deep crush

Xia Han looked at him who was fine and didn't say anything.

After that day, they tacitly didn't mention it again, as if nothing happened.

Tang Ye didn't ask him the reason for his sudden madness, and he couldn't tell.

He didn't have the courage to uncover the shame that was branded on him.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Tang Ye, who yawned several times, got up to leave.

He thought he would be able to live a relaxed life with the opening of the small shop. He really wanted to give himself a few slaps, and he took over this mess as soon as his brain got hot. In the future, he still has to be busy!

Tang Ye opened the door, and when he was about to ask for a farewell kiss, Xia Han said, "Today, stay here!"

Tang Ye thought he heard it wrong, and looked at him stupidly.

Xia Han turned around in embarrassment and went to the balcony, "The clothes are still confiscated." Her feet were in a hurry, as if to escape from something.

Tang Ye looked at the back of the man on the balcony and gently closed the door.

Li Liefeng asked him how far he and Bai Yueguang have gone?

Done?did not do?What do you mean by not talking?No way, you've proposed this marriage, yet you haven't even hit base yet?

I said what are you doing?I've been thinking about this for eight years, can I really bear it?You don't really have a problem with that, do you?Okay, I'm not kidding, but no saint is like you.You don't just want to talk about spiritual love with him!That's it, isn't there such a person?I like it to a morbid level, and I don't allow anyone, including myself, to tarnish the pure white moonlight in my heart, white lotus?

Xia Han collected his clothes and entered the room, Tang Ye sat beside him.

How could he just want to talk about that damn spiritual love with Xia Han.

The person whom I have been secretly in love with for eight years is by my side, right in front of my eyes.God knows how much willpower he has to use every day to resist the impulse.

A kiss, a hug, can't quench the hunger and thirst of 27 years.He even dreams of having sex with Xia Han every night.

Can----

Through this period of contact, he knew that Xia Han had suffered a serious emotional injury.

Hurt the whole person and become inferior, and even resist the touch of the skin.

This was only discovered that night.

All along, he thought it was because their relationship was not deep enough that Xia Han couldn't accept this kind of thing.But that day, Xia Han who crazily pushed him away and curled up together made him truly understand how much that relationship hurt him.

He looked through the chat records with Xiaomanyao before, recalled the many words Xia Qian had said to him, and pieced together a bloody but realistic story.

"I also had a person I liked very much, and I was with that person... When I woke up, I found that it was just a dream that lasted nine years... I used to live and die together, but it was just a beautiful lie."

"I've been being raised all the time, but later my appearance was disfigured, and I was rejected and dismissed."

"I have a high school classmate named Xia Han. She has a lover who is very affectionate... She was rescued and came back, but she became a ghost and a ghost. Her lover, who has been in love for ten years, is what? Still abandoned her."

He didn't know how much Xia Han loved that person, the person who made him jealous to the point of madness, and how cruelly he hurt his Xia Han.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit awkward, all the clothes brought in had been folded, Xia Han didn't know where to put her eyes, and looked around.

Tang Ye held his hand and kissed him softly when he turned his head.

He loves Xia Han, so much that he wants to hold him in his arms every second, so much that his whole heart can't hold anything else.

If possible, he even wanted to bear all the physical and psychological pain for him.

If possible, he thought, go back to the past.No matter what you do, stay by his side.

He wanted to make up for the missing eight years one by one.

In the bathroom, Xia Han undressed and stood in front of the mirror.

He said to himself covered in scars in the mirror over and over again, it's okay, you can do it, Xia Han, don't be so cowardly that you look down on yourself.

Tang Ye is not Yuan Shuo, Tang Ye has seen his body, those ugly, ferocious, terrifying scars, Tang Ye...Tang Ye...Tang Ye doesn't care.

So, yes, it can be done.

He loves Tang Ye, doesn't he?

After half an hour of mental construction, Xia Han took a long breath, wrapped up his nightgown and left the bathroom.

In the bedroom, Tang Ye flipped through a magazine three times, but didn't read a single word.

He pricked up his ears to hear the sound of the bathroom door opening, then hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to read a book.

The bedroom door, which had been concealed, opened, and someone walked in.

Damn!

Even though he hadn't done anything yet, Tang Ye found that his body had already reacted.

There must be a devil living in his body, and he should be killed a thousand times.But there was only one prey, and the obscene demon who had been hungry for so many years went berserk, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Xia Han coughed lightly, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

He kept telling himself to be more natural, it's nothing, they are all adults, this kind of thing is too normal, isn't it?

With the tempting prey by his side, Tang Ye couldn't pretend anymore, threw the book, turned around, and smiled like an idiot.

"Well, do you want to sleep?"

"Well, I'm going to sleep."

Dialogue, more idiots.

Tang Ye bit his tongue, feeling the pain.He thought, his aloofness for so many years was for nothing, and his image collapsed overnight.

Now that it's collapsed, let's--let it collapse completely!

The obscene demon in the body couldn't wait to jump out and destroy everything.

He jumped on him, overwhelmed people, pulled off the quilt, and took off his clothes.

Xia Han is the most fragrant thing he has ever smelled, Xia Han is the most delicious food he has ever tasted, Xia Han is the most beautiful creature he has ever seen, Xia Han is----

Lips greedy for more, more, more...

Stretching out his hand to walk over the warm body, the vacuum under the bathrobe drove him crazy with excitement.

When his palm covered the man's heat, he took a deep breath and put his mouth on the man's earlobe.

Breathing has long been disordered, and the slight groans in the ears are the strongest aphrodisiac.

The other hand undid the straps, opened the nightgown--

Deep in lust, he didn't realize Xia Han's strangeness until this moment.

Closed eyes, clenched teeth, clenched fists, stiff body, a kind of speechless resistance.

The nightgown was opened, and Xia Han, who stretched to the limit, couldn't bear it anymore, burst into a heart-piercing growl, turned over and fell under the bed during the struggle, jumped up and ran out of the room regardless of the pain.

"Xia Han."

Tang Ye, who was confused, chased after him. The bathroom door was slammed shut, but he couldn't open it no matter what he rushed forward.

The sound of painful vomiting came from the bathroom, which completely awakened Tang Ye's rationality, and he let go of the hand that was holding the doorknob tightly.

After throwing up dinner, Xia Han continued to retch, her stomach was about to be emptied, her face was covered with tears and snot, Xia Han leaned against the wall weakly.

From being sad and remorseful to silently accepting to ashamed, he smiled.

Before the filth was wiped off his lips, he turned on the faucet, and under the cover of the water flow, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The whole body is laughing lightly, laughing at this useless self.

Tears welled up in his eyes from laughing, his fist hit the ground heavily, his face was full of unwillingness and anger.

Is he still saved?

Not wanting to be a weak parasite, he puffed out his chest and stood up on his own.

Why, why can't I get out of that nightmare!

Obviously Yuan Shuo had no influence in his heart anymore, but that damned sentence was still haunting his body, growing there like a cancer, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut it off.

How should he face Tang Ye.

Facing that Tang Ye who did nothing wrong except love him deeply.

What should he do...

From that day on, Xia Han changed.

For a whole week, Tang Ye rarely saw him.

There was always no one answering the phone, so I went to Han's shop after get off work, only to be greeted by a cold face.

Xia Han said, very busy.

The shop is very busy, so I can't go back with you.

I'm very busy today, so I can't have dinner with you.

Sorry, I still have something to do.

No matter what Tang Ye said, his only response was rejection.

Tang Ye is not a fool, he will not fail to guess the reasons for this series of anomalies.

Some problems cannot be solved by escaping.

He wanted to give Xia Han some more time, but now it seemed that things backfired.

If so, he can only forcibly tear open the gap, squeeze to his side and solve it with him.

On the weekend afternoon when he worked overtime as usual, he skipped work and became a good cook in the new era. He bought a bunch of fresh ingredients in the supermarket and prepared to go home and cook.

Xia Han likes vegetarian food, today's recipe is mainly vegetarian, supplemented by meat, with reasonable mix, nutritious and healthy.

Cucumbers, asparagus and shrimps, fried shredded pork with mushrooms, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, very home-cooked dishes have a more homely taste.

Tang Ye studied the recipes on the Internet for a while, then changed into his clothes and started to work.

For things like cooking, the first time is raw and the second time is cooked. Tang Xiaochu's second time is really a bit decent.

Summing up the lessons of the last failure, Tang Ye opened up a shortcut to keep tasting dishes.

Even though the dinner was not as good as Chef Xia's, it was a big improvement for Chef Tang.

It's just that there is one biggest disadvantage of this constant tasting, that is, he is almost full.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Xia Han, the protagonist of the dinner, arrived late.

Tang Ye stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek, "If you don't come back, I will forcefully pack you up."

Xia Han froze for half a second, then gave an ugly smile, "Sorry, I'm late. Haven't you rested yet?"

Tang Ye blinked, "I haven't eaten dinner yet."

Xia Han: "Ah uh, then, I'll do it for you."

After walking to the dining table, Xia Han was stunned, "You—"

Tang Ye, "I said I want to learn how to cook, come on, try my second time, see if there is any progress?"

To be honest, a lot of progress has been made.

The cucumbers were marinated very tasty, the shrimps were not old, and the shredded pork was very tender. I always thought that Tang Ye was an idiot who didn't distinguish between sugar and salt when it came to cooking. It seemed that I had misunderstood him.

It's just that he has never met anyone who is willing to wash his hands and make soup for him.

And I am that person!

After eating, Xia Han pinched the center of her brows, looking very tired, "It's getting late, go back and rest! You have to go to work tomorrow."

Tang Ye smiled and sat beside him, "Can I not leave today?"

Xia Han turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Tang Ye: "I want to be with you."

Xia Han looked at him, and looked away uncomfortably, "You'd better go back, I'm not feeling well today."

Tang Ye, "Then I have to stay here to take care of you. We haven't talked properly this week, we go out early and come back late every day, and we rarely see each other." In order to dispel his worries, Tang Ye took the initiative to say, " Don't worry, I'm not doing anything, just chatting."

Xia Han's brows furrowed even tighter.