No breakup

Jealousy is like a plant that spreads endlessly, taking root and sprouting wildly in uneasy and paranoid love, wishing to wrap the lover into a cocoon.

Kong Lingyu hugged Fang Huai's waist and looked up at him infatuatedly while speaking:

"I bullied you. I was despicable and shameless. I was wrong."

"My blood and bones have become the nourishment of jealousy. My despicable jealousy and anxiety have made me hideous and exposed my true colors. I was wrong."

"But please, don't leave me, okay?"

Kong Lingyu gritted his teeth and peeled off his disguise layer by layer, exposing himself completely in front of Fang Huai, his bloody self. His voice was low but he begged Fang Huai over and over again not to abandon him.

Fang Huai almost tripped over him, and took a deep breath when he heard Kong Lingyu's shocking words.

This is Kong Lingyu—the real Kong Lingyu, the dark and unscrupulous Kong Lingyu.

Fang Huai slowly raised his hand and finally placed it on Kong Lingyu's head. The initiative between them was actually always in Fang Huai's hands.

He is the superior in this relationship. Kong Lingyu's paranoid confession always reminds Fang Huai of a large dog that takes the initiative to hand the rope to its owner, even though the person in front of him is a vicious wolf with sharp claws and fangs.

It seemed as if Kong Lingyu would accept everything Fang Huai gave him.

Whenever Fang Huai extended his hand, Kong Lingyu would reveal the shackles around his neck, hypocritically retract his claws, and lean forward to accept it.

But the premise is that he is not abandoned. When the wolf breaks free from the shackles because of the abandonment of the master, it will become attached to the master.

"well."

Kong Lingyu only heard a faint sigh coming from above his head, and then a pair of cold hands fell on his head. Suddenly, Kong Lingyu's eyes lit up.

He also rubbed Fang Huai's palm. This obedient look was completely different from his previous aggressive self.

Fang Huai was always helpless against Kong Lingyu, as he was too good at controlling Fang Huai.

He knew clearly that Kong Lingyu's gentleness and harmlessness were all disguises, and that he was still paranoid and cunning in his bones.

Kong Lingyu was really cunning. He could always make Fang Huai soften his heart. He would cut open his own heart and spread his paranoia and darkness in front of Fang Huai like a sheepskin, then with a pleading look on his face, he would lead Fang Huai's hand to touch it.

This made Fang Huai start to think: "Is it because I didn't make any promises to him and didn't give him a sense of security?"

When there is a problem in a relationship, it is definitely not a problem for one person; relationships are a matter for two people.

They are insiders, not bystanders. Fang Huai is also confused. He doesn't know how to deal with this matter.

This matter is wrong from the beginning to the end. Since it is wrong, it must be corrected.

Fang Huai lowered his head and moved his hand down Kong Lingyu's face, finally stopping at the fragile neck. He stretched out his fingers and gently pressed on the rolling Adam's apple. The uncontrollable rolling of the Adam's apple on the pale neck, the tense blood vessels and the sound of swallowing saliva all stimulated Fang Huai's senses.

Kong Lingyu was very excited, both physically and mentally.

"What would you do if I didn't want you anymore?"

Fang Huai tapped Kong Lingyu's Adam's apple, and the bony Adam's apple moved slightly. Its owner cooperated by raising his head and looking at Fang Huai almost obsessively.

Kong Lingyu was about to speak with his lips trembling.

"I want to hear the truth." Fang Huai said, pressing his fingertips lightly against Kong Lingyu's Adam's apple.

"I'll steal you away and hide you on my island. It's just us. I'll make sure you can only look at me and love me." Kong Lingyu's voice was hoarse. "I'll use the softest and hardest shackles to lock your ankles. I'll bear all of Maimai's anger and hold you in my arms forever. Let me belong to Maimai."

Fang Huai looked at Kong Lingyu's serious expression. He was certain that Kong Lingyu was telling the truth. Then, he suddenly pulled his hand back and said, "I don't like that."

"I know you don't like it, so I won't do it easily, unless..." Kong Lingyu said anxiously but didn't finish the rest of his words.

He stared at Fang Huai's face with eager eyes, revealing all his desires nakedly: If you don't like it, I won't do it, but if you really don't want me anymore, I won't be able to control myself.

At that time, I will tear off all the disguises on my body, become a beast with only you in my eyes, kidnap you, and madly occupy all your attention. Let me become your property, and at the same time madly possess you.

But Fang Huai doesn't like it. If Fang Huai doesn't like him, he won't do it. If Fang Huai doesn't abandon him, he will suppress the crazy possessiveness in his bones and beg for Fang Huai's mercy and mercy.

He raised his head and said almost pleadingly: "Please... don't leave me."

"I know you don't like it, so I'm begging you, don't abandon me."

Fang Huai's voice rang out overhead. Kong Lingyu raised his head, the blood vessels in his neck tensed. He swallowed and said anxiously, "I love you."

After saying that, he stretched out his neck, leaned forward slightly, pulled Fang Huai's hand, and followed his movements to put it on Kong Lingyu's face, almost touching his eyes. Fang Huai hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but Kong Lingyu held his hand.

Down—down—

Finally, it stopped at Kong Lingyu's hot lips, and the soft, slightly pink fingertips gently pressed against Kong Lingyu's lower lip. Kong Lingyu held Fang Huai's slightly trembling fingertips, his eyes restrained but faintly revealing madness: "I love you."

Fang Huai withdrew his wet and hot fingertips, his hand hanging by his side trembled slightly, and his expression was solemn.

After a long time, he finally spoke: "Then will you listen to me?"

Today was too chaotic. Although the instigator in front of him did one extreme and crazy thing after another, Fang Huai never gave up the idea of ​​this relationship.

He looked down at Kong Lingyu at his feet and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Kong Lingyu's love is bold, passionate, crazy and scorching. His eyes are always filled with only Fang Huai, and from beginning to end, there has never been the slightest wavering.

His love was something Fang Huai had never received before - a passionate and unconditional love.

Fang Huai thought of what the girl said when she was discharged from the hospital: The more introverted a person is, the more he needs passionate and unrestrained love. It is like a moth flying into a flame, like magma melting thin ice, and finally becoming as solid as a rock.

He will not give up Kong Lingyu and will not want Kong Lingyu.

I will never give up this short-lived relationship.

Just like when Li Xuan asked during the day: Would he choose this uncontrolled relationship, Fang Huai answered firmly: "No."

His answer not only surprised the at-ease Li Xuan, but also shocked Fang Huai himself. However, until now, if someone still asks this question, Fang Huai's answer is still: No.

Fang Huai looked down at Kong Lingyu quietly. Kong Lingyu had a vague premonition that his answer would affect Fang Huai's decision. Without thinking, he answered, "I'll be obedient."

After saying that, he tightened his arms around Fang Huai's waist.

"Then don't show up in front of me for a month." Fang Huai moved his fingers. "Can you do that?"

A month?!

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue to Kong Lingyu, and uneasiness surged in his heart. He subconsciously felt that Fang Huai wanted to abandon him and he could not agree!

He hugged Fang Huai and shook his head: "I can't do it."

"Maimai, I can't do it!"

Fang Huai's heart tightened. Seeing Kong Lingyu's deceitful behavior, his face turned completely cold. He pulled Kong Lingyu's hand away and turned his back: "You can leave now."

Kong Lingyu staggered to his feet, looking dejected: "I rubbed it, Maimai, you can hit me or scold me, but... please don't leave me."

Fang Huai's back was turned, his expression unrecognizable. Kong Lingyu stood at the door, his eyes pleading, but Fang Huai still refused to compromise. He shook his head gently and said, "You're not wrong. You've always believed you were right, Kong Lingyu."

"Since you don't think you are wrong, why do you say you are wrong?" Fang Huai turned around and looked at him in confusion.

"No. I know I was wrong."

Kong Lingyu stepped forward, but stopped his hand in the air at Fang Huai's eye signal.

He couldn't stand Fang Huai's attitude of distancing himself from him, and he absolutely couldn't lose Fang Huai.

Kong Lingyu quickly made up for it: "I can do it, I can do it."

Fang Huai tilted his head slightly, his eyes suspicious. Kong Lingyu's hands couldn't stop shaking. He made a swearing gesture: "I can do it."

"Yeah." Fang Huai walked upstairs. His footsteps were slow and gentle, and Kong Lingyu's heart also rose with Fang Huai's back.

He used to be like this too. He could only see Fang Huai's back, and Fang Huai would never look back at him... His hands slowly tightened.

He is not in a glorious position now. There are obvious hand marks on his face, cracks at the corners of his mouth and he looks decadent. All his former glory and strategic planning have disappeared. Facing the relationship that he has fought so hard for, his clumsy means make him feel helpless.

"If Fang Huai really doesn't want him anymore, just hide him."

The evil thoughts popped up again, and the loss in Kong Lingyu's eyes dissipated, leaving only madness and gambling.

Kong Lingyu was betting that Fang Huai would be soft-hearted towards him and that Fang Huai would not abandon him.

The footsteps stopped, and Kong Lingyu's heart settled.

"Then it's a deal. You're not allowed to show up in front of me for a month. When the agreed time comes, come back to me with the answer."

"Now, Kong Lingyu, you can leave."

Fang Huai stood upstairs, holding onto the railing, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, almost imperceptibly, as if relieved of a heavy burden: "Perhaps, in a month, you and I will both change and learn how to love."

Fang Huai's hand was resting on the dark red fence. The bright light shone on the slightly red back of his hand. The huge color contrast made his hand look even more lustrous. Kong Lingyu didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw that the red mole on the back of Fang Huai's hand looked even more charming.

When Fang Huai's doubtful gaze fell on him, he lowered his head in panic, lowering his eyes to hide the desire that was about to burst out.

"We're not breaking up, are we?" Kong Lingyu stood at the door, his head lowered so that his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

Fang Huai stood upstairs and looked at him, neither urging nor asking.

After a long time, so long that Fang Huai almost thought Kong Lingyu had fainted, he heard Kong Lingyu ask hesitantly, "Isn't this considered a breakup?"

Tired of standing, Fang Huai leaned over the guardrail, buried his head in his arms, and said, "It doesn't count."

“We just solve problems.”

"Kong Lingyu, we didn't break up."