Why is first love so sweet?

Sheng Yi was dumbfounded when he found himself held in Rong Yu's arms and slept all night.

He tried to move his hands, and found that his hands were stretched out in Rong Yu's pajamas, and he could touch Rong Yu's muscular back.

Sheng Yi took a deep breath, and his heart rate soared to [-] in an instant.

What the fuck is going on here?

Rong Yu attacked him?

The sensation in his body was surging, Sheng Yi closed his eyes to calm himself down.

He told himself, don't panic, just touch it, this is the person he has slept with before, and he can't make mistakes again.

Sheng Yi is now sure that Rong Yu really has that kind of affection for him... Could it be that he was forced to sleep out of the affection that year?

He remembered that there was a name for this symptom, psychological distortion after being raped and falling in love with the rapist, Stockholm Syndrome.

Sheng Yi's face was buried on Rong Yu's chest with trembling eyelashes, his heartbeat was about to be stopped by his own terrible guess, and his mind was filled with confusion.

After thinking wildly for half an hour without daring to move, Sheng Yi gradually calmed down.

In the end, he came to a conclusion—because of the bestial behavior he committed when he was young and ignorant, he forced his best bamboo horse into a mentally ill patient.

Sheng Yi held on to Rong Yu's pajamas behind his back, trying his best to hold back his sore nose and hot eyes.

Does Xiaoyu know that he is sick?

Xiaoyu's life was ruined by him...

Rong Yu woke up as soon as Sheng Yi's breathing sound changed, and felt the person in his arms tremble slightly. He slowly let go of the hugging hand, stopped halfway through the movement, and hugged the person in his arms to caress the boy Sheng Yi Feeling thin back.

"What's wrong?" Rong Yu put his hands on the boy's soft hair.

"Xiao Yu." Sheng Yi raised his head in his arms, his eyes were flushed, "I'm sorry."

Rong Yu frowned slightly, raised Sheng Yi's forehead hair, and looked into his eyes: "Why do you always apologize?"

Sheng Yi pursed his lips and stared at him in a daze, shaking his head slowly.

"What did Cheng Wenge tell you?" Rong Yu finally couldn't help asking.

"……nothing."

In the warm morning light, Sheng Yi's clear eyes were covered with a layer of water, looking at him with concern and tenderness.

Rong Yu's Adam's apple twitched, and somehow he lowered his head and kissed his smooth forehead.

Sheng Yi didn't move.

Rong Yu held his breath, the color of his eyes was unfathomable in the drooping eyeshadow.He tried to kiss the nose of the person in his arms again, and saw Sheng Yi obediently closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and hugged him tightly.

The stagnant breathing became heavy, and the next second, the lips that were close to each other were passionately entwined.

Sheng Yi closed his eyes meekly, letting Rong Yu hold his shoulder.

The signature clear breath poured into his lips and tongue, without gentle progression.

A slight tingling came from the tip of his passively entangled tongue, and Sheng Yi let out an unconscious muffled groan, but his heart became more and more sad, and he raised his hand to comfort Rong Yu's hair.

The person on his body became gentle, and a warm palm was pressed on his forehead.

It is clearly a clean and cold breath, but it is like the wind blowing embers on the wild grass in a winter night.

Sensing the change in Sheng Yi, Rong Yu raised his head slightly, his appearance in the morning was exceptionally clean and handsome.The black mirror-like eyes were still clear, quiet and charming, as if they couldn't be stained with any confusion.

Slender hooked the edge of the pajamas lightly, and whispered in his ear: "Do you want it?"

Even if Rong Yu wants to sleep with him now, Sheng Yi won't resist.

Sheng Yi blushed and spread his hands on the bed, panting slightly, looking distressedly at the person above who for the first time no longer concealed his morbid longing.

He thinks about it, as long as Rongyu is happy, he will give whatever Rongyu wants in the future.

He will be kind to Rongyu and help Rongyu get out of this pathological love.

From now on, he will be responsible for his little Yu, until Rong Yu is completely healed and walks out of the shadow of the past.

Rong Yu sat up, looked down at the man who opened himself like a sacrificial lamb.

The people in front of them seem to have escaped the polishing of time because they have been asleep for three years, and their bodies and faces still retain the long-awaited youthful beauty.The turned-up pajamas revealed a slender and tight waist, and the skin was still slightly fragile and pale, like a piece of paper that had never been dyed.

He looked at those clear and pure eyes, trying to analyze the emotions hidden in them.

But because they are too familiar, the authorities are confused, like looking into a thick fog, unable to grasp a little clue.

"Close your eyes." Unable to see through, Rong Yu covered those eyes with his hands.

The thick eyelashes fell obediently and softly on his palm, Rong Yu took his hand away, looked deeply at the boy's red ear tips, leaned over to bite them, and ground his teeth gently.

The low moan was suppressed by the bitten lips, and then forcefully pried open, overflowing vaguely.

The navy blue silk pajama pants fell gently on the white carpet beside the bed, slowly being covered by the spreading morning light.

Being hollowed out early in the morning, Sheng Yi stood up with his waist supported after breakfast, and looked at the calm-faced person opposite with complicated eyes.

Rong Yu was wearing a neat white shirt, drinking morning tea and reading medical journals.

Sheng Yi felt that this person was really amazing, no matter what he did, he would always look so refined and spotless.

It seems that he is the only one whose mind is full of those two stimulations in the morning... although he is indeed the only one who is stimulated.

"Don't go out today." Rong Yu put down his teacup and met his gaze. He didn't want Sheng Yi to go out to make money again, so he couldn't refuse, "Relax at home."

"..." Sheng Yixin said that his kidney deficiency is so obvious?

With a blushing face, he cleared his throat, lowered his head and walked away with his mobile phone in his hand: "Don't go out, stay at home with grandpa today."

"Do you still want to move?" Rong Yu followed him closely.

"I won't move anymore." Sheng Yi sighed inaudibly, walked towards the bedroom with his arms on his waist, thinking that Xiao Yu couldn't do without him now, so of course he had to be a human being.

Back in the bedroom, Sheng Yi closed the door, sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes turned red for a while.

Rong Yu likes him, he can be sure now.But it's a sick emotion, it's not sober.

A person like Rong Yu who is too emotionally restrained never lets others see what is on his mind. After being stimulated by him that year, he must have been silently suppressing it for a long time.

Sheng Yi lifted up the collar of his T-shirt and looked at the teeth marks on his body. Although Rong Yu didn't look out of control just now, judging from the fact that he likes to restrain him and "torture" him slowly on the bed, he must be feeling sorry for him in his heart. Love it and hate it.

Rongyu majored in psychiatry at university, why didn't he realize that he was already seriously ill?

Sheng Yi sighed with a heavy heart, and checked the information on his mobile phone.

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