(The extremely possessive and paranoid Nian is on the offensive vs the clingy and idiotic beautiful Nian is on the offensive)
Xiao An picked up a pregnant man on the street.
The man was covered in injuries, unconscious and crazy, but he held on to the corner of his clothes and shouted tremblingly: "Husband..."
I should have called 110. But looking at the man's slightly bulging belly and the frightening dependence in his passionate eyes, Xiao An took the man home by a strange combination of circumstances.
The man's name was Tang Jingshu. He was incredibly well-behaved and incredibly beautiful. He was almost seven years older than him, but he had to curl up in his arms every night to sleep peacefully. Even if he threw something and got angry at him, Tang Jingshu would just kneel and raise his face and beg softly: "Husband, don't be angry... Okay?"
Xiao An thought that he was not a good person, so he took the man to bed without any guilt. Tang Jingshu held Xiao An's shoulder and said with a confused look: "Husband, you seem to be a little different from before..."
Xiao An couldn't bear it anymore: "I'm not your husband."
Tang Jingshu blinked and didn't understand.
Forget it, I've eaten all the food, it's not impossible to recognize this identity.
Xiao An thought that as long as he hid the person at home, he would be safe. But someone from her ex-husband's family still came to the door, pointed at Tang Jingshu's nose and scolded her husband for crawling into another man's bed just after he was imprisoned.
Tang Jingshu huddled in the corner holding her newborn baby, trembling all over. After those people left, he crawled over on his knees, hugged Xiao An's legs and begged:
"Husband... Don't let me go..."
"I'm so scared of them... I can give you another baby..."
"Let me stay... Please..."
Xiao An took the big one and the small one into his arms and kissed the end of his red and swollen eyes: "Be good, there is nothing to be afraid of. From now on, you can only be afraid of me."
Tang Jingshu cried loudly in his arms.
That night, after Tang Jingshu fell asleep from exhaustion, Xiao An stabbed his waist one stroke at a time——
My prey.
He thought it was just a mark from one madman to another.
What he didn't know was that the hunter had been marked by his prey ten years ago.
After all, gods only need believers, while madmen only need their own kind.
[Single-sex birth, real men have to force themselves, bloody funny HE]
Concept: All encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation
