I am Jehovah your God

God commanded all these things, saying: “ 　　You shall have no other gods before me,
whom I brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery. 　　You shall not make for yourself an image in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. 　　You shall not bow down to them or serve them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God. I will punish the sin of the parents to the children to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me, but I will show steadfast love to a thousand generations of those who love me and keep my commandments. 　　You shall not misuse the name of the Lord your God, for the Lord will not hold anyone guiltless who misuses his name. 　　Remember the Sabbath day, keep it holy. 　　Six days you shall labor and do all your work, 　　but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord your God.” On this day you shall not do any work, neither you nor your son or daughter, nor your male or female servant, nor your livestock, nor the foreigner residing in your towns; for in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, and rested on the seventh day. Therefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and made it holy. 　　Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you. 　　You shall not murder. 　　You shall not commit adultery. 　　You shall not steal. You shall not 　　bear false witness against your neighbor. 　　You shall not covet your neighbor's house, nor your neighbor's wife, or his male or female servant, or his ox or donkey, or anything that belongs to your neighbor. 　　When all the people saw the thunder, the lightning, the trumpet, and the smoke rising from the mountains, they trembled and stood at a distance, saying to Moses, “Speak to us, and we will listen; but do not let God speak to us, lest we die.” 　　Moses said to the people, “Do not be afraid; for God has come to test you, that you may always fear him and not sin.” 　　Exodus 20:1-20 　　Dai covered the Bible with her hands and smiled at Li Xin, saying, "This rule seems a bit unfair! Think about it, the wife is listed alongside the house, servants, oxen, donkeys, and all that he owns; her ranking is even lower than the house!" Li Xin said somewhat awkwardly, "Basically, this is just a myth, and every myth has its historical context! You can't nitpick like that." " 　　Then what do you consider me? Property? Goods?" Dai could be quite difficult when she got serious. 　　"Oh! Of course not, you are my life partner! In some ways we are equal, and in other ways you are my God, I worship you!" " 　　You are my God too." Dai's gaze was so gentle, like moonlight streaming into Li Xin's heart, instantly warming him. 　　Li Xin is a junior lecturer at a university. That night, the young couple was discussing a section of Li Xin's thesis, which was about the origins of Western mythology. Dai herself worked as a secretary at a foreign company. They had been married for less than a year and were still deeply in love. 　　It should have been a dull night, but Li Xin liked to have Dai read every word of his thesis aloud, and Dai would diligently point out any problems. This was a way for them to kill time—tedious but effective. 　　Chapter 1: The First Commandment 　　"I am the Lord your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery. 　　You shall have no other gods before me." 　　Li Xin only wanted to be a quiet, ascetic scholar, but for someone in his field, getting a teaching position was already quite difficult. He was mostly in a cutthroat environment, and he didn't want to be demoted to a high school history teacher, especially since the environment there might be even worse. Li Xin sometimes thought he should cherish this position, given his domestic master's degree. 　　His thesis wasn't entirely written with genuine passion; it felt more like a perfunctory effort than an active pursuit of promotion. He wrote it purely out of interest, or perhaps even out of adherence to regulations. Who knew if the department head would plagiarize his thesis? The department head's infamous reputation made Li Xin want to just stay in his current position. 　　Li Xin had met this woman on the third night in the library. She was alluring and captivating; she must be a student! Most college students these days are like that. Dai worked overtime until after 10 pm every night, and Li Xin didn't want to be alone at home, so he spent most of his extra time in the library. 　　This woman was a different type from Dai. Dai had always had a pure and innocent look, and even now, she still had long, flowing hair. 　　Dai was petite, and Li Xin was often amazed at how much energy she could generate from her slender frame while working. Dai is a symbol of power, intelligence, vitality, and an ethereal, fairy-like quality, like Athena, who wields the sword, wisdom, and allure simultaneously. 　　Li Xin felt his thoughts had drifted too far. He took off his glasses and pinched his brow, trying to bring everything back to reality. A fragrance wafted over, and Li Xin noticed the woman was already sitting opposite him. He worried that she might have discovered his earlier spying, which made him uneasy. 　　"Excuse me, are you reading the Odyssey?" 　　"Oh! Yes!" Li Xin, a little flustered and guilty, turned to look at the next table to see if anyone was watching. 　　"Well…just curious." The woman shrugged and continued, "Very few people read this kind of book. Well, um! I'm a new associate professor this semester." Li Xin then noticed the slightly unnatural accent in the woman's deliberately lowered voice, but it also had a soft, languid quality that sounded very pleasant. 　　"Am I disturbing you? Oh! Sorry! Just curious." "No, no." Li Xin, realizing his embarrassment, said, "Really, no." His mind blank, Li Xin couldn't find the words to reply except for frantically explaining. 　　"Want to come?" the woman gestured towards the door. 　　Her short, pretty hair had an odd sheen under the light, not a glossy black, but a slightly brownish glow. She was casually dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, her figure displayed without reservation. Her perfect body, her breasts seemingly about to burst out of the overly fitted t-shirt, Li Xin could almost feel their firm, bouncy movement. 　　Li Xin couldn't resist following her out of the library, like a schoolboy following a teacher. 　　"You know I hate speaking in hushed tones, so… you know that place, the library," the woman said with a laugh, seemingly freed from restraint. "Tell me, why do you like that boring book? Hehe!" She paused, then continued, "Oh! Sorry!" "My surname is Liu, cbll me almbok? I just got back from the US not long ago, it's been almost twenty years since I've been back to Taiwan. Also, my office is in the philosophy department building." After rambling on about himself, Li Xin said he was only reading the book because of his thesis, and they chatted about their backgrounds. Almb went to the US for elementary school, and she seemed very indifferent to everything she had, perhaps because of a kind of simplicity? Yes! That's the word, simple... getting all this seemed easy and effortless for her. 　　A sense of inferiority welled up in Li Xin's heart, an indescribable feeling. He had also studied hard for ten years, and after graduating from graduate school, he was determined to learn more about the world abroad, but then he met Dai, and the idea of settling down arose, and things just went on like this. This woman seemed to have everything done effortlessly, even her mixed Chinese and English accent made her seem more important.

After sitting by the fountain for a while, the woman said she had another appointment and left. Watching Almb's swaying back, Li Xin suddenly felt a surge of desire. On the bus home, he had been worried about whether others would see his embarrassing state.
Around ten o'clock, Li Xin hinted to Dai that he wanted her. Dai had been busy and stressed lately, and they hadn't made love in a while. Although she didn't have the desire, Dai felt a little guilty and climbed into bed, leaving the mess in the room.
Dai told herself to relax; she had enjoyed sex when they first got married, but now all she could think about was a pile of dirty clothes churning in the washing machine.
Li Xin didn't do much foreplay before entering Dai's body, and his young body immediately became aroused. In the dim light, Li Xin somehow perceived Dai and Almb as one—no! He saw Dai as Almb. In that instant, Li Xin seemed to clearly sense that Dai was washing clothes on the balcony, while Almb was making love to him on the bed.
Almb, arching her back, writhed wantonly, the sound of her vagina flowing like music, matching Li Xin's thrusts. A soft, lewd moan escaped Almb's lips as he gripped the sheets tightly, his body convulsing. His penis was sucked tightly into her vagina, the inner walls contracting greedily. A gush of hot fluid erupted from Almb's deepest, most secret place, overflowing with each thrust and flowing down Li Xin's testicles. Almb pleaded frantically, begging Li Xin to stop, screaming, "I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore! Please let me go! Brother, please let me go!" Dai watched as Li Xin, now fast asleep after their lovemaking, slowly got up and put on her pajamas, thinking that her clothes were still damp! Lately, she seemed to be losing interest in sex. Dai wondered if they should take a vacation after finishing the quarterly reports? Hmm! And during sex, Li Xin muttered "yesies"! When did he develop this habit? He seemed to be thrusting particularly hard today? Thinking of this, Dai blushed; the desire that hadn't been aroused during sex earlier now ignited.
Chapter 2: The Second Commandment
You shall not make for yourself an image in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below.
You shall not bow down to them or serve them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God. I will punish the sin of the parents to the children to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me, but I will show love to a thousand generations of those who love me and keep my commandments.
This is merely a branch of a corporate group in some corner of the earth. Dai's general manager is about forty-five or forty-six years old. He must have been handsome and dashing in his youth, but time is so fair; the price of success leaves no room for negotiation.
Zhang Shoucheng appears to be a typical business elite, always smoking, with a slightly overweight beer belly and a receding hairline—overall, he's rather vulgar. He is decisive in his actions, showing no mercy to competitors, clients, or even his own employees. He is a black panther in the business jungle; no one can speak to him without trembling with fear. Only Dai, who had been with him for three years, knew very well the vulnerability beneath his armor of bravery.
Zhang Shoucheng was an honest man, which was rare; beneath his resolute exterior lay an extremely fragile heart. He treated his career as his only world, a trait that intensified after his divorce two years prior. In the eyes of his employees, he was a profit-driven and unreasonable manager, but Dai knew this was a deliberate illusion he created to better conceal his flaws. How else could he lead his staff?
Zhang Shoucheng never smiled in front of his employees, not even towards Dai. He always presented a perfect facade to Dai, until one day when he fired a junior assistant in the sales department. That day, after he decisively dismissed the assistant, Dai saw him crying when she delivered the official documents—a very awkward sight. Just that one time, and Zhang Shoucheng's image in Dai's mind completely changed; the seemingly godlike figure suddenly became flesh and blood.
Dai noticed his loneliness, and sometimes she couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for him. Although Zhang Shoucheng was almost twenty years older than her, this maternal love knew no age limit. Frankly, Dai didn't need to work so late every night; she just couldn't bear to leave Zhang Shoucheng alone in the office.
Women often called, and Dai would skillfully filter the calls for Zhang Shoucheng, then try her best to arrange his daily social engagements and dates. Zhang Shoucheng shouldn't be lonely in this respect. This was part of Dai's job, and she was quite proud of how well she managed both Zhang Shoucheng's love life and work. He was a natural leader; others feared him out of intimidation, except for Dai, whom she genuinely admired.
This quarter's performance was terrible—not just this quarter, but the tenth consecutive month of declining sales; it was simply awful. Rumors were circulating that Zhang Shoucheng's position might be in jeopardy. Dai watched him anxiously as he rummaged through documents in his office, sensing his deep worry.
"What's wrong with your boss?" An ICQ message popped up; it was from Xiao Li, the saleswoman.
"How should I know!" Dai replied.
Zhang Shoucheng's frustration had permeated the office, creating a tense atmosphere. He'd been incredibly irritable lately. He often roared like a giant, shattering everyone's self-esteem, but only Dai knew what was wrong. Dai felt a deep sadness and unease, unsure how to help him. It was like trying to help God; you could only feel his sorrow and anger, and then submit to him.
"I'll be home late tonight; I haven't finished some documents," Dai called Li Xin.
Actually, there weren't any urgent documents on hand; Dai just wanted to spend more time with Zhang Shoucheng, worried that something might have happened. It was 10:30, and Zhang Shoucheng was still locked in his office.
"Aren't you going home?" Zhang Shoucheng appeared out of nowhere behind Dai and said.
His words carried a clear hint of impatience, like an elder reprimanding a junior—a tone typical of Zhang Shoucheng. But Dai felt no displeasure; instead, she felt a warmth.
"I was just about to leave." "
I need to get something. Let me take you home!" Zhang Shoucheng said, almost commandingly.
After getting in the car, they were silent. Zhang Shoucheng rarely spoke to Dai outside of work, and tonight was no exception. They arrived at a small bar. Zhang Shoucheng said he needed to get out to get something, then asked Dai if she wanted to come in with him. Dai followed him almost without hesitation; she was used to following him. It was a very
small place, a tiny shop with only five tables. Zhang Shoucheng gestured to the owner to bring out a half-empty bottle of wine he had stored there.
"This is what I drank last week. I was going to take it home, but since we're here..." The shop owner considerately took out two glasses, but Zhang Shoucheng pushed one back to Dai without even asking and started drinking alone.
He drank as if he were in a hurry, gulping down one glass after another.
"We still have to drive later," Dai said somewhat helplessly.
Zhang Shoucheng seemed not to hear her, finishing half a bottle of wine in less than twenty minutes, and then leaving the bar without a word. Dai didn't know what kind of wine it was; neither she nor Li Xin drank, so she didn't know if it was strong or not.
The car wasn't driving very smoothly, and Dai was a little scared.
"Should we pull over and rest for a bit?" He
was probably really drunk! Zhang Shoucheng obediently pulled the car over slowly. Then he leaned back, closed his eyes, and it was unclear whether he was resting or asleep.
The car was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Dai heard Zhang Shoucheng's breathing gradually become steady, as if he were asleep. She turned to look at him closely. She had never looked at him so openly before, under the dim streetlights, Dai just stared at him like that.
He was like a drunken Zeus, sprawled out in a wanton abandon. His slightly overweight body possessed a kind of magic, a power mingled with evil and good, his face flickering in and out of focus as passing car headlights illuminated him.
Dai looked at him with almost worshipful eyes, not only because of his godlike power, but also because of his human weaknesses; this fusion of divine and human qualities was the true devil.
Dai couldn't help but gently place her hand on the back of his. As if electrocuted, Dai felt herself instantly drawn into a vortex, surrounded by the decadent melodies of a pagan ritual.
"Yes, you are my master," Dai thought, a strange urge rising within her to cry out.
Zhang Shoucheng slowly opened his eyes, straightening his posture as if nothing had happened, while Dai's hand remained on the back of his hand. The car ride was silent, the posture maintained, devoid of any passion. Zhang Shoucheng neither refused nor made any move, and Dai's soul was, at this moment, sold to him.
Back home, Dai slowly came to her senses. She didn't regret her actions, nor was she worried. In a way, her heart had already merged with Zhang Shoucheng's. This wasn't love, just a kind of worship, Dai softly told herself.
Chapter 3: The Third Commandment "
You shall not misuse the name of the Lord your God; for the Lord will not hold anyone guiltless who misuses his name."
Li Xin, who had previously only used the library to pass the time, now had an ideal. Whenever he didn't have classes, he would bury himself in the library, hoping for Almb's appearance. He started reading difficult English books, hoping to catch up with Almb in some aspect. Although his waiting was mostly in vain, he didn't actually hope to meet Almb; he was just waiting, waiting in his imagination. Gods weren't people ordinary people could easily approach. Li Xin was a dreamer, and the library was a quiet place perfect for daydreaming.
Frankly, Li Xin didn't really know Almb; he didn't have many opportunities to talk to him, but this gave him more room for imagination.
What were in Li Xin's fantasies? Li Xin was a very honest bookworm. His only thought was to achieve fame and success, just like those bookworms of ancient times who wanted to become famous overnight. His fantasies mostly revolved around how successful he would be like Almb; to him, success and professorship were synonymous. He knew, however, that he would never become a professor in his lifetime.
That day, Almb, unable to bear the quiet of the library any longer, dragged Li Xin along for a walk. Their conversation inevitably drifted to personal matters… “You should be married by thirty-two!” Li Xin asked casually.
“Mmb?” Almb chuckled.
“Oh! Sorry! Just asking.” Li Xin was a little annoyed that they had brought this up; Almb didn’t seem very happy to answer.
“Things okay, I just feel like laughing when I hear ‘marriage.’” “Why?” Li Xin had recently become accustomed to this mix of Chinese and Western ways of speaking.
“Two marriages, um! I’m currently on one.” "Almb said casually.
"Hmm!" Li Xin was a little lost for words, a strange feeling rising in his heart.
"A child, a very cute child! Still in America." Almb suddenly became somewhat smitten: "What about you? Why don't you have one? The child is adorable." "Oh! I see, my wife is busy with work, and to be honest, I want to save money to buy a house first before having another child. We're planning to have one in three years!" Hearing that Almb was married and had a child, Li Xin felt a surge of anger for some reason: "How old is the child? Does he look like you or his father? What does your husband do?" "A little over three years old, I miss him so much." Almb began to feel melancholy, sighing...
"Why did he stay in America?"
"Oh! With my ex-husband." Almb clearly began to feel frustrated: "Many times, for freedom, you have to give up something more precious."
"Sorry..."
"My husband is in Japan now. " "Almb's tone suddenly brightened: 'He's a professional freelancer, he very... very... loves to wander.' 'Wander?' Li Xin asked, not quite understanding.
'Yes! He does wander, and I love to wander too. You know what? You know he's a very humorous and creative person, he's handsome, but I don't wry, I know how much he loves me.' 'You two haven't lived together since you got married?' '
We both hate constraints, marriage relies on trust. He's also curious about my personality; he always says Chinese people should be a stable people, and I'm an outcast!' 'He's... American?' Li Xin asked, a little surprised.
'Yes! Why? He's the most adorable person I know, you know? His family was very poor; it's extremely difficult for Black people to get ahead in America.' Almb's breathing quickened with excitement: 'He has a wish to unite all people of color and overthrow white chauvinism, isn't that a lovely idea!'" Almb chuckled, her eyes filled with happiness.
"A Black man?" Li Xin murmured instinctively. "My god!" "What's wrong?" Almb looked at Li Xin, clearly displeased.
"So...sorry! I didn't mean that, really..." Li Xin realized his slip of the tongue and didn't know how to smooth things over.
Honestly, Li Xin couldn't accept this fact; it was far removed from his moral compass. His moral compass was very chauvinistic: a good woman should ideally be a virgin, divorce and remarriage were already considered deviant, let alone...a foreigner? And...a Black man... In that instant, Li Xin had already mentally cried out "my god!" a hundred times.
"I have an appointment and have to leave, sorry!" Almb politely concealed her displeasure, immediately turning and leaving Li Xin behind.
Li Xin was left alone, regretting his outburst.
Back home, Dai called to say she'd be home late. Li Xin turned on the TV and pulled out the pornographic videotape he'd just rented. The tape was a bit messy, like all pornographic films, one sex scene after another. Li Xin fiddled with the remote, fast-forwarding... until a man and a woman appeared on screen.
The man was Black, and the woman was Asian. The Black man's penis was so long that even when the woman held it in both hands, a part of it was still sticking out. Li Xin wondered, how could that thing possibly go in?
The image flickered, the camera pausing at the genitals, showing only the large penis thrusting in and out. The woman moaned and screamed with pleasure. When the image stopped on the woman's face, Li Xin saw... alm.
Li Xin unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and began to masturbate...
Chapter 4: The Fourth Commandment
Remember the Sabbath day, keep it holy.
Six days you shall labor and do all your work,
but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord your God. On this day you shall not do any work, neither your son or daughter, nor your male or female servant, nor your livestock, nor the foreigner residing in your towns; for in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, and rested on the seventh day. Therefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and made it holy.
The office lights weren't even on. It was Saturday, a long weekend, and nobody would work overtime during such a long holiday. To be honest, Dai didn't have any important work that required her to work overtime on this day. She just felt like something was weighing on her mind, so she made up an excuse to come to the office.
The office was dimly lit, like nighttime, with a faint light shining from the general manager's office. Zhang Shoucheng had drawn all the blinds, and the dim light made the whole office feel ambiguous.
Dai thought about how Zhang Shoucheng's job was on the verge of collapse. In front of others, he still stood tall like an iron tower, but only Dai knew the inside story. She wasn't sure if Zhang Shoucheng's strength was genuine or just an act. Perhaps Zhang Shoucheng had already planned his escape route. Dai felt a self-deceptive comfort in her heart. Then she thought about how she was middle-aged, and how her life had been smooth for most of the time, but today... she couldn't help but feel sad again.
She obediently sat down at her seat, turned on the computer without turning on the light, and the screen's light was particularly glaring. For a moment, Dai didn't know what to do. There wasn't really anything that needed to be done today; she had already accepted Zhang Shoucheng's work habits. She began to regret it, wanting to leave but unable to leave her seat, so she hesitated.
"What are you doing here?" Zhang Shoucheng said weakly, probably noticing the commotion outside.
Dai was somewhat at a loss. She wanted to explain that she had a lot of work to do and had to work overtime, but the truth was that she had never worked overtime on weekends before, no matter how busy she was. More importantly, Zhang Shoucheng knew exactly what her job entailed.
Dai lowered her head and didn't speak.
"Go back! I'm fine," Zhang Shoucheng saw through Dai's worries at a glance.
"Is there anything I can help you with? I'm really worried. Everything is so unfair. You created this company from scratch. Many things are not within human control. Why weren't you given some buffer time?" Dai poured out her troubles and anger. "
Let me show you something." Dai
entered the general manager's office and saw only cigarette ash and scattered documents on the table. Zhang Shoucheng's eyes were bloodshot, indicating he hadn't slept all night; he hadn't left the office since leaving work yesterday.
"This is the reason," Zhang Shoucheng said, pulling out a document and handing it to Dai. "They want to transfer me to the south to develop a new company, and this has nothing to do with performance."
The document was simple: a foreigner's resume.
"This guy is the president's grandson, do you understand?"
"He knows how to run a company? He's only twenty-seven, practically a child! Please! You're just giving up like this? The south is the frontier! You're just giving up like this?" A surge of anger rose in Dai's heart. "
A Harvard PhD, he's already showing signs of taking over the group. The branch he took over last year was very successful. He's a real talent; I guess I'm outdated." Zhang Shoucheng turned around and drew the curtains of the French windows. Sunlight streamed in, but instead of warmth, it appeared pale and chilling. "I'm organizing all the data. I have to give him a presentation next Friday. I expect to stay in this position for another two months, ha!" Zhang Shoucheng's laughter was tinged with emotion. He looked out the window; from the 35th floor, he could overlook most of Taipei, his favorite view. To get this position, he had given up his family and worked day and night.
The air seemed frozen, and Dai felt a deep, aching pain in her heart.
She walked behind him, put her arms around his waist, and pressed her face against Zhang Shoucheng's back, whispering, "It's okay, it's okay, it's the same in the south." As she spoke, tears involuntarily fell.
An emotion, an atmosphere—Dai, without knowing where she got the courage, placed her hands on Zhang Shoucheng's chest. She just wanted to hold him tightly, to tell him not to worry, that she was taking care of him…
Zhang Shoucheng gripped Dai's hands tightly; his hands were trembling. Dai felt liquid dripping onto the back of his hand—his tears.
"Don't do this, it'll be alright, don't do this." Dai
turned him around, but Zhang Shoucheng slumped to the ground, tears streaming down his face forty years at once.
"Don't do this, be good," Dai kissed away Zhang Shoucheng's tears, then kissed his lips.
Zhang Shoucheng's desire was ignited; he embraced Dai, their tongues locked in a frantic, passionate kiss. Tears mingled with lust, fueling the flames beyond control.
Dai had never been kissed by another man; Li Xin was her only man.
Zhang Shoucheng's breath reeked of smoke and alcohol; Dai completely forgot about Li Xin, feeling as if her whole body was about to explode. The man's scent completely dominated her; she had never experienced such rough love. Zhang Shoucheng's tongue was like a robber, stealing her heart, destroying her.
"Oh God!" she cried out passionately as Zhang Shoucheng stripped off Dai's clothes. Before any further movement, this kiss alone brought Dai to orgasm.
Clothes seemed to be torn from their bodies. Dai desperately took Zhang Shoucheng's penis into her mouth, her tongue stroking his glans like a nimble snake. Soon, Dai lost patience; she took the entire penis into her mouth, wanting it, passionately manipulating it with her mouth.
"Give it to me, give it all to me," Dai mumbled, feeling the hot, scalding fluid flowing from her lower body. "Give it to me, thrust into me, please," Dai pleaded, almost sobbing.
Dai pushed aside the documents on her desk, ignoring the cigarette ash scattered on it, and lay back. As the glans entered, Dai sighed softly: "Oh! I want you, thrust into me hard, thrust harder." Dai arched her body to meet him, wanting the penis to go deeper, into her womb; she begged him to penetrate her completely.
Zhang Shoucheng thrust without reservation, without technique, without restraint; he simply thrust into Dai with all his might. He poured all his will into Dai; the world ceased to exist. He reveled in Dai's tight vagina gripping his penis, her young body brimming with elasticity, her vagina contracting rhythmically.
Dai responded to each thrust, the sound of water filling the room like a symphony, accompanied by Dai's screams and his panting. The table beneath Dai's buttocks was soaked with her fluids, making it easier for her to meet each of his thrusts.
"No, stop," Dai cried out, then felt a surge of heat rush from her womb: "I don't want it anymore, brother, I don't want it anymore." Dai sobbed, she had never experienced such an orgasm.
Zhang Shoucheng ignored her, cruelly continuing to destroy Dai's nerves, until Dai completely and utterly collapsed. The orgasms were like a series of landmines, exploding one after another, unstoppable. Dai had given up all resistance, unconditionally accepting wave after wave of endless orgasms.
The ejaculated semen drew beautiful patterns on Dai's body, glistening under the light. Dai lay there with her legs spread, panting, wishing she would never leave, that time would stand still. Her pink vulva, like a playful sprite, still trembled slightly, opening and closing, retaining the lingering thrill of the recent encounter and the temporary opening left by his penis.
The semen slowly congealed, beginning to darken...
Dai tried her best to make her clothes look neat, and the two went to a nearby hotel to freshen up. The second time they made love wasn't as wonderful as the first, perhaps because Zhang Shoucheng had brushed his teeth, or perhaps because the hotel bed wasn't as hard as an office desk.
Dai felt that the second time, because of the first time, the second refusal felt like a pretense. Only now did Dai begin to feel a sense of fear. How had she caused this? As Zhang Shoucheng thrust into her, his body glistening with sweat, Dai only hoped that nothing bad would happen when they got home.
Li Xin frowned and said, "What's that strange smell on you?" Then his attention immediately returned to the book he was reading. Many words in the book were ones he couldn't fully understand. Li Xin realized that to truly understand a book, one must read the original text.
Dai rushed to the hotel, overwhelmed by the pungent smell of cheap soap. When she returned to bed, she found she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
In her dream, Li Xin slapped her hard; she cried and begged for his forgiveness.
Chapter 5: The Fifth Commandment
"Honor your father and your mother, that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you."
For Li Xin, life was becoming increasingly unbearable. He hadn't seen Almb at the library for a whole week since their unpleasant conversation. To put it another way, Li Xin wasn't in love with Almb; he probably only loved her status and position, or rather, the sense of honor of being favored. Of course, this was wishful thinking. To Almb, Li Xin was just an equal, ordinary friend. But when Li Xin chatted with Almb, he unconsciously felt elevated, as if he had gotten a little closer to God.
Spring break was a difficult time, and hanging out at the library at this time felt a bit pretentious, but Li Xin, detached from Almb, began to feel even smaller than before. A person who has lost their faith is either extremely arrogant or excessively insecure, and Li Xin happens to be someone prone to insecurity.
Lately, Dai has also been acting strangely. Actually, Dai has always played a more assertive role in their marriage, which is easily seen from their respective jobs; it's just that recently Dai has become even more assertive. Li Xin finds it hard to explain this feeling. Dai has always had a somewhat repressive control over life, such as yielding to some of Li Xin's decisions or consulting Li Xin's opinion before making any decisions, but lately Dai often makes decisions about many trivial matters on her own in a daze. This should have been something Li Xin wanted, but the problem was that he stormed off at Almb that day, and this time it deepened Li Xin's inexplicable sense of inferiority.
Returning alone to his hometown in Chiayi, watching his elderly mother bustling about aimlessly—a routine she had developed—Li Xin felt no sweetness from home, only anger. Success required effort, yet his father, shriveled and weakened by a stroke, had never seriously managed the household in his youth. Thinking of his classmates who were less academically successful than him but had gone astray, Li Xin felt a surge of resentment and wanted to cry.
"You bastard!" Li Xin suddenly stood up and whispered to his father.
These were the words he had suppressed for over thirty years, and now, uttering them brought him immense relief. Thinking of his father's youthful dissoluteness, and looking at his mother's pacing figure, Li Xin turned and walked away, deciding to discard this burden that had haunted him for the rest of his life. On
his journey north, Li Xin felt a pang of sadness, but also a sense of relief that he had finally escaped the source of his shame. He recalled his father's expressionless face after hearing his rebellious words, but he was convinced that his father's body had indeed trembled slightly. Although his father had trembling symptoms after his stroke, he, like Ah Q, completely trusted his own feelings.
"Back so early? I thought you were going back for three days?" Dai asked in surprise.
"I suddenly thought of some questions and wanted to come back to find some information."
Li Xin was still immersed in the pleasure of being free from burdens and didn't particularly notice that something was wrong with Dai. It was eight o'clock in the evening, and some cosmetics were scattered on Dai's dressing table, and a dress with a hanger was also lying on the bed. Obviously, Dai was about to go out, but Li Xin didn't have time to pay attention to these things.
"Is everything alright at home?" Dai asked hurriedly while packing her things.
Li Xin sat in the chair and casually replied, "Yeah! It's alright!" "You take a shower first, I'll go to the balcony to hang up some clothes, and then I'll make you some tea." Li Xin hadn't noticed that Dai had never made him tea before, and besides, they always washed their clothes together after showering that day.
"Later! I'm feeling energetic, I'll wash later."
Li Xin suddenly wanted to see the wider world outside and strolled to the balcony, but unfortunately, the newly built building next door blocked his view. He didn't notice that Dai hadn't come out to hang the clothes either; his mind was filled with thoughts of this dilapidated building, and how he'd humiliate her one day. He then suddenly thought of his good-for-nothing father.
"Why can't I get out...sigh!" Li Xin muttered to himself, suddenly wanting to go to Almb.
The library was unusually crowded on the weekend.
"How many bored people are there in this world? Or how many people are hoping to find success here?" Li Xin wondered to himself.
"Hi!"
Li Xin was startled by the voice behind him. It was Almb. He should have known Almb had nowhere to go on weekends in Taiwan, damn it, but thankfully he hadn't wasted too much time at home.
Seeing Almb's smile, Li Xin knew she wasn't angry anymore. The two sat across the table, each reading their own book. Li Xin wanted to properly understand the thick original text, but his mind was filled with thoughts of how Almb could marry a Black husband. He thought about the tape he'd watched that night, and wondered how Black men's penises, usually so large, could penetrate a petite Chinese woman like Almb.
The more he warned himself not to think like that, the less he could control himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Almb's breasts exposed on the table; her two unbraced, grape-like nipples twitched slightly with her breathing. Li Xin felt his own breathing resonate with their rise and fall, and his erect penis throbbed in response.
Chapter 6: The Sixth Commandment "
Thou shalt not kill."
Dai hadn't expected Li Xin's sudden return home.
It had been about ten days since he'd had relations with Zhang Shoucheng! During this time, things seemed normal between them; Zhang Shoucheng's pickiness regarding official matters had only intensified. Dai understood; Zhang Shoucheng was probably trying to avoid suspicion and also worried that she might become spoiled. She thought it was a thoughtful gesture.
Dai didn't expect anything; she was even afraid of unforeseen accidents, like pregnancy or a sexually transmitted disease. Women are often romantic in love, but their reality can be terrifying. But even on the romantic side, a deeper sense of pride lingered within her. Was Zhang Shoucheng dissatisfied with her? Why hadn't he made any invitations or hints?
For a woman, this was a matter of pride. Sometimes Dai thought that if he invited her and she refused, it would be equal. Dai couldn't forget her previous initiative. Being proactive wasn't shameful; what was shameful was Zhang Shoucheng's lack of response. Initially, she didn't expect his reaction, even fearing he might jeopardize her marriage. But as the days passed, Dai began to feel ashamed of her behavior that day. Seeing Zhang Shoucheng felt ironic; his eyes seemed to say, "You're nothing but a shameless, wanton woman."
Today is the first day of Li Xin's spring break. He went back to his hometown in Chiayi alone. Dai, sitting in the office, suddenly envied Li Xin's carefree life. Winter break, summer break, and now spring break—she herself had almost never had such a long vacation. Dai's phone suddenly rang…
"Hello!"
It was Zhang Shoucheng's voice. Dai's stomach tightened. Zhang Shoucheng was usually the kind of person who acted impulsively, always barging into the room and yelling as if he feared the company would collapse if the person was even a little slow.
Even though he had changed his tune today, talking on the phone in the same office felt like they had something shameful to say. Dai glanced at Zhang Shoucheng's office; he was looking out at her too. Dai felt a surge of heat rush to her brain, and she didn't reply.
"I know you're listening. 9 PM tonight, I'll be waiting for you on the first floor of the Hyatt." "Okay!"
Dai completely forgot that she should have refused to save face, but now that she had agreed, she began to regret it. For a moment, Dai thought of Li Xin, but then she remembered that Zhang Shoucheng hadn't contacted her recently because he was waiting for Li Xin to be on vacation. This man was actually so meticulous and considerate; he must have gone to some lengths to find out Li Xin's whereabouts. 　　"I don't really know either, but if it's just a loose thread, it shouldn't be too difficult!" Li Xin said honestly.
"Yay! Help me!" ambl jumped for joy like a child grabbing a piece of driftwood. But then he realized it wasn't very polite: "Are you available at this time? My place is only about a five-minute walk from here." "It's a holiday!"
Half an hour later, Li Xin, sweating profusely, apologized, saying he really didn't know what was wrong, and basically expressed his regret at not being able to help. ambl, however, no longer had the indignation he had shown in the library. He lazily lay in a corner of the room, smiling languidly.
The room was small, about ten square meters! You could describe it as a den. Overall, it had a bit of a Japanese-style room feel to it. There was a rug in the middle of the room, no tables or chairs, and the blankets and pillows were just thrown in another corner, with books and clothes scattered all over the floor. In short, it was messy.
At first, Li Xin was focused on dealing with the phone call, but now that he had surrendered, he noticed his surroundings and realized he had intruded into Ambl's most private room, which made him uneasy.
"Tired? There are no chairs here, find somewhere comfortable to sit! Haha!" Ambl didn't mean any mockery; she was just naturally cheerful and assumed others were too. But those two "haha"s sounded to Li Xin like, "So you're just a useless braggart too," and anger welled up inside him. Li Xin didn't reply and chose a corner of the room to sit down.
Ambl selected CDs, and Li Xin sat silently. During the music, Ambl seemed like a different person and quieted down.
Li Xin was unhappy and wanted to leave, but seeing that Ambl wasn't speaking, he couldn't find a way to start a conversation, so he decided to wait for the music to end so as not to interrupt her. As his mind calmed down, Li Xin slowly began to feel drowsy.
Li Xin felt himself detach from his body, floating on the ceiling, overlooking the entire room. He could clearly see himself and Ambl sitting at opposite ends of the room. Ambl leaned against the wall, eyes closed, humming softly to the music. Li Xin saw the artist on the CD cover—a Black man… He suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable anger. He saw a Black man straddling Ambl's pale body, Ambl screaming wildly as he thrust into her.
A desire rose
within him. Li Xin turned his head and saw himself in the corner of the room crawling towards Ambl, step by step, while Ambl remained oblivious. Presumably, his heavy breathing alerted Ambl. By now, Li Xin's face was almost pressed against Ambl's thigh. Ambl looked at him with fearful eyes, her mouth seemingly pleading for something. Li Xin knew he could stop it all; he was now omnipotent, but… he felt he heard Ambl begging Li Xin to have sex with her.
This was just a cheap woman, thinking she was so great just because she'd lived in America for a few days. She was only in love with Black men's big dicks. This time she was begging me; she knew I was a god and wanted to have a good taste of my cock.
Li Xin huddled to the side, crying. He had no idea what was happening; he only knew that he had ruined himself and Ambl, he had ruined everything he worshipped.
At first, Ambl tried to resist, begging Li Xin to let her go, but Li Xin's eyes terrified her from the bottom of her heart. It wasn't the kind of excited look of a rapist we're familiar with; it was an emptiness, a soulless emptiness.
He directly tore off her clothes, his hoarse, emotionless voice unforgettable for Ambl.
"Take off your underwear."
Fear left Ambl no choice but to remove her remaining clothes. Ambl was too scared to resist at all; many books say that submission is the way to save your life.
Li Xin didn't take off his clothes; he directly pulled out his penis and ordered Ambl to suck it. As Ambl performed oral sex on him, she only felt a surge of desire, felt this ugly thing swell in her mouth, and she thought that perhaps if he ejaculated now, she could avoid being violated.
When Li Xin penetrated her, Ambl felt a tearing sensation. If it weren't for the traces of her saliva still on Li Xin's penis, Ambl knew she would have been hurt even more badly. She screamed in pain, and Li Xin coldly looked at her, saying, "Feels good, doesn't it! How does it compare to a black man?"
Ambl was in too much pain to speak, only able to grip the floor tightly. Li Xin thrust his penis in even harder, and Ambl's genitals began to bleed, which ironically made her vagina more lubricated.
"Wet now! Today I'll show you what true pleasure is. Quick! Scream! Tell me how good it is!" Ambl was in so much pain she couldn't speak. Li Xin slapped her twice: "Say it! Tell me how good it is." "
So good! You're so amazing, I feel so good, so good!" Ambl almost cried out.
Li Xin felt a surge of pleasure shoot inside Ambl…
Li Xin saw Ambl looking at him with fear in her eyes, and for a moment he couldn't understand what was happening. He only saw Ambl completely naked, white semen mixed with blood slowly flowing from his genitals. Then he realized with horror that his limp, shrunken penis, still hanging from his pants, was covered in Ambl's blood, which was beginning to congeal.
PS:
1. Sorry, haha! I'm a very typical male, which may have disappointed some netizens.
2. This article was written for J, so I didn't expect much applause. As one netizen said, responding to my article is a bit difficult, not because I write well! Haha! Probably because the style is unpopular.
3. A netizen wrote about Ambl saying I'm a feminist, which is absolutely right. This episode might fully express my thoughts, but I'm also prepared to accept criticism, haha!
4. I really like all kinds of erotic stories, modern and martial arts, especially those involving group sex, swapping, and extramarital affairs (I have some psychological barriers to incest and sadomasochism, but that's just a personal issue). I also greatly admire authors' descriptions of sex. My blandness in erotic content is probably due to my personality or poor writing skills! Actually, I really wanted to try writing something moving... but after a few attempts, sigh! Don't expect too much.
5. Because I'm too busy with work, if I were to start writing, I should be able to finish two paragraphs a day within a week, but things don't always go as planned. Being able to write is a blessing. (The readers' misfortune?)
Chapter 8: The Eighth Commandment
Do not steal.
Zhang Shoucheng's son was asleep by the hospital bed. The doctor said his life was saved; the external injuries weren't serious, but the serious problem was a brain hemorrhage. It was unlikely he would return to a normal life; strictly speaking, unless some miracle occurred, he would likely be a dead man.
Dai looked at Zhang Shoucheng's son across the hospital bed. He must have been twelve or thirteen years old! A teenager still developing. The boy's face bore Zhang Shoucheng's shadow, but he didn't seem to have inherited his father's resolute personality. Dai thought that if she lived in ancient times, she might have had a child that age too.
The boy seemed to wake up from a dream, looking at Dai blankly for a while before saying, "Hello, Auntie." Dai suddenly felt a pang of heartache. She had always wanted a child, but lacked the courage to have one. Li Xin was the same; Dai had had an abortion once, and Li Xin had agreed to wait until their finances were stable before having
another. What did "financial stability" mean? Was it being unable to give up her career? Or was she simply not someone who dared to take responsibility for her life? Dai had seen the child a few times; when she first met him, he was barely up to her shoulder! Now he was almost as tall as her. In her memory, this child had run away from home once, not long after Zhang Shoucheng's divorce. That was the first time Dai had seen panic in Zhang Shoucheng's eyes; this child was his life.
人生的意义？生物很奇妙的透过生育来延续自己，黛心想我的延续呢？她突然有种想把这孩子占为己有的心思，她想用占有一切章守成所有的一切来表达她的感情。占有是一种爱情的宣告，你是我的，你所有的一切都是我的。
『何时上课？妈呢？』黛怜惜的说。
『妈？她说她没空，明天要上课了。』孩子在提到上课时有些忧愁。
章守成前妻来过一次，很美的一个女人，看起来也是温柔有礼。谁都知道当初离婚是章守成的不对，黛也能体会这女人礼貌下的冷漠，当年章守成实在伤她太重了。但黛就是恨这女人，没有理由的愤恨，她恨这女人曾有过一种叫『名份』的东西吧！而这东西是她永远不可能拥有的。
爱？黛不知道她爱不爱章守成，她只是忌妒一切跟章守成有瓜葛的，却是爱着章守成所拥有的一切。
『是不是要考试了？功课怎样？』
『不太好。』孩子听到学业有些畏缩。
『没关系的。』
黛越发疼惜这孩子起来，她走过去轻轻搂住孩子的肩∶『好好做人重要。』『喔！』孩子对这句话似懂非懂的回应着，他只感觉出这阿姨好像是唯一不逼他读书的好人。
黛努力控制自己不要激动，她好想好想用力紧抱住这孩子，她想要孩子叫她一声妈。她警告自己这是一种偷取，理智告诉她她永不会拥有这资格。
她扶住孩子的脸轻轻在额头上吻了一下∶『有事就来找阿姨好吗？把阿姨当成妈，阿姨会永远疼你的。』
孩子用一种惊恐的眼神望着黛，这些话都不是孩子所能理解的。
『回去休息吧！我陪你爸爸，晚上会有特别护士的。』偷取一刻算是一刻，黛知道她此生起码有这一秒拥有过章守成的最爱。
孩子走后黛颓倒在椅子上望着章守成，看起来章守成睡的非常安稳，他脑海里仍存有所有的回忆吗？那一回……黛的心思又回到那天的缠绵。
她轻抚着章守成的脸，摸着他的胡渣，微微的刺痛里有多少的爱恋。她将章守成的手平放到床边，自己将身体趴了上去。她感觉出章守成的一双大手覆盖住她的乳房，轻轻扭动着身体。
『亲爱的，或许这样也好，你一生都将这样的属于我。』黛心底喃喃念着。
乳头开始发涨，高潮像电一般穿过黛，黛第一次只从乳房的接触就得到了高潮，比过去每一次高潮都来的完整。
梦中章守成搂着黛在云中散步，世界只有他们俩。突然雷声大作，黛吓的尖叫起来。
『小姐。』
是护士来量血压。黛偷瞄一下自己衣服没有任何不妥，想护士也看不出个什麽来，但心底仍是有些不安，这不安中又有着几分的喜悦。她又想说护士看到也好，医院是个封闭的世界，我可以在此拥有他的一切包含名份。
回到家中李新尚未回来，黛也没心管这些了，有一搭没一搭的做着家事，心底仍满满的都是章守成那厚重的手掌心。
第９章：第九诫
不可作假见证陷害人。
李新对着空荡的家大喊∶『我该怎麽办？』
黑暗与空荡陪伴着李新，李新已忘记自己是怎样回到家里来的了，他只知道闯了大祸，他无法解释甚至他根本不知道到底发生什麽了。
『怎麽办…？』李新喃喃自语念着。
回音在心底散开，李新感觉要崩溃了，只有一条路好走，不是逃就是死。李新想想世界虽大，但却没任何地方可去，又回想起自己的一生，原是完全空白的。没有父母，没有朋友同学，这个家也是陌生不可依赖的。
『死吧！一条路而已。』李新绝望的想着。
『嘿！是你的错吗？你好好想想？想清楚来，白痴。』一个清晰的声音突然传来，李新吓了一跳，四周望去却没见到任何身影。
『回想一下，你这白痴回想一下好吗？当时我看的清楚的很，是almb要你干她的，你沮丧个屁阿。想想，努力想想。』
『我不知道，我记不起来了。』李新哭喊着。
『记得almb的淫状吗？你好好想想，她早就在勾引你了，第一次说话是你还是她主动的？』
『我真的忘了，我记不起来任何事情了。』李新缩在墙角低泣着。
『好吧！我告诉你吧！我一直注意到almb这烂女人在看你在勾引你。你第一个错就是没有拒绝她，第二个错就是你没给她足够深刻的教训。烂女人的下一步会怎样我们猜不准，但是你如果肯好好鞭打她吓吓她，她会乖乖听你话的。当时你就这样溜走，现在又这一副没骨气的样子，拜托你好吗？』『这不对，不是这样。』李新试图挣扎抗辩着。
『我们来分析一下。第一、她离婚，这一定是她先搞上了现在那个黑人老公，她图着黑人老公鸡巴大又硬。』
『你胡说。』
『听我说话。』那声音开始失去耐心恼怒的说着∶『你自己早知道是这样了，在知道almb有个黑人老公那晚你就知道她老公戳她戳的有多爽是不是？你当真认为这女人会满足一根鸡巴吗？』那声音里带着一丝潮笑的意味∶『太可悲了吧！你不过是满足了她而已，你忘记了你干她时她满足的样子？』『我什麽都忘了。』李新无力的回应道。
『这我看的可是一清二楚，还记得那对大奶子吗？你干她时她晃的可漂亮极了。嗯！你知道她是怎样叫床？』
『怎样？』李新的眼前开始慢慢模糊起来。
『没听过女人叫的这样大声，叫的可真是浪，高潮时一直哭着。你知道她洞有多紧？哇！根本插不进去，好在她浪，水真多阿！戳的时候水声响的要盖过她的叫声了。喔！你知道她吃你鸡巴时那种神态？她恨不得要吞掉你整跟肉棒，浪的真是可以。』
『嗯！我想起来了，是她要我，是她要我干她的。』李新的眼神里出现一种虚无的空洞。
李新继续说∶『等等！我慢慢想起来了，在干她时她浪叫∶『好舒服阿！你好厉害，我好舒服好舒服阿！』，嘿！她真是浪阿！没见过这样浪的女人，天阿！我想起她的小洞好紧了，真的是好舒服，要命的舒服。』『唉！』那声音微弱的叹着。
『你大声点，我听不清楚。』李新蹙着眉专心听着。
『唉！没什麽，我只是在想…』声音开始越来越模糊起来。
『想？』李新漠然不带感情的问道。
"No, it's just that you're not Black. You know women like big, thick dicks, the darker the better.
You know, Westerners' big dicks, sigh!"
The voice disappeared completely, but Li Xin didn't feel lonely. Instead, a sense of despair rose in her heart… "Big dick, Black man. Big dick, Black man," Li Xin murmured to herself.
Almb, having washed away her filth, huddled in a corner. She suddenly realized how weak she was; she couldn't resist the power of this world, a world tailor-made for men. What to do next? She shook her head and decided to write her resignation. She knew that resorting to legal action would only make her more vulnerable and humiliated. Escape was her only option. She sobbed softly.
Chapter 10: The Tenth Commandment "
You shall not covet your neighbor's house; nor your neighbor's wife, nor his male servant, nor his female servant, nor his ox, nor his donkey, nor anything that belongs to your neighbor."
The new deputy general manager arrived early. Dai felt a surge of resentment. Zhang Shoucheng had only been gone for three days, and the company was already eager to get rid of him. She thought, at least there's some humanity involved; this foreigner didn't become general manager overnight, so at least it's given her some face on the surface.
The vice president arrived and immediately started asking for things. Dai, who knew everything about the company, was tied up and unable to move, her mind only on Zhang Shoucheng.
It was time to leave work. Dai had never left on time before, but today she felt restless. The young vice president seemed oblivious to time zone differences, endlessly moving stacks of documents in and out. No one dared leave their office; everyone knew their boss was about to leave, and one wrong move could cost them their jobs. The clock on the wall ticked away, seven o'clock, eight o'clock…
Dai suddenly made up her mind, grabbed her purse, and left. The vice president called her name in strange Chinese she'd only learned that morning. Dai stepped out of the office without looking back, leaving behind a room full of astonishment.
At the hospital, Dai went straight to the ward, which was inexplicably noisy. She rushed in and saw a large group of nurses coming out, some pushing machines, some talking in hushed tones. A young doctor called out, "Have you notified the family?"
An ominous feeling rose within her, and Dai stood frozen at the door.
"Have you notified the family? Have you notified them? 8:57..." the doctor shouted.
"8:57, 8:57," Dai murmured to herself.
"Yes, they did, they said they'd be there in a bit," a nurse said while packing up her things.
"That's me," Dai whispered like a thief. "
At 8:30, the blood pressure suddenly dropped, we quickly..." Dai didn't pay any attention to what the doctor was saying. She slowly walked to Zhang Shoucheng's side, his huge body looking as peaceful as if he were asleep. She held his huge hands and pressed her body tightly against them, as if trying to transfer some of her warmth to him.
"You are...you are...this man's..." the doctor asked hesitantly, holding a form.
"Wife," Dai replied without looking up.
She pressed her cheek against Zhang Shoucheng's chin, feeling the stinging sensation of his stubble. "It's alright, it's alright this way," she murmured softly.
Dai mustered all her strength to stand up, took the form, signed it, and walked out of the ward without looking back.
"Auntie!" a child called timidly from the doorway, following her mother. "What happened to Dad?" "He's fine, um! Very fine, he's fine." Dai replied with a smile, devoid of emotion, and then walked out the door without looking back.
A gentle breeze brushed her face, and Dai felt a slight sting; the stubble was so clear. "The world is so absurd. I thought he was going to die, but he survived. I thought he could survive, but he quietly left." Dai thought again, "He's mine now, very good, very good. No one else can come near him."
Thinking this, Dai's mood suddenly brightened.
Final Chapter: Epilogue
The room was dimly lit. Dai didn't want to turn on the light, so she closed the door and leaned against it, standing there blankly.
From the corner came Li Xin's whisper: "You slut, I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death." Dai glanced weakly, and in the dim light from the window, she saw Li Xin, his body painted black with some kind of paint, naked, gripping his limp penis and masturbating.
"Have you ever seen such a big cock?" Li Xin screamed at Dai.
Dai slumped into the sofa. She turned on the bedside lamp and saw a Bible on the coffee table, thinking, "Why is it still on this page?" She glanced at it haphazardly... When
the people saw thunder, lightning, the sound of trumpets, and smoke rising from the mountain, they trembled and stood at a distance, saying to Moses, "Speak to us, and we will listen; but do not let God speak to us, lest we die."
Moses said to the people, "Do not be afraid; for God has come to test you, that you may always fear him and not sin."
Dai laughed, thinking, "Yes! We have all sinned, because all this was to test us." We didn't know what sin was, yet we were told it without choice. The world originally had no good or evil, so why was it created? Can we choose? Thunder, lightning, horns, smoke rising from the mountains—they didn't come because we wanted them; they came of their own accord. Can we choose? Dai smiled and leaned against the sofa, falling into a deep sleep. Tomorrow? Who knows what tomorrow will bring? It's all just a play; who can choose how to live tomorrow?
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