Hearing the footsteps, Sang Tianen immediately raised his head. The moment he saw Yan Zheng, his eyes lit up and he asked with obvious surprise, "Why are you up?"

Yan Zheng paused for a moment, a forced smile forming at the corner of his mouth: "I can't sleep."

Sang Tianen pushed the bucket in front of Yan Zheng's feet and said ostentatiously, "Look, what did I catch?"

Yan Zheng glanced at the plump black sea bream, shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know."

"Black sea bream." Sang Tianen explained, "Shall we eat it tonight?"

"Okay." Yan Zheng replied absentmindedly.

The overly concise conversation made Sang Tianen realize that something was wrong with her boyfriend. She stood up, walked over to Yan Zheng, and asked gently, "What's wrong? You were so happy just now, why are you so depressed now?"

Yan Zheng blinked a few times without answering, then suddenly leaned over and put his arms around her neck. After a long pause, he asked in a very soft voice, "Can we stay together forever?"

It turned out that he wanted to act like a spoiled child. Sang Tianen's brows relaxed immediately. She gently lifted Yan Zheng's head, kissed his forehead lovingly and said, "You only know how to act like a spoiled child with me every day, and you don't find it annoying."

Yan Zheng felt a wave of pain in his heart. The more his girlfriend showed her love for him, the more he feared that once he told the truth, this love would disappear.

How nice it would be if he hadn't gone through those things, then he would have a girlfriend who dotes on him with a complete body and mind.

He reluctantly pushed away the embrace that made him feel so warm and peaceful. After easing the bitterness in his heart, he said in an extremely solemn voice, "There is something I want to tell you."

Sang Tianen asked him with a puzzled smile: "What's so serious? You frown so hard that you can kill a fly." As he said that, he used his hand to smooth out the deep dent.

A trace of struggle flashed in Yan Zheng's eyes, but he finally said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I am sick."

Sick? Sang Tianen was stunned for a moment, then her nerves tensed up. She pulled Yan Zheng's arm away and looked him up and down, asking anxiously, "Where are you sick? What's wrong?"

Yan Zheng shook his head, holding his girlfriend's arms soothingly, and said, "It's not physical, it's psychological."

Where did this come from? Sang Tianen paused, looking at the other person with puzzled eyes. During the time they had been together, she hadn't noticed anything wrong with this person. Instead, she was the one who had a fit from time to time.

Yan Zheng clenched his hands, took a deep breath, and said, "Actually, I suffer from anxiety disorder and have received psychological treatment for a long time."

Sang Tianen took a full five seconds to react after hearing this, then he lay down on the recliner and smiled at Yan Zheng: "I don't take it seriously, you almost gave me a heart attack just now."

Yan Zheng was confused by the look of indifference. He looked at Sang Tianen blankly and said, "Don't you mind?" Having a mentally abnormal boyfriend?

"What's the big deal?" Sang Tianen smiled nonchalantly. "Life is so stressful these days, it's normal to have some mental imbalance. I even get angry all the time."

"This disease is not as simple as you think." Yan Zheng thought his girlfriend didn't understand, so he quickly explained.

Sang Tianen did not refute his words, but asked another question: "Do you know what caused it?"

Yan Zheng pursed his lips, his eyelids trembling slightly. After a moment of silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "In my senior year of high school, I came out of cram school and was dragged by a few hooligans..."

When he said this, his body suddenly began to tremble and his lips quivered, as if he was enduring unbearable pain. Sang Tianen looked at him quietly, without saying a word or making a movement. He seemed to have become a silent sculpture.

Yan Zheng clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms. The stinging sensation on his skin brought him back from that dark memory. He gasped twice and continued, "Someone happened to pass by. Although I wasn't... that experience left a deep shadow on me. It made me extremely wary of the opposite sex for a long time."

"Later, my parents took me to see a psychiatrist, who diagnosed me with post-traumatic stress disorder. After a period of psychological treatment, I began to slowly let go of my guard, but I still felt anxious."

"It took me a long time to learn to balance this anxious state of mind. Looking back, it seems that it was nothing. Why punish yourself for the mistakes of others? It's ridiculous."

"Gradually, I began to look past that incident lightly, and the anxiety seemed to really fade away. Seeing everyone around me falling in love and getting married, I also began to yearn for a relationship, so I asked my parents to arrange a blind date for me. Sai Baozhen was actually my first blind date."

Having said that, Yan Zheng smiled at Sang Tianen, and the tears in his eyes sparkled in the sunlight, sparkling like diamonds.

"So at that time you went upstairs with me with the mentality of giving it a try?" Sang Tianen suddenly asked another question in a calm tone.

Yan Zheng pursed his lips and replied with a hint of embarrassment: "I liked you very much at that time, and you were good-looking, so I wanted to prove that I really didn't care about the past."

Sang Tianen raised his eyebrows and said, "So you came upstairs with me not because you were in love with me, but because you were just using me as a test subject?"

"No, I really like you." Yan Zheng quickly denied it. Although he did have that thought at the time, he really liked you, otherwise he wouldn't have the courage.

"What a scumbag!" Sang Tianen squeezed out a few words from between his teeth with an expressionless face.

Yan Zheng panicked and quickly sat beside her, coaxing her: "I really like you, if it was another woman I wouldn't go upstairs."

"Quibbling!" Sang Tianen said angrily, "I usually see you dressed in a suit and look respectable, but I didn't expect you to be so cunning. You even used me as a test subject. You're hiding it well enough."

Yan Zheng turned her face over, kissed the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "Don't be angry, I am already yours."

"Really?" Sang Tianen suddenly raised an eyebrow in a playful manner and teased him, "Actually, your illness is very treatable. There's a psychological treatment that's very suitable for you."

"What treatment?"

Sang Tianen suddenly stood up and hugged him fiercely. He blocked Yan Zheng's mouth the moment he screamed in surprise, and walked towards the lower deck while kissing him. While taking a breath, he said in a hoarse voice, "Desensitization therapy."