Difficult to return

On the appointed Sunday, Song Shuhua woke up just after dawn.To be exact, because of today's meeting, he was so excited that he didn't sleep much all night.They agreed in the afternoon at a coffee shop near QUEEN.

Yes, this is the last time.When they meet each other, they may not end their dark love because of disillusionment as Xiaofeng said.It is more likely to change from a vain fantasy to a more solid reality, making his relationship more unmanageable, doubly painful and heartbroken.

But Song Shuhua was also willing to bear such a result, he just wanted to see him.

Adding friends back during this period, only when chatting with the other party, can he get the long-lost happiness, as if he is alive again.Although after meeting today, there is a high probability that he will "die" more thoroughly, but Song Shuhua is unwilling to think about the future.

He went to the old house early in the morning to try on the dress he prepared for today's meeting again.This is the OL style skirt he just bought two days ago. Burberry is a brand with simple color blocks and lines. The thin leather belt circles the waistline, and it looks good with a silk scarf covering the neck to block the Adam's apple.

Song Shuhua looked at himself in the mirror, with his hair tied in a bun on the back of his head, and with gorgeous makeup on, he looked like a sassy and temperamental beauty.

He didn't know why he was thinking about it a few days ago, and he was going to appear in front of the other party as a woman. Maybe he wanted to be more dramatic, or maybe he wanted him to remember himself.

Song Shuhua looked critically at himself in the mirror, his disguise was perfect, and he couldn't tell that he was a man at all.But immediately a voice in his head asked, what's the point?The other party is not interested in women or men in women's clothing. What if you misunderstand that you are provoking him by dressing like this?

I don't know how he finally resolved the conflict with his transgender lover.Song Shuhua immediately changed his mind, he should appear in front of that man as a man.

I went back to the house and looked around. Except for women's clothes, there are some very ordinary clothes here.He immediately drove back to the former home, where all his high-end and custom-made men's clothes were, although most of them were bought by his ex-husband for him.

The room was very quiet, nothing had changed, as if time had stood still here, at the moment before their divorce.Song Shuhua didn't care about these things and went directly to the fitting room.

He found the gorgeous dark blue hand-embroidered shirt, picked out a pair of loose high-waisted thin trousers, and tucked the hem into the trousers to create a thin waistline and a small but round buttocks. on loafers.He rolled up his sleeves to his forearms, went to the jewelry cabinet to get the Patek Philippe watch and put it on.

The self in the mirror is exquisite, beautiful and fashionable, like a young man in his early twenties who is in his youth, the kind of young man that no one would dislike.It's just that the long hair on the back of the vest didn't quite match, so he immediately decided to get a haircut, since there was still time left anyway.

When he came out of the barber shop, he regretted it a little. His hair hadn't been so short for many years.It can only be said that it is long and uneven among men. The hair on the back of the head can cover the back of the neck, but the hair on the top of the head can no longer be tied with the end of the hair.

It matches this outfit quite well. The person in the mirror is not only exquisite and fashionable, but the short hair also makes him look more handsome and refreshing.

Song Shuhua stared at the mirror and examined it repeatedly, and couldn't find any faults, but he was just not satisfied.

It took a while to realize that dissatisfaction was not because he was not good-looking, but because this was not his real appearance at all.

The dissatisfaction is because he clearly knows that this should be the end, but he can't help but take this as the beginning.He saw his despicable self in the mirror.

After changing out of high-end clothing and jewelry, he put back on his white T-shirt and light blue slim-fit jeans, and drove directly to the appointed coffee shop.

It was too early, it was not yet two o'clock, and the time they agreed was three o'clock.He's the only one who has nothing to do, and he can't wait.

Song Shuhua took a seat facing the street, watching the people walking around through the window, imagining that some of these people would walk into the coffee shop, walk towards him, and sit in front of him.

I was so looking forward to it that time passed very slowly, and the hunger that I hadn't eaten all morning was obvious at this time, so he ordered some dessert.The side effect of not sleeping all night gave him a headache, but the feeling of increased excitement made him unable to calm down at all, so he just drank coffee.

Finally, it was [-]:[-], and finally there was some movement, and the person sent him a message——

[Are you almost there? 】

Song Shuhua grabbed the phone and couldn't wait to reply——

【I've already arrived. 】【Wearing a white T-shirt, the one sitting at table 3 is me. 】【What clothes are you wearing? 】

The only reply there is——

[I can find you. 】

[Okay, I'll wait for you. 】

When he said these three words, Song Shuhua felt a sense of happiness spontaneously.Waiting, it turns out that it can be such a sweet thing.

He stared closely at the people coming and going outside the wall, every young and middle-aged man passing by the door, he would guess whether it was the one he was waiting for.However, everyone he envisions is just a pedestrian, and those who rarely enter the store are just simple customers, and they leave after buying coffee.

Song Shuhua really wanted to ask how long it would take for him to arrive, but he was also worried that he would be too eager, so he suppressed his increasingly excited mood as the time approached three o'clock.

Until he saw a familiar figure from afar——Lu Mingchen, his ex-husband, walking towards him with an indifferent expression.

Song Shuhua was a little nervous, how could we meet again in this place.He hurriedly turned around, hid himself behind a pot of green plants next to him, observed from the gaps in the leaves, thinking that it must be such a coincidence that Lu Mingchen would also come into this shop.

In the end, he really opened the door and walked in. Not only did he enter the store, but he also went straight to the No. 3 table where Song Shuhua was and sat down.

Song Shuhua struggled to pull out an embarrassing smile, and said hello: "What a coincidence... Are you here for business?"

Lu Mingchen only glanced at him, when the waiter came over with an order, he didn't answer Song Shuhua, but ordered a drink first.

It seemed that Lu Mingchen had no intention of leaving without saying hello.Song Shuhua glanced at the time, there were still 10 minutes to three o'clock, what should I do?If the person he's dating comes, what's the point of seeing him and his ex-husband sitting face to face like this?

Song Shuhua's heart was bitter, and he turned his head quickly, but there was no good way, at least one person should be sent away first.The person in front of him had no choice but to leave, so he quickly sent a message——

【Don't come to the coffee shop, wait for me at the dessert shop next to you for a while, okay? 】

At the same time as the message passed, he heard his husband's cell phone rang suddenly.Lu Mingchen took a look, then suddenly raised his head to look at Song Shuhua: "I'm already here."

Song Shuhua looked blank: "...Huh? What?"

"I said I'm here, I'm the one you're waiting for."

"..."

Then he saw Lu Mingchen show him the phone, and the words he just sent were displayed on the screen.

Song Shuhua's brain, which was running fast to find a way just now, suddenly froze, and he couldn't move for a moment, leaving nothing but a blank.Then the whole world automatically silenced, he just watched the man in front of him open and close his mouth, sometimes sip his coffee, sometimes pause for a few seconds, and then continue talking.

The other party seemed to be performing a silent play, and Song Shuhua couldn't hear a single word of what he said.When the cup of coffee is finished, his performance is over.

Lu Mingchen finally took out a long box and pushed it in front of Song Shuhua: "I saw that you liked it before, and it just arrived."

After saying this, the man got up and left without stopping.

I don't know how long it took, Song Shuhua took a deep breath and came back to his senses. The person he was looking forward to meeting had been away for an unknown how long, and the half cup of coffee in front of him was already completely cold.The light outside has turned into a dim orange, the street lights on the side of the road are on, and the world is about to enter the night again.

After regaining consciousness, his whole body was still very numb, and many things were stuck together, making him completely unable to sort out himself.He walked to the side of the road in a daze, took a taxi, and when the driver reminded him that he had arrived at his destination, he realized that he and Lu Mingchen had returned to their former home.

It was quieter here than during the day, only the distant sound of the siren, his slow thinking made his perception seem to be a little more sensitive, and he could smell the faint smell of dust in the room, like the smell of the past locked by time.

He didn't turn on the light, but groped in the dark, and arrived at the sofa in the living room without even taking off the dust cover, before he fell down on the sofa.

Song Shuhua stared at the dark ceiling.He didn't open the window or turn on the air conditioner, and he was sweating all over after a while.Hot sweat dripped down his body wantonly, but he didn't feel it.

It took so long for what Lu Mingchen said in the coffee shop in the afternoon to pass into his mind intermittently.

"Yes, I was the one who insisted on adding you as a friend with an unknown number. I found out that you were doing a drag show, and I found out that you had a room full of high heels and skirts. I wanted to find out if you wanted to be a woman. I tried However, if you don't want to say it, I will do it.

"I also thought about breaking up with you earlier on the Internet, but you have a lot of problems, and your interpersonal relationship is not good at all, so I don't feel at ease...

"It's all for your own good. If you think about it carefully, it's not so accurate. I didn't expose all this at the beginning. My personal desires accounted for a lot of the reason. In order to investigate why you performed and whether you have a lover, I asked Tracked you by a private detective and put a tracker on your car.

"I'm not a good person. When you think about it when you got married, it was a mistake to let your parents put pressure on you. It's no wonder that you haven't liked me for so many years. Later, you cheated and asked someone to investigate you, including cheating on the Internet. Your feelings, these are all my faults... But one thing, I did do everything I could to save our marriage, even if it turned out to be wrong...

"...It's pointless to say these things now. I promised to come and see you again today, because I didn't want me to hurt you more. I am that person. You can give up your illusions and start your new life.

"That's it. It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong... You can hate me if you want to. When Zihua's matter is settled, I will leave City A and I won't see you again. You are alone... fine."