Is the young master made of sugar? It's too sweet.

Yu Yuan's cold and white complexion appeared slightly red, and his mind was dizzy. He had never experienced such intense emotions, and the world before him seemed to turn black and white upside down, emitting a dizzying light.

The psychiatrist once told him that due to the emotional setbacks he suffered in childhood, he suffered from traumatic stress disorder, and caused serious cleanliness disorder and emotional deficit disorder, and he may never be able to experience the emotional love of normal people.

But now, the warm warm current is surging in the heart, and the cage of reason collapses in front of this emotion.

The world collapsed into pieces before his eyes, and the swirling and dancing fragments of light were rebuilt into retinal patches.

The whole world fell into silence.

Only the sound of heart beating remains.

thumping!

Pounding!

pounding!

Jiang Chuyan bit his moist lower lip, and his amber eyes were worried, "Husband, do you still hurt?"

Yu Yuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his voice hoarse, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt." Jiang Chuyan's beautiful peach eyes curved slightly, and small dimples appeared on his cheeks.

"If my husband hurts, I can kiss him again."

Hearing Jiang Chuyan's words, Yu Yuan was stunned.

He coughed twice and covered the scar on his wrist weakly, "Well... it still hurts a bit."

Jiang Chuyan raised his eyes and asked in confusion, "Didn't my husband just say that it doesn't hurt?"

Yu Yuan's dark eyes showed faint pain, and he lowered his eyes and said softly, "I don't know why there was a sudden tingling sensation just now. It may be the after-effects of the knife's cutting too deep."

Yu Yuan coughed even more, his lips pale and said, "Actually, it's not a big problem, I'm used to this kind of pain."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuyan was like biting into a bitter lime, and his heart was filled with sourness.

The boy leaned over and imprinted his lips on the scar.

His lips were slightly pouting, and the moist lips gently pressed against the scar, making a squeak sound.

"Husband, kiss."

Jiang Chuyan's amber eyes were serious, "Does it still hurt?"

Yu Yuan's ears turned red, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Yu Yuan's dark eyes stared straight at the young man, his heart filled with sweetness.

He was suddenly a little addicted to the warmth given to him by the young man. After getting a little warmth, he became dissatisfied, and he began to crave more warmth, and could no longer let go.

Yu Yuan didn't feel much about the tragic childhood experiences. But if this experience can make Jiang Chuyan feel sorry for him, he is willing to cut open the bloody wound and expose it to the boy.

Yu Yuan lowered his eyes, his brows covered with a layer of light sadness, and asked sadly, "Master, is it because I'm too bad, that's why I encountered these disgusting things."

Although Yu Yuan did not specifically say what happened, Jiang Chuyan had read the original novel and quickly understood what he meant.

Yu Yuan was abandoned by his father at birth, abused and beaten by his mother when he was young, and was almost killed by his mother when he was twelve years old.

orphan

The school was isolated by classmates. Yu Yuan's childhood consisted of countless beatings and cold violence, with no hope in sight.

When he was admitted to the university as an adult, he should have lived a peaceful and smooth life, but unfortunately he encountered the original owner's neuropathy, and was tortured by the original owner in a villa.

If Yu Yuan grew up in a normal family and studied and went to school step by step, he would definitely become an amazing person, possibly a school girl

crush

The school goddess of the school, or the proud disciple of the academic bigwig, should never be reduced to the tragic ending of taking medicine and committing suicide.

When he was reading, he just regarded Yu Yuan as a lifeless paper man, but after living together for so long, Jiang Chuyan could not continue to treat Yu Yuan as a paper man no matter what.

Yu Yuan is a living person, and he feels pain too.

The more Jiang Chuyan thought about it, the more he felt sad and unbearable, his eyes were uncontrollably astringent, and his peach blossom eyes were wet.

His voice was choked, and he said seriously intermittently: "It's not that you are not good enough, it's that those people are not worthy. Some people are not worthy of being parents at all. It's not your fault, there's no need to blame yourself for it, and there's no need to hurt yourself for it."

"Yu Yuan, you are always the best."

Jiang Chuyan hugged Yu Yuan hard, wanting to convey warmth to Yu Yuan, "In my heart, you will always be the most unique person in the world, always worthy of the best, and always worthy of being loved by everyone."

"Promise me, don't hurt yourself again in the future."

Yu Yuan's eyes fell on Jiang Chuyan, and he couldn't take it away. In this dark and narrow space, the teenager is like a warm sunshine, which makes people fascinated.

"Okay, I promise Young Master."

Jiang Chuyan raised his eyes, the amber eyes glowing with broken light, and asked mysteriously, "Do you believe in light?"

Yu Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, and his heart shuddered.

...Master, are you going to be my light?

Jiang Chuyan took out a Tiga Ultraman transforming device and handed it over to Yu Yuan with great solemnity.

Yu Yuan was stunned: "What is this?"

Jiang Chuyan turned on the switch of the transforming device, and the colorful beams began to flicker, immediately dispelling the darkness.

"Then let the light of Ultraman Tiga illuminate you. A new storm has appeared, how can it be stagnant."

"Ultraman Tiga, transform!"

Yu Yuan: "::::::"

Yu Yuan's face was blank for a moment.

The room was quiet, except that the voice changer kept emitting colorful lights, like a wildfire.

The sadness that remained in Yu Yuan's heart instantly dissipated.

The young master's brain circuit is always very strange and too cute, which surprises him every time.

The corners of Yu Yuan's lips twitched into a smile, and the dark pupils shone brightly, "Thank you for the gift, young master, this gift is very special."

Seeing Yu Yuan's smile, Jiang Chuyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.He is not good at comforting others, let alone how to heal Yu Yuan's miserable childhood.