Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

"Ying Huan..."

Xin Tang was a little scared and called Ying Huan's name in a low voice.

Ying Huan acted as if she hadn't heard of it, she laughed enough, raised her head, still looking in the direction of the door, and never looked at Xin Tang from the beginning to the end.

"Liar." He suddenly cursed in a low voice, while holding on to the wooden escalator and staggered down, it seemed that he might fall down at any moment.

Xin Tang was terrified when he saw it, and he didn't care what happened, so he ran over to support Ying Huan.

The cold hand touched Ying Huan's feverish body, like an ice cube falling into boiling water, and goose bumps spread rapidly from the contact place.

Xin Tang was taken aback for a moment, and the next second, Ying Huan suddenly shook off his hand, and he himself fell to his knees on the ground because of his unsteady standing.

A pair of sharp-boned hands tightly grasped the armrest, and the pink joints gradually faded to a terrifying bluish-white color, which showed how much strength Ying Huan had exerted.

Xin Tang grabbed his hand, but couldn't pull it away.

During the whole process, Ying Huan kept her head down, as if she didn't know that there was someone beside her, and she was so silent that Xin Tang felt suffocated.

"Ying Huan... What's wrong with you? What liar are you talking about? Who is a liar? Look at me, don't ignore me. Ying Huan..."

I don't know if his call had an effect, Ying Huan raised his head, but his eyes only made Xin Tang feel helpless and frightened——even though he was standing in front of Ying Huan, Ying Huan's eyes didn't focus on him , as if looking through him to see something behind.

Xin Tang turned his head slowly, wondering what was behind him. At this moment, Ying Huan suddenly shook off his hand again, and at the same time, there was a loud "bang" in his ear.

Xin Tang hurriedly looked back, and saw Ying Huan smashing a crack in the armrest with a thick wrist.

Ying Huan was panting heavily, and her suppressed growl was somewhat hysterical: "Liar!"

"Ying Huan, look at me." Xin Tang lifted Ying Huan's face, trying to pull his mind back, "I'm Xin Tang, and I'm here. Calm down, no one will lie to you."

Ying Huan couldn't listen to a word, his eyes were never focused on Xin Tang, only distorted anger kept accumulating.

The dark eyes are getting deeper and deeper, just like the sky covered with black clouds before the storm, it is so dull that it is hard to breathe.

Xin Tang's hands began to tremble, and the vague feeling in his subconscious emerged again - run, run quickly.

The current Ying Huan made him feel scared, so he subconsciously relaxed a little bit, just lifting Ying Huan's chin falsely.

He didn't understand how things turned out like this, everything was fine before he went downstairs, why he left for a few minutes, and Ying Huan became what he is now.

At this moment, Ying Huan stood up holding on to the banister of the stairs, passed Xin Tang, and walked towards the door.

In a short distance of less than [-] meters, Ying Huan stumbled. His route was very strange, and he seemed to spare no effort to crash into obstacles along the way.

Seeing that he had reached the door, Xin Tang exhaled, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and rushed over to stop Ying Huan.

"There's a lot of snow outside, you still have a fever, don't go out. Do you want to do something?"

"Go away!"

Ying Huan threw Xin Tang away angrily, and the sudden burst of force threw Xin Tang directly into the corner.

Xin Tang didn't feel much pain, and quickly got up to stop Ying Huan again.

"Ying Huan! What's wrong with you? I'm Xin Tang, don't you recognize me?"

Ying Huan really didn't recognize Xin Tang. When he was stopped by Xin Tang, he was so angry that he was like a trapped animal. He pulled him down several times, and the situation had turned into a fight.

Xin Tang never thought that he and Ying Huan would have such a day.

There is a huge difference in strength between the two, but only Xin Tang retains a clear mind, and he will not be beaten badly unilaterally when facing Ying Huan.

While avoiding, Xin Tang was thinking about how to restrain Ying Huan, but there was no convenient tool near the entrance, and he couldn't think of any useful method in a short time, so he could only hide around in embarrassment.

In the end, Ying Huan, who was in the upper hand, was annoyed by this situation, and seized the opportunity to strangle Xin Tang's neck from behind, showing no mercy at all, and soon made Xin Tang feel a burning pain in his chest.

At this time, Xin Tang didn't care about not hurting Ying Huan, so he kicked his foot on the wall and disrupted Ying Huan's footsteps with the huge reverse thrust.

Ying Huan's body swayed, Xin Tang seized the opportunity, hugged Ying Huan's arm and threw it sideways, and hit the wall with Ying Huan.

There was a buzzing in the head, and the two of them lost their strength at the same time, slid along the wall and sat on the ground.

After a while, Xin Tang's tinnitus improved a little. He turned his head and saw Ying Huan, who had blood on his forehead, with his eyes closed and passed out.

Xin Tang patted his head and found that he was still in good condition, not bleeding at all, compared to Ying Huan, it can be said that he was covered with iron head skills.

He laughed at himself, this can be considered a good thing, at least he doesn't have to sit here with Ying Huan all night.

Ying Huan still has a high fever. If she sat in the porch all night with her injuries, she might be dead tomorrow.

Xin Tang sighed, carried Ying Huan up the stairs without any complaints.

This time he was really exhausted, so he tried his best to bandage Ying Huan's wound, and fell asleep on the bed.

Falling asleep quickly, but he had a long and confusing dream.

In the dream, he was running for a long time, and it seemed that someone was chasing him, but he didn't dare to look back to see who it was.

Many people saw him along the way, but most of them were watching with cold eyes. Occasionally, someone was willing to talk to him, but when he stopped, his expression suddenly changed and he was dragged to the spot.

Xin Tang struggled to get rid of those people, but suddenly fell into the icy world, his eyes were covered with pale and cold snow.

He ran forward for a long time, his body was frozen stiff, and every time he raised his feet, he relied on perseverance to support him.

At some point, the sense of crisis lingering in his heart disappeared, and an idea popped up in his mind—the person chasing him disappeared.

Xin Tang's footsteps stopped slowly, but he still walked forward aimlessly, he didn't dare to stop, he was afraid that if he stopped, he would close his eyes forever.

After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, a villa appeared in front of his eyes. In the snow and ice all over the sky, that house was like a safe house, attracting tourists to walk in.

Xin Tang's numb eyes suddenly brightened, and he didn't even know what he was happy about, so he just ran in without any defense.

The moment he opened the door, he was swallowed by darkness.

A sense of suffocation surged up, and the anger in his body seemed to be sucked away by an unknown force, making him want to lower his head, close his eyes, and fall asleep peacefully.

Xin Tang suddenly opened his eyes, and found that he was locked in a transparent glass box, and there was nothing in the box, and the ground under his feet was dry gravel.

He became the only rose in this barren land.

A man whose face couldn't be seen came to water him—even though he couldn't see his face clearly, Xin Tang was sure that he must be very good-looking.

The man poured water on him, and would also ramble on about something, but Xin Tang didn't have the energy to hear what he said clearly, and could barely hear the man say "like" countless times.

Since you like me, why can't you save me?

Some people's love makes people free, while others' love finds ways to rob.

Xin Tang was awake for less and less time, and every time he closed his eyes, he couldn't predict the time when he would wake up again. He hadn't seen the person who watered him for a long time.

Until one day, when a pair of hands supported him, the movement was loud, causing him pain. He opened his eyes and saw the man again.

The man finally took him out of the glass box, and the long-lost fresh air revived him a little, and he suddenly felt that he had a chance to continue living.

But the man just put him aside casually, and carefully put another delicate rose into the glass box.

"Little Fei..."

This time, he heard the man's lingering voice.

"Hoo!!!"

Xin Tang suddenly opened his eyes, waking up from a desperate dream. The cold and quiet room made him a little confused whether it was reality or a dream.

After a while, he remembered that the voice should belong to Ying Huan—the name he had forgotten in the dream, and he was finally sure that he had indeed woken up.

Xin Tang slowly turned his neck to look around, and found that Ying Huan was no longer on the bed.

He wasn't awake yet, so he ran out while he fell asleep? !

Xin Tang was a little annoyed that he slept so soundly last night, he threw off the quilt and ran downstairs in a hurry without even wrapping up a coat.

The door was still shut, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tangtang..." A weak voice came from the direction of the right hand.

Xin Tang turned his head and saw Ying Huan leaning against the door of the kitchen. His brows and eyes were a bit sleepy, but his eyes were clear, and he had obviously regained his senses.

It seems that he went downstairs to take medicine immediately after waking up. Could it be that Ying Huan's bewildered state last night was because he didn't take the medicine for personality disorder and fell ill?

"You worked hard yesterday..."

"Who is An Xiaofei?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Ying Huan's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his eyes and asked softly, "You remember?"

"You told me this name yesterday. Don't you remember what happened yesterday?"

"I don't remember, what did I do yesterday?"

When he heard that Ying Huan didn't remember anything, Xin Tang's mind suddenly became active. He coughed twice and cleared his throat, and said, "Yesterday you hugged me and cried and asked me why I didn't like your face. I don't know. You never said such a thing, do you think I'm An Xiaofei?"

Xin Tang said this on purpose, just to wait for Ying Huan to refute him, so that he could ask something else.

But he never expected that Ying Huan would rub his forehead and apologize to him: "Sorry...I wasn't sober yesterday."

Xin Tang: "???"

Xin Tang became angry all of a sudden, "You really use me as a stand-in?!"

"You're very different from her, but you do remind me of her sometimes."

Ying Huan is always so honest that it makes Xin Tang angry when she shouldn't be.

Xin Tang remembered the dream last night, and became even angrier. He almost gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Who is she? Your first love?"