Sick people?
Is he referring to mania?
It's really frightening, scary and hard to fight.
But whether she wants him or not, and whether he is ill, there is no direct contact.
She was cheated and hurt by him, so she wanted to draw a clear line.
What's more, he doesn't have snow?
She didn't want to be the pet he called and waved, and she didn't want to be influenced by him any more.
If we continue to get along, maybe someday she will change from liking to love.
Fall in love with him, be hurt again, she will be more painful.
"If you are ill, treat yourself well. Now Xueer is back. She will be with you. Don't look at the pot in the bowl!"
He did not dare to tell her about his personality disorder, and did not want to see her look at him with strange or fearful eyes.
Even himself, when he learned that fever would split into brother Yeqing, he couldn't accept it, let alone her.
People with mental illness are usually extremely sensitive and unwilling to admit their illness to the outside world. Even if they are arrogant and arrogant, they don't want to admit that they are a person with split personality.
"I still said that in the mall that day, we were over."
The elevator is on the sixth floor again. Nanzhi doesn't want to keep pestering him anymore. She is going to walk down the stairs after getting out of the elevator.
He didn't stop when he passed by. It's just a slight shake of the tall body.
Nanzhi saw his pale face, a trace of pain in his eyes, and his heart ached a little.
But she didn't stop and stepped out.
Walking to the safety door, just about to open the door, suddenly a pair of long arms stretched out from behind. Before she could respond, she was carried into her arms by the man from behind.
The thin back clings to his broad chest for a moment, and Nanzhi's tears almost fall.
She really can't understand him.
"Kitten, I don't agree to part." When he heard that she was going to end, he was all flustered. His handsome face was paler, but he had a strong innate strength.
Nanzhi looks at the big hands that clasp her in her arms and breaks them off. But even if he is still in the recovery period, his strength is more than a little bit bigger than her.
"Mushihan, you are the most shameless person I have ever met!"
With two feet, I can still stand upright.
Musi was hoarse, and his voice seemed to come from the bottom of the valley. "Xueer is my adoptive father's daughter. I regard her as my elder sister. I didn't take her to bed. I only have you as a woman."
He knew that he was seriously ill, could not fall in love, could not marry, did not deserve to have a normal family, but he was selfish and did not want to let her go.
He is eager for the temperature.
He didn't hope that one day, he would be cured, but she was accompanied by other men.
"I don't feel normal when I have a fever. After a few days, I forget what happened. Kitten, 365 days a year, when I'm normal, most of them. Next time I have a fever, you should stay away from me. Come back in a few days, I'm still me. "
Nanzhi show eyebrows tight, do not understand what he is saying.
Is there such a strange thing in the world? I don't know what I did when I had a fever. He has nothing to do with making excuses for his own scum.
Unable to open his big hand tightly around her, Nanzhi was a little annoyed, lowered his head, and bit it hard on the back of his hand.
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