Difficult to return

Song Shuhua was alone in Lu Mingchen's office, sitting neatly in a corner of the sofa, looking around, and couldn't help staring at the camera for a while.

His on-the-spot reaction was really poor. When faced with contradictions and conflicts, he was always nervous and his mind went blank.Now calm down and think about it, although what Lu Mingchen said just now was not very nice, he finally agreed to try again with him.

He had to thank Xiaofeng, if it wasn't for Xiaofeng insisting that Lu Mingchen still had feelings for him, trying his best to encourage him to do it again, and giving him this bad idea of ​​"undressing", if it was only him who failed twice over the phone and face to face, He definitely didn't dare.

Song Shuhua was actually at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

He is good at playing a satisfactory husband because he has successfully played a satisfactory son.Now that he was asked to be a real lover and start a real love, he was flustered instead, and was beaten back to the prototype of the cautious and always at a loss, unable to face it calmly.

It's useless to think about it now, just ask Xiaofeng more when the time comes.Xiaofeng's experience in this area is indeed very rich. He didn't even need to take off his clothes before he would be stopped and accepted by Lu Mingchen. He guessed it.

Lu Mingchen saw that the client hadn't come back for a while, and Song Shuhua was so bored that he yawned one after another.He hasn't slept well these past few days because he has been entangled in this matter.I went all out today and got results. After I relaxed a little, I felt sleepy.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up in a daze, the lights in the office had already been turned on, and dusk had fallen outside.He was lying on the sofa, covered with a coat of Lu Mingchen.

"Are you awake?" Hearing the sound, Lu Mingchen raised his eyes from the computer.

"Um... why did I lie down?"

"Sleep with your head tilted, I'm afraid you'll twist your neck." Said Lu Mingchen turned off the computer, "Be hungry, let's go eat something."

"Are you done?"

Lu Mingchen nodded.

After seeing the client, he didn't arrange anything else. When he returned to the office, he saw Song Shuhua sleeping soundly on the sofa with his head tilted.After taking off his shoes and laying him down on the sofa without waking him up, Lu Mingchen didn't wake him up.

At this time, everyone in the company had almost left, and the lights were still on in a few offices, and the street lights in the aisles were also a little dim.Song Shuhua just woke up and was still a little confused. He stepped on some obstacle with his high heels, his foot was unsteady, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Lu Mingchen caught him quickly with his sharp eyes and hands.

"I'm fine." Song Shuhua was a little embarrassed.

Lu Mingchen looked at his feet and frowned. The high heels really twisted his ankles, and he couldn't get off the ground for ten days and a half months.

"Dress like this... I mean, are your shoes good for walking?"

"It's okay, just get used to it."

Lu Mingchen still wanted to say something, but felt that nothing good would come out, so he simply shut up.The hand on Song Shuhua's arm hesitated for a moment, and finally let go: "Be careful."

Lu Mingchen walked forward and turned on all the switches of the ceiling lights in the aisle.Song Shuhua followed behind him, walking more cautiously, as if causing trouble to others.

The temperature difference in autumn is large, and the temperature drops sharply after nightfall. After leaving the office building, when the night wind blows, Song Shuhua can't help but hug his arms.Suddenly his shoulders were heavy, and Lu Mingchen's warm coat was still covering his back: "You wait here for me, I'll go and drive the car over."

Song Shuhua pulled the skirt of Lu Mingchen's suit, and wrapped his arms a little tighter.This feeling, as if when they were still husband and wife, Lu Mingchen did it naturally, and he also accepted it naturally.Only when the person disappeared into the shadows where the light was out of reach, Song Shuhua realized something different, a little shy, couldn't help but put the tip of his nose close to the collar of Lu Mingchen's suit, sniffed it, and it was still a familiar smell. But it's a little different.

Sitting in Lu Mingchen's car, he felt both restrained and excited.He has sat in this car and this position countless times, and has seen Lu Mingchen countless times from this angle, and this is the first time like this, he can't help but sweep the corners of his eyes over his side again and again.

The man has a clear jawline, a straight nose, and deep browbones. He is usually unsmiling, and even more serious when he is not speaking.However, in terms of appearance alone, it is also angular, handsome and flamboyant.

It's just that I'm too busy with work, and I don't have much time to take care of this "handsome" on weekdays. Let it stand barren on the face, and then be covered by the perennial seriousness. You have to look carefully to find out the flamboyance s color.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Shuhua quickly withdrew his gaze, followed by the heat on his cheeks: "I didn't see anything...you've been too busy these days." He quickly changed the subject.

"It's okay, just get used to it."

Immersed in the joy of being accepted, Song Shuhua realized that Lu Mingchen didn't seem to be as happy as him.On the contrary, the other party didn't seem very happy.Even if it is still the face that looks deep without expression, Song Shuhua can read all kinds of emotions from such a face after being together for so long.

Speaking of it, Lu Mingchen said that he could try it, and Song Shuhua also felt his thoughtfulness and concern for him, but he lacked some intimacy.This alienation is not only physical, but also emotional.He hasn't said anything formally to Song Shuhua yet, only the one in the afternoon, which is a self-defeating, self-destructive "Let him try".

Could he have misunderstood something?Song Shuhua thought, but seeing the sinking look of the other party, he couldn't explain it.

When they arrived at the eating place, Lu Mingchen asked Song Shuhua what he wanted to eat, and he just said casually.

After ordering some common dishes, the two ate a meal in silence and with their own concerns.When I came out of the restaurant again, a bright moon had risen and was hanging high in the sky.

The moon is not perfectly round, it is missing a corner.On a crisp autumn night, there is no haze or cloud, the air is clear, and the moon is extraordinarily bright, which is even better in a city full of neon lights.

The moonlight is as white as snow, pouring generously on the gardens and roads of this city, regardless of whether it is a waste to be crushed by the wheels coming and going.

On the way to the parking space, I passed a flower shop, and the owner was squatting at the door to arrange the newly arrived flowers.As soon as he looked up, he saw a tall, handsome man and a beautiful woman, who happened to meet her eyes, and asked casually, "Handsome guy, do you want to buy a bunch of flowers for the beautiful woman next to you? They just arrived, and they are very fresh."

The sudden sale made Lu Mingchen stop in his tracks. He looked at the densely packed flowers in the shop, and then at Song Shuhua.

Song Shuhua felt embarrassed, and murmured: "No need, let's go."

Ten minutes later, Song Shuhua blushed and hugged a bunch of roses that were as red as his face.Walking on the street, with his head buried, he always felt that everyone was looking at him, so he quickened his pace.

After returning to the car, he breathed a sigh of relief, and complained, "It's all over."

Lu Mingchen said coldly, "Didn't you say that you like me, you shouldn't be happy to receive the flowers from me?"

"..."

"Could it be that I misunderstood you, and this is not what you want to try with me?"

Song Shuhua blushed even more, but this time it was because of anger and embarrassment.He put the flowers in the backseat, and said angrily: "I was a little happy at first, but now I'm not at all. It's obviously a good thing, but you insist on saying it so badly."

"If it's a good thing, why do you refuse?" Even if you can pretend on the surface, once you want to accept your feelings, you can't pretend anymore?

Song Shuhua lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, and said awkwardly for a while, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

It's really embarrassing to see his awkward appearance.Lu Mingchen was a little surprised, and felt that the current Song Shuhua was different from his former husband. He couldn't tell, but the accident made his heart beat two beats slower.

"……Feel sorry."

"fine."

By coincidence, Lu Mingchen reached out and brushed away Song Shuhua's long hair that covered his side face.

Song Shuhua was also taken aback by his actions, and turned to look at him in surprise, with slightly parted lips.

His lips were still so red, Lu Mingchen had never paid attention to women's lipsticks, and he didn't quite understand what's so good about them.However, at this moment, his chest was like a pile of dry firewood, as long as he touched the hot red, he could burn up.

He began to approach unconsciously, and Song Shuhua's body had an unfamiliar fragrance of powder, covering up his own smell.But it didn't matter, he knew it was Song Shuhua.He approached very slowly, as if giving enough time for the prey in his hand to escape.But the prey did not escape, but closed its eyes, its eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.

Is he looking forward to it or is he afraid?Just as Lu Mingchen was about to kiss his lips, he asked himself this question in his mind for no reason.

He stopped and stared blankly at the person in front of him with closed eyes. Was Song Shuhua eagerly waiting for his kiss, or did he not want to face him?

Lu Mingchen withdrew.

Song Shuhua felt the person backing away and opened his eyes. He glanced at Lu Mingchen with the end of his eyes, and saw that nothing had happened to him. It was just like his own illusion.He lowered his head, bit the corner of his mouth, and clenched his hands on his knees.

Lu Mingchen returned to his seat and calmed down for a while before saying, "I'll take you home."

After discovering his feelings for Lu Mingchen, Song Shuhua moved back to their house again.After the bickering and that failed kiss just now, the two of them became more silent on the road ahead.

Song Shuhua was not the type who was good at provoking topics, and when Lu Mingchen remained silent, he became a little nervous.Thinking about the ambiguous atmosphere just now, why didn't Lu Mingchen kiss him?Did he say something wrong?When he gets home in a while, will Lu Mingchen go upstairs with him?It was also his former home.

I feel uneasy, but the road today seems to be very short.Before Song Shuhua could decide whether to invite Lu Mingchen to sit upstairs, the car had already parked at the entrance of the community.

Lu Mingchen parked the car here, and Song Shuhua already knew that he didn't intend to talk anymore, so he swallowed the invitation that came to his lips.

Song Shuhua unbuckled his seat belt: "Please open the back door."

Lu Mingchen unlocked it, and asked again: "Your father will be discharged from the hospital in two days, shall we go pick him up together?"

"Discharged?" Song Shuhua was full of doubts, "Is he hospitalized?"

Lu Mingchen was more surprised than him: "He's been hospitalized for a cerebral infarction for more than half a month, don't you know?"

Song Shuhua was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head: "I don't know, I haven't contacted them for more than a month." In fact, he deliberately prevented them from contacting them.He tilted his head and glanced at Lu Mingchen, "Is it serious?"

"Hemiplegia, I still have no feeling on the left side of my body. Don't worry too much. It is said that some functions can be recovered after rehabilitation exercises, but even if you don't use a wheelchair in the future, you will have to use crutches."

Song Shuhua only said "oh", then lowered his head again.

Lu Mingchen was at a loss. He always thought that Song Shuhua came to seek peace with him because of his father's hospitalization, so that he could stay in Zihua. Isn't that the case?

"You and your family..."

"I fell out." Song Shuhua rubbed his fingers. This was the most outrageous thing he had ever done. I don't know what Lu Mingchen would think of him. "Last time I told you that I changed my phone number because I don't want them to find me."

"why?"

"They forced me to beg you to remarry and want you to stay in Zihua...I don't want to do this..."

"You don't want me to stay in Zihua?" In fact, what Lu Mingchen wanted to ask was the previous sentence.

Song Shuhua looked up at him: "Do you want to stay in Zihua? Do you like making money for my relatives? Even if you want to, I don't want to. I'm fed up with being used as a tool and I don't want to be used by them anymore." He said urgently, "I won't go after I leave the hospital, and don't tell them my new contact information, don't let them know that I'm here to find you, do you hear me?"

Lu Mingchen nodded.

"you……"

"what?"

Lu Mingchen propped his elbows on the steering wheel, pinched the lower half of his face with open palms, and covered his mouth, hesitating rarely: "You...don't mean to remarry with me...cough...?"

Song Shuhua was looking at him, but when he heard this, his face blushed first, he looked away with embarrassment, and then lowered his head again.

"Re, remarriage, I haven't thought that far. I think, let's try... talk, fall in love. I don't know if I can be a... object that will satisfy you. "

So shy.He had said a lot of shy things these days, but none of them made him feel ashamed as the words just now.He took a peek at Lu Mingchen next to him out of the corner of his eye, he was still propping his chin in the same posture just now, he seemed to be out of his body, and his eyes wandered.Lu Mingchen's strange appearance made him even more ashamed and wanted to shrink into a ball.

Song Shuhua opened the door and got out of the car, took the flowers on the back seat, and walked quickly into the community.

The pounding heartbeat was like a drum beating, and his pace was getting faster and faster according to the beating, as if he was avoiding, avoiding the burst of intense emotion at that moment, it was too strong, as if it wanted to tear his heart apart into pieces.Such menacing and violent emotions made him unable to face Lu Mingchen properly, he needed to leave a bit and calm down.

It wasn't until the people disappeared from the gate of the community that Lu Mingchen woke up suddenly.In one breath, the matter between Zihua and Song's father was returned to Song Shuhua's confession again, and everything was sorted out.

Song Shuhua's appeal to him was not to please him against his will, but from the heart.Although I don't know what kind of psychological process he went through after the divorce, but the result is that he likes himself...it's true.

Why do you suddenly like yourself?How do you like yourself?Who do you like?According to Lu Mingchen's character, these issues are very important, but now he doesn't care about them at all, only Song Shuhua's words "try to fall in love first" are in his ears.

Lu Mingchen opened the car door and quickly ran into the community.

The cold night wind brushed against his cheeks, making him hot, and his hurried steps crushed the quiet moonlight.He chased up the stairs in one breath, and when the most familiar door was about to close, he stretched out his hand to block it.

Seeing Lu Mingchen who was panting and squeezing in through the door, Song Shuhua was taken aback. At the same time, the aching emotion that had barely escaped, burst out violently again the moment he saw him.

"You, what else do you have..."

Lu Mingchen hugged him suddenly, then tore away the bouquet of flowers that was getting in the way of their chests and threw them aside, the two beating hearts overlapped together.Lu Mingchen's sweaty nostrils approached Song Shuhua's ear, and his voice was as low as a panting breath: "Ah Hua, can I kiss you?"

The voice pierced into his ears, almost making him dizzy, but he turned his face away: "Wait for me to remove my makeup, and then change my clothes..." Lu Mingchen didn't like women's clothing, he knew it.

Before he finished speaking, Lu Mingchen wrapped his arms around his waist and the back of his head with the other, and gently grabbed the messy long hair, causing him to lift his chin and kiss those flaming lips.

The dry wood on his chest was ignited with a "boom", and the flames quickly spread to his whole body. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and he was bound to draw the raging flames to the other person.

Pass on to the other party his love that no matter how he suppresses, grinds, covers up, gives up... but will eventually burn.

The lipstick has a fruity scent, and when you taste it in your mouth, it feels like you are eating sweet and greasy jam. The sticky syrup makes the kiss between the two of them more intimate.Song Shuhua passively endured it, his clumsy tongue was as ignorant as he was, and could only stir with such passion and strength, the sweet juice leaked from the corner of his mouth, unable to swallow it.

Slowly, he also freed his hands from the hug that imprisoned him, and his arms clung to the other's back, responding to his hug, and grasped the other's clothes with his fingers.

The clumsy lips and tongue also tried to resist the skillful kissing power of the other party, giving a little feedback.

When he finally tentatively brushed the tip of his tongue into the gap between Lu Mingchen's lips while Lu Mingchen was breathing, the other party suddenly stopped moving.

When he tried to go a little deeper, Lu Mingchen suddenly pulled away a little, only staring at him with a pair of eyes, with a little light that Song Shuhua didn't understand.

His lipstick was all over the lower half of his face, very pale, and the darkest layer had been eaten by another person.Song Shuhua was fascinated by the kiss, and half closed his eyes, feeling a kind of ignorant daze.As if she hadn't been kissed enough, she leaned forward again with her chin raised.

Lu Mingchen pressed his lips against his and kissed him again, hugged him in his arms, and said softly: "Your face is all stained, go wash it."

Song Shuhua didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he obediently went to wash his face.

Lu Mingchen was sitting on the sofa, covering his face with his hands, the skin and neck exposed between his fingers were burning red.

Song Shuhua responded to him and even offered to kiss him.This made Lu Mingchen a little unable to control himself, but he didn't want to be like this at the beginning, it would scare the other party.

After a while, Song Shuhua took off his makeup and came out with a change of clothes.

The intense kiss just now subsided, but the two of them were still

There is a little more intimacy and shy awkwardness, like fermenting fruit wine, brewing a sweet and greasy aroma, and with this aroma, there is also a warm heat.

Song Shuhua sat next to Lu Mingchen, at a distance where they would snuggle up with just a slight movement.Lu Mingchen immediately shook his hand without saying a word, and just rubbed those light-white fingers one by one.

After a while, Song Shuhua asked in a low voice, "Are you still leaving?"

"Don't go."

Thinking that the subtext of these two words was a bit explicit, he added another sentence: "We have wasted too much time, so don't waste it in the future."

Song Shuhua took out his fingers, inserted them into Lu Mingchen's, and held him firmly.

"Okay."

(End of the article)