Mom's Troubles
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 19
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 19 - Novel type: Incest, Mother, Son I could only hug my mother's body and speed up my pace. In the end, I almost half hugged my mother and dragged her into the elevator. With a "ding..." sound, the elevator quickly went up to the 16th floor, but with my mother in this state, the elevator still couldn't move. I could only mutter with heartache, "You obviously can't drink, why do you have to show off and drink so much..."
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
During the day, I contacted senior Ryan in the morning. He arrived in Canada a week earlier than us. Since Sophia and I had just arrived abroad, we had almost no friends, so the only person we could ask for help was this high school alumni. As for Lily, admissions was not her area of expertise, so we didn’t ask her for help.
Ryan was going to be a sophomore this year. When he saw Sophia and me, he was still very enthusiastic and took Sophia and me around the campus, mainly to familiarize us with the locations of some teaching buildings and laboratories, as well as other campus environment layouts such as playgrounds and libraries.
International students are a special group and need to report a week in advance, so most of the people we see on campus are Asian-looking. Of course, there are also people who look like Latin Americans and the Middle East. Although there are not many African blacks, we can still meet a few. We also met students from other provinces in China who came to study on campus. Because they all spoke Mandarin, it was still easy to identify them. Every time we met one, we would stop and communicate. When we met more, the initial loneliness and discomfort disappeared a lot.
At noon, we didn’t go to the open canteen for lunch because the school hadn’t officially started yet. So Ryan took us to a restaurant-style canteen that looked more refined. To put it bluntly, it was a place where you could cook and have private rooms. Unlike the big pot meals in the canteen, the food here was better, but of course it was more expensive.
According to Ryan’s introduction, you can eat famous dishes from all over the world here. It was mainly opened to make money from international students. This place opened earlier. When we came in, there were already people of all colors. Ryan had a card issued by the campus, so he offered to treat us to this meal. Sophia and I didn’t refuse and simply ordered a few.
The topic at the dinner table was naturally some things related to study and life.
From the senior, I learned that there are still differences in the settings of majors and course selections between foreign countries and China. He suggested that we do more homework before choosing courses, and it is best to consult teachers or experienced seniors to see which courses can help us complete our studies most efficiently. After all, not all international students can graduate on time. Choosing some interesting courses that are not very relevant to your major may extend your graduation time.
The senior student must have more life experience here than us, and he reminded us to carry our ID and passport with us. Because in foreign countries, the law has very strict requirements on certain aspects, such as drinking and even attending parties outside the school or in bars. There are age restrictions. International students from China are generally “naive”. If they want to go to the beach or drink in a bar, they will almost certainly be checked for ID. Carrying your ID or passport with you can avoid some unnecessary trouble.
As we chatted, he asked us if we had applied for bank cards, mobile phone cards and other trivial matters that are not easy to think of. If you want to get your life back on track as soon as possible, it is better to do these things as soon as possible, so he opened the map and pointed out several places that specialize in handling matters for international students, such as opening a bank account, applying for a mobile phone card, and applying for Internet access. Because we just arrived, Sophia and I really didn’t think about these things. There is wireless network where we live, so it is still necessary to apply for mobile phone cards and bank cards in time.
We talked about some cultural aspects. The senior encouraged us to make new friends, no matter which country they are from. University is the best time for people to get out of their comfort zone and make friends with all kinds of people. In a new environment, you will meet many people from different cultural backgrounds. Don’t close yourself off. Try to keep an open mind and welcome Canadian culture with an open mind.
Speaking of making friends, he also reminded me and Sophia that there will be an annual social gathering next month, which is organized by the Chinese community in the school. It is specifically for old students to welcome new students. Domestic international students who know the news will generally come to Canada. He hopes that we can also participate.
When we heard that we could meet other Chinese people, such a good thing, of course we couldn’t refuse. So Ryan also introduced a domestic international student group for us to join. This group is different from the one Lily gave yesterday. It is all students, so Sophia and I joined it without thinking.
After lunch, we left the campus. The senior asked us where we lived. I was not very familiar with the geographical information here, so I roughly described the location. I’m not sure if he knows where it is. Anyway, we don’t live in the same place. The senior didn’t say much, but he thought it was right for us not to choose to live in the school. He just said a few simple words, roughly saying that the dormitories assigned to international students may be mixed with people and even have an impact on life due to some special racial reasons.
Of course, no matter what, it’s still good to have a senior to consult. After delaying his time for the whole morning, Sophia and I politely said thank you and went about our own business. We had to apply for a bank card and mobile phone number, and the senior might have his own things. Not far from the campus, we separated.
After school started, everything was new. There were only 20 to 30 people in a class. I heard that there were even fewer people in a class for unpopular majors. The classmates were from all over the world. In the self-introduction on the first day of school, I found that there were ten Canadians in the class, and the rest were from all over the world. There were about five Europeans, three from Latin America, six or seven from the Middle East, two blacks, and among the remaining three, there was one Korean and one Japanese, and the last one was me.
Everyone can only communicate in English, and the teachers also teach in English. It may be different from China. After a week, I found the difference in foreign teaching. The students here are freer and no one controls them. This does not mean that it is good. The main reason is that the students who come here have a good foundation, so people have the illusion that free teaching is good. They mainly focus on practice, which can be reflected from the focus on interaction during class. The rest is probably similar to China. The age composition of the students is not very large, so the overall atmosphere is OK.
Because of interests and hobbies, and of course the difference between men and women, Sophia and I each carefully considered and combined the opinions of the school’s international students office to choose our respective majors.
Sophia chose pharmacy under the life science major. The entire medical device industry is a high value-added industry. To put it bluntly, this industry is very profitable, and the starting point is high, and the future salary is also high. Compared with foreign countries, the gap between this industry in China is still very large. The top ten companies are basically monopolized by Europe and the United States, and our country’s private pharmaceutical company “Yunnan Baiyao” can only be ranked in the top 40. The current situation of the country is like this, so Sophia’s choice of this major will be of great help to her future employment.
I chose a different major from her. Although she also encouraged me to enter the same major as her, I am still more interested in something else. I chose computer engineering, which is of course not a major that focuses on writing code, but is more inclined to electronics and integrated circuits. This is our country’s weakness, so future employment should not be too bad, and the engineering major is a well-known major in the school. I almost didn’t get in.
After a week of classes, I was basically familiar with the campus and the surrounding situation, and I didn’t need to follow the navigation. Basically, it’s the same. There are many restaurants around the school, and there are also entertainment venues suitable for young people. However, the gap between express delivery and logistics and our country is too big. It usually takes a week to receive the things bought online. Secondly, the takeaway industry is almost non-existent.
Because Sophia and I are not in the same major, it is inevitable that our class times are slightly different. When I am at home, she is not there, or when she is at home, I am not there. Of course, most of the time, both of us are not there, and we can only meet when we come back at night.
Every day, if I am not in class or studying, I will remember to send greetings to my mother. Even though that thing has passed, I sometimes still think about my mother. After all, I am in puberty and I really need it in this regard. Although I am with Sophia all day, I can only see her but not eat her for a while, so when I get sexually impulsive, I can’t help but think of my mother again and again. Thinking about her gentleness, thinking about her figure, and thinking about her mature and plump body ... Because of the time difference, I usually talk to my mother more at night, because it is daytime over there. Of course, sometimes my mother would also take the initiative to talk to me at night, which is when it is daytime here.
When we chat, it is usually about trivial matters. I will tell her about the foreign customs and things about international students that I have seen, or express my miss for her in a tactful way. She will also briefly tell me some of her own things, of course, including the worry of a mother when her son is thousands of miles away. After chatting for a long time, I learned that my mother planned to open a flower shop, and asked me what I thought.
I didn’t expect my mother to have such a hobby. She studied music, which is not related to flower art. But when I think of it, when I was at home, my mother loved to grow some flowers and plants, such as gardenia, jasmine, crabapple, roses, etc. My balcony is quite large, so there are many flowers in large and small pots, and my mother waters and fertilizes them herself. She treats potted plants like works of art, so there are all kinds of flowers blooming in the house all year round. So people who have come to my house say that my house has a small garden when they see the sea of flowers in all seasons.
My mother may really know about flower art. After all, she is a housewife and does not have to go to work, so she still has a lot of time to study. In the past, I just thought that she grew flowers to kill time. Now that she mentioned the flower shop, I realized that my mother might really be a professional in this area, or she just has a hobby.