Difficult to return

The spring in City A is as short as a gust of warm wind passing by.

Song Shuhua was stepping on the warm wind, walking towards QUEEN.

Today was just a rehearsal, but it was enough to brighten his mood.Her husband went out early in the morning, and he followed suit. First, he went to the old house to try on the costumes for today's performance. He arrived at the place just after noon.

No one else came yet, only the cleaning lady in the background.He walked around from the backstage to the front desk, and for the first time took a closer look at the stage without lights and the dance floor without guests.

Even so, with the faint smell of alcohol in the air, mixed with the cleaned air freshener, he could still imagine the hustle and bustle here last night.He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the remnant breath of luxury, as if he had never been absent from his stage.

The light in the bar was dim, and in the afternoon there were only a few rays of squeezed sunlight coming in through the cracks in the doors and windows, illuminating a shallow corner, and the tables and chairs inside could not be seen clearly.While adapting to the light, he walked towards the bar.

"Come so early?"

Behind the darker bar, Zhou Yao was lying on the table with his chin hidden in his arms, revealing a pair of eyes. He didn't know how long he had been looking at Song Shuhua.When someone approached, he raised his face and greeted with a smile.

Song Shuhua was slightly frightened and collected himself, suddenly there was an extra person, which made him a little nervous.

"Boss Zhou...No, come here if you have nothing to do."

Zhou Yao took a wine glass in his hand: "What would you like to drink?"

"No, thank you."

Zhou Yao was dumbfounded, a little helpless: "Why are you and I being so polite?"

Song Shuhua lowered his eyes, a little embarrassed: "No, I have to rehearse later, so it's not suitable for drinking."

Zhou Yao still made a glass of non-alcoholic fruit juice cocktail "wine" for him on his own initiative.

He had no choice but to sit awkwardly at the bar, holding the thin handle of the cup with both hands, sipping the straw with his face buried in his face.

Zhou Yao was lying on the bar with his whole body limp, propping his chin with one hand, lazily looking at Song Shuhua's side face half covered by his hair.

I don't know if the other party deliberately ignored his gaze, but he never raised his eyes.He took the initiative to ask: "I heard from Manager Gao that your family didn't know you were performing here and sneaked out every time?"

Song Shuhua didn't want to talk about anything about himself, but when asked, he had no choice but to "hmm".

"Too strict tutoring is counterproductive, or do you like women's clothing and not be understood by your family?" Zhou Yao talked to him with a smile, just like a rogue student molesting a gentle and demure female classmate.

Song Shuhua didn't want to answer, so he lowered his head and refused in silence.

Zhou Yao didn't care either: "A lot of people who come to me to perform here are for one of these two reasons, and half of them have severed ties with their families. Your income here is more than enough to support a person's life, but I don't think you are either. for money."

Song Shuhua glanced at Zhou Yao, which was a tacit consent.

The man was amused by his expression, and asked with a smile, "How old are you?"

"..."

"I guess you just graduated from college when you first came here. It's been more than three years since you graduated at the age of 22. Is it 25? That's a little younger than me."

Song Shuhua buried his face down again, using silence instead of answering.

Zhou Yao touched a few soft nails in a row, only to realize that this beautiful man is not as simple and tender as he appears to be.On the contrary, it is like a slippery dough, which makes people unable to say anything. Silence is his best weapon.A clam that can't pry open its shell knows that the meat inside is soft, but it doesn't open its mouth, which only makes people feel helpless.

"I heard from the director that your opening show tomorrow night will be a pole dance?"

"Well. It was agreed before."

"Dancing so energetic for the first time?" Zhou Yao looked at him playfully.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, Tita is two completely different people on stage and off stage.

But even though there are all kinds of amorous feelings on the stage, he doesn't like to talk to people. No matter how the guests shout and make noise, he is never moved.This kind of trait gave him the arrogance of being reduced to dust but still with a heart higher than the sky. The more he is like this, the more people want to conquer.But in the audience, it is more cautious and alert, like a rabbit cautiously among wolves, which is a bit funny.

Zhou Yao thought to himself, why didn't he discover this before?Oh, he didn't like men before.

"Well, break through yourself." Song Shuhua agreed casually, and no one could see that this was perfunctory.

In fact, whether singing or dancing, he chose to perform alone, so that the whole stage, all the lights, the madness and love of the audience, at least at that moment, belonged to him alone.

Human beings are really empty emotional animals, he thought, no matter true love or illusory love, one must have it to survive.

"Then today's debut show, I'm your first guest," Zhou Yao hinted provocatively, "I should show a little bit..."

"A rehearsal is not a performance. Tomorrow is the first performance." Song Shuhua drank the juice in the glass and paid according to the price list. "The director is here, so I'll go first."

Watching the back of the man leaving in a hurry, Zhou Yao poured himself a glass of pure tequila from the goblet.The spirits entered his throat, and he felt a little burning. He swallowed the discomfort and watched the rehearsal on the stage comfortably.

I don't know if it was because of his words, Tita turned her face to the sky, put on a sports suit, appeared in front of everyone as a man, and performed the whole process.

Zhou Yao wasn't sure if it was because he didn't want to dedicate the "first time" to him. Tita challenged him in this way, but she laughed angrily.

The rehearsal was very smooth, and it was passed in one pass.It's just that Song Shuhua heard someone complaining in the background that for him alone, the whole show was brought forward, and it couldn't be interrupted in the middle, which was equivalent to an extra two hours of performance, and everyone added an extra show.

Before he left, he found Manager Gao, and he felt a little guilty because he asked everyone to join the game.

"What are you sorry about, and you didn't let them pay for nothing, and the performance fee will be doubled tomorrow night." Then he asked Song Shuhua nervously, "Didn't you change temporarily? I beg you, please don't change again. Tickets for tomorrow are sold out."

"I'll be here tomorrow."

"Well, earlier. Shall I pick you up?"

Song Shuhua quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I will be there sooner."

Leave from QUEEN, go to the old house first, then buy vegetables and go home.As soon as he entered the kitchen, Lu Mingchen also came back from get off work.

The husband washed his hands and came in to help. The two ate dinner and went to bed as usual, and nothing happened.

Lying in bed at night, during the rehearsal in the afternoon, the tender flesh on the inner thigh was rubbed repeatedly, causing a slight pain.It doesn't matter, if the performance time can be advanced to [-] pm, then he can also do the opening performance on the days when the husband is not on a business trip.This incident instantly relieved his tense emotions during this time.

Every Friday is the busiest time of the week at work. Her husband wakes up at dawn, and Song Shuhua wants to get up to make him breakfast, but he pushes him back to bed: "Go to sleep longer, I'll eat at the company, Too early and no appetite."

Song Shuhua glanced at the time on the bedside: "It's so early today?"

Lu Mingchen tied his tie with his back facing him: "Well, there's something wrong."

"Come back tonight?"

"return."

After the husband got dressed, he took Song Shuhua's face out of the bed before he left, kissed him, and covered his eyes with his hands: "Sleep a little longer, I'm leaving."

"drive safely."

As the entrance door closed and the sound of her husband's footsteps went away, Song Shuhua thought about the performance in the afternoon and went back to sleep happily.I got up after a full sleep, took an essential oil bath, and took care of my body and face in an all-round way. After lunch, I went to the old house.

It took three hours to try on a pile of clothes and match them, and match what I will wear in a while.I went to a nearby supermarket to buy food, so that I would not be able to get home before my husband after the performance.

Everything was ready, at four o'clock in the afternoon, he arrived at the backstage of QUEEN.

In the past, there were no bars open at this time, but today, there are already people queuing up to check tickets at the front of QUEEN.The actors in the backstage arrived one after another, and at the same time they heard the clamor at the front desk.In the hall, many guests have already arrived.

Today was his opening, Song Shuhua hurried to his dressing room to change, and then let a professional makeup artist go in to do his makeup.

The backstage was noisy, but the opening of the front desk host and the hustle and bustle of the guests overwhelmed the noise here.Calls to Tita were mixed with the noise from time to time, and it could be heard that almost all the people who bought tickets at this embarrassing time today were his guests.

The host ended the opening, the lights dimmed, and the noisy front hall also fell silent.The sunlight squeezed in through the window has turned into a soft orange, and the stage is not completely dark, but has a faint halo.

You can see the figures in a hurry to set up the stage, and when the figures of the staff recede, a long and beautiful silhouette appears in the center of the stage.

A shout to Tita came from the far corner of the stage. It was like a trumpet sounded before a battle, and the guests started commotion again. Everyone moved towards the dance floor in front of the stage like a tide, and crawled under his feet like devout ants. .

The security guards at the corner of the bar nervously monitored the situation below the stage to prevent any accidents from happening.

The champagne-colored light poured down like water, repelling the darkness around the dancer and enclosing him in the only halo.

The audience, which was noisy just now, suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at Tita on the stage in amazement.

He turned sideways to the audience, holding a standing "bamboo" in his hand.The program said that he was going to perform a pole dance today, but standing here right now, it didn't seem like that was the case.

He has long hair tied up in a bun, with a jade hairpin inserted, a wide white silk ribbon on his upper body, and a blue tulle skirt on his lower body.

The ribbon went around the neck and crossed over the chest, as if sticking to the body, covering the chest, and then wrapped around the back waist to form a knot.

The entire upper body is nothing but a silk belt. The exposed skin is as warm and white as fat jade. The body is thin and long, but not haggard. Under the fair skin are well-proportioned and beautiful muscles.

After he took two steps, everyone realized that it was not a skirt, but wide-leg trousers that were slit up to the thighs.As long as he turned around gracefully, the two long legs were looming.

And the silk ribbon knot fluttering slowly on the back waist made this beautiful person a gift that everyone dreamed of.