A funeral

Downstairs, they were chanting sutras. The steady rhythm and tone of the wooden fish drum, the unchanging, monotonous chanting,

were accompanied by intermittent sobs from family members nearby.

I must be a monster; hearing such sounds almost made me lose my mind. Perhaps it was

because the deceased wasn't someone I knew well—he was just my boyfriend's father—that I didn't wail or scream. I just hid

upstairs, letting this accompaniment keep me company as I read a bunch of comics.

Because I simply couldn't sleep.

To be honest, I didn't want to come at all. It was only because of the sorrowful look on his face when he answered the phone that I offered to

comfort him by going back to Hsinchu from Taipei. This wasn't my first time experiencing a funeral. Frankly, I

think funerals are as contrived as wedding banquets. Is this elaborate gathering of everyone crying their hearts out a form of remembrance?

I don't think so. It's all just an act for the living.

Thankfully, this is no longer my concern. My parents passed away unexpectedly a long time ago, and I have no relatives to care for me. I've become somewhat numb to

the pain of separation and death.

He'll probably stay down there all night. He was the eldest son, and I was considered the eldest daughter-in-law. This was something I'd never considered when we

were dating , but because of this funeral, all sorts of unknown relatives had gathered, practically

shoving me down.

I guess I wasn't ready to face all this.

"Knock knock." Someone knocked on the door. I opened it and found it was his younger brother.

He was a senior in high school, with a refined face very similar to his brother's. The biggest difference was that he always

had a smug smile on his face, very mischievous, a stark contrast to his brother's serious demeanor.

"What's up?"

"Sneaked up here to play," he said, casually sitting down on the edge of my bed. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"How can I sleep? Can you play here? Don't wait until your aunt comes up to call me." I

pretended to be relaxed, making room for him on the bed. "Anyway, my brother's here, it's not

unreasonable for me to sneak away for a few hours." I just didn't understand why he looked so relaxed. People below were crying their hearts out, but he didn't seem

to care, still laughing and joking with us.

"Want to read some comics?"

"Sure. My eardrums are going to burst down here." He lay down next to me and started reading comics. "And you're one to talk

, Auntie did say something about you..."

"What did she say about me? That I don't help? That I stay upstairs the whole time? Or that I look like I'm a spendthrift and can't be a good wife?"

I rolled my eyes and asked a series of questions.

"You know all that." He laughed loudly, "But I definitely didn't think that!"

"You better be." I pushed his head.

"Really! I've always wanted to see what kind of girl makes my brother so happy!"

He laughed so hard he wanted to hit me, so I couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek. "You brat!" This made him

laugh and yell, struggling to grab my hand.

Just then, the door opened and my boyfriend walked in, looking not very happy. "Baicheng, you're upstairs again,

come down here."

"Can't I rest for a bit? I'm so sleepy." He lay on my bed and wailed loudly. I smiled wryly

and patted his head. "How long is this 'chanting' going to last? I'm so annoyed!"

"Don't make me angry. He's your father. Even if you're irresponsible, you should at least put on

an act . You're eighteen already, stop being so childish."

"Childish? All I know is that Dad was sick for over ten years, and his death isn't a bad thing. Those inexplicable relatives

didn't care when Dad was alive, but now that he's gone, they're all crying and begging, acting like they really care about our

family , asking all sorts of questions. You're disgusting, but Dad is disgusted too!"

Bai Yu didn't say a word, turned around and slammed the door shut. I had no choice but to quickly go over and open the door to mediate.

"Okay, okay, don't be so angry." I went up and hugged my man. "Let Baicheng get some sleep. He's been busy with the college entrance exams

lately , he must be exhausted."

"He doesn't care about the exams at all. He's such a grown man, and he doesn't even think about his family... 　　He's so selfish

..."

"Okay, I know you're tired too, that's why you're angry and anxious." I coaxed him, "I'll comfort him

and let him go downstairs, okay?" "Why are you so protective of him?" 　　"Because he's just a child. Although I know you're tired of seeing him and won't feel this way anymore, I don't have any younger siblings, and I want to dote on him too." " 　　Sigh." He sighed deeply, seemingly less angry. "It's good that you came back with me, I don't know how I got along with this guy." 　　"Go downstairs, you can come up and rest later too." I patted him, watching him reluctantly walk downstairs. Back in the room, I saw Baicheng looking completely relaxed, curled up on the bed reading comics and laughing out loud . 　　"Still laughing." I sat on the edge of the bed and patted him, he immediately pursed his lips to suppress his laughter, his amusing appearance made me laugh too. 　　Then he suddenly pulled me onto the bed, making me lie next to him. It happened so suddenly I did n't have time to react. 　　"What are you doing?" He then put down his comic book and straddled me. I stared at him in surprise. "What are you doing , Bai Cheng?" 　　"This position is for assault." Then he lowered his head and kissed me. His actions surprised me greatly, but what embarrassed me even more was how he gently and slowly nibbled at my lips when his lips covered mine, incredibly tenderly . 　　I pushed him away forcefully, unable to imagine what my expression would be like; I only knew my whole body was burning. Even after pushing him away, the lingering embarrassment and confusion still filled my heart. How could it be such a kiss? I couldn't look at his face; I only knew that Bai Cheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, calm and silent. 　　What did this guy mean? 　　"Bai…" 　　"I'm getting off, bye." His tone was full of laughter, which ignited . 　　Was he playing with me? Or was he just having fun? But what did that kiss represent? 　　The next day at breakfast, we met at the family gathering table. My aunt had cooked a big pot of porridge, but he didn't eat it and sat on the sofa next to me watching TV.

"Qi Baicheng, are you going to eat or not?" Baiyu yelled at him loudly, but he didn't even look up.

His aunt and uncle were chasing after a bunch of younger cousins, feeding them, but his gaze remained

fixed on the television, completely undisturbed.

"Baicheng, we have to go to the crematorium later, it'll be several hours, you'll be hungry, hurry up and eat,"

Grandma muttered, squinting her eyes.

"I'm not going to the crematorium," he said, crossing his legs high.

"As a son, what could be more important than seeing your father one last time?" Auntie didn't even look up,

her sharp tongue quite natural.

"I was by Dad's side when he died, it's you who want to see him one last time."

I thought his words would definitely provoke a barrage of criticism, but they didn't say anything.

However, Baiyu was very angry, his furrowed brows could probably trap several flies. Soon they prepared

to leave , everyone got into their cars and left home, leaving me, Baicheng, and Grandma behind.

While I was washing the dishes, Baicheng came over and filled the last bowl of rice porridge. "Hey, I'm going to

wash it too."

"You don't need to," he said. "Don't act like you're our daughter-in-law, or

you'll be mistreated if you actually marry into the family."

His tone was icy as he said this. I wiped my hands and went to the living room, watching him pour the pork floss into the bowl.

Grandma spoke up, "Baicheng! You shouldn't talk back to your aunt like that. Your aunt has always cared about you and treated

you lost your mother when you were very young, and your father has always been sick..."

"Grandma! I want a fried egg!"

Baicheng interrupted Grandma's nagging. Grandma rolled her eyes at him and said, "I told you to eat earlier, but you wouldn't. Now

you're making a fuss over there. A fried egg isn't enough. Grandma will open a can for you too..."

I was about to help, but Baicheng grabbed me. "Xiaotong, shall we go upstairs later?"

"Why?"

"I want to kiss you a few more times." I was startled, suddenly remembering yesterday's kiss. Meeting his gaze,

I was surprised by his seriousness.

"Stop fooling around, I'm your brother's girlfriend."

"So I can't kiss you?" Bai Cheng laughed. "Grandma!"

"What's wrong? Stop yelling." Grandma responded.

"How about you ask your brother to give me Xiao Tong?"

I frowned, and Grandma laughed heartily. "No way, your brother really likes Xiao Tong. Xiao Tong

isn't a 'fortress' model that you can just snatch away." "Do you remember when your brother was in elementary school, your

uncle gave him a 'fortress' model, and you really liked it and wanted to take it..."

"Grandma, it's not a fortress, it's Macross, that doll is called Basara." Bai Cheng ate a few bites of rice and

went into the kitchen. "I'm full, I'm going upstairs."

"Hey! I've already fried the eggs! I've opened the can of food too..."

Bai Cheng came out and reached out his hand to me. I shook my head. Bai Cheng pretended to hug me, and I was so scared that I

couldn't make . I ran to the stairwell, and he followed me, hugging me tightly from behind. My whole body was hot, and my cheeks

were flushed. I could still hear Grandma nagging in my ears: "What about these eggs! I ate them this morning. I'm getting old

, two eggs are too high in cholesterol, it'll affect my cardiovascular system..."

"Go upstairs," he said, his voice a little hoarse. "Don't force me to kiss you here."

"You..." I was furious. How could this guy force me like this so naturally?!

His breath was right behind my ear, his hand was directly on my waist, his entire

upper body pressed tightly against mine. Strangely, I didn't feel disgusted.

Why didn't I feel repulsed?

I slowly went upstairs, and I felt him walking behind me. We entered the room, and he locked the door. I looked at him;

his handsome features showed no hesitation or playfulness.

"Bai Cheng…"

"Are you angry with me?" he said, sitting by the bookshelf, deliberately keeping a distance.

"I like you." I didn't speak, just sat on the bed looking at him. He was still a child, only eighteen, but I could already sense his maturity and composure

from his brows ; he was already half an adult, something I'd never seen in front of other family members. 　　I thought I should tell him, in an adult way, that this was wrong. 　　"I'm your brother's girlfriend," I said firmly. "I can't like you." " 　　It's okay, it's enough that I like you." 　　"What do you mean it's okay? Of course it's okay!" I laughed and cried, watching him stand up. 　　"Are you angry with me?" Bai Cheng slowly approached me, making me a little nervous. "I kissed you yesterday, and it kept me up all night. I'm afraid you'll be angry with me, afraid you won't talk to me today." 　　"I am a little angry..." I swallowed, not knowing why I was so nervous. The boy 's words and actions made my whole body stiff and hot. The strangest thing was that I didn't refuse at all. 　　Why didn't I refuse? Why was I unmoved as he approached me and sat next to me? 　　Bai Cheng hugged me, placing his hands on my waist. His cheek brushed against mine, making my whole body burn . "I want to kiss you." 　　"No..." I shook my head, but I watched his beautiful features slowly approach until he deeply captured my lips, as gentle as yesterday, but with more domineering and trembling. His hands roamed more unrestrainedly from my chin to my shoulders and arms. 　　When we parted, I felt the same excitement as him. My lower body was already wet . Even though I was passive, I could feel that I wanted him. 　　Bai Cheng looked at me, his eyes filled with desire. He pushed me down onto the bed, pulled my skirt , and gently stroked my buttocks, kneading them as if they were precious treasures. "If you don't want it, just tell me." 　　After he finished speaking, he deftly reached into my underwear and gently stroked my crotch, causing me to tremble. 　　I lay face down, not daring to look back at his expression, and only whispered those two words: "No ..." 　　He lifted me up by the waist and sat me on his lap. He deftly spread my legs, making me clamp his legs between them.

He stroked my waist, then gently caressed my thighs, glancing down at my underwear. "Did you just say no?"

I felt his erect penis pressing against my lower body, but I still bit

my lower lip and said those words. "...Bai Cheng... um... I said no."

He looked up, brushed the hair that had fallen across his face, kissed my neck, and slid my bra strap down

my shoulder, saying in a mocking tone, "I didn't hear you."

I didn't struggle, not because I was confused—my mind was perfectly clear—but because I had no

intention of refusing. Perhaps in the mundane and boring life, this kind of touch and stimulation was what I wanted. I

looked at his handsome features; even though he was only just an adult, I could still feel the masculine scent

and body heat emanating from him, and I could feel his sexiness and passion.

His hand went around my back, lifting my shirt to unhook my bra, and I guessed he would be

surprised by my next move. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pulled his head down, and kissed him deeply. I felt his

breathing become unusually rapid and heavy, which fueled my playful impulse. I licked his earlobe and the hollow of his ear, and felt him immediately

stiffen.

"Why...?" He cupped my face, looking confused.

"Isn't this what you wanted?" I smiled at him, then pushed him down,

pulled off , straddled him, and kissed him from his chest to his navel, watching his anxious yet expectant expression with a smug look.

I unzipped his jeans, pulled out his youthful yet erect penis, and put it in my mouth, sucking around the glans.

Then I heard Grandma calling, "Bai Cheng? Bai Cheng?"

"What?" Bai Cheng cleared his dry throat and coughed twice in response.

"Bai Cheng?" Grandma seemed not to hear, continuing to call as she walked upstairs. My mouth

didn't stop, I swallowed and sucked until his entire penis became slippery and sticky, swollen and bulging with veins.

He fumbled for the TV remote, turned on the TV, and made the sound drown out the noise in the room. He

didn't to answer his grandma, "I'm upstairs, what are you doing?"

Bai Cheng started trying to escape from me, but I held him tightly and even took his testicles into my mouth. The elastic balls

bounced and rubbed against each other in my mouth and tongue, making him almost groan.

"I'm going to the market. Are you with Xiaotong? Do you want to eat anything? Your brother and the others won't be

back until the afternoon."

"Yeah... we're watching TV..." Bai Cheng's expression was quite amusing, his eyebrows furrowed in

a million knots. "No need to buy us anything, we're not hungry..."

His chest heaved more and more, but he tried to keep his breathing light. It wasn't until Grandma slowly came

downstairs and the door was locked that he couldn't help but yell, "My God, you!"

I giggled. He pressed me down and said in a fierce tone typical of his age, "I was

so nervous... I almost came... You can't bully a child like this, you know?!"

He deliberately tried to scare me by taking off my shirt. I didn't know if I

should tell this boy that I was past the age of being shy, but instead, he stared

intently .

Then he tried to unhook my bra. I think many boys find this kind of thing quite difficult, which is why they

pull and tug at it. I reached out and unhooked it myself, enjoying his eager gaze. He gently kneaded one of my breasts

, then buried his face in the other, kissing and sucking. His tongue teased my nipple, sending

shivers . I ran my fingertips lightly over his young, tanned muscles.

"Bai Cheng, help me take off my skirt," I called out, trying to convey my wetness .

But he seemed still captivated by my breasts. I bit my lower lip, looked into his eyes, and softly said

, "I want it."

He seemed stunned by my words, pulling off my skirt and panties. He carefully touched my

slippery, . I eagerly wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him to enter

me quickly. He didn't disappoint, thrusting into me rapidly.

His penis filled my body completely, awakening every cell in my body.

The desire I had initially sought to relieve intensified, becoming almost painful. Seeing his

furrowed brows, I knew he felt the same way I did.

He gripped my knees and began to thrust, each stroke so deep, so forceful, with a

speed I couldn't control. When I looked up at him, I saw he was entering me earnestly,

his movements trembling, carefully maintaining gentleness, yet filled with pain and helplessness, just like when he kissed me.

This child seemed to be enduring something. I knew he was somewhat infatuated with me; I'd noticed it from the first time I saw him

. He was a handsome, seemingly rebellious child, usually silent, only

speaking to me when we were alone.

Besides that, I knew he loved his father more than anything, though he seemed indifferent to these expressions. From

his words and actions, I knew he must have sacrificed a lot for this family, which was why he resented

his brother , hated these boastful relatives, and harbored deep hostility towards many adults. I felt

an immense pang of heartache for him.

"Bai Cheng…" I called his name, and he leaned down, his forehead against mine, murmuring, "

Xiao Tong… I really love you…" and then kissed me deeply. I really loved his kiss; it was sincere and earnest,

yet tinged with a touch of heartache.

I didn't really know if I could handle this boy's affection. All I could do was

tighten my grip around his waist, feel his warmth, and let him know how much I needed him at that moment.

His movements quickened, and I could hear

the sounds , and feel his wild speed. I let out a soft moan. Soon, he filled

me with his thick, white fluid, then collapsed onto me, limp. I gently patted Bai Cheng's face and smiled.

"I know you're going to laugh at me for being so fast..." He couldn't even lift his head. "I'm not like you adults,

so ..."

"I'm not laughing at you." I smiled even more broadly. "Shall we take a shower?"

I didn't dry myself much before entering the bathroom, letting the sticky semen run down my thighs. I

rinsed myself with hot water, still feeling my lower body throbbing.

"Why?" he asked me, hugging me from behind. "You don't use toilet paper because you're afraid your brother will find out?"

I didn't answer, but he guessed right. "Do you like your brother a lot?"

"I'm his girlfriend." I picked up a bath sponge, soaked it with some shower gel, squeezed out clumps of foam, and rubbed it on

my body. I also turned around and carefully rubbed the soft foam on his chest and arms.

He looked down at me as I gently stroked his chest, his shoulders, each of his fingers, then moved

down his lower abdomen, his thighs, and finally stroked his hard penis and teased his soft testicles. "Why are you

still so hard...?"

"I want more..." He picked up the showerhead and quickly rinsed our bodies, then placed it on the wall,

letting the water spray all over us. "Xiao Tong..." We hugged and kissed. He even lifted me up and

placed me on the sink, his tongue stirring all my emotions.

I clung to him, my nails almost digging into his muscles. "Fuck me."

He quickly put me down, flipped me over so I was face down on the sink, lifted one of my legs, and rushed in

. Because I wasn't wet enough, it was dry and painful. He gently found my clitoris and began to stroke

it , making me moan involuntarily. I saw my expression in the mirror—seductive yet painful—and he was doing

the same.

"Does it hurt?" He nibbled at my ear. I shook my head, pulling at his hair. I shook my head not because it didn't

hurt, but because in this passion, I needed the stimulation of pain. Without pain, no one would remember

the end.

Having already ejaculated once, he skillfully controlled the speed and depth, slowly tormenting me.

"Little Tong... are you comfortable?"

"Between me and my brother... which one do you prefer...?"

"Can I do this...?" Children this age especially love to ask questions, but I'm an adult who's good at

avoiding questions, only responding with moans. He then pinned me to the ground, trying to

finish . He cupped my buttocks, which bounced violently from the impact, and thrust rapidly. My whole

body tensed, receiving wave after wave of intense pleasure.

Finally, with a sigh from him, I trembled as if electrocuted, reaching my climax. When he slowly

withdrew his penis, my upper body was practically hanging off the bathtub, exhausted and unable to move. He gently

washed me, wrapped me in a large towel to dry me, and then tenderly carried me to the bed and helped me get dressed.

Looking at my flushed face, he smiled as he dressed me, "I want more tomorrow."

"Don't get carried away after a little taste." I took some time to sit up, watched TV with him, went

downstairs the refrigerator to find something to eat, and then returned to the guest room to continue kissing. We didn't go any further, because we were afraid that Baiyu and

the others would come back.

"Xiao Tong, I know you might not be serious about me." He tightened his grip on me. "

But ..."

"I can't make any promises... I just..." I said, even though I understood his kindness, gentleness, and

heartbreaking innocence, I didn't know if I could tell him my feelings. I didn't want to give him too much expectation,

to make him think there was a possibility between us.

"I know..." Bai Cheng said, his voice tinged with shyness. "Thank you for letting me... hug you."

I smiled foolishly, wanting to tell him that maybe at his age, he still thought a girl's willingness to give herself was a sacrifice,

but I liked him doing it, and I wanted to satisfy my own desires. Sex is equal and reciprocal; there's nothing

forced or unfair about it.

Hearing voices downstairs gave me a chill. Leaving Bai Cheng's warm embrace, I sat back on

the sofa munching on an apple. Looking at his disappointed eyes, I felt a pang of guilt.

"I'm back." Bai Yu looked at me. "You guys were watching TV today?"

"Yes." I forced a smile. "How's today? Tired?"

"Not bad." He sat down next to me, reeking of cigarette smoke. "Much more tired than Bai Cheng. He's been lounging at

home all day, doing nothing."

"I know, look at your stiff, affected face. The eldest son gets all the work for nothing, right?" Bai Cheng replied.

"Bai Cheng," I said to him, "say less." Bai Cheng looked at my face, shrugged in surprise,

and then continued changing channels with the remote.

"Go downstairs," Bai Yu said. "You have your own room, don't keep bothering Xiao Tong."

"You don't understand, this is my room, I specially prepared it for you to stay in. Downstairs,

Pei Pei and the others sleep on the floor, there's no TV." Bai Cheng stood up, then slammed the door shut. "If you

don't understand anything, don't talk to me in a commanding tone."

"Bai Yu, this is just a small matter, why do you always go against him, thinking he's no good at anything?"

Actually, he's very well-behaved and sensible. His tone is a bit harsh, but he's a grown man, why

bother arguing with Bai Cheng?

"Oh, please, do you understand him or do I understand him?"

"Of course you understand." I shrugged, noncommittal. "Forget it, I don't want to get involved in your family matters."

"Sigh, it'll be over tomorrow. Be good. After it's over, I'll take you to Shanghe House for a nice meal." He patted

my head comfortingly and went into the bathroom. "Why are you all wet?" "

I took a shower this afternoon." I answered hastily, "Because it's so hot today..."

"Wasn't Baicheng in this room when you were showering? I think that kid seems to like

clinging to you. You should keep your distance from him." He said half-jokingly.

"What do you mean? He's just a child, your younger brother.

Do you have to doubt him like that?" I said anxiously, my tone a little angry.

"Oh, I'm just afraid that my darling's beautiful and graceful figure will be seen by others." He saw that I was not happy and

explained with a smile, "I'm tired after a long day outside, but he can spend so much time with you. I'm jealous."

My heart sank, and I didn't say a word. My original desire to escape Baicheng and Xinzhu became complicated and difficult to understand.

I even felt that his criticism of his younger brother was quite rude. Perhaps Bai Cheng was right when he said he didn't care about

his family and wasn't aware of their current situation.

I don't know. I don't even know if what happened between Bai Cheng and me will

affect our relationship. All that echoes in my mind is Bai Cheng's words: "I want it again tomorrow."

Those words stung me like ants, an unbearable itch. I just wanted to leave Hsinchu, leave this heavy home,

and leave our complicated relationship.

I wished today's events had never happened, or that I had never come.

Perhaps I was being too optimistic. The next day, we were in my great-uncle's car. In the front seat was

Baiyu, holding his ashes, and in the back were me, Baicheng, and my little cousin.

I couldn't escape; he was right beside me. Baicheng didn't seem to want to let me go either. Even knowing that the person in the front seat

was my brother, he was fearless, constantly touching me intentionally or unintentionally, making me incredibly irritable.

At first, he just casually placed his hand on my thigh. I was wearing a long denim skirt, and the stiff

fabric seemed to offer me some protection. Looking at his expression, he seemed innocent, but his hand seemed

a little sweaty and trembling slightly.

I put his hand back on my thigh, coughed, and deliberately asked my little cousin beside me, "Shunshun, didn't you get enough

sleep?"

"Yeah, so sleepy." Cute Shunshun yawned, his face scrunched up, and leaned on my shoulder. Bai Cheng

yelled, leaned over and shoved Shun Shun's head, his arm brushing lightly against my chest. "You kept kicking me

last night, and you were sleepy, you brat Shun."

"No way, you're the one who stole my blanket," Shun Shun retorted, not to be outdone. "Sister, help me hit

Brother Bai Cheng."

"You're so boring. Shun Shun is only eight years old, how old are you?" I glared at him with a smile, slapping

his shoulder with my palm, making a loud slap.

He lifted my hair and blew softly into my ear, making my face turn bright red. "Am I

still a child to you?"

"Don't be naughty." I winked at him, reminding him that his brother was in the front seat, and he actually made a face, acting

like a complete brat.

After Bai Yu called out a few times, "Dad, we've crossed the bridge," we finally arrived at the county funeral home and

began the morning ceremony.

During the memorial service, I saw Bai Cheng's tears. He was like any other child from that era, puffing out

his chest and shaking his shoulders, trying to hold back his tears. These past few days, he's still been acting all carefree and nonchalant. I never expected him

to be so sentimental. He said his father's death was a good thing, but that didn't mean he wasn't sad. Or perhaps

he wanted to send his father off with tears?

Afterwards, we drove to a nearby restaurant for a family reunion. Baiyu sat

next to , and his possessive behavior annoyed me. I wanted to explain, but I didn't know where to begin.

I didn't know how to respond to him anymore. Peeking at Baicheng in the rearview mirror, his expression seemed a little

sour .

At lunch, all the relatives seemed to have let go of their burdens, some drinking, some singing,

having a great time. Baicheng, Baiyu, and I took the children to the outdoor courtyard to chase and feed the koi.

That's when it happened to the youngest, Baijun. He drank a little too much tea and

accidentally . Baiyu, being the eldest, took Baijun inside to find his uncle. As soon as Baiyu left, Baicheng

immediately clung to me.

"Hey, let's go to the back, okay?" The back courtyard of this restaurant was a whole grove of trees.

"What about the little ones?"

"Bern, how about you look after your little brother and sister?" Bern, my cousin who was in her third year of junior high school,

nodded obediently, and he pulled me into the grove behind.

The grove wasn't particularly dense, with some large landscaping rocks interspersed among them, making the scenery less monotonous.

The cool bamboo had the fresh scent of grass. He pulled me behind a large rock and kissed my

lips without warning. I could feel his eagerness and anxiety.

"Can I..." He lifted my shirt, pulled down my bra, and began to wildly

tease and lick my breasts, making me almost unable to stand and unable to control the moans that were about to escape my lips.

"Here?" I frowned, but he had already reached into my long skirt and managed to pull off my thin

black panties.

"Don't take it off," I said, lifting my skirt to reveal my bare, fleshy buttocks, boldly pressing against his hard penis,

pulling my panties to the side. "Just come in like this..."

He sighed, pulled down his trousers, and pressed his already burning hot penis against me. He

had only intended to rub it, but the head of his penis accidentally slipped into my already soaked territory. He gasped and continued to

bury himself deep inside me. "...How come you're so wet...?"

I didn't answer, only responding with sighs and muffled groans like I was crying. He buried himself deep inside me, kneading

my firm, full breasts, and murmured in my ear, "You're leaving tomorrow... right?"

"Bai Cheng... don't say that..."

"You want to just leave... is that it?" He began to thrust violently, each thrust penetrating to the point of almost hurting,

making my legs almost give way. I grabbed the edge of a large rock and cried out in ecstasy.

"Don't think you can get rid of me just because you're gone..." He pinched my buttocks tightly, his voice full of sorrow

and resentment. "I won't lose to...him..."

"Bai Cheng..." I had the urge to cry, but I held back, trying to use

the pleasure of our bodies rubbing against each other to cover up my overwhelming emotions. His hard, engorged member expanded and filled my honey hole, and we both trembled

as we welcomed wave after wave of pleasure.

After a while, he turned me over, lying on the large rock. He lifted my waist and thrust my legs

high . Bai Cheng's deep breathing grew heavier and heavier, slowly turning into a low moan of praise,

harmonizing with my incessant panting. I knew he was about to ejaculate, so I quickly grabbed him, "Mmm...Bai Cheng...ah...

don't...ejaculate inside...ah..."

Upon hearing this, he immediately pulled out with a trembling motion, ejaculating between my thighs, my buttocks, anus, and labia covered in

his thick, sticky semen.

"I'm sorry..." He was still panting, weakly clinging to me. "I forgot... we're

outside ..."

I held him, patting his face. "It's okay..." After resting for a while, I walked through the

koi pond where the children were playing, my lower body still wet, intending to go to the restroom to clean myself.

"Where did you go?" Bai Yu asked, his expression slightly angry. "

It's not good to leave your younger siblings with Bai En."

"Little Tong's earring just fell off... I'll go find it for her," Bai Cheng said, casually playing with

the children .

"Is that so...?" Bai Yu looked at me, his expression cold. "What's wrong...? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine... just a stomachache... I need to go to the toilet..." He grabbed my arm with concern, but I

didn't dare look at him, just lowered my head to reply.

"Why does it smell like bleach...?"

Oh no. He must know. Before I could answer, Bai Cheng and Bai En, playing around, bumped into me

with considerable force, sending me tumbling into the koi pond. Bai Cheng and

the other two, who were reaching out to grab me, also fell in.

Oh my god. The koi pond wasn't deep, but it really stank. The children on the shore were laughing hysterically,

which alerted the relatives. Several restaurant staff rushed over, frantically preparing towels

and trying to pull us out.

Bai Cheng burst into laughter, "Sorry, Sister Xiao Tong! I bumped into you."

"Oh my god." Bai Yu frowned, "I was wondering if I ate fish food..."

I couldn't help but scream and laugh, "Something's moving down there! Ahh! It's so itchy!"

After we were rescued, we wrapped ourselves in towels and hailed a taxi to go home and change. In the car,

Bai Cheng and I kept laughing at the embarrassing situation, and I could clearly feel Bai Yu looking at us, but

he didn't say a word. When we got home, Grandma saw us so wet, covered in mud and moss, and she

couldn't stop . She immediately told us to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

There were only two bathrooms. Bai Yu wanted me to come with him, but I shook my head and said that I was already dry, but

I still smelled bad, and I could shower later. Actually, I knew that when Bai Cheng heard my brother ask me that, he deliberately

pushed me into the pond to save me, but the method was just too intense.

A while later, Bai Cheng came out shirtless, wearing only shorts, and told me to go into the bathroom to wash up. "Grandma,

this isn't mine, it's my brother's."

It turned out that Grandma had taken the wrong clothes while tidying up. Since the two men were very similar in build, she had given

him Bai Yu's clothes. Bai Cheng then went upstairs to return the clothes to his brother.

While I was getting dressed, I heard a loud

argument . When I came out, I saw Grandma standing on the stairs, looking worried and frightened. Suddenly, I heard a

loud shout, "You two are so good, carrying me to bed!" Bai Cheng then fell down the stairs, the wooden staircase making

a loud thud.

Grandma and I were startled and rushed over to help him. I yelled at him, "Are you crazy,

Qi Bai Yu ! Why did you push him like that!"

Bai Yu, furious, rushed downstairs, grabbed my collar, and said, "You're still protecting him! Tong Yu Jie,

you shameless bastard..." Tears quickly fell from my eyes, but I wasn't afraid; I only felt guilty and

pain.

"Let her go! Come at me if you dare!" Bai Cheng shoved Bai Yu aside, veins bulging. "I like her,

so what?"

"Don't touch her!"

"Alright! Let's talk this out! Don't fight!" Grandma was crying her eyes out, and

the two brothers finally realized their limits and stopped.

It seemed that when Bai Cheng went up to return the clothes, Bai Yu asked him why he

had stolen his girlfriend when he knew to return the clothes. Bai Cheng was surprised, and after asking, he learned that at the restaurant, Bai Yu had gone back to the koi pond and

asked where Bai En and the others had gone, and that's when he saw us making love.

I can imagine how angry he must have been.

Bai Cheng had an ice pack on his head, his face stiff. Bai Yu stared straight ahead, silently drinking

the warm tea Grandma had made for him. I huddled on the sofa, Grandma sitting beside me with a worried look on her face. After about half an hour

of silence, none of the four of us dared to speak.

"Let's break up." The first to speak was Bai Yu. He glared at me, and I felt like the sofa around us was about to

catch fire .

"I'm sorry," I replied.

"You don't need to apologize to him at all." Bai Cheng stood up. "He has never cared about this family,

nor has he ever cared about you. He only appears at crucial moments to assert his dominance, to claim he's the eldest son,

to claim he's the boyfriend! For him, that's not affection, it's responsibility!"

"Damn it, when will you ever stop!"

"Alright!!" Grandma couldn't help but cry. I quickly patted her back to comfort her. "Bai Cheng

is right... For over ten years, you haven't come home to see your father, and you've never cared about the two of us... Now..."

"It's because you spoil him too much, Grandma! He's the one who did the wrong thing, and you're still scolding me!?"

"If I don't spoil him, who will!? He's the one who works every day to earn his own pocket money!

He's the one who took care of your father, changed his diapers, and took him to the emergency room! He's the one who stayed by your father's side without sleep until he passed away!

Why spoil him?" Grandma became aggressive, urgently accusing Bai Yu of all his faults.

I knew he was in pain. Although he always smiled easily, he carried a heavy burden of

pressure and sorrow.

"Fine," Bai Yu said angrily, rushing upstairs to pack his luggage and dashing out the door.

I knew he wouldn't come back, and we would never see each other again, so I chased after him.

"Bai Yu." He turned to look at me, silent.

"I'm sorry."

"I won't forgive you." He didn't look me in the eye, just coldly uttered those words. I realized

he hadn't invested any feelings. His departure was only because of embarrassment; stopping to accept my apology

was just a way to save face.

He didn't love me; he just felt ashamed. He wouldn't allow Bai Cheng to take me away only because I was just

an appendage to him. Was that it?

After a while, I turned back and saw Bai Cheng standing at the door. "And you?"

"What...?"

"You're the same. You've never told me who you love," Bai Cheng said, his expression grave. "Because for

you, your feelings for your brother are a responsibility, while having a relationship with me is a need. Is that right?"

Is that how it is? Is it because you're used to this kind of relationship that you always treat Bai Cheng's pursuit with a sense of responsibility?

Is this an excuse to avoid my feelings? I've never said I love him, I've only stated, "I'm his

girlfriend ."

"I..." I didn't know how to answer him. But he forced a smile, "It's okay."

"I'll make you fall in love with me." He said confidently. "Didn't I say I wouldn't let you run away?"

"That depends on you getting into a university in Taipei." I patted his shoulder and smiled too.

Although I'm six years older than him, and our beginning was so complicated, there are still

many . But I'm ready to give my feelings,

just as naturally and openly as I'm willing to embrace him and accept his body.

I don't know why, but seeing his smile always makes me feel much more relaxed. Even though he's so young,

seeing him protect me so fiercely today, I know he not only says it, but he does it too.

My relatives are back. I heard that after resting for a bit, they'll drive away from Hsinchu, some going back to Kaohsiung, some

back to Taichung. I won't tell them what just happened. Unless, of course, I have another chance

to come back for some large family gathering, as Bai Cheng's girlfriend.

I just hope it won't be another funeral.

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