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Chapter 6: Return
The morning sunlight filtered through the slats of the blinds, casting mottled light and shadow on the floor, yet it could not disperse the gloom weighing on Chen Fang's heart.
She sat at her cold dining table with a cup of coffee that had long since gone cold.
Her face was pale, dark circles heavy beneath her eyes, her gaze empty as she stared out the window.
Deep in her body lingered a sore, aching fullness from being overused, and a persistent, hollowing fatigue.
What made her even more on edge was the night before sneaking to Xiaokai's place for that completely out-of-control, rule-shattering, frenzied sex and… those two unprotected internal ejaculations.
The box of morning-after pills lay at her elbow like a red-hot brand, reminding her of the terrifying possible consequences.
The doorbell rang. Chen Fang's heart leapt, nearly bursting from her throat. She took a deep breath and dragged her heavy feet to open the door.
Wang Li stood outside.
Her complexion was also poor; the carefully applied makeup couldn't hide the fatigue at the bottom of her eyes nor the icy anger.
She wore a turtleneck sweater, seemingly to conceal any marks on her neck.
Their eyes met in midair none of the usual polite pretense, only dead silence, awkwardness, and mute accusation.
The air seemed to congeal.
"Come in." Chen Fang stepped aside, her voice dry as sandpaper.
Without a word, Wang Li walked in, her heels clicking sharp "tak-tak" notes across the floor, broadcasting deliberate pressure.
She went straight to the living room sofa and sat, posture tense with repressed fury, arms folded across her chest.
Silence spread in the narrow space, heavy enough to suffocate.
Even the bitter scent of coffee seemed to have congealed.
In the end, Wang Li spoke first, her voice cold, like a poison-tempered knife each word stabbing precisely at Chen Fang's most shameful places: "Yesterday afternoon, I intended to come home to drop things off."
Chen Fang's body went taut; her fingers twisted her hem unconsciously until the knuckles whitened.
"As it turned out," Wang Li sneered, her gaze fixed sharply on Chen Fang's face, "I heard a truly… splendid live broadcast in my own foyer." She emphasized "foyer" deliberately.
"Chen Fang, you've got nerve! Sneaking over off-schedule to seduce my son? And moaning that loud? Afraid others wouldn't hear? 'Wreck Auntie's slutty pussy'? 'Flood my womb with semen'? Heh, what a 'sex education'! Thorough, I'll give you that! Did you save the condom too?!"
Chen Fang's face flushed bright red; shame and the terror of being exposed sent blood surging to her head, her body shaking all over.
She snapped her head up, anger lighting her eyes in a counterattack: "And why do you only blame me? Wang Li! Think I'm blind and deaf?! Where were you yesterday? Why did Xiaoyu come home so late? That… that thick scent on him not our body wash where did that come from?! And you! What are you hiding with that turtleneck? Dare to show it?!"
Wang Li's eyes flickered hard; she clutched her folded arms tighter, but rage and the humiliation of being called out quickly replaced it: "Where was I? I went to 'tutor' your son! Under him I 'tutored'! Right here on this living room floor! When he came inside me, he yelled no quieter than you! 'Fill Auntie's womb'? 'Give Auntie a baby'? Chen Fang, good boy you've raised! Truly surpassing the teacher! Satisfied?!"
"You… you shameless!" Chen Fang shook like a sieve with fury, snatching up the coffee cup to throw it. "You actually… you actually seduced Xiaoyu?! What did you promise me?! Where are our rules?! Target only the other's son! This is revenge! Naked revenge!"
"Rules?" Wang Li sprang up; her voice turned sharp as a blade, all cultivated elegance gone. "You trampled rules first! You snuck to Xiaokai first! You broke the timing first! You let him go bare! Internal felt great, didn't it? Being flooded with young semen got you losing your soul, didn't it?! What right do you have to speak of rules?! To accuse me?! I only let you taste the same! Let you know what your darling boy looks like under me! What it feels like when he cums inside me!"
"You bastard! You did it just to get back at me! You ruined my son!" Chen Fang exploded; pent-up fear, shame, and rage burst free as she screamed and lunged, shoving Wang Li hard.
Caught off guard, Wang Li stumbled into the sofa arm; her careful updo came undone. She too ripped the mask off, grabbing Chen Fang's hair in return; sharp nails scored Chen Fang's cheek: "I ruined him? You ruined my plan! You ruined what little trust we had! You hypocritical slut!"
Two mothers who were usually poised and gracious at parent meetings now tore into each other like cornered beasts in the living room.
Expensive silk blouses ripped, exposing ambiguous marks beneath; carefully styled hair turned ragged; vicious curses and rough panting replaced polite exchanges.
They vented pent-up fury, the pain of betrayal, fear of lost control, and a deep, unspoken loathing of their own descent.
"Enough! Stop it!" A desperate, sob-laced scream burst from Chen Fang's throat; she jerked free, staggered back, and slid down against the cold wall, covering her face as her shoulders heaved.
"What… what are we doing…" Her voice broke apart, full of endless sorrow and self-disgust. "Look at us… what do we look like… shrews… lunatics… over… over something like this…"
The words were a bucket of cold water that doused Wang Li's fury at once.
She stared at Chen Fang sobbing with her face buried in her hands, at her own torn clothes and scratches on her arms, at the wrecked room; a late, massive shame and fear surged over her.
She too sagged to the floor opposite, covering her face as repressed sobs leaked through her fingers.
Only their muffled crying and heavy breathing remained in the living room's wreckage. After a long time, the crying faded to intermittent sniffling.
"It's over… all over…" Chen Fang lifted her head, tear tracks crossing her face; her gaze was hollow with utter exhaustion. "We… we've completely ruined it… Xiaokai… Xiaoyu… they… they've been completely lit by us… like Pandora's box opened… and can't be shut…"
"The morning-after pill… I took it… but I don't know if it'll work…" Chen Fang's voice trembled with fear as she looked at Wang Li. "You… what about you? Yesterday… Xiaoyu, he…"
Wang Li dropped her hands; her face went paper-white, lips quivering, eyes full of terror: "I… yesterday… it was so chaotic… too… too into it… I forgot… and the 'safe period'… isn't reliable…" Pregnancy!
The consequence they feared most now hung above them like the sword of Damocles.
Seeing the fear in each other's eyes, they felt for the first time a shared despair.
"What do we do… what now…" Wang Li's voice was helpless; her prior dominance and vengefulness were gone, leaving only a frightened mother.
"What else can we do?" Chen Fang wiped her face; a shred of reason forced itself into her eyes, fragile as it was. "What's done is done. We… we have to clean up this mess. At least… at least ensure they don't go messing around outside, catching diseases, or knocking up other girls… that would be true damnation, truly ruin the boys!"
Wang Li nodded silently; brutal reality and maternal responsibility finally, painfully outweighed twisted desire and the rush of revenge.
Their original "education" goal guiding their sons to release safely had been trampled beyond recognition by themselves, yet now it seemed the only straw to grasp, a necessary excuse to hold tight.
"They're like two wolves let out of cages, who've tasted blood…" Wang Li said hoarsely, bitterly. "Their energy is frightening… once can't satisfy… Yesterday, Xiaokai… took me twice in a row…" She hid nothing; it was a shared predicament now.
"Xiaoyu… too…" Chen Fang's barely audible voice carried a mortifying admission.
Thinking of Xiaokai's seemingly endless stamina last night, she felt a deep ache and… a flicker of forbidden flutter.
She pinched herself hard.
They sank into silence again, the air thick with awkwardness and a heavy despair binding them together by fate.
"So… we… we have to continue?" Wang Li's voice carried uncertainty, deep fatigue, and self-loathing. "Use our bodies… to… to 'satisfy' them? Like… like two… fixed… outlets?" She avoided harsher words but the meaning was clear.
"What else?" Chen Fang's voice held numb resignation. "Do you have a better, immediate solution? Send them out to find someone? Rely on their hands? Do you think… after tasting this… 'sweetness'… they can bear to rely only on their hands? Out there… temptations and dangers are greater!" She thought of Xiaokai's greedy eyes and insatiable desire and felt a chill.
It seemed an insoluble vicious circle.
"But… safety?" Wang Li's fear deepened; her hands instinctively shielded her belly. "Internal… is too dangerous! If… we can't bear the consequences!"
"Condoms. Always!" Chen Fang said with iron resolve, like issuing a military order and like convincing herself. "That's the bottom line! No matter what, condoms! We… we can't err again! Not even once!" She thought of the morning-after pill she had taken and felt no confidence, only hope.
"And… time…" Wang Li added with difficulty, giving Chen Fang a complicated look. "We must adhere strictly to the agreed time… Wednesday afternoons… no more… sneaking… not even once!" A warning to Chen Fang and a restraint on herself.
Chen Fang nodded, cheeks burning this time purely from shame. "Yes… time… and place… fixed… at each home… no more losing control…" She paused, voice lower, tinged with a plea. "And… between us… no more… that kind of… revenge…" She meant Wang Li going to Xiaoyu.
Wang Li's gaze struggled intensely, then she nodded heavily, exhausted and resigned: "Okay… for the boys… we… we must control ourselves… no more… crossing lines… What's past… let it pass…" That "past" meant their mutual revenge; but could those memories and bodily sensations truly pass?
They reached a fragile consensus.
It stood on a foundation of fear, resigned compromise with reality, and concern for their sons' futures pale, flimsy, and tinged with self-deception.
They tried to frame the already out-of-control vortex of desire with new, stricter rules, as if that could return them to the "original intent" of "education," as if it could wash away the disgrace.
"So… next Wednesday afternoon?" Wang Li's voice held an almost imperceptible tremor, like confirming an execution date.
"Mm… next Wednesday afternoon…" Chen Fang repeated, the time feeling like an approaching judgment day full of unknown terrors.
She didn't dare imagine whether, when the day came facing Xiaokai and her own body's longing she could truly hold to the freshly set "bottom line" and "rules."
Wang Li stood, tidied her torn clothes and hair, trying to regain some poise, but the elegance was shattered. Chen Fang saw her to the door.
Just before the door closed, Wang Li turned, looking at Chen Fang with complicated eyes regret, fear, the sorrow of fellow castaways, and a faint, elusive confusion: "Sister Fang… can we… really control this? Control them… and control… ourselves?"
Chen Fang did not answer.
She only closed her eyes in weary, near-despairing silence, as if all strength had been drained.
The door closed softly.
The new rules were like a paper dam, while the flood of desire surging in their hearts and the boys' bodies could it really be held back next time?
At the moment the door shut, the answer sank into a deeper darkness.
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