In just a few short steps, the heavy steps seemed to be trapped in the mud. Every step I took, my heart was trembling...
At this time, my firm heart has never been as fragile as I am now. I suddenly lost my sense of belonging to this family. From birth-growth-to-now, the maternal love and fatherly love I have experienced actually exist in such a relationship
I always thought that my mother's dissatisfaction was because I was not outstanding enough, so I worked hard and endured. Even if I wiped away my tears, I would make progress. Even if I was still covered in bruises in the end, it was also a kind of love. For it, I could give up my freedom. In childhood, I wanted to reach the height I could bear.
But just today, I finally knew that those things would never exist for me. Imagine that there is a woman who would like to experience joy in the pain she used to be. Just kidding, this will only become a nightmare for her life, just like that day
What's funny is that I still hate the man who defiled my mother's innocence. Now it seems that my father is the source of all mistakes, and my existence directly creates this deformed husband-and-wife relationship today, which makes me feel guilty all over.
No matter what, what you should face is always to face. My son's identity is a fact that I can never change. How should I deal with myself in the future? I can only go with the will of heaven.
The door slowly opened, and a slightly sad figure appeared in front of me. The successive changes seemed to make my mother lose her former momentum, and her cold face also added a hint of melancholy. At the corner of her slightly red eyes, a shallow and shiny water mark was warm and wet. She pressed her soft black hair on her delicate jaw, and her long eyelashes fluttered. She looked at her father on her back with grievance, full of tension like a little woman.
At this moment, time seemed to be long, but she had no intention of talking to me at all. She just quietly helped her father down and slung her shoulders, allowing loneliness to invade her heart, leaving a slender lonely back that had not dissipated for a long time in the space. It was sad, touching my heart, as if the desolate desolation of the goddess of heaven fell for love. Until she closed the door and closed the various doubts in her heart, I realized that what I wanted to say and what I wanted to ask was still unable to speak. It was just because of the guilt of knowing the truth that I was not qualified to question it. That was the debt that my father and I needed to repay for life.
Today is destined to be a dull night. It is not only the body but also the burden on the mind. Maybe until tomorrow, everything will develop in a good direction, because no one wants to see the family break down.
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In the early morning, the midsummer sun came very early. When I opened my eyes, I thought I was in the dormitory of the University of British Columbia. However, looking at the familiar furnishings in front of me, I knew that what happened yesterday was not a dream.
Actually, I am not willing to wake up now because the situation at home is now, and even I don’t know how to deal with it, as I usually regard myself as calm. This is not an escape, but a new identity requires time to adapt.
At this time, the sound of the door closing outside seemed to give me a great reason to go out. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet my mother holding the door handle and walking back to the bedroom. This was not surprising at first, but what surprised me was the expression she had at this time.
I saw her frowning eyebrows, her lips slightly raised, her long hair was very messy, and her delicate and beautiful face was full of doubts, as if she was constantly questioning something
When I found out that I was looking at her, I was startled first, and then subconsciously pulled the hem of the clothes. But this action made me notice her clothes. It was hard to believe that my mother was still wearing the loose T-shirt last night. When I saw that the squint profile was faintly on the surface of the clothes, a small breast spot was just raised at the highest point of the bulge. With breathing one after another, she was rubbing the clothes, and was shaking like a soft jelly.
In the disappeared underwear, a pair of delicate long legs, like works of art, were exposed to the air naked. Without the cover of pants, it looked rounder, firmer and three-dimensional. The white and red skin seemed to be tender and could be pulled out of water.
Maybe because the clothes are close to each other, the top of the clothes covering the butt is very tall, and it is deeply trapped in the middle of the plump buttocks, as if they are clamped by the deep buttocks, causing the shape there to look particularly attractive. A thought suddenly flashed through my mind. Could it be that inside my mother... I dare not continue thinking about it anymore. That is too evil and easy to get angry.
After all, my mother is a strong woman who has been a shopping mall for a long time. She quickly regained her calmness and ignored me and twisted the door handle and walked in. But when she was halfway through this time, she stopped. She suddenly turned around and said to me, "Go and change your clothes, and accompany me to a place later."
good……
I answered blankly, it was funny to say that from yesterday to now, this is still the real dialogue between us mother and son. Although Jian is a little simpler, it is also a bit comforting, at least that's what I think
At this time, my mother's door was closed, and I waited until I could not hear any movement inside, so I turned around and returned to the room. However, a guess came to my mind. If I was right, my father's so-called sleeping in the separate room last night was likely not possible, because I discovered that my mother had the habit of getting up in the middle of the night. Thinking of the sound of closing the door just now, I concluded that my mother was sleeping in the study again inexplicably.
I don't know if this strange behavior was done on purpose. Anyway, since Qiu Hao came, it was the first time that day that I ran into my mother and got up at night.
Hum? By the way! Where is Qiu Hao!
This problem has been ignored by me so much that I only realized something is wrong now. Logically speaking, the situation yesterday was impossible for him to not have appeared under the roof. Could it be that he moved away during the period when I went abroad?
With this question, I quickly washed up and asked my mother as soon as I got on the bus. Mom, why didn’t I see Qiu Hao when I came back this time
Mom replied that he was not used to the rhythm of the unit, so he went to find a job as a bartender. He got off work late at night and slept at home during the day. It was normal that you couldn't meet him.
He can also mix bartenders!
It was said that I did this in Indonesia. Although I was a little disappointed when I heard this explanation, I felt a little relieved, but I really didn't realize that the brat still has this ability
In the following time, I saw that my mother was not in high spirits, so I didn't want to talk to her without any worries. Soon my mother parked the car at the entrance of a hospital.
In the crowd, I didn't say anything, just followed my mother to register and collect tickets until I came to the department of neurology. At this time, I saw my mother's chest undulating and her lips were pursed tightly. She seemed a little nervous.
Pushing open the door, there was a male doctor in his forties sitting inside. At this time, he was burying his head to sort out the information, and at the same time he said, "Sit down and tell me what's going on." My mother sat down as he asked, then quietly looked at me, and then said, "I have been running to the study for no reason recently, but I don't remember what happened. Doctor, I suspect I have sleepwalking."
When the male doctor heard that it was this disease, he was a little curious. He was about to look up and ask for details, but the film suddenly stopped the next second
And I happened to see the male doctor looking at his mother in a daze, and his Adam's apple was gushing and spitting saliva in his Adam's apple
Sighing softly, this scene is too familiar to me. As I said, no man can remain calm when facing this exquisite porcelain person. The beauty is so beautiful that it is so intimate that people can fall into it inadvertently. Not to mention that the other party is still in the late stage of blood, even those old men in our community in fifties and sixties sometimes look at their mothers in uniform passing by, and occasionally an unknown evil fire pops up in their eyes, but they only dare to hide from afar. My mother's ferocity is famous far and wide, and someone even gave her a nickname called "thorny rose". Of course, these are all later words. He can't take advantage of him in front of him.
I was familiar with the road, and I coughed hard, and the male doctor came to his senses.
Oh...then...this...it has to be ruled out whether it is an organic disease before defining it. So, you can check it first. If there is a result, don't worry, I have research in this area and will definitely help you. After the male doctor finished writing a list and handing it to his mother, his enthusiasm was no less than that of receiving provincial leaders.
In this way, I accompanied my mother to check many items back and forth, and finally did all of them before lunch break in the hospital and returned to the psychiatric department. The male doctor was so happy that he closed the door and said to his mother. I just looked at your examination data, which basically ruled out the causes of physical diseases. It seems that the cause of the disease is likely to appear mentally. In fact, the so-called sleepwalking is mainly the result of human cerebral cortex activities. Usually, the cells in the cerebral cortex are in a state of inhibition when people sleep. If one or several groups of nerve cells that control movement are still in an excited state, the scope of sleepwalking is often the familiar environment and things that often do repeatedly. So according to your situation, I think it is very likely that you have irritable, anxiety and other emotions in your work or life. Of course, it is not certain whether you really suffer from sleepwalking. But we should know after a small test.
The male doctor's words made my mother think. Obviously, some situations were hit by him, and then asked what kind of test?
It's very simple. Just let me take your pulse and then follow my questions. But you have to remember that you must not have any resistance in the middle, and everything will be as you wish.
OK... OK
Please stretch your right hand. You can see that my mother seemed a little reluctant at this time, but I don’t know the specific reason. I just saw her bit her lower lip and handed her hand over. Then I heard the male doctor say, “You should take the watch, otherwise it will be difficult to take the pulse.”
Isn't that okay?
The pulse position is right on the wrist, it definitely won't work
My mother wanted to hold on again, but when she saw the gaze I was cast, she gritted her teeth and took off the watch. However, this episode reminded me of some things. It seems that since I was a child, I have never seen my mother's right hand completely exposed, and her wrist was either wearing a watch or a bracelet. It is not uncommon for women to carry some decorations, but my mother's reaction...
Curiosity made me focus on my mother's wrist next, but at this time she turned sideways inadvertently, as if she was deliberately avoiding me. I quickly moved down, but I happened to see a dark red mark on my mother's smooth wrist joint. At first, I hadn't reacted to what it was, but soon I realized something was wrong.
Then... is that a knife mark? After this discovery, I finally couldn't calm down. Thinking of my mother's anemia some time ago and what she said at that time, I came to a shocking conclusion in panic, that is, my mother committed suicide when she was young! And at this time, the male doctor happened to press on that scar. In an instant, my mother felt like she was touched by something. She suddenly stood up and scolded her, "Enough, I don't need your help."
The male doctor was a little confused and thought that his actions were too frivolous and caused trouble. He quickly explained, Madam, are there any misunderstandings between us? If you are disgusted by the touch just now, I apologize to you, but this is my responsibility as a doctor, I hope you can understand.
Hum! I miss you as a doctor for forgiveness this time, but don’t use this method to deceive women in the future, especially female patients
I really don't...
Haha, do you want me to believe in the treatment of traditional Chinese medicine in the outpatient clinic? It’s ridiculous! And you also take care of your eyes, only my husband can see my body, you are not qualified!
After saying that, my mother didn't forget to glar at me. Why do you want to stay here for lunch? This scolding made me feel a black thread, and the woman got angry and was in danger!
After this episode, my mother's powerful aura returned to her body. She walked with great momentum. She was even more heroic in her professional outfit, making others look at her side.
You take a taxi back by yourself, I have to go to work, order takeout at noon, and talk to him more after you wake up, he loves you
After some explanation, my mother finally stomped the accelerator and disappeared from my sight, but looking at the windy woman, I shook my head with a wry smile. Mom, you actually want to use my mouth to tell my father that he has sleepwalking. Your last look of wanting to say something but stopping is that I hope I don’t talk nonsense, right? You trust your son’s IQ. If you don’t understand the meaning, it’s not a waste of your deep meaning...
However, if anyone in this world understands the psychology of mothers best, it is undoubtedly my son. And too much growth in my life is accompanied by her continuous progress in concepts. It is no exaggeration to say that my father may not necessarily have me understanding her heart. After all, two people with high IQs often resonate at some point. Maybe a look or a simple text can express a lot of things, such as the situation like now
Helplessly, I took a taxi home. Seeing that my father was still sleeping, I ordered takeout first and waited for him. Thinking that there was a Qiu Hao at home, I went to ask him what he needed to eat.
After knocking on the door a few times, there was no response inside, so I walked in. Anyway, it was all men, so I didn't have so many concerns.
As my mother said, Qiu Hao was sleeping soundly at this time, and his dark body was wearing only a pair of shorts. His lower body was extremely firm due to morning erection, but these are understandable, after all, they are male characteristics.
The only thing that I couldn't stand was that the whole room was filled with a strange smell, and the paper balls all over the ground were very messy. At first glance, I thought I had entered the garbage dump by mistake.
Although I also know that Qiu Hao, who grew up in a small rural area, may not pay much attention to hygiene, but now living at home, you still have to pay attention to some habits. My mother is very fond of cleanliness.
Thinking of this, I think it is necessary to wait for him to wake up and have a good talk. Even if the casual person is, at least he cannot be too sloppy, otherwise he will be no different from beggars.
Then I quietly picked up the paper ball on the ground and threw it into the trash can, but suddenly I felt something sticky on my fingers. I subconsciously smelled it, immediately took my hand away, and said softly, "Is it...sperm?" I didn't doubt that there was him, I endured the nausea and picked up a ball again and put it on my nose and sniffed it. I found that it was still semen. Then, this made me feel a little angry, no matter how good the temper was, I didn't expect that Qiu Hao would dare to take off the plane in the room openly and let obscene throw it everywhere.
You said that you couldn't help but go to the bathroom to suck during your adolescence, but you were still lying in your sleeping place to do such things. Well, even if you don't want to go to the bathroom, at least you can clean up the things after you finish it. Look at the toilet paper in the room, who do you want to show it to?
Are you afraid that others won’t know what you are doing?
At this moment, my opinion on Qiu Hao was a little bit bigger, and I was also a little worried about my mother's situation, because from the number of paper balls, it can be seen that Qiu Hao's sexual desire is very strong, and this age group is when he is in a strong state of qi and blood. If it is not the self-control of ordinary people, it is easy to make irreversible actions when meeting a beautiful woman like her mother, and it will be a disaster at that time!
It seems that I should make some preparations in advance for Qiu Hao's unstable factor, such as installing a surveillance or something.
However, this idea was quickly rejected by me because there was no hidden place in this room to install. Even if there was, how could it be possible to escape my mother's sharp eyes? I remember that when I was a child, a key fell off at home. My father and I turned the whole house upside down but couldn't find it. In the end, my mother found it in the gap in the wardrobe. Another time, the same thing was the same. The same small thing disappeared and was still found by my mother in the corner. Such things have been happening one after another for more than ten years, but never stumped my mother. It can be imagined how strong her control over the entire house has reached an incredible level.
But I couldn't do nothing, and then I saw the computer on the bedside table. I thought of a solution.
While my father and Qiu Hao were still sleeping, I quickly returned to my room and opened Facebook with my computer. I soon found that the person I was looking for was online, and that person was William, a top student in the Department of Computer Science at the University of British Columbia.
After some greetings, I said directly to William who was combing his head and said, "Hey, William, I have encountered some trouble recently and need your help."
It's easy to say, what's the matter
Actually, I recently discovered that my cousin who lives at home had a strange behavior, but there is no evidence. I wonder if he could press a virus or something on his computer where he usually surfs the Internet. However, I heard that antivirus software is now powerful and can easily remove viruses from the computer. Otherwise, I would like to ask if I can just reinstall the system directly. Is it possible to ask if I can find an antivirus software no matter what, and can continuously control the other party's computer. Is this possible? William has been listening to my requests, and his eyebrows are sometimes tight. It can be seen that he is a little embarrassed. But I also know that if you want to escape the encirclement of many antivirus software in China, even high-level students from famous schools will not be able to do it. Otherwise, if anyone can succeed, those companies can gain the trust of customers. Once a major network security accident occurs, they will be replaced by other antivirus software in minutes. This is a consequence that no company can afford.
After a long time, just when I was not having any fantasies... Yes, William suddenly said, "I want to enter the other party's computer and implant the virus program in. This will take some time. Is it convenient now?"
Convenience is convenience, how effective is this issue I am concerned about
William then explained that for safety reasons, I will completely modify the hidden program in his computer and set a connectable bug. Usually it will only lurk quietly. It will only trigger when the key to start the port will be connected. During the game, all external files in the other party's computer will be transferred to the other side's port in a compressed document. However, in order not to attract the attention of the security system, I will control the transmission and cracking process to the lowest range, which will run at about 60MB in an hour. Once the read file is instantly entered into memory mode. In other words, no matter whether the other party finally deletes or not, it will appear in the control software of this party. After the cracking is completely successful, a complete document will be generated...
Wow! William, you are such a genius Ah, yes! This is what I want! At this time, I can't control my excitement. This plan completely coincides with me. It seems that in life, you still have to have a computer-related friend to be good!
Ahem... Jin Yu, don't rush to shoot flattery, I haven't finished talking yet
Oh... Sorry, you continue... Continue William gave me a blank look and then said, "Actually, I'm afraid you don't know how to operate and mess around." There are many things that really involve here. The main problem is that the other party's computer must be in a state of networking, and you have to connect at that point, otherwise it will not be able to inspire the bugs left on both computers. A brief summary is how long the controlled computer will be turned on, which determines how much we can crack it. Do you understand?" It's a problem that William said. The key is that Qiu Hao's current working time period is completely opposite to me, not to mention that he has to seize the time period of online access. However, it's better than nothing. At least as long as he dares to turn on the computer late at night, one day the secrets inside him will be known by me, but it is also possible that everything is false and the result of his own care.
After understanding all the procedures, I quickly moved Qiu Hao's laptop. At this time, he was still asleep like a dead pig. No wonder, I was on the night shift and I had sex so much when I came back. It was not too late to lose my vileness!
In the following time, I saw a wonderful scene. William remotely controlled Qiu Hao's computer, and the computer text flashed rapidly like dancing notes. The programming speed was simply terrifying, as if there was no need for any thought. How could a person who dared to use Gdsgraves as his pen name, not have any strength!
In just less than 20 minutes, he got two computers, and I was still shocked at this time.
It is hard to believe that this is really something that humans can do?
Such a huge amount of information and so many characters, without any pause, was written in one go. The key is that these conditions were still what I asked him to do just now, and they could actually complete the task. This can only be described as monsters.
What makes me even more speechless is that when William was preparing to go offline, he said that he had been playing too well recently and was not in a state. By the way, he reminded me that there are no strange files on Qiu Hao's computer at present. If there is a problem, it should come from outside.
I disdain for his pretentious behavior, but thank you from the bottom of my heart is true. I will always remember this love in my heart.
After I arranged the matter of Qiu Hao, my mood improved significantly. When I had nothing to do, I reviewed the knowledge I learned abroad. It was not until my father and Qiu Hao woke up one after another.
Following my mother's hint, I told my father the news that she had sleepwalking. Of course, these were all avoided Qiu Hao. He was also a big deal. The semen in the room was discovered by others, and he was talking and laughing like a person who was fine. I also secretly admired his face.
Two days passed quickly. Qiu Hao did nothing out of the ordinary except entering a 91.com to watch a short video every night. Moreover, his parents were reconciled as before, as if the conflict had not happened some time ago. Finally, it made me feel much more at ease. It seemed that it was time to take time to consider my own affairs...
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There is another chapter of the story that enters the middle, and then there will be a lot of psychological and environmental descriptions. This is quite difficult for erotic articles. I have to always immerse themselves in various roles to experience their emotions before I can write out the real feelings. It is a huge mental consuming thing, especially for authors like me who like to write articles that are particularly fond of self-abuse, but everyone can rest assured that I have made up my mind to complete this article completely, because on the day of the finale, I will be closed and never create.
Maybe people's emotions will indeed change. For me, erotic text is just a release, slowly diluting and forgetting as time goes by. The reason why I write is that in addition to the qi and blood when I first entered the forum, I now write more memories into it. Some of the contents of this story are not necessarily true, but many of the elements it forms are expressed by me using countless real things. The emotional entanglement and the direction of the character relationships in it will often become more cruel in reality. I believe everyone understands this society, but they just don't want to face it. Okay, that's it!
See you next time
At this time, my firm heart has never been as fragile as I am now. I suddenly lost my sense of belonging to this family. From birth-growth-to-now, the maternal love and fatherly love I have experienced actually exist in such a relationship
I always thought that my mother's dissatisfaction was because I was not outstanding enough, so I worked hard and endured. Even if I wiped away my tears, I would make progress. Even if I was still covered in bruises in the end, it was also a kind of love. For it, I could give up my freedom. In childhood, I wanted to reach the height I could bear.
But just today, I finally knew that those things would never exist for me. Imagine that there is a woman who would like to experience joy in the pain she used to be. Just kidding, this will only become a nightmare for her life, just like that day
What's funny is that I still hate the man who defiled my mother's innocence. Now it seems that my father is the source of all mistakes, and my existence directly creates this deformed husband-and-wife relationship today, which makes me feel guilty all over.
No matter what, what you should face is always to face. My son's identity is a fact that I can never change. How should I deal with myself in the future? I can only go with the will of heaven.
The door slowly opened, and a slightly sad figure appeared in front of me. The successive changes seemed to make my mother lose her former momentum, and her cold face also added a hint of melancholy. At the corner of her slightly red eyes, a shallow and shiny water mark was warm and wet. She pressed her soft black hair on her delicate jaw, and her long eyelashes fluttered. She looked at her father on her back with grievance, full of tension like a little woman.
At this moment, time seemed to be long, but she had no intention of talking to me at all. She just quietly helped her father down and slung her shoulders, allowing loneliness to invade her heart, leaving a slender lonely back that had not dissipated for a long time in the space. It was sad, touching my heart, as if the desolate desolation of the goddess of heaven fell for love. Until she closed the door and closed the various doubts in her heart, I realized that what I wanted to say and what I wanted to ask was still unable to speak. It was just because of the guilt of knowing the truth that I was not qualified to question it. That was the debt that my father and I needed to repay for life.
Today is destined to be a dull night. It is not only the body but also the burden on the mind. Maybe until tomorrow, everything will develop in a good direction, because no one wants to see the family break down.
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In the early morning, the midsummer sun came very early. When I opened my eyes, I thought I was in the dormitory of the University of British Columbia. However, looking at the familiar furnishings in front of me, I knew that what happened yesterday was not a dream.
Actually, I am not willing to wake up now because the situation at home is now, and even I don’t know how to deal with it, as I usually regard myself as calm. This is not an escape, but a new identity requires time to adapt.
At this time, the sound of the door closing outside seemed to give me a great reason to go out. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet my mother holding the door handle and walking back to the bedroom. This was not surprising at first, but what surprised me was the expression she had at this time.
I saw her frowning eyebrows, her lips slightly raised, her long hair was very messy, and her delicate and beautiful face was full of doubts, as if she was constantly questioning something
When I found out that I was looking at her, I was startled first, and then subconsciously pulled the hem of the clothes. But this action made me notice her clothes. It was hard to believe that my mother was still wearing the loose T-shirt last night. When I saw that the squint profile was faintly on the surface of the clothes, a small breast spot was just raised at the highest point of the bulge. With breathing one after another, she was rubbing the clothes, and was shaking like a soft jelly.
In the disappeared underwear, a pair of delicate long legs, like works of art, were exposed to the air naked. Without the cover of pants, it looked rounder, firmer and three-dimensional. The white and red skin seemed to be tender and could be pulled out of water.
Maybe because the clothes are close to each other, the top of the clothes covering the butt is very tall, and it is deeply trapped in the middle of the plump buttocks, as if they are clamped by the deep buttocks, causing the shape there to look particularly attractive. A thought suddenly flashed through my mind. Could it be that inside my mother... I dare not continue thinking about it anymore. That is too evil and easy to get angry.
After all, my mother is a strong woman who has been a shopping mall for a long time. She quickly regained her calmness and ignored me and twisted the door handle and walked in. But when she was halfway through this time, she stopped. She suddenly turned around and said to me, "Go and change your clothes, and accompany me to a place later."
good……
I answered blankly, it was funny to say that from yesterday to now, this is still the real dialogue between us mother and son. Although Jian is a little simpler, it is also a bit comforting, at least that's what I think
At this time, my mother's door was closed, and I waited until I could not hear any movement inside, so I turned around and returned to the room. However, a guess came to my mind. If I was right, my father's so-called sleeping in the separate room last night was likely not possible, because I discovered that my mother had the habit of getting up in the middle of the night. Thinking of the sound of closing the door just now, I concluded that my mother was sleeping in the study again inexplicably.
I don't know if this strange behavior was done on purpose. Anyway, since Qiu Hao came, it was the first time that day that I ran into my mother and got up at night.
Hum? By the way! Where is Qiu Hao!
This problem has been ignored by me so much that I only realized something is wrong now. Logically speaking, the situation yesterday was impossible for him to not have appeared under the roof. Could it be that he moved away during the period when I went abroad?
With this question, I quickly washed up and asked my mother as soon as I got on the bus. Mom, why didn’t I see Qiu Hao when I came back this time
Mom replied that he was not used to the rhythm of the unit, so he went to find a job as a bartender. He got off work late at night and slept at home during the day. It was normal that you couldn't meet him.
He can also mix bartenders!
It was said that I did this in Indonesia. Although I was a little disappointed when I heard this explanation, I felt a little relieved, but I really didn't realize that the brat still has this ability
In the following time, I saw that my mother was not in high spirits, so I didn't want to talk to her without any worries. Soon my mother parked the car at the entrance of a hospital.
In the crowd, I didn't say anything, just followed my mother to register and collect tickets until I came to the department of neurology. At this time, I saw my mother's chest undulating and her lips were pursed tightly. She seemed a little nervous.
Pushing open the door, there was a male doctor in his forties sitting inside. At this time, he was burying his head to sort out the information, and at the same time he said, "Sit down and tell me what's going on." My mother sat down as he asked, then quietly looked at me, and then said, "I have been running to the study for no reason recently, but I don't remember what happened. Doctor, I suspect I have sleepwalking."
When the male doctor heard that it was this disease, he was a little curious. He was about to look up and ask for details, but the film suddenly stopped the next second
And I happened to see the male doctor looking at his mother in a daze, and his Adam's apple was gushing and spitting saliva in his Adam's apple
Sighing softly, this scene is too familiar to me. As I said, no man can remain calm when facing this exquisite porcelain person. The beauty is so beautiful that it is so intimate that people can fall into it inadvertently. Not to mention that the other party is still in the late stage of blood, even those old men in our community in fifties and sixties sometimes look at their mothers in uniform passing by, and occasionally an unknown evil fire pops up in their eyes, but they only dare to hide from afar. My mother's ferocity is famous far and wide, and someone even gave her a nickname called "thorny rose". Of course, these are all later words. He can't take advantage of him in front of him.
I was familiar with the road, and I coughed hard, and the male doctor came to his senses.
Oh...then...this...it has to be ruled out whether it is an organic disease before defining it. So, you can check it first. If there is a result, don't worry, I have research in this area and will definitely help you. After the male doctor finished writing a list and handing it to his mother, his enthusiasm was no less than that of receiving provincial leaders.
In this way, I accompanied my mother to check many items back and forth, and finally did all of them before lunch break in the hospital and returned to the psychiatric department. The male doctor was so happy that he closed the door and said to his mother. I just looked at your examination data, which basically ruled out the causes of physical diseases. It seems that the cause of the disease is likely to appear mentally. In fact, the so-called sleepwalking is mainly the result of human cerebral cortex activities. Usually, the cells in the cerebral cortex are in a state of inhibition when people sleep. If one or several groups of nerve cells that control movement are still in an excited state, the scope of sleepwalking is often the familiar environment and things that often do repeatedly. So according to your situation, I think it is very likely that you have irritable, anxiety and other emotions in your work or life. Of course, it is not certain whether you really suffer from sleepwalking. But we should know after a small test.
The male doctor's words made my mother think. Obviously, some situations were hit by him, and then asked what kind of test?
It's very simple. Just let me take your pulse and then follow my questions. But you have to remember that you must not have any resistance in the middle, and everything will be as you wish.
OK... OK
Please stretch your right hand. You can see that my mother seemed a little reluctant at this time, but I don’t know the specific reason. I just saw her bit her lower lip and handed her hand over. Then I heard the male doctor say, “You should take the watch, otherwise it will be difficult to take the pulse.”
Isn't that okay?
The pulse position is right on the wrist, it definitely won't work
My mother wanted to hold on again, but when she saw the gaze I was cast, she gritted her teeth and took off the watch. However, this episode reminded me of some things. It seems that since I was a child, I have never seen my mother's right hand completely exposed, and her wrist was either wearing a watch or a bracelet. It is not uncommon for women to carry some decorations, but my mother's reaction...
Curiosity made me focus on my mother's wrist next, but at this time she turned sideways inadvertently, as if she was deliberately avoiding me. I quickly moved down, but I happened to see a dark red mark on my mother's smooth wrist joint. At first, I hadn't reacted to what it was, but soon I realized something was wrong.
Then... is that a knife mark? After this discovery, I finally couldn't calm down. Thinking of my mother's anemia some time ago and what she said at that time, I came to a shocking conclusion in panic, that is, my mother committed suicide when she was young! And at this time, the male doctor happened to press on that scar. In an instant, my mother felt like she was touched by something. She suddenly stood up and scolded her, "Enough, I don't need your help."
The male doctor was a little confused and thought that his actions were too frivolous and caused trouble. He quickly explained, Madam, are there any misunderstandings between us? If you are disgusted by the touch just now, I apologize to you, but this is my responsibility as a doctor, I hope you can understand.
Hum! I miss you as a doctor for forgiveness this time, but don’t use this method to deceive women in the future, especially female patients
I really don't...
Haha, do you want me to believe in the treatment of traditional Chinese medicine in the outpatient clinic? It’s ridiculous! And you also take care of your eyes, only my husband can see my body, you are not qualified!
After saying that, my mother didn't forget to glar at me. Why do you want to stay here for lunch? This scolding made me feel a black thread, and the woman got angry and was in danger!
After this episode, my mother's powerful aura returned to her body. She walked with great momentum. She was even more heroic in her professional outfit, making others look at her side.
You take a taxi back by yourself, I have to go to work, order takeout at noon, and talk to him more after you wake up, he loves you
After some explanation, my mother finally stomped the accelerator and disappeared from my sight, but looking at the windy woman, I shook my head with a wry smile. Mom, you actually want to use my mouth to tell my father that he has sleepwalking. Your last look of wanting to say something but stopping is that I hope I don’t talk nonsense, right? You trust your son’s IQ. If you don’t understand the meaning, it’s not a waste of your deep meaning...
However, if anyone in this world understands the psychology of mothers best, it is undoubtedly my son. And too much growth in my life is accompanied by her continuous progress in concepts. It is no exaggeration to say that my father may not necessarily have me understanding her heart. After all, two people with high IQs often resonate at some point. Maybe a look or a simple text can express a lot of things, such as the situation like now
Helplessly, I took a taxi home. Seeing that my father was still sleeping, I ordered takeout first and waited for him. Thinking that there was a Qiu Hao at home, I went to ask him what he needed to eat.
After knocking on the door a few times, there was no response inside, so I walked in. Anyway, it was all men, so I didn't have so many concerns.
As my mother said, Qiu Hao was sleeping soundly at this time, and his dark body was wearing only a pair of shorts. His lower body was extremely firm due to morning erection, but these are understandable, after all, they are male characteristics.
The only thing that I couldn't stand was that the whole room was filled with a strange smell, and the paper balls all over the ground were very messy. At first glance, I thought I had entered the garbage dump by mistake.
Although I also know that Qiu Hao, who grew up in a small rural area, may not pay much attention to hygiene, but now living at home, you still have to pay attention to some habits. My mother is very fond of cleanliness.
Thinking of this, I think it is necessary to wait for him to wake up and have a good talk. Even if the casual person is, at least he cannot be too sloppy, otherwise he will be no different from beggars.
Then I quietly picked up the paper ball on the ground and threw it into the trash can, but suddenly I felt something sticky on my fingers. I subconsciously smelled it, immediately took my hand away, and said softly, "Is it...sperm?" I didn't doubt that there was him, I endured the nausea and picked up a ball again and put it on my nose and sniffed it. I found that it was still semen. Then, this made me feel a little angry, no matter how good the temper was, I didn't expect that Qiu Hao would dare to take off the plane in the room openly and let obscene throw it everywhere.
You said that you couldn't help but go to the bathroom to suck during your adolescence, but you were still lying in your sleeping place to do such things. Well, even if you don't want to go to the bathroom, at least you can clean up the things after you finish it. Look at the toilet paper in the room, who do you want to show it to?
Are you afraid that others won’t know what you are doing?
At this moment, my opinion on Qiu Hao was a little bit bigger, and I was also a little worried about my mother's situation, because from the number of paper balls, it can be seen that Qiu Hao's sexual desire is very strong, and this age group is when he is in a strong state of qi and blood. If it is not the self-control of ordinary people, it is easy to make irreversible actions when meeting a beautiful woman like her mother, and it will be a disaster at that time!
It seems that I should make some preparations in advance for Qiu Hao's unstable factor, such as installing a surveillance or something.
However, this idea was quickly rejected by me because there was no hidden place in this room to install. Even if there was, how could it be possible to escape my mother's sharp eyes? I remember that when I was a child, a key fell off at home. My father and I turned the whole house upside down but couldn't find it. In the end, my mother found it in the gap in the wardrobe. Another time, the same thing was the same. The same small thing disappeared and was still found by my mother in the corner. Such things have been happening one after another for more than ten years, but never stumped my mother. It can be imagined how strong her control over the entire house has reached an incredible level.
But I couldn't do nothing, and then I saw the computer on the bedside table. I thought of a solution.
While my father and Qiu Hao were still sleeping, I quickly returned to my room and opened Facebook with my computer. I soon found that the person I was looking for was online, and that person was William, a top student in the Department of Computer Science at the University of British Columbia.
After some greetings, I said directly to William who was combing his head and said, "Hey, William, I have encountered some trouble recently and need your help."
It's easy to say, what's the matter
Actually, I recently discovered that my cousin who lives at home had a strange behavior, but there is no evidence. I wonder if he could press a virus or something on his computer where he usually surfs the Internet. However, I heard that antivirus software is now powerful and can easily remove viruses from the computer. Otherwise, I would like to ask if I can just reinstall the system directly. Is it possible to ask if I can find an antivirus software no matter what, and can continuously control the other party's computer. Is this possible? William has been listening to my requests, and his eyebrows are sometimes tight. It can be seen that he is a little embarrassed. But I also know that if you want to escape the encirclement of many antivirus software in China, even high-level students from famous schools will not be able to do it. Otherwise, if anyone can succeed, those companies can gain the trust of customers. Once a major network security accident occurs, they will be replaced by other antivirus software in minutes. This is a consequence that no company can afford.
After a long time, just when I was not having any fantasies... Yes, William suddenly said, "I want to enter the other party's computer and implant the virus program in. This will take some time. Is it convenient now?"
Convenience is convenience, how effective is this issue I am concerned about
William then explained that for safety reasons, I will completely modify the hidden program in his computer and set a connectable bug. Usually it will only lurk quietly. It will only trigger when the key to start the port will be connected. During the game, all external files in the other party's computer will be transferred to the other side's port in a compressed document. However, in order not to attract the attention of the security system, I will control the transmission and cracking process to the lowest range, which will run at about 60MB in an hour. Once the read file is instantly entered into memory mode. In other words, no matter whether the other party finally deletes or not, it will appear in the control software of this party. After the cracking is completely successful, a complete document will be generated...
Wow! William, you are such a genius Ah, yes! This is what I want! At this time, I can't control my excitement. This plan completely coincides with me. It seems that in life, you still have to have a computer-related friend to be good!
Ahem... Jin Yu, don't rush to shoot flattery, I haven't finished talking yet
Oh... Sorry, you continue... Continue William gave me a blank look and then said, "Actually, I'm afraid you don't know how to operate and mess around." There are many things that really involve here. The main problem is that the other party's computer must be in a state of networking, and you have to connect at that point, otherwise it will not be able to inspire the bugs left on both computers. A brief summary is how long the controlled computer will be turned on, which determines how much we can crack it. Do you understand?" It's a problem that William said. The key is that Qiu Hao's current working time period is completely opposite to me, not to mention that he has to seize the time period of online access. However, it's better than nothing. At least as long as he dares to turn on the computer late at night, one day the secrets inside him will be known by me, but it is also possible that everything is false and the result of his own care.
After understanding all the procedures, I quickly moved Qiu Hao's laptop. At this time, he was still asleep like a dead pig. No wonder, I was on the night shift and I had sex so much when I came back. It was not too late to lose my vileness!
In the following time, I saw a wonderful scene. William remotely controlled Qiu Hao's computer, and the computer text flashed rapidly like dancing notes. The programming speed was simply terrifying, as if there was no need for any thought. How could a person who dared to use Gdsgraves as his pen name, not have any strength!
In just less than 20 minutes, he got two computers, and I was still shocked at this time.
It is hard to believe that this is really something that humans can do?
Such a huge amount of information and so many characters, without any pause, was written in one go. The key is that these conditions were still what I asked him to do just now, and they could actually complete the task. This can only be described as monsters.
What makes me even more speechless is that when William was preparing to go offline, he said that he had been playing too well recently and was not in a state. By the way, he reminded me that there are no strange files on Qiu Hao's computer at present. If there is a problem, it should come from outside.
I disdain for his pretentious behavior, but thank you from the bottom of my heart is true. I will always remember this love in my heart.
After I arranged the matter of Qiu Hao, my mood improved significantly. When I had nothing to do, I reviewed the knowledge I learned abroad. It was not until my father and Qiu Hao woke up one after another.
Following my mother's hint, I told my father the news that she had sleepwalking. Of course, these were all avoided Qiu Hao. He was also a big deal. The semen in the room was discovered by others, and he was talking and laughing like a person who was fine. I also secretly admired his face.
Two days passed quickly. Qiu Hao did nothing out of the ordinary except entering a 91.com to watch a short video every night. Moreover, his parents were reconciled as before, as if the conflict had not happened some time ago. Finally, it made me feel much more at ease. It seemed that it was time to take time to consider my own affairs...
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There is another chapter of the story that enters the middle, and then there will be a lot of psychological and environmental descriptions. This is quite difficult for erotic articles. I have to always immerse themselves in various roles to experience their emotions before I can write out the real feelings. It is a huge mental consuming thing, especially for authors like me who like to write articles that are particularly fond of self-abuse, but everyone can rest assured that I have made up my mind to complete this article completely, because on the day of the finale, I will be closed and never create.
Maybe people's emotions will indeed change. For me, erotic text is just a release, slowly diluting and forgetting as time goes by. The reason why I write is that in addition to the qi and blood when I first entered the forum, I now write more memories into it. Some of the contents of this story are not necessarily true, but many of the elements it forms are expressed by me using countless real things. The emotional entanglement and the direction of the character relationships in it will often become more cruel in reality. I believe everyone understands this society, but they just don't want to face it. Okay, that's it!
See you next time
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