Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

This was the first time that when Ying Huan came back, the living room lights were off, and there was no familiar figure on the sofa.

The reason is obvious. One day when he was not at home, something unpleasant happened.

Ying Huan turned on the light and walked straight to the second floor.

It would be great if people's hearts could be restored as easily as the line.

Unfortunately, people have too many emotions, so they are especially easy to be defeated.

He thought, when God bestowed abundant emotions on human beings, was it out of preference or punishment?

When God takes away a person's feelings, is it punishment for him, or is it a blessing that he will never be sad again?

Sure enough, he found Xin Tang in the bedroom.

Xin Tang only occupied less than one-third of the small space, curled up and buried under the quilt, and people outside could only see a bulging ball, a bit pitiful and cute at the same time.

Ying Huan slightly curled his lips, as if satisfied with his keen intuition, he walked to the bed, patted the bulge on the edge, "Tangtang, are you asleep?"

Xin Tang didn't respond.

But any sensible person here should turn off the lights and go out quietly, but Ying Huan has never been a sensible person.

"I'm back Tangtang, don't sleep."

Ying Huan forcefully tore away a corner of the quilt, exposing Xin Tang's messy hair, and he rubbed it twice with great interest.

Xin Tang didn't even open her eyes, she just avoided Ying Huan's hand and shrank even more into the bed.

Ying Huan pressed Xin Tang and lifted him up a little, "Don't hide, Tangtang, open your eyes and look at me, huh?"

"Don't be unhappy, I'm not at home today, you can't be unhappy with me, can you?"

After all, he leaned over and kissed Xin Tang, just touching his forehead with his lips affectionately. If the weird atmosphere between them was ignored, they really looked like a loving couple.

Finally, Xin Tang couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed Ying Huan away, "Don't touch me!"

"What's the matter? Did something bad happen during the power outage?"

Xin Tang stared into his eyes, and said word by word: "I already know that my parents' car accident was because of you, because of the video you posted, isn't it!"

Ying Huan didn't feel guilty at all, and even put on a sad expression: "Why is it because of me? Tangtang, if you miss me so much, I will be very sad."

With such a sad expression, there was no trace of falsehood, and Xin Tang was in a daze for a moment, wondering if he believed Tang Jiuri's words by mistake.

But in the next second, the words Ying Huan spit out made him feel like falling into an ice cellar:

"People didn't come because of me, and I didn't drive the car. How could it be because of my car accident?"

"If it wasn't for the video you posted, why would they rush out to find me? How could there be a car accident?"

"Tangtang, you also know that the car accident happened because they came looking for you, how could it be because of the video I sent?"

"No!" Xin Tang slapped Ying Huan's hand away violently, trying to maintain his messy thoughts so as not to be distracted by Ying Huan, "It's not because of me, it's because of you, it's because of the video you posted! It's because of you I didn't get home on time...not because of me!"

He felt terrible, he seemed to be dragged into Ying Huan's vicious circle of thinking, and he couldn't find a strong reason to break out of this vicious circle.

——It was his bullying that made Ying Huan resentful, it was he who offended too many people, it was he who took the initiative to find Ying Huan who didn't come to school, it was his not coming home on time that caused his parents to feel anxious...

Was he...caused all this?

Xin Tang hugged his head, feeling a headache that was about to split. Something was crazily accumulating in his heart, as if it was going to break through his body, and there would be a terrifying eruption like magma gushing out.

Ying Huan, who was the instigator, didn't realize that he had brought Xin Tang pain—or he deliberately didn't realize it.

He embraced Xintang with a pitiful expression: "Okay Tangtang, if this matter makes you so sad, let's stop discussing it, okay?"

"Come on, come with me, you haven't eaten lunch yet, are you hungry?"

Xin Tang struggled to push Ying Huan away, "Go away! I'm not hungry! I don't want to see you!"

As if he didn't mind, Ying Hao stretched out his hand and tried to touch Xin Tang again: "Tang Tang, stop making trouble, be good, give me your hand."

Xin Tang looked at Ying Huan who was pressing towards him, and at a certain moment, the anger accumulated in his heart suddenly soared to the peak——

When he touched the lamp on the bedside table, he grabbed it and threw it at Ying Huan.

"I let you go! Why do you have to force me! Why!"

Ying Huan probably didn't expect that Xin Tang would really hit him with an iron desk lamp, so he didn't dodge.

"Boom—" There was a muffled sound, and bright red blood flowed down Ying Huan's forehead.

As if red roses bloom in the snow, the extreme purity and the extreme bright red form a strong visual impact.

Ying Huan staggered, a little unsteady, he pressed the wound, and the blood soon came out from his fingers again.

"I, I never thought about..."

Xin Tang threw away the blood-stained lamp, and was so confused that he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He wanted to say that he never really thought about making Ying Huan like this. He thought Ying Huan could escape, but he just wanted to force Ying Huan away Ying Huan.

"It's okay, Tangtang," Ying Hao hooked his lips, his pale lips were stained with some blood, and his smile became more and more flamboyant, "I'll be fine, don't be afraid."

Ying Huan's voice seemed to calm Xin Tang down a bit.

Xin Tang supported Ying Huan, "You, stop talking, I'll call an ambulance for you, where's your phone?"

"In the bag." Ying Huan replied weakly.

Xin Tang hurriedly put Ying Huan on the bed and found the phone in his trouser pocket.

Ying Huan suddenly grabbed Xintang's hand, "I'll do it."

Of course, Xin Tang would not argue with Ying Huan at this time, and gave Ying Huan the phone directly.

Ying Huan dialed a number, and the other person connected quickly. He just said "Come in" and hung up the phone.

Before Xintang could ask anything, Ying Huan said, "Help me down, Tangtang."

Xin Tang helped Ying Huan down, and as soon as he reached the stairs, he saw the door was opened from the outside, and two men in formal suits walked in with a sharp aura.

"Don't be nervous, it's mine." Ying Huan patted Xin Tang's obviously tense body and comforted her.

"What do you mean?"

"You are tired, just rest at home, don't worry about me, I will be back soon."

To put it bluntly, Ying Huan still didn't let Xin Tang go out, even though his head was smashed through, he just called people in instead of letting Xin Tang send him out.

Xin Tang watched helplessly as the two helped Ying Huan out, and the door was closed again.

"Om - hum -"

It wasn't until the sound of the mobile phone vibrating suddenly appeared that Xin Tang suddenly came back to his senses.

Xin Tang followed the voice and went back to the bedroom, picked up the phone that Ying Huan had thrown on the bed, it was a phone number without notes.

He clicked on the connection, and before he could speak, there was a rapid roar like a machine gun:

"Young Master! Eldest Young Master! I beg you, okay? How long have I given you the medicine? You're asking me again! Did you eat it as jelly beans? Well, even if you don't take your own Take your body seriously, you like to eat it, I don’t care, but do you think that thing is growing potatoes? It’s so easy to have? Don’t torture me, okay?”

Xin Tang looked at the screen again, making sure there was only a number and no notes, and asked, "What medicine is he taking?"

The opposite side instantly became deathly silent.

"What medicine is Ying Huan taking?" Xin Tang asked again.

"Who is Ying Huan?" The person opposite resolutely pretended to be stupid, "I'm sorry, I may have made a mistake."

After all, the man hung up the phone directly.

A busy tone came from the mobile phone, Xin Tang clicked into the call history, and found that Ying Huan had called this person quite a few times, and it was definitely impossible for him to make a wrong call as he said, but unfortunately, when he called again, the other party refused received.

Xin Tang vaguely remembered something, and stopped calling back the phone - at the beginning, he broke the vase and found the note just to eavesdrop on Ying Huan's phone call, triggering a series of subsequent events.

At that time, the center of their discussion seemed to be not to take too much medicine.

But... Hasn't Ying Huan stopped taking the medicine?

What went wrong?

Xin Tang was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, the sky was getting darker and darker, the whole room could not be seen, but Ying Huan still did not come back.

It's funny to say, before being tightly held by Ying Huan in his arms, he felt suffocated and couldn't sleep, but without Ying Huan tonight, he felt unaccustomed, and kept thinking of Ying Huan's head covered in blood, and still couldn't sleep .

I don't know how long it took, but Xin Tang still didn't fall asleep, but he suddenly figured out about the medicine.

It was true that Ying Huan stopped taking the medicines, but he only stopped seven kinds of medicines, and there was a red pill, even if Xin Tang didn't tell him, he still took it on time every day.

In other words, it is very likely that Ying Huan has been taking two kinds of medicines all along. The mysterious person on the other end of the phone actually wanted Ying Huan to stop taking the red pill, but he mistakenly thought that Ying Huan was going to stop treating schizophrenia. He even asked Ying Huan to control his drug intake.

It was from then on that Ying Huan's temper became more and more moody, which led to the current result step by step.

Xin Tang suddenly didn't feel sleepy, staring at the ceiling, thinking, did he really do something wrong that made things develop to such an irreversible point?

When Ying Huan came back, he brought back the air-conditioning all over his body, probably because of this, he didn't hug Xin Tang, but just covered his eyes vaguely, and said, "Go to sleep."

The familiar faint cold fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and Xin Tang felt sleepy unexpectedly, and slowly fell asleep.

Xin Tang was dreaming again.

The timeline of the whole dream is very long, it can almost be said that it is the longest and most complete dream that Xin Tang has had for so long.

At the beginning of the dream, Xin Tang was sitting numbly by the window, the TV was on, the host of the show laughed exaggeratedly, and the whole living room seemed noisy, but Xin Tang didn't respond at all.

Aunt Huang came and babbled to Xintang for a long time, most of which were words to persuade Xintang to take it easy. The matter has come to this point, and she can't resist, so why not just accept it, at least, she can see that the husband is really very happy. love him.

Xin Tang turned a deaf ear to it.

Aunt Huang's throat was dry, and her eyes were filled with embarrassment, but in the end she just sighed helplessly and went to the kitchen to cook.

When she left, she didn't notice the flicker of madness in the numb Xin Tang's eyes, and followed her footsteps.

Aunt Huang was washing vegetables when Xin Tang dragged a vase and slammed it on the back of her head.

Aunt Huang fell to the ground and couldn't even get up, but she was still persuading Xin Tang: "Mr. Xiao, don't do anything stupid. What can you do even if you go out of this door? Mister stay outside." You can't run far without someone."

"Listen to Aunt Huang's persuasion, don't be stubborn with your husband, just be soft with him, and just pretend that what happened today didn't happen."

Xin Tang didn't care so much, dragged Aunt Huang to the door, and opened the door with her fingerprints.

The sun shone on his face, and the air was filled with the sweetness of freedom.

Xin Tang showed a dazed smile, and walked out step by step.

He used his last bit of strength to climb out of the iron gate and almost fell to the side of the road. Tang Jiuri, who appeared out of nowhere, just happened to support him.

"Brother, rest when you're tired. When you wake up, I promise, you've already left here."

Xin Tang closed his eyes in relief.

He had already made an appointment with Tang Jiuri. He tried to find a way to leave the villa. Tang Jiuri would deal with the people outside and take him out of here.

He didn't ask Tang Jiuri where the money came from, he knew it must be in a wrong way, but he wanted to leave here so much, so he agreed to Tang Jiuri's plan.

Now, he can safely close his eyes.

When he woke up, Xin Tang had already left the suffocating villa.

Xin Tang was taken to an isolated fishing village by Tang Jiuri, and lived a peaceful life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. In order not to be found by Ying Huan, he obeyed Tang Jiuri's words and did not use any electronic product.

The days were bitter, but Xintang's heart was at peace that he hadn't seen for a long time.

But this peace was broken one day, when Ying Huan found him, instead of tearing Xin Tang into pieces angrily, he dismissed the people who came with him, like an ordinary tourist who lived in Xin Tang of foothold.

It's just that Tang Jiuri's experience was not so lucky. Ying Huan forced Xin Tang to see what happened to Tang Jiuri.

Only then did Xin Tang know where Tang Jiuri got the money to escape with him.

Tang Jiuri cast a shadow on his benefactor, and while the benefactor was in high spirits, he opened a ladle for the benefactor, took away the benefactor's money, and took Xin Tang away.

When Xin Tang was hiding from Ying Huan, he was also hiding from his creditors. Unfortunately, they didn't escape in the end.

That person was not like Ying Huan, he was reluctant to strike, he almost beat Tang Jiuri to death in a rage, Xin Tang promised Ying Huan everything, and persuaded Ying Huan to save Tang Jiuri.

The long dream is over, and the sky is already bright.

Xin Tang opened his eyes and found that Ying Huan was sitting on the bed reading a book, while he was leaning against Ying Huan's arms in an extremely intimate position.

"Tangtang, good morning, why are you crying? Did you dream about something unpleasant last night?"

Ying Huan greeted Xin Tang without any suspicion, and placed a good morning kiss on his forehead.

Xin Tang pushed Ying Huan away, not knowing what to say.

There were too many messy things, he himself was a little bit confused about his feelings, he didn't know whether he hated Ying Huan more?Still love Ying Huan a little more.I don't know whether to blame Ying Huan more?Or blame yourself a little more.

"Do you know what day it is?" Ying Huan continued to ask.

After a pause, Ying Huan asked and answered: "The vernal equinox is very suitable for outings. Do you want to go? I'm a wounded person, so I don't need to go to work."

"I'm going out?" Xin Tang asked suspiciously, his voice a little hoarse.

Ying Huan handed Xin Tang the warm water on the bedside table, and replied, "That's right. Drink some, your voice is hoarse."

Xin Tang took the water, lowered his eyes and swallowed most of the glass.

He didn't want to talk, he didn't want to think, he just wanted to go out, even if he just sat quietly by the side of the road for a while.