My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

The crystal cup in Tang Yiyu's hand shook and almost fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Fortunately, the next second he grasped the water cup tightly and didn't let it fall.

Sitting on the sofa, Cheng Anran is curled up in the bright lights, but it seems that she is in an abyss of despair.

Tang Yiyu's head and heart ached at the same time.

Some pictures of memory came up, and a sense of suffocation choked his neck surrounded him in an instant.

With his eyes closed, Tang Yiyu tried to suppress his emotions.

Almost 30 seconds later, Tang Yiyu felt a cool sweat on his back, which was a little better.

He breathed out, walked over, put the water in front of Cheng Anran, and calmly opened his mouth: "Of course, there are parents in the world who want their children to die. There are not only such parents in the world, but also parents who sell their children, kill their children's parents, beat and abuse their children's parents every day. The world is too big to hold anything that makes you feel unimaginable and frightened."

He knows that Cheng Anran is desperate now, and he also knows that he should say something comforting.

But he didn't know how to comfort others from childhood, just as no one learned how to comfort him from childhood.

No one can suffer for anyone, how can we talk about comfort?

Cheng Anran heard these words, but she didn't become more sad. She just said with her tearful scarlet eyes: "what should such children do? What should they do to make themselves better?"

Tang Yiyu said coldly, "live well."

Cheng Anran looked at him calmly, as if she didn't understand.

Tang Yiyu sighed. He rarely took out some paper towels and walked up to her to wipe her tears. Cheng Anran subconsciously stepped back.

Probably due to the effect of alcohol, she became very considerate and shook her head: "you can't touch women, can you?"

Tang Yiyu was stunned and his pupils contracted: "how did you... Know?"

Cheng Anran hugged herself and muttered, "do you think I'm stupid? I'm not stupid. I know everything..."

Tang Yiyu didn't think he could keep it from Cheng Anran. He pursed his thin lips and insisted on raising his fingers to wipe the tears on her face. While wiping, he said, "it's not that I can't, I don't like it, or even disgust, probably because I have prejudice against women."

He always resisted women because of some things when he was a child. He never thought he would meet a woman like Cheng Anran.

Cheng Anran is the only woman who makes him willing to endure discomfort and discomfort and also want to wipe her tears.

Maybe it's because she's too poor, or because she's a little like herself in some places.

Seeing her so helpless, he wanted to give her a hand.

Tang Yiyu wiped her tears and took disinfectant to disinfect herself.

He felt that he was looking for sin and had to do it when he knew it was bad. In fact, this behavior was no different from self abuse.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yiyu said to Cheng Anran, "the people who hurt you want to drag you into the abyss, but they don't deserve you to look into the abyss."

When you stare at the abyss, the abyss also stares at you. So don't stare, don't think about those dark things.

Tang Yiyu himself was the one who came from the abyss. He looked at Cheng Anran who was tortured at this time and didn't want her to come to the abyss.

All the people who walk through the abyss are sick and abnormal, just like him.

Tang Yiyu knows that he is not a normal person, but he has learned to reconcile with his abnormal self.

He couldn't change himself, so he accepted himself.

Cheng Anran was already a little drunk. After crying, she vented. Her head was confused, her curled eyelashes nodded, and her mouth murmured irrelevant words: "I like your family. I don't have nothing now. I have a grandfather, a mother and a brother. I will do well this time. I will buy a lot of delicious tea for grandpa and make the most beautiful clothes for my mother to make her more beautiful than other ladies. I will play games with my brother and buy sneakers for my brother. I will make a lot of money More money will be good to them... "

Tang Yiyu listened to her drunken muttering, and his face was expressionless: "indeed, she was plotted."

Cheng Anran ignored him and seemed to be going to sleep. He couldn't help looking down at her: "what about me? Don't you have my share?"

Cheng Anran looked at him for a while. Suddenly, there were charming ripples on the corners of her lips. She stretched out her hand and caught him by surprise. She put her red lips together and kissed his thin lips.

Tang Yiyu: "!"

The rolling cherry lips have a little aroma of fruit wine, and the lips are soft and hot.

She withdrew a little in Tang Yiyu's uncontrollable shock and smiled, "give you a kiss!"

Then she fell asleep on the sofa.

Tang Yiyu stayed in place for a few seconds, and an uncontrollable physiological reaction rushed up.

He turned and walked to the bathroom, holding the washing table and retching.

However, after vomiting twice, nothing came out. His nausea and nausea stopped after two times. Tang Yiyu turned on the tap and flushed his lips twice, and then looked up at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror, he was a little embarrassed and messy, and his face was not very good, but his washed lips were very red.

The heart beat violently. I don't know whether it was because of physical discomfort or just being kissed.

He couldn't tell and didn't want to tell. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath and told himself that Cheng Anran was just drunk and crazy.

And this kiss went against his will and gave him a kiss nausea, so it doesn't mean anything!

But vaguely, a magical feeling rose and asked him if he really hated the kiss, whether he was so angry that he wanted to throw Cheng Anran out. He hesitated and even thought: why bother with a drunkard? Can you really throw her out? It's so late.

In short, president Tang Da, after being kissed by his bored female species, was not so cold as to throw people out. Instead, he found every excuse for each other to stay here. It was indeed the rhythm of red rain.

After half an hour, Tang Yiyu came out of the bathroom and saw Cheng Anran sleeping on the sofa. Angrily, he went upstairs, turned over the bed, took down the blanket and covered her, and then went to wash himself.

The bell rang at 12:00 in the evening, and Tang Yiyu, dressed in soft pajamas, came down from the upstairs again. This time, his temperament changed, and he was a little dissolute in his evil charm.

He went to Cheng Anran, bent over and rubbed her hair, whispered in front of her: "my sleeping beauty, you will catch a cold when you sleep here."

Cheng Anran frowned slightly and didn't mean to wake up. He picked up his eyebrows and smiled softly. He leaned over to pick up the people, hummed blues and carried them upstairs. Finally, he walked into his bedroom.