The same situation happens in many families today.
These men, hungry and desperate, transferred their suffering to their wives.
Ignore their tears and pain, as if all the suffering is what they deserve.
But his own humiliation was actually brought upon him by his wife.
They turn their anger into sharp blades and stab those closest to them, those who saved their lives.
These wives silently endured the double torture, exhausted both physically and mentally, but had nowhere to appeal.
She could only curse her cowardly and cruel husband.
This quarrel reached its climax with the colorless gas that drifted in through the crack in the door.
The gas was like a catalyst, intensifying every bit of resentment and making the argument more intense.
The wife's tears and the husband's roars intertwined to form a picture of despair.
Room 1715, Building 3,
Ye Lang sent his last trader to the store, locked the door, and slumped on the sofa exhausted.
He barely glanced at the system prompts.
[Host Ye Lang, Constitution: 70.8]
Double the basic food and water requirements of the system (currently 12,288 loaves of bread, 4,096 barrels of water, 2,304 large watermelons, 1,024 packs of spicy noodles, and 256 roast ducks per day)
Then he closed his eyes weakly and fell into a deep sleep.
In Ye Lang's dream, he seemed to be back in that rental house, the place that brought him endless happiness and satisfaction, but was also extremely humiliating.
When he woke up again, Ye Lang saw a pair of beautiful eyes full of worry.
"How long have I slept?"
Ye Lang asked Bi Xiao in a hoarse voice.
Bi Xiao first passed the water to Ye Lang's mouth, watched him drink it slowly, and then answered softly:
"You slept a whole night, and it's already noon the next day."
Ye Lang slowly sat up, looked around, and felt a little dazed.
That's crazy enough.
"Xiao Lang, you scared us last night."
Bi Xiao spoke softly, her eyes full of concern.
"You know we waited and waited for you yesterday, but you didn't come back.
It broke our hearts when we opened the door and saw you unconscious."
Bi Xiao continued with a choked voice:
"My supernatural powers are useless for treating you. I can only watch you with your eyes closed and your brow furrowed."
Ye Lang looked at the beautiful young woman who was about to cry, and a feeling of heartache surged in his heart.
He gently hugged Bi Xiao, stroked her back, and whispered:
"I'm sorry for making you worry."
Bi Xiao leaned in his arms, tears falling silently.
"As long as you're okay.
But, please don't be like this.
If you want to increase your strength, you can come to us.
I could see that yesterday, even with this kind of thing, you weren't truly happy inside.
That's why you are in so much pain.
We would rather endure everything than let you suffer any more."
Ye Lang hugged Bi Xiao tightly, who was mumbling to himself, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Indeed, this is something every man wants.
Ye Lang is also a man, and an energetic and vigorous man at that.
But if you keep fighting, you will get tired.
Moreover, this is different from what happened to Bi Xiao that day.
The two of them are in tune with each other and love each other.
That kind of tacit understanding and affection far surpasses simple physical pleasure.
䀴Last night,
It was simply to improve his strength, and the mechanical repetition without any emotional exchange made him feel empty and tired.
Moreover, the howling and painful groans coming from his ears made him feel a little uncomfortable as a human being.
Not much, but deep enough.
Ye Lang took a deep breath, his eyes became firm.
"Don't worry. It's barely enough, and I... won't be like this again any time soon.
Bi Xiao heard this, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes, she stroked his cheek and said softly:
"Then, we are all by your side and will support you at all times."
The two of them exchanged sweet words for a while and then returned to 1706.
Seeing that the four girls had been waiting for a long time, their faces were tired but they could not hide their concern.
"elder brother!"
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