The Most Beautiful Dream 112

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Chapter 1 ? ? In those youthful years, you entered my heart.
I first saw Jun'er when I was in the third grade of elementary school. I was ten years old then, a hazy age, and I felt she was so beautiful, fulfilling all my fantasies about women at the time.
She was talking with her two older sisters. When I was playing with my friends, I ran past them, and one of my friends tripped and fell. I helped him up and looked up to see Jun'er. She smiled at me and said to her sisters, "Whose child is this in our village? Boy or girl, so handsome." She seemed somewhat delicate, somewhat melancholic. Jun'er's eldest sister, Lu Jiuyue, laughed and said, "His nephew? You're having an engagement party, and you don't even know your nephew?" Jun'er seemed quite unhappy and whispered something to her two sisters. Suddenly, I mischievously called out, "Auntie, Great Aunt, Second Aunt." Jun'er suddenly blushed and glared at me fiercely. That year, Jun'er was 18 and became my aunt. My
aunt and uncle were betrothed as children. Because my grandmother was ill and they couldn't afford to send my uncle to school, he dropped out for a few years and married my aunt. In my memory, my uncle was a bookworm when he was young, and a bit stingy. He was the first person in his village to wear glasses. We were from a relatively poor village in the north, and education was the only way out. Wearing glasses was considered a sign of a good student in those days, but I didn't think so. My aunt didn't think so either. She said that wearing glasses made him look less manly. She spoke softly
about my grandmother, and her heart was always filled with sweetness. I was her most beloved child. From as far back as I can remember, I would run to her house whenever I had time. It was a two-hour walk from my house to my grandmother's house, but I never felt tired and always enjoyed it. This indirectly led to my relationship with my aunt (it was a tragic one, I just don't want to admit it)
. Anyway, when I was in fifth grade, my cousin was one year old, but my grandmother's condition also began to worsen. I would visit my grandmother whenever I had time. But because my maternal grandmother had tuberculosis, my uncle wouldn't let me sleep with my grandparents anymore. He made me sleep with them and my little cousin instead. I was quite unwilling and threw a tantrum that night. My grandmother cried, and my aunt patted my head and said, "Xiaolin, you're all grown up now, you need to be obedient." I was also bothered by her unhappiness after hearing about my marriage to my uncle, and I didn't want to show weakness in front of her, so I agreed to take
the county-wide elementary school entrance exam at the end of the semester. I lived up to expectations and came in third in the county. Actually, I could have gotten first place, but because I drank too much water before the exam, I got nervous and peed in the classroom, which meant I didn't check my math test. At that time, my aunt would tease everyone, saying, "Look how amazing my nephew is, he peed in the classroom and still got third place in the county!" I swore several times that no one knew, but she didn't keep it a secret.
During the summer vacation, I stayed home as usual to take care of my grandmother and cousin, while my uncle and the others went to work in the fields. Until that day, I shattered that peaceful life with my own hands. Grandma was in the outer room while I lay down, and my little cousin was sleeping in the inner room. With no good TV to watch, I went to my uncle's bookshelf to look for "Reader's Digest," and found a locked women's diary. It must have been my aunt's; I never expected her to keep a diary. Without thinking, I opened it (my dad taught me how to open locked diaries; he always hits my diaries, and I can just pry them open with a needle). The diary started after my cousin was born. I remember a few passages clearly: "
The baby is born. The name he chose is very common, but it doesn't matter, as long as the child is safe and happy. She doesn't want to be like me; she wants to live the life she likes. She wants to be like Xiaolin, handsome and good at studying.
Xiaolin cried today because she can't sleep with her mother-in-law." I suddenly felt sorry for him. In this world, family is the most important thing. This might be why I didn't resist this marriage.
Two years have passed; working in the fields is hard. I considered opening a sewing shop in the county town, but seeing Qian'er made me feel indifferent. He's stingy, unromantic, and so on, but he's always been a family man who loves his family. That should be enough for a woman, right?
Xiaolin did very well on the exam, but he actually peed in the classroom because he was so nervous! It cracked me up. He's grown so tall in two years, almost as tall as me now! Kids grow so fast, so Qian'er needs to grow up quickly
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I'm quite sentimental. I just finished reading Lu Yao's *Ordinary World* a few days ago. After reading the diary, all my scholarly spirit exploded, and I cried. Suddenly, I understood her. Her uncle wasn't romantic or wealthy; he didn't suit her at all, but she still married him. Arranged marriages can be deadly. That night, I kept thinking about the diary and couldn't sleep until very late. In my hazy state, I heard my aunt's voice: "Is Xiaolin there?" I was nervous, yet vaguely expectant, and slowly regulated my breathing. A moment later, I felt a hand slip under the covers and touch my stomach. The hand was soft and the wrist was warm. I knew it was my aunt's hand. I trembled with fright, and then the hand stopped. For some reason, my penis suddenly became erect. I became even more nervous and wanted to roll over to cover it, but I didn't dare. The hand suddenly went straight into my underwear, pinched my hard penis, squeezed it, and then pinched it hard before pulling it away.
I don't know when I fell asleep that night, but I had a wet dream the next day. It was my first time, and I was so embarrassed.
I didn't wake up until 10 o'clock. My cousin wasn't there; they must have taken her to the fields. The first thing I did after getting up was wash my underwear. I'm familiar with wet dreams because I like reading, and I knew about them from books. I was just afraid my aunt would see them, so I hung my underwear to dry on the back of a pile of dry branches used for cooking in the outer yard. At 11 o'clock, my aunt returned with my cousin. I was a little afraid to look at her. I picked up my cousin and prepared to follow her to the kitchen to help her cook as usual. She turned around, holding my underwear that I had hung out to dry, and said, "It's dry, it almost blew away in the wind." I blushed, took the underwear, turned around, and went inside to put it in my bag
. I don't know if it was because of the fire, but my face was still hot. I kept putting branches into the stove with my head down. "Xiaolin, the fire is too big, put in fewer branches," my aunt said. "Oh." I turned the fire down a little, then looked up at her and saw her smiling at me. She patted my head and said, "It's okay, Auntie won't tell anyone." I lowered my head and then looked up again, wanting to say something but unable to speak. She seemed to know what I was going to say and said, "I won't tell your uncle either." I nodded and whispered an "Mmm."
After she patted my head again, I paid special attention to my aunt. She was 1.6 meters tall, which is considered a standard of beauty now, but for a woman working in the fields in the countryside, she was a bit thin. She had many beautiful clothes, most of which she made herself, but she only wore them for
a few days when she went to the county town. After the harvest was almost complete, her uncle went to work in the city. I was happy to be alone with my aunt
. Then, several days of continuous rain and gloomy weather came, and with nothing to do, I went to play with the local children. I didn't get home until dark and found the door locked, so I called for my aunt to open it. She ran to open the door, and when she did, I saw she was only wearing a tank top that reached her knees. She told me to lock the door and then ran back inside. I locked the door and went into the inner room. I saw a large basin of water on the floor and realized she was taking a bath. My little cousin was asleep on the kang (a heated brick bed)
. "Aunt, are you done bathing? I'm going out to play for a bit and then I'll come back."
"It's okay, I'm done. Pour that basin of water on the table over my hair." My aunt sat in a chair, head down, and pointed to the table. I picked up the basin and poured water on her hair. I saw her breasts, large and white, barely contained by her tank top, swaying with each wash. My mind went blank.
"Xiaolin, Xiaolin, are you crazy?" When I came to my senses, I heard her say, "You should wash too, the water's warm." I saw my aunt rubbing her hair with a towel while pointing at the basin; her two nipples were very prominent. I lowered my head and said okay.
Water is very precious here; I used to wash first, and then my uncle would wash with the second stream of water. I quickly stripped down to my underwear and finished washing in no time. My aunt had just finished drying her hair and applying oil. We took the water out to empty it together. Getting closer, I could smell a faint fragrance. To this day, I don't know what kind of oil it was; the scent still lingers in my mind. Later, when I asked her what kind of oil it was, she had forgotten. Perhaps what remains in my mind is that feeling of youthful affection.
My cousin woke up, crying for milk. My aunt was very angry and said, "She's so big and still breastfeeding, it hurts so much! Xiaolin, bring me the chili powder."
I went to the kitchen to get the chili powder. My aunt took off the strap of her left shoulder, revealing her large, perky, white breasts with round, red nipples, unlike the dark ones of many women. Seeing me standing there dumbfounded with the chili powder box, she said, "Put some on. If Qian'er eats spicy food all the time, she won't dare to drink milk anymore."
"Okay." I dipped my finger in the chili powder and rubbed it on my nipple. Because I was nervous, I used a little too much, and the chili oil kept dripping down my nipple. I panicked and quickly switched hands to rub the chili oil on. That was the first time I touched my aunt's breasts. They were soft and warm.
"You little rascal, are you going to rub my belly full of chili oil?" my aunt said with a laugh. I didn't say yes. My aunt said to wash my hands and bring a hot towel. I took the towel to the kitchen, washed my hands, scalded the towel, and brought it into the inner room. I saw that my cousin had indeed stopped drinking milk and had been coaxed to sleep by my aunt. My
aunt took the towel and rubbed chili oil on my breasts right in front of me. I started to get bolder and didn't hide anymore. I just watched, knowing that my aunt wouldn't scold me. My aunt's skin was fair, unlike the dark skin of other rural women. I then remembered that she always wore thick clothes, a sun hat, and gloves when she worked; she really cared about her appearance. After she finished wiping herself, I took the towel out to wash it. When I came back, I saw her lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) writing in her diary. I picked up a storybook and flipped through it casually. Listening to her soft breathing, thinking about her breasts and her white belly, I couldn't concentrate on
reading a single word. "Xiao Lin, you're not studying properly. What are you reading?" my aunt leaned closer and pointed to the book. I followed her finger and saw this passage: Even though her breasts were covered by her clothes, I could feel their size; the two little white rabbits seemed about to jump out of her clothes. I couldn't explain, so I just lowered my head and didn't speak. "You're still young, don't watch this kind of thing. You need to study hard so you can watch it when you grow up," my aunt said, patting my head. "Okay," I said, turning to her. I saw her big, bright eyes.
The next day, the rain didn't seem to be stopping. I caught a cold because I hadn't listened to my aunt and hadn't worn enough clothes. My aunt gave me some cold medicine, but I still wasn't better by the afternoon. She said school was starting soon, and if I wasn't better, she'd have my dad take me to the county town to see a doctor. I really didn't want to, but I had no choice.
That night, my aunt made me share a bed with her, using two blankets so I could sweat and recover faster. After putting my cousin to sleep, my aunt urged me to go to sleep. I didn't know where to put my hands; they were just standing there, completely still. My aunt told me to close my eyes and go to sleep early, but I wasn't sleepy at all. I could feel her touching my head and checking if I was covered up properly. My little brother got hard again, and I felt a little embarrassed, so I turned around
. "Don't move around, be careful the wind gets under the blanket," my aunt said, covering me with the blanket. I could clearly feel her breasts against my back, soft and yielding. As my aunt pulled the blanket back, she touched my erect little brother.
"You little brat, you have a cold and you're thinking about all sorts of things." She pinched my little brother.
"I don't know what happened, it just got like this," I whispered.
"It's okay, just sleep well." My aunt's voice was soft, her breath tickling my ear. She put her hand inside my underwear and pressed down, and my little brother reflexively sprang. My aunt then grasped it and put two pairs of underwear on me. I felt even hotter and started to tremble.
"Auntie, why is there hair on my penis?" I asked softly. Actually, I knew that hair grows as you grow up; I'd seen my classmates' penises with lots of hair when I went to the bathroom, while mine only had a few strands
. "It's normal for this to happen when you grow up, don't be afraid," my aunt said, her voice trembling slightly. My aunt was saying this when she found a few hairs at the base of my penis and stroked them one by one.
"Go to sleep, your cold will be better when you wake up tomorrow." My aunt seemed to be taking her hand out.
"Auntie, can you
hold me while I sleep?" I said. My aunt didn't speak for a while, and then I felt her arm reach under my neck to stop me, and another arm went through my waist and into my underwear, holding my penis, and whispering, "Sleep."
I had a dream that I was holding a woman, holding her very tightly, so tightly that I could hardly breathe. Then I felt my penis twitch several times, and I knew I had wet myself again. As I was about to take off my underwear, I felt a hand release my penis, and I suddenly realized that I was still in my aunt's arms. I had wet myself on my aunt's hand, and only then did she wake up. I didn't dare to wake up and pretended to be asleep with my eyes closed. My aunt wiped her hands on my underwear, then gently pulled it off, wiped the semen off my penis, and shook it. I resisted the urge to make it hard. A cold draft blew in from under the covers; my aunt got up. I heard her footsteps receding, took a deep breath, and was about to get up when I heard her footsteps again. I could only keep my eyes closed and pretend to be asleep. My aunt gently lay down, took a pair of underwear, and slowly put them on me. Then she reached inside, grasped my penis, and before she could shake it like before, it became hard uncontrollably. My aunt paused for a moment, not pulling her hand away, and said, "Xiaolin, you're awake."
I softly hummed in response, "Auntie, I think my cold is better."
"Yes, you only do naughty things when your cold is better, right?" My aunt patted my little brother and said, "It's good that your cold is better, I was so worried."
I turned around, looked into my aunt's eyes, and said, "Auntie, you're so good to me." My aunt took her hand from my little brother, patted my head, and said, "Silly child."
"Auntie, what time is it? When do I get up?"
"It's only six o'clock, and it's still raining. Sleep a little longer." As she spoke, my aunt tucked me in, hugged my bottom, and pulled me closer to her. My face was pressed against my aunt's neck, and I could feel my little brother against her soft belly, almost sinking in.
"Why are you so restless?" My aunt reached into my underwear and pinched my butt, making it tingle and numb.
"I don't know, I just get like this whenever I'm next to you," I mumbled in the blanket, my mouth pressed against my aunt's neck, feeling its warmth.
"You're all grown up now, you can't sleep with your aunt anymore," my aunt said with a sigh of relief.
Hearing this made me very sad, feeling that this might be the last time I would sleep with my aunt. I reached out and hugged her waist tightly.
My aunt, seeing that I didn't speak and held her tighter, seemed to sense my reluctance to let go. After a long while, she whispered, "Then you have to be good and don't let anyone know."
I was very happy and nodded, saying, "Okay." Then, I mischievously licked her neck. "Aunt, does it tickle?"
"No, it doesn't tickle," my aunt whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
I licked her again. "Does it tickle?"
"No, it doesn't tickle."
I scratched her armpit with my hand, and my aunt said it tickled. Be a good girl and go to sleep, don't wake Qian'er. The next day, I still went back. My father came to pick me up. My father is in the medicinal herb business and spends a lot of time traveling. He usually doesn't have time to take care of me. This time, he definitely came back to take me home to prepare for school. My father said that school is about to start, and I need to go back to study and settle down. My face was full of reluctance as my aunt patted my head and said, "Go back and study hard. When you grow up and become successful, take me on a trip." I nodded and said okay.
My family lives in the countryside. Because I did well on my exams, my dad used his colleague who was in the medicinal herb business to contact someone at the education bureau and get me transferred to the county's top high school.
[To be continued]
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