Difficult to return

Zhou Yao's nature is loose and casual, he didn't think about what it would be like to be with a man, he just liked it, so he chased after him.

He doesn't know how to chase a man, but according to his rich love experience, in fact, people are similar, and men and women are similar, and it is always useful to have a thicker skin.The more cold and difficult the object is, the more afraid of being entangled by the pursuer.

TT is hard to chase, he already knew that.After performing at QUEEN for almost three years, no courteous guest has ever gotten his call.I have the advantage of being close to the water, at least I have his phone number, and I can find some opportunities to spend time alone.

Although I don't even know TT's real name.

I remember when he was wearing a grand dress, Zhou Yao was just about to say that they were not recruiting girls, but when he opened his mouth, there was a soft and deep male voice.

Zhou Yao instantly became interested in his image.Then he sang another song, and Zhou Yao immediately decided to want him.

But Tita was the first to put forward some requirements - not to show his ID card, not to sign a contract, to have a separate dressing room, not to reveal his private information, to ensure that he would not be harassed by guests.As for the performance fees that others are most concerned about, he didn't mention a word.

At that time, Zhou Yao already had a premonition that such a beauty would definitely become Queen's cash cow, so he was required to fully agree to this point.

When they were about to reach the place, Zhou Yao talked all the way, but Tita didn't pay much attention to him because he talked a lot to himself.

I don't know if it was the reason why Zhou Yao sent him off today, but Song Shuhua always felt uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

"I'm here." He said one street away from the old house's neighborhood.

Zhou Yao flicked the navigation: "There are still 200 meters to reach the community."

"Just here, I'll walk over." He was afraid that when he reached the door, Zhou Yao would see which building he entered.

"Why do you have to walk an extra 200 meters?" After asking, the man suddenly realized and was a little hurt. "Is it necessary to be so careful? I'm not a stalker."

Song Shuhua didn't speak.No stalker would call himself a stalker.

"...Okay, okay, I'm really convinced..." He slowly parked the car on the side of the road, but he didn't unlock the door immediately, but turned to look at the man, "TT, I'm not as bad as you think, and I'm not as bad as you think. I will do something to hurt you, you can trust me a little bit, don't be so repulsive?"

Seeing that Tita held back for a long time: "Is it necessary?" After finishing speaking, he added, "I said I don't like you anymore."

"...You, I..." Zhou Yao smiled angrily, he had never been treated like this before, "Why didn't I realize that your words are quite poisonous, every word hurts your heart." Zhou Yao smiled bleakly.

What he said made Song Shuhua a little guilty, liking is a beautiful emotion, expressing liking is always right.Although this one in front of him is the same as the audience in the audience, they all just fancy his indistinguishable skin.But he really can only take this kind of blunt rejection, no matter from the objective or subjective point of view, he can't give the other party any chance, this is the best way for both of them.

"...You let me go down."

Zhou Yao unlocked the car.Song Shuhua opened the door.

"TT, I'll send you off in the future."

Song Shuhua retracted his outstretched leg, with a trembling but threatening tone: "Boss Zhou, don't do this. If you do this, I won't be able to continue performing in Queen. Dealing with you puts me under a lot of pressure."

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After getting out of the car, Song Shuhua wrapped his coat tightly and ran all the way until he opened the door and got into the house before he relaxed a little.

He couldn't ignore Zhou Yao's expression just now, it was very bad.During the years in Queen, I have never seen Zhou Yao so angry.

He said such exaggerated words, and I don't know if he will be allowed to appear on stage in the future.Even if he is no longer on the stage at QUEEN, he still has to say the words of refusal.

Press down on these mixed thoughts, pack yourself and go home quickly.

Because my husband once said he was going on a "business trip" but came home that night, he always felt that if something happened once, there would be a second time.If he went back so late today and ran into his husband who came back halfway, he would not be able to tell anyway.

He is usually a very careful person, but today the car exceeded the speed limit and drove very fast all the way.I don't know why, but my heart has been beating very fast since the afternoon, and that bad premonition is getting stronger as I get closer to home, as if when I open the door, I will meet my husband sitting in the living room and ask him where he went so late.

The car stopped for a while on the road outside the community, Song Shuhua looked up to find the window of his own house, and after confirming that the window was dark, his frightened heart finally calmed down.He reversed the car and drove into the basement of the community, went upstairs and went home.

There was indeed no one at home, Song Shuhua let out a long sigh of relief.

I performed very hard today, coupled with unnecessary worries along the way, I was still nervous.I went to take a bath first, the hot water steamed the tense strings in my mind, and my fatigue also turned up.

He came to the kitchen before going to bed and prepared a hot cup of milk.Standing in front of the microwave oven, watching the timer pointer move slowly, he yawned accordingly.

"Ding", the time is up.He lifted the lid, took out the warm porcelain cup, and just brought it to his lips, when he heard the door lock rang, he shivered suddenly, the milk spilled onto the back of his hand, but fortunately it was not hot.

He casually left the cup on the cooking table, rubbed his hands casually, and when he went out, he saw that her husband was already standing at the door, taking off his shoes.

Song Shuhua was frightened, saying that he was on a business trip, why did he come back again?He quickly suppressed the panic in his heart and told himself that it was okay. With his appearance, his husband would definitely think that he was at home all the time.

"Mingchen, you're not on a business trip..." After he settled down, he realized that something was wrong with his husband's appearance, "...what's the matter with your face?"

Her husband's cheekbones were bruised and purple, the corners of his lips were torn, and his clothes were covered in dust. He was always well-dressed and bright, but now he looked very embarrassed.Before he got close, he could already smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body.

Song Shuhua hurried forward to support him: "Have you been drinking?"

The man turned his head to look at him, dazed, his white eyeballs were bloodshot, probably because he drank too much, the entire eye sockets were flushed, coupled with the injuries on his face, he looked miserable and terrifying.

At this time, Song Shuhua didn't have time to worry about why he came back suddenly, and he made it like this, just pulling him onto the sofa: "Sit down for a while, I'll run the water, you take a bath first, and I'll make it for you later." Have something to eat."

As soon as he turned around, the man who had been silent all of a sudden grabbed his arm.

Song Shuhua was unprepared and fell heavily on the sofa.The man tore his clothes like a beast, and several buttons of his pajamas were broken.

Song Shuhua was frightened, and when he realized it, he used his hands and feet to push away the person on him, and stopped him in a panic: "...Ming Chen...don't, don't do this...don't..."

The man was unmoved, as if his struggle and rejection could not be heard in his ears at all, and he vented the anger and bitterness pent up in his chest regardless.

"Lu Mingchen, let go...you let me take a shower first...you wait, you let me..." Song Shuhua didn't have time to push him out with both hands, and just pinched his clothes to prevent his body from being exposed to the light.

"...Turn off the lights first...at least turn off the lights, please...turn off the lights..." Song Shuhua was already crying.

Perhaps hearing her husband's cry, the man finally raised his face, a face almost distorted by pain.

Song Shuhua looked at the man with tears in his eyes, wishing he could swallow his eyes, and begged again: "Turn off the light..."

Seeing her husband stop for a moment, Song Shuhua sobbed, and caught a glimpse of the remote control on the coffee table next to the ceiling light, and stretched out an arm to get it.He was about to get it, but his husband beat him one step ahead.

Lu Mingchen took the remote control and turned on all the lights, the room was instantly bright as day, and then he threw the remote control to an unknown corner of the room.

He pressed his husband's hand, and asked him through gritted teeth, "Why did you turn off the light?"

Tears flowed from the corners of Song Shuhua's eyes, he just sobbed repeatedly: "... Please turn off the lights..."

"I asked you why you turned off the light? I can't see you? I don't deserve it, do I?" He yelled at the sobbing and trembling man, "I'm your husband, you should show me, you can only Show me...you know, you can only show me...you can only show me..."

He roared furiously and covered his husband's face with his clothes.

He didn't want to see the man's crying face, because it was very painful, and his chest was twitching with pain, but he couldn't stop, as soon as he stopped, he would lose.The husband has already been occupied by others, and only when he occupies more, deeper, and has a deep imprint on him, will this talent belong to him more, and he will not lose it.

The image of the silver snake grabbing the steel pipe and twisting his waist kept flashing back to his mind, and those thin silver scales, like thin knife tips, scratched him one by one.His thoughts were completely occupied by that cold and coquettish face, and those two blood tears seemed to be dripping on his heart, hot and scorching, scorching two holes in his heart, leaving permanent scars and pain.

Until the brain is empty, all the colors in the world are taken away, leaving a piece of pure white, the white of emptiness, the white of hopelessness, the white of eternal sadness.

After being married for many years, this is the first time he has seen everything about his husband clearly under the light.Even though he was bullied and torn into a mess, he was still so beautiful and white under the light, as if a kind of purity that could never be stained, as if no matter how he treated her, her husband had a heart that would never be touched by him.

The husband stopped crying, and his body trembled slightly, but he meekly stopped resisting.Lu Mingchen took off the clothes covering his face, revealing a pair of eyes wide open, like dry wells.

He was startled.

The anger was sucked away with the vent, he knew that he had gone too far, he quickly let go of him: "Ah Hua..."

The man couldn't hear what he said, grabbed his clothes at once, blocked in front of him in vain, and ran into the bathroom as if fleeing.