The debauchery of the end of the world

On New Year's Day, 2012, in the small conference room on the top floor of the Binhai Municipal Party Committee office building, the Binhai Municipal Party Secretary, Mayor, and key leaders of Party, government, labor union, youth league, and various departments were gathered for a secret meeting. Party Secretary Qi Donghai turned off his microphone, cleared his throat, and looked intently at everyone, saying, "Today's meeting, though brief, is extremely important. I just returned from Beijing, and this meeting is being held according to the instructions of the Central Committee because..." Seeing everyone open their notebooks to take notes, he waved his hand, "Do not take notes or record this meeting. Just listen carefully and keep it in your hearts." People found this strange, and some began to whisper and discuss amongst themselves. Secretary Qi coughed lightly and said seriously, "There's a reason why you're not allowed to take notes. This secret meeting is of great importance, and not a single detail of its content can be leaked. This is also a requirement of the Central Committee, so please understand." The room immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him. "Time flies, and we've entered 2012. Everyone's seen the American movie '2012,' right? The Mayan prophecy said this year would be the end of the world." Laughter rippled through the room, everyone's expressions relaxed. The movie was well-made, with grand and realistic special effects—no wonder it was a Hollywood production. However, everyone understood it was just a movie, and various media outlets had debunked it, scientifically analyzing the absurdity of the doomsday prophecy… so no one took it seriously. "Unfortunately," Secretary Qi's tone was low and gentle, "the Mayan prophecy will actually come true." The quiet meeting room immediately became noisy, everyone thinking they'd misheard, asking and questioning each other. Secretary Qi was always serious and earnest in meetings; he'd never joked about such matters. Even Mayor Fang Tiancheng exclaimed in surprise, turning to look at Qi Donghai. Although the two were in charge of party and government affairs respectively, they worked well together and had a good personal relationship. He was puzzled; was Secretary Qi really joking? Qi Donghai nodded sadly and continued, "A year ago, top scientists from the United States, Russia, China, Germany, and Japan secretly gathered in Washington to conduct a major scientific study. This was because, according to astronomical discoveries, a giant comet was approaching Earth's orbit. After about a year of research, it was finally confirmed that this comet would bring catastrophic destruction to Earth by the end of this year." A chorus of "Oh?" and "Ah?" filled the room; everyone was stunned. Such bizarre news was too unexpected. Qi Donghai gestured for silence and said loudly, "Since the disaster is unavoidable, we, as the leaders of Binhai City, must stand firm in our posts until the very end, serving as the parents of Binhai City's 1.6 million people. Before the end of the world arrives, we must ensure the stability of Binhai City, allowing its people to live out their final days in peace." It took a long time for the room to quiet down. Although those present were all leaders, they were still ordinary people. Suddenly hearing that they had less than a year left to live was like a cancer patient hearing a doctor's diagnosis, or a prisoner hearing a death sentence from a judge—their feelings were unimaginable. The meeting room fell silent for a while until everyone calmed down before Secretary Qi began assigning tasks: "The Central Committee has instructed that the focus of our work going forward is to ensure social stability, and to do a good job in preventing and combating violent crimes; secondly, to ensure the supply of materials and prevent soaring prices and shortages of daily necessities. The Central Committee has repeatedly emphasized that information must be kept under wraps to avoid panic. But these things will eventually leak out, and then the ugliness of human nature will be exposed, and society will descend into a state of madness, which is the last thing we want to see." Secretary Qi's gaze was fixed on Police Chief Liu Dalong's face as he spoke earnestly, "I know your police force is limited. Effective immediately, the special task force for 'investigating prostitution, gambling, and drugs' is hereby dissolved. All police resources and energy should be focused on cracking down on organized crime, banning firearms, confiscating controlled knives and other weapons, and severely punishing violent crimes such as theft, robbery, rape, and gang fights. If police resources are insufficient, the armed police will provide strong support, and the militia and joint defense team will also be mobilized to create a high-pressure environment in society, deterring petty criminals. Those lawbreakers must be resolutely and swiftly punished, bringing them all to justice. The city will fully support the funding for the investigations. The heavy responsibility of maintaining social stability is entrusted to you." Liu Dalong nodded. Secretary Qi and Mayor Fang whispered a few words before continuing to assign tasks, including expanding cold storage for food storage, halting all unfinished residential and commercial construction projects, concentrating resources on underground engineering to prepare for severe weather conditions, and expediting the introduction and installation of supporting power generation equipment, air conditioning, air filtration equipment, and large-scale water storage facilities… The meeting ended in a somber and oppressive atmosphere. Although it was adjourned, everyone remained seated in silence, seemingly too exhausted to even stand. *** *** *** *** Fugui Villa is a villa complex located in the seaside resort area of Binhai City. Surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea on the other, it boasts beautiful scenery, clear waters, birdsong, fragrant flowers, and a pleasant climate. A high-voltage electric fence surrounds the enclosed high walls, and well-trained security guards stand watch at the entrance. The entire Fugui Villa has a comprehensive security system comprised of manpower, police dogs, and electronic surveillance, making it the most upscale residential complex in Binhai City. The residents are all extremely wealthy and powerful, encompassing almost all of Binhai City's elite and wealthy. The developer of Fugui Villa is the "Fugui Long" Group, whose chairman, Lin Fuhai, was one of the first people in Binhai City to become wealthy. The group is involved in many fields, including real estate, logistics, commerce, catering, and entertainment. Its assets have expanded exponentially over the years, making it the largest taxpayer in Binhai City. General Manager Lin Shaojie, the eldest son of Lin Dalong, known as "Young Master Lin," just turned 30 this year and is the son-in-law of Mayor Fang Tiancheng. Lin Fuhai, on the other hand, had little formal education and a low level of cultural literacy. He built his empire through sheer boldness, meticulousness, and a complex network of connections. Only someone like him could come up with such a vulgar name as "Wealthy Villa," though it was fitting. This villa complex was his grand project and a source of pride, but it wasn't for profit; prominent figures in the city were all involved. As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to do his bidding," and this generous gift certainly wasn't given for nothing; the loss was easily recouped in other ways. Lin Fuhai was exceptionally bold and loyal. As his company expanded nationwide, he cultivated excellent relationships in business and society. His biggest flaw was his womanizing; he kept mistresses in major cities across the country and rarely stayed in hotels, preferring to stay in his own private homes. He couldn't even remember how many mistresses he had, nor how many children these women had borne him. Some of the children he rarely saw felt like strangers to him. Over the years, these children had grown up, and some had been sent abroad to study. But his favorite was still Lin Shaojie, whom he had chosen as his heir. Lin Fuhai's first wife was Feng Guizhi from the same village, a year older than him. After their marriage, she had been unable to conceive. She suffered from a condition called "habitual miscarriage," losing three fetuses and severely damaging her health. She then followed her doctor's advice and underwent sterilization. Feng Guizhi was a traditional, kind, and family-oriented woman. Even after Lin Fuhai became rich, she remained low-key and disliked ostentation. As a wife, she didn't want the Lin family line to end because of her, so she proactively introduced her distant niece, Feng Meiyu, to her husband to carry on the Lin family line. Feng Meiyu was only fifteen years old at the time, a young beauty already blossoming into womanhood. Despite her impoverished background, she possessed fair skin, delicate features, and captivating charm. Lin Fuhai cherished her like a treasure, unable to bear being apart from her. A year later, Lin Shaojie was born, and two years after that, she gave birth to their daughter, Lin Xiaowan. Despite becoming a pillar of the Lin family, Feng Meiyu did not become arrogant. She respected her aunt, Feng Guizhi, and dutifully raised her two children for the Lin family. However, the lecherous Lin Fuhai was not a faithful man. Relying on his wealth, he had affairs everywhere, leaving Feng Meiyu often alone. The Fugui Villa consisted of detached villas, four stories above ground and two below, with independent courtyards, front and back gardens, and European-style architecture, each numbered. The interior decoration varied according to the owner's preferences, but all were designed by renowned designers and exquisitely crafted. Night fell, and the air was chilly. Inside Villa No. 7, however, it was warm and cozy, with the central air conditioning silently radiating a gentle warmth. Forty-six-year-old Feng Meiyu sat on the sofa, her arm around her nine-year-old granddaughter, Lin Chunyu. Beside them, Lin Shaojie nestled in Feng Guizhi's arms. Because his aunt had doted on him since childhood, he was very relaxed around Feng Guizhi. Opposite them sat Mayor Fang Tiancheng and his daughter, Fang Ruyan. "Old Fang, is what you said true?" Feng Meiyu asked, still somewhat incredulous after hearing the devastating news from Fang Tiancheng. "It can't be false. Astronomy is so advanced now, and this conclusion was reached by several of the world's top countries working together," Fang Tiancheng sighed. Silence fell; everyone's expression was grim.After a long silence, Feng Guizhi said, "Since we're all going to die anyway, there's no point in being afraid. I'm over fifty this year, so it's not a big deal if I die. But Xiao Jie and Yan'er are still young, especially Xiao Yu, her life hasn't even begun yet, sigh..." Xiao Yu, being young, didn't understand what the adults meant and curiously looked up at Lin Meiyu, asking, "Grandma, what's wrong? Why are you all unhappy?" "Oh? Nothing, it's none of your business. Go upstairs and play by yourself for a while." Feng Meiyu saw the nanny coming over and called to her, "Aunt Chen, take Xiao Yu upstairs." Aunt Chen was not yet forty, but she had been a nanny for the Lin family for almost ten years. Last year, her husband died in a car accident, and she had only brought her daughter, Xiao Fang, who had just graduated from junior high school, to live with the Lin family last month. After negotiating with the Lin family, both mother and daughter became nannies. Aunt Chen was always gentle and obedient, deeply favored by her employers. Hearing this, she came over and coaxed Xiao Yu upstairs. After Xiao Yu left, everyone sat silently. Lin Shaojie laughed nonchalantly, "Damn it, dick up; don't die, dick swaying. Since we're all going to die anyway, what's the use of being afraid of dicks?" Fang Ruyan was displeased with her husband's vulgar language and said coquettishly, "Dad's here, can't you watch your mouth?" But the dull atmosphere was lifted by Lin Shaojie's joke, and Fang Tiancheng also smiled and said, "Xiao Jie's words are crude but reasonable. Once you think about it, that's how it is... It's rare that he can adjust his mindset so quickly and well." Feng Guizhi said, "I've been reading Buddhist books for years, and I feel much calmer. I wonder if the six cycles of reincarnation mentioned by Buddha will still be possible after the earth is gone?" Lin Shaojie laughed loudly in her arms, "Of course not! If the earth is gone, what reincarnation is there? We all only have less than a year left, so let's do what we want to do now!" Feng Meiyu was also infected by her son's optimism and smiled, "Son, what do you want to do? Tell Mom, okay?" "Life is short, so one should enjoy it while one can. What man wouldn't want to taste all the delicacies and beauties of the world?" "Hmph, beauties of the world? Aren't you satisfied with me?" Fang Ruyan retorted, feigning anger. "Don't be angry! Women are like flowers; peonies and roses each have their own charm. A garden in full bloom is a vibrant spring. No one wants to grow only one kind of flower in their garden. Besides, even sages say that food and sex are fundamental human needs. If women were a dish, you wouldn't eat the same dish your whole life without changing your palate, would you?" "Looks like I've already bored you. Fine, according to your logic, I should change my tastes." Fang Ruyan was genuinely getting angry. Seeing the young couple about to argue, Feng Guizhi quickly said, "Xiao Jie, why are you talking like that? Look how upset Ru Yan is!" Fang Tiancheng also scolded his daughter, "Yan'er, why are you arguing with Xiao Jie? He's just saying it, he hasn't actually done anything." The elders' well-intentioned attempts to mediate failed to have the desired effect. Lin Shaojie remained nonchalant, saying loudly, "It's no big deal to talk it out! Human nature is inherently greedy, and it's only when suppressed by morality and law that we can live in peace. Since our time is limited, these traditional moral constraints should be loosened. Enjoying life to the fullest and living each day to the fullest is what we should be doing right now. Ru Yan said she wants to try something different, that's fine, as long as she's happy, I'll fully support her!" Fang Ruyan recalled her husband's frequent outings and nights away from home, how he nonchalantly claimed his relationships with other women were just casual flings after she discovered the clues—yet his best friend of many years had slept with him, and his intimacy with her was merely perfunctory… Furious, she couldn't help but purse her lips and say, "Hmph, that's easy for you to say. I think you're just making excuses for yourself. It's not like you haven't tried different things, you just did it behind my back… What, are you planning to make it public now?" Lin Shaojie also recalled that Fang Ruyan hadn't bled during their first time together, and was very cooperative in bed; after marriage, she became a full-time housewife but was often away from home, always running around outside. When asked, she would only say she was shopping, getting beauty treatments, going to the gym, or playing mahjong, but she dressed very provocatively, and he had even found another man's teeth marks on her nipples; she liked to sit in front of the computer at night and chat with men. Once, he secretly went behind her and found that the chat was very ambiguous, with sexual content—Fang Ruyan was very angry when she found out, calling him a pervert and invading her privacy... He also retorted sarcastically, "Same here, I know all your secrets too, why should we take it so seriously?" Seeing that the two were getting more and more tense, a beautiful policewoman suddenly rushed in from outside, went straight to Fang Tiancheng and sat down next to him, took off her hat, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of water, and said to Fang Tiancheng, "Dad, what's going on today? Director Liu said that our team has been disbanded and everyone has to go to the criminal investigation team to help." The visitor was Mayor Fang's second daughter, Fang Ruyun, twenty-six years old this year. After graduating from police academy, she went to the Public Security Bureau and volunteered to join the criminal investigation team. Later, Liu Dalong, fearing for the safety of the mayor's daughter, transferred her to the "Anti-Prostitution, Gambling and Drug Enforcement Team" as its leader. Fang Ruyun had always been a staunch advocate of justice and had a chivalrous spirit. She worked diligently and responsibly at the Public Security Bureau, almost always being a model worker. She despised men who were lecherous and promiscuous, and her crackdown on prostitution was very forceful. Some entertainment venues in the city suffered greatly because of this mayor's daughter, and the owners were in dire straits. Fang Tiancheng understood his daughter's feelings and didn't hide anything from her, advising her, "You probably don't know yet, but the end of the world is coming at the end of this year, so your anti-prostitution work will be meaningless..." "What? The end of the world? Dad, are you kidding me?" Fang Ruyun's beautiful eyes widened, and she asked in surprise. Fang Tiancheng had no choice but to recount the contents of today's meeting to his daughter again. Fang Ruyun had no choice but to believe him, but she was still puzzled: "Even if it's the end of the world, why is cracking down on prostitution pointless?" Fang Tiancheng coaxed her gently: "Hey, this kind of thing isn't like rape or murder, it doesn't really harm society. It's just a corrupt and decadent lifestyle. Time is running out, let them have their fun, there's no need to waste our limited police resources on this." Fang Ruyun said resentfully: "We already had concrete leads, there was a huge promiscuous gang in the city, not only prostitution, but also wife-swapping and group sex. With the team withdrawing, all our previous efforts were wasted... Sigh, those bastards got off easy." Lin Shaojie's facial muscles twitched imperceptibly. He was one of the behind-the-scenes bosses of this promiscuous gang's "Happy Headquarters," and he never expected to be secretly watched by his sister-in-law. He feigned composure and asked, "These kinds of organizations are usually very secretive. How did you get the leads?" Fang Ruyun had always disliked her brother-in-law, this playboy, but today she was in a bad mood and wanted to vent, so she said, "We had only heard of this underground organization, but it was difficult to get evidence. Later, in order to solve the case, we went to great lengths, arranging for two police officers to infiltrate. These two young officers were very much in love and were about to get married, but unfortunately, they broke up because of this case." Fang Ruyan was puzzled and asked her sister, "Broken up because of this case? Why?" "Why else? It's a mess there. Who could stand seeing their sweetheart messing around with other people? Even if they knew it was all an act, they couldn't get over it. What I'm angry about now is that we went to such great lengths, and the case just fizzled out like this. What kind of nonsense is this!" Just then, a young man entered. He was fair-skinned, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and seemed very shy. Upon seeing this, Fang Ruyun was furious and scolded, "Why are you following me like a shadow? Wherever I go, you follow!!" This young man was Qi Rui, the only son of Qi Donghai, the municipal party secretary. He had come to Binhai City with his father a few years ago and now worked at China Merchants Bank. A year ago, after seeing Fang Ruyun at her home, he inexplicably became obsessed and relentlessly pursued her. But Fang Ruyun seemed indifferent to him and consistently rejected him. Strangely, despite many outstanding girls pursuing him, he remained unmoved, not even interested in giving them a second glance… Qi Rui seemed determined, clinging to Fang Ruyun relentlessly. Mayor Fang politely invited him to sit down, but after thanking her, Qi Rui dared not sit, looking pitifully at Fang Ruyun. Fang Ruyun glared at him and said irritably, "We're having a family discussion. What are you doing here? Don't you think you're annoying and superfluous?" Qi Rui's face immediately turned red, and he stammered, unable to speak. Mayor Fang scolded his daughter, "How could you treat Qi Rui like that? I think this young man is quite good." Fang Ruyun said disdainfully, "I just can't stand his effeminate manner; he's more womanly than me." Turning to Qi Rui, she said, "Go away. I don't want to see you right now." It seemed Qi Rui was used to being rejected by Fang Ruyun; he nodded dejectedly and walked away heavily without a word. Everyone in the room was in a bad mood. Seeing that it was already late, Fang Ruyun said to her sister, "Sister, I want you...""Come home and sleep with me tonight." Although she was arguing with her husband, Fang Ruyan still had deep feelings for Lin Shaojie. Hearing her sister say this, she looked to her husband for his opinion. Lin Shaojie was also a little intimidated by his sister-in-law and nodded helplessly to his wife. Fang Ruyan felt helpless. Her sister had liked her since childhood, and the two sisters had always slept in the same bed before marriage, often hugging and touching each other. But she never expected that her sister's sexual orientation would deviate. She was not interested in men at all, but instead became extremely dependent on her, her older sister, which developed into kissing and masturbation. By the time she realized something was wrong, her sister was already hopelessly addicted. If she showed her sister even the slightest indifference or rejection, her sister would throw a tantrum as if she had just been dumped. Because of her doting on her sister since childhood, she had no choice but to go along with it. Gradually, she discovered that women could also experience sexual pleasure, especially her sister's oral sex skills, which seemed to know her sensitive spots perfectly, giving her even more pleasure than her husband… It seemed tonight would be another blissful night, and Fang Ruyan felt a faint sense of anticipation. Mayor Fang and his two daughters left. Actually, the Fang family's villa was number 2, very close to this villa number 7, only a few minutes' walk away. The father and his two daughters walked and chatted, each daughter holding one of their father's arms, which made Fang Tiancheng feel gratified. He thought how wonderful it would be if things could continue like this forever, but alas, time was running out; life is unpredictable, and fate is hard to defy. After the guests left, everyone went to rest. Lin Shaojie went to check on his daughter's room. Xiaoyu was already fast asleep, with Aunt Chen and Xiaofang still keeping watch by the bedside. Xiaoyu liked Xiaofang; the two girls were only a few years apart and could play together, so Xiaoyu always wanted Xiaofang to stay with her for a while before going to sleep. Lin Shaojie gestured to Aunt Chen and her daughter that they could leave, and he carefully looked at his daughter, his heart filled with mixed feelings. Despite his seemingly carefree demeanor and indifference to life and death, he deeply cherished his beloved daughter. The thought of his lovely little girl's imminent departure filled the young father with a profound sadness. He gently closed his daughter's door and then went to his aunt's room to say goodnight. His aunt had always doted on him, spoiling him rotten, so their relationship was even closer than with his own mother. However, in recent years, his aunt had devoted herself to Buddhism, and their intimacy had diminished considerably, leaving Lin Shaojie feeling rather bored. He simply greeted his aunt and went to his mother's room. Feng Meiyu changed into her pajamas and was about to take a shower when she saw her son come in. She immediately threw herself into Lin Shaojie's arms, crying out sadly, "Xiaojie, how can God be so cruel? We only have less than a year left!" Feeling his mother's body trembling slightly in his arms, Lin Shaojie gently patted her back, comforting her, "Mom, don't think so much. This is a fact that can't be changed. Let's try to make the most of our remaining time. Mom, what are your wishes? Let's see if your son can help you fulfill them." Feng Meiyu sighed and said, "Mom is in a very bad mood today. Sleep with me." Seeing his mother's sorrowful face, Lin Shaojie felt a pang of pity and nodded in agreement. Ever since Lin Fuhai had been having affairs and treating their home like a hotel, Feng Meiyu often spent long nights with her son. However, after her son entered puberty, they shared a bed but didn't sleep under separate blankets. It wasn't until Lin Shaojie got married that mother and son rarely slept together. Today's devastating news once again brought mother and son closer, each seeking warmth and comfort from the other. Seeing her son nod in agreement, Feng Meiyu's mood softened. She said, "Mom's going to take a shower. You should take one too later." Feng Meiyu was a clean person who showered at least twice a day, always very carefully, even cleaning under her fingernails. She liked to soak in a bathtub filled with flower petals and often had Aunt Chen scrub and massage her back. Feng Meiyu went to the bathroom in her pajamas, while Lin Shaojie sat on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly, he noticed that the TV cabinet drawer was half-open, containing many DVDs. Curious, he went over to look through them. Besides some regular movies and TV dramas, the drawer contained quite a few erotic films, including those from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and Europe and America. Lin Shaojie felt a pang of pity for his mother: wouldn't watching these things to relieve her boredom only add fuel to the fire? He pulled out a Danish comedy and started playing it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a real sex story. Although the picture quality was poor, the plot was good, the actors were beautiful, and the close-ups of genitals were explicit. He was engrossed in the show, lost in the plot, forgetting all about time. Feng Meiyu, still in her pajamas, emerged from the bathroom, her long, wet hair flowing, and approached her son. Seeing the scene playing on TV, she blushed and turned it off, scolding, "It's getting late, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." Lin Shaojie found his mother's blushing face adorable and couldn't resist teasing her, "Mom, I didn't know you liked watching these kinds of shows! Tell me, what did you think?" Her son's teasing made Feng Meiyu even more embarrassed, and she said impatiently, "Stop being silly, go take a shower." After quickly showering, Lin Shaojie went to his mother's bedroom and saw her still sitting at her vanity, applying skincare products. Feng Meiyu's beautiful figure was pleasing to the eye, and the faint fragrance in the room intoxicated him, stirring up erotic thoughts within him. Seeing her son enter, Feng Meiyu got up to make the bed. Lin Shaojie watched his mother kneeling on the bed, her round, pert buttocks swaying alluringly beneath her thin nightgown… and a surge of lust rose within him, his penis creating a small tent in his pajama pants. Feng Meiyu arranged the two pillows side by side, lifted the blanket, and slipped into bed. She then beckoned to her son, saying, “Xiao Jie, come on up.” Lin Shaojie knew his mother wanted him to be under the other blanket, but he smiled mischievously, lifted his mother's blanket, and slipped inside, embracing Feng Meiyu's delicate body. He said tenderly, “Mom, I want to hold you while I sleep.” Feng Meiyu, secretly wanting her son closer, didn't refuse his playful advances, burying her head in Lin Shaojie's chest and sighing, “Hmm, it’s been so long since anyone held Mom while she slept.” Lin Shaojie's hands slid from his mother's back to her buttocks, caressing her mounds. Feng Meiyu didn't mind and didn't push him away. But she didn't expect her son to go too far, his other hand actually reaching for her breast. She panicked, grabbing his hand and scolding, "What are you doing? You can't even sleep properly!" Lin Shaojie grinned and said, "I have a problem; I need to touch a woman's breasts to fall asleep, otherwise I can't sleep. Mom, didn't I always touch your breasts when I was little? Why won't you let me touch them now?" Feng Meiyu was both amused and exasperated: "Silly child, you were little then, of course you could. But now you're not a child anymore, you're a grown man, you can't touch your mother's breasts anymore." Lin Shaojie argued, "I'm still your son, no matter how old I am. I could touch them before, of course I can now. It's not like I haven't touched them before!" Feng Meiyu asked curiously, "So you touch Ruyan's breasts to sleep every night?" "Yes, she's used to it now, she won't let me if I don't touch them." "Oh? What about her tonight? Are you going to let her sister touch her breasts?" "Mom, let me tell you, Ruyun is a lesbian, she only likes women. Ruyan told me her sister might be quite a handful in bed." Lin Shaojie said, while touching and kneading his mother's breasts through her pajamas. Feng Meiyu felt a surge of sympathy and, forgetting to stop her son from touching her, pressed, "So she'll never get married?" "I think so. Besides, it's only been less than a year, I'm afraid her sexual preferences won't change." Feng Meiyu lightly slapped her son's wandering hand, saying shyly, "Don't touch me like that, Mom can't take it..." Lin Shaojie asked mischievously, "Oh, Mom, what do you feel?"It was very close, only a few minutes' walk. The father and his two daughters walked and chatted, each holding one of their father's arms, which filled Fang Tiancheng with comfort. He thought how wonderful it would be if things could stay like this forever, but alas, his days were numbered. Life was truly unpredictable, and fate was hard to defy. After the guests left, everyone went to rest. Lin Shaojie went to check on his daughter. Xiaoyu was already fast asleep, with Aunt Chen and Xiaofang still keeping watch by her bedside. Xiaoyu liked Xiaofang; the two girls were only a few years apart and played together, so Xiaoyu always wanted Xiaofang to stay with her for a while before bed. Lin Shaojie gestured for Aunt Chen and her daughter to leave. He carefully looked at his daughter, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Despite his seemingly carefree exterior, as if he didn't care about life and death, he truly cherished his beloved daughter. The thought that such a lovely little girl would soon leave this world filled the young father's heart with sorrow. He gently closed his daughter's door and then went to Aunt Chen's room to say goodnight. His aunt had always doted on him since he was little, so their relationship was even better than his own mother's. However, in recent years, his aunt had devoted herself to Buddhism, and their intimacy had decreased considerably, which made Lin Shaojie feel rather bored. He simply greeted his aunt and went to his mother's room. Feng Meiyu had changed into her pajamas and was about to take a shower when she saw her son come in. She immediately threw herself into Lin Shaojie's arms and said sadly, "Xiaojie, why is God so cruel? We only have less than a year left!" Feeling his mother's body trembling slightly in his arms, Lin Shaojie gently patted her back and comforted her, "Mom, don't think so much. It's a fact that can't be changed. Let's make the most of the remaining time. Mom, what are your wishes? Let's see if your son can help you fulfill them." Feng Meiyu sighed and said, "Mom is in a very bad mood today. Why don't you sleep with me?" Seeing his mother's sorrowful face, Lin Shaojie couldn't bear it and nodded in agreement. Since Lin Fuhai started having affairs and treating their home like a hotel, Feng Meiyu often spent long nights with her son. However, after he entered puberty, they shared a bed but not a blanket until Lin Shaojie got married, at which point they rarely slept together. Today's shocking news brought them closer, each seeking warmth and comfort from the other. Seeing her son nod in agreement, Feng Meiyu's mood softened, and she said, "Mom's going to take a shower. You should take a shower later." Feng Meiyu was a clean person, showering at least twice a day, always very carefully, even cleaning under her fingernails. She liked to soak in a bathtub filled with flower petals and often had Aunt Chen scrub and massage her back. Feng Meiyu went to the bathroom in her pajamas, while Lin Shaojie sat on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly, he noticed that the TV cabinet drawer was half-open, containing many DVDs, and curiously went to look through them. Besides some mainstream movies and TV shows, the drawer contained many erotic films from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and Europe and America. Lin Shaojie felt a pang of pity for his mother: wouldn't watching such things to relieve her boredom only add fuel to the fire? He pulled out a Danish comedy and started playing it, only to find it was a real sex film. Although the picture quality was poor, the plot was good, the actors were beautiful, and the close-ups of genitals were explicit. He watched with great interest, completely absorbed in the story, losing track of time. Feng Meiyu, still in her pajamas, emerged from the bathroom, her long, wet hair flowing, and approached her son. Seeing the scene playing on television, she blushed and turned it off, scolding, "It's getting late, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." Lin Shaojie found his mother's blushing face adorable and couldn't resist teasing her, "Mom, I didn't know you liked watching these kinds of shows! Tell me, what did you think?" Her son's teasing made Feng Meiyu even more embarrassed, and she said impatiently, "Stop being so cheeky, go take a shower." After quickly showering, Lin Shaojie went to his mother's bedroom and saw her still sitting at her vanity, applying skincare products. Feng Meiyu's beautiful figure was pleasing to the eye, and the faint fragrance in the room intoxicated him, stirring up erotic thoughts within him. Seeing her son enter, Feng Meiyu stood up and went to make the bed. Lin Shaojie watched his mother kneeling on the bed, her round, pert buttocks swaying alluringly beneath her thin nightgown… and a surge of lust rose within him, his penis creating a small tent in his pajama pants. Feng Meiyu arranged the two pillows side by side, lifted the blanket, and slipped into bed. She then beckoned to her son, saying, “Xiao Jie, come on up.” Lin Shaojie knew his mother wanted him to be under the other blanket, but he smiled mischievously, lifted his mother's blanket, and slipped inside, embracing Feng Meiyu's delicate body. He said tenderly, “Mom, I want to hold you while I sleep.” Feng Meiyu, secretly wanting her son closer, didn't refuse his playful advances, burying her head in Lin Shaojie's chest and sighing, “Hmm, it’s been so long since anyone held Mom while she slept.” Lin Shaojie's hands slid from his mother's back to her buttocks, caressing her mounds. Feng Meiyu didn't mind and didn't push him away. But she didn't expect her son to go too far, his other hand actually reaching for her breast. She panicked, grabbing his hand and scolding, "What are you doing? You can't even sleep properly!" Lin Shaojie grinned and said, "I have a problem; I need to touch a woman's breasts to fall asleep, otherwise I can't sleep. Mom, didn't I always touch your breasts when I was little? Why won't you let me touch them now?" Feng Meiyu was both amused and exasperated: "Silly child, you were little then, of course you could. But now you're not a child anymore, you're a grown man, you can't touch your mother's breasts anymore." Lin Shaojie argued, "I'm still your son, no matter how old I am. I could touch them before, of course I can now. It's not like I haven't touched them before!" Feng Meiyu asked curiously, "So you touch Ruyan's breasts to sleep every night?" "Yes, she's used to it now, she won't let me if I don't touch them." "Oh? What about her tonight? Are you going to let her sister touch her breasts?" "Mom, let me tell you, Ruyun is a lesbian, she only likes women. Ruyan told me her sister might be quite a handful in bed." Lin Shaojie said, while touching and kneading his mother's breasts through her pajamas. Feng Meiyu felt a surge of sympathy and, forgetting to stop her son from touching her, pressed, "So she'll never get married?" "I think so. Besides, it's only been less than a year, I'm afraid her sexual preferences won't change." Feng Meiyu lightly slapped her son's wandering hand, saying shyly, "Don't touch me like that, Mom can't take it..." Lin Shaojie asked mischievously, "Oh, Mom, what do you feel?"It was very close, only a few minutes' walk. The father and his two daughters walked and chatted, each holding one of their father's arms, which filled Fang Tiancheng with comfort. He thought how wonderful it would be if things could stay like this forever, but alas, his days were numbered. Life was truly unpredictable, and fate was hard to defy. After the guests left, everyone went to rest. Lin Shaojie went to check on his daughter. Xiaoyu was already fast asleep, with Aunt Chen and Xiaofang still keeping watch by her bedside. Xiaoyu liked Xiaofang; the two girls were only a few years apart and played together, so Xiaoyu always wanted Xiaofang to stay with her for a while before bed. Lin Shaojie gestured for Aunt Chen and her daughter to leave. He carefully looked at his daughter, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Despite his seemingly carefree exterior, as if he didn't care about life and death, he truly cherished his beloved daughter. The thought that such a lovely little girl would soon leave this world filled the young father's heart with sorrow. He gently closed his daughter's door and then went to Aunt Chen's room to say goodnight. His aunt had always doted on him since he was little, so their relationship was even better than his own mother's. However, in recent years, his aunt had devoted herself to Buddhism, and their intimacy had decreased considerably, which made Lin Shaojie feel rather bored. He simply greeted his aunt and went to his mother's room. Feng Meiyu had changed into her pajamas and was about to take a shower when she saw her son come in. She immediately threw herself into Lin Shaojie's arms and said sadly, "Xiaojie, why is God so cruel? We only have less than a year left!" Feeling his mother's body trembling slightly in his arms, Lin Shaojie gently patted her back and comforted her, "Mom, don't think so much. It's a fact that can't be changed. Let's make the most of the remaining time. Mom, what are your wishes? Let's see if your son can help you fulfill them." Feng Meiyu sighed and said, "Mom is in a very bad mood today. Why don't you sleep with me?" Seeing his mother's sorrowful face, Lin Shaojie couldn't bear it and nodded in agreement. Since Lin Fuhai started having affairs and treating their home like a hotel, Feng Meiyu often spent long nights with her son. However, after he entered puberty, they shared a bed but not a blanket until Lin Shaojie got married, at which point they rarely slept together. Today's shocking news brought them closer, each seeking warmth and comfort from the other. Seeing her son nod in agreement, Feng Meiyu's mood softened, and she said, "Mom's going to take a shower. You should take a shower later." Feng Meiyu was a clean person, showering at least twice a day, always very carefully, even cleaning under her fingernails. She liked to soak in a bathtub filled with flower petals and often had Aunt Chen scrub and massage her back. Feng Meiyu went to the bathroom in her pajamas, while Lin Shaojie sat on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly, he noticed that the TV cabinet drawer was half-open, containing many DVDs, and curiously went to look through them. Besides some mainstream movies and TV shows, the drawer contained many erotic films from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and Europe and America. Lin Shaojie felt a pang of pity for his mother: wouldn't watching such things to relieve her boredom only add fuel to the fire? He pulled out a Danish comedy and started playing it, only to find it was a real sex film. Although the picture quality was poor, the plot was good, the actors were beautiful, and the close-ups of genitals were explicit. He watched with great interest, completely absorbed in the story, losing track of time. Feng Meiyu, still in her pajamas, emerged from the bathroom, her long, wet hair flowing, and approached her son. Seeing the scene playing on television, she blushed and turned it off, scolding, "It's getting late, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." Lin Shaojie found his mother's blushing face adorable and couldn't resist teasing her, "Mom, I didn't know you liked watching these kinds of shows! Tell me, what did you think?" Her son's teasing made Feng Meiyu even more embarrassed, and she said impatiently, "Stop being so cheeky, go take a shower." After quickly showering, Lin Shaojie went to his mother's bedroom and saw her still sitting at her vanity, applying skincare products. Feng Meiyu's beautiful figure was pleasing to the eye, and the faint fragrance in the room intoxicated him, stirring up erotic thoughts within him. Seeing her son enter, Feng Meiyu stood up and went to make the bed. Lin Shaojie watched his mother kneeling on the bed, her round, pert buttocks swaying alluringly beneath her thin nightgown… and a surge of lust rose within him, his penis creating a small tent in his pajama pants. Feng Meiyu arranged the two pillows side by side, lifted the blanket, and slipped into bed. She then beckoned to her son, saying, “Xiao Jie, come on up.” Lin Shaojie knew his mother wanted him to be under the other blanket, but he smiled mischievously, lifted his mother's blanket, and slipped inside, embracing Feng Meiyu's delicate body. He said tenderly, “Mom, I want to hold you while I sleep.” Feng Meiyu, secretly wanting her son closer, didn't refuse his playful advances, burying her head in Lin Shaojie's chest and sighing, “Hmm, it’s been so long since anyone held Mom while she slept.” Lin Shaojie's hands slid from his mother's back to her buttocks, caressing her mounds. Feng Meiyu didn't mind and didn't push him away. But she didn't expect her son to go too far, his other hand actually reaching for her breast. She panicked, grabbing his hand and scolding, "What are you doing? You can't even sleep properly!" Lin Shaojie grinned and said, "I have a problem; I need to touch a woman's breasts to fall asleep, otherwise I can't sleep. Mom, didn't I always touch your breasts when I was little? Why won't you let me touch them now?" Feng Meiyu was both amused and exasperated: "Silly child, you were little then, of course you could. But now you're not a child anymore, you're a grown man, you can't touch your mother's breasts anymore." Lin Shaojie argued, "I'm still your son, no matter how old I am. I could touch them before, of course I can now. It's not like I haven't touched them before!" Feng Meiyu asked curiously, "So you touch Ruyan's breasts to sleep every night?" "Yes, she's used to it now, she won't let me if I don't touch them." "Oh? What about her tonight? Are you going to let her sister touch her breasts?" "Mom, let me tell you, Ruyun is a lesbian, she only likes women. Ruyan told me her sister might be quite a handful in bed." Lin Shaojie said, while touching and kneading his mother's breasts through her pajamas. Feng Meiyu felt a surge of sympathy and, forgetting to stop her son from touching her, pressed, "So she'll never get married?" "I think so. Besides, it's only been less than a year, I'm afraid her sexual preferences won't change." Feng Meiyu lightly slapped her son's wandering hand, saying shyly, "Don't touch me like that, Mom can't take it..." Lin Shaojie asked mischievously, "Oh, Mom, what do you feel?"Feng Meiyu was a very clean person, taking at least two baths a day, each time very thoroughly, even cleaning under her fingernails. She liked to soak in a bathtub filled with flower petals and often had Aunt Chen scrub and massage her back. Feng Meiyu went to the bathroom in her pajamas, while Lin Shaojie sat on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly, he noticed the TV cabinet drawer was half-open, containing many DVDs, and curiously went to look through them. Besides some mainstream movies and TV dramas, the drawer contained quite a few erotic films, including those from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and Europe and America. Lin Shaojie felt a pang of pity for his mother: wouldn't watching these things to relieve her boredom only add fuel to the fire? He pulled out a Danish comedy and started playing it, only to find it was a real sex film. Although the picture quality was poor, the plot was good, the actors were beautiful, and the close-ups of genitals were explicit. He watched with great interest, completely absorbed in the story, losing track of time. Feng Meiyu, still in her pajamas, emerged from the bathroom, her long, wet hair flowing, and approached her son. Seeing the scene playing on television, she blushed and turned it off, scolding, "It's getting late, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." Lin Shaojie found his mother's blushing face adorable and couldn't resist teasing her, "Mom, I didn't know you liked watching these kinds of shows! Tell me, what did you think?" Her son's teasing made Feng Meiyu even more embarrassed, and she said impatiently, "Stop being so cheeky, go take a shower." After quickly showering, Lin Shaojie went to his mother's bedroom and saw her still sitting at her vanity, applying skincare products. Feng Meiyu's beautiful figure was pleasing to the eye, and the faint fragrance in the room intoxicated him, stirring up erotic thoughts within him. Seeing her son enter, Feng Meiyu stood up and went to make the bed. Lin Shaojie watched his mother kneeling on the bed, her round, pert buttocks swaying alluringly beneath her thin nightgown… and a surge of lust rose within him, his penis creating a small tent in his pajama pants. Feng Meiyu arranged the two pillows side by side, lifted the blanket, and slipped into bed. She then beckoned to her son, saying, “Xiao Jie, come on up.” Lin Shaojie knew his mother wanted him to be under the other blanket, but he smiled mischievously, lifted his mother's blanket, and slipped inside, embracing Feng Meiyu's delicate body. He said tenderly, “Mom, I want to hold you while I sleep.” Feng Meiyu, secretly wanting her son closer, didn't refuse his playful advances, burying her head in Lin Shaojie's chest and sighing, “Hmm, it’s been so long since anyone held Mom while she slept.” Lin Shaojie's hands slid from his mother's back to her buttocks, caressing her mounds. Feng Meiyu didn't mind and didn't push him away. But she didn't expect her son to go too far, his other hand actually reaching for her breast. She panicked, grabbing his hand and scolding, "What are you doing? You can't even sleep properly!" Lin Shaojie grinned and said, "I have a problem; I need to touch a woman's breasts to fall asleep, otherwise I can't sleep. Mom, didn't I always touch your breasts when I was little? Why won't you let me touch them now?" Feng Meiyu was both amused and exasperated: "Silly child, you were little then, of course you could. But now you're not a child anymore, you're a grown man, you can't touch your mother's breasts anymore." Lin Shaojie argued, "I'm still your son, no matter how old I am. I could touch them before, of course I can now. It's not like I haven't touched them before!" Feng Meiyu asked curiously, "So you touch Ruyan's breasts to sleep every night?" "Yes, she's used to it now, she won't let me if I don't touch them." "Oh? What about her tonight? Are you going to let her sister touch her breasts?" "Mom, let me tell you, Ruyun is a lesbian, she only likes women. Ruyan told me her sister might be quite a handful in bed." Lin Shaojie said, while touching and kneading his mother's breasts through her pajamas. Feng Meiyu felt a surge of sympathy and, forgetting to stop her son from touching her, pressed, "So she'll never get married?" "I think so. Besides, it's only been less than a year, I'm afraid her sexual preferences won't change." Feng Meiyu lightly slapped her son's wandering hand, saying shyly, "Don't touch me like that, Mom can't take it..." Lin Shaojie asked mischievously, "Oh, Mom, what do you feel?"Feng Meiyu was a very clean person, taking at least two baths a day, each time very thoroughly, even cleaning under her fingernails. She liked to soak in a bathtub filled with flower petals and often had Aunt Chen scrub and massage her back. Feng Meiyu went to the bathroom in her pajamas, while Lin Shaojie sat on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly, he noticed the TV cabinet drawer was half-open, containing many DVDs, and curiously went to look through them. Besides some mainstream movies and TV dramas, the drawer contained quite a few erotic films, including those from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and Europe and America. Lin Shaojie felt a pang of pity for his mother: wouldn't watching these things to relieve her boredom only add fuel to the fire? He pulled out a Danish comedy and started playing it, only to find it was a real sex film. Although the picture quality was poor, the plot was good, the actors were beautiful, and the close-ups of genitals were explicit. He watched with great interest, completely absorbed in the story, losing track of time. Feng Meiyu, still in her pajamas, emerged from the bathroom, her long, wet hair flowing, and approached her son. Seeing the scene playing on television, she blushed and turned it off, scolding, "It's getting late, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." Lin Shaojie found his mother's blushing face adorable and couldn't resist teasing her, "Mom, I didn't know you liked watching these kinds of shows! Tell me, what did you think?" Her son's teasing made Feng Meiyu even more embarrassed, and she said impatiently, "Stop being so cheeky, go take a shower." After quickly showering, Lin Shaojie went to his mother's bedroom and saw her still sitting at her vanity, applying skincare products. Feng Meiyu's beautiful figure was pleasing to the eye, and the faint fragrance in the room intoxicated him, stirring up erotic thoughts within him. Seeing her son enter, Feng Meiyu stood up and went to make the bed. Lin Shaojie watched his mother kneeling on the bed, her round, pert buttocks swaying alluringly beneath her thin nightgown… and a surge of lust rose within him, his penis creating a small tent in his pajama pants. Feng Meiyu arranged the two pillows side by side, lifted the blanket, and slipped into bed. She then beckoned to her son, saying, “Xiao Jie, come on up.” Lin Shaojie knew his mother wanted him to be under the other blanket, but he smiled mischievously, lifted his mother's blanket, and slipped inside, embracing Feng Meiyu's delicate body. He said tenderly, “Mom, I want to hold you while I sleep.” Feng Meiyu, secretly wanting her son closer, didn't refuse his playful advances, burying her head in Lin Shaojie's chest and sighing, “Hmm, it’s been so long since anyone held Mom while she slept.” Lin Shaojie's hands slid from his mother's back to her buttocks, caressing her mounds. Feng Meiyu didn't mind and didn't push him away. But she didn't expect her son to go too far, his other hand actually reaching for her breast. She panicked, grabbing his hand and scolding, "What are you doing? You can't even sleep properly!" Lin Shaojie grinned and said, "I have a problem; I need to touch a woman's breasts to fall asleep, otherwise I can't sleep. Mom, didn't I always touch your breasts when I was little? Why won't you let me touch them now?" Feng Meiyu was both amused and exasperated: "Silly child, you were little then, of course you could. But now you're not a child anymore, you're a grown man, you can't touch your mother's breasts anymore." Lin Shaojie argued, "I'm still your son, no matter how old I am. I could touch them before, of course I can now. It's not like I haven't touched them before!" Feng Meiyu asked curiously, "So you touch Ruyan's breasts to sleep every night?" "Yes, she's used to it now, she won't let me if I don't touch them." "Oh? What about her tonight? Are you going to let her sister touch her breasts?" "Mom, let me tell you, Ruyun is a lesbian, she only likes women. Ruyan told me her sister might be quite a handful in bed." Lin Shaojie said, while touching and kneading his mother's breasts through her pajamas. Feng Meiyu felt a surge of sympathy and, forgetting to stop her son from touching her, pressed, "So she'll never get married?" "I think so. Besides, it's only been less than a year, I'm afraid her sexual preferences won't change." Feng Meiyu lightly slapped her son's wandering hand, saying shyly, "Don't touch me like that, Mom can't take it..." Lin Shaojie asked mischievously, "Oh, Mom, what do you feel?"

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