Pathological Attachment

[Insensitive female protagonist with max power x wet and innocent male protagonist] [Marriage first, love later/SC/HE] [The column "The Beautiful Neighbor Living Next Door" is of the same type and has been published as a qaq] The day I learned that I was going to marry Li Nianchen happened to be the first rainstorm of spring in Su City. In the windowless basement, he gave Gu Wanzhou a lifelike wooden sculpture. His hands are very skillful, and this wooden sculpture looks exactly like her. Others said that her husband was cool and gentle, the kind of man who could be easily coaxed by acting coquettishly when he occasionally got angry. Gu Wanzhou sighed silently and advised the meticulous figure behind the bathroom door: "I can really wash my own clothes." The cuffs were half rolled up, and the cold white wrist bones were stained with a small piece of foam. He raised his eyes and smiled gently at her: "Okay." Gu Wanzhou didn't believe this man's words at all. For the first time, she stopped him with a look of horror on her face. The second time, she was a little ashamed. Then the third time, the fourth time... She gradually became numb, and no matter what he said, he would continue to do this one morning. As long as she is a little serious, the other party will avoid her eyes and ask quietly: "Is it because my brother also washed it for you?" Gu Wanzhou: "..." She had no idea what the necessary connection was between the two, but they were already husband and wife, so she simply let him go. Unexpectedly, these strange and paranoid behaviors became more and more intense, like a cocoon woven layer by layer, wrapping her tightly and gradually making her breathless. Until one day, she accidentally opened the carefully designed wooden box—— Lost hairpins, used exercise books, broken pens, and densely packed photos... It's all hers. Gu Wanzhou's hands were shaking so badly that she resisted fear and picked up the yellowed diary at the bottom. "I saw you today." "You like fish soup." "You go home with Li Heming." "He deserves to die." ┋ "Porridge, porridge, porridge, porridge, porridge, porridge Porridge, porridge, porridge, porridge, porridge..." The entire page of words made Gu Wanzhou's scalp tingle. Almost out of instinct, she pushed the diary back to the bottom. Out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a black figure behind her, and she turned around in panic. The man was standing by the door looking at her with a faint smile—— "Porridge, dinner is ready." - Intention: Positive and optimistic