After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

Depression is a very bad mental illness, and many patients show a tendency to rely on self-harm and self-destruction to resolve themselves.

Since Fang Yan was diagnosed after the college entrance examination, he has not broken all kinds of scars on his arms. He also wears long sleeves in the hottest weather—to cover up those horrific marks.

During the days when he went to school and got medical treatment in a foreign country, he had thought about it too many times, but every time he couldn't make a move at the end.

During the onset of the disease, the mind was in a trance to the extreme, and not only did the knife cut the flesh, but there was no pain, but a strange relief.

Often at this time, some hallucinations will appear in front of Fang Yan's eyes.

He is an art student, and there are a lot of materials in his brain to play with, but those weird pictures will eventually be distorted into a clean back.

Fang Yan's wound didn't hurt, but the blood was still flowing, winding out bright red traces, staining the hem of the clothes of the back.

Fang Yan's numb heart finally cracked, revealing the emotions that normal people should have.

He wiped it in fear, but couldn't stop.

Zhou Yu, who was hallucinating, finally turned around, glanced indifferently at the blood on the hem of his clothes, and frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry..." Fang Yan apologized dully, like a child who has done something wrong, he tightly covered the wound, pinching his fingertips into the flesh and still didn't notice it.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with hurting himself, what was wrong was dirtying his clean sweetheart.

So at this time, Fang Yan would find something to wrap around his wound, sometimes with clothes, sometimes with sheets, and sometimes with scotch tape.

If he finds a way to stop the bleeding wound, will Zhou Yu stop frowning?

Because of these stupid and unconscious self-help behaviors, Fang Yan ordered Dadi to live until he returned home.

After so many years, perhaps it was time for the end of all hardships to come, when a great surprise hit Fang Yan head-on.

——The Zhou family needs a marriage partner who is well-matched.

When Fang's father told him the news, he was already ready to force him to be the victim.

However, Fang Yan stared at Zhou Yu's photo for a long time in a daze, and only asked one question: "I have a mental illness, will the Zhou family also take a fancy to me?"

Fang's father couldn't help but sneered: "Son, if you don't have to be alone in the room to draw pictures, you'll know when you come out for a walk. Many times, the illness you think is just because you have too little knowledge and are hypocritical."

Fang Yan glanced at his father speechlessly, then lowered his head and continued greedily looking at the photo with Zhou Yu's mature eyebrows.

Unlike when he was in college, Zhou Yu cut his hair short, and the temperament between his brows is more stable. When he looks at the camera, there is no redundant expression, and he naturally reveals an aura that makes people unable to look directly at him.

Fang Yan thought silently: If I can hide my abnormality, can I get closer to you?

According to Fang's father, the Zhou family chose several marriage partners, and Zhou Yu specially took a few days of free time to meet them.

Fang's father wished that his useless youngest son could be packaged and sent out to make a profit, but seeing Fang Yan's taciturn appearance, he was not the kind of person who could stand out from the crowd and win Zhou Yu's favor.

Fang's father took the time to whisper in Fang Yan's ear the tricks to please men, but Fang Yan was distracted.

Zhou Yu is so good, he should have an equally good partner by his side, why should I stand by his side?

Fang Yan was the last person Zhou Yu saw. Maybe Zhou Yu already had a favorite candidate in his heart, but he reluctantly nodded his head for the sake of Fang's face?

Every time Fang Yan looks in the mirror and sees himself pale and lonely, he always feels like a ghost, longing for light but unable to see it.

Can he really watch Zhou Yu let others hold hands and walk into the palace of marriage without any grievances?

With such contradictory thoughts in mind, Fang Yan met the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Zhou Yu seemed to be waiting in the restaurant early, and the foreign woman in the red dress poured out beautiful notes like water from her fingertips, and Fang Yan's sweetheart looked up at him amidst the beautiful piano music.

Unlike the man with a cold face in the photo, Zhou Yu looked at him with a gentle look.

The city wall that Fang Yan built in advance collapsed suddenly, and the impact of seeing Zhou Yu with his own eyes again was still too great. After many years, Fang Yan could lose his ability to speak when he saw Zhou Yu, and he didn't have much success after many years.

So much so that when Zhou Yu took the initiative to ask something, Fang Yan would just nod or shake his head with a stiff face, and his reaction was extremely cold.

He himself was too nervous, so he didn't realize that Zhou Yu was also a little nervous.

Just when Fang Yan himself was in despair, Zhou Yu clenched his fist and put it on his lips and coughed lightly: "Mr. Fang, after I chatted with you, I felt that we hit it off very well. You must know the purpose of the parents' meeting. I thought, it’s better to cooperate with you than to collude with people who don’t agree with you.”

There was a buzzing sound in Fang Yan's mind, and finally his dull brain began to function.

Is this... what he meant?

Zhou Yu looked at his expression for a moment, and continued to add: "I really need a partner to help my dad pass the test. The time is tentatively set for one year. You will not be restricted in life, but you need to live together temporarily. Put on airs in front of you, and will not overstep in other aspects, as long as you agree, I am willing to show sincerity, deepen cooperation with Fang, and achieve a win-win situation for both parties."

Why me?This question swirled around in Fang Yan's throat, but he finally swallowed it back.

Looking at Zhou Yu's handsome face, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, and instead regained the sanity that had been disconnected for a long time.

No matter why Zhou Yu chose him, he had no reason to refuse.

But can Zhou Yu really treat marriage as a bargaining chip in the exchange of interests without hesitation?What if he meets someone who does a good job on the surface but has a messy private life behind the scenes?Even if Zhou Yu doesn't need emotional comfort from his partner now, what if he gets old in the future?

Obviously it was the moon that he had held in his heart since he was a teenager, Fang Yan was furious at the thought of being almost ruined by others.

When he was done with his horns, he talked to Zhou Yu about the details of the contract, and he was angrily relieved when he confirmed that Zhou Yu had taken care of himself and wouldn't really give away his marriage for nothing.

It wasn't until after he parted ways with Zhou Yu that he slowly realized what had happened. He had insomnia for two whole nights, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Zhou Yu's smiling face. He carefully grasped Zhou Yu's left hand and drew it to his chest, The temperature had not yet dissipated, and I had a rare good night's sleep on the third night.

The days that followed were simply addictive. Although Fang Yan was still too nervous to breathe when he met Zhou Yu's eyes, they attended banquets together, met their parents, and lived in the same house. In all fairness, Zhou Yu is a Fang Yan is a person who is good at taking care of others, no matter how true or false his care is, Fang Yan can't help but fall into it.No matter how beautiful the fantasy is, it can't compare with the reality at this moment.

Once Zhou Yu's work gets busy, he flies around the world. Fang Yan is greedy. After seeing him every day, he becomes addicted. It is the first time that Zhou Yu hasn't come home for more than a week. With a sick desire, he sneaked to the door of Zhou Yu's room in the middle of the night and sat there until dawn, as if he could feel the remaining breath of the master through the crack of the door. After returning to the room, he found a knife that hadn't been touched for a while, and got his wish in the smell of blood. He saw Zhou Yu's phantom.

From then on, whenever Fang Yan couldn't help missing Zhou Yu, he would continue to use this ridiculous method, and then carefully clean up the blood afterward.

If you use luminol to check, then Fang Yan's room may turn into a dreamy to frightening fluorescent sea.

He is like a completely hopeless drug addict, his dislike of himself is getting bigger and bigger day by day, but he can't bear to pull away from his desire for Zhou Yu.

Just when he thought he could fool himself for a long time by stealing this intoxicating sweetness, God quit.

On the night when Fang Yan and Zhou Yu received their certificates, Zhou's father died suddenly. At noon the next day, Zhou Yu died in a car accident.

God used a little sweetness to coax Fang Yan into oblivion, and then woke him up with a stick, and placed the reality of the collapse of the sky in front of him.

Fang Yan couldn't even tell whether he was dead or not in his daze. When he opened his eyes, it was a horrible hallucination, and when he closed his eyes, it was a hideous dream. Until one day after an unknown period of time, his eyes suddenly went completely black.

Fang Yan fell asleep for a long time, as if he had returned to a long, long time ago.

He became very weak, and his rare waking moments watched him irreversibly go back to the track he had walked.

But something seems to be different...

It's Zhou Yu.

Although the Zhou Yu in Fang Yan's memory was also kind to him, but he only stopped at the kind of kindness that treated each other like a guest. Now this Zhou Yu is so kind that he never even dared to think about it.

The weak Fang Yan had very few moments of sobriety. Even if he tried his best to warn the current Fang Yan, it would only make him have a few more nightmares at most.

However, Zhou Yu, who had become different, seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and perfectly avoided all options that might lead to tragedy. Fang Yan, who was curled up in the depths of his body, took a long time and finally guessed the reason.

Is there really a chance to do it all over again?

Fang Yan watched helplessly as Zhou Yu hugged him into his arms and kissed him preciously, soothing all his worries in the most gentle way.

He was even a little jealous, looking at this idiot favored by Zhou Yu, he had no idea what a nightmare he had avoided.

On the night of their wedding night, after confirming that Fang Yan had finally absorbed enough strength from his lover and even the world, the two Fang Yan became one.

Su Xing with complete memories is in Zhou Yu's warm embrace.

"So when will you get home?" Fang Yan sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, complaining in a tone of arrogance and pride.Fang Yan still had a cat and a dog in his arms. He fed the two cubs so well that his legs were numb due to the heavy weight.

Zhou Yu's voice came from the receiver, with a smile: "It's almost time. Miss me?"

"Well," Fang Yan said angrily, "If you don't come back, I will squat at the door of your room..."

"Squat at the door of my room?" Zhou Yu asked in surprise.

Fang Yan realized that he had accidentally slipped his mouth, and hurriedly said vaguely: "It's nothing, I'll wait for you in the living room..."

On the surface, Zhou Yu didn't continue to ask questions, but he felt that Fang Yan's attitude of concealing something was wrong, so he left the question for an hour later with great experience——

Fang Yan never expected that Zhou Yu would use such an extremely bad trick to extract a confession.

He clenched his teeth as hard as he could, but still couldn't help letting out almost choked gasps. Before the tears could slip out of the corners of his eyes, they were swept away by the hot tip of his tongue.

Zhou Yu intentionally clung to his ear, coaxing with a hoarse and extremely sexy voice: "Say it? Huh? Why do I squat at the door of my room if I don't go home? Baby, tell me, okay?"

Fang Yan was tortured almost to the point of being unbearable, and confessed all at once.

Zhou Yu was silent for a long time after listening, and then he spoke with a nasal voice that was not easy to detect: "In the future, if you miss your husband, remember to call, no matter how late it is, I will check the surveillance every day, and let me find out that you are sitting in such a cold place. floor……"

He picked up Fang Yan and bit his cheek bitterly: "Just wait to be punished."

Fang Yan barely opened his watery eyes: "Why do you pick me up?"

"Give you a long memory." Zhou Yu said in an unclear manner.

Fang Yan hooked his neck, panting blankly, before recovering from the intense sex/thing just now, he was... pressed against the cold door panel!

"What are you doing!" Fang Yan woke up in a jerk and began to struggle, "Aunt Liu will hear, are you crazy?!"

Zhou Yu actually took him outside the door.

"Well," Zhou Yu easily suppressed his struggle, and gave a distressed suggestion, "Then you have to keep your voice down."

Fang Yan opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect him to be so shameless.

But Zhou Yu's proposal was effective, Fang Yan really resisted not daring to make a sound, until Zhou Yu took him back to the room and coaxed him for a long time before he let go of his teeth.

The next morning, after Fang Yan woke up with a sore body, he belatedly remembered that Aunt Liu had something to do at the last minute, so she asked for leave last night and was not at home.So there were only the two of them last night, Zhou Yu must have remembered, and deliberately didn't tell him!

Fang Yan was so angry that he raised his neck and bit Zhou Yu's neck hard.

Zhou Yu didn't hide, and rubbed his head amusedly: "Finally realized?"

Fang Yan didn't make a sound, and continued to increase his strength, insisting on leaving a bright red tooth mark on his neck before giving up.

There are obviously so many ways to cover up his pitiful and ridiculous memories, but Zhou Yu chose to do this kind of thing!

——Zhou Yu is a big bastard! ! !

The author has something to say: I wrote a little more, sorry for the late arrival.

Thanks to Wenyu Baozi for the 20 bottles of nutrient solution, Wenwen is thriving, eh~