Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

"Oh? What do you remember?"

Ying Huan's expression was too calm, as if he didn't care what Xin Tang remembered, maybe because he really didn't feel guilty for what he had done, or maybe, he was sure that even if Xin Tang remembered, he couldn't escape him.

Xin Tang lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing the hideous wound, "I remember, half of this wound is due to you."

During this process, he kept staring into Ying Huan's eyes. What made his teeth shudder was that there was really no trace of guilt or guilt in Ying Huan's eyes.

Ying Huan brushed the scar lightly with her fingertips, her tone was light, even a little tender, "Don't you think it's beautiful? This is the most satisfying mark I left."

Xin Tang only felt a chill!

He flicked Ying Huan's hand away, "You're crazy."

"I'm sober, Tangtang, if you let other people mark you with eternal life, I will be very jealous."

Ying Huan looked at the ugly scar with great interest, but there was some morbid obsession in her eyes that made Xintang's scalp tingle, "Look, when you see this scar, you will always think of me, this is the scar. My most successful mark."

"You lunatic..."

Apart from that, Xin Tang couldn't think of anything else to say to Ying Huan.

A fatal wound, in his eyes, turned out to be just a sign of a territorial struggle. Does he even have the slightest respect for life?

Ying Huan didn't feel bad about such comments, and said, "Tangtang, if you knew how charming you were back then, you would understand me."

Before the voice fell, he stood up happily as if thinking of something, "Yes, I should let you see it, so that you can understand."

"I don't want to watch it." Xin Tang replied coldly.

But such a stop was of no use to Ying Huan, he quickly selected one from the pile of CDs under the TV cabinet, and put it into the CD drive.

"I don't watch." Xin Tang repeated.

Ying Huan turned a deaf ear and turned on the TV.

Xin Tang simply got up and planned to leave here. He had just stood up and before he could leave, Ying Huan, who had already turned on the TV, turned around and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Don't go anywhere, stay and watch with me."

It's a pity that the smile was not as good as his eyes, and it was as cold as a winter day covered with heavy snow.

Stared at by such eyes, Xin Tang's teeth trembled involuntarily, and he almost bit his lip to calm himself down.

He estimated the distance between Ying Huan and him, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

There were no urgent footsteps behind him, but it didn't make him feel good. Xin Tang hid in the bathroom of the bedroom on the second floor, locked the door behind him, and curled up in the corner, but he still didn't feel safe at all.

After a while, the sound of footsteps urging to death came from outside the door, unhurried and in the same rhythm, and seemed to have some specific sense of rhythm, which almost made Xin Tang's heart beat at the same frequency.

Finally, the footsteps stopped, and a vague figure appeared outside the translucent frosted glass door, like a ghost.

Xin Tang stared nervously at the door lock, hoping that Ying Huan would not be so perverted to have the key to the bathroom door.

But in the next second, the harsh sound of the keychain hitting broke his fantasy, the lock turned, and the door opened with a "click".

Ying Huan still had that terribly false smile on his face, "Tangtang, didn't I tell you? You want to stay and watch with me. How could you run away alone?"

Xin Tang broke down a bit: "I said it too, I don't want to watch it! I don't want to watch it!"

"Hey, don't make trouble, otherwise, I will be angry."

Xin Tang trembled with anger at his righteous words.

angry?Isn't he angry?He was deceived so badly, why did Ying Huan continue to threaten him without guilt? !

"Okay," Ying Huan walked towards Xin Tang slowly, and pulled him up forcefully, "You don't want me to be angry either, do you?"

Ying Huan half-dragged and half-hugged Xin Tang back to the first floor, pressed the person firmly on his lap, pressed her intimately against Xin Tang's neck, and played the video.

Xin Tang had already completely remembered the whole process, but it was completely different from watching another person filming him. Xin Tang was so painful that he almost vomited.

However, Ying Huan pinched his chin and forced him to watch the pictures on TV, especially the movement of Xin Tang pushing his wet bangs to the back of his head. Ying Huan repeatedly went back and watched it many times.

"Don't you think? You are very sexy like a little leopard, full of untamed wildness."

After a short pause, Ying Huan chuckled, put his lips against Xintang's ear and said, "Of course, you are also very beautiful after domestication, because there is always a part of you that cannot be domesticated, which supports you from attacking gradually." Sexy soul."

Xin Tang only found it harsh. He turned his head to avoid Ying Huan's lips, and said in disgust, "I'm a human, not a dog you use to tame!"

Ying Huan was not obsessed with chasing Xin Tang's ear, Xin Tang turned his head to avoid it, so he took advantage of the situation and kissed his stretched neck, "Yes, you are not a dog, you are my Tangtang."

After finishing speaking, he bit Xintang's side neck.

That bite was really hard, and Xin Tang gasped in pain. He even suspected that Ying Huan had bitten his neck.

"Go away! Don't touch me!"

Xin Tang struggled violently, not wanting Ying Huan to bite even harder, as if he wanted to tear off a piece of his flesh. He had no doubt that Ying Huan would really do such a thing, and stopped embarrassingly.

Ying Huan gently licked away the oozing blood: "It will be fine if you keep acting like this."

Xin Tang closed his eyes, and only cursed in his heart: Get lost.

The next morning, Xin Tang woke up from the bed, still feeling very uncomfortable, but he didn't lie down much, and went downstairs after a simple wash.

Sure enough, Aunt Huang has come and is arranging the ingredients.

Xin Tang walked into the kitchen without saying a word, and pulled Aunt Huang out.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Aunt Huang was confused by the Erzhang monk, and followed outside in a daze, while asking.

However, Xin Tang didn't say anything. He didn't say anything until he got to the bathroom and locked the door. Then he said, "Aunt Huang, I want to leave here. Can you open the door for me?"

He no longer cared that if Ying Huan saw him and Aunt Huang going into the bathroom together, he would try to ask them about the content of their conversation.

Anyway, Ying Huan is a lunatic, there is no reason at all.

Without even thinking about it, Aunt Huang directly rejected Xin Tang's request; "This...Little Mister, don't make things difficult for me."

Just helping to deliver the news without telling Ying Huan, she was so flustered that she couldn't sleep all night, how dare she open the door and let Xin Tang go?

Besides, it's not like she hasn't done this kind of thing before. Not only did she fail to help Xin Tang, but she also got herself imprisoned. Until now, she still couldn't get rid of Ying Huan's punishment.

No matter what, she dared not do it again.

This was just Xin Tang's expected answer, and he was not disappointed. He just lifted the hem of his clothes to let Aunt Huang see his scars.

"I remembered some very important things yesterday, including where this wound came from."

"I was stabbed because of Ying Huan. He saw me but didn't save me. He said he didn't like people leaving marks on me-he called such a fatal stab wound a lifelong mark, so he spun blade, creating a larger scar with his own hands over the original mark."

"Not only that, my parents had a serious car accident, my mother died on the spot, and my father was permanently disabled as a result, drinking heavily all day long, and finally died of alcohol poisoning, he was also inextricably linked to the car accident Relationship."

"Aunt Huang, he's a madman, I can't stay here any longer."

The same conversation happened again, and Aunt Huang was so dazed that she almost thought that everything that happened afterwards was just her dream.

If she hadn't been moved by such words, if she hadn't opened the door to let Xin Tang go...

A trace of resentment flashed in Aunt Huang's eyes, but soon, she realized what a terrible thought she had, and the blood on her face faded away instantly.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, I really can't do such a thing..."

Aunt Huang hastily apologized, wiped her tears, opened the locked door and ran out.

Xin Tang took a slow look at the wound again, and put down the hem of his clothes.

He didn't want to embarrass Aunt Huang like this, but Aunt Huang was his only way out now.

This villa is simply monolithic, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is impenetrable, it is impossible for Xin Tang to break out violently.

Only Aunt Huang, moreover, Aunt Huang who is ashamed of him...

Xin Tang could completely imagine why Aunt Huang felt so guilty towards him. It was because she knew what happened before and helped Ying Huan hide it from him, so she felt ashamed.

But fortunately, it is only for him to use the space.

Because of what Xin Tang said, Aunt Huang was obviously a little absent-minded in the second half of the journey. She planned to leave after cooking, and didn't notice that Xin Tang followed her quietly.

As usual, Aunt Huang just opened the door for only one person to pass through, and was about to get out, but she didn't expect a hand to suddenly strangle her neck from behind and throw her back hard.

She was dizzy from being thrown, and couldn't get up for a long time, only to see Xin Tang fully opened the door, planning to go out...

don't want! ! !

Aunt Huang didn't know where she got the strength suddenly, she rushed forward and hugged Xin Tang's leg, crying bitterly to dissuade him:

"Little Mister, I beg you, don't go out, if you walk out of this door, Mister will kill me!"

Xin Tang looked at Aunt Huang who was hugging his leg with complicated eyes, and kicked her away without hesitation, "Aunt Huang, let me go, I must go out today. If you are so scared, go out too , don’t come back again.”

"I can't help it, Mr. Xiao. My son is seriously ill and is in urgent need of surgery. I can't go anywhere! Please, for the sake of helping you before, please let me live."

"You don't want to say it so terrible. Now it's a society ruled by law, can he just kill you casually?"

"Mr. Xiao, it's all deceitful people on TV. I have no money and no rights. Even if I die, who will help me to seek justice? Please, don't go out."

"You will die, what about me? Will I survive if I stay here?"

"Why not? Mr. He loves you, no matter what he does, he will not hurt your life, but I am different. What capital do I have to live in front of Mr. if I do something wrong? Mr. Xiao, I have never knelt down in my life I have come down to beg a few people, but I really beg you, don't go out, just do it."

Aunt Huang sniveled and burst into tears, which can be said to be the level of tears for those who heard it, "Mr. Xiao, it doesn't matter if I die. I am old and I have lived enough, but my son He's only 30 years old, his life has just started, and he can't live without me. Please do me a favor and help our mother and son, I will repay your kindness as a cow and a horse!"

As I said a long time ago, Xin Tang is an idealized hero who always favors the weak too much. Obviously, he himself can't protect himself. Hearing Aunt Huang's tearful plea, his legs seemed to be filled with lead. , how can not take that step.

After a long time, Xin Tang sighed, "You go, what do I want you to do?"

Aunt Huang felt remorse and guilt for a moment, regretting her carelessness, and being ashamed that she had thought of "regret helping Xin Tang" before.

Xin Tang's uprightness made the hypocrisy in her heart nowhere to hide, she didn't dare to look at Xin Tang, thanked him inarticulately, and slowly closed the door.

He had free air briefly, but he let it out so easily.

Xin Tang slumped helplessly on the ground, wondering what to do after counting.

And although Aunt Huang managed to persuade Xin Tang to go back, she also felt uncomfortable. Her mind was full of Xin Tang's eyes that gradually dimmed when the door was closed, and she secretly cried twice while sitting on the bus before she managed to calm down. mood.

Because of what happened at the door, Aunt Huang didn't go home as usual, but went to the hospital.

Looking at the emaciated son on the hospital bed, she couldn't help crying again. She tried her best to suppress her crying, not wanting to wake up the person on the bed.

Her son who was thinking of her only saw her impatient face: "Why are you here again?"

Aunt Huang pursed her lips, "I'm a little worried about you."

"Worried? If you really care about me, have you borrowed enough for the surgery?"

"Also, a little bit."

"If you don't have money, get out! If you don't have money, you come here to cry for funerals, bad luck!"

"How can you talk to me like that?" Aunt Huang was extremely sad, the tears flowing from her dry red eyes seemed to be a little red, "For your sake, I didn't get a good night's sleep, so you just, Can't you forgive me a little bit?"

"Then are you about to die? Look at what I look like now. I don't know if I can open my eyes next time when I close my eyes. If you were not so poor that you had no money to see a doctor for me, I would have dragged myself to this point ?"

"I gave you all the money, and even pasted my coffin book, haven't I done enough?"

Aunt Huang was so sad that she almost passed out. If it wasn't for the money, she wouldn't have helped Ying Huan do those unconscionable things. As a result... she ended up like this now.

Seeing her like this, the sick son not only had a bad face, but also showed resentment: "If you don't have money, don't give birth to me, and make me suffer together."

There were no more voices in the ward, only intermittent crying as thin as a gossamer, which made people upset.

Just when he could hardly bear to get angry again, a haggard woman walked in with a vibrating mobile phone: "Mom, it's the number you asked me to pay attention to earlier, he called."

Aunt Huang hurriedly wiped away her tears, "Hey, give it to me."

She took her mobile phone with her, and only pressed to answer when she reached a corner where no one was around: "Hello."

"Hello, Aunt Huang, I'm Tang Jiuri." Tang Jiuri's lively voice came over, mixed with excitement that couldn't be concealed: "Did you give him the letter? What did he say?"

"Give it."

Aunt Huang briefly described what Xin Tang said and what he remembered.

"Wow, the effect is much better than I expected~ It seems that I can meet him earlier. Aunt Huang, you will have a solution, right?"

Aunt Huang glanced in the direction of the ward, and sighed slightly, "This...it's hard to do, there are surveillance cameras everywhere in the villa, and Mr. Ying also arranged for someone to watch me outside."

"It's hard to do, which means there is still a way?"

"Let me think about it again."

"Okay~ I'll wait for your good news~"

Different from Tang Jiuri's lively voice, his face was a bit frighteningly gloomy, and he didn't know what the old woman was afraid of?There is no hesitation!

He really, really wanted to meet his brother again.

Xin Tang didn't know what Tang Jiuri was planning. At the beginning, he contacted Tang Jiuri only to get an introduction to restore his memory. Now that his memory has basically recovered, there is no need to contact Tang Jiuri again.

He hadn't forgotten that Tang Jiuri was the person Xin He wrote in his suicide note as "not to be close friends". Although he didn't know why, he was willing to believe Xin He's words.

——That was his father, an ordinary but great man who died alone, bearing the life of his wife, the resentment of his children, and the unbearable truth.

In the past few days, the relationship between Xin Tang and Ying Huan has dropped to freezing point.

At the very beginning, Xin Tang even showed his intention to go on a hunger strike—it wasn't that he wanted to take the initiative to go on a hunger strike, but that he really didn't have any appetite. He didn't eat breakfast because he got up late, and he didn't eat lunch because he looked unappetizing. At night, he still didn't eat much. No hunger at all.

Obviously Ying Huan cooked a table of his favorite dishes, but he didn't even move his chopsticks to serve them.

"Why don't you eat? Your body won't be able to take it anymore." Ying Huan touched Xintang's face and asked worriedly.

Xin Tang didn't respond, and Ying Huan didn't mind, so he picked up a piece of cold lotus root and fed it to Xin Tang's mouth, "Aren't you hungry? Try it?"

Xin Tang didn't look at him, and didn't speak.

Ying Huan sighed quietly, "I've never fed anyone else with my mouth, it might be a little disgusting, you don't want to try it either, do you?"

Xin Tang was finally willing to look at Ying Huan. He hadn't spoken for a whole day, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "You know nausea too?"

"Why is your voice so hoarse? Let's have some porridge first." Ying Huan put down his chopsticks, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and cooled it carefully, "Open your mouth, huh?"

His attitude was very tough, as if if Xin Tang didn't eat, he would really want to feed him mouth to mouth.

Xin Tang could only force himself to open his mouth to drink the porridge, it was just porridge, he didn't want to take the chewed rice grains from Ying Huan's mouth.

After drinking half a bowl of porridge, Xin Tang couldn't take it anymore, as if something was churning in his stomach, making him want to vomit.

"I can't drink anymore..."

"Look, if you don't eat for a day, how can your stomach bear it? Don't do this again tomorrow, you know?"

"I can't eat it because I'm sick." Xin Tang said every word: "You make me feel sick."

The faint smile on Ying Huan's face finally dissipated completely, and she stared at Xin Tang expressionlessly, "Disgusting? Then it's disgusting until you get used to it."

It was a night that Xin Tang didn't want to recall, Ying Huan not only stepped on his face, but also smeared messy liquid all over his body.

For the next two days, Xin Tang vomited whatever he ate, and a grain of rice didn't enter his stomach.

On the third day, Xin Tang was able to calmly accept the drink that Ying Huandu poured into his mouth.

On the fourth day, Xin Tang drank a whole bowl of porridge. Ying Huan hugged him happily and kissed him. Xin Tang skillfully suppressed the tumbling feeling in his stomach, and just wanted to end it all quickly.

Xin Tang's mental state is really bad, day by day, the naked eye is visibly haggard, which makes Aunt Huang's heart suffer.

He could have chosen to run out that day.

Finally, when Tang Jiuri proposed to meet Xintang again, Aunt Huang agreed: "I can help you, but only if you can see him."