After seeing my father off, she and I returned home to that empty villa, where only the two of us were left.
Through our conversation, I learned that her name was Bai Xue. She said she wasn't much older than me and that I could call her Sister Xue or Aunt Xue. I nodded and said I would call her Sister Xue from now on.
After two busy days, I was exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa without even eating. I was awakened in the middle of the night by a clear sound of water.
Through the dim light, I followed the sound and found that the bathroom door was not closed properly, with a gap about two fingers wide. Out of curiosity, I quietly walked over and saw a scene that I will never forget.
It was a perfect body; her body was as white as her name.
She stood naked under the showerhead, her eyes closed, as warm water flowed down from her head, soaking every corner of her body.
Her graceful body was on full display, with her breasts being the most prominent feature, indeed much larger than those of the average woman.
Watching her under the warm water, eyes closed, long eyelashes fluttering gently, looking so content, and hearing her faint moans, I was captivated, as if it were the most deadly poison.
I was seventeen years old at the time, full of youthful vigor and passion, and I had a deep-seated desire for the physical secrets of the opposite sex. Compared to Xuejie's figure, the female protagonists in the Japanese movies I had seen before were simply weak.
I watched her hand gently caress my alluring body, and my own hands began to wander restlessly. It wasn't until later that I slapped myself to forcefully suppress those thoughts.
That night, I couldn't sleep. Perhaps it was because I slept all afternoon, but my mind was filled with images of her taking a bath. Every detail, every corner of Xuejie's body, was seen by me. In my eyes, she was so perfect. However, I felt a deep sense of guilt. After all, she was my stepmother.
The next day, she prepared breakfast for me and woke me up, but I didn't dare to look her in the eye and just ate my bread without feeling anything.
Looking at her curvaceous and beautiful figure, the scenes from last night resurfaced in my mind. Without realizing it, I blushed and my throat became dry.
Just then, Sister Xue suddenly reached out and touched my face, then pressed her cheek against my forehead and said, "Your face is so red, I thought you had a fever. It's good that you're alright."
Just as I was caught off guard by this sudden intimacy and didn't know how to react, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.
I said I would go open the door, and then I fled in a panic.
A lawyer arrived, along with another man, who was my father's creditor.
The lawyer produced proof that the house was mortgaged. It turned out that my father had mortgaged the house a long time ago, and now that he's dead, he still owes a large sum of money, and people have come to collect on the house.
My dad died without leaving anything, and now we're homeless again. Where are we going to live?
Just when I was at my wit's end, the lawyer said to me, "Your father owes too much money and has many creditors. This Brother Hui is just one of them. Originally, this house wouldn't be enough to pay off your father's debts, but he gave me face and took pity on you and your son, so he let it go."
He also said that, out of consideration for my father's old friendship, he would show my mother and me a way out and let me go back to my grandfather's house in the countryside, because it was too dangerous for us to stay in the city. Many of my father's creditors were gangsters, and they were all very powerful. If we fell into their hands, our lives would be over.