Chapter 8: A Mother's Love and Sorrow

Chapter 8 The Trouble Caused by Mother's Beauty
"Alright, get ready to begin!"
the tour guide broke the silence.
Suddenly, several burly black men wearing sunglasses and shirtless appeared. The tour guide reminded the men again that they were not allowed to carry any tools. The men all said they didn't, and some impatient ones started urging for a quick start, since they still had to wait for the women to run ahead for 10 minutes.
"Really, no one else?"
The tour guide suddenly waved his hand, and the burly men roughly pushed through the crowd, rushing to the group of Chinese men and searching them. They actually found something. The Chinese
men were dragged out of the crowd, trembling.
"Hmph, they're even carrying miniature walkie-talkies."
The tour guide winked at the burly men.
The burly men then gave the Chinese men a sound beating, making them cry out in pain.
The female companions of the Chinese men quickly handed over the miniature walkie-talkies they were carrying, only the size of buttons, so small that they wouldn't be noticeable even if clipped to a bikini.
These Chinese men wanted their female companions to follow the beautiful women they had their eyes on, so that they could track them down. But it was unclear when they were being monitored. Judging by the menacing appearance of these burly men, this travel agency seemed to have a triad background. Not surprising, though; who else would dare run such a tour?
"This is just a warning. Next time, you'll be expelled from the group and returned
to your original team!" the tour guide sternly declared. "The game begins! Women, move out! I warn you again, you are not allowed to take off your high heels on the way. Violators will be locked up with these burly men tonight!"
The earlier violent scene had silenced the female family members, who shoved and jostled their way up the mountain. Only the "Cupid's Babies" continued to laugh and play, running unhurriedly.
Because the women were all wearing high heels, they didn't run fast, at most just a brisk walk. It was truly a strange sight: a group of elegant women, wearing bikinis and high heels, jogging on the beach under the blazing sun, their beautiful, voluptuous buttocks bouncing, making every man's heart flutter.
我的目光主要盯在妈妈身上，在众多的美臀中，妈妈的屁股特别的雪白肥美，一小片比基尼短裤根本遮不住她硕大的臀部，三角裤两边各露出两弯下弦月形的美肉，随着屁股的扭动而忽隐忽现，令人有上去一手一边抓住的冲动。
爱美的妈妈虽然涂了防晒霜，却还是怕晒太阳，她撑了一把小花伞。撑伞的只有东方的几个女性，我真是哭笑不得，妈妈这不是象打了招牌般的显眼吗？
刚才被揍的那几个犬国人，此时似乎忘记了疼痛，凑在一起指指点点，活生生一副癞蛤蟆想吃天鹅肉的模样。
我看着妈妈的身影消失在山道的拐角处，收拾了下心神，心想成败就在此一举了。
10分钟后，导游一声令下，平日里衣冠楚楚的男士顿时成了一群恶狼，嗷嗷叫着冲了出去。 I was also one of the wolves, the youngest of them all.
At only fifteen, chasing after a bunch of women's big butts in the mountains—it all seemed ridiculous.
I consciously followed behind Long Qingshan because he'd said he was going to chase after his mother. What should I do if he caught her? Should I hide and watch them have sex, or go find someone to have some fun myself? I
didn't know; I'd just have to wait and see. My heart was conflicted; I hoped Long Qingshan would catch his mother, but I also hoped he wouldn't. But if he didn't, and she fell into the hands of other men, wouldn't that be even worse? Especially those lecherous dogs from the dog country—the thought alone sent chills
down my spine. Long Qingshan was clearly not in good physical condition; he was out of breath after running for a short while in the sweltering heat. I had to pull myself together and start looking around. Along the way, I saw some men already catching up with women; some were taking advantage of them on the spot, others were carrying them to the roadside bushes or into the woods.
Some of the women were crying and sobbing, clearly terrified of being taken advantage of by strangers.
Here, it felt like stepping back into primitive society, where women were the prey hunted by men.
I couldn't care less about sympathizing with the crowd; I was focused on spotting my mother. Thankfully, I hadn't found her yet.
Long Qingshan, running ahead, seemed to be getting impatient. Suddenly, he saw several women giggling as they ran past—his "babies"! Long Qingshan roared and charged forward like he'd taken a stimulant.
He finally caught a blonde woman. Clearly, she'd deliberately let the slow-moving Long Qingshan catch her; otherwise, wouldn't it be boring for a man to never catch his "prey"?
The blonde woman was pinned down by Long Qingshan, but her eyes were glancing at me, seemingly tempting me, yet also blaming me for not grabbing her. I was frantic! Long Qingshan hadn't even intended to look for my mother! I'd wasted so much time following him!
I wanted to kick Long Qingshan, who was on top of the naked woman, over the ground. He was so despicable, especially considering how much my mother trusted him.
Where was my mother? Remembering that Mom was holding an umbrella, her location was obvious, and she was waiting for Long Qingshan, so she couldn't have gone far.
So I didn't search deeper into the woods, but instead began searching horizontally.
Along the way, I passed several couples, but Mom wasn't among them. I started to panic. Had Mom already been caught by some man and forced into that kind of thing? I didn't dare think any further.
Suddenly, I heard a shout ahead: "No, no! Let me go! Please let me go!"
It was Mom's voice!
I immediately rushed over like a cannonball!
On the grass, Mom's little floral umbrella lay abandoned, helplessly open, and a man was harassing her.
The man was Asian, shorter than Mom, his lean figure a stark contrast to her voluptuous figure. Besides Long Qingshan and me, the only other Asians here were those from that country!
Seeing Mom being harassed, I felt a surge of anger and wanted to rush over, but then I saw a large black man patrolling not far away with a stick.
I hurriedly hid behind a large tree, my heart pounding as if it would leap out of my chest. "What should I do? What should I do?"
If I rushed out and kicked that bastard over, that black man would definitely interfere. Although I had practiced Pure Yang Kung Fu, I might not be a match for this towering giant. Even if I won, I would still be punished when I went down the mountain, and my mother would still be violated.
If I didn't rush out, would I just watch my mother be humiliated by this bastard?
That bastard clung to my mother like snot, his hands groping her body. My mother struggled desperately, but she could only protect her upper body, not her lower body. Her bikini shorts were torn halfway down, her legs were entangled, making it difficult for her to move. Suddenly, the bastard shoved her to the ground.
My mother cried out in surprise, and before she could get up, the bastard pounced on her.
The mother's pubic hair was exposed, and she hurriedly tried to pull down her panties. The bastard was cunning; as her hand reached down, he clamped his legs together, trapping her arms and waist, rendering her immobile. The bastard grinned lewdly and ripped off her bra.
Her beautiful breasts, oblivious to their owner's feelings, bounced free, their pink nipples trembling seductively on the soft, white flesh. The dog-like man, overjoyed, pounced on them and began to kiss them. The poor mother's breasts, barely freed from their restraints and before she could even breathe in some fresh air, fell into the dog-like man's mouth and were brutally violated.
The mother was both ashamed and angry, struggling desperately, but too weak to break free.
That bastard, imitating an adult film, smacked her nipple with his lips and tongue, his thumb and forefinger lewdly kneading her other nipple. The mother was nearly fainting from the urgency, but her nipples stubbornly stood erect, and her areolas began to swell.
The bastard seemed quite pleased with his handiwork, making constant "Yoshi" sounds. After both of her nipples were covered in his saliva, he began to knead her breasts like dough.
Unable to bear such humiliation, the mother violently shook her body and finally rolled over! The Japanese soldier fell off her, but before she could get up, he pounced on her from behind again. The mother cried out in pain and was pinned down once more.
Dissatisfied with her fierce resistance, the bastard ripped off her bra, tied her hands behind her back, and quickly bound them with the bra straps. He seemed to be used to this, his movements quite practiced.
Suddenly, Mom's wrists were tied. Enraged, she clenched her fists and struggled desperately, but to no avail. She could only writhe futilely beneath the Japanese soldier like a large white snake.
The soldier slapped Mom's buttocks triumphantly with both hands; her fragrant buttocks trembled and moaned under his slaps, making my eyes burn with lust!
The soldier, having conquered this beautiful woman, probably wanted to immediately thrust his filthy penis into her plump vagina, and couldn't help but chuckle.
I couldn't bear it any longer and was about to rush out when suddenly, a warm body pressed against me. Startled, I saw a red-haired woman pressed against me, saying in a seductive voice, "Sweetheart, why are you watching others? Let's do it too."
I was furious and tried to push her away, but she held me tightly. My push landed on her high breasts, which only made her more aroused. She lewdly groped me, and I was helpless, anxiously looking towards Mom.
The bastard straddled his mother's lap, contentedly pulling down her swim trunks. His hands couldn't hold her full, firm legs down; he could only lie on top of her, burying his head between her buttocks, deeply inhaling the pungent scent of her genitals. Then, satisfied, he looked up, closed his eyes, and mumbled something.
The Japanese soldier bent down again, beginning to invade his mother's private parts. He parted her buttocks, revealing her genitals. Her thick labia majora angrily closed, guarding the last vestige of her dignity. The soldier's eyes gleamed as he lowered his head to lick. The sight of
her private parts being wetly licked by a disgusting man caused his mother to let out a mournful cry, jolting as if electrocuted! The removal of her panties, ironically, freed her legs. Her regular yoga practice made her incredibly flexible; she suddenly used her shoulders and knees to prop herself up, her hips swaying violently, throwing the Japanese soldier off her sacred body once more!
"Good!"
I couldn't help but cheer for my mother. Hearing the familiar accent, she ran towards me without hesitation.
The dog-country man wasn't thrown off hard; he roared and chased after her.
I stared blankly at my beloved mother, her hands bound behind her back, her hair disheveled, her body naked, like the Venus de Milo, running towards me seeking my protection!
My mother's hands were bound, and she was wearing high heels, so she wasn't running very fast; the dog-country man was about to catch up!
I could clearly see the swaying pubic hair on my mother's body. I couldn't let her fall into the dog-country man's hands and suffer further humiliation! I stepped forward with a "whoosh," ignoring all rules and gangsters!
The woman in red was still clinging to me. In a moment of inspiration, I grabbed her and headed towards my mother, deliberately shouting, "Hehe, okay, sweetheart, how about we play a 4P?"
Then I whispered to my mother, "Quick, run over there!"
My mother ran past me, and the dog-country guy was about to pounce on her. I chuckled and suddenly shoved the red-haired woman in my arms onto him, shouting, "Come on, come on, you guys play together!"
A glance revealed that the black man watching us didn't seem to notice, assuming it was just another ordinary 4P game.
After shoving the red-haired woman onto the dog-country guy, I quickly turned and chased after my mother. The bastard, pinned to the ground by the woman, was utterly dejected and protested loudly.
I caught up with my mother in a few steps, saying, "Sister, don't run anymore, we can't catch that dog-country guy."
My mother had been holding on by sheer willpower, but now she couldn't hold on any longer, collapsing to the ground after only two or three steps.
My mother lay on the grass, drenched in sweat, panting heavily. I crouched down behind my mother. Good heavens, even though I'd watched hundreds of live sex videos of her since I was a child, this was the first time I'd seen her naked body so close. Her rounded buttocks were less than a foot away; I could even see a sliver of her vulva and the fine pubic hairs peeking out from between her buttocks. I almost thought I was dreaming.
How wonderful it would be to reach inside and touch her paradise! I swallowed hard, composed myself, and reached out to untie the bra binding her wrists. The moment I touched her hand, she suddenly rolled away, hissing, "Don't touch me! Get away!"
She glared at me angrily. I quickly explained, "Sister, don't misunderstand, I just wanted to untie the straps on your wrists."
"Hmph..."
My mother didn't answer, her chest heaving violently.
I tried to keep my eyes from lingering on her alluring breasts, looking at her and saying, "Sister, please believe me, I won't hurt you."
Suddenly, I realized how foolish I was. How could my mother possibly believe me?
I had no choice but to say again, "Even if you don't believe me now, think about it. You're not safe right now. There are perverts all around. If you don't have company, they'll catch you very soon."
My mother still didn't answer.
I had no choice but to turn around and say, "Sister, you rest for a while. I'll watch over you. Don't worry, no one will bother you."
From time to time, I could hear the lewd laughter and screams of men and women all around. My mother was lying naked behind me. My heart was pounding, and my lower body was restless. Several times I wanted to turn around and peek at my mother's naked body, but I resisted.
I heard rustling sounds behind me. Maybe my mother was trying to break free of the straps on her wrists. After a while, I heard my mother say, "Hmm, help me untie the straps."
That dog-country man is really resourceful. He can bind her hands so tightly with just a bra. I turned back. My mother had already sat up, her head down and her back to me, her hands still bound.
My mother's waterfall of black hair was disheveled and hung over her shoulders. Sweat on her bare back was stained with some grass clippings. She looked quite pitiful. My mouth was dry, my penis was erect, and my mother's hands were still bound. If I pounced on her and raped her, she probably wouldn't be able to resist. Even if I didn't rape her, touching her buttocks and breasts a few times would be nice. Once she was unbound, it wouldn't be so easy to get my way.
But if I did that, how would I be any different from that dog-country man? My mother would definitely hate me. I sighed and gave up that tempting thought.
Although I had often masturbated while looking at my mother's nude photos, when my mother's naked body was presented so realistically before my eyes, I was terrified and dared not touch her. I couldn't help but smile bitterly; this was really a bit like Lord Ye's love of dragons.
My mother's beautifully shaped bare back displayed sculpted beauty before me. I suppressed the urge to kiss her and struggled to untie the straps on my mother's hands. My mother took the bra I handed her, straightened it, and silently put it on.
My mother sat casually, her hands behind her back fastening her bra. The image of this beautiful woman with her hands behind her back, wearing a bra, is etched deeply into my mind, indelible.
"Who are you? Why did you save me?"
After a while, my mother finally broke the silence.
"Well, you might not believe it, but I'm actually from Norl Town too."
I had already prepared my response.
"What?"
Hearing a familiar place name on this completely unfamiliar island, my mother was somewhat surprised.
The distance between us instantly closed, and I continued, "I noticed you in town, and I... I... to put it simply, I've had a crush on you for a long time."
My mother remained silent.
"Later, I accidentally found out you were on a trip, and I joined the tour group, hoping to have more opportunities to interact with you."
Knowing how much my mother disliked the tour group, I quickly added, "I swear, before coming here, I had no idea this was a tour like this. I only realized how absurd this trip was when I saw that schedule on the bus just now."
"Hmm..."
my mother said.
Whether she believed it or not, I had to finish what I was saying. I continued, "Just now at the foot of the mountain, I saw that you were completely unwilling to participate in this vile activity, so I made up my mind to protect you."
"At first, I was following behind your boyfriend, Mr. Long, but then I couldn't see you anymore. When I came looking for you, it was a little late, but luckily not too late, and I managed to save you."
This part was crucial; it subtly attacked Long Qingshan while also showing off my contribution, making Mom think about what the situation would be like now if I hadn't come along.
This sentence was quite effective; Mom finally whispered a thank you and asked, "What's your name?"
"Zhao Ziyu, Sister Zhuo, you can call me Xiaoyu from now on,"
I said. The name 'Zhao Ziyu' wasn't chosen randomly. My surname is Yu, which sounds like "Yu," and Mom calling me "Xiaoyu" would gradually create a sense of closeness.
Mom was stunned for a moment and said, "From now on? Another month?"
Thinking that she would have to stay on this terrible island for another month, Mom felt a chill and hugged herself tightly with her arms crossed.
A pang of heartache shot through me, and I longed to hold my mother in my arms and tenderly caress her, but I dared not do so. I could only softly say, "Sister Zhuo, don't worry, I'll protect you. I'll ensure you get through this month safely on the island."
"Why would you do this? Spend so much money just to protect a complete stranger?"
My mother lacked confidence in me.
"How can you say we're complete strangers? Sister Zhuo, I see you often in town, and my intention wasn't specifically to protect you. I just wanted to have more opportunities to interact with you through this trip."
These were all my true feelings, so I spoke sincerely.
My mother began to believe me. She whispered, "Xiaoyu, I'm very tired. Can I rest for a while?"
Although the sun was shining brightly, my mother felt a chill in her heart. She bent her knees, hugged them, and rested her head on them, trying to warm her empty, restless soul.
I had just been thinking of taking the opportunity to get closer to my mother, but now I was overwhelmed with pity. I scolded myself for being too selfish, completely forgetting that my mother had just been betrayed by her lover and humiliated by a despicable man from the dog country, almost losing her chastity. How could I expect her to accept another stranger in her current state of mind?
I couldn't expect her to reciprocate with her body at this time; now was my turn to give, to offer my true love to her.
I moved closer, patted my mother's shoulder generously, and said, "Sister Zhuo, put on my shorts."
My mother flinched slightly but didn't avoid me, which was exactly what I wanted—to let her feel the natural and generous love of a man. Otherwise, she might be trapped in a knot in her heart because of what had just happened, thinking that all male contact was as disgusting as that dog countryman's snot.
My mother looked up at me, and I smiled brightly at her, handing her my knee-length shorts.
"Hmm,"
going back to get the torn briefs was obviously impossible, so my mother took my shorts and turned them inside out.
"Don't worry, it's perfectly clean. When that girl pounced on me, I made sure my pants didn't fall down,"
I chuckled.
Mom blushed slightly and said, "Turn around."
I obediently turned my back.
Mom put on my pants and said, "All done."
I turned back and looked at them. The waistband fit perfectly, but the bottom area was stretched taut by Mom. Mom's butt is really big.
Having covered her private parts, Mom finally felt a little calmer and dared to speak to me. She said, "Thank you, Xiaoyu." "You're welcome
. It's my honor to serve Sister Zhuo."
Mom smiled slightly and said, "I recognized you. You sat next to me on the plane."
"Hehe, yes, I've only ever paid attention to you, Sister Zhuo."
Mom couldn't stand my direct confession. She lowered her head and said, "Xiaoyu, what should we do now?"
Hmm, it seems that at crucial moments, Mom still relies on me, her man. I puffed out my chest and said, "Why don't we go down the mountain? Anyway, they haven't set a time when we can go down."
"Okay, fine."
Mom followed half a step behind me. Along the way, we saw couples having wild sex from time to time. Mom couldn't help but feel a little scared and unconsciously grabbed my arm. I took the opportunity to put my arm around her waist and let her walk beside me. This would make her feel safer. Mom didn't stop me.
Seeing my mother hesitate, I asked, "Sister Zhuo, are you going to see Long Qingshan?"
"Yes,"
my mother nodded.
It seemed my mother still cared about that man surnamed Long. I felt a pang of jealousy, but then I thought, this is for the best; let my mother see Long Qingshan's ugly side.
I put my arm around my mother and walked towards the place where I remembered Long Qingshan and I had broken up. My mother seemed both wanting and afraid to see Long Qingshan as he was now. She pressed her body against mine, seeking some support. How could I not do what my mother wanted? I held her even tighter, holding her soft waist; it felt wonderful.
As we walked, I suddenly stopped. My mother looked at me suspiciously. I sighed and pointed to a patch of grass about ten meters away, where four men and women were having sex.
My mother had seen these four men and women, but she never expected Long Qingshan to be there.
The fact was, Long Qingshan was having sex with a blonde woman while giving oral sex to a black woman standing there.
The mother shook her head, unable to believe that the ugly man before her was the same Long Qingshan she had loved since her teenage years!
The mother stood there blankly, motionless, her face ashen.
I hugged my mother and said, "Sister, let's go."
But my mother didn't move; her whole body seemed stiff.
I panicked and cried out, "Sister, sister, what's wrong?"
Seeing my mother's heartbroken expression, I felt like my heart was being torn apart. I hugged and carried her away from that place.
We stopped in a grove of trees some distance away. I could feel my mother trembling all over. I hurriedly hugged her and said, "Sister, sister, don't scare me. If you want to cry, just cry. Please, sister..." My voice trembled
as I spoke.
I held my mother, my heart filled with panic. I was just a fifteen-year-old boy, and I really couldn't accept my mother being like this. If I weren't still mentally strong, I would have almost torn off my disguise and cried out for my mother.
It took a long time for Mom's body to warm up. She leaned on my shoulder and murmured, "He was my love, my life! How could he do this to me, tormenting my life, my love, tearing them to pieces..."
As she spoke, tears silently streamed down her face, soaking my chest. "My heart is dead. There's no meaning in living anymore. Long Qingshan, you're so cruel! You've ruined everything..." My
heart shattered at the same time. Long Qingshan truly held an irreplaceable place in Mom's heart; he was practically her everything. If the dog-country people had only defiled Mom's body, Long Qingshan's vile actions had utterly broken her heart.
Clinging to a sliver of hope, I said, "Sister Zhuo, don't be like this. You still have your son, Xiaojia. He's waiting for you at home."
"Yes, Xiaojia, yes, he's a good boy. He knows how to be considerate of his mother. I really regret it, I regret not listening to him, sob sob..."
Overwhelmed by her sorrow, Mom buried her face in my shoulder and wept bitterly.
Seeing that Mom finally broke down in tears, I felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, gently stroking her back.
Mom cried for a long time, and I supported her weight, my legs almost numb from standing, but I didn't dare to move.
Finally, Mom stopped crying, but her body was still trembling, as if she was lost in thought.
I said softly, "Sister, can you move a little? I'm practically frozen solid."
Mom nodded shyly and pulled away from my embrace. She was unsteady on her feet, and I didn't dare let go, only gently moving her legs.
I stared intently at Mom's face; her tear-streaked appearance was absolutely adorable. Mom felt my intense gaze, covered her face with her hands, and scolded, "Don't look at my face, it's so ugly."
"How could that be? Sister is always the most beautiful,"
I flattered. With my legs moving again, I wanted to pull Mom into my arms for a tender embrace.
"Okay, I don't need you to hug me anymore."
Mom gently pushed me away and said, "Did you bring any tissues?"
"Yes."
I touched myself and realized that my pants were already on Mom's body. I chuckled and said, "Sister, they're in your pocket."
Mom blushed slightly. She took out a tissue, turned her back, and wiped her tears, her shoulders occasionally trembling. After cleaning herself up, Mom turned to face me and said, "Xiaoyu, take me down the mountain."
"Okay."
I nodded heavily, stepped forward, and still hugged Mom's waist. We walked down the mountain together.
Mom's high heels were quite high, making the mountain path difficult. Although I loved watching Mom's beautiful feet wobble gracefully on the path, I couldn't bear to see her suffer. I said, "Sister, let me carry you down the mountain."
"Okay,"
Mom looked up at me and said, "Come on, you couldn't even stand properly after crying on me for a while. You want me to carry you?"
Oh my god, women, they're all so petty!
Arguing with a woman is unwise. I squatted down, scooped up her thighs, and carried her on my back.
"Put me down quickly, you can't carry me,"
Mom said, somewhat touched, struggling to get down.
"No problem, I'm the school's number one shot putter ,
I'm incredibly strong. Carrying you down the mountain is just free exercise," I laughed cheerfully, steadily walking forward to show I wasn't struggling.
Mom struggled a few times but couldn't get off, so she had to lie on his back. His back gave her a broad, solid feeling, a feeling she had experienced with another man before. Thinking of this, Mom sighed softly.
I didn't hear her sigh; I was secretly delighted. Carrying Mom made my steps lighter, and my hands cupped her full thighs, feeling their alluring elasticity—it was truly a pleasure.
Mom was clearly tired. Instead of deliberately supporting my back with her arms, she casually crossed her arms in front of my neck, so her entire chest pressed against my back. Those two incredibly firm breasts of hers would suddenly soften and bounce against my back, providing excellent momentum for me to move forward!
Seeing how hard I was walking, Mom leaned against me and said, "Hmm, thinking about it, I'm lucky. If it weren't for you, this inexplicably infatuated girl, I don't know what I'd be like now."
"Sister, love isn't just important to women. I'm willing to be your infatuated girl,"
I said.
Hearing this, Mom fell silent, lost in thought.
After a while, Mom started crying softly again against my back, tears and snot streaming down her face. I used up all my tissues in no time, but Mom didn't care, wiping her face against my body.
I shook my head and sighed, knowing that Mom's emotional wounds wouldn't heal so easily, so I just let her be.
There was a car waiting at the foot of the mountain. The tour guide and driver were chatting in the car, looking a little surprised to see someone coming down so early.
As we approached, I put my mother down. The tour guide, seeing that I had carried her back, laughed heartily, "Good lad! You've won over this beauty so quickly! Congratulations! You've got what you wanted!"
I smiled awkwardly. My mother kept her head down, not wanting them to see her swollen eyes.
We asked the tour guide for some tissues and water, and my mother and I sat in the last row. I gently comforted her, "Sister, don't cry anymore. Think about your son. It'll break his heart if you ruin your health crying over someone like that."
My mother had just wiped away her tears when she heard my words, and she said sadly, "You're right. I can't give up on myself anymore. Xiao Jia would be heartbroken if he knew his mother was like this."
She was about to cry again.
I said, "Look, look, you just said you wouldn't give up on yourself, and you're crying again."
"I'm not crying for that person,"
Mom said. "I'm missing my son. I'm so sorry for him. He went abroad with me when he was little and suffered so much."
"Hmm..."
I was deeply moved. Mom still remembered me. I said, "Sister Zhuo, don't worry. If your son knew that you still care about her, he would be very happy."
"Yes, these past few years I've only been focused on pleasing that person, and I haven't paid enough attention to Xiaojia. I must make it up to him when we get back,"
Mom said.
Oh, Mom, I was so touched that I couldn't help but hug her tightly.
"Hmm, what are you doing?"
Mom couldn't stand my affectionate gesture and tried to break free from my tight hug.
I suddenly remembered that I was still Zhao Ziyu, but I really couldn't bear to let go, so I said, "Sister, I'm hugging you on Xiaojia's behalf. I'm so touched for him; he has such a wonderful mother."
"You always have so many tricks up your sleeve."
Hearing this, Mom's heart softened, and she let me hug her. "By the way, how did you know my son's name is Xiaojia?"
"Hehe, have you forgotten that I'm your devoted admirer? I've found out everything about you. Xiaojia is a very good kid, and it's obvious he loves you very much.
" "Yes, Xiaojia has always been closest to Mom since we were little. I miss him so much right now, and I really want to go back to his side right away." "
Mom, I'm right here beside you," I thought, my heart filled with emotion, but I couldn't express it, so I just hugged her tighter.
We cuddled for a while, and then Mom said, "Xiaoyu, go ask if this bus can take us back to the hotel a little earlier? I really don't want to see those people's faces."
"Okay," I replied.
I had the same thought, so I went to talk to the tour guide, but he flatly refused, even offering me a tip, saying it was the travel agency's rule that everyone had to travel together, and this rule absolutely could not be broken.
Helpless, I returned to my seat and said dejectedly, "I don't know which country this travel agency is from, they're so rigid."
"Never mind, it's almost noon,"
Mom said. "Take this time to tell me what happened, how did you get to Norl?"
I made up a story, saying I was studying at Yezi University in Norl, and that my family was all in China, etc. I also described some sights in Norl and some features of Mom's house, and only then did Mom believe that I really lived in Norl.
"I never thought there would be someone as boring as you." "
After listening to my words, Mom rested her chin on her hand, gazing out the window with a half-smile, her beauty captivating me. I was stunned.
I leaned forward, intending to hug her waist again, but this time she gently pushed me away, preventing me from getting close.
I felt deeply hurt and sullenly sat down in another corner.
Mom and I looked out the bus windows, each lost in our own thoughts.
After quite some time, a sharp whistle sounded from the mountain, and a while later, people began to descend.
Mom patted the seat next to her; I knew she wanted me to sit there, that she didn't want anyone sitting near her. I stubbornly tried to ignore her, but my legs wouldn't obey, so I moved over and plopped down next to her.
'Are you angry with your sister?'
Mom asked softly.
I snorted and turned my head away.
'Heh…'
Mom chuckled softly, saying, 'Don't be so petty. Look at your little rascal there, so scary! How can your sister bear it?'" "
I looked down and suddenly realized that because my yang energy was so strong and couldn't be released, my penis was so erect that it was practically touching my stomach. Wearing only swimming briefs, its shape was clearly visible.
I cried out in protest, 'What can I do, sister? I watched a whole morning of live porn, and then spent so much time with such a beautiful woman like you. How could I not be excited?'
'Tch, stop being so cheeky.'
My mother's half-smiling, half-punishing expression made my eyes widen even more, and all my previous complaints about her vanished.
Long Qingshan also came down from the crowd, looking dazed and unsteady on his feet. Near the foot of the mountain, he tripped over a protruding rock. My mother's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated, finally turning her head away from him. But I saw a glimmer of tears in her eyes.
'I must completely extinguish this last shred of feeling.'" "
I thought to myself.
After Long Qingshan boarded the bus, he saw his mother sitting in the last row and seemed a little ashamed. He didn't dare to come over and just found a seat at the front.
A little while later, the Chinese man also boarded the bus. Seeing us, he angrily said to the tour guide in broken English, "Tour guide, that man broke the rules! He stole that woman!"
The tour guide glanced at me and asked, "Did he hit you?"
"He pushed another woman into me!"
the Chinese man gestured awkwardly.
"Hahaha..."
Everyone on the bus burst into laughter.
The tour guide patted him on the shoulder, told him to sit down, and then spoke to the security guard through the walkie-talkie. After talking for a while, he turned off the walkie-talkie and said to the Chinese man, "The security guard said that although you tied up that woman, she still escaped. She later went into that gentleman's arms, is that right?"
The Chinese man was speechless and could only nod.
"Okay, then they didn't break the rules." The man from the dog
-country stood up, wanting to argue, but the tour guide coldly stopped him, saying, "I received your complaint afterward. We consulted the security guards, and they said there was no violation, so there was no violation, okay?"
Having experienced their methods before, the man from the dog-country had no choice but to swallow his anger and sit down resentfully.
"It's only the first day, everyone will have more opportunities later, right?"
After all, everyone had paid, so the tour guide smiled and comforted him.
The man from the dog-country glared at us with extremely lewd eyes. My mother felt a chill, and I quickly hugged her, holding her hand and softly comforting her, "Sister, don't be afraid, I'm here. He won't touch you."
My mother nodded and leaned closer to me.
The tour guide called roll once to make sure everyone was present, then announced, "Okay, everyone must have found a partner they like. Enjoy your free time this afternoon and evening!"
"Yay!"
Amid cheers, the car started moving.
Arriving at the hotel, I mustered my courage and said to my mother, "Sister, why don't you stay with me tonight? You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor." After
what happened that morning, my mother knew she could only rely on me on the island. She blushed and nodded, saying, "Xiaoyu, come with me to the room to get my toiletries."
"Okay!"
I was overjoyed that my mother had agreed.
The door to room 319 was closed. My mother rang the doorbell, but the door didn't open for a long time.
We heard voices inside. After waiting a while, just as we were about to call the waiter, the door finally opened. It was Long Qingshan. Seeing us, he said awkwardly, "Zhenzhen, you... why are you back?"
"I came back to get my things,"
my mother said calmly, and started walking into the room.
Long Qingshan had no choice but to step aside.
I followed her in and saw a woman lying on the large bed, her breasts half-exposed. When she saw us, her eyes widened, and she asked Long Qingshan curiously, "Hey, Long Sheng, you said this is your room, who are they?"
"Well, this is my wife, she's here to collect some things,"
Long Qingshan replied.
"Oh, your wife, she's so beautiful!"
the Western woman exclaimed sincerely.
My mother didn't answer, continuing to pack her clothes. She had only said she was taking toiletries, but now she wanted to take everything; it seemed she didn't want to live with Long Qingshan anymore.
I was secretly pleased and went to help my mother unpack her suitcase.
"Young man from the East, you're very lucky,"
the Western woman said cheerfully. "That dog-country guy isn't good enough for this lady. You're wonderful, you and she are a perfect match!"
Now it was my turn to feel awkward. I smiled sheepishly and said, "Thank you, thank you."
Telling Long Qingshan in front of him that his woman was a couple with me, I bet he was furious.
My mother and I finished packing and hurriedly fled room 319. Behind us, we heard a Western woman's enthusiastic blessing: "Bye-bye, have a good time!" I was
sweating bullets. I noticed my mother looked terrible and didn't dare say anything. I opened the door to room 317 and let her go in first.
My mother entered the room, then suddenly turned around and said, "Where's your woman?"
It took me a moment to understand, and I said, "I came alone, I didn't bring a woman."
My mother didn't say a word, went into the bathroom, and locked the door.
I pressed my face against the door and heard sobbing coming from inside. I couldn't help but sigh. Sigh, my mother still can't let go of a relationship of over ten years so easily.
I put down my suitcase, lay on the bed, and let my mind wander.
After a long while, my mother finally came out. She squatted on the floor, opened her suitcase, and bent over, taking out towels and other necessities.
Seeing my mother's eyes, red and swollen from crying, I fell silent.
Mom suddenly stopped what she was doing and said, "Let me make this clear beforehand. I'm grateful you let me stay here, but that doesn't mean I agree to mess around with you. If you want to do *that*, go find another woman."
I sighed and said, "Sister Zhuo, I won't say much more. If you trust me, I'll sleep on the floor in this room to protect you; if you let me leave, I'll get another room. As for other women, I have no interest in them, and please don't mention it again."
Mom didn't say anything and started tidying up again.
I was secretly pleased, knowing that this tactic of feigning retreat had succeeded.
As Mom was hanging clothes in the wardrobe, she suddenly felt a sharp pain, clutched her chest, and slumped onto the edge of the bed.
I rushed over and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"
"What's the point of tidying up? Maybe I'll be in another room tomorrow,"
Mom said sadly.
I felt a surge of pity and hugged Mom, comforting her, "No, don't worry, sister, I won't let any other man touch you!"
Mom shook her head, clearly not very confident in me. She rested for a while, then gently slipped out of my embrace and took her toiletries to the bathroom.
I was helpless; to be honest, I had no idea what other weird tricks this damn tour group had up its sleeve.

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