take their eyes off her as she walked in. She came into the house and told my grandparents that she had divorced my father and was going to take me away to the city. In the countryside, the idea of male superiority over females was very strong. My grandparents were already fed up with my mother and me, and without a word, they told us to get out.

And so, I entered the city for the first time. Skyscrapers, wide roads—it was completely different from my hometown. The women on the street were all more fashionable and beautiful than my mother. My mother took me to a foot massage parlor called Forbidden City, and from then on, my city life began. It turned out that my mother had been working as a masseuse at this foot massage parlor for many years, earning a considerable income. Having seen the world, she vowed to stay here and bring me here, not wanting me to suffer in the countryside anymore. My mother was indeed very capable; she prepared many beautiful new clothes for me, gave me a nice haircut, and even transferred me to a different school—schools in the city were not for country bumpkins like us.

About a month later, my mother and I moved into an apartment in an old neighborhood, a two-bedroom apartment. The person who greeted us was an uncle a little older than my father; I called him Uncle Li. He greeted us warmly and kept praising my looks, saying I resembled my mother. I heard he even helped me get into school, so I guessed he was my mother's boyfriend.

Later, when I occasionally went to the foot massage parlor, the aunties there would often secretly discuss my mother. From them, I learned that my mother and this man had been together for a long time. He was divorced and had a son, but he wasn't around. My mother started dating him because he frequented the parlor. This man owned a hardware store, which seemed to be quite successful, and he had many connections. He had introduced many customers to my mother. Uncle Li was my mother's first boyfriend. Back then, I often found them making love at home after school. At first, they would lock the door, but later they simply left it open, not caring about anything. My understanding of sexuality began around that time, and my mentor was Uncle Li.

With Uncle Li's help, my mother opened her own foot massage parlor. At first, she only had a few employees, and the shop wasn't big. My mother had to do many things herself. From then on, they rarely made love at home anymore. Dinner was often just the two of us, Uncle Li and I. Sometimes, my mother would even sleep at the shop and not come home.

Uncle Li was a very gentle man, and he was very good to me. He cooked and did laundry for me, and he also urged me to do my homework and go to bed early. We went from being silent at first to talking about everything. Because my mother was too busy, she gradually started arguing with Uncle Li. That night, Uncle Li stormed out in a fit of anger, and soon after, my mother also went to the shop. I ate dinner alone and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt someone touching me. I woke up immediately and was about to scream when I realized it was Uncle Li. "Why are you always so selfish? Aren't I good enough to you?" He probably mistook me for my mother. At that time, I was already a beautiful young woman, having inherited my mother's good figure, with a pair of E-cup breasts hanging on my chest, which was very sexy. Because I often saw Uncle Li and my mother making love, I, as a teenager, also became curious about sex. Coupled with Uncle Li's meticulous care for me, I actually did not resist his drunken sexual advances.

He took off his pants and shirt, leaving only his underwear, and climbed on top of me. I was too scared to move. He cupped my face in his hands, pried open my lips with his tongue, and lingered in my mouth for a passionate kiss, which I simply reciprocated. His lips slowly moved downwards, first pulling off my nightgown, then swaying and grasping my breasts, beginning to suckle them frantically.

"Ah~ Mm~" I actually moaned like my mother, realizing what this electric shock-like feeling was like. Uncle Li sucked hard, my nipples immediately hardening, and my lower body became wet and hot. While sucking on my nipples, one hand moved to my abdomen, then continued downwards, using his fingers to tease my clitoris through my panties. I cried out in ticklishness, but he showed no sign of stopping. Uncle Li suddenly stopped, first taking off his own panties, and in the darkness I saw a penis swaying a few times, then he pulled off my panties as well. It was the first time I had ever been naked in front of someone like this, and I was very shy, wanting to cover myself, but he forcefully spread my legs and lifted them up. My vulva and pubic hair were thus exposed to him, and then I felt something hard being inserted into my lower body.

"Ah! It hurts, Uncle Li, it hurts!" I screamed in pain, gripping the blanket tightly with both hands. But he was probably really drunk, and he didn't stop his thrusting at all, his hard object pounding against my vulva again and again. He was thrusting into my vagina like he did with my mother, but I didn't feel the same enjoyment as my mother. Perhaps because of the alcohol, he didn't open my vagina that night, and quickly ejaculated, lying down next to me and falling fast asleep. That time I didn't bleed.

My mother didn't find out about our affair because she didn't come home all night, and although Uncle Li felt guilty, as a man, he still couldn't suppress his physical desires, especially since we weren't related by blood. That summer, whenever my mother wasn't home, Uncle Li and I were inseparable, like conjoined twins, eating together, watching movies together, making love together, and I slowly went from being clueless at first to learning to enjoy lovemaking. Perhaps because I didn't have a deep relationship with my parents growing up, I felt that Uncle Li was my pillar of support, and I was willing to discuss anything with him.

However, as my mother's business grew, she came into contact with more and more men of all kinds. Eventually, she left Uncle Li and took me to another place, moving into another man's house. I hated her because my dependence on Uncle Li wasn't just physical; it was also a form of emotional support. After we separated, I often called him until he told me he had remarried his ex-wife for his son, at which point I stopped bothering him. I felt like a discarded message in a bottle, as if my whole world had collapsed. In the dead of night, I would always recall the pleasures with Uncle Li, and I grew to hate this woman who gave birth to me but never properly cared for me. So, I began to take revenge on her.

My mother opened a more upscale foot massage parlor in a new city, much larger than before, and our house was also more luxurious. I heard that Uncle Jiang, who picked us up at the airport, helped my mother set it up. However, I discovered that he only came to our house occasionally, always sneaking around. It turned out he had a family, and my mother was just his mistress. My mother continued to be busy, occasionally making love with Uncle Jiang at home. Although she was almost forty, she still maintained a good figure, no wonder she went to the beauty salon every day. However, even her beauty couldn't compare to my youthful vigor.

I secretly started buying several sets of pink lingerie online, some adult products, and a few slightly see-through clothes. I decided to start seducing Uncle Jiang. Uncle Jiang was a bureau chief in the education system; he had helped me transfer schools. He and my mother got together when he came to our city on a business trip.

During the National Day holiday, I happened to be home on vacation. Uncle Jiang seemed to have argued with his wife, and he actually said he would stay home with us for those 10 days. But my mother was too busy to have time to be happy with him, so I seized this opportunity. National Day was the busiest day at the store. I knew my mother would definitely have to work all night. That afternoon, I took a shower, changed into a set of pink lace lingerie, wore a slightly see-through white shirt, and with my hair down, I cooked some of Uncle Jiang's favorite dishes in the kitchen.

"Hey, Xiuxiu's cooking today." He looked me up and down as soon as he walked in. "What a lecherous old man," I thought to myself, but said aloud, "Yeah, Mom's busy, so let me do it today. I made your favorite dishes." During the meal, I deliberately left one button undone and sat opposite him, constantly leaning over to serve him food. His eyes were glued to me. I kept pouring him drinks, intentionally letting him drink too much. The old lecher was slowly taking the bait.

After dinner, he sat on the sofa watching the news. I came out of the kitchen after tidying up and plopped down next to him, unbuttoning another button as I leaned against him and said sweetly, "It's so hot. Uncle, did I cook well today?" He patted my leg and smiled lewdly, "Delicious, really delicious, Uncle likes it." I then put my two slender, white legs on his thighs, hugged his neck tightly, and continued in a coquettish voice, "Really? Then I'll cook for you every day during my vacation, okay?" "

Okay, okay, I wish my daughter was half as sensible as you," he replied repeatedly, while gently stroking my thighs a few times with both hands. Not only did I not resist, but I deliberately pressed my almost exposed breasts close to his arm, cupped his face and turned him close to mine, softly asking, "Is your daughter prettier or am I prettier?" He simply turned around, hugged my waist, then let go, coaxing, "Of course it's you."

I deliberately thrust my chest forward, my nose almost touching his, and said ambiguously, "Really?" before pressing my lips to his. He half-heartedly lowered his head, "Xiuxiu, I'm your mother's... this isn't right." "I love you, Uncle Jiang." After saying that, I pried open his lips with my tongue, and the old lecher immediately responded, our tongues mingling. While unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off, I changed position, spreading my legs and sitting on Uncle Jiang's lap.

Uncle Jiang's hands couldn't even grasp my little white rabbit. He rubbed it a few times through my bra, swallowing hard, "Xiuxiu, your figure is even better than your mother's." I took the initiative to reach behind and slowly untie it, "Really? Then do you want to see its true face?" He hurriedly ripped off my bra, licked his lips, and leaned in to suck on it, while his other hand played with my nipple. "Mmm, mmm, so comfortable, Daddy, I feel so good." He suddenly looked up and asked me curiously, "What did you call me?" I smiled lewdly, buried his head in my chest again, and replied, "Daddy, aren't you my daddy? Today, Daddy should reward his daughter properly, right?" He nodded repeatedly, his mouth never leaving my deep pink nipple, aroused by my incestuous lewd words.

"Mmm~ Ah~ Oh~ Ah~" I hugged Uncle Jiang's head, moaning wave after wave, deliberately twisting my buttocks and rubbing against his penis. My desire began to burn.

After lingering for a while, I stood up and rubbed the little tent that was bulging in Uncle Jiang's genitals through his underwear. I looked up at him seductively, bit my lip, and said, "Daddy, your daughter wants a stick." After saying that, I slowly took off his underwear and tossed it aside. I gently cupped his already erect penis in my hands.

"Wow, it's so big!" I said in a deliberately coquettish voice, then took it in, spat it out, took it in deeply again, and slowly spat it out. He watched me give him a blowjob with a smug look, and picked up his phone to take pictures. I didn't resist at all; instead, I put on a flirtatious expression and ate even more enthusiastically. After a while, Uncle Jiang groaned comfortably a few times, looked down and patted my head: "Xiuxiu, come here, let Daddy make you feel good." I nodded obediently, stood up, and deliberately took off my sexy panties and threw them at his face. Turning around, I deliberately wiggled my snow-white buttocks towards Uncle Jiang's face a few times, and pulled him towards the dining table.

The old guy was already driven by lust and completely under my control. I sat and lay on the dining table, deliberately squeezing my legs together, one hand rubbing my little white rabbits, the other hand reaching between my legs, closing my eyes and softly calling out: "Daddy, I want... I want..."

Uncle Jiang lifted my legs onto his shoulders, and slowly entered my already flooded cave with his penis.

"Little slut, you're all wet down there."

"Then Daddy's going to clean me up."

Uncle Jiang lowered his head and kissed my legs a few times, making me bend and open them to the sides. He looked at my thick forest with lust, his fingers rubbing between my labia. I turned my head away, biting my fingers, and moaning lewdly.

I felt two fingers probing into my jungle, stirring inside my vagina. It hurt a little, but a jolt of electric stimulation surged to my head. He really is an old pervert, he's been with countless women, I thought to myself.

"Ah~ Oh~ I can't take it anymore, I'm going to come, Uncle Jiang." I gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands.

The old pervert suddenly pulled his fingers out, holding his penis and deliberately rubbing it against my vagina: "Little slut, what did you call me?"

I looked at him pleadingly, slowly moving my lower body forward, reaching out to grasp his penis and slowly inserting it into my hole: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Daddy, good Daddy, I want your big penis."

At this moment, Uncle Jiang was also burning with lust, thrusting deep into me again and again. Although the old man was advanced in years, he was quite skilled, using different positions—sideways, rear—before finally ejaculating into my uterus.

After that, Uncle Jiang lost much of his interest in my mother, and would come to our house whenever she wasn't home for a passionate encounter. He never used a condom, but constantly reminded me to take my pregnancy medication. During that year and a half, I managed to swindle a considerable amount of money from Uncle Jiang.

Later, I gained admission to the best university in F city with good grades, finally leaving my mother and Uncle Jiang behind. Perhaps fate was on my side; six months after I went to university, Uncle Jiang was taken away by the police, supposedly for accepting bribes, and my mother fled to another city as a result.

From then on, I began a completely new life, bidding farewell to that promiscuous youth.

[The End]

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