I will love you across time and space

(I) Blood clots
'Ah...mmm...ah...mmm...' My wife moaned softly beneath me, her face flushed, her lips tightly pressed together, swaying gently to meet my thrusts.
As usual, my wife and I made love in bed, exchanging tender feelings through physical intimacy, composing a melody of affection. I stood by the bed, lifting her legs, my back arching back and forth, my passionate penis gently thrusting in and out of her; she gripped the sheets tightly, her breasts bobbing up and down with my movements, occasionally thrusting out her round belly, as if hinting to me that her due date was approaching.
Aixin—my 24-year-old wife, my beloved, was six months pregnant. Following the doctor's advice, we had been in this position for the past six months to avoid injuring the fetus in the heat of the moment.
Moreover, this position is a feast for the eyes. While enjoying the waves of pleasure, I can also admire the beautiful sight of our joined parts: watching her tender, moist vulva constantly swallowing and releasing my bulging veins, I often can't help but ejaculate.
"Ouch! It hurts...it hurts..." my wife suddenly blurted out. I was startled and immediately stopped. Could it be that I was too impulsive and accidentally bumped her sensitive cervix? "Ouch...it hurts so much...what's wrong...ouch! It hurts..." my wife arched her back, clutching her head, her whole body trembling.
I sensed something was wrong and immediately pulled out, leaning close to her with concern to ask, "What happened? Where does it hurt?"
My wife turned her head, her face pale, beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans on her forehead: "My head... my head hurts... it feels like a knife is scraping inside... ugh... it's happening again... it hurts... I can't take it... Lin... help me... it's so painful..." She hugged me tightly, her previously hot body now cold, her trembling turning into intermittent spasms.
"Hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away." As I spoke, I pulled a blanket over her, then pressed the "Home Emergency Assistance" button on the bedside table, connecting to the emergency center's network, and then made a phone call to my mother-in-law.
Ai Xin and I only met last year, and from the moment we met, love blossomed in each other's hearts. Perhaps this is what people often call "love at first sight"! The first time her beautiful figure entered my eyes, I already told myself: she's the one! She is my other half, I will spend the rest of my life with her, and my genes will continue in her body.
The ambulance quickly took us to a nearby medical center. After X-rays, a brain CT scan, and injections of painkillers and sedatives, Ai-Xin's pain was temporarily relieved. She lay quietly on the hospital bed, semi-conscious, under the care of the doctor. The medical director observed her for a while, reviewed the medical report, and then beckoned me to his office.
"Please sit down," he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. "Mr. Lin, your wife's condition is not optimistic. There is a blood clot beneath the surface of her brain lobe, and it is slowly expanding. Even more serious is that this blood clot is pressing on the pain receptors in the cerebral cortex, causing radiating pain. If this continues, and it compresses nearby brain centers, there will be very unpredictable consequences. You must prepare for the worst." "What consequences?" I anxiously stood up from the chair. "Won't there be no cure?" The medical director pointed to a small black dot circled in red on the X-ray: "If it progresses this way, her vision will gradually deteriorate, and her speech will decline; if it progresses further down, well… it could cause lifelong paralysis, or even be life-threatening. The simplest treatment is usually an injection of a thrombolytic agent, but this drug has the side effect of causing massive uterine bleeding, which is not suitable for pregnant women. Another method is to perform surgery to remove the blood clot. With current medical technology, the success rate of treatment can reach over 96%, but your wife…" "What's wrong?" I interrupted him: "We need to operate on her right away!" "We would normally do that, but your wife is already six months pregnant, and it's not suitable for a full-body surgery unless it's an emergency, such as a car accident, internal bleeding, severe burns, or acute appendicitis, in which case immediate surgery is necessary. But we can't guarantee the safety of both mother and child; often, we can save the mother's life, but the baby's life will be sacrificed." "Is there really no other way?" "I shouted excitedly at the doctor, 'You can cure cancer and AIDS, how can you be helpless with such a small blood clot? Technology is so advanced now, there must be a way to solve this! Please, you must find a way to save their lives!'" The doctor explained, "Currently, the medical community generally uses laser surgery to remove blood clots, but your wife's clot is located in the lower middle part of the brain, which is a 'blind spot' for laser beams. If we were to perform surgery rashly, it could easily damage the useful cells in the brain." As he spoke, he typed a few lines on the keyboard, and a 3D scan of Aixin's brain immediately appeared between us.
"Look," he pressed another key, and the blood clot on the image appeared as a crosshair, with a red line at each corner. He moved the coordinates to adjust the angle of the beam, but no matter how he adjusted it, he couldn't avoid the cerebral cortex and reach the target: "Laser surgery is not suitable for your wife's special condition." "This, this..." I was so anxious I didn't know what to say. Suddenly, a question popped into my head: "How could this blood clot appear so suddenly? My wife has always been very healthy, with a regular diet and lifestyle, no high blood pressure, and no accidents. She couldn't have had a brain hemorrhage for no reason, could she?" "There was an accident, but it was many years ago." At this point, the image changed to my wife's health record. The medical director zoomed in on one section and continued, "When she was four years old, she was in a car accident. The impact to her head caused a small blood vessel to rupture, resulting in mild cerebral congestion, but it stopped quickly.
During her hospitalization, her condition did not worsen, so the hospital decided to postpone brain surgery. If the blood clot doesn't grow, her body will gradually dissolve and absorb it." He adjusted his glasses: "You know, back then, brain surgery was a major operation!" I was a little confused: "Since it was observed at the time that the blood clot didn't grow, and my wife hasn't felt any discomfort over the years, how could it suddenly recur?" "There are many such cases. Latent conditions usually pose no threat, but certain internal or external stimuli can catalyze them, causing a dormant volcano to reactivate. For example, your wife's pregnancy may have caused a surge in hormones, disrupting the body's regulatory balance, which caused this inconspicuous small blood clot to enlarge again. It's like an egg; you can leave it in a basket for a month and it won't hatch, but once it encounters a suitable temperature for development, the cells immediately begin to grow." He continued, typing again, "We will refer to your wife's hospital records from twenty years ago and try to find the best solution. I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, but we cannot rashly perform surgery before we are absolutely certain of the solution. After all, it's a major decision involving two lives. During this time, I think your best course of action is to wait patiently." Just as they were waiting for the computer to search for the hospital records from twenty years ago, the door was pushed open with a bang, and his mother-in-law rushed in: "Lin, what happened to Aixin? How could she suddenly become like this?" Suddenly realizing I'd been a bit rude, I quickly apologized to the doctor, then couldn't help but walk up to him:
"Doctor, please, I only have this one daughter and my little grandson. Please, please, you must find a way to save them..." I awkwardly shrugged at the head of medical affairs, then went over and hugged my mother-in-law: "Mom, don't worry, I believe they will definitely help Aixin get through this." She leaned on my shoulder, just nodding with "Mmm... Ugh..." and began to sob. To avoid interfering with the doctor's review of my wife's medical records, I said to my mother-in-law, "Mom, let's talk in the break room!" and pulled her out of the head of medical affairs' office.
Zhiyuan—my mother-in-law—was over forty, but looked like a mature woman in her thirties, probably due to her profession. She has been working in fashion design for over 20 years and is very particular about her clothing and appearance. Whether it's color matching or accessories, she always manages to create a refreshing look. Coupled with appropriate light makeup and a well-maintained slender figure, she is truly elegant and graceful.
A long, apricot-colored V-neck dress perfectly accentuated her graceful curves, exuding both a fresh, refined air and a mature charm. Her flowing hair cascaded over a khaki, lace-trimmed cape, adding a touch of mystery to her alluring figure. A light brown sheepskin belt paired with matching high-heeled midi boots, and a glimpse of lace peeking out from under the dress, made her fair skin appear even more alluring.
Although my mother-in-law was past her prime, she still had no shortage of suitors. What puzzled me was that she remained single, without even a close boyfriend, which was truly perplexing. My wife said that she still harbored feelings for her father-in-law all these years. Perhaps it was the experience of life that made her look down on other men, or perhaps it was because she focused all her attention on her precious daughter. For so many years, her heart had only held two people—her husband and her daughter.
Speaking of my father-in-law, he's practically a mystery. My mother-in-law has never mentioned anything about him—his name, appearance, where he came from, or even why they separated. My wife only said he was handsome and a very loving husband and father, but she was too young then to remember. By the time she was old enough to understand, he had already passed away. I
tried to find some clues on Ai-xin's birth certificate, but my parents-in-law weren't married when Ai-xin was born; they were just living together. Therefore, the 'father' section was blank, offering no clue. Whenever
I asked about my father-in-law's past, my mother-in-law would always evade the question, as if there was something else going on, which only fueled my suspicions. Although I was very curious, seeing the pain on her face every time I brought it up made me hesitant to press further.
The only thing my father-in-law left behind was this ring I was wearing. It was a family heirloom from my wife's family, and my mother-in-law had always treasured it in her jewelry box. It wasn't until my wedding day, when Ai-xin and I exchanged rings, that my mother-in-law solemnly gave it to Ai-xin, who then placed it on my finger during the church wedding ceremony.
(II) Flying Over
In the lounge, I explained Ai-xin's condition to my mother-in-law in detail, and told her the medical director's analysis and opinions on the surgery. My mother-in-law leaned against me, crying uncontrollably, murmuring as she listened to my story:
'Why am I so unlucky… God is so unfair to me… All the misfortunes have fallen on me… I've already lost a beloved person, why must he take away my only hope…' 'Mom, calm down,' I said, patting her back. 'Ai-xin is a lucky person; she will definitely get through this. Besides, modern medicine is advanced; the doctors will surely find a way to solve the problem, and Ai-xin's illness will eventually be cured.' "That's what I said, but deep down I wasn't sure either. Seeing my heartbroken mother-in-law in my arms, and thinking of my wife lying in the hospital bed battling illness, I hated myself for being powerless against nature and lamented my inability to change their difficult fate. Oh God, if only I could remove their suffering, if only I could save my wife and child from the clutches of death, even if I had to bear all the hardship myself, even if it meant giving up everything, even my life, I would agree without hesitation!
My mother-in-law and I sadly entered Aixin's ward and stood silently by her bedside. My wife was covered in IV tubes and wore an oxygen mask; she was still unconscious. She lay motionless on the bed with her eyes closed, looking as if she were peacefully sleeping, only her fair skin now appeared even paler, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly every now and then, showing her tenacious life force constantly fighting against death."
My mother-in-law held my wife's hand in hers, saying with deep emotion, "Daughter, it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you, and you've suffered so much..." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face again. "If I had been by your side that day, this accident wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault for being so careless." She sighed, "If everything could be done over again, things might not have turned out this way." "Everything could be done over again?" A ridiculous thought suddenly popped into my head: the time machine that the scientific research institute I worked for was developing for the Ministry of Defense was in its final stages, only lacking biological testing.
Sending animals to other eras would leave no clue about the results, and finding suitable human subjects for experiments was impossible. Besides, this was a highly classified defense research project; it couldn't recruit volunteers like other medical experiments. If I used this time machine to go back twenty years to the day my wife had her accident and prevented it, wouldn't all the problems be solved?
As for how to return to this era afterward, I didn't have time to think about it carefully. I only knew that the research institute had existed for twenty years, but at that time it was just a small-scale electronics company and hadn't yet been incorporated into the Ministry of National Defense. However, given enough materials and my thorough understanding of the time machine's structure and the daily operating procedures I designed, I was fully capable of replicating an identical machine.
Having made up my mind, I patted my mother-in-law's hand: "Mom, stay here with Ai-xin a little longer. I'm going to discuss the surgery details with the medical director. It might be late. If you're tired, go home first; I won't see you off." Under my mother-in-law's slightly suspicious gaze, I hurriedly left the hospital and immediately drove back to the research institute.
Just as I parked the maglev car at the institute's entrance and let the automatic parking system guide the car into the garage, the security guard greeted me: "Director Lin, coming back to work so late?" He smiled and greeted me.
"Hmm, I suddenly remembered there's a section of code in the program that needs fixing. I was afraid I'd forget it tomorrow, so I rushed back to finish it before I felt at ease." I made up an excuse while placing my hand on the fingerprint scanner to register, and with my other hand, I pulled out the electronic digital key to open the lab from my pocket.
Back in the familiar lab I see every day, I sat down and pressed a few buttons on the time machine's complex dashboard. Lines of data immediately flashed across the surrounding computer screens. This was a piece of cake for me; I could set it up even with my eyes closed. Without hesitation, I adjusted the time to twenty years ago. Oh no, what about the date?
I didn't know the exact time of Ai-Xin's accident, only that it was a few days after her fourth birthday. I had left again while waiting for the computer to search for old records at the hospital. Since she was born in April 2002, adjusting the time to the end of March should be plenty of time.
The landing point, of course, was set in front of my mother-in-law's house, so I would have more time to understand the surrounding traffic conditions back then and analyze what contingency measures I should have taken to prevent the accident from happening.
After all the data was calibrated, I started the countdown timer and entered the time-space transfer chamber. The moment I closed the door, I began to worry about the success or failure of this mission. What if the machine malfunctioned and I was sent to some unknown time and space? Not only would I be unable to prevent the accident, but I also wouldn't be able to return to the present to care for my wife, who was lying in a hospital bed and desperately needed my company. What should I do?
Before I could think or regret anything further, the countdown timer quickly jumped to 'zero'. A bright white light flashed before my eyes, and a continuous 'buzzing' sound filled my ears. I felt as if every cell in my body was trembling, my mind went blank, as if an invisible hand was kneading my body into various shapes and then tearing it to pieces. Soon after, I lost consciousness.
... When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying on a patch of grass, surrounded by darkness. I shook my head to clear my mind and then looked around. This was a small residential area, with rows of two-story detached houses lining both sides of the road. It was probably late at night, as only a few houses still had lights on. Apart from the rustling of the maple trees in front of the houses in the wind, there was no other noise. The roads were spotless, and the fresh scent of flowers and grass filled the air, invigorating me—a far cry from the polluted air of my time.
I hadn't smelled such fresh air in years. I took a deep, greedy breath and then began to survey the surroundings, preparing to pinpoint my mother-in-law's location, just in time for my historical mission.
I walked to the nearest house and checked the address. I was immediately stunned. It was at least two hundred meters away from my mother-in-law's residence. It seemed the time machine's landing point had a significant error; I'd definitely have to correct it when I got back.
I searched house by house until I finally found my mother-in-law's house. I sat down on a bench behind the bushes across the street, patiently waiting for dawn.
According to my schedule, my wife should be almost four years old by now. My mother-in-law would take her to kindergarten in the morning, and my father-in-law would go to work. I could take this opportunity to learn about their daily routines and routes so I could plan contingency plans for any unexpected events next month. Hehe, I could also catch a glimpse of my father-in-law and resolve the mysteries that had been troubling me for years.
A creaking door woke me from my slumber. I don't know when I fell asleep. It was already bright outside, and the streets were full of people going to work, school, walking their dogs, and jogging. A long-haired woman who looked like a college student came out of the house across the street. She was carrying a few books and crossed the street towards me after closing the door.
My heart pounded. How did she know I was secretly watching her? What excuse could I use to explain everything? I quickly realized this was just my guilty conscience; it turned out there was a school bus stop ahead, and she was just there to catch the bus to school. I thought about it carefully—wait a minute! My mother-in-law had already graduated from university before Ai-xin was born, so how could she still be a student? Had I mistaken her for someone else?
As if to confirm for me, my mother-in-law—no, facing such a beautiful young woman, younger than me, calling her my mother-in-law seemed a bit inappropriate. While waiting for the bus, Zhi-yuan inadvertently turned her
head and looked in my direction. When our eyes met, her face, her eyes, her trademark dimples—she was a carbon copy of Ai-xin, making me absolutely certain that she was indeed Ai-xin's mother—Zhi-yuan. She wore a pure white off-the-chest blouse, a light blue plaid long skirt, her long, dark hair held back with a pink hair clip, striped socks, and low-heeled black leather shoes—simple and unpretentious, a typical college student's attire. When her gaze fell on me, she paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled. Perhaps realizing it was a bit impolite to do so in front of a stranger, she quickly turned away, embarrassed.
Just then, the school bus arrived. Before boarding, she turned back to look at me again, her sweet smile still lingering on her pretty face, making her dimples deepen. I was stunned. That smile, so captivating, was like an invisible thread binding my heart, pulling it along with the slowly departing school bus.
Only when the school bus disappeared completely did I realize that a high tent had been pitched in my pants. Oh dear! This was my future mother-in-law! How could I be so rude! But my mother-in-law's beauty in her youth was truly unparalleled; no wonder I, her son-in-law, couldn't control myself.
After the waves of emotion that had been stirred within me finally subsided, I began to feel that something was amiss. I tried to figure out what was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. My rumbling stomach interrupted my thoughts. I temporarily set aside my series of questions and decided to find a place to empty my purse before making any further plans.
Reaching the entrance of a fast-food restaurant, I suddenly realized that our era's "electronic points-based credit cards" were completely useless here. In the early 21st century, banknotes were still the currency, and I had no such thing! Luckily, there was a jewelry store next door, so I immediately moved my most valuable possession—a necklace—from my neck to the counter.
The owner examined the necklace several times, his face showing little interest. As I reluctantly prepared to leave, the electronic multi-function watch on my wrist caught his attention. This advanced high-tech product could transmit images and information in real time, detect the smallest internal changes, and its functions were almost identical to a miniature computer. In this era, it was a rare treasure, and thus, it was quickly sold for a high price.
While waiting for the boss to go to the accounting office to get the money, I glanced at myself in the mirror. The sight nearly made me fall off my chair. While my facial features and overall shape hadn't changed, the proportions of my features were unbelievably perfect—so handsome I didn't even recognize myself. This was clearly another error from the time machine. Instead of a direct copy during cell recombination at the landing point, it recalculated according to the golden ratio, something I hadn't anticipated. Although it was an error, it was more acceptable; I was still considering whether to fix it later.
After filling my stomach, I leisurely sipped my coffee and picked up a newspaper to kill time. As soon as I opened the first page, four numbers jumped into my eyes, and my head immediately went cold. My palms sweated, my limbs trembled, and my mind went blank. This time, the time machine error was the biggest, completely disrupting my plans and leaving me in a dilemma. The newspaper was dated '1997,' meaning the time machine error had sent me five years too early!
Good heavens! This joke was pretty outrageous, but all the anomalies could be explained: in 1997, Zhiyuan was just twenty years old and still in university. Of course, Aixin hadn't been born yet. If I were to wait until the accident happened, I would have to stay here for another five years! No, I had to go back immediately. My wife, who was in a coma in the hospital, needed my company. I could always come back after correcting the time machine's errors.
I immediately went to find the predecessor of the research institute. Although I knew that at this time it hadn't yet expanded to the scale of being selected by the Ministry of National Defense as a high-tech research and development partner, and was just an ordinary electronics company, I figured that using their materials and my skills, replicating another time machine shouldn't be a problem. After
several twists and turns, I finally found the predecessor of the research institute. As soon as I stepped into the shop, I was stunned. It turned out to be just a simple little computer repair shop with only two employees. Not to mention the materials and facilities for replicating the time machine, they even lacked advanced electronic parts. Oh no, I'm in a situation like a sailor stranded on a deserted island, unable to reach my destination or return to where I started, stuck in the timeline of twenty-five years ago.
Dejected and frustrated, I paced the streets, pondering how to get through these five incredibly long years. As if drawn by an invisible magnetic force, I found myself unconsciously back in front of Zhiyuan's residence. Sitting on a bench across the street, I was filled with remorse. I had acted impulsively without careful consideration, and now that damned time machine had left me in such a predicament.
(III) Encountering
the vibrant sunset: The fiery red clouds gradually turned into dark gray clouds, the sky slowly darkened, and lights began to pierce the windows of buildings. The streets became increasingly deserted, and night quietly descended.
Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared in my field of vision. Zhiyuan was returning home from school, carrying several more books than when she left that morning. It seemed she had spent a considerable amount of time at the library, hence her late return.
Watching the light come on in her house, a thought crossed my mind. Judging by the timeline, she should already be living with her father-in-law. If I found a way to go back to the future, perhaps I could subtly remind him to be careful about the accident that might happen when Aixin is four years old. That way, they could be entrusted with resolving the disaster, and I could peacefully return to my own time to be with my beloved wife, instead of wasting five years here.
I surveyed my surroundings; it was quiet and sparsely populated. I secretly circled around to the back of Zhiyuan's house, planning to first understand her family's situation, and then try to get to know them tomorrow. Once we were friends, the rest would be easier.
All the windows in Zhiyuan's house were tightly closed and the curtains were drawn, making it impossible to see inside. Just as I was about to give up in disappointment, I noticed a small light shining from a window near the back garden. I stepped over a few bushes to peek through the window, only to find it was just a bathroom. It didn't seem to be of much help in gathering information about their lives. I turned to leave and think of another way, but what I saw next made me change my mind.
Zhiyuan walked in, oblivious to the tiny crack in the bathroom window, and calmly put on her shower cap and began to shower. I was shocked to realize that someone else taking a bath was an extremely immoral and vulgar act, but my feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.
As Zhiyuan slowly removed her outer garment and skirt, and then reached behind her to unfasten the clasps, my blood rushed to my head, and my gaze was fixed on her vibrant and beautiful body. With the removal of the fabric, two firm, full mounds of flesh immediately came into view, their smooth curves forming two beautiful arcs on either side, contrasting beautifully with her flat stomach and slender waist, making one marvel at the artistry of nature.
Each snow-white mound was adorned with a small, erect nipple, like a cherry garnishing a cup of ice cream. Zhiyuan lowered her breasts, proudly reaching under them to gently lift them a few times in front of the bathroom mirror, then bent down to remove her small beige panties. With each movement, her breasts heaved and swayed back and forth.
The first thing that caught my eye was her full buttocks, two smooth, semi-circular mounds of flesh with a deep cleavage between them, completely hidden by the tightly packed cleft. Only the tips of her thighs, forming an alluring peach-like shape, were faintly visible.
After Zhiyuan took off her clothes, she straightened up and slowly turned around, completely naked. My gaze inadvertently fell on the small area below her abdomen. In an instant, my penis sprang to life, creating a high pyramid in the front of my pants.
Zhiyuan's pubic hair wasn't thick; it was sparsely arranged in a straight line on the lower half of her mons pubis, extending to both sides. Although it was only a small patch, it was still eye-catching and striking against her white skin, with a clear contrast between black and white. Because of the sparse hair, it gave a clean, neat, and orderly impression, and even the small, tender, rosy parts of her labia were clearly visible.
Zhiyuan first sat on the toilet and urinated, then stepped into the bathtub and began to shower. She carefully lathered her body with shower gel, starting with her breasts. The soft, elastic mounds, covered in foam, slid between her fingers, changing shapes. I was mesmerized, a sense of immersion growing within me, as if my own hands were holding and kneading her breasts.
Her hands gently rubbed her breasts in circular motions, occasionally pinching and rubbing her nipples with her fingertips. Whether due to the water temperature or the provocative stimulation, her nipples quickly turned bright red and hardened. Zhiyuan's eyes were narrowed, her red lips slightly parted, seemingly lost in the bliss of the shower.
Infected by this alluring scene, my breathing became heavy, and images of my wife reaching sexual arousal under my caresses flashed through my mind, my erection growing uncontrollably, almost bursting out of my pants.
My hands rubbed her breasts for a while, then gradually moved downwards, carefully wiping her lower abdomen, waist, and back before reaching her mysterious triangle. My fingertips scratched it a few times, then slipped into the cleft between her legs. Two soft, pink labia held my fingers between them, wriggling as my fingers moved back and forth, creating a cascade of neon-colored bubbles from the shower gel.
After a while, I narrowed the range of my fingers' movement, focusing intently on a small area at the tip of her vulva. Zhiyuan's face showed an expression of enjoyment, her breathing becoming rapid, just like mine, occasionally trembling as if she'd been electrocuted.
Completely absorbed in this unexpected reward, I forgot where I was, forgot the purpose of my secret inspection, and reached down to my own crotch, rubbing the high, protruding tent in my pants, joining Zhiyuan in the pursuit of pleasure.
Suddenly, Zhiyuan seemed to realize something, her face flushing instantly. She quickly withdrew her fingers from between her legs and moved them to her calves to wipe them. Her legs seemed a little weak, and she slowly leaned back to sit on the edge of the bathtub, then lifted one leg and placed it on the rim, continuing to wash her calves with an air of seriousness.
This time, it was my turn to feel weak in the knees. Her posture, with her spread thighs facing me, revealed the alluring scenery at the end of her legs. I could see that her clitoris, which had just been stimulated by my fingers, was slightly parted to the sides, and I could clearly see that it was engorged and erect, hard and sticking out from under the foreskin; her labia minora were no longer as soft as before, but had become hard and red, standing straight up on both sides.
What made my heart pound most was the opening at the bottom; the tender, rosy flesh was gently undulating, as if eagerly awaiting something to fill the arousal. I could even see some sticky, clear liquid seeping from the opening, flowing down my perineum to the edge of the bathtub, forming a small, glistening puddle unlike the foam of the shower gel.
I could no longer resist the stimulation of this erotic scene. My breathing quickened, my heart raced, and my hand rubbed faster and faster. Then, a wave of pain washed over me, my head went numb, and after a few shivers, the front of my pants was soaked. I exhaled a long breath, finally releasing all the pent-up
desire with a final, powerful ejaculation. Zhiyuan seemed to have calmed down. She focused intently on carefully wiping her calves and toes, rinsing them thoroughly with the showerhead. When she looked up to grab a towel, she seemed to notice something and immediately got up, nervously walking towards me. Oh no! I've been discovered! I quickly crouched down and hid in the flower bushes.
With a 'click,' Zhiyuan closed the window tightly. It turned out she had only accidentally noticed a crack and was simply closing it. But I was already terrified. My pants were sticky and uncomfortable, and further observation probably wouldn't yield any new information, so I left disappointed, deciding to investigate again tomorrow.
I rented a suite in a nearby apartment. After taking a hot shower and removing my soiled pants, I lay in bed planning tomorrow's operation. But my mind wouldn't settle. Every time I closed my eyes, Zhiyuan's charming smile, her curvaceous body, especially her overflowing wetness, immediately flashed into my mind, making my heart race and my desire uncontrollable. In desperation, I gripped my penis and gave it another hard shot before finally drifting off to sleep.
After breakfast, I went to the store and bought a few sets of clothes and daily necessities. Judging from the current situation, I'll have to stay here for a while longer before I can return to my own time; there's no way I can't stay any longer. I waited for a long time across from Zhiyuan's house, but she didn't come out. She's probably already at school. Okay, I'll wait for her live-in boyfriend to appear. He'll always come out to get the newspaper or milk, and then I'll take the opportunity to strike up a conversation. Once I get to know them, things will be easier.
One day, two days, three days… I've waited for five days in total. Every day, besides seeing Zhiyuan go to school and come home, I haven't seen her boyfriend, not even a cat. Strange, I feel something's not right. To find out what's going on, it seems the only way is to ask Zhiyuan herself.
"Miss, hello! Excuse my abruptness, but I have a question for you." Taking advantage of Zhiyuan taking out her keys to open the door after school, I braced myself and went up to greet her.
"Hehe, what a coincidence! I also wanted to ask you a question!" "Zhiyuan gave me an unexpected answer.
I had already expected that her embarrassing moment after the bath would be exposed. 'Ladies first, you go first!' I was mentally prepared for a scolding, but for the sake of the situation, I had to swallow my pride and play dumb.
'I'd like to hire you as my model for two hours. Would you be willing?' Zhiyuan said earnestly.
'This…' I was overjoyed to have the opportunity to get close to her so easily! I was so happy that I even started to stutter. Zhiyuan is so adorable; she always gives you unexpected surprises."
Seeing my hesitation, she quickly added, "I'll pay you according to the rules." "Ah, no, that's not what I meant," I hurriedly explained, "I just wanted to ask, you...you're not afraid I'm a bad person?" Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Was that the question you wanted to ask me earlier?" Her humor eased my nervousness, and I smiled back, "Not before, but now I am." Then she asked curiously, "By the way, how did you come up with the idea of having me as your model?" "Well," she brushed a strand of hair that was blowing across her face in the breeze, "I'm writing my graduation thesis on future fashion trends. Last week, while waiting for the school bus, I saw you wearing an outfit that was very avant-garde, perfectly matching my vision of futuristic clothing. So I wanted to invite you to wear that outfit again so I could draw some sketches." That was practically fashion from twenty-five years in the future! Her keen sense of fashion trends truly impressed me. I recalled my attire a few days ago when I was transported here by the time machine—a long robe-like garment with a cloak at the back, a large almond-shaped collar at the front, and silver trim. To an ordinary person, it looked completely out of place with modern fashion, even somewhat comical. No wonder Zhiyuan burst out laughing when she first saw it. Only Zhiyuan possessed discerning eyes, immediately grasping the future trends of fashion, which made me admire her exceptional intelligence even more.
I hurriedly agreed, "Of course, it's my duty to help you, my lady." Then I smiled and said, "You haven't answered my question yet!" She confidently replied, "It's simple. Judging from your clothing, you don't live in this city. Although your accent isn't too different from ours, you use some words I don't understand, so I guess you're from some small town nearby." If someone leaves their hometown solely to commit burglary, that's going to great lengths. Besides, if you intended to steal, you would have had plenty of opportunities to do so while I wasn't home. But you've been behaving very well in this area for the past few days, so it seems you have another purpose. 'So she'd been watching me closely from the beginning. I thought I was just observing her!' I said casually, 'I have a younger brother who's been missing for many years. I recently got this address from a friend, who said he lives here with his wife. I've come to find him and reunite with him.' She laughed, 'I think your friend must have given you the wrong address. I'm not married yet, I live alone. What man would be coming and going here?' After a pause, she added, 'What's your brother's name? I'll look him up for you when I have time. Maybe he lives nearby! Oh, excuse me, may I ask your surname?' 'My name is Tang Wei.' I made up a name to get by, 'Excuse me, may I ask your name, Miss?' "Hehe, stop being so formal, just call me Zhiyuan." She opened the front door and came inside, turning back to me and saying,
"Just come over at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Then she smiled and added, "Remember to wear that outfit!" At three o'clock on Saturday afternoon, I arrived at Zhiyuan's house as agreed. The living room wasn't furnished, but it was simply and elegantly decorated with soft colors, giving a comfortable feeling as soon as you entered. To the left of the hallway were two bedrooms, and to the right were the kitchen and bathroom. At the end was a floor-to-ceiling glass door leading to the back garden, offering a panoramic view of the vibrant flowers in full bloom.
I changed back into the clothes I wore when I landed in the guest room and came out of the living room. Zhiyuan was already prepared. Luckily, I had taken my pants to the dry cleaners a few days ago, otherwise, the large stain of semen on my crotch would have been embarrassing enough. If Zhiyuan suddenly asked out of curiosity, was I supposed to lie and say it was a fashionable floral print?
Zhiyuan sat on the sofa, sketching while directing me to turn, bend, straighten my chest, and raise my arms. I tried my best to cooperate, posing as she requested, so she could capture the features and details of the clothing. In less than two hours, she had finished her work, drawing no fewer than twenty sketches.
"Here, have a cup of coffee before you leave! Thank you so much for your help this time." When I came out of the guest room after changing, Zhiyuan was already holding a steaming cup of coffee. I quickly took it and sat down on the sofa. The aroma of coffee wafted through the air. Taking a sip, oh, although I wasn't sure what kind of coffee it was, I was certain it was the most fragrant and strongest coffee I had ever tasted.
Zhiyuan sat down beside me and handed me some bills: "Mr. Tang, this is your payment for two hours of work. Please count it. Thank you again for your help!" I shook her hand and pushed it back: "Did I say I was going to take your money?" "You're still a student, earning money isn't easy. Keep the money for yourself, or consider it a scholarship from me." Zhiyuan: "How could I accept that!" Just as she was about to continue, she suddenly realized her hands were being held by a man she had only recently met. She quickly pulled them away and placed them on her lap, her face immediately flushing red with embarrassment.
From her reaction, I could almost tell she had never had a boyfriend. Based on my observations over the past few days, Zhiyuan was probably still single. No wonder she reacted so strongly to such superficial contact with a man. It seemed I needed to help her get used to interactions between men and women, lest she miss her chance when her true love appeared.
I calmly described the features and advantages of future clothing, revealed some future technological developments and applications, and occasionally imparted some knowledge about male-female social interaction, of course, without mentioning where I came from or the purpose of my visit. She listened attentively to my explanations, occasionally asking insightful questions. Her gaze, initially surprised by my unique perspectives, gradually transformed into admiration for my broad knowledge and foresight.
From that day on, we became inseparable friends. I would often visit her after school and we would talk until late at night before she reluctantly saw me off. On weekends when she didn't have classes, she would personally cook a few dishes for me to try, and of course, I would always enjoy a cup of delicious coffee afterwards.
(IV) Getting to
Know Each Other As the saying goes, "familiarity breeds fondness." After a while, I noticed that the look in Zhiyuan's eyes was no longer the surprise or admiration I had when we first met, but rather a warm affection hidden within. Sometimes, when I was speaking, she would listen quietly with a sweet smile. When I stopped to ask if there was anything that needed further explanation, she would snap out of her reverie and say, "Oh, no, I was listening!" Then, playfully mimicking my tone, she said in a refined manner, "A single conversation with you is worth more than ten years of study!" This made me laugh.
This kind of gaze wasn't unfamiliar to me; when Ai-Xin and I whispered sweet nothings in bed, she often wore the same expression, making me unconsciously identify with her and her daughter. It's no wonder; not only were their figures similar, but their speech, eyes, and even their every smile were so alike. Sometimes it gave me the illusion that I was back with my wife, the two of us nestled in our love nest, chatting idly.
The night was so peaceful; a gentle breeze rustled the maple leaves, casting undulating patterns on the windowpane, like the unpredictable ups and downs of life. I didn't know if I was developing feelings for her or seeing her as an embodiment of Ai-Xin, but for a moment, I couldn't help but embrace Zhi-Yuan, gazing intently into her bright eyes.
Zhiyuan didn't push me away; it all seemed to happen naturally. She simply gazed at me tenderly, a thousand words unspoken.
I hugged her tighter, our bodies drawing ever closer, everything happening in an instant. We closed our eyes simultaneously, our lips pressed tightly together, greedily absorbing each other's boundless love, our hearts burning with a passionate desire.
I slipped my tongue between Zhiyuan's lips, parting her teeth, teasing her tongue. At first, the love-struck Zhiyuan was clumsy, unsure how to react, but she gradually mastered the art of flirting, our tongues intertwining skillfully.
I cupped her cheeks, she wrapped her arms around my neck, and we poured out the love that had been building up deep within our hearts. I felt Zhiyuan's face burning hot, her breathing labored, her body languid and weak as if her bones had been removed, as if she were about to melt from the burning desire.
I held her and leaned forward, slowly pressing her down onto the sofa, continuing to kiss her while my hands kneaded her breasts. She hugged me tighter, her lips leaving mine, unable to control herself as she moaned, "Ah...ah..."
After rubbing her breasts for a while, I slipped my hand inside her clothes, lifted her bra, and cupped her entire breast in my palm. She gave a token resistance, then quickly succumbed to my skillful flirting. I rubbed both breasts alternately, occasionally pinching her nipples between two fingers and rubbing the tips with my thumb, stimulating Zhiyuan to arch her entire upper body. I then slipped my hand into the crevice of her back and loosened the clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts to my full pleasure.
Zhiyuan was completely overwhelmed by my onslaught, biting her lip tightly, trying her best to suppress any moans of love. But when I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it, she finally couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a long "Ah..." as she wrapped her legs around my back, clamping them around my waist, and rubbing them against my crotch.
I moved my lips to her other nipple and continued sucking, my hand already slipping under her elastic band to caress her. My fingers scratched at it for a while, then suddenly went to rub it. I knew she was quick to heat up after our last bath, but I hadn't expected my caresses to arouse her to this extent. Just by touching her with my fingers, I could feel her two small breasts hard and erect, her nipples protruding, easily accessible without any searching.
My fingers lingered inside, sometimes rubbing, sometimes kneading, sometimes gently probing. Zhiyuan had never endured such torment before. Like a live fish, she swayed and twisted her hips on the sofa, feeling both miserable as if she were in hell and blissful as if she were in heaven.
I stepped off the sofa and stripped Zhiyuan of all her upper clothing, then gently pulled down her sides, completely removing the last obstacle from her body. A pristine, naked body lay before me, her skin flawless, with a rosy glow. Her perfectly proportioned figure was breathtaking. If one were to find a comparable figure, I think only Venus, the goddess of love, could compare.
I bent Zhiyuan's legs and spread them apart, revealing her voluptuous figure in its entirety, already soaking wet and glistening. Zhiyuan crossed her arms to cover her breasts, peeking out at me. Seeing me staring at her breasts, which were being opened to a man for the first time, she quickly closed her eyes again, her cheeks burning red.
I crouched down, pinched and pried open Zhiyuan's two small labia, and the complex structure of her female genitalia was immediately revealed: the extremely engorged clitoris was a deep reddish-purple, stiff and stretched to the sides, and even if I let go, it wouldn't close again; the tender vulva had swelled up to the size of a small red bean, proudly standing at the top; a trickle of mucus constantly seeped from the opening, emitting a faint fragrance into the air.
I lowered my head and licked it with the tip of my tongue, and Zhiyuan immediately cried out, "Ah..." followed by a shiver: "No...don't...it's dirty..." Of course, I wouldn't obey, and continued to lick it repeatedly, Zhiyuan's whole body convulsing, and the copious amount of fluid gushing out even wet my chin.
I used the tip of my tongue to dab the flowing fluid into my mouth, tasting the slippery, slightly alkaline secretions, while simultaneously using the tip of my tongue to tease and poke at the constantly opening and closing vulva. Zhiyuan, her body arched, gripped my head with both hands, trembling violently. It seemed that if I licked her a little longer, she would climax immediately.
My penis was already throbbing, hard and painfully bulging in my pants. Seeing that the foreplay was almost done, it was time to unleash its full potential. So I swept Zhiyuan up in my arms and strode towards the bedroom.
I placed her on the bed and quickly stripped myself naked, facing Zhiyuan. I knelt between her legs, using two fingers to spread her thighs, and gently rubbing my penis against her vulva with the other. Zhiyuan knew she was about to experience the most important moment of her life. She opened her eyes and looked at me affectionately, saying, "Mr. Tang… um, Awei, this is my first time… please don't be too rough!" I tapped my penis against her mons pubis: "I know." "I'll be very gentle, don't be nervous, just relax." Zhiyuan glanced down and saw my bulging penis swaggering proudly. She had never observed an adult man's erect penis so closely before, and was instantly filled with fear and shame, quickly closing her eyes again.
Although Zhiyuan was mentally prepared to give up her virginity, her legs were still tense, only slightly parted. Her hymen needed to be fully stretched to break easily, minimizing the pain. So my first task was to relax her as much as possible. I lay on top of her, kneading her breasts, slowly moving closer to her, then making shallow movements with my mouth. Gradually, her legs opened wider and wider, her guardedness overwhelmed by pleasure, no longer as apprehensive as before.
Taking advantage of her beginning to experience the pleasure of intercourse, after a few thrusts, I suddenly thrust hard, pushing the entire length along the lubricated shaft to its limit. "Ouch! It hurts!" "It hurts..." Zhiyuan cried out, her legs clamping together.
I remained motionless, quietly enjoying the constricting sensation caused by the tense contractions of her muscles. Every part of my torso was tightly enveloped and compressed by the walls, leaving no gap between our genitals, as if we were born conjoined.
Zhiyuan's eyes were still tightly closed, but I noticed a few tears slowly seeping from her eyes. "Did I hurt you?" I gently kissed her cheek and asked her tenderly. Zhiyuan didn't answer, only shook her head.
"Do you regret being with me?" I asked again, and she shook her head again.
"Do you hate me for taking your virginity?" I really didn't understand what I had done wrong. Zhiyuan shook her head even more violently, then suddenly hugged me tightly: "Awei, don't leave me..." Then she began to sob softly.
Women are truly strange creatures. Aixin also shed tears like this when she gave me her virginity, and I also refused to answer why she was crying. Was it pain? Regret? Joy? Sadness? I don't know. The meaning behind those few tears a woman sheds after saying goodbye is something we men will never understand.
After resting for a while, Zhiyuan's tightly clenched legs relaxed slightly. I knew the most painful moment had passed, and the untouched land awaited my exploration. So I placed my hands under her armpits and began to move my lower abdomen, slowly thrusting in and out of her tight passage, letting her get used to the pleasure produced by the friction between male and female genitalia.
As I slowly thrust, I looked down at our point of contact. Strands of blood mixed with the discharge flowed from her vulva, carried out with each thrust, running down her perineum and staining the sheets a beautiful pink pattern. Her hymen had been punctured, the torn remnant sticking to the foreskin, turning back and forth with the thrusting motion, marking that its owner had officially transformed from a girl into a woman.
With each thrust, Zhiyuan's sensitive body began to react. The pain was gradually replaced by pleasure. She gritted her teeth and moaned softly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, feeling the ripples of pleasure spreading throughout her body.
I bent her legs higher and pushed in deeper, each thrust reaching the very end. Zhiyuan became increasingly wet, the clear, beautiful 'plop, plop' sounds echoing in the bedroom with the rhythm of my thrusts.
Although the abundant lubrication made the thrusting smooth, it was still like a newly opened gate. Zhiyuan's tight walls enveloped me like suction cups, making each insertion and withdrawal produce an incomparably blissful sensation, making me want to continue endlessly.
Zhiyuan's skin began to turn red, her breathing became rapid and shallow, and she held me tightly with both hands, her nails even digging into the skin on my back; her previous low moans had now become more and more intense, and she began to twitch slightly, and her whole body would tremble violently from time to time. It seemed that she was about to explode.
"Wei...Wei...I can't take it anymore...Ah...This feeling is so strange...How could this happen...I think I'm going to...Ah...It feels so good...Keep moving...Oh...I can't...I really can't take it anymore...Wei...I'm going to come..." Zhiyuan's alluring voice, combined with the sucking sensation caused by her spasms, excited me immensely. I quickened my pace and worked harder, and soon I felt waves of tingling and itching. My penis was hard and red, clearly on the verge of ejaculation. Since I was already losing control, and since it was Zhiyuan's first time, it shouldn't last too long. I decided to go to the peak of ecstasy with her.
I pressed myself against Zhiyuan, holding her tightly. She clung to me just as tightly, our upper bodies pressed together, while our lower bodies collided wildly. The sizzling sounds of our bodies colliding, the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh, Zhiyuan's moans of ecstasy mingled with my heavy breathing, weaving together a beautiful symphony between our two naked bodies, lost in passionate embrace.
Zhiyuan gasped for breath, then began to convulse. Suddenly, her whole body tensed as if in a spasm. "Ah...I...I...I..." Before she could finish her sentence, she began to tremble violently, as if she were shivering. Her body contracted and relaxed incessantly, so pleasurable that I couldn't go any further. I thrust all the way in, ready to ejaculate.
Like a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy, Zhiyuan clung to my body desperately, her head thrown back, her whole body trembling. Suddenly, a gush of hot fluid surged from her womb, spraying onto my erect penis pressed against her cervix. With a shudder, mine also shot out, pouring out all my love into her body without reservation.
The two hot streams merged and became one, just like our true state at that moment. Before the afterglow had even faded, we couldn't wait to kiss deeply again, exchanging saliva and feeling the mixture of yin and yang fluids overflowing from within us, slowly flowing out from the gap between our intertwined genitals.
As if all my strength had been exhausted with the ejaculation, Zhiyuan and I remained silent, not uttering a single word. Our two languid bodies remained in the same position, overlapping, not even wanting to move a finger. I truly wished time could stand still, so we could sleep like this forever.
After a long while, Zhiyuan finally opened her eyes, looking at me with a shy smile, and said, "Awei, from today onwards... I'm yours now. Don't let me down!" I tapped her nose: "Hehe, you said I didn't seem like a bad person, and you've already lost confidence? Besides, from this moment on, aren't I yours too?" "You're so cheeky!" Zhiyuan scolded playfully, burying her head in my heart with a happy smile.
From then on, I became her lover. I gave up my apartment and moved into Zhiyuan's house to live with her, leading a sweet life like a young married couple. In this time and space that doesn't belong to me, I have a warm family of my own, and life has finally settled down. I'm just waiting for the day five years later that will change Ai Xin's fate.
(V)
Three months later, Zhi Yuan graduated smoothly with her excellent thesis and was even hired as a senior designer by the fashion department of a multinational company. Of course, I wouldn't be idle either. I sold a program that I wrote that uses computers to stimulate bioelectric currents and change endocrine components to control diseases to the owner of that computer repair shop and earned a considerable income.
During the day, Zhi Yuan went to work, and I went to the computer shop to teach the owner how to use the software. In the evening, it was our warm time for the two of us. Under my influence, Zhi Yuan has gradually learned how to enjoy the pleasure of sexual intercourse. Not only do we cooperate seamlessly at times, but she also sometimes takes the initiative to try different positions for me, bringing out the true meaning of sex to the fullest.
That night, we made love again in bed. Zhiyuan lay on her stomach, her legs arched, as I thrust into her from behind. She reached between her legs and rubbed my crotch, 'Ah... Wei... right there... deeper... yes... yes... ah... so good...' Zhiyuan cried out her desires as she endured my powerful thrusts.
I lay on her back, stroking her while reaching forward to fondle her breasts. Zhiyuan had already come twice, her juices soaking both of us, with a lot running down her inner thighs. I showed no sign of stopping, continuing to thrust wildly with great enthusiasm. Tonight, I planned to let her be on top three times.
After three months of development, Zhiyuan's body has matured considerably. Like now, she can actively contract her muscles during intercourse, achieving a tighter, more intimate feel and creating a sucking effect like a carp's mouth, allowing me to enjoy even more pleasure with her. It seems her intelligence not only brought her success in her career but also made her a natural in this area.
She truly is a top-tier sex toy, one I never tire of. Slightly larger than average, it's incredibly sensitive, hardening with just a gentle caress; it's also incredibly juicy, flowing continuously from the moment I penetrate her, sometimes even gushing. So sometimes I'll rub her with my fingers while I'm with her, causing her to convulse, making me feel like I'm going crazy with pleasure.
"Ah...no...I...I'm going to cum again...faster...Ah Wei...fuck faster...faster...ah...enough...if you keep going...I'll definitely cum to death...oh...yes...keep doing this...I'm coming...fuck me to death..." Zhiyuan was writhing, cumming wildly, about to come again.
Actually, I was almost at my limit too. Seeing that Zhiyuan was hovering on the edge of the third time, I quickly pulled out, turned her over, lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders, and immediately thrust in again with rapid pumping. Zhiyuan held onto my waist, using the leverage to push herself up as much as possible, allowing my penis to penetrate deeply to the bottom, so that our genitals could get more friction, sometimes producing explosive shocks.
After a few thrusts, I began to convulse, and streams of hot fluid shot out of my hard tip one after another into her. Zhiyuan was trembling from the heat, releasing a large amount of vaginal fluid as a signal of entry, and then she went limp in ecstasy, bringing this to a perfect end.
After what seemed like an eternity, Zhiyuan finally snapped out of her daze. She played with the chest hair on my chest, avoiding eye contact, and asked in a questioning tone, "Awei, I...can we separate for a while? I think you should move to the guest room starting tomorrow...I mean...I want to reduce the frequency." Instinctively, I sensed a change in our relationship. She had always been very invested and enjoyed it; there was no reason for her to suddenly consider reducing it. "Is there a third party?" I asked calmly, my previous vigor now subsiding.
"Yes," she said, still smiling at me.
Receiving a positive answer, my heart was filled with mixed emotions, a bittersweet feeling. I pressed further, "How long has it been?" Although I knew my father-in-law should be involved by now, I still hoped this warm period could last a little longer.
"Almost three months." "Zhiyuan answered in a voice so low it was almost inaudible, and immediately buried her head shyly in my chest.
Her Prince Charming was finally about to appear, and I should wisely step aside, even though I longed to take this opportunity to see my father-in-law's mysterious face. Yet, a strange jealousy welled up inside me. I wiped my now completely limp belly with a towel, lay down next to Zhiyuan, and casually asked, 'Who is he? Where does he live?' Zhiyuan didn't answer, but instead took my hand and pressed it against her smooth belly, revealing the secret:
'Hehe, he's inside!' My mind was still reeling, and it took me a while to realize: 'You mean... you're pregnant, and I'm going to be a father?' 'Yes.' Zhiyuan looked at me tenderly and said, 'That's why I wanted us to take some time apart.'" You always leave me exhausted, sometimes so fierce and violent, like you want to kill me! I'm afraid that being too rough will hurt the baby in my belly, so I hope to reduce the frequency for now! I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. I was happy that this "third party" was actually the fruit of our love, and that Zhiyuan hadn't fallen for someone else; but I was also surprised that things were starting to go off track. Would there be even more unexpected events that would make my trip all for nothing? I was starting to waver.
In two different time periods, both mother and daughter became pregnant with my child—it's truly unbelievable. And judging by the timeline, this baby should be Ai Xin. In other words, my future wife is actually my own daughter, and my married life has always been that of a father and daughter!
Thinking back, no wonder Ai Xin and I felt a sense of déjà vu when we first met. I used to explain it as 'love at first sight,' but now I realize that we share the same blood! Our genes are from the same source!
Actually, I never intended for Zhi Yuan to get pregnant. Ai Xin's birth should have been handled by another man. In our time, contraception didn't rely on condoms, IUDs, or anything like that. We simply set the fitness tracker on our wrist to "infertility," which would generate a bio-electric current that stimulated nerve endings, causing the brain to secrete an enzyme that inhibited sperm production. This gradually reduced sperm count to a level insufficient for conception. When it was time to have a child, this setting would be canceled, and the sperm would slowly return to normal. It had always worked, and I'd long taken it for granted.
But even the best-laid plans can go awry. After meeting Zhiyuan, I was so infatuated that I completely forgot that the fitness tracker had been sold to a jewelry store. The watch I was wearing now was a token of love from Zhiyuan, a simple matching couple's watch. Without the brain's enzyme inhibition, my sperm count gradually returned to a level sufficient for conception. During this period, we had intercourse almost daily, even during my fertile window, without any regard for our reproductive window. It was no wonder Zhiyuan got pregnant.
Alas, everything in the universe seems to be predetermined, and nothing can be changed according to human will. Since things are already set in stone, let's just accept it as they are! I hope that the ruler will be kind to me, allowing Aixin to grow up healthy and happy, and eventually get rid of the torment of that hateful blood clot in her head.
Seeing that I suddenly fell silent, Zhiyuan thought I was unhappy. She grabbed a hair on my chest and plucked it hard, glaring at me with her round eyes and saying, "What? Isn't having a baby a good thing? All you ever think about is reducing the number of babies, you hesitate even a little bit, clearly you don't care about either of us at all!" Good heavens! How could I possibly explain this complicated relationship to her? It seems I must take some action to resolve this misunderstanding. I didn't argue, but simply took off my ring and gently slipped it onto her ring finger:
"Zhiyuan, I really love you. Marry me, be my wife, okay?" Zhiyuan rubbed the ring, her anger instantly turning to joy. She kissed me on the cheek: "I've already carried your child, how could I not marry you?" Her sweet smile made her look like the happiest person in the world.
Zhiyuan brushed her long hair aside and, without a word, knelt down between my legs. Before I could even figure out what was going on, she was already sucking on my penis. I stroked her hair, enjoying the pleasure of being sucked, and before I knew it, the bald little monk had transformed into an angry Vajra.
I patted her arm, and Zhiyuan, understanding, turned around to face me head-to-toe, opening her legs to position her mouth perfectly. I felt Zhiyuan's tongue gently caressing my body, and I returned the favor with licks. Through our lips and tongues, we expressed an indescribable passion, intently fueling each other's rising desire.
Zhiyuan's penis gradually hardened, glistening and translucent at the tip, glistening with moisture, dripping from the small, fleshy buds. She then took my scrotum into her mouth, sliding her tongue inside, and I took hers into my lips, gently sucking.
"Oh...oh...no...be gentle...oh...so good...ah...I can't take it anymore..." Zhiyuan's most vulnerable sexual triggers, stimulated by my touch, immediately overwhelmed her desire. She immediately sat up, straddling my lower abdomen, one hand supporting herself, the other spreading her legs, and hurriedly sat down. As
I grasped and kneaded her bouncing breasts, I teased her: "Didn't you just say you wanted me to move to the guest room to reduce the frequency? How come you couldn't resist and wanted to do it so quickly?" "Oh...oh...you bad man...I just wanted you...not to sleep in my room...I never said...I can't sleep in the guest room...oh...so hard...so swollen..." After only a few thrusts, Zhiyuan's juices were already dripping down to my crotch, soaking my crotch completely.
I chuckled wickedly, grabbed her, flipped her over, and thrust powerfully towards her. "Ah...Ah Wei...you're so amazing...it feels so good...so comfortable...I love you...I'll love you like this forever..." In an instant, Zhiyuan's moans, the sounds of friction, the collision of flesh, and the swaying of the bed filled the bedroom once more.
********** ...
On the second day after Zhiyuan was admitted to the hospital for delivery, the hospital called to say that Zhiyuan had started labor and had been taken to the delivery room. I bought a bouquet of carnations and rushed to the hospital. Hearing a clear cry from the delivery room, I knew Zhiyuan had a natural birth and was safe. My tense mood finally relaxed.
I followed the gurney into the ward, and after the busy staff left, I went to Zhiyuan's bedside. Beside her lay her newborn baby, still crying. I took Zhiyuan's hand and kissed her forehead: "Zhiyuan, you've really gone through so much." "Look how cute the baby is, it's all worth it. Wei, guess if it's a boy or a girl?" Zhiyuan asked me, gently patting the baby: "Don't cry, look, Daddy's here to see us." I placed the bouquet of carnations in the vase on the bedside table, then pulled out a sprig and offered it to Zhiyuan:
"It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, as long as she's safe and sound." Then I leaned closer to examine the baby's face:
"Oh, such a cute face, just like her mother! It's definitely a girl! She'll be even prettier than her mother when she grows up." "Of course, she's already a mother, how pretty can she be!" Zhiyuan said, feigning annoyance, fiddling with the carnation in her hand, pretending not to notice me.
"Hehehe, already jealous of your daughter?" I picked up the baby with my left arm and put my right arm around Zhiyuan, smiling as I said, "Beautiful, beautiful, mother and daughter are equally beautiful." I gently lifted her head and kissed her on the lips: "Zhiyuan, I love you." "Fine! Sweet talker!" Zhiyuan nestled gently into my arms, looked up, and said, "Actually, I think she looks more like her father. Look, that high nose bridge, those bright eyes, she clearly has her father's features. By the way, Wei, why don't you name the baby? You're so knowledgeable, you'll definitely come up with a nice name." I wanted to test whether history really doesn't change, so I deliberately pushed the task of verification onto Zhiyuan: "Mom is beautiful, so the name she chooses will be beautiful too! You should choose the girl's name." Zhiyuan brought the carnation to her nose, smelling the flower's faint fragrance as she slowly thought, and suddenly a glint of light flashed in her eyes: "Hmm, she's the fruit of our love, and she's as beautiful as this flower, um... how about Aixin?" I had to accept fate; the great wheel of history rolled forward meticulously along its predetermined track, and what was destined to happen would happen in every detail. If even one link in the chain went wrong, the whole world would become something else entirely. I don't want to, and can't, play God to rewrite history. I only hope that when things happen, I can minimize the harm to my wife and children and let them live a happy and fulfilling life. But, can I really fight against fate with my abilities?
(VI) An Unexpected Event
Under our careful care, our little daughter grew up healthily, becoming more and more adorable and beautiful every day. She inherited all of Zhiyuan's good qualities: delicate features, intelligence, and liveliness. In particular, her facial features are just like her mother's, even the dimples on her cheeks are not missing. It's as if they were made from the same mold. She is simply a beauty in the making. We cherish this crystallization of our love and devote all our energy to her.
Happy days always seem to pass by easily. In the blink of an eye, Aixin has turned four years old. After dinner, I brought out the birthday cake that I had prepared in advance, and the three of us happily had a small birthday party. After my daughter blew out the candles on the cake, we held her little hands and cut the cake together. Actually, she couldn't wait to eat the strawberries on the cream cake from the very beginning.
I stopped and smiled at her, saying, "Little Xin Xin, don't rush, you haven't told me your birthday wish yet!" Her bright eyes darted around a few times, then she turned and hugged my neck, saying sweetly, "Daddy, I want a little bicycle, like the one Li Zhen next door has." My mind went blank for a moment. She would later have an accident because of riding a bicycle; it seemed history stubbornly followed its predetermined course. Should I refuse her to prevent this accident? I thought it wasn't a good idea. What's meant to happen will happen. If I prevented this incident, the accident might occur in another form, and I wouldn't be prepared, nor would I have enough time to react. I should just let things take their course.
I sighed, "Okay, Daddy will buy one tomorrow." Zhi Yuan noticed the fleeting hesitation on my face and asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Bicycles aren't that expensive, there's no need to be so stingy!" I gently stroked my daughter's hair, saying, "As long as you're good, Daddy and Mommy will definitely grant your wish." My little daughter, unaware that her wish would change her life, excitedly exclaimed, "Thank you, Daddy!" After finishing the cake, she immediately grabbed a strawberry and put it in her mouth, then stopped, grabbing another and holding it to my and Zhiyuan's lips, one on each side: "Daddy, Mommy, and Xinxin can eat together too." My obedient daughter almost brought tears to my eyes. In another time and space, was she still unconscious in her hospital bed? Had advanced technology saved her from illness? Was her baby born via cesarean section? She's almost five years old now, and I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl, or what its name is.
In the past five years, that small computer repair shop has used my program to develop many medical machines that control bioelectric currents, growing into a sizable electronics company, now capable enough to support me in replicating a time machine so I can return to my wife's side. But faced with the gentle and virtuous Zhiyuan and my innocent and carefree little daughter, I was torn with conflicting emotions. How could I selfishly abandon them?
I was caught between two timelines, torn and unable to choose. My wife, suffering from blood clots in another timeline, was without her husband. I didn't want her in this timeline to experience a fatherless childhood. Zhiyuan only had me and Aixin as her family; losing either of them would be a devastating blow. I had unintentionally entered her life and built a happy family with her; how could I bear to intentionally tear them apart?
The April sun shone brightly on the earth, and a gentle breeze rustled the cherry blossoms behind the house, creating undulating pink waves on the branches. Azaleas of various colors vied for attention, adorning the flowerbeds beneath the trees with vibrant hues, everywhere displaying a vigorous and energetic vitality.
"Daddy, I want to go outside and ride my bicycle!" After watching her favorite TV series, Aixin begged me to take her to play on the path in the back garden. Zhiyuan, who was busy preparing lunch in the kitchen, turned around and said to me, "Awei, why don't you go play with your daughter? But don't play for too long, it'll be time to eat soon." "Okay, we'll be right back." I pushed the newly bought bicycle with one hand and dragged my daughter to the small open space in the back garden with the other. I held the back of the bicycle, and Aixin rode forward. At first, she wobbled and couldn't keep her balance, almost falling off several times, but she didn't get discouraged at all and kept trying. At such a young age, she had already fully demonstrated her tenacious perseverance in the face of difficulties.
Before long, my daughter had mastered her balance and was happily pedaling her little bicycle around in the open space. I got tired of holding her, so I let go and let her play by herself, stepping aside to watch her flit from the flowers like a happy little bird.
I had just sat down on a bench next to the swing set when I heard an unusual, sharp screech of brakes. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw a runaway RV wobbling and hurtling towards me. In the blink of an eye, the RV veered off the path, trampled several clumps of azaleas, and sped across the lawn, hurtling toward my youngest daughter.
Aixin, unaware of the life-altering accident about to unfold, was still happily pedaling, occasionally turning back to give me a sweet smile: "Daddy, look! I can pedal by myself!" In a flash, I had no time to think; only one thought occupied my mind: "The historic moment I've waited five years for has finally arrived! I must stop this accident no matter what!" I sprinted toward my daughter at an astonishing speed, racing against the RV.
Just as the RV and her bicycle were about to collide at a ninety-degree angle, I had already reached her side. The situation was extremely critical; in a split second, there wasn't time to pick her up. I used the momentum to push her and her bicycle forward with all my might. Then I heard a loud 'bang,' and everything went black. I lost consciousness.
... Gradually, my vision cleared, and I could see again. My first thought was to check on my younger daughter's safety. She was stunned, frozen in shock by the sudden turn of events, unable even to cry. The RV had come to a stop, and the driver frantically opened the door and got out, quickly picking her up from the ground. At the same time, Zhiyuan screamed and ran frantically towards me from the doorway.
I felt no pain or discomfort, only a feeling of weightlessness, as if I were slowly floating upwards. My gaze followed the direction Zhiyuan had rushed towards. Strange, how come there was another me lying on the ground? And I was covered in blood, seemingly having stopped breathing. Looking down at my body, all I could see was the tender green grass on the ground; it was as if my entire body had become transparent, and my vision could pass right through it.
Then I rose a little higher, and looking down from there, I saw Zhiyuan collapsed onto me, screaming for help and crying loudly; the driver had already put Aixin down and was frantically making phone calls, probably calling for an ambulance!
I was completely bewildered, just staring blankly at the scene before me, unable to understand what was going on. I wanted to go and comfort my wife and hold my daughter to calm her down, but as soon as I moved, I floated up again. I tried with all my might to reach them, but my body rose higher and higher, and the distance between us grew farther and farther.
Gradually, a soft white light appeared above my head, slowly enveloping me. I suddenly felt incredibly comfortable and peaceful; all the worries and anxieties of the world seemed to fade away. My mind was focused solely on drawing closer to this white light, merging myself into its warm embrace.
My body floated to the top of a cherry blossom tree beside the house. Through the gaps in the blossoms, I saw a police car and an ambulance, sirens blaring, speeding towards me from the other side of the road… Floating on, the scenery below expanded, the buildings and trees seeming like toy models built from my little daughter's blocks. Above me were clusters of white clouds; I must have been flying quite high by now. I looked at the strange white light, then turned back for one last look at this world that had left me with so much to sigh about. Suddenly, I saw on the other side of the city, a healthy little boy running energetically on a soccer field.
Oh! That was me as a child. He was living his carefree and wonderful life. Although I brought my daughter into this world and saved her from a car accident in a critical moment, I never truly belonged to this time and space. I was just a fleeting passerby in history; he was the true master of this era.
I knew that more than ten years later, he would meet my daughter, fall in love, marry her, have children, and grow old together, everything proceeding according to the trajectory of history. But one thing would be different: they would no longer have to suffer from that small blood clot. The car accident had never happened to my daughter, and she would have no regrets in her life.
Suddenly, I realized that something even more incredible had happened. I, lying on the ground, covered in blood, was like a slowly fading painting, becoming lighter and lighter, gradually fading and becoming transparent in front of Zhiyuan, her daughter, and the driver, finally disappearing without a trace before their stunned gazes! It was as if the accident had never happened; only a large dent on the hood of the RV recorded what had indeed just occurred.
The white clouds had reached my feet, and all around me was a vast expanse of white. Everything in the mortal world had vanished before my eyes. My historical mission was complete; it was time to say goodbye to this time and space. I was calm and serene, my mind free of all distractions. I looked up at the white light, which drifted away slowly like a wisp of smoke… [The End]

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