[Mom's Gravitational Waves] (Chapter 1)

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Chapter 1 Mother's Tenderness

In May in Chujiang City, the weather was already a bit hot. My deskmate, Kong Youji, seemed to have just entered a
heat , nervously muttering, "I finally feel that kind of budding feeling of seeing big white legs."

My name is Xia Linfeng, and Kong Youji and I are both second-year junior high school students at Haoyun Middle School. We've been buddies since childhood.

In the past, we always talked about games on the way home from school. Recently, I don't know when it started, we started talking about
the girls in our class, and then it developed into us commenting on the pretty girls on the street.

"Look, there's a pretty girl across the street." My radar eyes scanned a tall woman.

"Which one?"

"The one in the floral miniskirt."

"What a sexy girl, her ass wiggles so much, I really want to touch it." Young people always use vulgar language
to cover up their curiosity about the opposite sex, and Aki and I were no exception.

Across the street, we were behind the girl, only able to see her back. I quickly walked
a few steps past her, then pretended not to care and looked back across the street.

"Wearing sunglasses, not bad looking, I'd give her a 90." Aki said.

"I'd give her a 95, see? Her breasts are huge, they're practically jiggling." I said.

"Not as big as your mother's." Aki blurted out.

I stumbled, startled, "What did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing, don't be angry, buddy..." Aki saw my unfriendly expression and realized he had said the wrong
thing, so he tried to brush me off while running away.

"You bastard, trying to run away!" I chased after him.

Kong Youji, small in stature, carried a huge schoolbag. When he ran, his slender arms swung from side to side, making him look like a
tortoise. Seeing him like this, I was both annoyed and amused.

Although he was only in the second year of junior high, I was already over 1.7 meters tall, a
triple champion in the school sports meet—100 meters, 4x100 meters relay, and high jump. How could the pretty-boy Kong Youji possibly outrun me? In a few long strides, I caught up
with a sudden push, he would have definitely fallen flat on his face. But I wasn't that rough; I
pounced on him and grabbed him.

"I'm going to punish you for your disrespect!" Looking at his thin frame, I couldn't bring myself to hit him hard.
I threatened him by pretending to grab his neck with both hands.

孔幼基做吐舌求饶状：「老大，老大，放了我，我投降……」

我松了手，阿基喘着粗气，不知道是跑累了还是被我掐的，他调整了下呼吸
道：「老大，你也太狠了，我不过是夸你妈一句嘛。」

「有那么夸的吗？」我一瞪眼，想起这小子刚才竟然将我妈跟那个女郎比较
奶子，愤怒得又要掐他。

「别，别……」孔幼基慌忙举手投降，道：「我错了，我说错了还不行吗？」

「你特么的，最近是不是发情啦？口不择言，以后再乱说我可真揍你啊！」

「什么发情，太难听了，这叫情窦初开懂吗？」

「初开你个头，跟你的小露露初开去。」我余怒未消。小露露是我们谈论比
较多的班花云露。

「小露露还是太青涩了些。」阿基欲言又止。

"What infuriating thing are you about to say again?"

"Didn't you ask me to explain? I feel bad if I don't tell you clearly."

"Spit it out!" "

You stole the show at the school sports meet last month. I don't think there's a single girl in the whole school who doesn't know you,"
Kong Youji said.

"Why are you saying that?" I was a little impatient, but actually I was quite proud. If the sports meet hadn't been only
one day long, and I hadn't only signed up for three events due to physical limitations, it wouldn't have been impossible for me to win seven or eight championships.

"Many parents came to watch the competition that day, and Aunt Lu came too," Aji said.

The Aunt Lu that Aji mentioned was my mother, Lu Yingbo.

"Aunt Lu wore a plain dress that day, arms crossed, standing
there . She would occasionally lightly brush her long hair that was blowing by her ear. Her every smile and gesture captivated countless
people."

Although he was praising my mother, his words made me feel very uncomfortable. "What did you say?
I think you're just a fangirl!"

"Hehe, Ah Feng, I admit I'm a fangirl, but I'm not the only one. A boy even took
a picture of Aunt Lu and posted it on the school forum along with some other photos, with a grand title: 'We
must achieve good results to dedicate to our parents.'"

"You didn't do that, did you?" "

I'm innocent! That day at the sports meet, I was busy serving you, my big star. I didn't have time to
take pictures ."

My anger subsided a bit, and after taking a few steps, I suddenly remembered something and angrily said, "Aji, you took
one of my used notebooks a few days ago. Now I know why. You've been up to no good all along!"

Kong Youji didn't hide anymore and said, "Ah Feng, I admit I wanted Aunt Lu's autograph. Her handwriting is elegant and
graceful. I'm completely captivated by her. Please forgive me and let me admire Aunt Lu from afar. Consider it a happy trouble in my growing up
process ."

"Where did you get all this fancy talk?" I said irritably. "Your mom's a real beauty,
why go home and admire her?"

"Distance makes the heart grow fonder. My mom's too close, I can't bring myself to think that way."

Seeing that I was still annoyed, Aji put his arm around my shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, Afeng,
don't be so hung up on it. It's perfectly normal to appreciate and praise women. In other countries, you'd have to thank me."

"Get lost!" I pretended to kick him, but Aji laughed and ran away, waving back, "Bye
bye, I'll come wake you up for school tomorrow."

I don't know why, but every time I'm almost home, the thought of seeing my mother's serene and elegant figure
fills me with joy. It feels so good to be home.

As I entered the house, I called out as usual, "Mom, I'm home!"

"Xiaofeng, change your clothes first, your dad will be home soon," my mother's soft voice drifted into my ears.

Standing in the living room, I stole a glance at my mother, who was cooking in the kitchen. She was wearing a floral loungewear set
with an apron, the fabric of the dress billowing high in the chest area. Remembering Aji's comment earlier, "Not as big as your mom's," my
face flushed, and I quickly lowered my head and went back to my room.

My mother is the most special woman to me. Although I've masturbated with her underwear and bra before,
it's difficult to observe her body from a woman's perspective when facing her directly. I understand what Aji meant
; it seems it really is because we're so close.

After dinner, I went to my study, turned on the computer, and went to the school forum. I found the post titled "We must
achieve good results to dedicate to our parents." The administrator hadn't pinned it, but the post had a "
hot" next to the title—a popular post.

I clicked on the photos and saw the first few pictures of my mother. She was tall and slender, standing
gracefully . One of them was a close-up from the side; her hair was slightly upturned, and she had a smile on her face,
her delicate features bathed in the soft glow of the sunset.

Here are some comments:

"Whose mom is this? Oh my god, she's so beautiful!"

"Her face is like the moon, her skin like jade, her eyes almond-shaped and cheeks peach-like—she's naturally beautiful. I'm intoxicated."

"Her eyes are as clear as autumn water; I feel like I'm sinking into that deep, watery pool."

"I saw my goddess that day, and my eyes lit up instantly. I was awestruck. During the race, I gave it my all, imagining
she was cheering me on. I unleashed my inner power and came in third in the 100-meter dash."

— "The classmate she was cheering for won the championship."

— "Is she Feng Shuai's mom? Oh, my heart is broken. I thought she was some female classmate's mom, someone I was
trying to woo."

"If she were my mom, I'd wash her feet every night."

— "A child doesn't despise their mother for being ugly. You're so heartless! Go home and wash your mom's feet."

— "I'm sorry, I'll wash my mom's feet. But I'd still love to kiss my goddess mom's jade feet."

— "Disgusting foot fetishist, ptooey!"

"What's so disgusting about foot fetishism? Eight or nine out of ten ancient people were, including Jin Yong and Li Bai.
He even wrote the poem 'Foots like frost on clogs, no crow-head socks.'"

"Feng Shuai, your mom is so beautiful, how can I have the courage to pursue you!" replied id烈火玫瑰.

"Rose, let go of Feng Shuai, come at me! My mom definitely doesn't think you're ugly!"

—Omitted several cheers…

"Stop! Stop commenting on other people's mothers!" replied id譬如朝露. I suspect
it might be Yunlu, the pretty girl in our class.

I was both amused and exasperated. Luckily, the students at Haoyun Private Middle School were generally well-mannered. Except for the one who said he wanted to kiss my
mom's feet, which made me very uncomfortable, no one else said anything too offensive.

It wasn't the weekend, so I didn't have time to play on the computer. I quickly turned it off and went back to my room to do
my homework .

Actually, this wasn't the first time my mother's beauty had been praised. At the annual
year-end , the host always
referred to her as the "Flower of Customs" when introducing her to the stage, a woman who could sing and dance. The men in the audience looked at her with admiration, and the women with envy, and a hint of jealousy, but no one
ever thought the title was inappropriate, except for my mother herself, who always felt very shy.

The only one who seemed to be sitting on pins and needles was my father, Xia Yushu. He complained to my mother more than once that
attending her workplace's party as a family member was torture. The way people looked at him always
seemed to say, "How can this guy be worthy of our Flower of Customs?"

Actually, my dad is quite handsome too. In college, he was a tall, handsome, and athletic man who won my mother's heart
through persistent pursuit. But in this day and age, when it comes to wealth, status, and leisure, most people are
more interested in wealth, perhaps even power.

Now, my dad is just a finance manager at a trading company, which is why my grandparents have
never been particularly satisfied with him.

I remember when I was in fifth grade, on the way home, my dad sighed, feeling looked down upon by the crowd again. My mom
teased , "What's wrong? Losing confidence?
Where did Xia Yushu, the proud rooster who used to strut around in front of me, go?"

My dad got angry and pretended to be fierce, saying, "Fine, you dare to make fun of me? I'll
teach !"

My mom covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I wouldn't dare!" But her eyes were full of laughter.

"Dad, don't be so fierce. I won't let you bully Mom!" I stood firmly on my mom's side as always.

My mom laughed so hard she bent over, hugged me tightly, and said, "Xiaofeng is still closest to Mom. He's really Mom's little
man . You have to protect Mom from now on."

Later, I realized that my parents were just flirting. As for how my dad punished my mom with family discipline that night,
I can only imagine it with a burning desire.

My understanding mother knew the pressure my father carried, and she always tried to
ease it . This touched my father deeply, and he continued to work hard. However, with his accounting major
, there wasn't much room for advancement beyond becoming a company's financial manager.

I failed my final exams in the first semester of seventh grade because I was too playful. Surprisingly, my parents didn't
scold . Just as I was secretly relieved, my father and I had a serious conversation. This conversation inspired
me and made me feel the love between my parents once again.

"Xiaofeng, you're a sports star at school, don't you have a lot of girls watching you?"

"No way..." I said shyly.

"Hehe, Dad's been there. From junior high to university, I was always a star athlete
in school, and I was just as popular as you are now."

"Really? Is that why Mom fell for you?" I've always been very curious about my parents' relationship
.

"No, your mother is exceptionally beautiful, but what's rare is her gentle and kind personality. She's not arrogant at all, and was a recognized school beauty
with countless suitors both on and off campus. Your father went to great lengths to win her heart. This is what your father is most proud of in his life."
"That's quite something." Dad changed the subject, saying, "But Xiaofeng, do you know? Since entering society, I've
always felt a bit inferior?"

"Hmm..." I roughly knew, but didn't have a clear answer.

"Your mother is too outstanding. With my current status and wealth, in the eyes of worldly people, I'm
not good enough for your mother."

"Dad, don't say that." I was a little sad.

"There's nothing we can do. This is a money-driven society, and in a money-driven society,
a large part of measuring a person's value lies in wealth and power. That's the reality. Living here, we can't help but care about other people
's opinions."

"But Mom doesn't think that way."

Dad said affectionately, "Your mother is one in a million. Her gentleness and unwavering loyalty to love have warmed my heart
for so many years. You could say that marrying your mother is the result of my good deeds over several lifetimes;
I have no regrets in this life."

"Dad, you're so lucky." I sincerely envied my father because I also thought my mother was the most beautiful and
kindest woman in the world.

"So, Xiaofeng, think about it. If you grow up and a
young woman as outstanding as your mother comes along, do you think you'd be confident you could win her over?" Dad asked. "Times have changed.
Society is much more pragmatic now than it was twenty years ago when your parents lived."

"If she only cares about money, I won't marry her," I retorted defiantly.

"It's not about money. It's normal for beautiful women to be vain. They have better qualities than others,
so choosing a more valuable man is perfectly understandable. Look at all those beauties in Hong Kong and Taiwan, aren't they all vying
to marry into wealthy families?" Dad said. "From another perspective, don't you also want to marry a beautiful and gentle woman?
Then why can't they choose a man with better personal qualities?"

I lowered my head and remained silent, processing these thoughts internally, feeling somewhat conflicted.

"Actually, it's not contradictory." Dad saw what I was thinking and said, "Your
mom and I are very happy that you love to play and exercise. A strong physique is also an indispensable part of personal qualities. Dad is just saying, if you
have a better future, wouldn't you be more valuable and more confident in facing those outstanding women?"

"For example, the class beauty you secretly like now will graduate from a top university, or even
return become a high-level white-collar worker. While you, besides being healthy and good-looking, have no other skills and are still struggling to find a job,
do you think you have the courage to pursue her?"

"I'm not that pathetic..." I said indignantly.

"I was just using an analogy, not saying you'd be that bad," Dad chuckled. "Finding an excellent woman
is a man's first and fundamental goal. If you aim higher, achieve more value,
and give back to society while fulfilling your own desires, seeing a broader perspective, isn't that
much better than being mediocre?"

"You're only in seventh grade. I don't know if it's too early to tell you this. But kids these days are
generally precocious, so I'm still choosing to say this now. Some of these ideas might be hard for you
to accept right now, but I hope you'll think about them carefully. Sports and play aren't bad, but moderation is key,
and you should prioritize your studies, right?"

My parents have very good personalities and have always talked to me with encouragement and discussion, so I
rarely resisted their teachings. I nodded and said, "Dad, I understand. I'll think about what you said carefully
, and I'll definitely make sure I don't fall behind in my studies."

Dad patted my shoulder with satisfaction, opened the door, and left. I breathed a sigh of relief and followed behind him.

Mom was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading. When she saw us come out, she chuckled and said, "
What were you two talking about for so long in the room?"

"There are beauties in books," Dad replied. "I was teaching Xiaofeng to study hard, to make something of himself, so he can attract
a girl as outstanding as his mother."

"You shameless old man! Xiaofeng is so young, and you're already teaching him this!" Mom scolded.

"He's a big boy over 1.7 meters tall, what can't I teach him?" Dad laughed.

"Hmph, Xiaofeng, don't listen to your dad. He used to deceive and trick me. I only
fell for his tricks by accident!" Mom gave Dad a disapproving look.

"Huh? Dad, what did you just say about Mom falling in love with you at first sight and shyly asking for your phone number?"
I asked in surprise.

"What? Xia Yushu!" Mom's almond-shaped eyes widened. "How dare you tell such a colossal lie to your son!"

"I didn't..." Dad was speechless and could only yell at me, "You little rascal, how dare you lie to your own father!"
He rolled up his sleeves and was about to grab me.

"Mom, help!" I laughed and hid next to Mom.

"Good son, come here, Mom will protect you," Mom said.

"Wife, don't listen to this boy's nonsense."

"Hmph, I only believe my son." Mom said, "You, surnamed Xia, actually dared to say that I pursued you? Fine,
you'd better show me how you pursued me back then, or you can forget about entering my room tonight!"

"Okay, okay, I admit it. It's just pursuing my wife again, I'd be happy to do it a hundred times."
Dad really knows how to sweet-talk, and with just one sentence, Mom's heart fluttered. She said softly, "Oh, Old Xia,
you haven't forgotten your methods for pursuing girls."

"The moon shines brightly in the night, the flowers are in quiet spring. How can I face the bright moon and not see the person in the moon? Miss, tonight the moon is bright and the stars
are few, shall we drink wine and admire the moon together?" Dad actually sang a bit of Yue Opera "The West Chamber", and he did it quite well
.

Mom giggled and sang along, "The one reciting poetry on the wall, could it be that twenty-three-year-old unmarried
fool?" Mom deliberately pronounced "foolish" as "wandering," her bright eyes glancing shyly at Dad, her charm
truly captivating.

Dad continued, "Miss, tonight is a beautiful night, a rare opportunity to meet, a moment
of spring night ."

As he spoke, he reached out to take Mom's hand. Mom's hand was taken, her face flushed, but she refused to get up, feigning anger
, "You lecherous scoundrel, how dare you be so frivolous!" Mom's gentle anger was incredibly alluring, and I was completely mesmerized.

Dad then sat down beside Mom, put his arm around her, and truly enjoyed her tenderness.

I was incredibly embarrassed, so I covered my face with my hands and shouted, "High-level PDA, this is torture for single people!"

My interruption interrupted my sweet moment. Mom chuckled,
tilting her head back and laughing. Her long, slender neck and swaying hair made her look like a fairy. Dad stared, mesmerized, and couldn't resist kissing her snow-white neck.
Mom blushed, lightly slapped him, and scolded, "You're so naughty! You're punished by cooking today."

Our family of three lives such a simple yet joyful life.

I sat at my desk, touching a yin-yang jade pendant on my chest, reminiscing about last year, a
warm feeling welling . Dad gave me this pendant when I was twelve, saying it was an heirloom, very good for one's health, and that
I should wear it close to my skin.

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