Male heart trembling

I have heard of such things as physical marriages before, but I never thought that they would appear in front of me.I used to think that I might not get a marriage certificate for the rest of my life, live quietly with a certain man, or change to a different man, or marry a woman, forcing myself to live a normal life.

However, no matter what, I would never think of the road of physical marriage. Maybe I am too simple, or I am too naive. In short, there is no road of physical marriage in the direction of my life.

But now, Mr. Tang is about to get married. As the one who can stand on the tip of his heart, facing his calm expression, I seem to have no choice but to accept this choice.

Mr. Tang was calm, and calmly described this ridiculous sounding thing as the simplest and most correct way to solve a difficult math problem.In his plain eyes, I even began to question my sensitivity to this matter.In my opinion, Mr. Tang is always right. He exudes a mature light, a rational light, and is well-informed.

Under such a consistent influence, in just a few simple moments, I began to shake my beliefs. I began to believe in the rationality of this matter and the significance of its existence.

Mr. Tang knew me well, and knew that it would take some time for me to digest this very unusual thing.He didn't order me fiercely, nor enlighten me gently, but just told me this decision calmly and gave me enough space to digest, but I understand that since Mr. Tang said this matter, There must be no room for maneuver.

What he is waiting for is how I can convince myself, not whether I can convince myself.

Leaving the restaurant and returning to the room, Mr. Tang took out a brand new set of clothes from a large suitcase, whether it was black shiny leather shoes, or a well-fitting suit, whether it was a tie, or black socks, a whole set of formal clothes was trimmed. Neatly placed in the suitcase.

These are the clothes I need to wear when I go to see Ms. Zhao and her girlfriend. Mr. Tang must have the same expensive set. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to this matter. He pays so much attention to every detail and wants to keep it perfect. I also need to be perfect together.

But I said to him helplessly: "Brother Wu, you asked me to wear these, although they are all good things, but my temperament is not good, I look like your bodyguard when I wear them, why not just wear casual clothes. "

Mr. Tang patted my waist fiercely, and said: "Stand up, are you scared before you wear it? There is no man who is born to wear a suit well. Those temperaments that match him are cultivated little by little. , if you don’t wear it, you will never be able to wear it. What’s more, you still want to be my bodyguard? Pull it down.”

So under Mr. Tang's order, I took off the casual clothes I depended on for a living, and put on a suit carefully one by one.This is not the first time I wear it. Mr. Tang bought it for me before, but not only did I find it strange, but he also thought it was ugly.

But to my surprise, the handsome me in the mirror can manage this very strict and serious suit very well, and I look a bit like a child from a wealthy family.

I asked, "Brother Wu, this dress really fits you well, how did you buy it so well?"

Mr. Tang gave a smirk and said, "I hold you in my arms every day, which piece of meat hasn't been touched? It's not difficult to buy clothes that fit well."

I whispered, "But I've been hugged by you every day, and I've touched you all over, but I can't guarantee that it will fit you well if I'm asked to buy clothes for you."

"Because you're stupid, hmph." Mr. Tang sat on the bed and smoked.

Who wouldn't want to look decent and handsome?Wearing this expensive suit, I kept looking at myself in the mirror. It turned out that even though I was so poor and had never seen the world, I still had the opportunity to cultivate the temperament of wearing a suit.

During these days with Mr. Tang, I have seen and seen a lot, and subtly become the kind of person I want to be.This made me very happy. I yearned to become a mature and attractive man like Mr. Tang. Finally, under his influence, I took the first step. Although it is still far away, the distance is endless, but at least I have the first step. Maybe there is a second step.

Mr. Tang just took two puffs, then extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray. He held me in his arms from behind, and said in a low voice, "You look so greedy that I don't want to smoke anymore. I'm going to take a shower. When I come back You have to be ready."

A week apart, I know that tonight is destined to be a night of ups and downs.He is looking forward to it, why not me?Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, I took off the restraints on my body one by one, and carefully arranged these expensive clothes, just like my own skin.

The white sheets are like a white porcelain plate, and I, naked, is the most attractive delicacy on it.When Mr. Tang reappeared in the bedroom, the eagerness in his eyes was like seeing the most attractive thing in the world.

And I was also deeply attracted, that burly chest was the harbor of my day and night, those thick arms were the safe shackles that held me to sleep, and those big hands were the source of warmth and strength for me .

At this moment, this familiar moment without any shyness and embarrassment, only the moment of desire, I understood one thing, and I also understood one thing, summed up in two words-disguise.