The first time I met Zheng Wensheng was at a friend's art exhibition.
He was well-dressed, and his every move exuded an aura of seriousness.
The second time was a blind date.
Yu Zhiyao had just ended a failed relationship. In order not to worry his family, he had no choice but to go as requested. Unexpectedly, the other party was Zheng Wensheng, whom he had met once before.
During the conversation, we learned that he was also distressed by the urging of his family.
Yu Zhiyao joked: "In that case, why not just make do with it."
Zheng Wensheng thought for a few seconds: "Okay."
So they got married. Zheng Wensheng was gentle and considerate. They treated each other with respect and got along quite harmoniously. Until by chance, Zheng Wensheng discovered the secret in his favorites.
Some intriguing... Literary works.
Yu Zhiyao was very ashamed. He explained that this was just a therapeutic method to stimulate inspiration for painting. Zheng Wensheng expressed his understanding and offered to help.
Yu Zhiyao was stunned for a moment: "How can I help?"
Zheng Wensheng went out and made a phone call. When he came back, he said that a friend majoring in psychology told him that what Yu Zhiyao needed now was a deeper stimulation, and the immersive effect would be more impactful than words.
"It's also commonly known as role-playing."
Yu Zhiyao has not studied psychology, but it sounds reasonable.
After that, Zheng Wensheng accompanied him and tried out hundreds of different types of characters in his favorites.
For the first time, in a crowded elevator in an office building, Zheng Wensheng put his hand into Yu Zhiyao's shirt, playing the role of a taboo and secretive office couple.
The second time, they were a pair of lovers who had different dreams. Going to bed was like going to the grave, and making love was like sex.
The third time, at a fundraising dinner organized by his ex's company, he was pushed into a hidden corner behind the spotlight by his usually gentle husband. Teeth scraped at the back of his neck, trying to inject the non-existent pheromones into it.
Yu Zhiyao tremblingly pressed against the wall: "Be gentle, don't really bite."
Zheng Wensheng is a good husband, but Yu Zhiyao really can't stand it anymore.
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Intention: Romantic at heart