Strong favor from the paranoid

Ever since he came to England, the wide manor was Tang Shen's second prison.

Looking out of the window boredly, the chrysanthemums in the yard are blooming, colorful and swaying with the wind.

Tang Shen found it interesting, so he took a folding chair and sat in the yard.

The gardener watering the flowers saw it, and was surprised for a few seconds, then smiled deeply at Tang, and walked away with the shower.

The wind was rustling, and Tang Shen's hair was messed up. He raised his hand to straighten his hair, but someone grabbed his hand.

He thought it was a little fool at first, but he felt the roughness of the opponent's palm, and vaguely felt that something was wrong. Looking back, it was Su Yihe.

Su Yihe raised the corner of his mouth, stroked the back of his hand lightly, and said, "I'm in a good mood."

Tang Shen pursed his lips, stood up, and walked straight into the room, without any intention of talking to Su Yihe.

Su Yihe looked at his back, frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile was cold and penetrating.

"Come here!" Su Yihe's voice was very intimidating, Tang Shen stopped subconsciously, but he didn't turn his head, thinking that Su Yihe cared so much about the piece of meat in his stomach that he didn't dare to do anything to him.

Thinking in this way, Tang Shen gained confidence and continued to move forward boldly.

Su Yihe's face turned cold immediately, he strode up and grabbed Tang Shen's wrist: "Have you had enough trouble?"

The man was very strong, and Tang Shen was pinched in pain. It might be because of his pregnancy. Tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, and he was extremely wronged: "I'm not happy, and you still want me to greet you with a smile? Is there any reason?"

Su Yihe felt that Tang Shen could really ignite his violent temper, but seeing his pitiful appearance, his heart softened.

"Don't cry." Su Yihe said: "Since God has given us this child again, let's live a good life together, and I will treat you well."

Hearing this, Tang Shen burst into tears and burst into tears.

The gift of bullshit, unrestrained sex, and no precautions, it's no wonder he didn't fall for it.

Isn't this what Su Yihe wants?Still talking nonsense to him now, saying what would be good for him.

If Su Yihe's so-called goodness is to imprison him here, he would rather not.

Su Yihe frowned, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Tang Shen's eyes.

His fingertips were covered with a thin callus, which was rough to the touch. Tang Shen felt a little itchy, so he couldn't help but blinked, stopped crying for a moment, and stared at him blankly.

Seeing his cute look, Su Yihe relaxed his frown.

With a big hand, he hugged Tang Shen in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Let's get married."

Tang Shen came back to his senses, and refused without thinking: "No!"

Su Yihe's fingers tightened slightly, making Tang Shen close to him: "I'm talking about declarative sentences, not questions. You don't have the right to refuse."

"You..." Tang Shen suddenly became angry, and beat Su Yihe's back vigorously: "Why do you decide my life, I just don't want to marry you, with a person like you, how do you want me to live ?”

Su Yihe let go of Tang Shen, and looked at him fixedly: "My existence makes you so uncomfortable?"

"Yes." Tang Shen opened the skylight to speak frankly. After being aggrieved for so long, he had had enough.

"Your existence is a crime. I must have destroyed the entire galaxy in my previous life to meet someone like you!"

Su Yihe clenched his fists, and the air pressure around his body was even lower, like dark clouds before a storm: "Is that how you think about me?"

Tang Shen could clearly sense that Su Yihe was annoyed, but from the moment he said those words, he planned to fight it out.

For the first time, he said recklessly: "You imprison my freedom, if I don't follow you, you treat me roughly, break my legs under the bed, and toss me desperately on the bed.

Such you, I should be glad to exist in my life?Sorry, I'm not a pervert, I can't do this. "

Su Yihe looked at Tang Shen with an unclear expression for a while, and unexpectedly, he bent down towards Tang Shen, like a gentleman, with a sincere attitude and a humble tone: "Tang Shen, I'm sorry, I have always I didn't think about your feelings, I just wanted to keep you by my side, I'm sorry.

But you have to know that everything I do to you is because I don't want to lose you. "

Tang Shen's eyes widened in disbelief. He didn't expect Su Yihe to apologize to him at this time.

At the same time, he was also dissatisfied with Su Yihe's words, why did he do so many things that hurt him, but said lightly that he didn't want to lose him.

Tang Shen lowered his eyes and said mockingly: "Because you don't want to lose me, so you can be violent to me, deprive me of my freedom of life, imprison me here, and act recklessly like a dog?!"

Su Yihe shook his head, and explained bluntly: "No, it's not like that, baby, listen to me."

Tang Shen roared: "You fucking explain it! Why? Why treat me like this? Let me tell you, I've had enough. You can either let me go today or kill me!"

"Baby, don't get excited." Su Yihe hugged Tang Shen as if he was about to rub someone into his arms, his voice was hoarse and slightly tired, "Baby, please don't leave me, I can't I can explain without you, I really didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sick, I'm manic, it's all my fault, but please give me another chance, forgive me, I will definitely change yourself, to be the partner you like."

Tang Shen's struggling body gradually lost strength, but tears fell down uncontrollably, dripping down on Su Yihe's shoulder.

Su Yihe felt that his clothes were wet by something, and quickly turned Tang Shen's body, and he saw Tang Shen whose face was full of tears.

At a loss, he wiped Tang Shen's tears that could not be wiped clean, coaxing: "Don't cry, don't cry, crying makes my heart ache."

Hearing this, Tang Shen cried even more fiercely, like a poor little boy who has no father or mother.

Su Yihe had no choice but to hold Tang Shen's face and kiss it, licking the tears on his face bit by bit.

Tang Shen's eyes widened, and he finally stopped crying. He felt embarrassed when he thought that he, a big man, was crying harder than a little woman.

He suddenly pushed Su Yihe away, twisted his body, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes with his sleeve, Su Yihe wrapped around him again, hugged his waist, and said relentlessly, "Baby, forgive me, okay?" ?”

"Let go of me first." Tang Shen said, "If you don't restrict my freedom and have no tendency to violence, it's not that I can't forgive you."

"Really?" Su Yihe swept away the unhappiness before, smiled and took his hand, held it in his hand, interlocked his fingers, and promised: "I promise I won't treat you like that in the future."

Tang Shen was in a very complicated mood. What he said just now should not have been said, it was tantamount to a disguised promise that he would continue to live with Su Yihe.

Obviously if the quarrel continued, Su Yihe would let him go, but after nearly a year of heart-piercing entanglement, he was easy to soften his heart, and began to be reluctant to part with Su Yihe.

No matter how harsh his words were, his heart was already shaken.

In fact, he felt that he was more like a pervert, even more perverted than Su Yihe. Under the circumstances of being imprisoned and abused like this, he could still feel his heartbeat.

Su Yihe waited for a long time, but he still didn't hear Tang Shen's answer, only the sound of breathing that was getting heavier around him.

He knew that this was a manifestation of Tang Shen's agitation, so he didn't dare to force him anymore. He quickly stroked Tang Shen's back, giving him comfort back and forth, and continued to comfort him, "Baby, I won't force you." Now, you don’t have to rush to answer, come, breathe in, breathe out, and keep your mind at ease.”

Tang Shen pursed his lips. To be honest, he wanted to laugh a little, but this scene was really inappropriate. He yawned and said, "Okay, I'm a little sleepy, and I want to go back to sleep for a while."

Su Yihe hummed, went back to the room with him, and watched him fall asleep.

……

Tang Shen got his freedom, and his life became more and more comfortable. Every day, he would go for a walk on the streets of England to feel the crowded atmosphere outside.

Although there was Su Yihe behind him, it was much better than the time when he was trapped in the room all day long.

Since that day, Su Yihe has become much gentler, his golden pupils are always full of tenderness, as if it will overflow at any time, drowning him in the ocean of love.

After three months of pregnancy, the little guy in Tang Shen's belly also tended to stabilize. He went out more frequently, and sometimes accompanied Su Yihe to see a psychiatrist.

Su Yihe has been receiving treatment for a period of time. With the help of psychological guidance and drugs, his mania has been well controlled by him.

The two started a sweet life. Su Yihe admired romance and planned to pursue Tang Shen again, giving Tang Shen a process from falling in love to falling in love and then to getting married.

At night, Su Yihe lay on the bed, caressing Tang Shen's slightly protruding belly, reading short stories.

He put the book on the side and read it word by word:

I lit three matches one by one in the night

"The first one is to see your face

The second one is to see your face

The last lip to see you

In the rest of the darkness, I'll hold you tight

Thinking about it all. "

Tang's ears turned red. He knew this poem, it was called "Matches in Paris at Night", which expressed that people who love each other only need three matches.

Su Yihe put the book on the cabinet, turned off the lamp, hugged Tang Shen into his arms, and whispered the last line of the poem in his ear: "In the remaining darkness, I will hug you tightly, Thinking about it all."

Tang Shen's face suddenly turned red like a ripe strawberry. In the darkness, the man didn't see it, but heard the man in his arms muttering in a low voice: "Say something gaudy."

Su Yihe smiled, tightened his arms a little, kissed Tang Shen's forehead and gave up, not acting recklessly like before.

Tang Shen's heart gradually sank along with Su Yihe's tenderness.