Difficult to return

During the New Year's Eve, it snowed in City A.

When it was snowing heavily in the northern country, Lu Mingchen and Song Shuhua were already wearing T-shirts and shorts, stepping on the beach in the southern country, enjoying the sun, sea and coconut wind.

Due to limited time and not wanting to rush around non-stop, Lu Mingchen finally canceled the cruise, and considering that her husband likes Thailand, as a compromise, he chose Phuket as the destination of their world.

On the first day of their vacation, they flew to the island.Lu Mingchen planned for the two of them to spend this limited vacation together, and use this to repair the cracked relationship between them.

Traveling between lovers always brings an illusion. Coming to a strange place is like starting a new life, leaving all the complicated and unpleasant past in city A.

Seven years later, Lu Mingchen hoped to use this as a starting point to have a new start with her husband.

Knowing that Song Shuhua has always been quiet, he didn't arrange any projects, and spent every day hanging out on the beach and in the streets and alleys, as well as enjoying local delicacies.Lu Mingchen's English is very good. He has contacted many customers in South East Asia before, and he is very accustomed to the local accent.He took Song Shuhua with him, not like a foreign tourist, but more like a local resident.

"Do you like this kind of life?"

"Ah."

The beach was covered with cushions, and the two sat on the ground. Tiny waves surged around their feet, rolled up again and again, licked their toes, and retreated into the endless blue that meets the sky.

Facing the sea, people are as insignificant as the gravel on the seashore, and the desires and pains in the human heart that are magnified in the ordinary world become even more insignificant.Betrayal and lies, love and hatred and sorrow, were blown by the salty sea breeze, and faded away.

"Ah Hua, tell me how we will live here in the future."

Lu Mingchen held his husband's shoulder, and Song Shuhua had no choice but to lean on his shoulder: "I'll listen to you."

"Tell me what you think, you don't have to listen to me."

The man pondered for a moment and whispered: "You won't like this kind of life, it's too comfortable."

Lu Mingchen was slightly taken aback, her husband really knew him very well.

"I mean, after retirement, you don't need to take care of the company, and you don't need to stay in city A. We can rent an island, and the two of us will live on the island in the future."

Lu Mingchen rubbed the back of his hand around her husband's neck gently on his cheek, looking at the dark blue eyes, and fell into a real fantasy: "Phuket Island is definitely not good, the level of medical care here is relatively average, and people are very dependent on them when they are old. medical resources.

"Choose one that is backed by a developed country and has convenient transportation. It doesn't work too far north, we don't like the winter in the north. There is also the problem of money, but don't worry, it will be enough when you retire..."

Song Shuhua put aside her husband's arm, raised her neck, and looked at him.

"what happened?"

"...It's nothing." He lowered his eyes, but he didn't expect Lu Mingchen to think so far.

Did he just start thinking about it today, or has he always planned it this way?

Husbands are not the whim type.If he has always included himself in his plans for the future, then what was he thinking when he cheated?

Thinking of these, Song Shuhua's mood was unavoidably disturbed.So he would rather not think about it, not care about it, one cannot have everything, the secret of peace and happiness is to be satisfied with what one already has.

"Let's go if there's nothing else, it's getting dark, go find something to eat."

Lu Mingchen held the beach mat in one hand and held his husband in the other, and the two ate a feast of freshly caught seafood at a street food stall.

As dusk fell, they returned to the hotel.But he didn't return to the room immediately, Lu Mingchen took Song Shuhua to the third floor.

“It is said that the Thai massage here is good...”

Before Lu Mingchen could finish speaking, Song Shuhua showed embarrassment: "You go, I'll go back to my room and wait for you."

As if knowing what her husband was worried about, Lu Mingchen couldn't help but laugh: "It's not that you have to take off your clothes, you can also press them while you're on."

Song Shuhua, who had his mind broken, was a little embarrassed.

Lu Mingchen continued to advise: "It's just a joint massage, nothing else, just relax."

"You need to relax because you are busy with work..."

"It's hard work for you to take care of your family... Let's go, I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

Not only to relax the body, but more importantly, to relax the spirit.Lu Mingchen guessed that her husband's life was also very depressed. If his personality hadn't reached a certain extreme, he wouldn't be able to pretend to be a woman and sing pornographic songs.

To this day, Lu Mingchen still has doubts about what he saw that night.If he hadn't seen and heard it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that that person was Song Shuhua.Even if he saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, after observing it for a period of time, he didn't think it was his real husband.It was just a way for him to escape from reality, so Lu Mingchen had to change his mind and re-create an acceptable reality for him.

The room is luxuriously decorated, with aromatherapy and light music with Thai style.There are two beds inside, each of them occupies one after bathing.The technicians who came in first were two young men, but they were replaced by two middle-aged women by Lu Mingchen.

The massage starts from the toes and goes upwards along all the joints of the body. The technician is silent but professional, and the room only echoes the humming of the two people as the joints are opened.

When Song Shuhua's technician pulled his arm back to help him stretch his lower back, he almost folded his whole body.The eldest sister who had been silent all this time couldn't help but say something in Thai, and the other one also glanced over and gave a tsk-tsk admiration.She immediately said it again in English, asking if Song Shuhua was a dancer, his body was so flexible.

Lu Mingchen translated the technician's words, and then asked, "Why are you so flexible?"

Song Shuhua took a breath: "I practice yoga."

The two Thai elder sisters also understood immediately, and they uttered "Oh, Yoga" one after another.

After the stretching and pressing of the large joints is over, it is replaced by softer kneading.It's like relaxing after tightening the bowstring. After the whole person relaxes, in the soft music and dim lights, people seem to be floating in the microwave, and it is easy to fall asleep.

The technicians did not know when they had left, and the lights in the room were dimmed.Lu Mingchen walked to the bed where her husband was lying on his stomach, and knelt and sat on one side.

Song Shuhua didn't know what he was going to do. He turned his head and asked sleepily, "Is it over? I'm sleepy."

Lu Mingchen brushed off her husband's long hair that was scattered on his cheeks and pinned it behind his ears: "Not yet, I'll do the rest for you."

As he said this, he suddenly turned off all the lights in the room.

"Mingchen..." Song Shuhua was a little nervous and wanted to get up.

Lu Mingchen gently pushed him down with his hands: "I'm here, don't be afraid. I'll make you a back push with essential oils, and I'll turn off the lights if you want to take off your clothes."

"It's okay if you don't do it."

"Shh, don't talk."

Touching the black with his hands, he skillfully peeled off Song Shuhua's pajamas from behind as he had done countless times before.

If you expose your body in the dark, you won't find it ugly and unacceptable.But in an unfamiliar environment, he was still a little nervous: "Mingchen, is the door locked?"

"Don't worry, no one will come in."

As he spoke, the warm rose essential oil was applied to his back along his palms.The hands rubbed the back gently, the smooth and warm essential oil reduced the friction, and the touch was very comfortable.

"How do you know how to massage?" Song Shuhua was curious, thinking that her husband might have used this method to serve some lovers.So I regret asking.

A deep voice came from behind: "Because I was pressed a lot," those greasy hands moved to his shoulders, lingering and rubbing them repeatedly as if they liked those two shoulder blades, "They are all regular."

Lu Mingchen's words were true. Sitting in an office all year round, he was exhausted and tired easily.There is a spa across from the company, and he is a regular visitor.

So it was like this, Song Shuhua thought.

"My technique is still not professional enough, but unfortunately you don't like it, otherwise I will take you to the technician who often massages me, and she does a good job."

Song Shuhua exhaled lightly: "It's already very good, very comfortable." Sleepiness surged up again, maybe he lacked other emotions for her husband, but she had enough trust.This kind of trust is based on the fact that they have been together day and night for seven years, and he knows Lu Mingchen 100%.

"Go to sleep when you're tired."

I don't know how long the massage lasted, but Song Shuhua was awakened by a slight vibration.When he opened his eyes, he found that his body was suspended in the air, and he was in the arms of his husband.At this time, the two had already come out of the massage parlor and were slowly ascending in the elevator.

Lu Mingchen looked down at him: "Are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Song Shuhua glanced at himself immediately. Fortunately, he was wearing pajamas, but being hugged by his husband made him a little ashamed, "...you let me down."

"You don't have shoes on, you'll be there soon."

Only then did he realize that his feet were bare: "My shoes..."

"The waiter has brought our room."

Lu Mingchen hugged him and shrugged, Song Shuhua immediately hugged her husband's neck tightly, and then blushed.

At the door of the room, Lu Mingchen signaled: "The room card is in my trouser pocket."

Song Shuhua awkwardly reached out to take out his trouser pocket.Lu Mingchen was also wearing loose pajama pants with big pockets, and when he touched deeply, his fingertips touched the bulging hard object.I don't know how long her husband has been like this, Song Shuhua withdrew his fingers like an electric shock, and stuck the room card on the door, the blush on his face deepened.

Lu Mingchen seemed unconscious, and carried him straight to the bed.

Song Shuhua began to get nervous, and married life was his unavoidable responsibility.He has never experienced any pleasure and happiness from it. He knows what is wrong with him, but this problem will never be solved, and escape is his only choice.

But today the husband didn't go any further and just put him on the bed.

"Sleep if you're sleepy, I won't bother you."

Song Shuhua secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then felt a little guilty and guilty. In fact, there was nothing wrong with her husband.

He didn't let go of Lu Mingchen's arm for a moment, but the other party was looking at him, waiting for his next words.

Song Shuhua leaned forward and kissed her husband on the cheek suddenly.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lu Mingchen's eyes.

He let go of him: "Then I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed earlier."