【The Lost Beloved Wife】(14)

14. The Sorrow of Lijiang

I must say, our decision to go to Lijiang was incredibly hasty. But thank goodness, December

is clearly the off-season for tourism in Lijiang. We easily booked discounted direct flights from Beijing to Lijiang;

and even more easily, we quickly found a charming guesthouse, a sunny room.

Far from the freezing cold of Beijing, in the southwest of Lijiang, although the temperature was only in the teens and a bit chilly,

the warm winter sun shone through the window, and I suddenly felt the taste of a ray of sunshine.

"A ray of sunshine…" my wife murmured, clearly understanding my sentiment.

I don't believe in love like "until the mountains crumble and the heavens and earth unite, I'll never part from you." That kind of love is too

ethereal, like the veil shrouding Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, destined to be torn to shreds by the wind one day; I'd rather bask in

a ray of sunshine , holding my wife tightly. Let this moment of warmth keep our love fresh and new.

But then, my wife's phone beeped with a text message.

My wife pulled away from my arms, glanced at her phone, and her face suddenly darkened. I knew

what was wrong, of course; I figured I had the patience to win her back, so I'd give her time to sort things out.

I told her I needed to get something from the front desk and then left the room.

The young woman who had checked us in was gone; a woman who looked like a young married woman was in the room instead. After chatting

for a bit, I learned she was the landlady. She looked at me cheerfully: "Xiao Mei mentioned you two earlier. You and

your girlfriend?" I smiled and told her we were husband and wife.

"Xiao Mei said a particularly beautiful and elegant girl came to stay at the hotel. It seems you're a lucky man

to have married such a beautiful wife." I thanked her; the landlady, understanding the situation, didn't press further and instead

enthusiastically introduced me to all the great places in Lijiang.

When I returned to the room and was about to push the door open, I heard my wife's voice inside: "

Please stop talking, okay?... I won't see you..." The person on the other end of the phone must still be saying something, because

after my wife said that, a while later, I heard her say, "I'm not talking to you anymore. He'll be back soon

..."

I pushed the door open. My wife was hanging up the phone, her face flushed, her chest rising and falling slightly.

********************************************************** My wife and I walked hand in hand through the narrow streets

of

Lijiang Old Town. Suddenly arriving in such an unfamiliar

place seemed to bring our hearts closer. It had been so many years since we'd taken a walk like this;

when was the last time we strolled hand in hand? The answer to that question was as distant and vague as Beijing itself.

Bathed in the warm sunset, looking at the buildings where time seemed to stand still, my wife's mood clearly

improved . She stopped in a shop selling Naxi clothing, trying on the simple yet brightly colored Naxi

garments, a long-lost smile on her face.

When the shopkeeper helped her change into Naxi clothing, even I, who had seen my wife many times, couldn't help but be struck by her beauty.

They say clothes make the man, but that saying was utterly wrong when applied to my wife. To me

, those clothes, though vibrant, were somewhat rustic. But when she wore them, the dimly lit

streets seemed to radiate light, making her look like a beautiful Gesang flower, both passionate and elegant, playful yet

dignified.

Our first night in the small town of Lijiang was spent in passionate lovemaking with my wife.

As if blessed by the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, I was a valiant general tonight. When I thrust my

hard member into her body, I felt her writhing and panting beneath me. Her

hands gripped my back tightly, letting my tongue and member plunge deep into her, churning and swirling. "Xue, I am your man, I will fuck you for a lifetime, no one can take you away..." I cried out almost breathlessly as

I approached climax . 　　"Husband..." Was that the murmur of an insect? 　******************************************************** 　　The landlady was truly a shrewd businesswoman; over the next two days, she introduced a friend who took all. 　　My wife and I lingered amidst the beautiful scenery; only occasionally would my wife lower her head to reply to text messages, and sometimes she would avoid me to make phone calls. Watching my wife intently answering the calls, I felt a pang of disappointment and jealousy. 　　But just having my wife by my side made me incredibly happy. Moreover , our lovemaking every night always brought me to the peak of pleasure. 　　Before I knew it, Christmas Eve 2011 was approaching. 　　December 24, 2011, Lijiang. It was a somewhat cloudy day. These past few days, with constant sightseeing during the day and lovemaking with my wife at night, had left me a little tired. Wanting to spend a romantic Christmas Eve , I fell into a deep sleep on the bed in the guesthouse after lunch. 　　When I woke up, it was already past 5 p.m. My wife wasn't in the room; I figured she was probably enjoying a coffee in . That was her most frequent way of passing the time since we arrived. 　　I got up and went downstairs, where I ran into the landlady. I asked her if she'd seen the snow. 　　"Didn't she go out?" "Go out? When?" I couldn't recall my wife mentioning going out . 　　"She probably rushed out around 1 p.m., saying she was going to buy something. Didn't she tell you?" I answered vaguely and went back upstairs. 　　What was my wife doing out at this hour? Remembering it was Christmas Eve, I wondered if she'd gone out to buy a present. 　　I lay back on the bed, idly picking up my phone from the bedside table and looking through it. 　　I noticed a text message from an unknown number. The message contained an email address and a string of numbers: 201314. 　　This mysterious message, if not a prank, was clearly trying to tell me something. I immediately got up, opened my laptop, and typed in the email address; I suspected the string of numbers might be the password, so I entered it...

I entered the code, and sure enough, my email opened. The inbox contained only a few spam emails; the outbox was empty

. Only the drafts folder showed one unsent email.

I opened the drafts; it was an email with no subject and no content, but it had an attachment that looked somewhat

like a video file. The attachment was named "Snow Water."

I double-clicked the video file, and while waiting for it to open, my heart inexplicably raced; what secret did this mysterious

message hold? A bad feeling swept over me, but at the same time, it aroused my

intense curiosity.

The video opened. After a brief shake, the image stabilized; clearly, the camera had been placed in a

stable location, directly facing the doorway. The upper right corner of the screen displayed the time: 2011.12.

24 13:56.

A knock sounded at the door, and the man got up to open it. Who else could it be but his wife?

She was wearing the Naxi clothing he had bought last time, her hair casually draped over her shoulders.

"You've really ruined my life. I told you not to come, but you insisted..."

"I told you, today is our two-year anniversary, and I would definitely come to celebrate with you..."

"You bad man, I don't want you to celebrate... Let me go... Ah..."

Before she could finish speaking, her words turned into a scream, because the man had already grabbed his wife from behind; his head was also

turned around by the man, and he shoved his tongue into his wife's mouth without saying a word.

The camera facing them captured this scene: the man's hands reached inside his wife's clothes and skirt,

climbing up her high breasts. The thick bodice of her clothes was stretched high, and her breasts were shaking violently inside.

"Say you missed me..."

"No..."

However, in a short while, his wife's clothes were taken off piece by piece, until she was left with only a pair of

underwear, which stretched tightly against her high mons pubis, clearly revealing a deep and long slit.

The man's one hand roughly pinched and kneaded the woman's nipple, while his other hand moved

downwards , tracing the seam of her underwear.

He clearly knew her erogenous zones well, quickly arousing her to moan softly. She wrapped

her arms around his head, her tongue darting in and out.

"You're already wet down there, your body doesn't lie. You're being naughty, I'm going to punish you…

"

he said, pressing her against the edge of the bed and slapping her upturned buttocks repeatedly. Suddenly, she

trembled all over.

He pulled her up and embraced her from behind again. A

wet patch . While caressing her breasts, he whispered in her ear, "Do you know? I want

the sunshine of Lijiang to witness our love…"

Her eyes glazed over.

He pulled down his pants, and a thick, long penis sprang out. He pressed her

down.

My wife obediently knelt on the stall, opening her mouth to take the penis in. The warm afternoon sun shone on their

naked bodies.

Although my wife had given me oral sex before, her teeth always touched my penis, so she

rarely did it again. This time, however, was the first time I had truly seen

how went in and out of my wife's mouth.

"Xue, you said you and your husband were in Lijiang, and I panicked. I couldn't sleep for several nights, my mind was filled with

your image..."

My wife didn't answer, her head moving back and forth; only her eyes were open, and the look in her eyes as she looked at the man was

surprisingly tender and alluring.

Suddenly, the man's movements quickened, penetrating deeper and deeper into my wife's throat, so much so that my wife

tried several times to break free from his thrusts, but her resistance only resulted in the man tightening his grip on her head

. Finally, the man thrust his hips forward, his buttocks beginning to contract in waves.

"Swallow it all, swallow it all, lick my cock clean too..."

My wife covered her mouth, frowning as she swallowed all the semen in her mouth. Then, with her left hand holding the man's penis, she

skillfully swept her tongue from the base to the tip, and then enveloped the entire penis once more.

On the ring finger of her left hand, the diamond ring I bought for her sparkled in the sunlight.

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