Defeated By Love

Chapter 81

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The interior is bright and bright.

At this time, the posture of the two of them had gradually evolved into that Shu Nian was hugged in his arms with the quilt on. She curled up into a small ball, and the quilt on her body slipped off unconsciously.

The beige skirt was wrinkled, and the hem of the skirt was out of place, blending with the bright white skin.

Her hair was loose, and a few strands fell onto her beautifully curved collarbone. Black and white collided to create distinct colors.

Xie Ruhe's voice was low and gentle, like an air tone, touching her ear, bringing an itchy touch, similar to a bewitching tide of emotion. Then, he quietly dragged her into the damp and dark abyss.

Inch by inch, guiding her unconsciously.

Listening to his words, Shu Nian swallowed, hooked his neck with one hand, and raised her head involuntarily. The place he kissed seemed to be electrified, hot and numb.

The dazzling white light on the top made Shu Nian lose his sanity again.

This bewitchment lasted less than three seconds.

Shunian didn't listen to his words, his tone seemed like he was going to cry, and he repeated again: "No! Turn off the lights!"

But he didn't seem to hear, the kiss was still moving down.

The temperature of the fingertips slowly rose with the movement, and with the lust, it was difficult to stop at her most sensitive part. The eyes were as black as ink, deep, with a sense of destruction.

Then, a heavy pressure.

Shu Nian's body moved back subconsciously, but he was fixed by him, unable to move.

Xie Ruhe seemed to have become another person.

He made no effort to hide the darkness in his heart, which gradually revealed with his actions. He also ignored her almost shameful crying, brutally trying to swallow her whole.

It's like being overwhelmed by desire.

Shu Nian also gradually forgot the point of his persistence, and his senses were completely occupied by him.

Like floating in the waves, unable to find a place to support, she can only rely on him who is close at hand, completely attached to him, and feel the ups and downs brought by him.

I don't know how long it took, the waves rose to the highest point.

Shunian's brain seemed to be disconnected, overwhelming feelings occupied all her thoughts, her lips parted, and a thin sound came out of her throat.

Xie Ruhe's fingertips were wet with liquid, and he pulled it out.

The only sound left in the room was the breathing of the two of them.

The next moment, Xie Ruhe pulled off the quilt forcefully, wrapping her whole body again. With a heavy breath, he closed his eyes and kissed her forehead heavily. Through the quilt, Shu Nian could feel the heat on his body.

She looked dazed, and the corners of her eyes were red.

There was still mist in his eyes, his hair was disheveled, two layers of blush appeared on his little face, and fine sweat was oozing from his body, as if he had just been ravaged by someone.

Staring at her appearance, Xie Ruhe's throat felt dry.

Thinking of the instructions and education she received from her parents since she was a child, what she said to him when she slept in the same room for the first time, and thinking of her steadfastness and trust in him just now.

He resisted the urge to move on to the next step.

Xie Ruhe called her in a low voice: "Nian Nian."

Shu Nian sniffed, subconsciously looked up.

"I won't do anything to you." Reluctantly grasping his superficial reason, Xie Ruhe lowered his head, kissed her lips again, and said vaguely, "...I'll just touch you."

Mental illness is not like other minor illnesses and pains. As long as you are all attached to the doctor and follow the doctor's advice, you can be completely cured. The key point is the patient himself, whether he thinks about it well, and whether he can figure it out.

If you are always stuck in a dead end, you will probably never get over this hurdle.

But if you figure it out, you've found the right path.

You will definitely be able to get out of it slowly, the only thing left is sooner or later.

Because of that dream, and because of the words that he had never dared to confide to Xie Ruhe in the past, Shu Nian felt that the indestructible weight on his chest finally had a crack, and a small piece fell off.

relieved her pain.

This is the first time Shu Nian felt it.

She has probably passed the most difficult time in her life.

In order to completely get rid of this disease, Shu Nian began to seriously cooperate with the treatment, read books related to this aspect, and actively proposed to the doctor that he wanted to do the "exposure therapy" plan that he had always rejected before.

Hearing bad voices, seeing bad things.

Shunian no longer regards these things as her own inferiority complex, and no longer suffers silently like before. She will take the initiative to tell Xie Ruhe, and listen to him patiently enlightening her. place.

History is like a cycle.

Xie Ruhe had a bad life in the past, no matter whether Shunian himself was in a good or bad life, he still gave him light without hesitation, and patiently showed him all the beautiful places in this world.

But now, when Shunian is in the same situation, he uses the same method to cover up the dirty side of this world.

Only leave her the world she yearns for.

Time flies, and August has already touched its tail.

When he went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, Shu Nian obeyed the doctor's advice and reduced the dosage of the medicine. After leaving the hospital, when she was about to go home with Xie Ruhe, Huang Lizhi called her and asked her to go over and try the sound.

The studio took over a web drama.

The character who asked Shunian to audition was the heroine in the play.

The first time Shu Nian got the chance to audition for the protagonist, he excitedly hugged Xie Ruhe and smirked for a while, then dragged him to the direction of the recording studio, bouncing all the way like a child.

She cleared her throat and practiced her lines casually in front of him.

The mouth opened and closed, as if talking to himself.

"I want a beef noodle, no green onion, no coriander, more chili and noodles, no beef." Shu Nan's voice was crisp and cheerful, "Oh, add some pork for me."

Xie Ruhe listened to her words and asked seriously: "Isn't that just pork noodles?"

Shu Nian shook his head: "It's beef noodles with no beef but only pork."

"..."

After finishing speaking, Shu Nian looked at him: "How do you know that the next line is from that? It's a line from a play I assisted in before, so I'll just read it casually."

Xie Ruhe said: "Normally, he would answer that sentence."

Hearing this, Shu Nian thought for a while: "I should answer, 'Mine is not spicy'."

"..."

"I'll give you a fake voice." Shunian was in a good mood, raised his voice, deliberately accentuated his nasal voice, and his voice suddenly became tender and innocent, "I like you so much."

Xie Ruhe moved his eyelashes and looked at her.

"This is Lolita." Shunian held his breath, and said with a smile, "I'll change another one for you, I like you. This is Yujieyin."

"..."

"Also, I like you. This is..." Shu Nian thought slowly about adjectives, "Zheng Taiyin."

Xie Ruhe patted her head: "Can you change so many voices?"

Shu Nian nodded: "Do you have any sounds or sentences you want to hear?"

"I want to hear it—" Xie Ruhe dragged his voice, lowered his voice, and said slowly, "You said you liked me."

Shu Nian didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

The next moment, Xie Ruhe looked down at her and said calmly, "Let's talk about the entrance of the recording studio."

This time Shu Nian heard clearly, squeezed his voice and said obediently: "Go to the door of the recording studio."

"..."