Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

Xin Tang woke up suddenly, at first he was still wondering why he woke up again, but soon realized another more important problem - Ying Huan was not on the bed.

Judging by the brightness in the room, it was obviously still midnight, where did Ying Huan go at this hour?

Xin Tang turned on the light and went to the bathroom to take a look, but there was no one there.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the bedroom door and walked out. As soon as he entered the corridor, he found that the lights were on downstairs.

Xin Tang frowned, walked down, and saw Ying Huan taking medicine in the kitchen again.

"Why are you taking medicine again? Didn't you stay up late today?"

Ying Huan put down his cup, his brows and eyes slightly curved, as if he was just doing a very normal thing.

"Health care products are only effective if you insist on taking them."

"Then why do you insist that I come down to eat after I fall asleep? Are you hiding something from me?"

"Baby, you have to read to me right after blowing your hair. I just waited until you fell asleep to find time. I didn't hide anything from you."

"Then you can tell me, I'll just wait for you, it's so cold in the middle of the night."

"I'm not cold," Ying Huan waved, like teasing a puppy, "Come here."

Xin Tang was upset, but she walked over obediently, "What are you doing?"

Ying Huan pulled him to the gap between him and the cooking table and stood there, holding Xin Tang's hand into his clothes.

"Check baby, am I cold?"

Xin Tang pretended not to care and touched it twice. The undulating muscles were not exaggerated, but warm and elastic with a sense of strength, and the protruding hip bones were also extremely sexy.

Ying Huan hooked her lips and asked, "Am I cold? Baby?"

"No...not cold."

Xin Tang pulled his hand out with difficulty, but Ying Huan held it down unexpectedly, "You're so cold, don't take your hand out."

"This, this, isn't it good?"

"What's wrong? I'm your husband, Tangtang."

Xin Tang suspected that Ying Huan had deliberately lowered his voice so low, it sounded hoarse and lingering, half of his bones were crushed.

Unfortunately, he couldn't resist this kind of offensive at all.

Oh, never mind, what happened to his husband if he touched it?

Xin Tang buried her head in Ying Huan's arms, and wrapped her hands honestly around Ying Huan's waist. The cold hands fell on Ying Huan's smooth and warm back, making her extremely comfortable.

He didn't look up, so naturally he couldn't see Ying Huan's deep and dark eyes. Ying Huan lowered his head and kissed Xin Tang's hair, and continued to pack the medicine bottles on the table.

After amnesia, I am much more honest than before.

After packing up the bottles, Ying Huan directly held Xin Tang's thigh, picked him up in this position, and walked upstairs steadily like holding a child.

Xin Tang swayed his calf leisurely, climbed more than half of the stairs, and then asked Ying Huan if he was tired.

"I'm not tired," Ying Huante easily turned Xin Tang upside down, "I used to do this all the time, and I've practiced it."

Xin Tang didn't quite believe it, "Why do I always let you hug me like this?"

Ying Huan chuckled, and said the strangest words with her pretty face like a fairy: "Because this pose is the deepest."

"Hold!"

The little pride in Xin Tang's heart disappeared all of a sudden, she just felt that Ying Huan's hand holding his thigh was as hot as a soldering iron, struggling and wanting to jump out of Ying Huan's arms.

"do not move."

Xin Tang is not stupid, so he slandered in his heart, what are you waiting for?Still want to jump off.

Ying Huan patted his butt impatiently, and deliberately lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "If you move again, you will take off your pants and fuck you here."

The skin on Xin Tang's back tightened, and goose bumps appeared.

If you don't move, don't move, eh.

Ying Huan was somewhat regretful, and walked upstairs, and couldn't help saying: "You can try to do it when you go upstairs next time."

Xin Tang was terrified, and hit Ying Huan's chest hard with his head, "Shut up, you!"

Ying Huan accepted it as soon as she was ready, and stuffed her back into the quilt to get ready to sleep.

Xin Tang's body temperature was low. In the past, Ying Huan took the initiative to bring Xin Tang over and hug her to sleep from behind.

But this time Ying Huan had just laid down under the blanket, when Xin Tang rolled over on his own initiative, put his hands under his clothes and hugged his waist as before, and buried his face in his side neck.

"Don't talk, sleep."

Xin Tang pre-empted the attack, in case Ying Huan said anything about tigers and wolfs.

He thought, anyway, he always sleeps in his arms, and Ying Huan's waist is so comfortable to hug, it's useless not to hug her!

Ying Huan looked down at the person in his arms who fit him perfectly, and his eyes gradually became warmer.

This sleep was quite good. Although Xin Tang would inevitably be woken up when Ying Huan woke up the next morning, he didn't get up out of breath after sleeping comfortably, and he didn't fall asleep immediately after being stuffed with two hot water bottles. , but showed a pair of eyes after watching the whole process of Ying Huan changing clothes, and then closed his eyes covering his beating heart.

Ying Huan is very sensitive to sight, so he naturally knew that Xin Tang had been looking at him, but he didn't poke it, lest Xin Tang shrink back from being too shy.

When Xin Tang finally woke up, the sun had already set in the corridor.

Xin Tang thought about it while washing up. Aunt Huang really had no obligation to tell him anything. The most important thing for him now was to quickly think about what birthday present he should prepare for Ying Huan.

It's a pity that he can't go anywhere by himself. After much deliberation, at most he can make a birthday cake with Aunt Huang.

——If Aunt Huang can do it.

It's a pity that his plan was forced to abort before it started. Today, after Aunt Huang came in, she greeted him in a very businesslike manner and went straight into the kitchen. Xin Tang didn't even have time to say a word .

Xin Tang: "!!!"

She should be the one who was wronged, but she still has this attitude today!

After waking up from amnesia, Xin Tang had never experienced this kind of inexplicable grievance. Seeing Aunt Huang like this, she instantly lost any thought of asking her for advice, grabbed a pen and paper and ran upstairs.

He didn't know that after he left, Aunt Huang, who was concentrating on cooking, suddenly stopped and looked at the direction he was leaving with a preoccupied look.

Xin Tang came to the study, and used the computer in the study to search for cake-making tutorials. After writing down all the materials needed, he passed it to Aunt Huang to remember to prepare it tomorrow.

Aunt Huang put away the note, her attitude was still neither soft nor hard, "Okay, Mr. Xiao."

Xin Tang: "..." Annoying!

Xintang was so angry that he missed half a bowl of rice at noon.

In the afternoon, Xin Tang continued to go to the study computer to learn how to make cake videos. After watching several videos in a row, they were all similar. Xin Tang could even restore the steps and pictures of making cakes by closing his eyes.

He felt that it was almost done, and just as he was about to turn off the computer, his gaze inadvertently glanced at the small advertisement for Bu|Ken Pills in the corner.

It's not that he wants to invigorate the kidneys, it's just that when he saw this ad, he couldn't help but think of the health supplements that Ying Huan ate at night.

In other words, with so many bottles and cans, what is Ying Huan doing?

Xin Tang became interested, ran downstairs to the kitchen, opened the cabinet and took out Ying Huan's medicine bottle.

There are calcium supplements, vitamin B complex supplements, vitamin C supplements, lutein ester tablets, fish oil capsules, and even a few bottles in English, which Xin Tang can't understand.

I don't know if I don't count it, but Xin Tang was startled when he counted it today. Ying Huan took eight bottles of these pills in total.

Who eats health care products in such a way?

Xin Tang's intuition was wrong, so he went upstairs with these bottles and cans, and searched the same thing on the computer, and he found out that something was wrong—the pills in six bottles of them were all changed, and they were the same as he was on the shopping website. The physical picture found on the Internet does not match at all!

There were still two bottles of Xin Tang left without pictures, but he guessed that they were probably not original.

Ying Huan obviously didn't want to tell him what was wrong with him, but Xin Tang had already noticed something was wrong, so how could he continue to pretend that he didn't know anything.

He had to figure out a way to figure out what kind of medicine Ying Huan had changed, or in other words, find out what kind of disease Ying Huan had.

Xin Tang found that among the eight kinds of pills, only one was very special - the whole pill showed a very ominous black-red color, and if you smell it carefully, it seemed to have an uncomfortable smell of blood.

He entered these characteristics into the search box, but he didn't expect to find the same medicine at all.

Xin Tang frowned, thinking he was wrong, this kind of pill is so special, it shouldn't be impossible to find it.

Not to mention the other pills, except for the different shapes, they all smell like medicine, and it is impossible for him to search for the specific type even if he is given another year.

Things seemed to be at a dead end.

Xin Tang frowned, and searched for a while according to the characteristics of the red pill, but there was really no news, so he could only give up this path and start from another direction - to find out what kind of disease Ying Huan had.

Since so many medicines have been prescribed, there must be cases.

The case... a few sheets of tissue paper...

Xin Tang glanced at the documents on the table, and suddenly came to a decision - the case is most likely to be here, after all, he doesn't come here often, and there are many documents to confuse the public, any place is an excellent place to hide the case.

He immediately searched for the place facing the documents or blank paper, but couldn't find it, so he went to the bookshelf again, and even took out the books and flipped through them one by one to prevent the medical records from being caught in the books, but it was a pity that his eyes were blurred. , still nothing.

Xin Tang stood by the bookshelf and scanned the entire study room, wondering if he had guessed wrong.

Until his eyes swept over Ying Huan's seat, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, remembering what he had overlooked:

Last time Ying Huan gave him discarded documents as a draft paper drawer!

Xin Tang ran to the desk in a hurry, opened the drawer, took out all the waste papers inside, turned through from beginning to end, and finally found the case at the bottom.

Ying Huan's... case.

He opened the case slowly, and even thought about what he would do if Ying Huan got terminally ill, but he never thought that the last word that caught his eyes would be - schizoid personality disorder.

The main symptoms are:

“Few things to do to have a pleasant experience”

"Apathy"

"Limited ability to express feelings of warmth, thoughtfulness, anger, etc. to others"

"Without close friends, you cannot build trusting relationships with people"

wait. (Note)

So, what is that gentle and considerate Ying Huan who loves him and wants to make love with him?