Messy, messy, messy, change, change, change

Chapter 1

A row of cram schools lined the train station. During the ten-minute breaks, groups of students would gather, some discussing homework, some drinking beverages, and some enjoying the fresh air.

Aqin, smoking a cigarette, watched the people coming and going on the street, his mind preoccupied with this year's university entrance exams. After being discharged from the military, he worked while attending cram schools. For Aqin, an orphan, it was like a pawn crossing the river—he could only forge ahead.

Suddenly, lost in thought, he was drawn to a woman passing by. Wasn't that his aunt? Aqin's heart leaped with joy. He hadn't seen her for over ten years. In his memory, his aunt was very filial, often pushing his grandmother's wheelchair for walks. His aunt had an oval face, a slender figure, and always wore light makeup, her beauty as delicate as a blooming lotus flower. Because she was Aqin's mother's youngest sister, she was only seven years older than him. He remembered how kind his aunt had been to him, always buying him food, clothes, and stationery.

Aqin hesitated for a moment, then ran over and called out to the woman, "Aunt Hongyi." He had called her "Aunt Hong" since childhood.

Aunt Hong looked at Aqin with a puzzled expression, seemingly wondering who he was, after all, they hadn't seen each other for over ten years.

"It's me, Aqin!" Seeing that Aunt Hong didn't recognize him, Aqin had to remind her.

"Oh, it's Aqin! You've grown so tall, I almost didn't recognize you. What are you doing here?" Aunt Hong finally remembered Aqin and seemed a little happy.

"I'm studying here!" Under Aunt Hong's gaze, Aqin told her everything truthfully.

"Poor child, how have you been these past few years?"

Aqin replied, "I'm fine, working and studying at the same time, my life is very fulfilling."

"Really? Then, Aqin, where do you live now?"

Aqin continued, "I rent a small apartment, 3000 yuan a month."

"Rent a place?" Aunt Hong thought for a moment and said to him, "Aqin, move in with me, I happen to have a room."

"Really, Aunt Hong?" I asked uncertainly.

"Of course it's true. Ah-Qin, why don't you move in? You're all alone anyway."

Ah-Qin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, thank you, Aunt Hong."

"Look at you, there's no need to thank me. I'm lonely living alone anyway, it'll be more lively if you move in with me!" Aunt Hong smiled, then took out a business card and handed it to him, saying, "Remember to contact me tomorrow!"

The next morning, Ah-Qin took the day off. He packed his luggage, grabbed his business card, found the address, and arrived at a three-story building. This is it, he rang the doorbell.

Aunt Hong, wearing a loose sleeveless top and knee-length joggers, opened the door: "It's Ah-Qin? Come in quickly!" She led him up to the third floor.

Ah-Qin followed behind her, his eyes deeply attracted by her beautiful, full buttocks, the crease of her panties clearly visible beneath her joggers. As he looked, his little brother became unusually swollen and aroused.

Upon reaching the third floor, Aunt Hongyi turned around and saw Aqin's flushed face. She asked with concern, "Aqin, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?" She touched his forehead as she asked. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Aqin snapped back to reality and said, "Maybe it's too hot."

"I thought you were sick! You scared me!" Aunt Hongyi gave him a reproachful look, then warmly greeted him and introduced him to her home.

Aqin asked Aunt Hongyi, "Where's your husband, Auntie?"

Aunt Hongyi laughed and said, "Auntie isn't pretty, so she won't get married."

Aqin immediately said, "No way! Auntie is the prettiest! She's had at least dozens of boyfriends."

"You little devil, talking nonsense..."

Aqin quickly said, "I've grown up after my military service, and you still call me a little devil?"

Aunt Hongyi laughed and replied, "Yes, Aqin has grown up."

Aqin's gaze, however, lingered on her full and firm breasts.

After a week of getting to know each other, Ah-Chin learned that Aunt Hong-Yi's marriage prospects had been delayed because she was taking care of her maternal grandmother, who had passed away several years ago. Aunt Hong-Yi had also started her own trading company, specializing in importing foreign wines, and her business was thriving. Aunt Hong-Yi was about 165 cm tall, with measurements of 34C-24-34, and had long, beautiful legs. Her skin was fair and rosy, and flawless. She was 32 years old this year; while not a stunning beauty, she was certainly charming. Although I often admired her from behind while she cooked, because she was my aunt, I could only suppress my anger and never dared to have any improper thoughts. I could only go to pornographic websites late at night, watching videos and using my hands to soothe my penis until it ejaculated. One night, around 1 a.m., as I was reading erotic articles and fantasizing about my aunt, kissing her cherry-like lips, stroking her smooth, black hair, her high, firm breasts, licking every inch of her skin, burying my head between her legs, sucking on her sweet nectar, my little brother just about to ignite, there was a knock at the door. My aunt asked, "Ah-Qin, are you asleep?" I quickly put on my sweatpants, dropped my computer, and rushed to open the door. Aunt Hongyi complained about how long it took, seeing me panting heavily. "You were exercising?" she asked. I could only stammer that I had just finished doing push-ups. "No wonder you're so strong," she said, immediately seizing the opportunity. "I'm a retired demolition team member." Aunt Hongyi asked what a demolition team was, and I said it was a special forces unit. Aunt Hongyi seemed to understand, so I explained that special forces training doesn't leave them with any muscle, unlike bodybuilders, whose muscular physiques are just for show. "Oh, right, Auntie, is there something you need so late? My computer's A drive just broke, and I wanted to borrow your computer and printer to print out the documents and quotes for tomorrow morning's meeting," Auntie said, shaking the floppy disk in her hand. "Sure," Auntie Hongyi said, bending down to turn on the computer. She was wearing loose mini sweatpants, the kind she wore before bed, and I couldn't help but be drawn to her from behind, looking at her smooth, beautiful legs and the pink, semi-transparent panties peeking out from under the loose fabric. Just as I was admiring her, Auntie noticed seven or eight neatly folded sheets of toilet paper and a bottle of baby oil placed in front of the screen. At that moment, Auntie turned to look at me, and I didn't have time to react. Our eyes met, and Auntie noticed my greedy, burning gaze on her lower body, and she also noticed the large tent in the front of my sweatpants. Instantly, Auntie's face flushed, and I blushed even more, at a loss for words. "I...I just...just exercised..." I went to take a shower and was getting ready for bed, turning around and rushing out of the room to the bathroom. Leaving Auntie bewildered behind.

The next morning, I got up early and cooked porridge and fried eggs for my aunt, prepared canned food, and left a note for her to go to the library. Since there were only three months left until the university entrance exam, I had quit my job to focus on it and had been preparing at home most of the time. That day, I was restless, wondering how to explain things to my aunt. I didn't get home until 10 pm. I opened the front door and went to the living room but didn't see her. I thought she was in her room; the lights were on. I said at the door, "Auntie, I'm home. I'm going back to my room to study." She replied, "Okay." Opening her bedroom door, I saw a piece of paper on her desk with the following written on it...

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