dream eater

Chapter 31 Dirty Things

Jiang impressively plays the role of when he loves someone seriously.

Unconsciously following eyes, relentless dependence, and intimate manner.

"Can you stay with me at home today? It's too boring to be alone."

"It's cold, come and warm my bed."

"Why does your hand smell like gunpowder? Who made you unhappy?"

"Why did you come back later than usual today? I'm so hungry and want to eat the pasta you made."

Like a patient with "Stockholm Syndrome", Jiang Heran showed an unprecedented attachment to Fan Tian, ​​using false warmth to dissolve the other party's psychological defenses and defraud the other party's deep love.

After all, he really loved Fan Tian, ​​he acted with ease, cheated with peace of mind, and had a clear purpose.Repay the other body with the way of the other.

But this is also how he really felt Fan Tian's love.

The instructions on demand don't require him to repeat them twice.

The basement is damp and cold, but the sheets and clothes that have been washed are always clean and fluffy. On sunny days, the quilts that have been dried are covered with bright sunshine on the bed.

Fan Tian's patience is inversely proportional to Jiang Heran's. He has read a few cookbooks that are so thick that they can be used as weapons. The meals made with care will not be paid for, and he will not be impatient. If he can't be coaxed, he will switch to another taste Food.

After Jiang Heran walked on the ground with bare feet, he would hold Jiang Heran's cold feet in the palm of his hand to warm them up.

When serving each other unilaterally, he will also be extremely devoted and focused, kissing his partner's whole body with dense kisses.

He will tell his mood, invite pets, show affection clumsily, and act like a baby while sleepwalking.

Learn to love others little by little, and treat others with the love you have learned.

It turns out that when feelings are responded from the heart, it is such an ironic feeling.

Jiang Heran has also learned from Fan Tian that he can no longer be deceived by false intentions.

Jiang impressively swung the iron chains on his ankles, tore the book into pages, folded them into paper airplanes, and flew all over the room, "It's so boring."

Even prisoners in prisons still have the human right to go out for a walk.Let a person who is keen on traveling and extreme sports be locked up in the house for more than a month, and Jiang is surprisingly not locked insane, purely because he has already gone insane the moment he learned the truth.

He regarded this confinement as a game with life as a bargaining chip, and was forced to participate until he witnessed the end with his own eyes.

The process is still extremely boring, and even when the empty room is warmed up by the return of the person who imprisoned him, it will subtly improve his mood.

I have to say that the prisoner's soft and violent control routine is quite useful.

Fan Tian is also disintegrating the frozen layer in his heart.

However, Jiang Heran is very clear that the subtle change in his own mentality is not because the other party is someone he once loved deeply, but because of human nature.

There is no one in his heart, so he is more awake and lonely.

Routine and anti-routine.

After Jiang Heran finished saying "It's so boring", he pushed away Fan Tian, ​​who was more entangled than his boa constrictor, and suddenly became cold like a piece of ice that couldn't cover the heat.

The newly baked chiffon cake, Tsurui's condition, some anecdotes from the outside world, and the status of his pets.

Jiang impatiently interrupted Fan Tian, ​​"Let me be alone."

Fan Tian knew why Jiang Heran was autistic. No matter how sincerely he treated Jiang Heran, he couldn't overcome the estrangement caused by the unequal way of getting along under the coercion of the shackles.

Fan Tian doesn't like sweets, but he can't stop the sweets Jiang Heran gave him.

The fish in the hook was silent for a moment, and took the initiative to pull the fishing line.

"The stars are very bright tonight." Fan Tian tentatively pushed each other to the edge of estrangement, "Want to see it?"

why not?

The weather is more changeable than the mood.

Dark clouds cover the top, the wind blows, and the sky full of stars becomes an expired promise.

The glass window projected the figures of the two people. Jiang Heran, who had taken off his shackles for the first time in more than a month, had an extra pair of handcuffs on his right wrist, and the other end of the shackles was stuck on Fan Tian's wrist.

The man following Jiang Heran step by step, like an inescapable shadow, became a shadow following Jiang Heran.

That's good, Jiang awesomely thought: at least he won't be the only one with a dislocated hand bone when a conflict arises.

The stars could not be seen anymore, Jiang Heran cast his eyes on Fan Tian from the window.

The eager, loving gaze was the same as before.

His fellow prisoner did not conflict with him, but smiled with the corners of his eyes bent, and said in a good mood: "Go back."

All peace is appearance.

Of course Jiang Heran was in a good mood. On the night he willingly returned to the basement, Fan Tian released Tsurui and Kane as he wished.

Jiang Heran, who pretended to be the mastermind behind the scenes, repeatedly warned Tsurui.The deputy who had always regarded Jiang impressively as the number one, kept silent, and was escorted to a foreign country for recuperation with Kane that night, and he would not return unless he was recalled.

Jiang impressively made up for what he owed his relatives and friends, and he no longer has any worries.

The foreshadowing is enough, the play is done enough, it's time to end.

The clock on the wall is moving one by one. The days in autumn and winter are always short. Has the sun set at this time?It was still dark.

What is Fan Tian doing?Should be back soon.

Jiang Heran sat up from the bed, and the iron chain was coiled into a trap on the ground. He stepped into the trap as if he didn't see it, was caught by the chain, and fell towards the sharp corner of the cabinet.

When Fan Tian returned home and opened the basement door, he saw Jiang Heran lying on the ground.

Even when he was away, Fan Tian, ​​who would check the real-time monitoring from time to time because of missing him, had already seen this scene ten minutes before the speeding car came back.

The iron chain that tripped Jiang Heran wrapped around Jiang Heran's feet, like a cold and biting snake, and the person who fell to the ground maintained his fallen posture, like a quiet dead body.

His heartbeat was out of control again, and he had experienced the heart-piercing feeling that Jiang Heran wanted Fan Tian to experience more than once.

Nightmare comes back but that's it.

Fan Tianjing stood at the door, as if he just had to wait a little longer to wake up from the dream.

Fan Tian raised his hand and slapped himself hard.There is no escape from this nightmare scene.

He didn't wake up, but his disordered rationality was a little more sober.He rushed forward and hugged Jiang Heran in panic.

Fan Tian lightly kissed the wound on Jiang Heran's forehead, uncontrollable tears fell drop by drop on Jiang Heran's eyelids, the water marks meandering out, it was impossible to tell whose tears it was.

The person in his arms just fainted, Fan Tian was so flustered that he lost his ability to judge, his once heartless heart was so sad that it was hard to attach.

"Don't scare me." He was really scared, "Jiang Heran, wake up, don't want me."

Jiang shockingly woke up from the suffocation of being hugged.

Is Fan Tian sleepwalking?Jiang Heran thought in a trance, otherwise, how could this ruthless man show such an expression - choked up crying because he was afraid of losing him.

Jiang was stunned by the wet tears, and felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason.He sank into his thoughts, and after confirming that Fan Tian, ​​who came back in a hurry, was carrying a communication cell phone, he hooked Fan Tian's back and stopped breathing for half a minute.

This fall was originally planned by him, but the only thing that should be seriously injured at the beginning should be his stomach.

The fall was supposed to be a flop, allowing him to complete his kill when his target was panicked and unsuspecting.

The dizziness that has occurred from time to time recently made the fall a fake show. The corner of the table fixed on the ground hit his lower abdomen, but he could have avoided the impact that hurt his head.

At that moment, he allowed himself to fall, abandoning his desire to survive and his turbulent life.

There's nothing to worry about anymore, is there?

"Awesome..." The most important thing in his life suddenly panicked, "Why are you bleeding, and where else are you injured?"

The bloodstains covered by the dark pants were exposed on the sheets after Jiang was carried back to the bed.

Jiang, who has felt this strange feeling since he woke up, raised the corners of his mouth, grabbed Fan Tian's palm and put it on his painful abdomen, and said slowly: "It may be that the dirty things you shot into my stomach flowed out. Bar."

Fan Tian always had a cold face without emotion, but at this time the man's expressionless face was all due to his over-emotional emotions, and he lost the ability to express his emotions. The hand that was covering Jiang Heran's lower abdomen seemed to be scalded by burning coals Trembling unceasingly, but refused to move away, "What do you mean?"

Fan Tian got a guess from the other party's reaction, and Jiang Heran forced him to admit his guess maliciously, "I thought about giving birth to a child with your blood, and I can't confirm it if I don't throw it off——Fan Tian, ​​I Is this a dream come true?"

It was the night before everything was turned upside down, Jiang Heran, who was in the period of high fertilization and ovulation, indulged in sex with him, and in the bare-bones sex, he was willing to be ejaculated inside, jokingly speaking in a breathless tone Said that he would be pregnant and let him be responsible.

And the child called "dirty thing", no matter whether it was conceived that night or conceived under coercion later, is no longer expected to be born.

Fan Tian seemed to realize something. A man with a deep heart has an instinctive intuition for conspiracy. He avoided looking directly into the heart of his beloved, but he still couldn't help asking: "Did you fall on purpose."

Jiang can't deny it.

"You...have never forgiven me."

The false bubbles shattered one after another, and the hourglass for repairing feelings shattered into scattered sand on the ground.

Jiang Heran stared at Fan Tian silently for a long time, and stared at Fan Tian for a long time, he said, "Let's hug again."

The man who obeyed his words lowered his eyes, his green pupils covered by his eyelashes filled with countless sorrows, and also reflected a black cold light flashing past.

It was a pitch-black double-edged dagger, as cold and sharp as its owner. The moment the two embraced, it stabbed decisively into Fan Tian's left chest from behind.

That's where the heart is.