The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 166 Someone Is Crying
I was so angry that I struggled to sit up, but sat down again.

He lay leisurely on the spot, looking at me like a monkey: "What's the matter?"

"It hurts..." The more I thought about it, the more it hurt, and tears rolled into my eye sockets involuntarily.

"Hey." He frowned: "Just talk, don't cry."

"Whoa, whoa..."

I was crying hard, when I suddenly found him down, I howled even more fiercely, and my jaw was pinched.Fanyin frowned, and growled, "Shut up!"

"Hmm..." I thought I couldn't close it.

"Don't cry." His eyebrows were raised to [-]:[-], and he wiped my face with his hands vigorously like wiping the table: "Speak well!"

I nodded hard.

He let go, put his arm through my chest, and while carefully supporting my body, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

"What pain method?" He asked, "Severe pain or a little pain?"

"Severe pain."

He glared over: "Are you sure?"

"Between severe pain and a little pain..." Anyway, it's right that it hurts.

He speeded up, picked me up, put me on the bed sideways, and rolled me over again, lying on my stomach.Gently touched the place where I was thrown, and said, "Talk if you can't stand the pain."

"Oh." It's quite comfortable, not crying in vain.

He quickly touched the surrounding area, and while observing my expression, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It all hurts."

"So?" He suddenly pressed hard.

it hurts!

I couldn't help but let out a cry.

He glanced at me with a half-smile: "The bone is not hurt."

"The muscle must be hurt!" Because it hurts so much!
"Yes!" He suddenly slapped his hands hard, and said, "The flesh is also hurt."

I yelled again, and couldn't help crying, while pulling the pillow, trying to protect my poor body.

But he easily snatched my pillow and put his hand on me again.

I shivered, and the hairs all over my body stood up.Then he began to rub gently, saying, "Relax."

I looked at him, his attention was not on me, but a little lost in thought.

Slowly, I began to relax, and the pain gradually diminished with his gentle movements until I felt a little drowsy.At this moment, I actually felt his movements stop. I turned to look at him and found that he was looking at me.

For some reason, I didn't speak, and neither did he, the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

After a while, his face suddenly leaned towards me. I thought he was going to kiss me, so I quickly closed my eyes, but only heard his voice: "Why don't you tell him the truth?"

I opened my eyes and found his face so close, my heart beat a few times: "What's the truth?"

"What were you doing just now?"

"He won't be happy," I said. "He's as narrow-minded as you."

He didn't speak.

"Can you stop pretending to be him in the future?" I said, "It's already annoying enough for him to pretend to be you, but if you pretend to be him again, it's really a headache."

He didn't speak, turned over and lay down, his hand was still on my body, rubbing it gently.

I asked, "Why did you pretend to be him and lie to me just now?"

"He really came just now," he said, "but he was not very happy and went back."

"Then why did you let him out just now?" I deeply remember that he didn't like being occupied by Britney.

"I think he wants to come out." He said, "Let him come out. What was he asking you earlier?"

"It's just that he feels uncomfortable and thinks I shouldn't kill that child." I asked, "Do you think what he said is true or false?"

"What?"

"I said that I strangled the child, and he was very upset all the time, saying that I was too cruel. But..." It was because I killed the child that he calmed down: "Can you feel it? He Is it really sad?"

"I can feel it," he said. "He's really sad."

I have nothing to say.

"It should just be a sudden loss of control, that personality is incomplete." He said: "It's true that I'm sad now."

"You don't know what he looked like at that time." It seemed that Fan's father had already told him, so I said, "He dismembered the corpse, but his expression was very calm, as if he was doing something unimportant. And This is the second time..." The first time was narrated by Amelie, who blamed me for speaking quickly and almost said it.

"What happened the first time?" Fanyin was really sensitive.

"What's the first time?" It's over. If I mention Amelie, he will definitely ask for a recording. I don't know if he can stand that part. What if No. 1 collapses again?The lethality of his madness must be greater than that of the second personality: "That's, that's... It's just that I heard that he used to make buns for his classmates and force other classmates to eat them."

Fanyin frowned, as if he was very uncomfortable with the scene shown in this sentence: "Where did you hear that?"

"Can't remember." I really couldn't make it up.

"Speak well." He frowned and asked with displeasure, "What's going on."

"real……"

His face suddenly leaned over: "Don't lie to me."

I haven't even invented a lie yet.

"Say it quickly." His hand touched my neck, as if he would strangle me in a second.

I really couldn't make up a convincing lie, so I said, "The doctor who treated you before, hasn't he passed away? Dad found his son, and his son gave us Amelie's recording, which said... …explain……"

His eyes are more eager.

But I can't tell him right away: "Yinyin, you have to understand that Amelie may be a good woman, but people make mistakes. Some people are just lost in desire or something, so..." I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it : "What's more, it's just a piece of audio, and it's not sure that it's definitely her."

"Say." He frowned: "Don't be long-winded."

"I told you not to be sad."

He frowned even tighter: "How can you be inaccurate when you're sad?"

"Just try not to be sad." I held his face in my hands, kissed him, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"it is good."

"The audio was dictated by Amelie. She said she didn't want to be with you. She used to find women to rape you. Why did she do that? I don't know. Anyway, she said that it would make you feel sorry for her, and then she could break up with you. I'm done." I don't know what this logic is, if my boyfriend is raped, then I should comfort him, because rape and cheating are two different concepts.But I don't know what she thinks, so I can't explain: "I don't know if it was successful that time, but you didn't break up, so she planned a second time, changing the woman into a man. Maybe she wanted you to become Are you gay?"

He didn't speak for a long time after listening, and his face was much calmer than I imagined.

It was I who couldn't stand the silence and asked, "Are you okay?"

Then he suddenly came back to his senses and looked at me: "I'm fine."

"Don't be sad, it's all over after all, let alone her...she..."

"You haven't said anything about the dismemberment."

Oh, I'm so nervous.

I hurriedly said: "She said that you killed a classmate when you resisted, and you also invited them to eat steamed buns, saying that the dead person was in the steamed stuffed bun."

"Oh." Without saying a word, he turned his head and closed his eyes.

I hurried over, touched him lightly, and called out, "Yinyin?"

He said nothing, resting his head with his hands.

I shook him: "What's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?"

It took him a while to say, "I have a headache." His voice was trembling.

Headache?

I felt that this was not a good phenomenon, and I was very nervous, but I didn't dare to move anymore.

Soon, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and I quickly reached out to wipe it off, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist with little strength, and his hands were shaking: "Hold me..." He opened his eyes slightly. Open eyes, but there is no brilliance in the eyes: "Hold me..."

I hugged him quickly, feeling that his body was very cold, I quickly wrapped him in the quilt, and put his hands into my arms.

His body trembled slightly, cold sweat kept flowing, and his body temperature was getting lower and lower.I tried to press his head, and I don't know if it would help, but he didn't resist, so I kept pressing, hoping to relieve his headache.

This state lasted for a long time, and finally, his trembling became slightly lighter, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were tired, without the slightest attack power, which made me feel relieved. I wiped the sweat from his face and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Hmm..." He made a weak sound.

"Is it still cold?"

"Um……"

I hugged him for a while, and I could feel his heartbeat slowly calming down.

Finally, I heard him speak again: "Lingling..."

"Yeah." I hurriedly said, "I'm here."

It stands to reason that when he was in such pain, the second personality should take advantage of it, but he is still the No.1 personality until now, and I really want to know why.

"I..." He only said this word, and began to pant in pain.

Although I really want to know what he plans to say next, but it's not time for me to ask, so I have to hold back the desire to ask.

He panted like this for a long time, his face sometimes turned pale and sometimes turned red, presenting a very worrying sickness.

A long time passed like this.

He just started to say the second word: "I... heard someone crying."

"Crying?" I asked, "Who is it?"

"It seems to be my own voice..." When he said this, he suddenly frowned fiercely, as if he was enduring some violent violation: "I, I..."

I quickly hugged him tightly, trying to comfort him with pale words: "Don't be afraid, Yinyin, don't think about being uncomfortable, just calm down."

He shivered, but it seemed like saying it would make him feel slightly better?In short, he is still trying to say: "I have been crying, and I am still crying..."

"Is it the second personality?" I can only think of one possibility: "Is it him?"

(End of this chapter)