Chapters 51-52

I waved at her and watched the cute girl disappear into the gate of the community. I was about to walk back, but suddenly I remembered that I didn't ask her for contact information. She said she might go to Shanghai, which made me feel regretful and regretful, because I had developed some good feelings for this cute girl without realizing it. This was not a relationship between men and women, but I just felt that her straightforwardness was very pleasing to my appetite, but then I thought that people would know many people in their lives, but most of the passers-by who were just a quick glance for us were relieved. They would meet again if they were destined to be together. But at that time, I didn't expect that our goodbye would be so fast.

The next morning, I went to the county hospital to visit my grandma again. My grandma told me what I was worried about in person, but she did not stay for a long time and urged me to go back quickly. Otherwise, if I get home late, it would affect my rest. After all, I had to go to work the next day, so I stopped being pretentious. I said that after a while, I changed my ticket to visit my grandma, and stood at the door of the ward to say goodbye to my grandma, telling her to eat the nutritional supplements I bought on time. After that, I slowly closed the door, but never thought that this farewell would be a farewell forever.

On the way back, I was still worried. I was thinking about family affairs, but on this basis, my grandmother's advice was added. In my grandmother's impression, my father, mother and even my cousin were not good people, they were all calculating me. This made me very helpless. It was not because I didn't believe my grandmother's words. Even a small part of my heart felt that this was just a nagging after I got older. My second grandmother has always been a wise person in my heart. Based on this consideration, I cannot ignore what she said.

But implementation has to make me wonder if my grandma is really old, because in the end she did not give me the address of the house. From her description, I roughly understand that it is a place located in the city center today, one of the houses belonging to my grandma. It is only my grandma's adoptive mother. The loyal nanny has passed away for nearly forty years. Grandma has never returned to this sad place in recent years. Whether Shanghai, which has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few decades, still retains that old building. In short, the only gain from my return home this time is to know such a thing that is not on the agenda. What I care most about is what is happening at home.

After three days of leaving home, two nights in the middle, did my wife keep the duty of the absurd borrowing agreement as she promised me, and gradually became less cautious and cautious. Is my cousin still remembering my cousin in her heart while entering her sister-in-law's body reasonably and legally. In which bed my wife slept on these two nights, countless questions hit my brain, making my brow unable to stretch. I hate why I am not the cuckold man in the novel, and can watch my wife be sleeped by other men with an appreciation and even joyful attitude, and finally enjoy a wave of intracranial orgasm while my wife is pregnant.

The efficient mode of transportation allowed me to arrive at home before I could get out of my mind. When I arrived at the door, I knocked on the door first. Maybe subconsciously, I didn’t want to relive the dilemma when I returned home three days ago. I waited outside the door for ten seconds and guessed that I was leisurely opening the door slowly.

I'm back.

Standing at the entrance, I changed my shoes and shouted to the living room casually. If they were there at this time, in order to respect me, I would like to ask you to clean up as soon as possible to welcome my arrival.

But the expected response did not appear. I changed my shoes and walked slowly into the living room. There was no one inside. Looking around, the door of the second bedroom of the master bedroom was also open, and the whole house was like no one. I raised my wrist and looked at my watch. It was four-thirty in the afternoon, which was several hours earlier than the expected arrival time before I set off. Did the two of them go out shopping at home when they were bored at home?

Thinking of this, I felt a little relieved for no reason.

I took out my cell phone and was about to call my wife to tell her that I had arrived home. If they were buying vegetables outside, I would buy some of my favorite food. The beeping sound of the phone successfully connected sounded in my earpiece, but then a familiar ringtone came out of our bedroom. It took me only two seconds to recognize that it was my wife's cell phone ringtone. She didn't take her cell phone out?

To confirm my guess, I did not hang up the phone, but followed the sound and found the phone charged on the bedside table. The lit screen showed that the phone had rushed to 90%.

My wife is a patient with deep cell phone dependence like most people in this era, including me. The typical symptom is that she will feel anxious when she goes out without a mobile phone. We have been living a digital life that doesn’t know what cash is. She definitely won’t go out shopping without a mobile phone, and she can’t scan the code to pass. So where did she go?

A trace of ominous premonition appeared in my heart, but then I thought, maybe she was just going out for a walk, and since her phone was out of battery, she would put it at home to charge it, and maybe she would come back in a while.

But then I think about it again. Based on my understanding of her, she can let her go without her mobile phone unless the battery is only 10%. So if this is the case, with the charging efficiency of Apple phones, it will take nearly an hour to rush from 10% to 90%. So where did she, or where did they go during this period?

What have you been doing?

My heart that I had just relaxed a little raised again.

I suddenly realized that I had become a fool who was trapped in my own cocoon. At the beginning, I risked my wife's rage and let my cousin enter our lives in such a shocking way. But now, seeing the two people becoming more and more harmonious, I have become the one who is feeling like pins and needles. What do I want?

Can I express my demands accurately?

I really want to slap myself so that my brain can function slightly so that I can come up with the answers to these questions.

I threw my backpack heavily onto the ground. Just as the backpack hit the ground, it made a muffled sound, I heard the sound of the door of my home being opened. It was the sound of the motor turning from the fingerprint lock to drive the door tongue to retract. I could not have heard it wrong. Then my wife's whispered, and she must have seen my suitcase in the living room.

Husband, are you back?his wife asked loudly.

I tried hard to adjust my emotions and expressions, and slowly walked out of the bedroom. My wife and cousin were standing at the door to change shoes. My wife was wearing a cotton jacket at home, completely wrapping her delicate figure, and she took away the charm brought by her good figure. My cousin was also dressed in a casual home outfit.

Well, I just arrived, and I changed the trains earlier because there was nothing to do. Where did you go?I tried to let myself look at my wife and cousin standing beside her as casually.

Uh…we.

My wife just spoke but my cousin stole the conversation.

Brother, my sister-in-law and I went to the expiration supermarket next to the community to see if there are any good and cheap things to buy.

Ah, right.My wife obviously hesitated for a moment when she agreed.

Buy something?I asked in confusion, "Don't you bring your phone?"

Oh, what? Isn’t my sister-in-law’s cell phone dead? I’ll just take it with me.My cousin said as he raised the cell phone in his hand at me.

Then what did you buy?I asked.

I didn't buy anything, and the dates were not very good. Although the price was very cheap, I'd better forget it.It was my cousin's quick answer, and my wife stood aside and seemed to be a spectator.

My cousin’s explanation seems reasonable, but is it really reasonable?

I know that the supermarket was just opened before the Chinese New Year. I walked out of the community gate and turned right twenty meters away. However, my wife was a perfect dress. In her words, walking on the street in pajamas was as awkward as if she was not wearing clothes. The daily activities of pajamas were limited to ten meters outside the large iron gate downstairs. If you exceed this range, you have to change into your so-called outfit. But today I actually went to the expiration supermarket outside the community wearing a cotton coat equivalent to pajamas. I didn't bring my mobile phone. And I left for at least half an hour after seeing the charging situation. I couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Brother, how about grandma?

My cousin walked to me easily and casually and asked about grandma's situation.

Oh, it's okay, I feel a little sentimental when I get older, and I say I suddenly missed me.I said.

Oh oh so Ah.

While replying to my cousin, I observed my wife passing by me, allowing me to observe some details up close. Her face was a little rosy, and there were a few hairs on the temples and forehead that were against the skin, as if they had sweated. Although they had obviously been combed, there were still a few fish that had escaped, and my brows slowly frowned.

After dinner, my cousin rushed to wash the dishes as usual. Because of my tired journey and my random thoughts, I actually dozed off while watching TV, so my wife urged me to take a shower and go to bed early.

Wife.

I lay on the bed and looked at my wife sitting in front of the dressing table with her back facing me. Her long, black and shiny hair reflected the soft warm light in the room, shining with a black and gold luster, and was scattered like a waterfall on her back. My soft jade arms, like snow lotus root, waved the silver comb in her hand to take care of it very movingly. My wife's waist and back were straight, and her body curved her body stretched out a narrow mouth at her slender waist, until her plump buttocks sitting on the chair formed a perfect pear shape, which made people move their index fingers, but my mind was full of brainstorming in the afternoon scene, and for a moment I couldn't get any interest in such a beautiful scene.

What's the matter?He replied while combing his hair.

How are you doing these days?

What's going on?

I coughed twice, I mean...you and Shunzi, you...uh...

My wife's hair combing her movement paused. I couldn't see her expression. I didn't know what she was thinking. After a long time, she slowly put down the comb and turned to face me, biting her lip and looking at me.

Husband, do you really mind the physical relationship between us?

I didn't expect her to ask the question so directly, and she was a little stunned for a moment, so she continued.

Or...you let Shunzi go.

what happens?I turned over and sat up from the bed. Why are you?

nothing.My wife shook her head. I just felt that life now makes me feel a little uneasy. He has been pestering me for the past two days and I didn't give it to me. I...

My wife was speechless, and my mind was also a little blocked. To be honest, I don’t understand women’s ideas very much. In my eyes, they were obviously becoming more and more harmonious, but the emotions expressed by my wife in front of me seemed to be struggling and painful.

It’s okay, we agreed to only two months, regardless of whether it’s Chengdu or not.

I have to say that I am trapped in a vicious circle that others cannot understand. I am like a husband who is worried about his wife's cheating and trying to find clues about all this, but I often ignore this vicious circle intentionally or unintentionally. It is what I created by myself.

I took the initiative to invite my cousin to sow my wife, but I forced my behavior into the framework I defined. My desire for children and my subconscious emphasis on husband and wife's feelings is like the two parties competing with each other on a tug of war. At the same time, my wife's loyalty to love and her physical desire for passion are also fierce. I did not realize at all how much pressure my wife was under in such a pull, and what consequences would such pressure eventually lead to.

At this time, I was busy comforting my wife, but did not further observe her expression and emotions, nor even asked what happened in the afternoon. These negligences will make me regret it in the near future.

Our three-person life entered the third week, and it was half way through our agreed period, but my wife's pregnancy test stick never saw the second red bar we expected, and the shocking red that I least wanted to see also arrived as expected.

Yes, my wife had menstruation, but I felt a little relieved for no reason when I was disappointed. Perhaps watching them doing honest piston exercises in front of me did not make me happy or even numb, but it just made the stones pressing on my chest gather more and more. Seeing my wife put her energy back on the housework, and looking at my cousin's hungry eyes that she couldn't get, the pressure on her chest became lighter and lighter.

The dull week passed in the blink of an eye, and the weekend soon came.

husband.

After taking a shower, my wife walked into the room and said to me who was already lying on the bed.

What's up?My eyes moved from the laptop screen on my body to my wife's face.

My wife is a little reluctant to speak, I want to...

What are you thinking?I couldn't help but ask with a smile.

My wife took a deep breath, as if she had made a great decision. I wanted to... sleep in Shunzi's room tonight.

My face twitched for a moment, and I didn't expect her to make such a request, just looking at her with a steady look on her face.

No, I just thought... She was a little panicked by me and quickly waved her hand to explain but didn't know how to explain.

Are you clean?I asked inadvertently.

Well, it was clean this morning.

Is it his idea?I asked.

Actually... it's my idea.She said embarrassedly.

What's your idea?I asked again.

My wife nodded. I still feel that I can't let go when you are there. I still feel uncomfortable when I think of what happened in KTV last time, so I have my own idea.

What's your thoughts?

My colleague told me that when I get married, I will have sex twice or three times every time, and that the probability of success is relatively high, so I won’t do it with him from Monday to Friday next week, and it will be on the weekend... She said slowly lowered her head.

Work hard on the weekend?I felt a little weird laughing.

It's almost that's what it means.

I closed the computer and vented my breath gently. It was rare that my wife could move subjectively in this matter, but I was not at all happy. I was still jealous in my heart. I didn’t know where I was jealous after witnessing my wife’s sex with two men.

Husband...is it OK?The wife asked tentatively.

I nodded gently, my neck was like an old machine bearing making a harsh crunch that only I could hear.

Then... Then I'll go there.The wife said and pointed at the direction of the study.

Well, I still say the same thing, take care of your feelings and don’t follow him too much.I said leisurely.

The wife nodded quickly, "Oh, I will."

She said as she walked out of the room, but my heart felt a sense of unreasonable loss. She no longer had the intention to deal with the work at hand. She turned off the office software and clicked on the web to browse. This is something I must do before going to bed. Watching some anecdotes from all over the world can relieve my tired nerves and help me sleep.

Within two minutes, my wife suddenly returned and put a cup of hot milk in her hand on the head of my bed.

Drinking can help you sleep, remember to brush your teeth.He said that and walked out of the room.

I looked at her back and shook my head with a bitter smile. My wife thoughtfully gave her husband a glass of sleeping milk, turned around and walked into another man's room and went to another man's bed. My life was really full of absurdity and weirdness, but I asked for it myself.

Thinking of this, I raised my hand and stroked my forehead, but I didn't expect that I would knock down the milk cup beside me. Even though I was quick-eyed and quickly helped the cup up, the milk in the cup still fell over on the countertop, and part of it flowed to the ground. I cursed in a low voice, quickly got up from the bed, walked into the bathroom and cleaned it with a towel for wiping the floor. After all, my wife just lay back on the bed, and pushed the door open and came in again.

Yo, you finished drinking so soon?So well-behaved.

She walked over with a smile and picked up the empty cup. I could only smile bitterly and not say that the milk was knocked over. She opened the drawer in the wardrobe and took a set of underwear from it. My heart trembled again when I thought about what was about to happen in a while.

I think I am a gambler now. I have placed a heavy bet for a goal of nothing, and I have no way out. I have to grit my teeth and endure it no matter what I give. Even if I suddenly find that this goal is no longer so important than my efforts, but in order not to make the previous efforts meaningless, I have to grit my teeth and rush forward.

Maybe it was the constant random thoughts that cost me my mind. I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep, and I fell asleep within a while. I didn’t know when I fell asleep, but I just felt that I had entered another world at once. The degree of sleep between the shallow and the middle level made me unable to remember what dreams I had, but I could feel that everything in the dream seemed to be related to my recent experience, and I kept wandering in a space where reality and confusion alternated.

Suddenly, a slight sound shattered my fragile dream. It took me five seconds to confirm whether the sound belonged to reality or dream. It took me five seconds to confirm my condition. I was indeed awakened. The sound came from reality, to be precise, the sound was clicking from the bedroom door lock.

What's going on?

Is his wife back?

She said that she wanted to take advantage of the weekend to come a few more times. I opened my eyes and looked at the electronic alarm clock at the bedside. The digital light displayed on the LCD screen was very soft and not dazzling at all. Three sticks were clearly displayed on it. The current time was 11:00 a.m. She was back so soon?

Thinking of this, I felt a little relieved, and then I heard the sound of the bedroom door being gently pushed open. I squinted my eyes and turned my head to look at the door. With the faint light in the room, I saw a black shadow appearing at the door, but it was not the figure of my wife. The figure seemed very bloated and was moving step by step in the seemingly heavy steps. At that moment, I felt that my hair was about to explode and I was about to jump out of the bed. Just as I was so scared that I was about to scream, a slight but unusually obvious word came into my ears through the tranquility of the night.

What are you doing!I can't say it!

I said it lightly, but it was clearly the voice of my wife. This made me feel relieved and sighed that it was like this and there was a hint of surprise. What was the strange scene in front of me?

I decided to pretend to be asleep and continue to observe.

The figure walked a few more steps into the bedroom with difficulty, and a few sounds of clapping hands came from his ears, which were light but crisp, followed by the sound of his wife's heavy breathing.

My head was still in a chaotic state that I had just woken up from my sleep, and my consciousness was still a little blurred. At the same time, I didn't dare to turn my body sharply because I was afraid of being discovered, so I didn't figure out what was going on for the time being. I saw that the figure continued to walk into the bedroom, and it was in the direction of the big bed. I quickly narrowed my eyes, deliberately making my breathing sound longer, and continued to observe what was going on in this strange figure.