βDoes Aunt Shen know about this?β
βNo, I donβt dare to tell my mom.β
βThen whatβs all this about?β
Yang Haoran pointed at the wastebasket filled to the brim with used tissues.
Zhou Shiwen looked somewhat embarrassed: βLast night, after Tingting and I came to an agreement, we had a video call where we talked naked. I had her pretend that you were fucking her while she humiliated meβ¦β
βStopβ¦ Iβll just pretend I never asked!β
Yang Haoran felt as if the sky had fallen. His childhood friendβs psychology wasnβt justηΈε½’ (deformed); it was practically twisted. He knew that not only women, but also some men, belonged to these bizarre groups.
Leaving aside Shiwenβs βgreen motherβ cuckoldingεΏη (psychology), there were also men with cuckolding fetishes, like those with a βhotwifeβ kink or who enjoyed being called βgreen-turtle cuckolds.β They liked watching their wives or girlfriends get fucked by other men while simultaneously being humiliated by them. The more they were humiliated, the more perverse pleasure they felt.
Based on his childhood friend Shiwenβs description, Yang Haoran realized he belonged to this specific group. To be honest, Yang Haoran wasnβt all that surprised. Terms like βgreen motherβ cuckolding, βhotwifeβ fetish, βgreen-turtle cuckoldβ β while they seemed different on the surface, their essence was fundamentally interconnected.
Aunt Shen, your good sonβs world is collapsing, did you know?
Yang Haoran silently muttered this to himself, feeling a sense of helplessness. He had no idea how he was going to explain this to Aunt Shen later.
Seeing Yang Haoranβs distressed and unwilling expression, Zhou Shiwen felt somewhat disappointed and couldnβt help saying: βHaoran, Tingting isnβt as bad as you think. Sheβs only been with one man, Li Dongze. She wasnβt sent out to entertain those beasts.β
βItβs not that I look down on Tingting for those reasons. Itβs just, Shiwen, weβve grown up together since childhood. Seeing you like this now, I just donβt know what to say.β
Yang Haoran said helplessly: βLetβs not even talk about whether I agree or not, butβ¦ Iβ¦ youβ¦ sighβ¦ how should I put this.β
Frustrated, Yang Haoran grabbed his hair. He didnβt want to watch his childhood friend fall into the abyss, but he also felt a sense of powerlessness. Perhaps Shiwen should never have been exposed to these things.
βForget it, Haoran. If youβre unwilling, Iβll explain it clearly to Tingting later.β
Seeing that his childhood friend was truly reluctant, Zhou Shiwen understood that he couldnβt force his own desires onto Haoran. Even though Tingting was a petite beauty, and others might jump at such an opportunity, his friend Haoran had Ji Youxi from their class as his girlfriend, plus his own incredibly alluring mother, both of whom far surpassed Tingting.
βIβ¦ wait a moment, let me gather my thoughts.β
Yang Haoran calmed himself down, pondered for a moment, and then asked Zhou Shiwen: βIf I disagree, will you find another manβ¦ you know what I mean.β
βHaoran, I donβt know about that either. Probablyβ¦ I might!β
Zhou Shiwen said this last part with great embarrassment. To be honest, about sharing his girlfriend with his childhood friend, on one hand, having grown up together, he felt assured that such matters wouldnβt be leaked. On the other hand, the thought of someone familiar toying with his girlfriend genuinely excited him more.
βShiwen, you might think Iβm just pretending to refuseβ¦β
βNo, no, Haoran, I believe you. You already have my mom; itβs normal that you wouldnβt be interested in Tingting.β
Before Yang Haoran could finish, Zhou Shiwen cut him off, leaving him speechless. Indeed, compared to Aunt Shen, Tingting, who was petite, had a gentle and quiet appearance, and wasnβt particularly busty, really couldnβt compare. There was no contest.
So Zhou Shiwen knew that his childhood friend Yang Haoran was genuinely hesitating, which was why he kept persuading him.
βShiwen, suppose, just suppose, I were to agree.β
Yang Haoran had to elaborate further before saying: βHave you thought about how the two of us would interact afterwards? In essence, this isnβt different from you being a cuckold. I might sound harsh, but if I were to do this, I genuinely wouldnβt know how to face you.β
βHaoran, you donβt need to overthink it. You and my mom are like that, and Iβm perfectly fine with it. When youβre in bed with Tingting, and she humiliates me, you can humiliate me too if you want, call me a green-turtle cuckold or whatever. I donβt mind.β
βAside from those times, we can carry on as usual. Haoran, what do you think?β
Yang Haoran wanted to say it wasnβt okay, but after thinking it over, he decided to save some face for his childhood friend Shiwen. He didnβt dare make this decision himself; he needed to ask Aunt Shen for her opinion. Otherwise, he feared Aunt Shen might blame him later.
So Yang Haoran changed the subject: βLetβs not talk about this for now. Is Tingting out because Aunt Shen got her released?β
βYes, Tingting is free now. All those things that could be used against her have been destroyed. Iβm not sure how mom handled it, but anyway, Li Dongze ran away and is now wanted by the police. I heard that vacation island was implicated and completely shut down.β
Zhou Shiwen shared his speculation: βProbably my mom contacted my grandfather.β
Yang Haoran knew that Aunt Shenβs father was in the military district, though he wasnβt sure of his exact rank. However, the forces behind the vacation island were undoubtedly complex and intertwined. To shut it down completely wouldnβt have been easy without someone high-ranking and powerful in the military district giving the order.
Yang Haoran chatted with Zhou Shiwen for a while longer. Seeing that he was alright, he felt relieved, then went out to find Aunt Shen and told her about Shiwenβsζ³ζ³ (idea/desire).
βSighβ¦ Little Ranran, do you think Auntie made a mistake?β
Aunt Shen didnβt seem very surprised, just somewhat downcast.
Yang Haoran knew she was referring to what happened between him and her. Perhaps they shouldnβt have allowed Zhou Shiwen to become involved in their affair. When he thought about it, he bore some responsibility too.
βAunt Shen, itβs my fault. I shouldnβt have agreed to Shiwenβs terms back then.β
Yang Haoran didnβt shirk responsibility: βI havenβt given Shiwen an answer yet. Iβm stuck between agreeing and not agreeing. Even if I refuse, I feel like Shiwen will find another man.β
Aunt Shen fell silent.
It was rare for Yang Haoran to see Aunt Shen looking so worried.
After discussing it, they finally decided that Aunt Shen would take Zhou Shiwen to see a psychologist to see if it could help. If it really proved ineffective, then Yang Haoran would have no choice but to agree to his childhood friend Shiwenβs request.
Only by doing this could such shocking matters be limited to the few people who knew, without affecting Shiwenβs future normal life.
Afterwards, Yang Haoran received some explicit photos from his childhood friend Zhou Shiwen. They were all selfies taken by his girlfriend Tingting. Upon asking, Yang Haoran learned that Zhou Shiwen had asked Tingting to take them specifically for him to see.
But Yang Haoran had no mind to pay attention to these things anymore. Heζ·θ‘ (perfunctorily) said to Shiwen that they looked good and he enjoyed seeing them, even though the photos included close-ups of exposed nipples and her pussy, nude shots, etc. Paired with Tingtingβs quiet, delicate, and pretty face from their class, they were quite enticing.
However, Yang Haoran truly had no mental energy to focus on this. Final exams were getting closer, and there was still no lead on his motherβs situation. When he asked Aunt Shen, he only learned that everything was proceeding smoothly.