My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Cheng Anran knows that human prejudice is terrible.

For example, Du Xiangling has regarded her own daughter as a jackal and beast for so many years. She has always thought that she has the bad habit of a country adoptive mother and that she is an unfamiliar white eyed wolf.

Because of prejudice, they can't reconcile today.

Tang Yiyu has a long-standing prejudice against Xu Qingyun. Although he feels that he can turn a blind eye to Xu Qingyun because of his maturity, he has not really accepted each other.

Cheng Anran stretched out her hand around his shoulder, leaned her head on his shoulder and said, "your prejudice stems from your disease."

Tang Yiyu closed his eyes and held her in his arms. He whispered, "I should apologize, right?"

Cheng Anran was afraid that he would force himself too hard because of the apology. He whispered, "don't force yourself too hard. Even if you don't apologize immediately, you can slow down, try to accept the real truth, and then brew up the courage to go again."

Tang Yiyu: "like a coward, it's very cowardly."

Cheng Anran: "it's not cowardice. You just need courage. Everyone has something to fear in his heart. When there's nothing to do, it's better to move forward slowly."

Tang Yiyu's heart is chaotic and cruel. It seems that only in Cheng Anran's arms can he calm his mood and feel warm.

Tang Yiyu: "can I escape? Can I be a coward?"

He never asked anyone this question. He didn't even allow himself to be a coward for granted, but at this time he wanted to ask her what she thought.

Ranran, I want to hear what you say.

Ranran, I need you. Now I can't believe in myself, but I believe in you.

Cheng Anran rubbed him and said softly, "of course, it's shameful to escape, but it's not so useful. And we can all be cowards. If you want to be a coward, you can escape to me for a while. But you can only be a coward for a period of time. After that, you still have to summon up your courage. You have to change back to the omnipotent Tang Yiyu, can you?"

Tang Yiyu's whole heart was filled with warm current. He closed his eyes as if he was very tired: "let me escape for a while. I want to sleep on your leg."

Cheng Anran: "OK."

He then lay down on her lap and really closed his eyes.

Cheng Anran sighed gently after his face became quiet and his breathing became gentle. He picked up the cup in front of him and sniffed it.

The vodka is very strong. Looking down at Tang Yiyu, Cheng Anran feels that he should have a lot of depression in his heart.

He doesn't seem to be a proud person who refuses to apologize. Apologizing to Xu Qingyun is definitely not something that bothers him to escape, otherwise he won't say to apologize at the beginning.

Are you confused?

About his illness, about what I have believed for so many years.

Tang Yiyu fell asleep and entered a dream.

In his dream, he turned into a small shape and shuttled through the small garden. He saw his mother and uncle driver holding together. Neither mother nor father had held him like this.

He saw that after the driver sent his father back, he drove his mother away. When his mother came back, she smelled of bath milk.

Countless pictures interspersed in, he saw that his mother was always with the driver's uncle.

A voice suddenly asked, do you want to tell Dad?

At this time, her mother came over. She picked him up, smiled at him and made him good.

Mom... He wants his mother's warmth and doesn't want to be a bad child.

Complaining is a bad child's behavior, and my mother is just closer to the driver's uncle. The driver's uncle is always with my mother. My mother will laugh when she sees the driver's uncle, so she will be much more gentle to him.

Compared with his busy father all day, his mother spends more time with him.

Tang Yiyu kept running and came to the room where he found out about his mother and the driver.

That day, the driver and his mother were in the room. He shouldn't have gone, but he heard the sound of the car. It was dad who came back.

Little he wanted to find his mother and tell her that his father came back early.

However, the mother who was caught in an adultery collapsed and rushed up and grabbed his neck.

No, mom, No.

I just want to help you. I just want to tell you that dad is back. Why are you holding my neck?

Mom, I can't breathe.

"Husband? Tang Yiyu? Tang Yiyu!" an anxious call came from a distance.

Little Tang Yiyu seemed to see a beam of light to save him from this terrible nightmare.

"Tang Yiyu! You are dreaming, everything is dreaming, wake up!" until the anxious cry, everything around dissipated like smoke and clouds, and Tang Yiyu opened his eyes.

It was black all around, but a pair of anxious eyes flashed.

Seeing him wake up, Cheng Anran breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death."

Tang Yiyu looked at her blankly: "what's the matter with me?"

Cheng Anran: "you just burst out a lot of sweat on your forehead, frowned and twitched all over. Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare? What did you dream of?"

Tang Yiyu did it, slowly breathed and shook his head: "I don't remember what I dreamed. It's a bad dream anyway."

He lied and didn't tell the truth. In fact, everything in his dream is still very clear, so clear that he feels uncomfortable all over.

He glanced at Cheng Anran and apologized, "I scared you."

Seeing that he woke up, Cheng Anran was not frightened. She didn't want her to worry about herself. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine. You're fine. Just wait here and I'll pour you a glass of water."

Cheng Anran stood up and wanted to pour water for him. Tang Yiyu suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He hugged her behind her.

Cheng Anran was stunned and asked softly, "what's the matter?"

Tang Yiyu said in a muffled voice, "don't go. Can you stay here with me for a while?"

Cheng Anran knew that this dream must make Tang Yiyu feel uncomfortable. He guessed that Tang Yiyu thought about it day and night. He probably dreamed about his mother.

After all, the source of his misogyny was his mother, and his misunderstanding of Xu Qingyun made him doubt himself.

Cheng Anran was distressed and nodded, "OK, I'll accompany you."

The two held each other like this. Tang Yiyu put her head on Cheng Anran's shoulder. Cheng Anran didn't ask much. She was a companion with all her heart and comforted each other only by embracing each other's body.

At this moment, silence is better than sound. He doesn't need to say anything. He quietly feels her company, and Cheng Anran quietly transmits her warmth in her own way.

At that time, only the most loved ones could comfort the painful and distorted soul.