Dead zone

11.27

Where did he go?

Fang Yingzhen grabbed the diary and closed it tremblingly, his fingertips were stained by the thick dust covering the cover.Tears did not know when they fell, washing out a clear trace on the dust.

62

Tree Planting Day was on Tuesday, and Jiang Gan was supposed to be home in the morning, but he didn't. Fang Yingzhen sent him a message and didn't get a reply, and the phone didn't work.

It was as if the world had evaporated.

Fang Yingzhen has been uneasy since he opened his eyes. Since he saw Cheng Zhan and happened to read Jiang Gan's diary, he would feel uneasy if Jiang Gan had any disturbance.

Not to mention that during the three days in the field, Jiang Gan didn't hear anything other than an announcement that "the preliminaries have been passed" as good news.

Fortunately, in the afternoon, Jiang Gan still sent him a message, saying that he would be home in the evening.

Fang Yingzhen waited for Jiang Gan to come home from his evening self-study, and cooked a table of dishes clumsily. Because he was inexperienced, the dishes were stained with cold water after they were washed, and the hot oil splashed everywhere when they were poured into the pot. Burned two vesicles.

He also bought a peach-flavored birthday cake that Jiang Gan liked.

After tidying up, Fang Yingzhen sat at the dining table and sent a message to Jiang Gan while waiting. Before he could finish typing a line, someone knocked on the door several times hastily.Fang Yingzhen got up and went to open the door. Han Li was panting and anxious at the door.

"Brother Han, you..."

"Follow me! Something happened to Jiang Gan!" Han Li grabbed his arm.

Fang Yingzhen's mind was blank, and he followed him blindly without paying attention to anything.

The two took a taxi, Fang Yingzhen didn't know where to go, and asked Han Li blankly: "What happened to him?"

His voice trembled when he asked, but Fang Yingzhen couldn't control it.

Seeing his appearance, Han Li patted him on the shoulder with some guilt: "Don't worry, you'll know when you get there."

Fang Yingzhen was completely immersed in the words "something happened to Jiang Gan", and didn't notice anything wrong with Han Li at all.

When he got out of the car, he realized something, and turned to look at Han Li: "I've been to this place before."

The last time I went over the wall with Jiang Qianlin Chao and the others to dance disco, I came to the rooftop barbecue stand.

"Ah, is that so?" Han Li laughed awkwardly, "Why don't you go up and have a look?"

"Is Jiang Gan on the top?" Fang Yingzhen guessed a little, looked at Han Li and asked.

Han Li said helplessly, "Yes... that's right, something happened..."

Fang Yingzhen didn't bother to ask him what was going on, and ran up to the rooftop in one breath, only to find that the barbecue stall was also closed, empty and dark, with no one around.

"Jiang Gan!" Fang Yingzhen shouted in a panic with a bad premonition in his heart.

no answer.

What the hell is this guy doing?

Fang Yingzhen was so anxious that he wanted to run down to find Han Li to ask for clarification, but before he could turn around, a light on the edge of the roof flickered on.

Immediately afterwards, the lights in all directions around were turned on, and the dark rooftop suddenly became as bright as day.

Just as Fang Yingzhen's vision adjusted, a huge curtain-like thing fell in front of his eyes, revealing a small delicate stage. There were many people standing on the stage, some were holding guitars, some were sitting behind a drum kit, and some were holding Bass.

Judging from the uniform style of dressing, it is known that it is a band.

Fang Yingzhen has a bad memory, but he still remembers these people. They belong to... BDP. I met him twice, once when he saw Jiang Gan on the stage for the first time, and once when Jiang Gan and Qiu Zhen were together. When there was a fight at the door of the nightclub.

"...What about Jiang?" Fang Yingzhen asked them.

No one answered him, Fang Yingzhen touched his nose in embarrassment, and just raised his head, he saw a slender and tall figure slowly walking up from the back of the stage.

Fang Yingzhen was stunned, it was Jiang Gan.

Jiang Gan had his hair cut, very short.

Dress up with the same style of jacket, cargo pants and short boots as when we first met.

It couldn't be cooler.

Fang Yingzhen thought while staring at him angrily.

"Fang Yingzhen." Jiang Gan's voice came through the microphone, as indifferent as ever, and said, "Stand there and don't move."

"..."

Fang Yingzhen hadn't completely come out of the nervousness just now, and at the moment he didn't think it was a surprise or was moved, and wished he could kick this person twice to vent his anger.

I've been ignoring him for three days, now let's have a fart romance.

I don't like your tricks!

Fang Yingzhen had a cold face, and really stood still.

Jiang Gan couldn't see his expression clearly, flicked the microphone, and took two steps towards the front of the stage.

"We are each other, special people." *During the silence, Fang Yingzhen heard him sing a cappella.

A few seconds later, the band's prelude sounded, and the tunes of guitar, drum and bass blended together, which was wonderful and special.

Jiang Gan's voice was low, and the lyrics seemed to have warmth, dissipating in the cool night.

"To love someone may be to be generous,

If you just want to be loved,

Finally no dialogue*

......

Jiang Gan is actually very suitable for singing love songs, his voice seems to be telling the story plainly, but also with some aggressive enthusiasm.

It's just that he doesn't even talk much at ordinary times, let alone sing to Fang Yingzhen.Fang Yingzhen didn't know what he was up to today, and he suddenly wanted to go to the rooftop to surprise him in the middle of the night.

In a state of nervousness and anger, watching this person sing to him with concentration and seriousness, I will have many emotions and feelings that I don't usually have.

Fang Yingzhen felt his heart swell with mixed feelings.

"We are each other, special people.

Desperate

Not the average person's seriousness*

......

When he sang the chorus, Jiang Gan nodded slightly, and approached the microphone that was a head shorter than him, but raised his eyes, staring at Fang Yingzhen directly and silently.

The tone is restrained, but the eyes are arrogant and enthusiastic.

Fang Yingzhen's heart skipped a beat for a moment.

When the heart is beating, the eyes cannot see clearly, and the ears cannot sensitively accept any movement around them.The sound of the music was drowned out by the heartbeat, and even Jiang Gan's voice could not be heard clearly.

I was at a loss as soon as I opened my mouth, I only felt that my face was so hot that it was about to melt.

Mentality and body are back to the stage of not fully possessing this person but already desperately wanting him.

"If there is only one day to love someone

Let that time go backwards every moment

Everything is possible in life*

......

At the end of the song, all voices ceased to exist.

The members of the band stopped tacitly, and gave way to Jiang Gan with a smile.The world fell silent, and Fang Yingzhen's hearing finally returned to normal. The sound of traffic under the night wind came to his ears.

He raised his eyes and saw the lights of countless buildings under the endless black night sky, like countless bright and silent eyes, which constituted Jiang Gan's background painting.

Jiang Gan turned over and jumped off the stage flexibly. When he walked towards him step by step, all the backgrounds faded away.

"You are the one I want to meet, special person."*

Jiang Gan blocked all his sight, sang a cappella again, and then laughed slowly, unable to take his eyes off his face for a moment.

The night wind blew Jiang Gan's forehead, revealing his bright and profound youthful features.

Cold and affectionate.

After Jiang Gan sang, Fang Yingzhen's eyes were already red, and the thought of kicking him had long since disappeared. He only gritted his teeth and said, "You..."

"I feel that I always owe you a formal confession, so..."

Before Jiang Gan finished speaking, Fang Yingzhen's tears flowed down violently.

"Why are you crying?" Jiang Gan was a little at a loss, and reached out to wipe him.

But Fang Yingzhen's eyes were like a faucet, and he couldn't close them when he cried, and he cried hoarsely, his voice sounded aggrieved and pitiful, and the dog's paws were grabbing his coat pocket, as if grabbing his heart.

Jiang Gan was helpless, and knew that Fang Yingzhen would definitely not want to cry in front of so many people, so he pressed Fang Yingzhen's head to his chest.

When the smell and temperature of Jiang Gan came over again, Fang Yingzhen's uneasiness and depression in the past few days seemed to have arrived at a port where the goods could be safely placed, and finally he was completely at ease.

Only by feeling the body and body temperature of the person in front of him clearly, Fang Yingzhen can temporarily let go of his hanging heart.

He didn't know what he was crying for, anyway, he just wanted to cry, and wanted to just hug Jiang Gan so hard and keep crying.

"Echo, what's wrong with... the younger siblings?" Xinyi and the others jumped off the stage, came over and asked in a low voice.

Fang Yingzhen cried so intently that he didn't notice their approach at all.

Jiang Gan made a silent gesture, shook his head, and mouthed his thanks. As soon as he believed that they understood, they packed up their instruments and equipment and left quietly.

The confession on the rooftop came up on a whim when I was still out of town. As soon as I thought of Jiang Gan, I contacted the madman. The time for the venue and equipment was relatively tight. Fortunately, the madman's friends were willing to help.

Jiang Gan thought that Fang Yingzhen would be pleasantly surprised, but he didn't expect him to be made to cry.

Jiang Gan regretted it very much.

Until Han Li couldn't wait to come up, and shouted with extreme blindness: "Why is Xiao Fang still crying? Am I so moved?" He was glared at by Jiang Gan.

Fang Yingzhen looked up from Jiang Gan's arms in shock, his teary eyes were a little funny, but also very distressing.

"What are you crying for?" Jiang Gan asked softly after wiping his face.

Fang Yingzhen sniffed, and said with a strong nasal voice: "Han Li said, something happened to you, I was scared to death..."

"Didn't I just ask you to bring him here? Why are you scaring him?" Jiang Gan asked Han Li impatiently.

"I, I was just joking." Han Li whistled awkwardly and looked at the sky.

"Okay, am I okay?" Jiang Gan rubbed Fang Yingzhen's head again, "Don't cry, it's my fault."

Fang Yingzhen shook his head, pushed him away, rubbed his eyes and was about to go downstairs.

"...Is Xiao Fang angry?" Han Li asked, scratching his head.

Jiang Gan glared at him again, and chased after him.

After crying, Fang Yingzhen's mind became clearer, and he started to get angry again, angry that Jiang Gan hadn't contacted him for so many days, and he didn't dare to bother him because he was afraid of disturbing Jiang Gan's game.

I was also angry that Jiang Gan colluded with Han Li to lie to him, and lied to him about what he was most worried about.

Can't bear it.

With red eyes and a cold face, Fang Yingzhen stretched out his hand to stop the car on the side of the road while sniffling, but he was dragged by someone as soon as he stretched out his hand, and fell into a warm embrace.

"I was wrong." Jiang Gan hugged him tightly and apologized in a low voice next to his ear.

Fang Yingzhen struggled a few times and failed to move. He wanted to lift his foot to kick him, but Jiang Gan quickly pressed his knee down again.

"You...fuck/Your uncle's Jiang Gan!" Fang Yingzhen shouted.

Jiang Gan didn't speak, but held him stubbornly.

"Do you have to make me so worried!" Fang Yingzhen opened his mouth and wanted to cry again, "I didn't know to send me a message for three days outside! Are you competing 24 hours a day! Don't you need to sleep! Close your eyes before going to sleep Can't you give me a little time!"

"I was wrong..." Jiang Gan rubbed his ears with his lips, "I just wanted to give you a surprise..."

"I don't want any surprises!" Fang Yingzhen thumped him on the back, "I just want you to be well, nothing is as important as you!"

In the past, Fang Yingzhen was the one who coaxed Jiang Gan with nice words, and the roles of the two seemed to be switched instantly tonight.

After a while, Fang Yingzhen said again: "Are you a fool? What surprise did you prepare for me on your birthday today?"

"Because it's your birthday, I want to give you a little different surprise." Jiang Gan said.

"why?"

"Because this is the first birthday with you." Jiang Gan rubbed his face against his neck, regardless of whether it was on the side of the main road where people came and went.

"Forget it, I can't scold you anymore." Fang Yingzhen took a breath, looked at him and said, "Punish you, take me home, and walk."

Jiang Gan was stunned, then laughed, and said, "Are you not angry anymore?"

"Then how can you be angry? I'm not the kind of squeamish who needs you to coax for a long time." Fang Yingzhen said.

"It doesn't matter if you are, I am happy to coax you for a long time." Jiang Gan said.

Huh?After going to a foreign country, I suddenly became able to speak.

Fang Yingzhen couldn't help laughing as he thought about it.

"If you laugh, you can't cry anymore." Jiang Qian gently hooked the bridge of his nose, "If you cry again, I will be hard."

"...Why are you such a hooligan!" Fang Yingzhen raised his foot and was about to kick him, "What are you pretending to be all about?"

"I just couldn't help but want to bully you when I saw your red and swollen eyes."

"...Still outside now, please don't be so rascal!"

"Oh." Jiang Gan nodded, then leaned over viciously, and whispered, "Hurry up and go home, I want to sleep with you."

"Is this not a hooligan?" After speaking, he looked at Fang Yingzhen.

"..."

Fang Yingzhen lay on Jiang Gan's body like a large pendant, and Jiang Gan supported his buttocks, and walked slowly back to the community.

The barbecue stand is not too far from the community, so Jiang Gan didn't have to work hard. Presumably, his boyfriend thought about whether he would be tired before making this request.

Not very tired, so I pretended to mention it outrageously.

Yingzhen was very quiet along the way, burying his face in Jiang Gan's chest, wrapping his arms firmly around his neck and wrapping his legs around his waist.

As if it will grow on him for a lifetime.

Holding the puppy on his body, Jiang Gan walked slowly along the road, the sound of traffic horns rang in all directions, and various lights intersected together in various colors.

It is very noisy at night in the urban area, but because of the quiet breathing heard in the ear, it can be ignored.

Holding Fang Yingzhen in his arms, Jiang Gan walked slowly through the crowds, roads, and crossroads, as if walking through the four seasons of the year.

Fang Yingzhen didn't look up until he got out of the elevator.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Gan asked him.

"Where is your luggage when you come back from out of town?"

"Let Han Li take it back for me first, and don't care about that now." Jiang Gan took out the key to open the door, fearing that he would fall, he hurriedly supported his leg with his hand.

"How many prizes did you win in the competition?" He heard Fang Yingzhen ask sullenly again.

"First prize." Jiang Gan opened the door, turned on the light in the living room, didn't bother to change his shoes, and walked directly to the room with Fang Yingzhen in his arms.

"I knew it." Fang Yingzhen laughed lowly.

Tonight, Fang Yingzhen was very active, he was more open than before, he didn't cry or shout when he was bumped into pain, he stared at Jiang Gan with a pair of round and wet puppy eyes, Jiang Gan couldn't stand it anymore .

"You're so weird today." Jiang Gan stopped and slid his fingers down Fang Yingzhen's shoulders to his waist, pinching him gently for a while.

Fang Yingzhen sat on him, stared at him blankly, and moved jerkyly once or twice.

Jiang Gan was teased by his appearance, smiled a bit, turned over and pressed him down again, couldn't help being in his body/

Rampage.

Fang Yingzhen finally couldn't help snorting, called his name, and asked, "Are there many things you haven't told me yet?"

"What?" Jiang Gan looked at him suspiciously, "What is it?"

"... something happened when you were a child." Fang Yingzhen's eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was because of love/desire or a precursor to crying.

Jiang Gan was stunned for a second, then laughed, very sincerely, coaxing him: "I really forgot."

"You didn't forget... did you?"

Fang Yingzhen's jaw trembled violently, and tears began to flow from his eyes again, flowing down into his wet hair.

"You still remember, remember clearly," he finally let out a sob, "right?"

The author has something to say: *From the lyrics of Fang Datong's "Special Person"

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When Fang Yingzhen was crying, it coincidentally began to rain outside the window. Jiang Gan looked down at his tears, feeling in a daze that it was raining in the room too, and the rain even fell on the bed.

The smell of □□ evaporated with the heat, Jiang Gan left Fang Yingzhen's body, turned over and lay down on the side, both of them □□, feeling the coolness in the room with the heating turned off at the same time.

Fang Yingzhen began to cry and belch, and leaned a little closer to Jiang Gan, trying to find tenderness.

Jiang Gan stretched out his arms to embrace him, tilted his head and kissed the bridge of his nose, and tasted the salty taste of tears in his mouth.

Jiang Gan's hair was short and pierced his face, but Fang Yingzhen didn't hide, but moved closer.

Raindrops slapped the windows of the room, and the air pressure in the room was very low and a little stuffy.

"It was Cheng Zhan who told you." Jiang Gan turned on the bedside lamp to find some paper to wipe his face.

Fang Yingzhen heard him call Cheng Zhan's name indifferently, and he hesitated: "No...you and your uncle...don't have a good relationship?"

"When did it happen?" Jiang Gan answered him like this.

Fang Yingzhen didn't know how to open his mouth, fell silent, and let Jiang Gan gently wipe his face.

"Crying like this," Jiang Gan said, with some displeasure in his voice, "Don't cry anymore."

Fang Yingzhen nodded and said, "Stop crying."

Jiang Gan smiled, kissed him again, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"What are you going to do?" Fang Yingzhen looked at him and asked.

"Go find Cheng Zhan." Jiang Gan said while sitting on the bedside while getting dressed.

"Why are you looking for him?" Fang Yingzhen froze for a moment, grabbed his shoulder, frowned and said, "Don't go."

Jiang Gan glanced at him: "It's okay, I just want to talk to him and I'll be back soon."

"Don't go...Jiang Gan, don't go, okay?" Fang Yingzhen coaxed, propped himself up and hugged him, "Don't go."

After being begged by Fang Yingzhen for a while, Jiang Gan gave up the idea of ​​going out in the rain to find Cheng Zhan, turned around and carried him to the bathroom to take a bath together.

After coming out of the shower, Jiang Gan noticed a table of vegetables on the kitchen table and a birthday cake in the middle.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Gan took a hair dryer to blow Fang Yingzhen's hair, and apologized in a low voice, "I shouldn't have claimed to surprise you, I should go home first."

"It's okay." Fang Yingzhen sat on the sofa, put his face on Jiang Gan's stomach who was standing blowing his hair, and rubbed it, "I can do it for you in the future."

After blowing it almost, Jiang Gan rubbed his head, put down the hair dryer, and went straight to the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Fang Yingzhen stood up and looked at him.

"Hot food." Jiang Gan said, picked up a plate of food and put it in the microwave oven, then looked at him with a smile, "I'm very hungry, I didn't have dinner."

"If you haven't eaten, you should have said it earlier." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue and walked over.

"You didn't eat it, did you?" Jiang Gan turned his head, his eyes fell on the back of his hand, and he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Ah... accidentally burned." Fang Yingzhen said.

Jiang Gan took out the scalding plaster from the medicine box, and applied the medicine to him without any explanation.

"Will you be afraid when cooking these dishes?" Jiang Gan asked Fang Yingzhen.

Fang Yingzhen didn't expect that he still remembered that he said he was afraid of going to the pot, his nose suddenly became sour, and he shook his head vigorously.

"I'll do it in the future." Jiang Gan sighed and smiled.

The microwave oven started to start, and the orange light and buzzing sound from inside gave the whole kitchen a little warmth in the middle of the night.

Jiang Gan was not idle either. After giving him the medicine, he took down the paper box containing the cake and found that what Fang Yingzhen bought him was a huge flat peach cake.

It is the flat peach that is specially held in the hands of the gods with a bun on their foreheads in the fairy murals.

Jiang Gan laughed out loud, which made Fang Yingzhen unhappy.

"Laughing fart, don't you like peaches the most? This peach flavor, I went to several cake shops before I was willing to make it for me." Fang Yingzhen glared at him dissatisfied.

"I like it," Jiang Gan dragged his voice and looked at him with a smile, "Who said I don't like it anymore."

There was a small card next to the cake, and when Jiang Gan was about to pick it up to read it, the person next to it fled into the room like a mouse.

"What, I haven't watched it yet, are you embarrassed?"

After Jiang Gan finished laughing at him, he continued to look at the card——

Xiaogangan, happy birthday.

I hope that when I am very old, I can still be a happy old man who walks through the crowd square holding flowers and is romantically admired and praised by young people passing by.

— That bouquet of flowers is for you.

I love you.

Signed: Your Zhenzhen

The handwriting is ugly, but it can be seen that it was written seriously.

Language is really a magical thing.

After Jiang Gan finished watching, there was an inexplicable warmth in his heart, which lasted for a long time.

The people who created these magical words hid in the room because of shyness and refused to come out. Jiang Gan brought out the hot dishes and went to the room to find someone.

Fang Yingzhen was sitting cross-legged on the bed playing with his mobile phone, absent-minded. When he found him coming in, he immediately cast his eyes on the screen of the mobile phone, pretending to be very focused.

"It's time to eat." Jiang Gan said, and added, "Zhenzhen."

"..." Fang Yingzhen's face suddenly became hot, and he raised his head to stare at him.

"Do you want me to carry you to the kitchen?" Jiang Gan came over, looking very happy, leaned down and kissed him.

"...Yes." Fang Yingzhen said confidently, covering his kissed face.

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The two sat at the table, and the birthday dinner had just begun.

Fang Yingzhen really didn't want to destroy the existing gentle atmosphere, but he remembered the task Cheng Zhan entrusted to him very firmly.

"Is it salty?" He watched Jiang Gan stuff a piece of ribs into his mouth.

"It's okay." Jiang Gan nodded with a happy expression.

Fang Yingzhen tasted it himself and knew it was very salty, so he didn't have time to make it again.

"Don't force it...I know it won't taste good." Fang Yingzhen looked at him.

"How come, it's really delicious." Jiang Gan smiled, and put another piece of ribs in his mouth.

Fang Yingzhen watched him eat the second piece, and finally made up his mind to say, "Jiang Gan, do you usually like to lie to me like this?"

Jiang Gan was obviously stunned, a little confused: "What did you lie to you?"

"It's not delicious at all," Fang Yingzhen pointed to the ribs, "It's very salty, I know."

Jiang Gan wanted to speak, but was interrupted by him: "If it's not delicious, it's not good. You have to point out the problem so that I can improve, instead of just tolerating my mistakes."

Fang Yingzhen's serious expression made Jiang Gan a little puzzled. He smiled and touched the back of Fang Yingzhen's hand: "What's the matter, you?"

"So don't lie to me, I will be very angry if you lie to me." Fang Yingzhen didn't smile at him, and said, "You clearly remember things when you were young, why did you lie to me that you don't remember?"

Jiang Gan's smile paused, and he said gently: "Let's not mention this matter today, okay?"

"No, no." Fang Yingzhen frowned and refused, "Jiang Gan..."

His tone softened, he poked Jiang Gan's palm, and it took him a long time to have the courage to speak out: "Let's talk to a psychologist, okay?"

"I'm not sick." Jiang Gan said quickly, still smiling, but Fang Yingzhen saw the reluctance.

"I know......"

"I've recovered, don't you believe me?" Jiang Gan said again, his brows began to wrinkle, and his expression began to be a little painful, "I really, have recovered from my illness."

"Of course I believe you, I didn't say you were sick," Fang Yingzhen hurriedly sat next to him, coaxing along his back, "So I just said, go to the teacher to talk, just talk, okay?"

"I can...heal myself, really." Jiang Gan spoke with difficulty, his eyes flushed, and he reached out to grab Fang Yingzhen's wrist like a life-saving straw, "I can heal my own , I don't need a doctor..."

"I know, I know..." Fang Yingzhen had never seen him so weak, and hugged him quickly, his heart was so painful that it was about to burst, and he kept repeating "I know".

Jiang Gan grabbed his wrist for a while, then slowly let go.Fang Yingzhen didn't know what he was going to do, so he waited quietly by his side.

After a long time, Jiang Gan didn't speak, and looked at the cake on the table with his head down.

Fang Yingzhen regretted it very much, and felt that it was not the right time to mention it, at least Jiang Gan should be allowed to celebrate this birthday happily.

But he also wanted Jiang Gan to receive psychological treatment as soon as possible, hoping that Jiang Gan could come out earlier and return to a normal life without being tortured by those symptoms.

After a while, Fang Yingzhen thought that Jiang Gan was about to fall asleep, so he suddenly spoke.

"That person said," Jiang Gan stared at the flat peach cake in front of him, and continued after a while of silence, "He said, since I was born, living is a kind of mistake."

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Jiang Gan didn't cry, his eyes weren't too red, and he told Fang Yingzhen those things in his usual tone, those things that Fang Yingzhen had read in his diary a long time ago.

He talked for a long time, as if he was telling a long story that had nothing to do with him. He didn't cry, but watched the people around him sob and cry hard.

Jiang Gan wiped Fang Yingzhen's tears with his hands, and confessed calmly: "I am very scared."

"Fang Yingzhen, I'm scared." He said, "But don't cry."

Fang Yingzhen hiccupped and nodded vigorously.

Jiang Gan smiled, touched his face, and said: "At that time, I thought it would be great if I could die. If I die, I won't have to suffer, and I can fulfill his wish."

"It's him who should be tortured, not you." Fang Yingzhen grabbed his hand and retorted seriously.

"Well, it's not me." Jiang Gan nodded, and leaned over to kiss him lightly, "Thank you, Zhenzhen."

Fang Yingzhen was still hiccupping, shaking every time he hit her, she looked funny, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, she looked like a rabbit who had just been bullied.

Jiang Gan was clumsily hugged by the rabbit, and he heard the rabbit whispering in his ear: "Don't be afraid, I have me now, and I will be with you."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Gan finally agreed to see the psychiatrist contacted by Cheng Zhan once a week, after school on Friday afternoon.

Fang Yingzhen proposed to accompany him, but Jiang Gan refused.

"He doesn't want you to see him in a mess." Cheng Zhan said, and gave him another cup of tea.

"I know." Fang Yingzhen sighed, took the tea and poured it down in one gulp.

Cheng Zhan asked him to meet again, still in this teahouse, for the purpose of thanking him.

"It can be seen that Jiang Gan really likes you." Cheng Zhan said, "For him to be willing to see a doctor, in my opinion, the difficulty is comparable to going to the moon."

"Really." Fang Yingzhen smiled, staring at the floating tea in the teacup, a little distracted.

"I heard that he won the first prize in the competition?" Cheng Zhan took the initiative to provoke the topic.

Fang Yingzhen groaned, nodded, and smiled with a little complacency: "The school radio broadcasted for two consecutive days, and they all praised him."

Cheng Zhan also laughed, and said, "My nephew is indeed very powerful."

He added, "Have you considered going to the same university as him?"

Fang Yingzhen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this question, which made both him and Jiang Gan unhappy, to come back so quickly.

"I... want to go to my mother's place." Fang Yingzhen paused.

"Chengdu?"

"Yes."

"Then Jiang Gan also wants to go to Chengdu?" Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows.

"He...I don't know," Fang Yingzhen thought for a while, "he should go to a better place."

"Do you want a long-distance relationship?" Cheng Zhan smiled while drinking tea.

Fang Yingzhen didn't think about this question for a while, so he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, I'm an old man, so I don't gossip anymore." Cheng Zhan stood up, wanting to shake hands with him, "Anyway, thank you very much, Jiang for doing this."

"I should also thank you, you are a very good uncle." Fang Yingzhen smiled politely at him.

After Jiang Gan cooperated with the treatment, sometimes the weather was cloudy and cloudy, and the other party Yingzhen didn't have a good face.

Fang Yingzhen secretly made friends with his psychiatrist, only to realize that it was normal, so he didn't take it to heart.The psychiatrist's surname is Zhi, and Dr. Zhi also suggested that he observe Jiang Gan's daily state more for feedback.

Because the subjects chosen by the two people are different, sometimes Jiang Gan has to leave class in chemistry or biology class, Fang Yingzhen will secretly follow him, sit in a corner where he cannot be found to watch Jiang Gan in class, and watch Jiang Gan when he is not around what it looks like.

But after a few days, Fang Yingzhen found that this person seemed to be possessed by a robot after he left him. He couldn't laugh without talking to others. He stared at the blackboard and listened to the class with his head down to take notes. The teacher called out and criticized twice.

Fang Yingzhen saw it all.

Until that day, he came out of the classroom where Jiang Gan finished his chemistry class. In order not to reveal his secrets, he planned to wait for Jiang Gan to go downstairs and return to the classroom before going back.

Holding a textbook in his arms, Jiang Gan stepped down the stairs absently. He suddenly looked up and found that the back of the head in front of him was Yuan Mao.

At that time, Yuan Mao was laughing and talking loudly with the people around him, unaware that the person behind him was Jiang Gan.

There are not too many people in the corridor, and the light is very dark.

In the very dim light, Fang Yingzhen saw Jiang Gan stretch out his hand out of nowhere and touched Yuan Mao's back.

As if wanting to push him down the stairs as written in the diary.

Jiang Gan's arm was out of control, and there was always a crazy voice in his head ordering him:

Push Yuan Mao down.

He is so annoying.

Jiang Gan didn't want to listen to the order, but the noise made his head ache, and he grew sharp minions, sharply piercing the cerebral cortex.

Just like that, Jiang Gan stretched out his hand.

Just as he was about to touch Yuan Mao's back and was able to successfully push him down the stairs as he did when he was a child, and watched his body fall painfully on the steps, a hand appeared halfway and grabbed his waist. wrist, and pulled him from behind Yuan Mao.

Jiang Gan came back to his senses and turned to see Fang Yingzhen's angry face.

Fang Yingzhen dragged him out of the corridor without waiting for him to speak, and dragged him to the toilet on the top floor that no one frequented.

It wasn't until his body touched the cold and hard floor tiles that Jiang Gan felt a sense of reality.

He looked up, and just as he was about to speak, Fang Yingzhen grabbed his collar with a vicious expression: "Jiang Gan, what are you trying to do!"

"If I didn't stop you just now, are you going to push Yuan Mao down?" Fang Yingzhen frowned hard, not the way Jiang Gan liked to see, Jiang Gan frowned, and wanted to push him away, but was caught Fang Yingzhen pressed his shoulders and couldn't get up.

"Do you fucking know the consequences of pushing him down!" Fang Yingzhen's eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed his collar and shouted, "Do you really know..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Yingzhen was pushed away fiercely, and his back hit the wall, which hurt a lot.

Jiang Gan got up from the ground, walked two steps forward shaking left and right, opened the door of a toilet and rushed in.

The door was slammed vigorously and bounced open, making a loud noise.

Jiang Gan's faint vomiting sound came from inside.

Fang Yingzhen didn't care about the pain in his back, and got up quickly: "Jiang Gan..."

Jiang Gan didn't respond to him, he vomited violently, the veins on his forehead popped out, his face was pale, and his arms were weakly holding on to the wall of the toilet, as if he might fall down at any time.

"Jiang Gan..." Fang Yingzhen panicked and supported his back, "How are you doing?"

"..."

After a long time, Jiang Gan vomited until there was only bitter water left, then stood up with his arms supported, went out of the toilet, turned on the tap and washed his face.

After washing his face, he put his whole head under the faucet and began to pour cold water on it.

"What are you doing!" Fang Yingzhen dragged him out of the sink, took off his coat and wiped his hair, "Are you crazy!"

Jiang Gan's face was dripping wet, and the water from the tips of his hair dripped down continuously, wetting his eyelashes that were stuck together.

"Okay... is it better?" Fang Yingzhen asked him in a trembling voice.

Jiang Gan hummed and nodded coldly.

"Don't be like this... okay?" Fang Yingzhen touched the bridge of Jiang Gan's nose with his finger, "Please...don't be like this, okay?"

Jiang Gan didn't speak for a long time,