Chapter 27: Rare Tenderness

It was already midnight when I returned home in a daze. My wife had already gone to bed. I didn't bother her. I stood quietly at the door and watched. This wonderful body used to be my favorite, but what about now?

The body is still the same, but it makes me feel so strange. I can't figure it out, really can't figure out why she became like this

I didn't plan to go to bed to rest. When I thought that my wife had just been fucked by two old men, her breasts were covered with semen, and one of them was still ejaculated inside, I got goose bumps when I thought about it.

Back in the living room, lying on the sofa, thinking about the past with my wife, little by little when we were together, suddenly I felt how stupid it was, it was a sarcastic moment for me to have today.

When I woke up in the morning, I found myself covered with a blanket. Husband, are you awake?

At this time, my wife came from the kitchen, put the breakfast on her hands behind the dining table, squatted in front of me, grabbed my hand and said: When I turned over last night, I found that it was empty on the side, and I found that you were not there, which scared me so much that I hurried out and saw you sleeping on the sofa. Seeing you asleep and didn't dare to wake you up, I could only cover you with a blanket. Husband, what happened to me last night? Are you too tired?

Her tone was so gentle, and when she mentioned that she didn't notice that I was sleeping next to her, her nervous expression didn't seem to be fake. Is she caring about me?

But why have I ignored me recently?

Didn’t she lean towards Zhang Dongming?

Is my existence that important?

With doubt, I just replied indifferently: Oh, nothing, I just came back too late, I was afraid that it would affect you, so I lay on the sofa

After hearing this, my wife buried her head in my chest and said in a reproachful tone: Husband, you are really, I am your wife, it is supposed to take care of you, I will not be allowed this next time, do you know?

My wife was staring at me seriously, and the dull wavy horn whim wavy horn wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wavy wa

Well! Go and wash, I'm ready for breakfast! My wife kissed me on the forehead and said gently. She seemed a little excited about my attitude.

I went to the bathroom step by step and three times. I always felt something was wrong. I made excuses for not going home all day long, and was trained by Zhang Dongming to become such a lewd wife. Why did I still treat me like this when I got home?

Pretending?

But her expression and expression told me that this was not pretending, what's going on?

Just as I was washing up, my wife hugged me from behind. Her eyes were straight at me in the mirror. Her eyes were bright and serious. Husband, why are you weird lately? Are you too tired from work?

This is intentionally testing, and I thought of this problem instantly. My recent actions are only understood by my sister. She shouldn't tell her. She thinks I'm so weird. I guess it's because I rarely call her now. In addition, my wife suspects that I may have discovered her. For example, last night, it was in a public place, unlike in a hotel.

After all, my wife is like my sister. After the last incident, she learned some of my special abilities.

Maybe it's right, my boss recently sent me two orders, but it didn't suit his appetite after revisions. The customer was urging him tightly, and the pressure was quite high.

Now I can tell this kind of lie without blushing, and I don’t have to worry about my wife seeing any strange colors from my face.

My wife said softly, and after whispering to me, she buried her head behind me, but she could clearly feel that her hand was holding her harder than before.

After breakfast, my wife made an exception and asked to send her to work. She chatted about the recent events of their company along the way. She was very excited. Before she knew it, my emotions were also brought up by her. It seemed that my once familiar wife was back...

When I got off the bus, I ran to the cab and gave me a passionate kiss. After a group of colleagues' teasing, I blushed and ran into the office building delicately. Looking at her swaying figure, my heart suddenly became hot, and there was a familiar sweet smell. I haven't felt this way for a long time...

What is certain is that my wife still has me in her heart at the moment. Just analyze it from her performance today, it is like a kind of self-salvation. I guess that deep down in her wife, she still feels ashamed of her own lust, and feels that doing this is unfaithful to me, but she doesn't want me to know that under the influence of this contradiction, she can only choose to be considerate, love, and compensate me, and cover up her shame in this way and perform self-salvation. However, from another perspective, that is, my wife will continue to be lustful in the future, and then redeem herself from her care and consideration for me. This is like a vicious cycle. The more lustful she herself will be more concerned about me. When she really reaches that step, no matter how strong my psychological quality is, she will probably not be able to bear it. This is the focus I need to consider. I must make a choice before she goes to that step, whether to give up or pull her out of the circle.

Also, what makes me most embarrassed now is that my sister's affairs and my wife's affairs seem to be at the same fork point. I am weak. No matter how capable I think I am, I will not be so arrogant that I think I can handle two things at the same time. This is not cleverness, this is stupidity, it is ignorance.

If I choose to help my sister, then my wife must put it down first. However, with the fact that my wife is just fucking someone now, can she really wait until I get some help? However, once I choose to devote my energy to my wife, my sister's future may be like today's wife, perhaps, more lewd than her wife

what do I do?

Choose one of two?

Give up one of them?

No! I can't do this. No matter who I choose to give up, it will be a kind of harm and will leave an indelible shadow in my future life.

My wife worked overtime again today. When I heard this news, I was helpless and only had a bitter smile in my heart. It seemed that I was right. The morning performance was that she was redeeming herself. However, some surprise was that my wife chose to notify me by phone, and on the phone, she acted very disgusted and hesitant.

This made me even more sure that my wife still has some help and shouldn't just give up.

I don't plan to follow me anymore. Seeing my wife being fucked by others, there is no meaning except to make me feel uncomfortable and lost. Zhang Dongming will not leave any clues. As soon as he appears, someone will definitely protect me. Before I find a substantial breakthrough point, I plan to stop doing anything. I comfort myself in my heart, fuck it, it's not the first time

Moreover, every time I follow it, it is inevitable that I will miss it. As long as I expose it once, it will be even more difficult to do anything in the future.

After get off work, I didn't go home. I knew that my wife was riding by other men and was still waiting at home. Who can do that man? Anyway, I can't stay.

Drive out of the city and come to a small town. I came here twice. It was quite familiar. It was the town where Ban Shu Orchard was located. It was an hour's drive away. It was now nightfall. The main street of the town was not very wide. Many bosses on both sides of the street set up night markets, and some small vendors and street stalls were placed casually. People who came back from a busy day were shuttled through them in groups of three or three. Compared with the city, this place was another lively scene. The car could no longer drive in. After I found the place to park, I entered the street with the flow of people. I searched for a while, sat down at a night market stall, ordered a fried rice, and went straight to the place after get off work. I was indeed a little hungry. The boss's wife was still very skillful. I probably had been operating here for many years. Brother, your fried rice is ready.

The waiter is very young and looks like a high school student. Can you hire a summer job at such a small stall?

The business is good, should I change my career and do it?

The teasing of Y-ya in my heart, this atmosphere made me relax temporarily. I remember it very clearly. When I was a child, I lived in the countryside. Our house was more than ten kilometers away from the town. Every weekend, my father would take my sister and I to the town to visit the night market. It was the happiest thing in my childhood that I could eat fried rice or fried noodles at such a roadside night market stall. My sister was always thinking about her bow hairpin. My father didn't buy it for her, and after he got home, he secretly hid in the quilt and cried.

Later, I saved the pocket money my father gave me, bought the bow hairpin for my sister, and put it in her schoolbag. It was not because my sister had no money, but because my sister bought extracurricular books for her pocket money. Of course, I, a poor student, would not do this. When my sister brought the card to me that day, she was so happy and looked at me very happy. These things were done secretly. I guess until now, my sister didn't know that the bow hairpin was bought for her.

Thinking of these childhood things, I felt very sweet and I laughed foolishly unconsciously

Brother, this is your wine

At this time, the waiter's voice came, interrupting my thoughts, a little annoyed, drunk?

I was stunned by what the waiter said, "I didn't order wine?"

The waiter hesitated and said a little embarrassedly: Uh... This is what the boss said. He said you have been sitting here for a long time after eating, take up a seat, give you a bottle of wine, and let you leave after drinking.

I was speechless for a while and took up a seat. There were only 7 tables in total. Now, there was one person eating besides me. The other 5 were all empty seats. I was asking for a seat?

Go back and tell your boss lady, is there anyone doing business like this? I'm in a bad mood tonight, don't mess with me

The waiter Xiū ran away with a sound, and ran back soon after, feeling embarrassed: The boss lady said, she clearly saw you giggling, saying you... Say you...

What did you say to me?

Well... say you have a problem with your brain... Sitting here affects her business...

Damn it! It's too much!

The boss also said that the stall belongs to her, she has the final say

I had a gloomy face and didn't say anything else. The waiter left in disappointment. However, I did not open the wine I sent. I never drank when I was in a bad mood. The saying that I used to relieve my sorrows was not sad, but my past sorrows. Especially at this time, I am making things difficult for my sister and wife. After drinking, it will make me more confused and difficult to make a choice, so I rarely touch alcohol now.

My eyes were staring at the boss lady in front of me. When I saw her finishing her work, I walked over with a spatula for cooking. My brows jumped a few times, and I was a little nervous. I was afraid that I would really start to do it later. Although I am not very familiar with her, it is understood that when I was studying, the boys who secretly stuffed their love letters into her book were beaten to the nose bleeding by her. Back then, she and her sister were a dance group, and were called black and white matches by their classmates. Some YYers also gave them another nickname "Black and White Double Kill"

The sister is one of them, which means that no boy can stop her temptation. Death under the peony flower, and the black girl's killing is really a killing, and the kind of killing that you don't know is not aware of. This woman has a ruthless and cruel spirit.

Yang Qing, what do you want to do when you come here?

Hum? Do you remember me?

Humph, I can recognize you brother and brother, you are all turning into ashes

Fuck, how did I answer this? I covered my face deeply and was speechless for a moment. What's this? What's the matter? What's your grudge between you and my sister? Why did you pull me in? According to my sister's idea, I originally planned to come over tonight to find out the situation first, but it was already in trouble before I could say it. The situation was not good. Ah, let's withdraw first. This girl is not a joke. I really dare to fight.

I took out my pocket and wanted to pay, but I forgot to ask how much I asked just now, and looked at her in a daze. The waiter was also clever and said 15 yuan. I didn't spend the money and handed me 50 yuan. At this time, the waiter was about to find me. The black girl suddenly hit him in the hand. No need to look for it, he owed me what he owed me.

Then put one hand on your hips and point the street with the spatula in the other: Go

A simple word, very domineering, just like the Thirteenth Girl in the ancient movie, it looks like a big sister

Alas! I left her stall helplessly and continued to walk forward. I didn't want to go back now. Going home now will only make me think randomly. It's better to be here. Watching people come and go, which will make me not think about the fact that my wife is riding as a bitch. I also know that this is deliberately escaping, but there is really no good way, so I can only default...

I stopped by choosing a place with a lot of personal traffic, leaning against the tree and smoking a cigarette. The street is not very long and you can see it at a glance. It is because of this that I have always noticed that the black girl's eyes swept across me from time to time, and I didn't pay much attention. In fact, I had already planned to give up in my heart. It was even more difficult for the black girl to ask her to help her. It was not too difficult to spend time without saying anything, and I wouldn't allow me to do this in this way.

Such a night market scene can really disperse my sorrow. Before I knew it, the scene of my childhood was again presented. Some things were very sweet and sad. When I saw some little goldfish placed on a street stall, I thought of my sister again. At that time, the son of the third aunt next door, in order to please her, gave her a little goldfish to raise. The sister loved it very much and took care of it every day. As a result, the cat I raised was eaten by was crying in less than a month.It was a big frost. Later, my uncle went to the mountains to chop firewood and brought back a nest of newborn birds. My sister was pitiful and loved. She also blamed my uncle for driving away their mother. She finally raised the bird until it had just grown feathers, but the cat I raised was killed. She was so angry that she wanted to kill the cat with a knife. Later, she still felt soft-hearted. Since then, my cat was occupied by her. Until she raised the cat to the point of being as fat as a pig and couldn't even jump, she was willing to

Haha! Thinking of my sister's childhood, I started to giggle again. These memories are really sweet. The only thing a little sad is that we were about to graduate from elementary school. Because that year, my father was transferred to work and we all had to move to the city. That time, my father took us to visit the night market in my hometown for the best time. I still remember that my sister's tears kept spinning in her eyes that night. She was walking around each stall and touching each other, as if she wanted to remember everything in her mind, as if she was saying goodbye to the things here, saying goodbye to her childhood, and saying goodbye to her childhood memories. The scene made people very sad

Alas! Who doesn’t have a childhood? Childhood is the most unforgettable, but unfortunately I can never go back

I closed my eyes and felt my memories. I looked at my face from time to time, such as joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. This can make me temporarily forget my current worries, which is a kind of self-healing!…

The next morning, my wife was still so considerate and still asked to send her to work. While feeling sweet, she also made me deeply guilty. It was not a good sign that she would continue like this. As it turned out, my guess was correct. The more considerate she acted, the more lewd she became in private.

It was already 2 o'clock in the middle of the night when I came back last night. My wife did not sleep by herself for the first time, but sat in the living room waiting. I clearly remember the moment I entered the door, my wife's eyes were covered with bloodshot. This was the result of enduring sleepiness, but it could not hide the excitement she saw me.

I hurried over and hugged me, but didn't ask where I went. Why was it so late? The first sentence was to ask if I was tired or not, if I wanted to cook a midnight snack. My heart melted instantly and couldn't mention any intention of blaming her. All the lewd messages were thrown behind me. I kept asking to hold her when I was sleeping. As long as I had a slight movement, even if I just turned over, she would open her eyes alertly. At the back, she would just sleep on my arm and sleep like a little shrimp. She felt so pity in my heart. The only abnormal thing was that my wife deliberately refused to let me touch her lower body. In fact, I didn't need to guess what was going on. I didn't point it out. Now in our state, you must be stupid when you should pretend to be stupid, otherwise, any spark could cause our marriage to break

This is exactly what I don't want to see, not because I am cowardly, but because I am not ready at all, accepting the fact that I am divorced

Smelling her hair fragrance, I unconsciously thought of what happened recently, and murmured to me, "Wife, I'll have a solution when I wait for me...

In the darkness, I felt that my wife's eyelashes seemed to move slightly...