I, social fear, addicted to stickers [Transmigration Book]

Song Tang let Fang Hening play with him in embarrassment. The other party took off his wet clothes, dried him and hugged him first to warm him up. Then he carried him into the bathtub to soak in the hot water. He didn't move and let him do whatever he wanted What's up.

After soaking in hot water, his body slowly warmed up. Hearing the sound of running water, he raised his hand to shake Fang Hening's hand resting on the side of the bathtub, and finally felt a little guilty about being in the rain. He said softly: "You talk, don't keep talking."

Fang Hening pulled out his hand, took a stool and sat down, then put Song Tang's hand back into the hot water, his voice somewhat tinged with the coolness of the autumn rain, "What do you want me to say?"

Song Tang lowered his eyes, "You can say whatever you want, whatever you want."

Fang Hening was just silent.

There was only the constant sound of running water in the bathroom, making the atmosphere less stagnant.

When Song Tang was almost soaked, he squeezed the shampoo to wash his hair, and only reminded him to "close your eyes".

Song Tang closed his eyes obediently, but did not continue to remain silent, and said again: "You push me away, I really don't understand, and I'm still angry, what I said before, you can't repeat it again and again, no matter what the reason is , if there is a next time, I... I will definitely kick the door."

"He Ning, I told you, so what if you get hurt? There will always be stumbling blocks when two people get along. I believe you won't, and at the same time, accept the possible harm calmly. Don't be afraid, I won't Because I hate you, I don't like you, I know that's not your intention."

Just like his social fear, psychological or spiritual problems, it is not something that he can control if he wants to control it.

Fang Hening rubbed Song Tang's hair, listened to the other party's calm but firm words, and asked, "You dare to say that without knowing the specific situation?"

Song Tang opened his eyes and looked at Fang Hening, "No matter what it is, even if you are schizophrenic, I have no intention of breaking up with you."

Fang Hening's hands stopped, and Song Tang's eyes were as clean and pure as ever. The warm yellow light in the bathroom was covered with water mist, and the amber brown eyes shimmered like sparkling water.

The four eyes meet, the sound of water rushing.

What interrupted the silent staring between the two was the shampoo flowing into Song Tang's eyes. His eyes hurt for a while, and he subconsciously lowered his head and rubbed them.

Fang Hening frowned, pulled a dry towel and wiped Song Tang's eyes, seeing that his moist eyes turned red, he felt a little irritated.

He told the other person to close his eyes again, quickly rinsed his hair, and after tidying up, he carried him out of the bathroom and placed him directly on the bed, then turned around and went out to pour water.

Song Tang let Fang He take care of him, being carried around, he didn't even touch the ground when he put on clothes and dried his hair.

Taking the water glass handed over by the other party, he took a sip of the warm and slightly hot water, then patted the bedside, "Sit."

Fang Hening didn't intend to sit down.

Seeing the meaning of the person in front of him, Song Tang turned his head towards the window and said, "If you dare to go, I will go down with you. It's almost nine o'clock at night, so I can't sleep, so I can go all the way. In the company, if you can’t sleep, you can’t waste time, it’s better to work.”

After finishing speaking, seeing Fang Hening frowned, he added: "If you dare to leave, I will dare to do so. If you don't believe me, try it."

Fang Hening stood by the bed, feeling helpless, Song Tang said harsh words with a straight face, making him unable to refuse if he wanted to. The other party was not joking with him, let alone a threat that was just a lip service.

Song Tang is really with him.

After 2 minutes of silence, he sat down beside the bed, almost compromised, and said, "People always talk big when they don't know it. When things really happen, they realize that they can't accept it at all."

Song Tang didn't respond in a hurry, and drank the water in the cup slowly, and put the cup on the bedside before he asked directly: "Anyway, don't you want me to know the real you? No, this way No, it should be—"

"He Ning, or should I call you Fang Xuan? Don't you want me to know you completely?"

Fang Hening's already frowning brows became even tighter, why didn't he want to.

He craves desperately.

Song Tang didn't mind Fang Hening's silence. He stared at the other party without moving his eyes for a moment, and continued, "I'll give back what you said before. You can't just deny it without looking at it and asking for proof. All possible, how can you be sure that I will not accept you?"

"But you will still hesitate in the face of my negative emotions." Fang Hening realized that his tone was a bit aggressive after speaking, he suddenly recovered and continued, "This is human nature, I know no one..."

"Shut up!"

Song Tang glanced over, "Do you want to be so narrow-minded? I was hesitant, but it wasn't because of fear or disgust, it was just that I didn't react. It was the first time I encountered your emotions, and you didn't even give me any time to react. I?"

Being interrupted didn't make Fang Hening angry, but he calmed down after hearing Song Tang's raised tone, the light in his dark eyes flowed silently.

After a while, he said, ""That kind of emotion"... Now that I've come to this point, I'll just say it straight, Song Tang, I'm not schizophrenic, but I'm indeed sick. "

Song Tang straightened up and leaned over, held Fang Hening's hand, and retorted softly with some dissatisfaction, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't be sick, sick, at most it's a problem, where is sickness?"

Fang Hening laughed softly, looking at Song Tang who was close at hand, the confession he had longed for for a long time, finally at this moment, in the clear and gentle eyes of his lover, he found a chance to see the light of day.

There are still heavy clouds outside the window, and the raindrops hitting the windowpane make an uninterrupted, heart-wrenching sound. Fang Hening didn't like this kind of sound before, and found it noisy, but now——

But he felt that the sound was like mild and harmless white noise, which actually calmed him down.

He held Song Tang's hand back and gently kneaded the other's fingers, knowing that the change was not due to the sound of the rain itself, but the person in front of him.

He said slowly, "Bipolar disorder, manic-depressive disorder is better understood. Mania and depression are two completely different states alternately. There is no way to control it. It has been 12 years since I was diagnosed at the age of 16. My parents have become more and more alienated. I don't care, I don't care if I don't have many friends, I don't take this disease... this symptom seriously."

"I can do things that other people can't do. I can easily reach the heights that others can't achieve in their lifetime. It's just an emotional obstacle. I don't think it will affect my life much."

"After taking over the company completely, there is nothing that can arouse my interest. Being an actor is an accident. It is somewhat interesting to me, and I can vent my emotions through those performances, but acting has gradually become dull."

"Emotions are very far away to me. Song Tao took the initiative to approach him a year ago. I wanted to play casually with him, but by accident, I chose you."

"Choosing to see you that day was the most correct and fortunate thing I did. I didn't miss you, and you didn't choose someone else."

Song Tang listened, feeling uncontrollably uncomfortable.

Whether it was talking about his parents last time or talking about himself now, Fang Hening always had an attitude of indifference as if it had nothing to do with him, but the more indifferent he was, the more disappointed he was?

If not outright disappointment, who could bring up the pain itself in such a tone.

He held Fang Hening's hand with both hands, and his throat was sore. He knew about bipolar disorder, because he had social fear, and he had some understanding of psychological diseases.

Irritability during manic episodes, low and gloomy during depression episodes, switching between two extreme states, one high and one low, is more difficult than a single symptom.

He has come into contact with some netizens who suffer from bipolar disorder, and most of them will fall into the abyss of self-pity, hurt themselves and those around them, not to mention work, and some can't even maintain a normal life.

But Fang Hening's attitude... is to accept it, and he doesn't take it seriously. Being entangled in such a troublesome illness, the other party not only handles the company's affairs well, but is also remarkable as an actor.

The so-called weak wields a knife to try to pass on the damage to the weaker, and the strong waved a knife to greet fate and override fate. He was amazed at Fang Hening's brilliant talent, but he was more distressed.

Diagnosed at the age of 12, 12 years old!He didn't know what Fang Hening went through when he was a child, he was only 12 years old! !

This is absolutely inseparable from the parents of Fang Mingshi and Yu Wenli.

Thinking of this, he moved closer, tried to stabilize his emotions, and slowed down his voice, "First of all, it is not your fault that you have this symptom itself. I have met some people with this disorder, and many people's lives will be affected by it. The symptom is ruined, it's a mess, and you're doing pretty well."

"Secondly, I don't think there is anything wrong with this emotional disorder. You don't dislike me, and the psychological disorder is not incurable... Although it is difficult, I will be with you no matter what happens. Don't worry, don't think so much , you didn’t hurt me before, and you won’t in the future.”

The distance between the two was only more than ten centimeters. Fang Hening listened to Song Tang's words, chuckled, and laughed at himself: "This is different from social terror, it is much more serious. When I really fall into my own emotions, I can't guarantee that I will never hurt you." you."

"Bipolar disorder may not be cured in a lifetime."

This Song Tang knew that bipolar disorder was indeed troublesome, with repeated attacks, and the possibility of complete cure was very low.

He asked: "So what? I think you are fine now, and it won't get worse. Why can't you think about it? You have come to the present, why don't you take a step forward? I will always with you."

Fang Hening didn't show any emotion, raised his other hand to caress Song Tang's cheek, and said in a low voice, "You will always be with me...Song Tang, can you really stay with me all the time? Do you know that you are Are you talking to someone like that?"

"You haven't seen what happened to Yuan Ruilin last time? It's obviously not your fault, but I can't resist not doing something. Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

Fang Hening's eyes were cold and cold, but Song Tang could see the suppressed hot love below. The other party said a threatening reminder, but in fact, he was saying "don't give up on me".

He really... understands this feeling too well.

He blinked and replied: "I don't understand, but if you make it clear, I will understand."

Fang Hening, who was defeated by the general, was silent for a long time, he put down his hand and compromised: "Even if you don't hate that irritable me, you don't worry about hurting you when I can't control it, but in the end, whether it's because of emotional disorders, It's still my own character, Song Tang, completely possessing is the way I love someone, no one can covet my person, not a single bit."

"Can you really accept such a relationship? Don't you feel bound, don't you feel unfree?"

After Fang Hening finished speaking, Song Tang waited for a while before asking, "Are you finished?"

Fang Hening replied in silence, staring at the person in front of him with his eyes right and wrong, not wanting to miss any slight expression of the other person.

Song Tang knew now, he leaned over and pressed Fang Hening's cheeks to comfort him, then backed away a little distance, and said seriously: "Let me give you an example, everyone has a pair of saw teeth, and some teeth are longer than others. , some teeth are shorter, contacting inappropriate people will only pierce each other's bodies, and they still can't get close."

"But in the right person, those teeth can bite very well, and can fit together as tightly as possible, as if they were born as one, but someone forced a line to separate them."

"He Ning, there are such coincidences in the world, you see, what you can give is what I want most."

And what he can give probably meets Fang Hening's desire.

Fang Hening frowned, he could tell that Song Tang was telling the truth, but... "Do you really know what you are talking about? Do you know what you are promising me?"

There was a soft smile in Song Tang's eyes, Fang Hening was always special to him, he couldn't treat other people like Fang Hening.

There will never be any more.

Facing Fang Hening's doubts, he responded: "Yes, I said that I accept all of you, easy-going, gentle, violent, crazy, I accept every aspect of your character, and... I like it, what do you think? I'm afraid of you losing your temper? No, I'm just as attractive when I lose my temper."

"Also, you said that complete possession is your way of loving, so today, now, I can tell you clearly, if it weren't for this, we wouldn't be able to get to where we are today, I... just want to be loved in this way."

Song Tang finished speaking in one breath, God knows how embarrassed he is, but no matter how embarrassed he is, he still has to say what should be said at this critical moment.

He is socially phobic and afraid of interacting with others, but he knows that he longs for an intimate relationship in his heart, the more he lacks, the more he wants it, and the less he dares to ask for it easily.

What he longs for is desperate love, leaving no room for it, either don't give it, or give it all, if you give it, you can't take it back.

Affirmed is a lifetime, never betray.

Only such decisive and determined love can make him feel safe.

Fang Hening stared at Song Tang, who was obviously very shy, his eyes were red, and the mist in his eyes seemed to condense into tears in a blink of an eye, but he still looked at him stubbornly, with no intention of avoiding him at all.

Sincere and pitiful.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed, the coldness in his eyes slowly dissipated, like the sun peeking out of the thick clouds in a trance, his voice trembling with suppressed excitement, "Tell me, now can you give me Did you respond?"

Song Tang's eyelashes twitched, knowing what he was asking.

He agreed to the confession in the restaurant on the top floor before, but he didn't fully agree to it. About the promise of a lifetime, about speaking... He pursed his lips. He has said so much today. One sentence.

But being watched by Fang Hening's eyes, those words that could not be said before seemed not so difficult to say.

His lips trembled, and he gave his answer, "I, I like you, whether it's Fang Hening or... Fang Xuan, I like you both."

After speaking, he suddenly felt relieved.

To tell the truth, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, but looking at Fang Hening's eyes changed from coldness to gentleness, and then to eagerness, he had to say that he was in a better mood.

And what could be more satisfying than getting the same affection in return.

Opening his mouth to say that he likes it is not as difficult as he thought, but it will happen naturally and let nature take its course.

Fang Hening laughed shortly. He hugged Song Tang into his arms and pressed it against the other's ear, without suppressing the trembling of his voice, "I never thought before that one day, I would think... a simple sentence Like is the most beautiful love story."

The big talk just now used up all of Song Tang's eloquence for today, he raised his arms and hugged Fang Hening back, and responded softly, feeling like he was about to burn.

Now think about it, how did he stare into Fang Hening's eyes and say those words just now?

Simply... incredible.

But when he closed his eyes and leaned on Fang Hening's shoulder, the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably. He was in a really good mood, quite, very, very good, unprecedentedly good, and unprecedentedly satisfied.

He was still a little unresponsive to being pressed on the bed. Looking at Fang Hening who was propped on top of him, he was stunned, and expressed his doubts with a soft nasal voice.

Fang Hening caressed Song Tang's cheek, the eagerness in his eyes was undisguised, his voice sank on the contrary, "I know what I look like...do you really want to be bullied?"

Song Tang was embarrassed, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help avoiding it even after trying his best, "No... I don't think..."

Where is he easy to bully? !He is a social fear, but no one has ever thought that he is easy to bully. Where did Fang Hening see this? !

Fang Hening laughed, and asked again, "Then are you bullying me?"

Song Tang was stunned for a moment, and replied in a low voice, "Ask as if you have never bullied anyone."

Fang Hening lowered his body, leaned closer and kissed Song Tang's lips lightly, with a slight smile in his tone - it was the final confirmation, "I repeat, I don't promise that I won't..."

Song Tang raised his head and kissed Fang Hening quickly on the lips, then lay back down again without saying a word.

Looking at Song Tang, whose eyes were red and sparkling, although he was embarrassed, his eyes were calm and sincere, Fang Hening closed his eyes, then opened them, the brief calm before the storm was completely broken.

He has been waiting for this day for too long, too long, completely possessing, possessing the person he loves the most.

For him, complete possession, Song Tang's complete acceptance of his encroachment, is almost equated with a sense of security. From tonight onwards, this person——is completely branded with him.

It belongs to him.

When the flags and drums died down, the night was dark, the clouds and rain outside the window cleared up, the night sky was clear, and even the moonlight shone in, casting hazy shadows on the carpet.

The night was gentle.

Fang Hening withdrew his gaze, looked at his lover who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, his expression eased, he slightly adjusted his posture to make him more comfortable, and Song Tang had no other reaction to his movements except for a soft snort .

He silently raised the corners of his lips, and he might be shy when he gets up tomorrow.

He restrained himself a bit tonight, but no amount of restraint would be of any use in the face of the person he was thinking about. However, a certain person put on an obedient appearance that he could do anything. He knew that Song Tang had no intention of doing so, and the other party only wanted to appease him. emotion, but in his eyes that seductive modality is real.

He stared at Song Tang, and after a while, he pressed a kiss on Song Tang's forehead.

The first time he can try his best to restrain himself, he can have some reservations, but not the next time.

Song Tang's aloofness and arrogance when facing others disappeared in front of him. He was still restrained, but also very frank, with smoky red eyebrows, watery eyes, uncontrolled tear glands, suppressed sobbing and crying Shouting, trembling arms clinging to his shoulders...all speak of trust and dependence.

Such acceptance and tolerance made him obsessed and crazy.

The more indifferent Song Tang is in front of outsiders, the more he can't stop showing a gentle and lovely side in front of him. The purer he is, the more thrillingly beautiful he is when he is dyed with other colors.

Do not speak to others.

How could he not like Song Tang who gave his body and mind to him like this?No matter where the man came from, it was his now.

He slightly tightened his arms, snuggled up to each other, closed his eyes, and could have a good sleep tonight—it's been a long time.

Song Tang's emotional ups and downs that night were not insignificant.

When he woke up, he didn't open his eyes in a hurry, or he was too embarrassed to open his eyes at all. He was sleeping in Fang Hening's arms. There is no doubt about it. When he thought about what happened last night, he didn't know how to open his eyes to face this situation. people!

The man holding him is, is a complete jerk!

Bad!

Gentleness is very gentle, and he is very considerate of his feelings. For the first time, he didn't feel much pain, and he felt very good and comfortable. That strange feeling swept through every cell in his body, and it still has a vivid aftertaste when he thinks about it now. .

But what a mess of names!

He thought the name "He Ning" was a good name, but Fang He Ning insisted on calling him Fang Xuan's name and Brother Brother. He was a few years younger than the other party, but, this was too embarrassing. !

It might as well be called Lao Gong.

What's more, the other party's hands are merciless. You don't need to look at him to know that compared to the last rubbing on your body... It's not light, he knows that Fang Hening is possessive, this is obvious, and this is even more so on the bed. It is vividly reflected.

Not to mention other places, his neck still hurts now, probably because he was bitten off the skin.

Song Tang didn't open his eyes and didn't speak, it didn't mean that Fang Hening didn't know that the other party was awake, and the fast and slow breathing of the person in his arms was next to his ears, the fact that he was pretending to sleep was clearly revealed.

He propped his elbows on the bed, supported his head with one hand, and gently twisted a strand of Song Tang's hair with the other. Looking at Song Tang's eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly's wings, he smiled softly: "Breakfast is ready, are you hungry?" ? Keep falling asleep and not recover from fatigue, get up and eat something before going back to sleep.”

Hearing this, Song Tang knew that the other party had realized that he was awake.

He opened his eyes at once, and looked at Fang Hening, who was full of gentle smiles between his brows and eyes. He pursed his lips, and the words that came to his lips turned into one word——

"pain."

The author says:

Finally finally wrote it--

Sprinkle flowers for Fang Tang and his wife, and send them to the bridal chamber!

Hehehe, let's show love and let's go!

[I declare again: the symptoms and treatment of bipolar disorder are multifaceted. In this article, relying on emotion to heal everything is a fantasy that is divorced from reality. The setting is a Jinjiang limited love fairy tale, which is more similar to a beautiful vision like utopia. Bring it into real life, if you have related troubles in your life, please be sure to seek professional help, hug——]