Difficult to return

"TT, how many performances will you arrange for the Spring Festival?" QUEEN's stage director personally called, "Are there still four performances as in previous years, from the third to the sixth day?"

Song Shuhua pinched the phone in a dilemma, and finally said: "I'm not sure yet, I'll reply to you later."

"No matter what, there must be two shows. The promise to the audience that the show was canceled last time has not been fulfilled. No matter what, you have to show your face during the Spring Festival. Otherwise, your fans will have to lift the roof of QUEEN."

The director was joking, but it wasn't funny to Song Shuhua's ears, because he couldn't come out, and he was a little anxious during this time.

"I'll try my best, but I can't decide yet."

"That's fine, give me an answer as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, he frowned with distress.

It's not anything else, but the husband seems to have changed his gender recently.I go home early every day, cook with him at night, and go shopping with him on weekends.Except for the eight hours of the working day, the two of them are together all the time.

Sometimes when he got really busy, Lu Mingchen would take his work home and hold video conferences in his study every night.He is a very private person, and his work and family life used to be very separate.

At night when her husband came back from get off work, Song Shuhua asked him how to arrange for the Spring Festival.

According to the usual practice in previous years, the thirties and the first day of junior high school were spent at Song's house, and after the second junior high school, Lu Mingchen returned to his hometown.Knowing that Song Shuhua was not good at dealing with his relatives, he didn't force him to go back together.Of course, there may be other arrangements, and it is inconvenient for him to be around.

In short, Song Shuhua will be very comfortable during this time.He went to perform at QUEEN at night, and most of the rest of the time he stayed in that old house, trying on his beloved dresses and shoes next to each other.If I can't hold it back, I will change into skirts and high heels and go out shopping and drink coffee, and look at my beauty walking in the sun from the reflection in the window.

Lu Mingchen raised his head from his rice bowl: "What do you think?"

"I didn't, just listen to you."

He looked at Lu Mingchen expectantly, hoping to hear the answer "Then it will be the same as in previous years", but the other party said: "It's boring to live like this every year, this year it's just the two of us living together."

"... us?"

"How about the cruise? Southeast Asian routes, I remember you said that you like Thailand as a country, and you want to go there again." Lu Mingchen didn't notice the anxiety flashing in her husband's eyes, and picked up a chopstick dish for him, "We still We went out a few times before we got married, but we haven't gone out together since the wedding trip."

"... Isn't it good not to spend the Spring Festival with your family?" He tentatively asked.

"Are you afraid that they will be unhappy if they find out?"

"En." Song Shuhua nodded quickly, this was the last chance, he knew that Lu Mingchen still respected his father very much.

"Then don't let them know."

"..."

"I made an agreement with my parents. Tell your parents that you will accompany me home for the holidays this year. They will understand." Lu Mingchen looked at her husband with a smile, "Is there any problem?"

"...There is no problem."

"That's the decision, I'll arrange it."

Song Shuhua picked up the rice in the bowl, frowning together.

The next day when Lu Mingchen went to work, he told Queen's stage director that he would not be able to perform on stage during the Spring Festival this year.

Naturally there was a lot of complaints.When asked when he would be able to perform, Song Shuhua was still not sure.

The stage director hung up the phone, and the business call came again after a while.Even coaxing and begging, I hope he can spend at least one day on stage during the Spring Festival, otherwise he will not be able to explain to the guests.Song Shuhua was not originally the type who was good at rejecting others, but he made countless excuses and said "no" after a lot of effort for such pleas as business entanglement.

Rejecting two people in succession had exhausted his energy.

Immediately afterwards, QUEEN's boss called again.

Before the other party could speak, Song Shuhua refused first: "Boss Zhou, I'm really sorry. I can't be on stage during the Spring Festival. It's been inconvenient during this period. I can't be sure when the next time will be. I'm really sorry. I hope you understand... "

"TT," Zhou Yao interrupted, "I'm not here to urge you to come on stage."

"..."

"Did something happen to you recently? If you encounter a problem, you can tell me and see if we can find a solution together."

Song Shuhua was a little confused: "I'm fine."

"Are you really okay? You've never been without a show for so long. You're tired of Queen's stage and don't want to do it here?"

Song Shuhua was embarrassed, and quickly explained: "No, I don't want to perform, it's just that it's not convenient recently."

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean to blame you. Although I am Queen's boss, in the end, we are just a cooperative relationship." The opposite party chuckled, "I just want you to know that you treat Queen and me very well. important."

"..." Song Shuhua felt a little strange, but he didn't think about Zhou Yao's subtext, "I know, I will make time to perform as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, you can join the game whenever it's convenient for you."

"Thank you, nothing else, I will..."

"are you available today?"

"..."

"The weather outside is pretty good. Come out for a cup of coffee? I had an appointment with a friend, but he let the pigeons go. I'm right here in Yangjiang Square."

"..."

Zhou Yao didn't care about Song Shuhua's silence of refusal: "I don't have anyone else here, and I don't have any other intentions. I just don't know if I have good luck today, and I can make friends with you."

Perhaps the "rejection quota" was almost used up today, or perhaps the title of "Queen Boss" added a bit of coercion to Zhou Yao's request, coupled with the guilt of not being on stage for a long time, Song Shuhua put on his coat and went out.

Zhou Yao was indeed alone, paralyzed outside the coffee shop basking in the sun, when he saw Song Shuhua smiling and waving at him.

"See if there is anything you like on the table. If there is no one, order again." Zhou Yao pointed at the desserts piled up on the table, snapped his fingers and called the waiter.

After Song Shuhua finished ordering, seeing Zhou Yao looking at him all the time, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he quickly found a topic: "Is the friend you dated a girl?"

"You can guess that."

Song Shuhua smiled: "Look at you ordering so many desserts."

As the boss of QUEEN, Zhou Yao is a bit too young, not yet 30 years old.Regarding his background, people in the circle also have many speculations, but none of them have been confirmed.

And he himself has messy half-length hair, a patch of green stubble on his chin, and looks not very trim.He nestled in the chair, with his legs slanted, and when he looked up and down at Song Shuhua with half-closed eyes, he looked like a lazy cheetah lying on a tree branch and looking at its prey.

"It's the first time I've seen your man's outfit."

"...I was a man in the first place." Song Shuhua took a sip from his coffee cup to cover up his embarrassment and uneasiness at this moment.It was the first time he had seen someone who had seen his dress show in the form of a man.

"A man is also very beautiful."

Zhou Yao laughed to himself: "I'm used to seeing you wearing skirts, but suddenly seeing this side of you, I'm still not quite used to it."

"I do that every day."

"I thought you were an MTF, like Laohong."

He thought of Lao Hong's towering fake breasts, and the horror of hearing others talk about undergoing sex reassignment surgery, and quickly shook his head: "I'm not, I have no problem with my gender identity."

More than one person who has seen his performance speculates like this.Because his body is not as big and rigid as most adult men, even in his early thirties, he is still as thin and light as a teenager.This is not achieved by weight loss alone, it is more like the result of long-term use of estrogen drugs, which changes the distribution of muscles.

In fact, he was born like this. When he was young, he was bullied because of his sissy, and he also resented himself for growing up like this.But his perception of his gender has never changed. He has always been a man from the beginning to the end, and he has never thought of becoming a woman.

Seeing this question seemed to make people unhappy, Zhou Yao changed the subject: "I don't know your real name yet."

"It's just the name, same as Tita."

Zhou Yao didn't expect him to be so cautious, not a friend, but an acquaintance who has known him for several years, and he didn't even want to reveal his real name.

Song Shuhua squeezed his fingers, and said embarrassingly: "Boss Zhou, I came here to tell you that Queen's performance is very important to me. I know that my failure to be on stage will cause you a lot of trouble, but I hope you don't dismiss me. I."

"Huh? I never said I would fire you."

"……thanks."

Zhou Yao frowned slightly, then let go after a while, with a different interest.

Tita's charming and charming appearance on stage completely disappeared off stage, with a nervous and pure face like a virgin.It was the first time he knew this side of Tita.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Song Shuhua said he had something to leave.Zhou Yao didn't hold back any more and let him go.

But instead of going home directly, he somehow went to the old house and slipped in like a thief.As soon as the door was locked, he immediately took off his men's clothing, put on various skirts and high heels, and lingered in front of the mirror.

Happy times always fly by so fast, and by the time he realizes it, it's time for her husband to get off work again.He hurriedly changed back into his clothes and drove home.

As soon as the door opened, Lu Mingchen was already sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a gloomy expression.

Song Shuhua swallowed, inexplicably guilty: "You're back, so early today?"

"where did you go?"

"...I didn't go anywhere."

Lu Mingchen got up and walked towards him, Song Shuhua subconsciously squeezed the packing bag in his hand.When her husband stood in front of him, he took one of his hands: "I went out to buy some fruit," he swallowed, "Do you want to eat, I'll go wash..."

The husband took the packing bag in his hand and put it on the floor.Before Song Shuhua could react, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged him.

Song Shuhua's eyes widened in surprise: "Ming Chen..."

The other party didn't say anything, after a while, let him go, picked up the fruit bag, and went to the kitchen to wash.