Mr. Chen doesn't love me

I helped him press the button of the washing machine that night.

After he came out of the shower, his body was still steaming.I bit my lip and smiled at him for a long time.I took off my pajamas and stuck to him obediently.

I took the initiative to cater to him and tried my best to help him with it with my mouth.

When the time is right, I will ride on it by myself, swinging up and down from side to side.

He pinched my waist and said softly, "Why are you so active today? Huh?"

I smiled and said, "I want to make you happy, Mr. Chen."

He tugged my waist up and down.The whole room was full of my gasps.

In the end, his face was also a little red, and I knew he was very happy.

That night I lay close to his chest, listening to his heartbeat in his arms.

Tears fell uncontrollably.

I didn't dare to sob, I was afraid of waking him up, he was a very light sleeper.I actually rarely see him sleeping deeply.Unless he sleeps in my house.

I cautiously reached out and wiped away my tears.The phrase "I want to make you happy, Mr. Chen" is true.I'm afraid that I don't even have this role, and I'm afraid that one day he won't come back to this house suddenly.

I had a new orientation for myself that night.

I should be that something.

What do you call it?

"Mistress"?

The man is the "lover".

After clarifying this position, I suddenly became enlightened.

It turned out that everything was explained.

Like he doesn't come home sometimes.For example, he would use excuses to prevaricate me and prevent me from seeing his friends.For example, he would often tactfully refuse me to ride in his car.Like he never said "I love you".

Accepting this new identity will take some time.Probably because I have been a class teacher, and my psychological endurance is stronger than ordinary people.

I accepted.

I understand in my heart, and I can only accept it calmly.

From that day on, I began to adapt to my new identity.I will spend time cleaning the room every day, buying a lot of decorations, trying to make this apartment look cozy.I also learned how to make a few dishes that suit his taste. I made them many times until I was satisfied before serving them to him.I bought different flavors of condoms at the store and searched the internet for bed tips.

I even drove Yuanbao to the balcony, after all I understood that Yuanbao was not "our" but mine.

In fact, there was never "us".

When he came home, I had washed myself clean and waited for him.

He is very gentle and always wears a condom.

But occasionally I would lean close to his ear, blow into his ear, and say with a smile: "No need to wear it."

He didn't listen to me, rubbed my head gently, and said in a low voice: "When did Teacher Su fail in his studies?"

"Learned from Mr. Chen."

I imitated those tutorials I saw online, using my hands and mouth together, torturing him with lust.

So, he still can't stand the test of beauty.

Under my "excessive power", he still didn't wear a condom in the end.Just clean up after I'm done.

Based on several actual combat experiences, my skills have become more and more proficient.At least his body may be inseparable from me for the time being.

When it came to August that year, I was about to return to China for work.We both became wild in bed.

One night when it was over, he wanted to help me clean up.I turned him down.

Because during that time, I felt that he was quite tired. He was always leaning on the sofa, pinching the space between his brows, drinking coffee without restraint, and couldn't even find time to complete the calligraphy in the study.

I guess it might be something wrong with the company.

I'm pretty self-aware.This kind of thing should have been done by yourself, so as not to bother him.

That night I patted him on the shoulder lightly and said with a smile: "You can sleep in peace, I will do it myself."

He slowly closed his eyes.I stared fascinatedly at him sleeping soundly, and slowly closed my eyes.

The next day suffered, I forgot to clean up and started feeling sick.

At this time, Mr. Chen had already gone to work.

The traffic around here is not very developed, so you have to drive to the hospital.I have a driver's license, but I need a car.

I called Mr. Chen.

"Hello? Can I... can I borrow your car? I'm not feeling well, maybe I need to go to the hospital."

"Can you do it yourself? I can pause here. If you can last a little longer, you can wait for me to go back."

"No need! It's just a common cold, just prescribe a medicine, don't worry."

"Okay, the car key is in the wooden box in the middle of the second cabinet in the study. Tell me when you arrive at the hospital."

I said goodbye to him and hung up the phone.

I took the car keys and walked to the garage.Coincidentally, this car happened to be the one that took Yuan Bao to the hospital last time.

You see, this is the arrangement of fate.

He didn't let me get in this car last time, because he was afraid that I would find out.This time I had a chance to get in the car, but I already knew it all.

In fact, I understand that the car may be nothing more than some women's things.He may have thought of what to say to me, and I have thought of what to say to him to deal with me.

Quite a mouthful.

It's nothing more than dealing with each other.

Just to my surprise, the car was clean.The car cabinet was locked, and even the car key couldn't open it.

I stretched out my head and looked at the front of the car, there was a faint layer of dust on it.It seems that the car was rarely driven away by him.

I suddenly squatted on the ground weakly. I felt uncomfortable in my heart, more uncomfortable than my body.

This car was specially prepared by him for me.

In case I need to use the car, I have already prepared this car, maybe I have already cleaned up the things that should not appear.

He didn't even need to find an excuse to deal with me, because I never had a chance to find his "clue" from the car.

I felt my body was getting heavier and heavier, so I reluctantly drove to the hospital to prescribe medicine.When I got home, I took two pieces and chewed them dryly in my mouth.

Yuan Bao turned around on the balcony boredly.I looked at the slightly narrow balcony and suddenly felt uncomfortable.I quickly put the ingot into the living room.

It lay happily on my body, and I stroked its back gently.

Animals are like that, they seem to share my emotions.After staying with Yuan Bao for a while, I felt much more comfortable.

I stared at the narrow balcony in a daze.

I feel that Yuan Bao really suffers from following me.I was afraid that Mr. Chen would leave me, and I knew he didn't like Yuan Bao.So I let Yuan Bao stay on the balcony, away from Chen Yi's sight.

As if this would allow me to stay by Chen Yi's side.

That car did stab me today.

The way Yuan Bao obediently stayed on the balcony also stabbed me.

I'm tired for his "lover" role.

I suddenly wanted to try, try to see how much my lover actually occupies in his heart.

I prepared dog food for Yuan Bao, kissed its forehead, and placed its nest in the living room.I packed my luggage again and booked a flight for the night.

I am ready to go home.

Before boarding the plane, I sent a WeChat message to Mr. Chen.

"The body is already recovering. I have something to do at school. Let the teachers go back early. I'm leaving first. The dog food is ready, remember to feed it."

I was still not feeling well. I was already limp and drowsy on the plane.When the plane landed, I went to the nearest hospital immediately.

I hung a bottle of water in the hospital and returned to my home from the hospital.

After I took a nap at home, I just received a message from Mr. Chen after waking up.

It was a coincidence that this man sent a message.

But there is only one word "good".

After that day, I tried not to contact him for a week.This has never happened before.

I used to be very afraid. The teachers around me always said that foreign love is unreliable.I panicked, and when I couldn't see him, I would always call and text him.

But this time I held back.I just want to see if my "lover" has any effect.I even wondered if he didn't realize that I stopped chatting with him?

After about two weeks, I just couldn't help it.I typed a long paragraph in the dialog box, deleted and deleted, and dared not send it.

I just finished class that day, so I looked at my phone casually.

Coincidentally, he just sent me a message during the end of get out of class: This bag of dog food is finished, where is the prepared one?

I have some headaches.To be honest, I have told him where the dog food is many times, and his clever head will definitely remember it.

It's just that he didn't take Yuan Bao's matter seriously at all.

But I still answered him patiently.On the bright side, at least he took the initiative to contact me.

After all, in a relationship, I am the taker.I always feel like I'm inferior to him.

To my surprise, he took a photo of Zhang Yuanbao eating dog food and sent it to me, and replied, "Thank you, Mr. Su."

This is the first time he sent me a picture, and it was a picture of Yuan Bao, which he didn't like very much.I looked at the sentence "Thank you Teacher Su" and felt a little flattered.

That year, I was the head teacher of high school students for the first time. I may have stayed with high school students for a long time, and I did things based on my feelings.

At that time, I felt that there was nothing wrong with this, and my position in his heart was no longer important.

I know one truth, which is enough reason for me to stay by his side without hesitation.

That is--

His place in my heart is unchanging.