Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

Tick, tick, tick...

At exactly twelve o'clock, several needles overlapped together, making a compound micro-sound that was different from the previous one.

It wasn't noisy, but Xin Tang just woke up suddenly.

He accidentally fell asleep just now and had a dream.

In his dream, he was wearing a blue and white school uniform, frowning and writing something stroke by stroke in the evening self-study when everyone was writing hard.

If the pen is not drawn well, rewrite;

Different sizes, rewrite;

If the first word is not correct, rewrite it;

There are typos, rewrite;

……

I don't know how many times he rewrote it, and the table was full of waste paper. He finally wrote a satisfactory letter, and carefully left the name "Xin Tang" at the end.

As soon as the picture turned, he was already sitting with a person whose face could not be seen clearly. The letter in that person's hand was clearly written by him.

This is... Ying Huan from high school?

Xin Tang tried hard to see Ying Huan's face clearly, but he could only see it dimly, as if a veil of fog blocked his sight.

Just when he was a little anxious, Ying Huan spoke, with a clear and bright voice unique to teenagers, a bit coquettish: "Why are there two colors?"

Xin Tang said proudly: "The 'I' in the first paragraph is me, and the 'I' in the second paragraph is you..."

Before the words finished, Xin Tang suddenly woke up when he heard the sound of the clock hands overlapping.

He subconsciously looked at the letter in his hand, read the second paragraph carefully, and suddenly realized that his feelings for Ying Huan might be deeper than he imagined.

If he loved Ying Huan so much before...

Xin Tang couldn't imagine how uncomfortable Ying Huan felt during this time, and how he pretended to be okay to take care of him who lost his memory.

Thinking of Ying Huan's joy in the afternoon when he said he liked her, Xin Tang was so bored, and suddenly wanted to see Ying Huan very much.

It was already twelve o'clock, and Ying Huan hadn't come back yet.

Xin Tang got up tremblingly, walked to the corridor outside, and found that the door of the study was open, but there was no one inside. The lights in the hall and kitchen downstairs were also on. Follow the lights to find the kitchen, where Ying Huan is drinking water , There are still a few open bottles and jars on the table.

I don't know if it's because of the angle, but Ying Huan's eyes looked extraordinarily red, as if there was a layer of sticky scarlet blood in the eye sockets, but when Xin Tang took a closer look, he found that the red color had disappeared.

Probably really just his illusion.

After Ying Huan swallowed all the water, Xin Tang asked, "Ying Huan, are you sick?"

"It's so late and you haven't slept yet?" As he spoke, Ying Huan cleaned up the bottles and jars on the table with his usual expression.

Xin Tang trotted over to stop Ying Huan's hand, "Are you sick?"

"Honey, I'm glad you're so nervous," Ying Huan drew out the ending quietly, and picked up a bottle casually and pointed it in front of Xin Tang's eyes, "But I'm really not sick."

"Then what are you eating?"

While grumbling, Xin Tang took the bottle and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be just a health product.

"Why do you come here to eat health products in the middle of the night?"

"It's because it's midnight. After staying up for such a long night, what if your face turns ugly and you don't like it?"

"I'm not that kind of person!"

"Then what kind of person are you?"

"I'm...the person who pays more attention to connotation."

"Then I'd rather you pay more attention to your face." Ying Huan's tone was not salty, and it was hard to tell whether he was joking or serious: "After all, I only have a face that can attract you."

"How? You are too unclear about yourself!"

Ying Huan's eyes became deeper and deeper, he really wanted to open the corner of his mouth maliciously, say "Congratulations baby, I guessed it wrong", and then look at Xintang's panicked and frightened expression and invade him regardless.

But what he finally said was softly: "Oh? Then what kind of person am I in Tangtang's eyes?"

"Very careful, and very gentle...Although sometimes it's scary to have a sudden cold face, but...Oh, I don't know how to say it, anyway, you are very good."

Ying Huan was pleased by Xin Tang's earnest way of trying to comfort him, and whispered teasingly in Xin Tang's ear: "You are so good, I would really like to kiss you. What should I do?"

Xin Tang's response was to directly support Ying Huan's face and kiss her.

He deliberately looked like Ying Huan's previous actions, but Ying Huan's mind was countless times clearer than his. No matter how much he bit Ying Huan's lips and licked Ying Huan's jaw, Ying Huan just didn't let go. After working hard for a long time, I was just tired and didn't get any cheap.

Xin Tang was a little anxious, "What are you doing?"

Ying Huan covered Xin Tang's mouth with her palm, "My mouth smells like medicine, next time, you can kiss any way you want."

Xin Tang's eyes widened: You obviously want to kiss me!

Ying Huan burst out laughing, "Oh, I'm sorry, obviously I want to kiss Tangtang, but I can't wrong my baby Tangtang, then I'll save it first, and kiss Tangtang next time, okay?"

Just next time!

The two returned to the bedroom hugging each other, Xin Tang's hands and feet were numb from the cold, and she couldn't wait to nestle back on the bed.

However, Ying Huan was not in a hurry to go to bed. After tucking up Xintang's quilt, she tore off the tie with one hand and said, "I'm going to wash up, you go to bed first."

"Well, it's late, remember not to wash your hair."

"I see."

Xin Tang was really sleepy. As soon as Ying Huan left, he closed his eyes and almost fell asleep, but it was too cold in the quilt, and he didn't really fall asleep after being in a daze for a long time.

After about ten minutes, Ying Huan came out. It was like a small heater that dissipated heat. Not only did she not lose her body temperature under the cold blanket when she got into bed, but it even warmed the area she was lying on.

Subconsciously, Xin Tang leaned towards a warm place, and Ying Huan wrapped his arms around him, pulling him directly into his arms.

With his warm chest on his back, and his hands being held in his palms, Xin Tang fell asleep completely before the lights were turned off.

The next morning, Xin Tang woke up from the cold.

He opened his eyes and found that Ying Huan had already woken up. He finally understood that his body was a piece of iron, which could only absorb heat but not store it. Once the heat source around him disappeared, even the bed would not even try to stop his body temperature from dropping. .

After lying down for a while, the cold was unbearable. Xin Tang was about to get up, but Ying Huan opened the door and came back with two hand warmers in his hand.

Both were already hot, Ying Huan stuffed one of them into Xin Tang's hand, and put the other in along the end of the bed, touching Xin Tang's cold feet by the way.

"Itchy..." Xin Tang exerted a little force, trying to pull his foot back.

Ying Huan grabbed his ankle and couldn't help pulling it towards him. He liked to grab Xin Tang's ankle and drag him back when he couldn't bear it and wanted to run away.

But now is obviously not the right time, his voice is cold, and it is completely hard to hear that the bottom of his heart is already dark | desire is surging: "You are not ticklish,"

After a pause, he gave a low laugh, "Is there anything on your body that I haven't touched? Don't lie to me, I know everything."

Xin Tang's face was slightly red, and he was not so thick-skinned and said directly that he felt ashamed to be held by his feet.

Fortunately, Ying Huan didn't make things difficult for him, and quickly withdrew his hand. After pressing back the quilt tightly, he connected the two charging cables that were just placed on the bedside table to the socket, and put them within Xin Tang's reach. , "The red line is for warming your hands, and the black line is for warming your feet. Don't touch it when charging."

"understood."

"You're not in good health. I haven't found the reason for the sudden fainting last time. Don't go out alone recently. Tell me what you want to do. I will spend time with you."

"Oh."

"Also, breakfast is in the kitchen. Remember to warm it up before you eat it. If I don't come back at noon, my aunt will come over to cook. Just tell her what you want to eat."

Ying Huan was born with a beautiful and stern face, which is suitable for being aloof and detached from the world. Now that he is explaining these trivial matters carefully, it is even more exciting.

Xin Tang's heart was beating so fast that he didn't dare to look at Ying Huan directly for a while, and said dryly: "I see, I'm not a child, don't you still have to go to work? If you hang on, be careful not to be late."

"It's getting late." Ying Huan glanced at the wall clock, touched Xintang's face, and said with a smile, "But there is still time to kiss Tangtang."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed Xin Tang, but he kissed the back of Xin Tang's hand.

It was the first time that Xin Tang reacted so quickly after waking up. He couldn't believe it, blinked his eyes slowly, and said in a low voice, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"It's ok."

Ying Huan kissed Xin Tang's hand without hesitation, and the tip of her tongue brushed Xin Tang's fingers on purpose, it was itchy and numb, and Xin Tang was shaking uncontrollably.

When Ying Huan finally let him go, Xin Tang shrank directly under the blanket, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, staring at Ying Huan vigilantly and shyly.

Ying Huan rubbed the top of his hair amusedly, "Wait for me."

Xin Tang snorted twice, then whispered: "Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Ah."

Ying Huan walked to the closet in two or three steps, and changed into a suit on the spot.

Xin Tang couldn't help but look at his back, and came to the conclusion that "he has a really good figure". He has muscles, but not exaggerated, and his lines are particularly smooth and beautiful. Slender and implying explosive power.

The most striking thing is the faint scratches on his back, which have scabbed over, but one can imagine how hard he was scratched at that time.

Xin Tang quietly glanced at his nails, his ears turned red, and silently retracted his eyes under the blanket.

After a soft rustle, when Xin Tang got out of the bed again, Ying Huan had disappeared.

Xin Tang picked up the novel on the bedside table and read it for a while—it was brought by Ying Huan just now, probably because he guessed that he didn't like the two boring books on the bedside table, so he took two novels to relieve his boredom .

Oh, why is Ying Huan so good!He probably saved the Galaxy in his previous life to meet such a good lover as Ying Huan.

Laying on the bed and reading half a novel, the hand warmer lost its temperature after being charged twice. Finally, Xin Tang felt a little hungry and got up from the bed.

The breakfast that Ying Huan prepared for him was ordinary millet porridge and steamed dumplings, and he thoughtfully left a post-it note with instructions on how to use the microwave oven.

Xin Tang made a hot breakfast and ate breakfast while watching TV. Just halfway through the meal, there was a sound of unlocking the door. Soon, a middle-aged woman with vegetables opened the door and walked in.

The woman didn't seem to expect that Xin Tang was here, she was still staring at her, and she shuddered and threw the shopping bag to the ground.