Difficult to return

It was only then that Song Shuhua found out that the young man who had been delivering cakes to him at Queen was named Tang Chi, who was Lu Mingchen's assistant.

After Tang Chi went out, the door of the office was closed, leaving only him and Lu Mingchen in the room.They looked at each other, Lu Mingchen's surprised expression when he first saw him had calmed down, but Song Shuhua became more and more nervous and awkward, and finally couldn't bear the other's gaze and moved his eyes away.

"Sit." Lu Mingchen nodded to him.

Song Shuhua sat down, like a novice interviewing for the first time, sitting overly nervous and rigid opposite Lu Mingchen, across a desk from him.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Song Shuhua shook his head.

Lu Mingchen still got up and brought him a bottle of soda water from the refrigerator, then sat back behind the desk and looked at him quietly.

After being shaken, some thin air bubbles rose from the bottom of the bottle, and the surface of the bottle began to be covered with water droplets due to the temperature difference.Song Shuhua knew that Lu Mingchen was waiting for him to say something, but his whole brain was as clean and transparent as the soda water in front of him. He was not good at actively finding topics to chat with, especially in such a situation.He just reached for the water bottle, unscrewed it, took a sip, and put it back on the wet circle drawn on the bottom of the bottle.

Seeing that he hadn't planned to speak yet, Lu Mingchen asked, "You said you wanted to talk to me on the phone last time. What do you want to talk about?"

Song Shuhua still lowered his head, very embarrassed, as if being forced by someone, to come to a meeting that he didn't want to come at all.

"It's really interesting. You insisted on talking to me. Now I let you talk, and you don't talk anymore."

Lu Mingchen's tone was not very good, and Song Shuhua, who was already in a mess, didn't know what to do. He moved his lips, and whispered without thinking: "Can you try?"

"try what?"

"I, we, can we try again?... As you said before, try once to repair our relationship..." At this point, he blushed, raised his head, embarrassed and humiliated, and looked quickly He glanced at Lu Mingchen.

Song Shuhua got a little angry when he saw the other party, stood up, walked around the table and came to him, raised his chin, looked down condescendingly, with an angry expression on his face: "Tell me, what do we have to do now?"

Song Shuhua was so frightened that his heart trembled twice, and he wanted to turn his face away, but he couldn't. He was forced to look into the other person's eyes, and tremblingly said: "Maybe, yes, we can start with friends..."

Lu Mingchen let him go suddenly, and his angry expression quickly subsided, as if he was tired, he waved to him: "No need, Song Shuhua, let's go."

After speaking, he took out a cigarette from the table, walked to the window, pushed the window open a crack, pressed the window sill with one hand, and pushed the cigarette butt out through the gap with the other.

Lu Mingchen didn't want to have any more conversations, he just waited for Song Shuhua to leave.

The wind above the city rolled in through the gaps in the windows, blowing away the gray smoke and messing up Lu Mingchen's hair.

Song Shuhua looked at the tall figure, but the man's broad shoulders were slumped, looking lonely.

Lu Mingchen flatly rejected him and let him go.

Yes, at that time, the other party begged him so humblely and humbly not to get a divorce, thinking about giving them a chance after years of relationship.But he just insisted on leaving flatly and resolutely, thinking that they would never have a chance and could never be together again.

Why didn't I see Lu Mingchen's kindness at that time, and didn't feel moved by the other party's efforts?But now, he is so shameless, stepping on his dignity, and wants to try with the other party.

Even before he himself said this out of desperation, he didn't expect that he ran over in one go, and what he really wanted to talk to Lu Mingchen about was this matter.He just couldn't afford it and couldn't let it go. Putting aside all the complicated feelings, the thing closest to his heart was his heart for Lu Mingchen.

Song Shuhua felt that he was terrible, he would probably never be able to be as rational as Lu Mingchen in his whole life, and he would never be able to control his impulse and emotions.He suddenly remembered that he had read a book about success somewhere, with a big slogan on the cover—real success is not being a slave to emotions.

This is probably the root of all his failures. He has always been a slave to emotions, and now he is going to be a slave to emotions.

He had come to this point, and he didn't want to leave like this.Song Shuhua downed half a bottle of soda water in one breath, took carbon dioxide as courage, got up and walked behind Lu Mingchen, and suddenly opened his arms to embrace the man in front of him.

The man's shoulders trembled, and his entire back stiffened.

The trembling and stiffness spread to Song Shuhua's heart through his chest, making his heart tremble and his chest tightened.

Speaking of which, before, Lu Mingchen always hugged him, hugged him frontally, hugged him horizontally, and most often he was on the bed, pressing him between the soft quilt and mattress, hugging everything about him tightly, skin to skin, muscles squeezed There is not even a single gap in the muscles.

At that time, he only wanted to escape, but now he fled far away, but he missed the man's broad chest and strong arms.

Lu Mingchen seemed to try his best to hold back, and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

"I, I don't know what to do." Song Shuhua stuck it on the back of Lu Mingchen's neck, feeling anxious and nervous, as if he was the one who was abandoned, "After that meeting...it didn't get better, I was upset every day, every day Confusion... tell me, what should I do?"

Lu Mingchen was thrilled to feel the heat on his back, as well as Song Shuhua's mournful and murmuring voice, his fingers pinching the window rail turned white, and he used all his strength to restrain himself.

"It's not my problem."

Song Shuhua didn't seem to hear his words: "Mingchen, you used to be so attentive to me, I don't think you have really let go of the past, if there is a little left...can we try? What you have paid …I want to give back…”

Lu Mingchen originally restrained all his emotions, but these words made his anger break out of control.

Song Shuhua knew that he hadn't let go of anything and was still suffering from the frustration and sadness of the divorce, but he still said these words to confuse him.How could he be so unfeeling when they separated, and now he is so reckless in order to remarry and keep him?

A few days ago, he received a call from Song Guoqiang, asking him about the distribution of property during marriage, and asking him if he didn't want a divorce at all, and he still had feelings for Song Shuhua.Lu Mingchen denied it, saying that he had already taken care of everything in City A, and he would leave only after Song Guoqiang decided on someone to replace him.

But Song Guoqiang vowed that he would let Song Shuhua come back to him, and that the entire Song family did not support Song Shuhua's divorce, and asked Lu Mingchen to wait a few days, and they would teach Song Shuhua well.

Following him, he received a call from Song Shuhua asking for a meeting.

After refusing on the phone, he went to the company again and offered to give it a try.

He didn't know what happened to Song Shuhua, he was so determined at the beginning, but now he still can't resist his parents?I was worried that he would not be able to bear it, so I gave him the money, hoping that he would not be controlled by anyone in the future.

Obviously they have already tried it, and the seemingly incompatible will eventually end in divorce. How could he be so stupid as to repeat the same mistakes?

Or that he felt that his endurance had become stronger.This time can endure ten years, 20 years... a lifetime?

Lu Mingchen turned around and pushed Song Shuhua away.Asked coldly: "Giving back, or looking at my pity for giving me alms?"

"No, it's not like this..." Facing the man's anger, Song Shuhua was flustered and timid, and instinctively flinched and dodged, but he really didn't know how to deal with it, so he poured out everything he was thinking regardless of the consequences, "...I might, might like you..."

Seeing Lu Mingchen getting more and more angry, Song Shuhua couldn't help but shrink back while saying he liked it.But before he retreated to a safe distance, Lu Mingchen grabbed his arm and pushed him against the glass wall, leaving him nowhere to escape.

"Fall in love with me? Do you like me as your ex-husband, or as a netizen?"

"..."

Song Shuhua opened his mouth and found that he couldn't answer. He had never thought about this question.

He timidly raised his head and glanced at Lu Mingchen's face who was close at hand, the black clouds were overwhelming, and there was only a glimmer of calm that the storm was coming.Song Shuhua didn't know why Lu Mingchen was getting more and more angry, so he quickly looked away, his eyelashes trembling.

"Ask you, who do you really like?"

"...I don't know..." Song Shuhua folded his arms like a sparrow, hugged his own arm, he didn't know where the courage came from, and raised his eyes to face his own storm, "...they are all you...I like it You... like Lu Mingchen..."

Looking at Song Shuhua who was so timid and frightened that he was almost trembling, Lu Mingchen didn't know who was torturing whom.

The words "I like you" and "I like Lu Mingchen" have already set him on the flames of hell and roasted him repeatedly.

He had waited for so many years, hoping to hear "like" from his ex-husband, but it was precisely at this time that he was told that all of this was a lie.However, from this lie, he still got a little comfort and felt a little sweetness.He hated himself for being shaken at this time, making him cowardly.

"Because you like me, you want to try with me, is that right?"

Lu Mingchen's tone suddenly softened, and his movements also became softer. The palm touched Song Shuhua's cheek, and the delicate and smooth skin was red and hot, and it fell into his palm.

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly being held in the face by Lu Mingchen, Song Shuhua was a little unresponsive, a little dazed, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but this time his heart seemed to be a little bit reluctant, so he endured it and didn't move. Goosebumps, this feeling makes him very shy.

However, Lu Mingchen's hand continued to go down, caressing his neck, a layer of goosebumps hadn't subsided, and another dense layer appeared.It was a little itchy, and that kind of itching touched his heart, making it beat extra fast.

Suddenly, Lu Mingchen's fingers landed on the collar button of his shirt and he unbuttoned it.

One is not enough, go down and untie another one.After untiing four of them in a row, the clothes were opened, and Song Shuhua's chest was exposed.It wasn't until now that he realized something was wrong, and grabbed the skirt of his shirt: "What are you doing?"

"Since you offered to have a trial with me, you still expect me to spoil you and not even look at your body?"

"That was not what I meant……"

"Since we want to try, let's try this first." Lu Mingchen pulled away his hand holding the skirt of his shirt, and continued to unbutton him, as if he was really going to take off Song Shuhua's clothes in broad daylight.

The hem of the clothes tied in the waistband of the trousers was torn out, and seeing that all the buttons were about to be unbuttoned, Song Shuhua realized what it meant after a while, and was immediately ashamed and angry.

"Pa..." Song Shuhua, whose eyes were red with anger, raised his hand and slapped Lu Mingchen, grabbed his clothes, and ran away.