Not necessarily true - Chapter 19, The Trip

I didn't see Du Hui the next morning. I wandered around the office for a while and came back in the afternoon. For the first time ever, I cooked a meal and then sat at the dining table waiting for Du Hui to return.
The food I cooked must have tasted terrible. Although Du Hui kept trying to stuff the food into his mouth, I still noticed the gurgling, hard swallowing sounds coming from his Adam's apple. For some reason, the more he did that, the happier I became. Maybe this is what people mean by "the feeling of living life"? After Du Hui had almost finished eating the food I cooked, I finally asked him, "Why were we sitting at that table last night?"
Du Hui took a sip of soup, stared at me for a long time, and said, "You didn't expect that?"
I fiddled with the spoon in my hand: "You don't need to show your card to enter, and you can sit in the only seat that's different from everyone else. Do you think I can understand that?" Du Hui blushed slightly.
I continued, "Actually, you're the boss there. You organized all these 'activities,' am I right?"
Du Hui nodded: "I can't hide it from you anymore, and I don't want to hide it from you anymore. The reason I started doing these things in the first place was because I wasn't good enough. In other words, only in those situations did I feel like a real man..."
"You're pretty much there already." I thought back to what happened last night. "Wasn't it already possible to go in? You've treated other women like this before, haven't you?" Asking this question suddenly made me feel a little sore.
Du Hui quickly shook his head: "No, yesterday was the first time. I've never succeeded before..."
"What about yesterday?" I leaned closer to Du Hui. "Was anything different?"
Du Hui thought for a moment, then slowly replied, "The only difference is that you're here with me. I think... maybe because you're my wife... pretty much."
I frowned: "Does that mean you need your wife to be around?"
Du Hui shook his head again: "I don't know either, I just feel pretty excited, I think it's..."
"You really are..." I didn't know what to say for a moment, "If it's useful, I can spend more time with you..."
"This..." Du Hui looked at me gratefully, "You don't have to force yourself."
I laughed: "Consider it treatment... Speaking of which, didn't you say you guys were weird? I really don't see anything special about you."
Du Hui laughed too: "Because it was the first time I took you there, I was afraid of scaring you, so I kept things simple last night."
I said "Oh," and then added, "Okay, I'll go with you next time, let's see what other tricks you two can pull."
After the conversation ended, Du Hui and I took the children downstairs for a walk. There were many people with children in the neighborhood. I'm not good at chatting with others, but Du Hui chatted with other parents with ease. Throughout the whole process, his face was filled with joy. I couldn't tell if it was because he loved his children so much or because of what I had just promised him.
However, Du Hui did not immediately arrange the next activity. A few days later, one evening, he suddenly suggested to me that we go out. This was the first time he had suggested that we travel together since we met. I am actually a person who hates going out, but seeing Du Hui's expectant look, I still agreed.
Then came the choice of travel destination. Du Hui wanted to go abroad, but I flatly refused. My foreign language skills were never good to begin with, and after not using them for many years, I had forgotten most of them. Going to a place where I couldn't understand what others were saying made me feel completely unsafe.
I expressed my concerns, and Du Hui said he understood, so we finally decided to go to a coastal city.
I invited my parents to come to our house to take care of the children, but actually it was more to keep an eye on the nannies. I didn't need them to do any work; I just wanted to make sure they took good care of the children.
I dislike the sea. Every time I take a cruise and see the endless expanse of water, it always fills me with a strange sense of fear.
However, after resting for a day at our destination, we still planned to spend the next day at the beach.
I hate sunbathing because I care a lot about getting tanned, so I stayed under a parasol and lay on a blanket to unbutton my swimsuit. Du Hui carefully applied sunscreen to my back, and his hands tickled me.
Just as I was dozing off, a white man walked past us, stopped beside us for a moment, and said something to Du Hui that I didn't understand. I only heard Du Hui exchange a few words with the man, and then the white man smiled and walked away.
I remained lying down, lazily asking Du Hui, "What did that person say to you?"
Du Hui smiled and said, "He said you're very pretty and asked if I minded if you slept with him. I agreed."
"Nonsense!" I glared at Du Hui. "I don't believe anyone would talk to someone like that. Besides, what man would agree to another man's suggestion?"
Du Hui pinched my back: "But he did say you're very pretty, I think he probably wants to sleep with you."
Hearing him say that, I continued, "If he really told you, would you agree?"
"Who knows!" Du Hui teased me. "If it satisfies you, I might agree."
I wrinkled my nose: "You really are... Don't forget I'm your wife." After saying that, I paused for a moment. When did I start to genuinely consider myself Du Hui's wife? Even if I thought that way, would Du Hui really consider me his husband?
However, Du Hui was right about one thing: the foreigner seemed genuinely interested in me. After a while, I saw him place a blanket next to us and start chatting with Du Hui. I didn't know what he was saying, but I noticed that his eyes kept looking at my butt, which made me very uncomfortable.
As evening approached, Du Hui and I left the beach. After dinner, Du Hui suggested we go for a walk. While I was changing, he suddenly said to me, "Xiuxiu, don't wear a bra, okay?"
I stared at Du Hui: "What?"
Du Hui answered decisively this time: "I would be very excited."
I don't care about wearing a bra or not. Even if people see my protruding nipples, it doesn't really matter, especially in a city where nobody knows us. What I find strange is why Du Hui suddenly wants me to do this. If it's really as he says, I'd be happy to do it. His problem might be the only obstacle preventing us from being a normal couple. If… But another concern popped into my head: "Du Hui, you know that ever since that incident, I've wanted to live a normal life, I don't want to…"
Du Hui nodded: "Me too, but I'm like this now... If my illness can be cured, I promise you we'll live like any other couple."
"Is this a promise?" I asked Du Hui.
Du Hui smiled at me and said, "Yes."
On a bustling summer street, a breeze blew under my skirt, making my lower body feel cool and instantly lifting my spirits. I really enjoyed the feeling. However, when I noticed that almost every man walking by was staring at my chest, I realized that the neckline of my skirt was a bit too low.
Turning my head, Du Hui was particularly excited, especially when he realized someone was looking at me.
Back at the hotel, Du Hui couldn't wait to strip me naked, but as soon as his penis touched my genitals, he ejaculated immediately, just like the first time. When I lay down on my side, I saw that Du Hui looked utterly dejected.
"How could this be..." Du Hui looked at his penis, "I felt it so intensely just now?"
I wiped myself down there: "What are you thinking?"
"I..." Du Hui gritted his teeth, as if making a huge decision, "When I see other women being... I feel very excited. Last time you were there, I felt almost... I think if I saw you being seen by someone else, maybe..."
"So that's what you meant." I was silent for a moment. "You brought me out here so others would see me, and then..."
"It's not entirely that..." Du Hui shook his head, "but I did have that idea, I didn't expect it still wouldn't work."
It turns out that Du Hui was trying to excite him this way. He could have told me the truth: I don't really care about being exposed. I'm not a little girl, so I don't have any sense of shame. All I have to deal with is saving face, and in this unfamiliar city, I don't care.
"If that's what you want, how can I help you?" I said to Du Hui very seriously.
Du Hui remained silent for a long time, seemingly lost in thought. After a long while, he finally spoke to me again: "Let me think..."
Ignoring what he was thinking, I turned over and went to sleep. When I woke up, it was already morning. I turned my head and saw Du Hui's bloodshot eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night.
Seeing that I was awake, Du Hui smiled awkwardly at me: "Xiuxiu, I think..."
"What's wrong?" I rubbed my eyes. "What are you thinking about?"
Du Hui took a box out from under his pillow: "Could you... wear this...?"
I took the box and opened it. Inside was something that looked like a butterfly, with a ring-shaped ribbon on each of its wings.
Although it was the first time I'd ever seen something like this, I understood what it was for. The phallus shape on it was so obvious; it would be strange if you couldn't tell.
I held the little thing in my hand: "Does this make you happy?"
Du Hui nodded, and I hung the two straps on my thighs and pulled them down to my hips. But what happened next made me hesitate because my vagina was very dry.
Du Hui obviously noticed the problem too. He sat down next to me and rubbed my labia with his fingers. Soon my lower body became wet. He then inserted his fingers into my vagina and moved them back and forth a couple of times before pulling them out and laughing.
I inserted my penis into my body and hung the straps on both sides around my hips. Only then did I notice that the butterfly had a small protrusion at the front and back, which could just rest against my clitoris and anus. I couldn't help but marvel at how much people these days can do.
Walking in this thing is really uncomfortable. I feel like my posture is a bit weird. When we sat down at the restaurant, I said to Du Hui, "This thing doesn't feel like anything. Do you think it's fun?"
Hearing me say that, Du Hui reached into his pocket, and I immediately felt something vibrate in my body. I felt a tingling sensation in my vagina. I squeezed my legs together and stared at Du Hui: "Is this thing remote-controlled?" Du Hui was still smiling, and I saw a large bulge in his crotch.
I've never had such a painful breakfast. That thing kept vibrating inside my body, and lustful fluids were seeping out. But it wasn't nearly as satisfying as being penetrated. It was a feeling of emptiness, neither here nor there. All I wanted to do was finish eating quickly and go back to the room to make love. But Du Hui didn't have that thought at all. After breakfast, he dragged me out onto the street.
Although I don't mind the strange looks from others, the unfulfilled desire makes me very uncomfortable. Compared to the teasing of this toy, I would rather Du Hui find me a man, but that's not what I want right now. I just hope that Du Hui can return to normal as soon as possible, which would be better for both of us.
The long day finally came to an end. Back at the hotel, Du Hui was just as eager as the day before, but he still failed. I stood with my legs apart facing him, not knowing what to say, and all I saw was Du Hui's silent frown.
Time ticked by, until it was completely dark. Suddenly, Du Hui stood up from his chair, knelt down beside me, and touched my legs. "Xiuxiu, I want to ask you for a favor!" His expression was serious. I closed my legs. "Why are you suddenly like this?"
Du Hui shook his head vigorously: "You don't have to agree, and I know I shouldn't make this request, but... I still want to beg you..."
"What exactly happened?" A vague thought flashed through my mind, but I didn't dare to say it aloud.
Du Hui looked at my face, but avoided my gaze: "I want to see you having sex with a man..." His hands started to tremble after he said that.
"I..." This is exactly what I'm worried about. In the past, I wouldn't have cared about sleeping with other men, but now, I've clearly decided not to do anything reckless anymore.
Seeing that I didn't speak, Du Hui slowed his voice and continued, "I know this isn't fair to you. You don't need to answer me now; just tell me tomorrow morning. Whatever you decide, you're not wrong."
I turned off the lights and lay in bed, Du Hui's words echoing in my ears. Never before had anything made me so hesitant to make a decision. Even when I broke up with Wang Bin back then, I didn't have so many concerns. But this time was different...
When I opened my eyes in the morning, the first thing I saw was Du Hui's expectant gaze. I didn't say anything, but just nodded gently to him. When Du Hui hugged me tightly, I suddenly felt a little bittersweet. I hoped that what I was about to do would be worthwhile. Looking at the sunlight outside the window, I repeatedly comforted myself.

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