His eyes gradually lost their luster and became dim.
With trembling hands, he lifted the veil from the woman's face, but found that the face underneath the veil was not the person he had been thinking about.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he regained some strength. He stood up and turned around to see Tang Wan in a green dress.
She was standing against the light, her whole body covered with a faint halo. Before he fainted, he saw her stretching out a hand towards him.
He was so excited that he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.
It was six days later when Shen Xiaohan woke up again.
Tang Wan was guarding him, her eyes were red and swollen like little peaches.
"Crazy, are you going to die? Don't you know how to weigh the pros and cons? Can't you just pretend you don't care?"
Shen Xiaohan didn't reply, but just held her in his arms, not caring about the wounds on his body being opened.
He nuzzled her neck extremely insecurely, biting her soft flesh with his teeth and grinding it slowly.
It seemed like it wanted to leave some traces to declare its sovereignty, but in the end, I don’t know whether it was because it was reluctant or because it had no strength after waking up, so it only left a shallow red mark.
Since then, Shen Xiaohan has become increasingly silent and insecure.
He always stayed with her in his free time and did not allow her to leave his sight.
He even asked her to report to him truthfully when she left the palace, where she went, what she ate today, and who else was around her.
He was so scared that he became paranoid.
But this paranoia was a bit too much. He wanted to selfishly keep Tang Wan in captivity and never let her leave his sight.
But Tang Wan is a human being, not a pet. She has her own thoughts and it is impossible for her to agree with him in everything.
Gradually, some rifts inevitably arose between the two.
The feeling of having my every move, even the few steps I take every day, being monitored is so oppressive.
The pressure made it hard for her to breathe.
She proposed to talk to Shen Xiaohan, but Shen Xiaohan just stared at her stubbornly.
He lost a lot of weight while recuperating from his illness, and his skin became much whiter.
But her hair could not turn black again. Her head was full of white hair and her obsidian eyes refused to move away from her.
"What do you want to talk about?" This was the first sentence he said in recent days.
"I know you were just too anxious at that time, but I am still alive and well." What he meant was, could you please stop controlling me like that?
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
It's a good thing to have someone to restrain you, which proves that someone cares about you.
But if the restraint goes too far, it becomes a kind of confinement, which will keep strangling you and then slowly tighten until you can't breathe.
Now, she is strictly required to eat what she eats every day.
She was pregnant and already greedy, but now she couldn't even eat to her liking, and she felt very upset every day.
Shen Xiaohan's eyes were filled with bewilderment, and his fingers twirled the corners of his clothes nervously: "I thought you would be scared."
Tang Wan was confused by his words: "What are you afraid of?"
"I thought you would be afraid of what happened that day, so I kept you under control. I thought this would make you feel at ease..."
"I'm not afraid, Akan."
"But I'm afraid." There was a glimmer of tears in his eyes, and a hint of vulnerability unconsciously appeared on his face.
"Do you know how I felt when I saw you lying on the cold ground that day?"
"You know, I just wanted to kill my enemy and then go with you, Tang Wan. You don't take yourself seriously at all. Don't you have a heart?"
"How could I lie? I saw you being held hostage by him, how could I pretend that I didn't care?"
"Have you ever been sincere to me these days? Even a little bit."
Only then did Tang Wan realize how miserable he felt inside, and that his apparent strength was just an act of forced effort.
She really didn't expect that one day, Shen Xiaohan would really fall in love with her.
And love is so sincere, so passionate, and so unconcealed.
Tang Wan stroked his thinner cheek and said, "I'm not afraid because I know you're here. But Ahan, can you give me some space?"
"I know you do this because you care about me, but can you try another way?" She thought of these days, the feeling of being watched no matter what she did.
That kind of surveillance made her extremely uneasy. She always had dreams at night, couldn't eat or sleep well, and her spirits were much worse.
Shen Xiaohan lowered his eyes and said nothing, but his aura did not weaken. Silence also represented a kind of resistance.
He didn't want to.
He has no sense of security. Only when his lover is in his hands, firmly controlled by him, and depends on him for survival, will he not go crazy.
Seeing him like this, Tang Wan felt uncomfortable due to the pregnancy hormones, and her tears were completely out of control.
She wanted to coax Shen Xiaohan, and she told herself in her heart: He just cares about her too much, that's why he acts like this.
But she felt aggrieved. If Shen Xiaohan really liked her, why did he distrust her so much?
Looking at him now with his white hair, scars all over his body, he looks so frail.
She couldn't hit him, and she couldn't scold him either. She could only sit there and shed tears silently.
Shen Xiaohan didn't hear her voice at first. When she shed tears, she bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from making any sound.
It wasn't until she couldn't help but gasp that Shen Xiaohan saw her face was covered in tears and her cheeks were red from crying.
The few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks were also wet with tears and sweat.
Every time her tears fell, it was like a needle piercing a hole in his heart.
All those light, cool liquids turned into sharp blades, piercing his body with wounds.
He used to hate seeing his mother cry, but his mother always cried for him, crying for his future, his prospects, and his life experience.
Now, his beloved was also crying for him, but she was crying for his tyranny and his confinement.
"Don't cry, I promise."
I don't know when, tears appeared on his face.
In the past, there was a saying in the military camp: Men shed blood and tears, not sweat.
He did it. He withstood the enemy's swords, hidden weapons, and all the lethal objects.
Not a single tear was shed.
But now, her tears had cut the softest part of his heart, and he couldn't help crying.
"You're crying." Tang Wan felt sad and wanted to touch his face.
He wiped his face vigorously with his sleeve, but because he wiped it too hard, his face turned red.
"I didn't, I was just blinded by the wind and sand."
"Ahan..." Tang Wan frowned, her face covered in sweat, and her lips gradually turned pale: "I think I'm about to give birth."
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