My Husband With Scholar Syndrome

"No, it's just a bit itchy." Mu Xiaoya didn't dare to turn back, and she was all wrong at this time.

It's really a shame, why did she do this, Mu Xiaoya bit her pillow and looked ugly and resentful.

When Shirakawa heard that Mu Xiaoya was okay, he couldn't help but touched it with his hand.

Mu Xiaoya suddenly jumped up and yelled back behind her, "Don't touch it."

"..." Shirakawa had already withdrawn his hand, and now he was staring at Mu Xiaoya with a look of helplessness.

Mu Xiaoya blushed. She knew that she had reacted a little bit earlier, but she didn't know what was wrong with her. As long as Shirakawa's finger touched her waist, she would be uncomfortable. No, it cannot be said to be uncomfortable, that is, the body has an uncontrollable sense of □□, which makes her a little uncomfortable and a little vaguely shame.

It's strange. I didn't find my waist so sensitive before.

"Sorry ... I'm sorry." Shirakawa has never been so fierce by Mu Xiaoya, and it took me a while to think of an apology.

"No, it's not about you, it's ... it's too itchy, I didn't hold back for a while," Mu Xiaoya hurriedly explained.

"I'm sorry." Shirakawa still apologized.

"All said, it has nothing to do with you, you didn't hurt me just now."

"It's young."

"What?" Mu Xiaoya hesitated for a while before reacting. Shirakawa was talking about her waist. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. My skin is already white. It's easy to be green if you touch it. Two days later Enough."

Shirakawa nodded, but there was nothing left in his mind about the slightly bluish skin, which was so glaring on Mu Xiaoya's white back.

"I will ... I will ..." Shirakawa would like to say that he will never get sick again, but he knows very well that this matter is beyond his control. "I will get sick in the future. Don't worry about me. "

As long as Mu Xiaoya does not care about herself when she is sick, she will not hurt Mu Xiaoya.

"No." Mu Xiaoya refused to think about it. She wanted to say something when she was in the hospital.

Shirakawa looked up and looked up in puzzlement. He didn't understand why Mu Xiaoya refused his request. When he was ill, he couldn't control his emotions and movements. He didn't want to hurt Mu Xiaoya. He didn't want Mu Xiaoya to hate himself. He was afraid that Mu Xiaoya would not be able to stand his illness and would leave him.

"Ogawa, why did you propose to me?" Mu Xiaoya knew that Shirakawa didn't understand, so he guided patiently.

"Because, I want you to be my partner." This question Shirakawa once answered Mu Xiaoya.

"Yes, everyone needs a partner, because partners can accompany each other and take care of each other." Mu Xiaoya said, "Do you know what each other means? It is when one party encounters difficulties, the other party appears to help him. I'm your partner. If I don't care about you when you get sick, then I'm not a qualified partner. An unqualified partner is not needed, and will eventually divorce his other half, you think Do you want to divorce me? "

Shirakawa shook his head in horror. He didn't want, he didn't want to divorce Mu Xiaoya.

"Since you don't want to, you won't be able to say what you said just now." Mu Xiaoya demanded.

"But ... when I got sick, I couldn't control myself, I didn't want to hurt you." Shirakawa didn't want Mu Xiaoya to divorce him, and he didn't want to hurt Mu Xiaoya. He didn't want both options. He was uncomfortable. He didn't Know what to do.

In the simple thinking of Shirakawa, he had never been so entangled, as if a small animal trapped at a crossroads looked around blankly, wondering which direction to run in order to avoid the rolling of the wheels.

"Breathing deeply, breathing deeply, Ogawa, calm down." Mu Xiaoya found that Shirakawa's mood was suddenly wrong again, and she was shocked. She never thought that she could make Shichuan's mood so volatile. She shouted Shirakawa's name loudly, trying to regain his consciousness, but Shirakawa was stuck in her consciousness. Mu Xiaoya had no choice but to learn from the appearance of Grandma Bai, and forcibly fixed Shirakawa's head, let him touch his forehead, and let his eyes look at his eyes.

"Ogawa, I'm Xiaoya, you look at me, look at me." Mu Xiaoya shouted again and again, finally, Shirakawa seemed to recognize the girl in front of him, his breathing gradually calmed down, empty and anxious Eyes regained focus.

"Xiaoya ~~" Shirakawa shouted Mu Xiaoya's name, Douda's sweat dripping down his cheek, his expression was exhausted.

"Close your eyes and calm down."

Shirakawa closed his eyes obediently and let his weight rest on Mu Xiaoya's forehead. He liked the touch and the distance between the two at this time, as if Mu Xiaoya was in every breath. Reassure him, no longer tired.

"I ... almost got sick again?"

For a long time, when Mu Xiaoya thought Shirakawa was asleep, Shirakawa suddenly made a sound. His voice was very gentle, apparently freed from the anxiety just now, but his mood was not high and he looked a little depressed.

Mu Xiaoya took a deep breath, let go of his hand, and made Shirakawa look straight at him, then a big smile appeared.

"Look, you didn't hurt me just now." Mu Xiaoyaman said in surprise.

"..." Shirakawa stared blankly at Mu Xiaoya.

"You see, although you almost got sick just now, but it didn't hurt me, you controlled it." Mu Xiaoya continued, "This means that you don't get uncontrolled every time you get sick, you can control it by yourself. right?"

Shirakawa listened blankly. He had a good memory since he was a child. He could almost remember it, but once he became sick, his memory would become very fuzzy. He couldn't remember whether he had taken the initiative to control his emotions before, but even if there were, there must be very few, otherwise grandma would not be so worried.

"Before you were at the hospital, you told me that you said you had a strange sound because of that lamp, wasn't your head hurting right?" Mu Xiaoya saw Shirakawa not talking, and continued to guide patiently.

Shirakawa nodded.

"So did you get sick as soon as you heard it, or did you get sick after listening for a while?"

"Listen for a while." Shirakawa lost his way, he had been working hard to endure, but no matter how he endured, in the end, he lost his mind.

"Then if we turn off the lights when we hear the sound at the beginning, will you still get sick?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

Shirakawa shook his head.

"This is the method. I will turn off the lights for you in the future." Mu Xiaoya said.

Shirakawa looked at Mu Xiaoya quietly.

"Ogawa, let's make an agreement." Mu Xiaoya said, "I don't want to divorce you, and you don't want to hurt me, right?"

"Um." Shirakawa nodded heavily.

"Then we will make an agreement. If you feel uncomfortable in the future, you must tell me immediately. If there is another strange noise from the lamp, I will turn it off for you. I can't figure out anything, and I still hold you like I did just now, so you won't get sick. "Mu Xiaoya asked expectantly," Will you? "

"I don't want you to hate me." Shirakawa said hard.

"Why do you think I hate you?" Mu Xiaoya didn't understand. Why did Shirakawa decide that he would hate him? This is not the first time he has made himself not to hate him.

"Grandma said ..." Shirakawa said, "Not everyone can tolerate my illness indefinitely, so I have to work hard to control my emotions and try to minimize the incidence so that no one will hate me. In this way, wait for her to leave After that, I can live by myself. That way, after I have a partner, the partner will not hate me. "

Compared to the moment when he proposed the marriage, Shirakawa's speech has been a lot smoother, but he used fluent speech to say what made Mu Xiaoya extremely uncomfortable.

"I don't want you to hate me. I'm afraid you will ignore me for a long, long time like before."

Mu Xiaoya put up with sore nose and asked, "When did I ignore you for a long time?"

"When I graduated from high school." Shirakawa said, "The other day you came to my house, I got sick, my grandmother told you to go back, and then you didn't show up all summer. Later, when you went to college, you came less often.

Mu Xiaoya remembered that day was the day when the college entrance examination scores came out. She played exceptionally and took a very good score. The parents were very happy and gave her a sum of money to let her and her classmates go on a trip. The other day she ran away and wanted to tell Shirakawa the good news, because half of the reason why she was able to take the exam so well was because Shirakawa helped her summarize the review points.

But that day she walked to the door and heard a strange noise inside, then Grandma White came out and asked her to go back. She left without much thought, and afterwards, she was busy filling out volunteers, going out to travel, walking with relatives, preparing to start school, and spending an entire summer vacation unusually busy.

When she got to college, she started to live on campus. With a larger circle and more things she wanted to learn, she would have less time to go back. Occasionally when I go back on the weekend, I also hurriedly hurried away, and never ran to the white grandma's house as soon as I had time.

"I'm sorry." Mu Xiaoya suddenly remembered the words that her grandmother had said to her while she was gone.

"Xiaoya, Ogawa's world is very small, and he can almost only hold himself. But when he opens up for someone, that person will be his world."

So, when she started to welcome the new world with joy, she was also lost from the world of Shirakawa, leaving Shirakawa alone there.

Mu Xiaoya knows that this is not her fault. No one should be the world of another person, and no one should be born by attaching to another person. But as long as she thought of Shirakawa sitting alone in her world and waiting for her to return, she would cry uncomfortably.

In this lifetime, she made Shirakawa wait for four years, and then she returned. But in the last life, she made Shirakawa wait for eight years, but she failed to return to his world.

"Don't cry." Shirakawa clumsily wiped the tears on Mu Xiaoya's face.

"Ogawa, I won't." Mu Xiaoya held Shirakawa's hand and assured him earnestly, "I assure you that I won't hate you because of your illness, nor will I leave you because of this."

"Um." Shirakawa nodded heavily, feeling a little happy. He believed what Mu Xiaoya said. As long as she said it, he was willing to believe it.

"Then you promised me, tell me where you are in the future, so I can help you."

"Well." Shirakawa nodded, and Xiaoya would not hate herself because she was sick, so she had to work hard not to get sick.

"All right, pull the hook." Mu Xiaoya held out her little thumb.

Looking at Mu Xiaoya's little finger, Shirakawa's smile widened. He remembered that when they first met, Mu Xiaoya accidentally stepped on a flower in the grandma's yard. She forced herself to pull the hook, and he was not allowed to tell grandma that he would not move, and Mu Xiaoya forcibly lifted his finger.

"Took it off, you can't sue."

He didn't sue, because the flower had grown again after two days, but his grandma didn't find it.

"You are very trustworthy, let's be friends in the future." Then Mu Xiaoya unilaterally became friends with him.

"Hook." This time, Shirakawa grabbed Mu Xiaoya's finger.

This time, Mu Xiaoya is no longer a unilateral commitment.