I had an affair with my girlfriend's mother (family incest adult novel)

It was one day three years ago when I met her. She was young and beautiful, four years younger than me. I was born in 1978.

She was born in 1982. I was 24 and she was 20 that year. We met by chance. She was very beautiful. We got to know each other gradually from our initial acquaintance. She was a natural beauty, very beautiful, with long hair and a good figure. She was a gentle girl.

To be honest, we met by chance, mainly because she stepped on my foot on the bus. At that time, I was going to the market to buy clothes to attend a classmate's wedding. Coincidentally, we were going to the same place to shop and she was going there for the same purpose. As a result, we went together, and slowly, we got to know each other and became friends.

Don't get me wrong, she and I are just good friends.

Maybe it’s because I treat her like my little sister and I don’t try hard to please her like other boys do. Instead, I win her favor, so she has a lot to talk about with me. She is a girl who grew up in a single-parent family. She is very independent and has a strong personality.

To be honest, I don’t like girlfriends who are younger than me. I have had several girlfriends before, and the youngest was only less than 1 year younger than me. She once asked me why I didn’t like me, and I said, I like you. How can we be friends if I don’t like you? She laughed and asked, "Don't you want to pursue me? Are you a lesbian?" I hit her on the head and said I didn't like minors. Our relationship continued to develop and we became good friends who could talk about anything. I am also wondering why I don’t like her. She has a good figure and is beautiful, but I just am not interested.

Is there something wrong with me? No, do you have any reaction when watching porn? Many boys pursued her and I became her shield. She doesn't like them, and she doesn't know what kind of boy she likes. A girl who grew up in a single-parent family must have weird thoughts.

We are very happy together. I take good care of her, maybe because she is a single parent. I think single-parent families must have some psychological trauma, so I take extra care of her.

I don't have a girlfriend. My house is a mess. She often comes to help me clean it up. When she is upset, she also likes to come to my place to surf the Internet. One day, she came to me and she was crying. I asked her why, and she said she had quarreled with her mother.

In the past, I seldom asked her about her family, for fear of hurting her. You know, single-parent families are afraid to ask about family issues, and these topics are very sensitive. She told me about her family. She didn't know who her father was. Her mother had her when she was 17 years old with her boyfriend at the time. Her mother and boyfriend were still children at the time, so you can imagine.

At that time, when reform and opening up had just begun, this was a huge matter. Her mother insisted on having the child and was forced to drop out of school. The boy was also punished and later moved to another city and was never seen again. Her mother had no choice but to give birth to the child herself. Then she started working at a young age, but she didn't have a formal job. Her grandparents also hated her mother at the time, but she was their daughter after all, so they helped her set up a small stall to sell things.

It may also be ironic that those who went into the sea in the early years were living well, while those who worked in factories at that time were facing layoffs. Her mother should have been better off after years of hard work, but after all, she had to raise a child and did not have much money. However, her family was considered well off because her grandparents did not recognize her and refused to give child support.

Later, when her mother was a little older than she is now, her grandparents gradually passed away, and her mother raised her alone. You have to know that her mother was not very old at that time. I was very touched and thought her mother was great.

I have forgotten what I asked her at that time, and I don't remember why she quarreled with her mother, but I remember that she was very sad. She felt that she shouldn't have quarreled with her mother and felt very sorry for her mother. I persuaded her for a long time and gradually she calmed down. I asked her to call her mother to apologize first, and then I would take her home.

That was the first time I went to her house. Actually, I didn't go in. I just walked her to the door. The main reason was that it was very late that day, and after all, you can't just bring a boy home, so I just walked her to the door. She was knocking on the door. In order to avoid misunderstanding, I did not show up, and of course I did not see her mother, but I heard her mother's voice, "Come back."

The next day, she came to see me very happily. She had reconciled with her mother. Of course, the proactive apology played a big role, because she didn't expect her mother to apologize on her own initiative. In fact, I was also wondering, children from single-parent families are very stubborn and rarely take the initiative to humble themselves.

She said her mother was also wondering why this happened. When asked further, she revealed my existence. I smiled and asked her, "Are you not afraid that your mother will ask you? Your mother must think that I am the boy who is pursuing you."

She told me that her mother really questioned her for a long time, but she was not afraid. Nothing happened to us in the first place, so of course she was not afraid. However, she did take a long time to explain, but fortunately the explanation was convincing.

Then I asked her, her mother said that since there is such a good boy, she can invite him to dinner at home. I smiled and said, I'm afraid it's not your mother's idea, but it seems like your idea.

You guessed it, she said, but Mom agreed. Will you go, she asked.

Go, of course I’ll go. If I can have a big meal, of course I’ll go. Anyway, I live alone and I’m worried about not having enough good food to eat.

"My mother cooks delicious food." "Then I must go even more." So I went shopping and prepared to go to her house. She didn't want me to buy anything, but I said, it's the first time, just buy some fruits, after all, I'm a guest, although it's not a meeting between boyfriend and girlfriend, but it's normal to buy some fruits. But you took my fruit, I want to eat double in return.

So we smiled and prepared to go to her house for dinner the next day. I never dreamed that this ordinary visit to a friend's house would become a turning point in my life.

I walked into her house, which was big but not too luxurious. I put the fruits on the table. Her mother came out of the kitchen and I saw her mother. My first feeling was that she was very beautiful, with long hair like a waterfall and curved eyebrows. To be honest, I am not very good at describing people's appearance, but I know that she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

Actually, I was prepared because she said her mother was more beautiful than her and she inherited her mother's looks. But I was still quite surprised. Her mother was well maintained. Although her mother was only 16 years older than her, she was in her 30s after all, but she looked like her sister and had a good figure. She was almost 170 cm tall, only half a head shorter than me. She wore a light green dress and had a soft voice. She was very charming and elegant.

Her mother was a little stunned when she saw me, but soon smiled and said, "You must be the Xiaoqiang that Xiaoxue mentioned." I said, yes, I am Xiaoqiang. When I said this, I was stunned and everyone started laughing. The gathering that day was very harmonious. We talked a lot. There was no age difference between her mother and us. Both guests and hosts had a great time. When we left, she even asked me to come and visit her when I was free. That's how I met her for the first time, but I didn't call her by her name, I called her aunt.

Once anything happens for the first time, there will be a second, third, and fourth time. It was the same for us. After I went to Xue's house once, maybe because this time we got along quite well, Xue trusted me more, and slowly I went there again. Gradually, I went to her house more often. Sometimes her mother was at home, and sometimes not. But because I went there so often, I felt more at ease even if her mother was not at home. Of course, other boys were definitely not allowed to go there, not even when her mother was at home, let alone when she was not there.

Of course, when her other friends knew about my treatment, they would also raise objections, but when they saw Xue’s mouth pouting, they dared not say anything. Who would offend the girl he wants to pursue? That would be asking for trouble. But fortunately, at least the boy who pursued her was used to my presence and no longer glared at me. It would be even more unwise to offend her brother.

I became the only person who could enter and leave her house. Because I live alone, I go to her house more often. Don't think that I go to see her mother. The real reason is mainly to get free meals.

Of course, there is no free lunch in the world. My contribution is to clean the room. Because her mother doesn’t let me wash the dishes, I help her mother clean the room. Maybe boys do less housework, or maybe it's because I live alone and get some training, but I did a good job at housework and got praised by her mother.

On Sunday, she was going shopping for clothes for a reunion outing with her high school classmates, and asked me to go with her, mainly because there was a boy who insisted on going with her. With me around, the boy would probably give up. But we miscalculated, as the boy insisted on following her after seeing me. We had no choice but to call her mother along to scare the boy off.

When the three of us walked out of the house together, the boy was hiding and watching from afar. Since we were out, we might as well go together. Although we didn't have to buy anything, we were already out, so we might as well go shopping. Originally, I just wanted to buy a pair of casual pants for Xue, but we saw a lot of clothes she liked that day, so we went shopping for the whole day. Fortunately, I often go shopping when I buy clothes myself, otherwise I would be exhausted. Maybe Xue rarely goes shopping with her mother, so the mother and daughter had a lot of fun shopping and visited many malls. Of course, she would ask for my opinion when trying on clothes. After all, men and women have different perspectives.

Xue and her mother are natural clothes hangers. They look good in anything they wear. Her mother also bought a few clothes. They are very emotional (not sexy), very individual and tasteful. Of course, I also can't help but praise them. Not flattery, but sincere praise. Women all like praise. The shopping ended like this. I was very happy. I had to have a big meal in the evening because her mother’s cooking was so delicious.

She went out for a trip for more than a week. I don't understand if trips without a tour group will take longer. Maybe there is no time limit.

On the day Xue left, I went to Xue's house again. To be honest, Xue was not at home, so I felt embarrassed to go.

Xue left in the morning. Her mother and I saw her off, and then I went back with her mother. Her mother happened to have nothing to do that day, so we chatted on the way back. She asked me where I was going to eat lunch. I said I didn't know, so her mother suggested that we go to her house. Originally, she was just asking out of courtesy, and I wanted to decline, but at that time I really didn't know where to eat, so I just said yes.

It turned out that her mother was going to the mall to buy groceries, and then I realized what was going on and hurriedly said no. However, I felt embarrassed by the inconsistent answers. Of course her mother insisted, after all, I was the one who said I wanted to go at the beginning. Let's go buy groceries. Although we say buy groceries, you have to know that supermarkets have vegetable sections and clothing sections. Clothes are always attractive to women, so I ended up lingering in the clothing section. Well, I just finished shopping there a few days ago, so maybe I haven't had enough. Let's continue. Of course you have to try on clothes when shopping, so let's try them on.

There were two of us, her mother was trying on clothes, and of course I was the advisor.

Unexpectedly, we were already at noon while shopping. What should we do? We haven't bought any food yet. So, we decided to eat out. It didn't matter what we ate. What was important was that we didn't have to buy food after eating. The ultimate purpose of our shopping was gone. What should we do? After discussion, the ultimate purpose was confirmed again: to buy food and have dinner at her house in the evening. Buying food would not take that much time, so we continued shopping in the afternoon and wasted time.

So we set out again after dinner and rushed to a clothing street specializing in buying clothes. After an afternoon, we finally got it done and bought a lot of clothes. I was also unhappy during this period. I don’t know what’s going on now. Some clothing stores don’t let us try on clothes. There are no fitting rooms. Her mother was also worried. I said that at worst I could try them at home. My love for clothes overcame everything, so I bought them. Nowadays, merchants are really learning from each other. I haven’t even tried out several pieces.

Finally, after purchasing a lot of things, we went shopping for groceries. In order to reward me for accompanying her shopping, her mother bought a lot of vegetables, which made me tell her aunt that she didn't need any.

In the evening, when we arrived at Xue's home, she started cooking and I helped. We ate and talked and drank some wine, but don't get me wrong, it was only a little bit. Nothing special happened. We just talked a lot. Although I call her mother aunt, she is only 12 years older than me, so there is no generation gap between us.

We talked while we ate, and then continued talking after the meal. Maybe her mother didn't have many friends to talk to, so we talked very late, until about 11 o'clock. We talked about everything, from all over the world, from big things like life ideals to small things like TV commercials.

"Auntie, I should go. It's too late. Thank you for dinner." "What are you thanking me for? You also accompanied me to buy a lot of things. Oh, I haven't tried on the clothes yet." "Then try them on now." I regretted it as soon as I said it. How could I let my friend's mother change clothes at home in the middle of the night? It was obvious that she wanted to show them to me after she finished changing.

Fortunately, her mother hesitated for less than a second before saying okay.

Then he said he would change it in a moment. Her mother changed her clothes one after another, and they looked really beautiful. I couldn't help but praise her, but I also gave her a lot of suggestions. The clothes and skirts and pants were bought separately, and they had to be matched differently. As a result, they were constantly matched and exchanged. Maybe it was because I was not just praising her, but giving her suggestions, so we started discussing how to match clothes. Once we had an idea, we would change them out and discuss it again. We found that some parts of the clothes were not satisfactory, for example, the waist could be thinner, so we changed it.

Of course, I only changed small places. After all, I am not a clothes maker. But it does look better after the changes. Now that I think about it, when watching a woman change clothes, you really can't just praise her blindly. It's best to give her appropriate suggestions. I didn't expect that I would try it until after 2 o'clock.

We were both tired and I wanted to leave, but it was very late. Her mother said we could just stay here. I don’t know what happened. She was just being polite, but I actually nodded. So her mother went back to her room and I lay on the sofa, and we stayed silent all night until dawn.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that her mother had already gone to make breakfast. When she saw me and said, "You're awake," I blushed and felt a little embarrassed. I said, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I was too sleepy, so I got up late." Her mother smiled and said, "It's nothing, let's have breakfast." She asked if there was anything wrong, and I said, "No, there was a piece of clothing that didn't fit yesterday, so I'll go return it later today." I said okay.

I accompanied her mother to return the clothes, and of course another day passed. I went shopping for two days in a row and was basically exhausted. After cheating on another meal, I went home.

Maybe it was because I accompanied her mother shopping for clothes, maybe it was because I chatted with her mother, or maybe it was because I had a good impression of her. In this way, I gradually became familiar with Xue and her mother. Sometimes I would go back to her house for dinner. I like watching science fiction blockbusters, and her mother likes them too. I have always been wondering why women would like science fiction movies, especially women in their 30s. But Xue doesn't like them. Because Xue's home theater is pretty good, I often rent movies to watch at her house. Xue would watch them for a few seconds and then hide in her room to surf the Internet. Only her mother and I would be left to watch the movies. After watching the movies, we would comment on them, and debate about our understanding of the plot.

Sometimes when the snow is not around, I will still go to watch blockbusters. Her mother doesn't like going to the cinema, she prefers to stay at home. She said the reason is that she can pause and think about the parts she doesn't understand, and then continue watching after she has figured it out. I feel dizzy.

Maybe it’s because I’m pretty good at shopping. Sometimes I’ll accompany her mother shopping. In fact, it’s mainly me who gives opinions. Of course, many of them are opposing opinions. In fact, I’m just expressing my true thoughts.

You know, when you accompany women shopping, if you can give a lot of constructive suggestions, especially different opinions, it will be more attractive. They will think about your ideas. Daughters and mothers often have the same ideas, so I think this is why the two of them don’t always go shopping together. A family would think of going together, wouldn’t that be the same as shopping alone? But I am different, I am an outsider, I have different ideas, and we can discuss them. So, slowly, they all like to go shopping with me, but they won’t go alone.

To be honest, I am quite popular. Many of my former classmates’ parents like me, including my female classmates. When I was in school, I would go to my classmates’ homes to play. I was young at that time, and male classmates would be suspected of having premature love when they went to their female classmates’ homes. But I never did that. Maybe because I look safe? Anyway, my classmates laughed at me for being ugly. Of course, I thought they were jealous.

The same goes for Xue. Gaining her mother's trust may be related to my performance, or it may be related to the conversations with her mother while shopping. I feel like I'm getting closer to the Snow family. Time goes by, we live, and snow also lives. There are still many people pursuing snow, but snow still rejects them.

However, Xue encountered a tail that he couldn't get rid of. That boy was very rich, actually it was his father who was rich. He often drove to pick up Xue, a 20-year-old girl who was still in college. Many people came to pick her up every day. Her classmates were used to it, but he still drove to pick her up, which made people talk about him. In fact, Xue didn't like him, as she thought he looked like a dandy driving his father's car. He looked very romantic, but he was really persistent towards Xue.

He came to see Xue every day, and Xue rejected him many times. Unfortunately, Xue's classmates liked him and were always willing to go, and they wanted to drag Xue to go with them. Xue had no choice but to come to me and beg me to take the blame. I was very surprised and asked why I didn't tell her earlier. Xue said that I was very busy at work and it was not good to disturb me. She only came because she really couldn't do it. I told Xue that it was no problem and I would pick her up every day. Xue said no, just once would be enough and she was also very busy at work. I said no, I resigned. Xue was very surprised and asked me what was wrong. I said that I discovered the secret between my boss and the secretary and he fired me, but fortunately he gave me a large sum of hush money when I left. I said that I was not a despicable person. I was unhappy with that boss and wanted to leave. I didn't expect that he would give me a big envelope when I left. I didn't dare to take it when I received it, but he insisted on giving it to me, so I took it. I told Xue that I would come to see you tomorrow.

After school, I went to Xue's school. This was not my first time there, but no one knew me because there were too many boys and everyone would remember who was who. But this time, Xue's classmates knew me. I walked directly into Xue's dormitory. No other boy dared to be so bold. In fact, it was not that I didn't dare, but I was mainly afraid of angering Xue. She gets very angry. I entered the dormitory and saw Xue was angry. I was surprised. What happened? I walked over, and Xue's classmates looked at me as if I were going to kill someone. Any boy who walked in to find her when Xue was angry would die miserably. I sat next to Xue and asked her what happened.

It turned out that a boy was chasing Xue, and it was too wild. The boy had a girlfriend, and his girlfriend was so angry that she came to Xue to make trouble, and even the teacher knew about it, as if Xue had done something to the boy. As a result, the teacher thought that Xue had stolen the girl's boyfriend. Xue hated others for accusing her, so she was angry.

When he saw me coming, he stood up and said, "Let's go home." Xue has a dormitory in school. All universities require students to live on campus, but because Xue's school is not strict and her home is in the same city, she does not always live in the dormitory. Sometimes she goes home and sometimes she stays in the dormitory. Xue and I walked out, and the rich boy was still waiting at the door, smoking a cigarette.

When he saw Xue, he came over to say hello, but when he saw me behind him, he was stunned for a moment, mainly because I was helping Xue carry things. Xue saw him, turned around and called to me, "Hurry up," and then took my arm.

The boy was so excited when he saw Xue's actions. Xue went over and introduced me as her boyfriend. The boy looked at me in disbelief and became very jealous.

He stuttered and asked Xue why she had a boyfriend, and Xue said she never said she didn't have a boyfriend. If looks could kill, I would have been torn into pieces long ago.

After holding it in for a long time, he said "Where are you from?" I said it doesn't matter where I am from, what matters is that I am Xue's boyfriend. I heard that you are chasing Xue, so I came to see what kind of person is chasing my girlfriend. The boy asked me what qualifications I have to be Xue's boyfriend, and then I pretended to be weird and said, whether I am Xue's boyfriend or not, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, thank you for your concern, just take care of yourself, and I hope you won't bother Xue anymore.

I turned around, put my arm around Xue's shoulders and said, "Let's go home. I've told your mom that you'll be staying there today. Your mom is waiting for us at home for dinner." When I said this, the boy was shocked to hear that I had met Xue's parents. I guess he didn't expect that he had to meet her parents. He became even more jealous and looked like he was going crazy. I ignored her and walked away with Xue in my arms.

I said, let's go and eat something. Xue asked me, aren't we going home? I said I called your mother before I came to see you, and she was not at home today because she had a party. I was just angry with that boy. Xue laughed and said I was such a mischievous person.

I said let’s go out for dinner and go shopping to cool down. After dinner, we wandered aimlessly on the street and talked about Xue's school. I said, you are about to graduate, why are there still so many boys chasing you? Xue said, how should I know. I said you are really angry today. Xue said she is not afraid of anything else, as there have been boys who made trouble before. The key point is that she is about to graduate, and she is afraid that the trouble will affect her diploma.

What’s even more hateful is that the boy was afraid of the teacher when he saw her and didn’t dare to say anything, which wrongly accused Xue. After she finally explained everything clearly, she was still very angry. I said, just explain it clearly. Xue is very troubled by the boys' questions. I said, it's because you are beautiful that boys will definitely chase you.

Xue said, "Does being pretty mean that someone will like you?", "Of course, most boys like pretty girls. You're pretty and don't have a boyfriend yet, it would be strange if no one pursues you, why don't you find a boyfriend?", Xue said, "You came today, so I already have a boyfriend, so things should be much better in the future.", "I think so.", Xue suddenly blinked and asked me, "Do you like me?", I said yes, if I didn't like her how could we be friends?, Xue said it wasn't that kind of like, it was the kind of like between a boyfriend and a girlfriend. I said I didn't know, but she looked like a little sister to me.

But I'm afraid that's not possible now. Xue asked what's wrong, and I said that you treat me as your boyfriend. I can't say no now, otherwise I'll be in trouble in the future. Xue said, "How about you pursue me?" I looked at Xue and said, "Really?" Xue said, "We have a good relationship." I looked at Xue and said, "Do you like me?" "I don't know, I think I like you. How about we try to date?" I smiled and said, "I'm afraid I'm not a good person either," "but you are my friend. A very trustworthy friend."

After that, we didn't say anything else and just walked in silence. I kept thinking about what I had just said in my heart: Do I like snow? I don't know either. It was almost half an hour, and we just walked and walked without saying a word. We walked through the entire commercial street and headed for the bus stop to go home. The bus had to go to the other side of the street. After we crossed the street, I said to Xue, "Let's try dating." Xue looked at me, smiled, and said, "Okay."

Xue and I started dating, but we didn't have the same intimate actions as other couples. At most, we held hands, put our arms around each other's shoulders, or simply hugged each other when I walked away at night. It’s not because we don’t want to, it’s just that we see each other as our good friends, so there isn’t much feeling.

We are still the same as usual, except that we care about each other more. Her mother knows that we are together. She talked about school things, and it slipped out. It’s not really a slip of the tongue, she just said it. I don’t know how she talked to her mother about it, but she did talk about it. Her mother didn’t say anything, but I feel that she treats me better, which may be due to the further development of our relationship.

I was unemployed at the time, and her mother found out and asked me to go to her company. Actually, her mother's company had encountered some difficulties recently, and the best salesperson was poached by a competitor. Anyway, I didn't have a job, so I went over.

I worked very hard to help her mother because of my relationship with Xue. I have a good relationship with Xue's mother, so I worked even harder. It was like helping a friend's company, I had to work hard, right?

After get off work in the evening, I often go to Xue's house for dinner and then go home. Sometimes I accompany her mother to buy groceries and then go home together.

Sometimes we would discuss company matters together at night. If it was too late, I would sleep on the sofa. Her mother specially bought me a quilt, a pillow, and a toothbrush, which were useful sometimes when I slept at Xue's house. Just like that, half a year passed, the company slowly eased back to normal, and Xue was about to graduate. She had been living on campus, preparing for graduation. Anyway, she didn't want to participate in discussions about company matters at home, so she stayed at school to prepare for graduation.

My contact with Xue gradually became less and less, and I didn't feel anything. Although we were boyfriend and girlfriend, I was probably just a name and there was nothing real about it. On the contrary, I had more contact with her mother. In my spare time at work, we would go shopping together, buy things, and have dinner together in the evening. Gradually, we became more familiar with each other. I would also give a lot of advice and suggestions when buying things. We also often talked to each other, talked about work, and ideals.

It's ridiculous, isn't it, talking about ideals with someone who is 12 years older than you? It's very naive.

That day, her mother and I negotiated a big client together. We were very happy. After working for several days and nights, we finally made a plan and signed the contract. We were very happy. In the evening, we had dinner together at home and drank some wine. Although I don’t like drinking, I drank because I was happy. Her mother can drink a lot, but maybe because of fatigue and excitement, she was also a little drunk. We sat on the sofa, drinking and chatting, and slowly the topic turned to Xue.

We talked a lot. A woman, in that era, had to work hard on her own at the age of 16. She had to deal with the gossip of people around her, the misunderstanding of her parents, the contempt of her relatives. The pain was incomprehensible to others. The person she loved was so cowardly that he ran away. The blow was immense. I understand her very well.

A person has persisted for so many years, and she is only in her 36s. All the glorious years have passed away unknowingly. We talked about love. Her mother no longer dared to love. One pain will accompany her for a lifetime. It is a fatal blow no matter what. I talked about my emotional history, and slowly, she shed tears, and I shed tears too. She started to cry bitterly. I patted her shoulder, and slowly changed into hugging her. She cried so sadly, and 20 years of pain seemed to burst out at once, and she cried bitterly on my shoulder.

That night, nothing happened between us like what was written in the novel. Nothing that shouldn't have happened happened between us. We didn't even know when we fell asleep. However, we both slept on the sofa. When we woke up in the morning, she was lying on top of me. We seemed to have woken up at the same time. It was very awkward. We separated immediately. She went back to her room to wash up, and I sat on the sofa in a daze.

After a while she came out, dressed beautifully and full of energy. She said she wanted to go shopping, so we went shopping.

When I walked out, I realized that I forgot to shave. I said, forget it, let’s go. We went around a lot of places and later went to buy clothes. Maybe because I looked older, when I tried on clothes and came out, the salesperson said, "Look how pretty your girlfriend is. Sir, you should also buy a set of men's clothes." We were very embarrassed at the time, but didn't say anything. We paid the money and left. Before leaving, the salesperson said, "You are welcome to come often."

After returning home, I watched her change clothes again.

Our relationship seemed to suddenly become very awkward. I suddenly felt uncomfortable calling her auntie, so I simply stopped calling her that and just said whatever I needed to say directly without adding any title.

In the evening, I stayed there for dinner. When I left, she saw me out the door. It was the first time she saw me off. We chatted for a long time at the door before we left.

Just like that, we seemed to become friends who could talk about anything. We often went shopping and chatted when we had nothing to do. I no longer called her auntie.

Ling, that's what I call her, my girlfriend's mother. I don't know when I started to like being with Ling, chatting with her, shopping with her. She is very mature and very stylish. I don't deny that I have an Oedipus complex, but that man doesn't have it. A mature woman will give herself a lot of care and a sense of security. Men also need a sense of security. She is very young, only 12 years older than me. Time has put too much pressure on her. In fact, she has no chance to be young. When she cried, it seemed as if she had released the pain that had been suppressed in her heart for 20 years. It is true that emotions affect appearance for women.

She had never told anyone about her past, not even Xue, but she told me, and our relationship became closer. We became good friends who could talk about anything. Yes, good friends. Only good friends can share each other's happiness and pain, and truly trust each other.

She trusts me, so I can know what's going on in her heart.

Sometimes she acts very young in front of me, and she is very beautiful. Sometimes she looks like she is in her 20s, or even like Xue's sister. I know she needs to be young because she has never been young. Sometimes when we go out on the street, she will even be as happy as a little girl. I remember one time I said to her, you know, act like a little girl, don't be naughty, she was stunned, I knew I said the wrong thing and was very embarrassed, but she said, yes, I have never been a little girl, never been naughty.

I don't know where I got the courage from, but I walked over, took her hand, and said, "Let's be young for once today," then I pulled her up and ran.

We ran breathlessly through several streets under people's strange gazes, rushed into a disco, and twisted our bodies wildly. In the middle of the night, when we were done with the crazy dance, gasping loudly, walking on the street, she looked at me and said, "Thank you, I've never been so happy." I smiled and said, "You've never been naughty either." She smiled, very charming.

We walked slowly, and when crossing the road, she unconsciously pulled my arm while looking at the cars, and then let go awkwardly. At this time, I had already passed by, and she fell two steps behind when she let go of my arm. Maybe it was really a coincidence, a car was coming, and the cars were very fast in the middle of the night. I pulled her and avoided the car. She was about to fall, and I supported her. She fell in my arms, and we could feel each other's heartbeat. Our bodies were very stiff and we didn't dare to move. I forced out a sentence, "It's too dangerous, are you okay?", she looked up at my eyes, our faces were very close, and we could even feel each other's breathing, slowly, I leaned towards her, she closed her eyes, and we kissed.

After a long, long time, our lips parted. I was breathing heavily, and so was Ling, because this kiss was too shocking for us. It had been two years since my last girlfriend ruthlessly abandoned me, and I thought my heart was dead. Even when I was with Xue, we were more like siblings than friends. Although Xue and I were boyfriend and girlfriend, I felt as if there was no one available to be boyfriend and girlfriend, so I had to find someone to fill the gap. Xue and I were more of a brother and sister, without any real feelings, although we held hands and put our arms around each other's shoulders, but that was all.

But Ling was different. The feeling she gave me was from the heart. This kiss shocked my body and soul. I felt my vision go dark and my heart seemed to jump out of my body. I couldn't control my movements and my body was stiff.

Ling was the same. Later I asked her what she felt at that time, and she told me that she felt like the sun had darkened, the palace had collapsed, her body had no strength left, and her heart could no longer support her already exhausted body. Ling leaned in my arms, her chest rising and falling rapidly. It had been 20 years, 20 years of pain, 20 years of youth. A heart that had lived numbly for 20 years without love or hate, melted at that moment, in that kiss, and was melted by me.

Ling cried. She tried hard not to make any sound, but I could feel her sadness from her trembling shoulders.

I was flustered. I held up her face in a panic and looked into Ling's tearful eyes. She also looked at me. I kissed her face gently, little by little, until Ling's tears were dried.

I felt like I wanted to say something, but I hesitated. I didn't know what I should say, should I comfort her or say I loved her? I didn't know.

Manman Ling stopped crying and looked at me embarrassedly. Finally, I said, let's go home, and Ling nodded gently.

I hugged her and she hugged me, and we walked home together. Slowly, Ling leaned her head on my shoulder, and we walked slowly on the road. Neither of us spoke. I felt that Ling seemed to say something, but we didn't know how to start. So, we didn't speak, just walked quietly, enjoying this quiet feeling. We walked along the road, hugging each other for a long time, and finally arrived at Ling's house.

I wish this road would never end, but now we have arrived at Ling’s house. At the door, Ling said softly, thank you.

Head low. Then, he ran upstairs quickly. And I stood downstairs stupidly for a long time... and then walked back home in a daze.

That night, I couldn't sleep...

The next day, I went to Ling's house. Actually, I didn't know what I was going to do. When I walked to the door and was about to knock, my hand stopped in the air. Should I knock on the door? What would Ling look like? What would become of our relationship? I didn't know and didn't dare to think about it. After hesitating for a long time, I finally knocked.

The door opened quickly, and it was Ling. Ling was wearing a casual top, looking a little lazy, and she was so beautiful. When she saw me, her eyes lit up, but she immediately lowered her head in embarrassment. We stood at the door awkwardly. After a while, Ling said softly, "Come in." I walked in dumbfounded.

We were on the couch, neither of us knew what to say, and the air was filled with awkwardness. "Are you..." I stammered, "Yeah", "Did you sleep well last night?", "Yeah", I didn't know what to say. After a while, my stomach started to growl. Ling laughed, and I laughed too. The atmosphere seemed to be much more relaxed. Ling said, "Let me cook for you." "Okay," I said. Ling's face turned a little red, and she went to the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and watched Ling busying herself there. Slowly, I became mesmerized.

"Hello," Ling woke me up, "What are you looking at?" "Looking at you," and it was awkward again, "Let's eat," "Okay." During that meal, in order to ease the atmosphere and to relieve my own embarrassment, I told a lot of jokes, which made Ling laugh non-stop.

We had a great time eating, and after we finished, I said, "Let me help you wash the dishes today." "Okay," Ling nodded.

We were washing dishes. To be exact, Ling was watching me wash dishes. Her eyes were full of love, which I could feel. I looked at her and smiled. We didn't say anything. After washing the dishes, I walked towards Ling who was leaning against the door. Her eyes were also dazed. We looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Slowly, I took Ling's hand. Ling was a little at a loss, and so was I.

Just like that, we held each other's hands and looked into each other's eyes. I could feel the love in her eyes, and she could feel mine.

We hugged, just hugged quietly. Very tight. I could even feel the curves of the body, every part. "I love you", I said it, I said it. I have long forgotten how to pronounce this sentence. But now, I said it, I said to her "I love you".

"No," Ling pushed me away.

"What's wrong?" I looked at her in surprise, and suddenly, I understood.

"It's snow," I said.

"I'm sorry," Ling said, "I'm sorry, I can't love you, we can't be together"

"Why"

"You are Yuki's boyfriend"

"But Xue and I are not that kind of love, you know that too."

"But...I'm sorry."

I was silent, and she was silent too. I feel very conflicted.

I took Ling's hand and lifted up her face. "Look into my eyes. You and I are both mature people. We both know what we are doing. It has been 20 years. Have you ever loved? You love me, right? You can't deceive yourself. You know the relationship between Xue and me, and you also know that there is nothing between us."

I also know that it is difficult for us to face the snow, but if we avoid it for this reason, we will regret it for the rest of our lives. 「

"But I am 12 years older than you", "Yes, but we are of the same nature, right? Isn't it God's will?", "But I am your aunt", "You are just Xue's mother, and Xiaolongnu is Yang Guo's aunt. You are not Xiaolongnu, and I am not Yang Guo, but can't we be together? Do you care so much about this title? If you were my aunt, then I tell you, Auntie, I love you", I shouted.

Ling was surprised. She didn't expect that I would suddenly become so courageous.

"I am an old woman with a daughter." "So what? You are not old. You have never been young. Don't you want to find true love? Don't you want a man's shoulder to lean on?"

I said, "Call me, Ling, call my name," I shouted. Hearing me calling her name, Ling's body trembled unnaturally. "Qiang," Ling called me obediently, "From today on, you call me Qiang, and I call you Ling. You say you are my aunt, okay, you are my aunt, but Ling, you are also my girlfriend," Ling was confused. She gasped for breath, not knowing what to do.

"Give me some time, Qiang, give me some time to face it, please don't force me", "Ling, I won't force you, but I hope you won't restrain your feelings, open your heart, I'll wait for you". I hugged Ling tightly, and slowly, I felt Ling's hands hugging me tightly. At that moment, I felt that our emotions were bursting out like a flood, our bodies were hugging each other, and our hearts were also close together.

We chatted non-stop that day, but not a single word was about our feelings, because I knew that it was almost impossible to make Ling accept me all of a sudden, and love cannot be rushed.

After all, after 20 years, Ling almost doesn't know what love is, and she doesn't even know how to love. I try to find some light-hearted topics, things that have nothing to do with our feelings, but are related to our lives. After all, although we know each other, if we are lovers, we not only need to understand each other, but also understand each other's lives. What's more, the age difference between Ling and I makes her need to understand even more.

We chatted non-stop. I told him about my childhood, my family, my happiness and unhappiness, and my life experiences, but I didn't talk about my previous relationships. I thought it was better not to be too hasty. After all, we should give the other person some time and space to consider. We chatted like this, and I kept making Ling happy with my words.

I know there is still a big gap between us, but I am confident that I can narrow it. Age is nothing. Aren't there often plots in movies and TV series where people of different ages are together?

Ling suddenly felt that the room was very dark and realized that it was already late at night. We had been chatting all day without realizing it.

"Ah, it's getting dark."

"Yeah, it's so late."

"We were so engrossed in talking that we forgot about the time."

"That's perfect. After we finish chatting, we can have dinner right away."

Ling smiled and said, "You're so funny, are you hungry?"

"No".

"That……",

"Let's go out for a walk," I suggested, and Ling agreed.

We were going out to the night market, Ling wanted to change her clothes, "Don't change, just go ahead."

"No, I'll change?"

"Okay" I didn't care. After a while, Ling changed her clothes.

When Ling came out, my eyes lit up. Ling was dressed very young. In fact, Ling looked very young. Usually, because of work, although Ling was very young, she still dressed very maturely and gracefully. But it was different tonight. Ling was dressed very young, almost looking younger than me. I was so happy. I knew that Ling was getting close to me. She dressed very young and was trying to get closer to me. I was very happy.

We went out shopping that night and had a great time. Ling was jumping around like a little girl. I seemed to see her 20 years ago. Not just as if, but exactly her 20 years ago, because her life had been paused 20 years ago.

We held hands and went to different night markets, even to a night market in another district of the city. We were so happy.

We went to eat snacks and bought some very cheap but nice little things, and had fun until the night market was closed.

On the way home, Ling looked at me and said, "I am very happy, thank you."

"So do you like me, Ling?"

Ling didn't say anything, "What's wrong, Ling, look at me and tell me, do you like me?"

I pressed her and asked her for a long time, "Yes", Ling lowered her head as low as she could, "Are you willing to be my girlfriend?"

"Yeah," I was so happy. I felt like every cell in my body was expanding. Ling is my girlfriend.

I held up Ling's face and looked into her eyes. Ling looked back at me somewhat embarrassedly. What kind of eyes were those? They were ravaged by the years and fate and were already exhausted. I suddenly hugged Ling tightly in my arms.

I didn't say anything, but I knew Ling could feel my thoughts because Ling leaned on me and her body was trembling. I suddenly felt my shoulders were so heavy, not just the weight of Ling's body, but the responsibility that rested on my shoulders from then on, a responsibility to make a woman happy, a responsibility to support a family.

My shoulders were wet, I stroked Ling's back, and whispered, cry, don't be stingy with your tears, because if you miss today, you will never have the chance to cry again, because I am by your side, you will always be happy.

Ling's body was shaking violently, but she didn't make a sound. I knew she was enduring it.

After a long time, Ling pushed me away and looked at me, her face full of tears. She smiled, looked at me and said, "Thank you."

"Let's go home," I said. "Okay," I took her hand and went home.

Xue didn't go home. She was at school. When we entered the room, she didn't turn on the light, and neither did I. The door slowly closed behind us. I watched the light in the corridor gradually weaken through the crack of the door. "Boom!", the room fell into darkness. It was very quiet in the room, so quiet that we could hear our breathing. Ling's breathing became rapid, and so did mine. We hugged each other and kissed each other madly. I was tearing off Ling's clothes, and Ling was doing the same. We went from the living room to the bedroom, kissing each other non-stop, tearing off each other's clothes non-stop. Yes, we were tearing. We were both crazy, until both of us were naked.

I pressed Ling and fell on the bed. The moment I fell on the bed, my arm hit something and the pain made me sober. I don't know why, my desire suddenly disappeared, my movements became stiff, and Ling was still twisting under me.

Slowly Ling felt that I stopped, she looked at me, although the room was dark, I knew she was looking at me. I hugged her tightly in my arms and kissed her hard. Ling began to cater to me again. We were kissing, a deep kiss, our tongues entangled.

After a long time, our lips parted. Ling's body was hot. I knew what we both wanted. I still held her. "Ling, I love you." "Yes." "Do you want to give it to me? Ling?" "Yes." "Thank you." I held her. Ling held me tightly and still responded to me. "Don't move. Just let me hold you like this. I know your heart belongs to me. Thank you!"

I didn't ask for Ling that night. I knew that Ling was mine, she was mine, and her body would be given to me, but I didn't ask for Ling that night. I didn't know why. Our naked bodies were tightly entangled together, but we did nothing except hugging and kissing! Did nothing!