The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

Xie Xuan'an has been worried these days, racking his brains every day to think about how to make the Sun change the conditions and let him return home.

He hated homosexuality and could not accept the idea of ​​marrying a man.

However, the desire to return home was like a sharp blade, constantly cutting his self-esteem and beliefs.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Xie Xuan'an was lying on the bed in the room, his thoughts in a mess.

As he thought about it, his eyes gradually became blurred, and his consciousness seemed to be separated from his body. He seemed to be controlled by some mysterious force. His body involuntarily sat up and moved slowly.

Then, he walked to the door with a dazed look, opened it, and staggered toward the sixth floor.

When he arrived at the door of Taiyang's bedroom, he mechanically raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The sun's voice came: "Come in."

Xie Xuan'an walked in like a puppet being controlled. At this moment, he had no independent consciousness, like a puppet without a soul.

He murmured, "I agree to marry you as long as you let me return home." There was a slight tremor in his voice, revealing his inner struggle and pain.

Xie Xuan'an was struggling painfully in his heart, and every cell in his body was resisting this decision. However, his strong desire to return to China was like a ray of light in the darkness, forcing him to succumb to reality and say these words against his will.

Sun walked closer, held his chin, looked him over, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Really? Are you sure?"

Xie Xuan'an's eyes were empty and confused, and he just nodded woodenly: "I'm sure."

The corners of Sun's mouth rose up in a free arc, and he stared at his dazed eyes with interest.

"Since you are so determined, let me test your sincerity first." As he spoke, Sun slowly approached Xie Xuan'an.

Xie Xuan'an seemed to be under a spell, unable to move at all, and could only let the sun approach step by step.

When the warm breath of the sun blew over, Xie Xuan'an's heart beat rapidly and uncontrollably, yet seemed to be firmly bound by some invisible force, making it difficult to resist.

Sun gently held up Xie Xuan'an's face and touched it softly with his lips.

The kiss was cautious at first, like a test. Yang Yang's lips gently caressed Xie Xuan's lips, with a bit of dominance but also tenderness.

Gradually, Sun was no longer satisfied with this. He pried open Xie Xuan'an's teeth and inserted his tongue flexibly.

Xie Xuan'an's brain instantly fell into chaos and he completely lost the ability to think. He instinctively wanted to resist, but found that his body did not obey his command at all.

The tongue of the sun is wanton.

Every move was filled with a strong desire for possession. Xie Xuan felt it was difficult to breathe, as if the whole world was left with only this suffocating hot kiss, making him as desperate as a drowning man.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun finally let go of Xie Xuan'an. Xie Xuan'an was breathing heavily, his eyes were dull, and his cheeks were as red as clouds.

When Taiyang saw him like this, a hint of complacency flashed in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more wanton.

After letting go of Xie Xuan'an, the corners of his mouth turned up and he said, "Then let's prepare for the wedding. I have some of your documents here."

Xie Xuan'an was still like a soul out of his body, listening silently to the sun's arrangements without any reaction.

The sun went on to say, "You don't have to follow the rules these days. If you want to eat, you can go downstairs and cook it yourself."

Xie Xuan'an still looked dazed. He turned around mechanically and returned to his room.

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, it was already morning. His eyes were still empty, as if his soul had been taken away. He had no expectations or thoughts about the upcoming wedding, and was as numb as a walking corpse.

In the days before the wedding, the sun would come to Xie Xuan'an's room almost every night when night fell.

Every time the sun pushed the door open, Xie Xuan'an's body would tremble instinctively and he would want to turn his head away, but he seemed to be restrained by an invisible force. His body was stiff and unable to move, and his consciousness was in chaos, as if he had lost himself.

Sun mercilessly pressed him against the wall, his hands tightly clamped on his shoulders, with an elusive smile on his lips.

"Don't hide from me, honey. You promised me that."

Then, without further ado, Taiyang kissed Xie Xuan'an. This kiss was passionate and eager, with an unquestionable determination.

Xie Xuan'an tried to close his lips to resist, but Taiyang easily broke through his defense and inserted his tongue.

Xie Xuan'an's breathing was rapid and disordered, his heart was filled with fear and disgust, but he could only helplessly endure the control of the sun.

Sun's kiss moved from his lips, sliding down his chin to his neck. Xie Xuan'an's eyes widened, tears of humiliation filled his eye sockets, and a painful whimper came from his throat.

"Be good and listen, and you will get what you want." The sun whispered in his ear, and its warm breath sprayed on his ear.

After each such intimate contact, Taiyang would contentedly tidy up his clothes and turn away.

Xie Xuan'an was left slumped against the wall, motionless like a man who had lost his soul.

On the wedding day, the sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds, making it hard to breathe.

The whistling wind seemed to be Xie Xuan'an's inner wail, and the falling petals seemed to be his broken heart.

Xie Xuan and Taiyang's wedding was held in a magnificent French manor.

The wedding scene was magnificent, with huge crystal chandeliers shining brightly, illuminating the entire venue like daylight.

Surrounded by flowers and filled with fragrance, the guests were dressed in their best attire with smiles of blessing on their faces.

Taiyang was handsome and elegant in a well-tailored black suit, standing in front of the altar with full of expectation. Xie Xuanan was wearing a dark blue suit, with a haggard face and empty eyes, as if his soul had already wandered away.

The pastor solemnly began the ceremony, his voice echoing in the quiet hall:

"Mr. Sun, are you willing to spend your life with Mr. Xie Xuan'an, regardless of wind or rain, regardless of wealth or poverty, and never leave him?"

Sun looked at Xie Xuan'an affectionately and said loudly without hesitation: "I do."

Then the pastor turned to Xie Xuan and asked:

"Mr. Xie Xuan'an, are you willing to stay with Mr. Sun forever, sharing the joys and sorrows, and staying together through life and death?"

Just as Xie Xuan'an opened his lips and was about to say "I do", the door of the church was suddenly pushed open by a powerful force.

A gust of wind blew in, lifting the petals on the ground and the guests' skirts.

I saw a mysterious man covered in a black robe walking in quickly with firm and rapid steps.

No one could see his face clearly, but he exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, which instantly made the atmosphere at the scene tense.

The mysterious man walked straight towards the altar. Everyone was shocked. Sun's face turned gloomy, but Xie Xuan'an still had empty eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Stop!" The mysterious man interrupted the ceremony with a deep and powerful voice. He stood in front of the altar, staring at the sun with a sharp gaze, and said, "Sun, you can't force him to make a choice against his will."

When Xie Xuanan heard the voice, a gleam of light flashed in his empty eyes. He slowly raised his head and looked at the mysterious man, with an inexplicable hope in his heart.

The sun glared at the mysterious man and asked, "Why do you interfere in our affairs?"

But the man in black robe ignored him and pulled Xie Xuan'an's hand and walked towards the exit.

Taiyang stood there without moving, his eyes filled with anger, but for some reason, he did nothing but watched quietly.