Chapter 2

Maybe the scene is too embarrassing, my mother didn't rush to get up and hit me, but grabbed the pillow and smashed it hard at me.

I reached out to catch him. Just as I was about to say something, I saw my mother get out of bed in a hurry, pushing me open, and snatching the door out.

I was a little puzzled and hurriedly followed and saw my mother running to the bathroom, squatting on the ground, cleaning her vagina with a shower shower

Then I suddenly remembered that last time it was because I took off my condom and cummed into my mother's body, so a series of things happened later

This time, I made this mistake again for my own enjoyment

Although I ejaculated twice, my desire still didn't play where to vent my vent. My dick was still standing up

But at this moment, looking at my mother's half-naked body, she lost her sexual desire for a long time. Instead, her body became a little cold. She was uneasy and extremely scared.

Mom...I'm sorry...I didn't mean it. I stood in front of the door and apologized quietly. At this time, even I felt hypocritical and had no confidence in my heart

Mom whispered expressionlessly: Let's go and close the bathroom door hard

Back in the bedroom, I recalled the scene just now. My mother lowered her head and rubbed her vagina hard, trying desperately to pick out the semen remaining in her vagina.

I feel extremely guilty in my heart. My mother loves me so much and makes concessions for me step by step, but I hurt my mother like this for my own selfish desires.

Although I love my mother, I am obviously the woman I love the most in my life, but...

Do I really love my mom as much as I imagined?

If...mom is pregnant again, what should I do? How should I face my mother?

But while feeling guilty and regretful, I feel a little satisfied. After all, having sex with a perfect woman like my mother is the wish of every normal man.

And she is my mother

Although the process is despicable and selfish, it turns the impossible into possible

When I woke up the next day, I suddenly felt a very unreal feeling, as if everything that happened last night was a dream

I even hope that what has happened in the past two years is fake. When I walked out of the room, my mother still hugged my neck like before and said intimately, "Son, are you awake?"

But my sore waist still reminded me that all this happened. I went to bed with my mother again and ejaculated the semen into her vagina

After getting out of bed, I didn't rush to walk out of the bedroom because I heard footsteps coming from the corridor. It should be my mother's.

Last night, he was so brave, but now he is a little scared, afraid to face his mother

I kept thinking in my heart, what if my mother ignored me because of this?

What if my mother is completely disappointed with me?

I wandered in the bedroom for a long time, but in the end I came to urge me to have breakfast

I hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the door and walked out

Beibei saw me coming out and complained in a low voice: What's wrong with you? One gets up later than the other

As he said that, he walked to my mother's bedroom door and started knocking on the door to urge her to get up.

I remember my mother still has to go to work today and didn't get up so late. Maybe it was because of what happened last night. She was in a very bad mood and didn't even want to go to the company.

Beibei urged for a while, and the door finally opened. My mother walked out from inside. She was wearing a loose home clothes, with a little messy hair, a bad face, and a very heavy dark circle.

Beibei complained for a long time, but his mother didn't respond

When she saw me, her face was cold and she didn't say anything, but I could feel that my mother's mood was extremely complicated at this time.

It should be very painful, right?

Being plotted by his son but having no choice, it must be very entangled and painful, right?

After breakfast, Beibei went out to play with his classmates. His mother locked herself in the room and never came out again

I knocked on the bedroom door several times and wanted to find out the situation, but there was no movement.

I was even a little worried, would my mother be unable to think about it and commit suicide by taking sleeping pills?

However, this thought flashed through. After all, with my mother's personality, I would never be unable to think about it and do such a stupid thing.

My mood is very complicated, nervous, scared, confused, and guilty, as if I was being tortured on a fire, constantly questioning myself in my heart, I knew that my mother could not accept myself, and wanted to conquer my mother's body by getting on the boat first and then reimburse her tickets, and then conquer her soul

But in this process, the mother was inevitably hurt

I kept saying that I loved my mother, but when things were about to vent my desires

All my actions hurt my mother. Do I really love my mother as I imagined?

Or maybe, I'm just obsessed with her wonderful body

I want to return to a normal mother-son relationship with my mother, but the feeling of inserting my cock into my mother's soft vagina is too heartbreaking. Only after one experience can I never forget it.

Now I am like an addict, knowing that I can't do anything, but I can't control myself

I want to be free from it, but the mud is deeper and deeper, the deeper it is.

For a moment, I even felt that my mother should be looking for a man to marry. Maybe only in this way can I give up hope for my mother completely

But soon, I desperately rejected this idea in my mind. Even if I confessed to what I did, my relationship with my mother would not be the same as before.

Nowadays, only by letting my mother open up and accept herself can we, mother and son, be freed from our ease

And... I can't lose my mother, even if I know this is a traitor and it's not tolerated by nature.

If there is hell in this world, after I die, I will definitely be sent to the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reborn

If God wants to punish me, come to me alone, I won't feel wronged or wronged.

As the days passed, my mother did not mention what happened that night, nor did she scold or blame me, as if the whole thing had never happened at all.

However, her attitude was still cold and she ignored me, as if she was deliberately fighting me.

I also deliberately avoided the awkward topics of the two of them to avoid irritating my mother. After all, what I fear most now is that my mother is angry and just looking for someone to date and get married, which is really a mistake.

In a blink of an eye, it is time for school to begin

Because Beijing is far away from home and it is inconvenient to go back and forth, I don’t know when I will be back here.

When I think about not seeing my mother for a long time in the future, I feel a sense of emptiness in my heart. I even think about taking the exam again, so I went to college locally.

But I don't dare to tell my mother about this idea

Mom silently helped me pack my luggage. I looked at the expression on her face, and it seemed that there was no big reaction.

But from her eyes, I could still feel that my mother should be a little reluctant. After all, since I was a child, I have not gone out far away alone, and my mother and son have not been separated for so long, so far away

I want to express something, such as saying affectionately, hugging, or even saying some jokes, but the atmosphere in front of me is really awkward and difficult to express

Beibei was a little puzzled and couldn't help asking: Why is my brother leaving? Do you have no idea?

Mom replied coldly: What do you want to express?

It is said that the love mother's hand is in the middle of the thread, and you usually spoil my brother so much. How long does it take for him to come back, are you really sad at all?

My mother seemed to have not heard it, and ignored her, I took the opportunity to quip: It should be the sword in the hand of a loving mother, and the wandering son was slashed.

Beibei couldn't help laughing out loud and said: That's right, this is in line with our mother's personality and personality. But then again, it seems that I haven't seen our mother beat someone for a long time?

Mom snorted coldly: Why? Is itching if I don’t hit you?

Beibei hurriedly said: I am so well-behaved, and I didn’t make you angry. I mean my brother. He is worried about you every day and doesn’t get involved in the house and remove the tiles for three days. I haven’t seen you do anything recently?

Mom said expressionlessly: Such a big man, what's the point of hitting him?

I quickly squatted beside my mother, grabbed her little hand, and slapped her face, and said with a smile: It doesn’t matter, it’s your son who is too old, you want to hit him, even if you want to hit him, just hit him.

Mom gave me a blank look and tried hard to pull my hand back, but I held it tightly and hummed: What's the use of hitting you? I don't listen to you, and I shouldn't beat you.

I held my mother's hand and kept hitting her face, begging: Mom, just hit me again, I don't miss the feeling you felt when you hit me, I've left and I haven't come back for a long time. If you don't hit me, I feel uneasy

Mom said as if she was angry: I won't beat you! I want to hit you and beat yourself

Beibei asked with a smile: Do you want me to do it for you?

Go to Ah! I glared at her

Mom said: I'm all in college, and I'm still making trouble. I looked at Beibei: You go out first, I'll tell your brother something

Beibei pouted: What's wrong, I can't tell you

Let you go out... Go down and buy a few bottles of drinks

Then you will reimburse Ah

OK! You can't get it out of your mind if you make money

After Beibei left the bedroom, I left me alone to face my mother, and I felt a little uncomfortable

I don't know what my mother is going to say to me, I'm both looking forward to it and feeling a little nervous

After a long silence, my mother said: What happened before is gone.

Yes, I stood aside and nodded obediently

You have also been admitted to university, and your mother is no longer by your side. You have to learn to become independent and graduate in the future. If you can stay in Beijing, it is best to stay in Beijing.

I felt a chill and stuttered: You... don't you want to see me again?

After all, there are more opportunities there, and it is still suitable for young people to make a living. If you can gain a foothold in Beijing and make a name for yourself, you will return home in glory and your mother will have a glory on her face.

I really want to say that I don't feel like I'm venturing, nor do I want to make a name for myself?

But if I am so unreliable, I must not say it in front of my mother. Whether she doesn't want to see me, want to stay away from me, or want to make some achievements, I can't explicitly go against her wishes, it will only make my mother even more sad

Besides, there are still four years for college

Four years of long or short, what is not necessarily happening

When I graduate, I will stay in Beijing or come back. Isn’t it my final decision?

Well, I know that a good man is determined by all sides. I nodded against my will.

Mom stared at me for a while, spread her arms and signaled to hug her

I hesitated for a moment and hugged my mother

Feeling the warmth in my mother's arms, I was very moved. Even though I did such a bad thing to her, she still didn't dislike me.

From now on, I am still your mother and you are my son. We just pretend that nothing has happened, okay?

Can I say something bad in this warm atmosphere? I nodded, my mother hugged me in her arms and gently patted my back

I had a dinner with my dad in the evening, which was also a farewell for me.

Since the last accident, I have never seen Annuo again

This time I met, I felt a little haggard. I used to be very happy when I saw me, but today I was like a frosted eggplant, and I was so wilted.

Her mother was too. She lost weight and looked very bad. She felt like she had a serious illness.

I asked my dad privately, and my dad said that Annuo's mother was a little tired from work and nothing big is going on

But I can feel that my dad didn't tell the truth

A few days later, I took the high-speed train to Beijing to go to school

My mother didn't take me to the station, and I couldn't even see her reluctance

However, when I was about to go out, I vaguely saw my mother opening her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

The first time I left my hometown and lived alone, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed

After coming to Beijing, I felt that everything was fresh, but what I couldn't forget was my mother

I really don't want to stay here for a day, I wish I could fly back to my hometown immediately and be with my mother all the time

New cities, new schools, new environments, new classmates, these make me uninterested

The only thing that can comfort me is that I can go to the mail market when I have nothing to do

After all, this is my biggest hobby. Even during the two years when the learning tasks are the most arduous, I always think about it and cannot give up.

But that's all

I endured my longing and didn't contact my mother. I finally endured it. I bought a good train ticket early and rushed home like flying.

After a month, when we met again, my mother still had a cold attitude on the surface, but from the smile she held back from the corner of her mouth, it can still be seen that my mother was still very happy.

I told my mother about her life experiences at school over the past month. Although my mother was not very enthusiastic, she listened very seriously.

Looking at my mother's flawless face, my heart pounded

For some reason, over the past month, I felt like I suddenly lost my sexual desire and had no idea at all, but when I saw my mother today, the desire that was crushed in my heart burned like a fire.

My eyes always wandered on my mother's body involuntarily, from the slender and white neck like a swan to the plump breasts of melons; from the slender waist as thin as willows to the round buttocks, I couldn't help but think of my mother's appearance in bed, unbearable but stubborn buttocks.

The memory of going to the clouds and rain with my mother is indelible after all

The desire to hold my mother in my arms and caress and kisses gradually occupied my heart

I know that no matter how much I confess or struggle, I will eventually fall back into the abyss of hell called incest

It's just a matter of time

The more I struggle, the more painful it becomes in my heart

I think mom should be the same

After all, when I was with me, I was not completely unresponsive

Judging from the various reactions at that time, it should be very comfortable...

It should be like this

Just when I was thinking about how to get a better relationship with my mother, or how to get a relationship with my mother again, something unexpected happened

After a few days at home, when I was about to return to school, my mother suddenly called me and said that there was something I wanted to ask me.

At first I thought I was going to ask about my studies, but my mother took out a philatelic book

This stamp album is not mine. It seems that it’s a bit long time since my mother has never been interested in stamps and often nagging us, where did she get it?

I looked at her with some confusion

This is you... Mom organized a language and continued: Your Uncle Hong's other people owed him money, but they didn't pay it back, so they gave him a stamp and said it was worth 100,000 yuan.

When Beibei heard this, he came over curiously, took the lead in the philatelic collection, and flipped through it.

There are some ordinary tickets in front of them, such as disaster relief in 1991, the 120th anniversary of the Paris Commune, the insects in 1992, the fir trees, the Zhaojun went to the frontier in 1994, and the Wuyi Mountain. Although the quality is good, it is too ordinary and not worth borrowing money.

Because Beibei liked to follow my butt since she was a child, she would do whatever I did, so she also studied stamps for a little bit.

Seeing these big-name goods, they couldn't help but show a contemptuous expression on their faces.

But the more you turn back, the more you can't hide the excitement in your heart

The complete set of West Chambers in 1983, the twelve golden hairpins in 1981, and the scenery of Guilin in 1980

These tickets are still valuable, and they are only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and they are not worth 100,000 yuan ah

But when I turned to the last page of the philatelic album, my pupils and I suddenly dilated, as if they had become petrified in an instant, and they were frozen there

Six single monkey tickets, and one set of Gengshen monkey tickets in four directions!

Seeing that we both opened our eyes wide, as if we were seeing a ghost, our bodies were still trembling slightly, my mother asked: What's wrong? Is it valuable?

Valuable? So fucking valuable. Excited, I couldn't help but swear in front of my mother

My mother frowned slightly, glanced at me, and was a little skeptical: Are these few stamps worth 100,000?

Not only 100,000, these monkey tickets are worth more than 100,000. I roughly calculated the others, and they will be worth 160,000 or 70,000.

My mother was even more surprised. She reached out to get the stamps Beibei hurriedly reached out to stop her and said in surprise: What are you doing?

My mother looked at her in confusion: Can't I see?

Beibei immediately put on a professional look: You really don’t know anything. Is there anyone who just started to take stamps like this?

After saying that, he jogged back to the house and took a pair of flat-headed tweezers, and smiled like a show-off: Be more professional

Mom gave her a blank look, too lazy to pay attention to her

Beibei picked up a single monkey ticket and asked as if showing off: Do you know how much it is worth?

Mom pondered for a moment and guessed: One thousand?

One thousand? It's worth... Beibei was stunned. She didn't know the specific value. She turned her head and looked at me

I said casually: Now the market price of a single monkey ticket is around 10,000 yuan

Ten thousand? My mother was obviously stunned. Although this number is not big for her, the small stamps are worth so much money, which still makes her feel a little surprised.

Beibei showed a 'you don't understand' expression and said with a smile: Mom, don't look at your work in a big company and stamps, you are an amateur, this is a stamp that philatelics must have. My brother has one.

Mom turned to look at me, her eyes filled with inquiries

Suddenly, I became a little proud, but I didn't expect to be able to show my mother a little with stamps.

Although I spent a lot of effort on that monkey ticket and I bought a ticket to cancel it, it was still a big deal.

I pretended to be calm and gentle: Just a monkey ticket, it's no big deal, but this monkey couplet is quite valuable

How much is it worth?

Well...50,000 or 60,000

Harbor! Mom smiled in surprise and said, "I heard that stamps are valuable, but I didn't expect that they are so valuable."

The whole version is more valuable and probably costs about 1.3 million

Mom fell into obsession

Beibei smiled and said: If you and my dad could have collected several editions back then, my brother would not have to worry about his wedding room.

I replied: It's Ah or Ah! You don't have to worry about your dowry

My dowry doesn't need stamps to exchange

Mom seemed to have not heard us teasing and making noise, and she was casually flipping through the philatelic booklet

In the past, she defined my love for stamp collecting as being unemployed and losing her ambitions. Judging from her current expression, she should be a little interested.

Beibeidou and I spoke a few words, turned to our mother, and asked in confusion: Uncle Hong gave you the stamp, what are you doing?

He wanted to sell the stamps, but there was no way to remember that you two liked to collect stamps, so he asked me to take the stamps back and let you see if you could find a buyer. Mom looked up at me and said: I told him, children are playing around, such expensive things, I will teach you how to do it. It's not reliable. Uncle Hong is also in a hurry to seek medical treatment. He insisted that I take it back for you to see.

Before I could speak, Beibei said unconvincedly: Don’t look down on people. What’s the big deal? Isn’t it just to find a buyer? It’s simple! Yes, brother

I nodded and agreed: The stamps are of good quality, and finding a buyer is indeed not difficult.

Mom is skeptical: Don’t brag Ah, can you really find a buyer?

I didn't expect that because of my philatelic hobby, I would be able to show my face in front of my mother once and help me once, and my vanity became a little bit more aware of my vanity.

He said casually: No problem! It's just a little bit...

But what? If you can, you can. If you can, you can't do it. If you can, you can't take it. Ah Mom still doesn't trust me.

I think we can take over these stamps. The stamp market has recovered in the past two years. The rise is good. This Monkey Fanglian can make a lot of money by taking it for a few years.

I originally wanted to show my skills in front of my mother, show my own knowledge, and make money for my family

But my mother was unmoved and said: If you can find a buyer, I will sell it for you, Uncle Hong, don't mess with these things that are not available.

No, others buy it, but our family buys it, anyway, it's okay to exchange it for Uncle Hong for money.

Don't talk nonsense! If you can help this, let's help. Let Uncle Hong treat you to a meal. Don't be a second-trade dealer in the middle

Why don’t you make money?

I think my mom is a bit too rigid

But, I don't have that much money, and I can't even accept it if I want to.

Since my mother said she would not accept it, then I won’t accept it. I have been in this circle for so long and I still know some people. It’s not difficult to find a buyer.

I regretfully put the stamps one by one and savored them carefully

These stamps are well preserved, and I believe the original owner cherishes them very much

I estimated the value of stamps in my mind, and suddenly a little confused in my mind. Selling these stamps directly is enough to cover the debt, and there are still a lot left. Why do I have to use stamps to cover the debt directly?

Although I had some doubts, I didn't take them seriously

When I saw a Guilin landscape, I suddenly felt something was wrong with the glue on it. I put it under the light and looked carefully. I found that the stamp had been put into water and had taken a shower.

I was shocked and quickly looked at the other stamps carefully

Seeing that my expression became serious, my mother instinctively felt something was wrong and asked: What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?

I didn't answer immediately. After reading all the stamps, I sighed and frowned and said: Many of the tickets here are those who have taken a bath and this monkey couplet, which have also been put into the water.

My mother naturally couldn't understand what I said before, so she hurriedly asked: What does it mean?

The ticket that has been taken after bathing is a ticket that has been soaked in water means that the stamp has not been preserved well and becomes moldy and yellow. Soak it in and then experience it. Then take it out and dry it to wash away the mold spots. It looks like a new ticket, but after it is in the water, the mold spots are gone, and even the glue behind the stamps is washed away. The eyes of laymen are like new. In the eyes of insiders, their appearance has been completely destroyed.

My mother probably heard it, frowned slightly and asked: Is that... worthless?

I shook my head: The price of a ticket that has been taken after bathing will be greatly reduced and it is no longer worthwhile

Mom didn't say anything. After a while of silence, she picked up the phone and walked into the bedroom while dialing the number.

Although I couldn't hear what she said, I must be talking to Uncle Hong and telling him what happened here

After my mother came out of the bedroom, she asked some questions about stamps, and I answered them one by one.

After a while, the door bell rang. I opened the door and saw that it was indeed Uncle Hong.

He hurried into the living room and asked breathlessly: What the hell is going on?

My mother asked me to repeat the whole story with Uncle Hong. After hearing this, Uncle Hong carefully looked through the stamps that had passed by water. Unbelievable, he asked: It's impossible, I was all looking for someone to see. At that time, we went to the stamp market to find someone to see.

Mom asked: Did you owe you money, did you go with you?

Uncle Hong was stunned for a moment, slapped himself in the face hard, and said with gritted teeth: Damn it! It's a support!

Uncle Hong is my father's elementary school classmate. Because the two families have contacts from each other, they have a good relationship with their mother.

Seeing him angrily, my mother stamped her feet and comforted her: Don’t worry, Xiaodong is not an expert in this field. Maybe she has read it wrong?

Uncle Hong sighed and was silent for a moment, then asked me: What kind of tickets for bathing are you saying, can you still sell them for money? It won’t be waste paper, right?

I quickly said: No, although my quality is damaged, the ones that can still be sold are not that valuable

Before Uncle Hong could speak, his mother asked impatiently: How much can it be sold? Let me explain it to you Uncle Hong directly.

I just looked carefully and found that all these monkey tickets have been put into the water, and some others have some, and together... they are probably worth 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.

I thought Uncle Hong would be very angry, but he didn't expect that he breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: 40,000 or 50,000 is okay, not bad

Mom also comforted her: It’s already good to recover 40,000 or 50,000 yuan of foreign debt. Then she turned around and asked me: Can you sell it for your Uncle Hong?

There is a rare opportunity to help my mother, of course I spared no effort and immediately made a statement: Yes! I will go to find a buyer tomorrow

Uncle Hong said some polite words, left the philatelic album and left

Mom still doesn't trust me very much and asked: Are you sure? Don't take too much responsibility, and cause trouble for yourself.

I patted my chest and said: No problem! Don't worry

After returning to the bedroom, I followed the desk lamp and carefully observed the stamps that had taken a bath, thinking about whom I should sell these tickets to

Somehow, I suddenly remembered a person who came here, a famous fake master in the mail market, mouse eyes

This person often receives some moldy or water-related tickets. After renovating and making fake renovations, he tricked newcomers who have just started out.

Sell ​​these tickets to him

He has had a few dealings with him and was cheated by him once, but he is somewhat intimate. After discussing, maybe he can give him a good price.

I had already made plans, but when I was lying in bed at night, I always felt that I was not doing enough in front of my mother this time.

Uncle Hong asked my mother for help, and my mother asked me to help. If I help Uncle Hong solve the problem, then my mother will definitely be very proud in front of Uncle Hong.

But, what can I do to make my mother look at her with admiration?

Just when I was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, a crazy idea suddenly popped up in my mind. The mouse eyes can fake and deceive people, why can't I?