Yvonne Hu saw, in the little creek, a man and a woman tangled together, their naked bodies pressed tightly against each other. The young man was none other than Shawn Young—the one she secretly longed for day and night. At that moment, he was behind her mother, Vivian Fang, gripping her shoulders and thrusting forcefully. Vivian's mouth was wide open, letting out sharp, trembling cries; her face twisted in a mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure. Their bodies collided fiercely, making dull thumping sounds—"Bang! Bang! Bang!"—while water splashed around them. The scene was intensely erotic and wildly exciting.
Yvonne was instantly stunned, her eyes wide in shock. She nearly screamed, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. The scene before her was too much to handle—her pale, pretty face flushed bright red, and tears welled up in her eyes. She just couldn’t believe it: Shawn, the man she denied liking but secretly adored, and Vivian, her own mother, were wrapped up in such an intimate, outrageous act. The shock was overwhelming; she simply couldn’t accept this reality!
Yvonne felt as if her whole world had gone dark and was spinning out of control. The shock made her tremble all over, and tears streamed down her face as she turned and stumbled out of the woods. Inside, she was drowning in sorrow, feeling lost and helpless, not knowing where to go. After only a few steps, she tripped over a stone, lost her balance, and crashed to the ground—"Thud!"—her knee slammed into a rock, blood oozing out, and her ankle twisted painfully.
She struggled to get up but didn’t have the strength. The pain in her bruised knee and twisted ankle was unbearable. Heartbroken and feeling utterly wronged, Yvonne just lay there on the ground, sobbing. The hurt to her body was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. Right now, her life felt pitch-black, her mind and soul battered and broken, drowning in utter despair!
"Oh—I'm coming—I'm about to fly—Shawn—harder—come on—take me—take me higher—up to the sky!" Vivian screamed wildly under Shawn’s powerful thrusts, waves of pleasure surging through her like a tidal wave.
"Yes! Vivian—I'm—I'm—I'm about to explode—here it comes! Let’s fly together!" Shawn let out a rough, low growl, his body shuddering as he released everything, merging with Vivian in perfect ecstasy.
After their wild, intense lovemaking, the two lay together, tightly embracing, kissing sweetly and whispering words of love. Suddenly, Shawn heard a faint sound of crying in his ear. At first, he thought he was imagining it, but listening closer, he realized it was definitely Yvonne sobbing.
"Ah—Vivian—Yvonne, she—she seems to be awake!" Shawn was startled and quickly told Vivian.
"Huh—no way?" Vivian was stunned when she heard that.
"Look—listen—that crying outside really sounds like Yvonne! We’ve been at it for a long time, so it’s normal she woke up—could she—could she have seen us—doing—doing this?" Shawn said nervously, clearly uneasy.
"Ah!! What—what do we do now? Oh my god—Yvonne saw me—saw me doing this with you—she—she can’t handle this! You know, Yvonne really likes you too, but she just can’t accept us like this—and she’s so stubborn—she might—she might do something crazy!" Vivian’s face went pale, flustered and helpless. She never imagined facing this awkward moment would be so hard.
"What? Yvonne might do something crazy!? No way—I—I have to find her!" Shawn’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly got up from Vivian, grabbed his clothes, threw them on, and hurried out of the woods.
"Shawn—please—don’t upset her—okay?" Vivian called out from behind.
"Yeah—I’ll—I’ll try—I’ll do my best to talk to her!" Shawn replied, already heading out of the woods, though he really had no idea what to do.
Once Shawn left, Vivian stared blankly up at the sky and murmured, "Sigh—I never thought this day would come so soon! I really don’t know what to do! Oh heavens—please tell me how to face Yvonne!"
Shawn walked out of the woods and soon spotted Yvonne lying on the ground ahead, clutching her injured knee and ankle, quietly sobbing. Her camo combat uniform had fallen off, and now she wore a torn white dress, almost naked underneath. Her heartbreak made her look like a fallen angel—anyone seeing her would feel instant sympathy and sadness.
Shawn hurried over to her side, reaching out to help her up. But as soon as Yvonne saw him, her face twisted in anger and she shoved his hands away, screaming, "Don’t touch me! You—you bastard, you pervert!"
"Uh—" Shawn was helpless. He could only stand awkwardly nearby, looking at her with concern.
"I—I never want to see you again! I’m leaving—right now—" Yvonne said through gritted teeth, forcing herself up and stumbling away. But after only a few steps, she fell again, sobbing uncontrollably.
Shawn quickly tried to help her again, but Yvonne was firm—she wouldn’t let him touch her! Out of options, Shawn just stood by her side, completely at a loss for what to do.
Just then, Vivian came out, now dressed, and walked straight to Shawn. With a calm face, she said, "Shawn, you go wait outside! Let me talk to Yvonne myself!"
"Oh—okay!" Shawn agreed, realizing he really couldn’t handle the situation. He nodded and wandered outside, feeling lost and anxious.
Soon, he reached the edge of the woods. It was already dusk—the setting sun slowly sinking, painting the sky with brilliant colors. A gentle breeze swept through, bathing the mountain in dazzling golden light. It was a breathtaking sunset, but Shawn felt utterly downcast. He had no idea what Vivian and Yvonne would talk about, nor how to handle the tangled mess of feelings and ethics between the three of them. Deep down, he didn’t want Vivian or Yvonne to leave him, but judging by Yvonne’s attitude, that seemed nearly impossible.