Paranoid NPD psychologically distorts the victim of a wealthy second-generation straight man
In his sophomore year of high school, Yi Chi had an insight into Zhu Yu's PTSD. He took advantage of Zhu Yu's weaknesses and set up deceptions, using gentleness as a cage and trauma as a fetter.
From the suspension bridge effect of deliberately creating a desperate situation to the cross-border relationship of desensitization training, his company is all carefully laid out lies.
He doesn't want the love of blessing, but the binding that will never be abandoned.
Small Theater: (Character Diary, does not appear in the main text)
Yi Chi's diary:
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.
The heater in the convenience store is broken, and standing in front of the checkout counter feels like being in an ice cellar.
A child came to buy oden, pointed at the radish and said he wanted the biggest one. I picked the biggest one for him and filled it with soup.
Suddenly I remembered that one day after school, you were standing in this position, pointing at the sausage and saying you wanted to eat the one with crispy bones, your eyes bright.
At that time, I felt that the light in the convenience store was too bright and dazzling.
Now it feels too dark to illuminate him.
Today I also bought a bag of frozen glutinous rice balls. Although I am the only one in this house, I still have to celebrate the New Year.
Because you said you wanted to celebrate via video with me.
For this video, I tidied up the room and wiped the windows until there was no dust at all.
I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, but when I passed by the Earth Temple on the corner of the street last night, I stopped and looked at it for a while.
If there really is a god, bless that fool to eat and drink well there and be happy every day.
God bless... All goes well with my plans.
Best wishes.
It's snowing here. Where are you?
Zhu Yu's diary:
There is no class today, so I stay in bed with Lao Yi until ten o'clock.
The sun was shining on my butt, but the guy was still sleeping.
The eyelashes are so long, like a small fan.
Secretly flicking his eyelashes, he frowned and reached out to pull me into his arms, muttering "Don't make trouble" without waking up.
I made tomato scrambled eggs at noon, although the appearance was a bit... That is, the salt was used as sugar, so it was just a little sweeter!
Lao Yi actually praised me for "progress"?
In the afternoon, I went to the flower shop on the back street of the school and bought a pot of mint. The lady boss asked me if I was giving it to my girlfriend.
I pointed to Lao Yi, who was carrying my schoolbag next to me, and said, "This is a gift for my boss."
Lao Yi's ears turned red.
Are you stupid?
Intent: Love created by fear