my therapist freaked out

Jiang Hongyu.

Ke Fan casually typed these three words on the blank report to be prepared.

He used to log on to same-sex dating forums when he was very lonely, trying to find a boyfriend through a blind date.

Of course, he was quickly beaten by reality and withdrew his profile.

But the friendship rules still exist in his folder.

With a thought in his mind, Ke Fan moved his mouse to his personal folder, and searched to find out the information about recruiting friends.

First, he was severely humiliated by his screen name back then.

Enduring the shame and reading on, the column of spouse selection criteria reads: good health, no bad habits, positive, stable job...

Ke Fan's face became more and more ugly as he read it.

It seems that Mr. Jiang has nothing to do with his standards, he is simply a boyfriend born to trample on Ke Fan's bottom line.

Finally, he found one at the end.

It is best to cook.

Ke Fan's cooking is relatively unpalatable, he thinks.The same is cooking, even if he is doing it in front of the video, he can still make something that is not very edible.

It is also very strange to say that he, an orphan who grew up in an orphanage and who would lose food if he hesitated a little while eating, would develop a problem of picky eaters.

So he's not tall, until now he didn't gain much muscle, he was as thin as a stunted high school student.

Jiang Hongyu's cooking is so delicious, Ke Fan thought of this and covered his stomach.It's a pity that in the morning, I only cared about being angry with him, and didn't eat slowly, and didn't enjoy it for a while.But whether it is Jiang Hongyu's Xiaolongbao or pumpkin porridge, they are all delicious.

Ke Fan covered his abdomen with his hands, and he could still feel the fullness there, and the warmth was transmitted from the food.

I don't know if it's like this when other people are in a relationship, thinking about the other party all the time, forcing the room for anger to be reduced again and again.

Moreover, being angry about that thing on the bed seems a bit preoccupied.

Ke Fan sat up straight suddenly.

This is not a trivial matter. I cried like that yesterday and begged him until my voice became hoarse, but I still haven't been satisfied.

Although he didn't make it to the end once, but Jiang Hongyu forced himself to beg him like that, and refused to give himself a good time. That's really...

Ke Fan thought angrily, sooner or later he would tie Jiang Hongyu to the bed, and let him know what it feels like to be up or down.

It's about masculinity.

Thinking of this, Ke Fan's heart was as hard as iron, and he concentrated on making the report.

In the afternoon, the work efficiency was extremely high. Ke Fan packed up the documents and materials on the workstation, rubbed his eyes and shook his arms.

He said yesterday that he would buy paper money for Jiang Hongyu.Anger is anger, and business affairs should not be muddled.In case there are more serious consequences for failing to pay the ticket, it is really too late to regret.

He walked out with a small briefcase, and hesitated at the security checkpoint with his subway card.

Where can I buy paper money?

Cemetery?

Ke Fan was terrified, no no no.

The sun is almost setting, and going to the cemetery at this time is tantamount to free.

Where else do you sell paper money besides the cemetery?

Ke Fan's eyes lit up, the hospital!There are many shops near the hospital that buy paper-tied funeral supplies. Last time he went to see a doctor, he passed by one and didn't dare to look inside.

Ke Fan checked the time, it was only around six o'clock, and it took half an hour to go to the hospital. If all goes well, he can go home at 07:30.

Ke Fan clocked into the subway station and headed towards the provincial hospital.

A large signboard with white letters on a black background reads "Earth Funeral Service".

Ke Fan stood at the door and looked inside, why didn't he feel so scary when he passed by last time.

There are all kinds of bundled paper money in the store, as well as various styles of carriages, horses and sedan chairs, and huge villas with gardens...

When I came out of the subway, the sun had already set outside, but the lights in the store were very bright.Ke Fan looked at a few shop assistants inside with a grinning expression, and then he overcame his fear a little and walked in.

"Hello." A young man and a woman behind the counter were watching a short video on a horizontal screen phone. Ke Fan saw a man packing gold ingots sitting at a desk next to him, and walked over to greet him.

"Hello, hello. Do you need anything?" The man immediately stopped what he was doing and asked enthusiastically.

"I'll buy some paper money." Ke Fan said uncertainly.

"Well, okay." The man looked Ke Fan from head to toe, adjusted his glasses, "Come with me, we have many types, you can see which one you want."

Ke Fan felt that it was no different from buying other things, so he followed the man into the back room.

"Ah!" The inner room was only illuminated by a pale incandescent lamp, and the tall room was full of shelves with various paper bundles on it.Looking up, there are two male and female paper figurines, with red rouge on their faces and fake eyes, staring straight at Ke Fan.

Ke Fan was unprepared, startled, and took two steps back.

"Be careful." His back was pressed against something, and his shoulders were also held by cold hands.Ke Fan was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He touched his chest and looked back cautiously, only to find Jiang Hongyu standing behind him.

"What's wrong?" The clerk leading the way heard the movement and turned around.

"No, nothing. My boyfriend is here." Ke Fan said.

Jiang Hongyu looked at the clerk and frowned unobtrusively.

The clerk also looked at Jiang Hongyu, who led Ke Fan into the room without saying anything.

"That's all, here are the same." The clerk stopped in front of a tall shelf, pulled out a few bundles and said to Ke Fan.

Ke Fan looked carefully, the denominations ranged from [-] to [-] million.

There are even imitation renminbi, and they are not afraid of being arrested.Ke Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

He tugged at Jiang Hongyu's sleeve: "See how much you need? I'll buy it for you."

The clerk on one side gave him a curious look.

"Here, two bundles are enough." Jiang Hongyu casually pointed to one.

"This is three bundles." Ke Fan said to the clerk.

The clerk took three bundles of paper money from the shelf and said, "This is fifteen bundles, do you want anything else?"

Ke Fan didn't dare to look around, and asked the clerk, "Are there any clothes for the dead, and shoes?"

"Of course there are." The clerk agreed, and showed Ke Fan the clothes hanging on the wall, "There are also shrouds, paper bundles, men's and women's, and there are several sizes."

Ke Fan took a look, and it seemed that none of them were very good-looking. At first glance, they were worn by dead people.

"Do you have a suit? It's the kind that looks like a normal suit." Ke Fan asked.

The clerk seemed to hesitate for a moment, but said, "Yes, but it's a bit more expensive." He took out two clothes hangers from a box on one side, with suits and ties hanging on them.One set is dark gray with a white shirt and the other is a black shirt with a cyan suit.

It looks very similar to what Jiang Hongyu wore before.

Ke Fan nodded in satisfaction: "Just this one, I bought both sets."

Jiang Hongyu watched quietly from the side without saying anything.

When checking out, Ke Fan was holding two suits in his hand, and he had to take out his mobile phone from his bag to pay, so he was a little too busy.

He said to Jiang Hongyu, "Get it for me."

Jiang Hongyu didn't know why he didn't move, and the clerk beside him suddenly said, "Sir, I'll wrap it up for you."

Ke Fan turned his head in surprise, and found that Jiang Hongyu was preoccupied, and he couldn't criticize anything harshly.

He took out his mobile phone from his bag and paid for it. After thanking the clerk, he took the bag and walked out of the store with Jiang Hongyu.

"Is there something wrong with this person..." The female clerk behind the counter pointed to her temple, "Who are you talking to?"

The young male clerk who watched the funny video with her just now said: "Oh, please don't say a few words. Maybe someone in the family just passed away and was overly sad. There are such people." The female clerk pouted, no Speak again.

The male clerk who took Ke Fan to get the paper money just now looked at the direction Ke Fan left at the door and narrowed his eyes: "Maybe."

Jiang Hongyu took two bags and a briefcase from Ke Fan: "Why go to this kind of store by yourself, aren't you afraid?"

Hearing his tone, Ke Fan actually seemed to be a bit of an indictment, and felt sad at the moment.He had a lot to say to refute Jiang Hongyu, to question Jiang Hongyu, but he couldn't say anything because it was choked in his throat.

Grievance occupied his reason earlier than anger.

"I'm asking you something, aren't you afraid?" Jiang Hongyu stopped and asked Ke Fan again solemnly.

Ke Fan didn't know why Jiang Hongyu suddenly became like this. He was sad and confused, so he could only lower his head, not wanting Jiang Hongyu to see the tears in his eyes.

"Scared." Ke Fan said.

Jiang Hongyu looked at Ke Fan in front of him, such a weak and mediocre person.

Even if you don't do it yourself, your fate is still very light, and you may be turned into powder in the reincarnation at any time.

I was treated like that when I was a child, and I don't bear resentment.

He was still angry with himself in the morning, he was obviously afraid of ghosts the most, and now he came to this kind of store to buy things because of him.

Jiang Hongyu couldn't taste what it was like to have such complicated emotions in his heart.

It was something he had never felt, alive or dead.

Ke Fan was sad, he was no longer angry with Jiang Hongyu playing with him on the bed like that yesterday.But today, why did Jiang Hongyu suddenly act like this?

Jiang Hongyu disappeared when he said he disappeared, and got angry when he said he was angry. His attitude towards himself was not the attitude towards his boyfriend at all.

Although Ke Fan has low self-esteem, he is very serious about relationships.He thought about it, and it seemed that Jiang Hongyu had never said that he liked him, nor that he wanted to be his boyfriend.

What companionship, what sharing your tears, these words can find several Gs in the space of elementary school students.

It's because I'm too lonely and I want someone to accompany me too much.He can not even care if the other party is not a human being, and treat the other party as a close person wishful thinking.But what do people think?

Just thinking about it sadly, a tear fell to the ground.

Jiang Hongyu looked at the tiny water drop that fell on the sidewalk and was stained with dust.This time, he didn't have the slightest thought of possessing Ke Fan's tears.

The tear nearly pierced his heart.He has to do something.

"Ke Fan, do you like me?" He put the things in his hand on the ground, and gently lifted Ke Fan's face.

When Ke Fan heard this, he couldn't help but want to cry. He didn't want to be too cowardly, so he just closed his eyes.

"I like you very much and want to take care of you. I'm not a human being, and I don't know how long I can do it, but I should live longer than you." Jiang Hongyu didn't wait for his reply. Wiping off Ke Fan's tears, he said.

"I will take care of you in the future, make you happy, tell you everything, and tell you where I am going if I leave. I won't worry you, and I won't bully you again." Jiang Hongyu, who was zero, thought for a while, racking his brains to get here is really unsustainable, "But you can't get married, you can't find someone else, you have to stay with me until you die."

When he said this sentence, the possessive desire in Jiang Hongyu's bones came out arrogantly.It seemed that he had already thought of the scene where Ke Fan came out in love with someone else, and he gritted his teeth.

"But I will treat you very well." Jiang Hongyu was afraid that Ke Fan would be frightened, so he refused to agree to him. He immediately slowed down his tone, and took out the small tombstone from his pocket and stuffed it into the silly Ke Fan's hand. "If I make you angry again, you can put it in the sun and hurt me to death."

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