Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

The interrogation police have asked the same question back and forth countless times, but still can't find the loopholes in Tang Jiuri's words. He should have continued to ask, but Ying Huan came, so he temporarily backed out and left some time To Ying Huan.

Ying Huan walked in with Xin Tang.

Tang Jiuri's expression of not being afraid of boiling water when he came to a dead pig suddenly changed. His red eyes looked at Xintang's hand held by Ying Huan, "Brother, are you here? Are you here to see me?"

Xin Tang didn't speak, he didn't like to open his mouth to talk recently, he always felt very tired.

But Tang Jiuri didn't need his response. He wiped his tears and asked, "Brother, you know me, don't you trust me? I just want to see you. I really didn't join Aunt Huang in burglary." , you believe me right?"

As he said that, his eyes suddenly became resentful, and he stared straight at Ying Huan: "It's him, he already knew that I went to find you that day, so he forced Aunt Huang to death and threw the blame on me. "

"But, it doesn't matter..." Tang Jiuri looked at Xin Tang's direction pitifully again, "As long as you trust me, brother, I won't be afraid of anything. I believe the police will not be bribed by him and will handle the case impartially. As long as they find out, they will let me out, brother, don't worry about me too much."

This man, on the surface, said that he was fine, but in reality, he only hinted that Ying Huan was deliberately framing him.

But Xin Tang still didn't say a word, just looked at Tang Jiuri quietly.

He thought very clearly that if Tang Jiuri really had a clear conscience, he should have told the police everything, but he didn't do that. Although he didn't know what he was doing, at least he could It shows that Tang Jiuri does have his own purpose.

Similarly, if Tang Jiuri really got involved in Aunt Huang's matter, he, Ying Huan, and Tang Jiuri could all be involved in Aunt Huang's death.

So, now he doesn't believe anyone, not Ying Huan, nor Tang Jiuri, not even his own judgment.

Seeing that Xin Tang didn't respond, Ying Huan smiled happily, and took the initiative to take over the conversation: "Yes, you must believe that our police will act impartially. You can prove your innocence here."

Tang Jiuri's originally stable mood was easily provoked by Ying Huan, but soon, he realized that the interrogation police were still watching outside, and he shouldn't leak his emotions like this.

But it was too late, and the interrogating police hurried in, planning to take advantage of Tang Jiuri's mood swings to make an interrogation. This was a rare opportunity, because the more emotional the suspect was, the more likely he would impulsively reveal some information .

Ying Huan pulled Xin Tang to leave, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said to Tang Jiuri with a smile, "By the way, I have prepared a gift for you."

He glanced at his watch and continued as if talking to himself: "It should be almost here."

Tang Jiuri seemed to realize something, and his calm emotions were provoked even more, and he slammed the water glass over: "I don't need your surprise."

The interrogating police hurriedly closed the door and began to question while the iron was hot.

On the other side, Xin Tang and the two walked out in silence.

When passing by the gate of the police station, he happened to pass by a group of three people. Xin Tang paused slightly, feeling that the person was inexplicably familiar.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" Ying Huan asked Xin Tang's abnormality almost immediately.

Xin Tang lowered his eyes, restrained his thinking gaze, and continued to walk forward.

Ying Huan chased after him, but didn't ask any more questions.

But when Xin Tang was still in the car, he suddenly remembered why that person looked so familiar.

That person had appeared in his dreams before, although it was only a few very brief images - he was the beneficiary that Tang Jiuri took out and stole the money.

Ying Huan actually called him here... It was indeed a big "surprise" for Tang Jiuri.

Such an idea appeared, but quickly disappeared. Xin Tang wanted to let his mind go and look at the shops displayed on the side of the road for a while.

Maybe it's because of the beginning of spring, but the shops with the same density are more popular than before. No matter how deserted the shop is, you can still see people moving in twos and threes.

Xin Tang looked at one store after another, and occasionally saw a store with an interesting name, almost twisting his neck to keep looking until the car drove by at a high speed, and the storefront completely disappeared from sight.

When turning around a crossroad, a McDonald's storefront that was almost flat at the corner came into view. Of course, this kind of store is not uncommon, but the advertisement outside caught Xin Tang's attention—it was a new flavor of ice cream.

Now, is it time for ice cream?

Although the weather is still cold, there are many young people who are full of expectations for the first ice cream of the new year, so there are many people in front of the store.

Xin Tang also wanted to eat a little bit, but he didn't tell Ying Huan that he planned to skip his appetite just like this.

The surrounding scenery flew by quickly, and the huge ice cream advertisement flew out of sight again. Xin Tang looked away and was about to search for the next store, but found that the car stopped slowly.

Ying Huan asked him: "Want to eat ice cream? Although the weather is still a bit cold, it's okay to have one once in a while."

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

Ying Huan touched Xin Tang's cold face, and opened the car door on his own, "It's cold outside, wait for me in the car."

After all, he opened the door and walked out.

Xin Tang was not surprised at all, Ying Huan has always been so keen on him, if he intends to please someone, his thoughtfulness can make anyone get lost in it.

He was lost, and even now he is not fully awake from it.

While waiting boredly for Ying Huan to come back, Xin Tang pushed the door casually. He really just made such a random action when he was bored, but he didn't expect that Ying Huan didn't lock the door——

The door actually opened.

His heart beat wildly.

Xin Tang glanced back at Ying Huan's direction, and found that Ying Huan hadn't noticed what was going on on his side, and was still obediently standing at the end of the line waiting for ice cream.

The distance was not that far, and he could even see a faint smile on Ying Huan's face.

Such a smile is so happy that Xin Tang feels dazzling.

Xin Tang pushed open the door as if he had been stimulated by something, and ran in the opposite direction.

He has no destination, just runs wildly.

He didn't even dare to look back to see if Ying Huan had caught up, he just wanted to enjoy this rare moment of freedom.

Without Ying Huan by his side, passers-by no longer looked at him with pity and fear.

He has completely integrated into the world and is no longer the conspicuous one.

But gradually, Xin Tang seemed to realize something, and a chill came up from the bottom of his feet—why did he not feel tired at all after running so far?

He stopped slowly, stopped among the people coming and going, and became a unique person again.

But no one looked at him appreciatively.

Suddenly, Xin Tang figured it out, he didn't integrate into this world, but became a transparent person, completely excluded from this world.

He turned his head and looked at the glass door of the store.

There are pedestrians coming and going on it, but he is not standing.

——There is no mirror at home, not because he is disfigured, nor because Ying Huan doesn't like his own face, but because of Xin Tang, because Xin Tang can't make an image.

——Tang Jiuri didn't want to tell the police about Xin Tang's imprisonment. He really had other plans, because he didn't want the police to come to search and interrogate him, revealing the already shaky truth.

Obviously, he obviously has many opportunities to find out about this, such as the TV screen, such as the rearview mirror of the car, but since the video with Ying Huan, he is no longer curious about his appearance, and naturally he has not noticed it anymore Unobtrusive reminder.

It was his fault that he believed too much in the illusion that his eyes saw, and was too indulging in this illusion, never seriously thinking about it.

Until the familiar sound of regular footsteps was caught by his ears, Xin Tang gradually came back to his senses and realized that it was Ying Huan who had come.

It's strange, there are so many people on the street, but he can easily distinguish Ying Huan.

He knew he should run, but he couldn't move his already stiff legs. He could only watch Ying Huan's figure reflected on the glass door, and that figure suddenly made a gesture of embracing the air.

"Tangtang, you leave me, where do you want to go alone?"

Here they are again, with that kind of pity and fear look, people passing by are looking at them, to be precise, they are looking at Ying Huan who is behaving strangely.

Xin Tang finally understood that those staring eyes were not because he and Ying Huan were gay, but because they could only see Ying Huan talking and interacting with the air.

"You lunatic." Xin Tang closed his eyes, desperately uttering his first words since Aunt Huang's death.

Ying Huan seemed to be quite happy, and leaned against Xin Tang's face, "It's okay, I love you."

He is a lunatic, a lunatic who loves Xin Tang.

Ying Huan held Xin Tang halfway in his arms and led him back.

Everyone was looking at them like a madman.

Xin Tang knew that those people couldn't see him, but he couldn't turn a blind eye to these gazes like Ying Huan did. He lowered his head and hid in Ying Huan's arms a little collapsed.

So Ying Huan hugged him tighter, if he was weaker, he might be crushed by Ying Huan.

This time, Ying Huan didn't force Xin Tang into the passenger seat, but squeezed into the back seat with Xin Tang, and they kissed in the small space, keeping all the noise out of the car.

Xin Tang couldn't dodge, but was pressed on Ying Huan's leg instead, and his soul was almost invaded.

Occasionally, Xin Tang's head would hit the roof of the car.

Xin Tang was not as shameless as Ying Huan, so he could only hug his shoulders, bury his head in his neck, and restrain all the voices he could control.

With such an intimate distance, Xin Tang seemed to hear the sound of Ying Huan's blood flowing.

Ying Huan's main artery was right next to his mouth.

Can he bite his artery and end this farce?

This kind of thought did not pass by in a flash, but gradually fermented and intensified with the pain.

At a certain moment, Xin Tang bit Ying Huan hard, his canine teeth pierced his skin, and his lips and teeth were stained red with sweet blood.

The pain, the threat of death...

These things that were supposed to scare people made Ying Huan excited, and his actions were so fierce that they seemed to tear Xin Tang in half.

Xin Tang's eyes gradually lost sight, he slowly loosened his teeth, and leaned wearily on Ying Huan's shoulder.

Blood smeared his face.

Ying Huan's blood was warm, which made him nostalgic. He thought Ying Huan's perverted blood should be cold.

How did he die, he thought?How did it become a ghost again?