my therapist freaked out

Ke Fan followed the young man into the glass door, and the air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, which immediately isolated the heat from the outside.

"Look, these are all newly bought." The man pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said.There were no other shop assistants in the store, and the young men and women I saw last time were not there, making this small store very deserted.

Ke Fan looked at the clothes carefully, but was a little disappointed to find that they were not as good-looking as the last time he bought them.Ke Fan has been getting along with Jiang Hongyu recently, and his aesthetics has been raised a lot. Now he doesn't like these ordinary clothes very much.

"There are more inside." The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at Ke Fan from the dressing mirror in the store, saw that his face was not satisfied, and said, "Sir, you can't be resurrected after death. You look much more haggard than before this time. Please help me." Sorry."

Ke Fan was not sad, but when he heard the other party say that he was haggard, he really took it seriously.He saw a mirror next to him, so he leaned over to look at it.

If he didn't know it without looking in the mirror, Ke Fan was simply stupid.

His face was sallow, with fine lines on his forehead, the skin on his neck was loose like a man in his forties and fifties, and his hair was also a little gray.

This is impossible!There is something wrong with the mirror!Ke Fan was stunned, even though I brushed my teeth this morning and looked in the mirror, I was still a tender little 0!

In the mirror, the man stood behind him, but his face did not change in any way.

Ke Fan was in a hurry, he turned around and asked, "I, do I really look haggard?"

The man nodded and invited him to sit on a chair beside him: "Yes, sir, don't think I'm talkative. Let me ask, have you encountered any strange things recently?"

Ke Fan was very vigilant. Although he was knocked out of his wits by his own face, he still refused to tell about Jiang Hongyu.

"I don't mean anything malicious. In our line of business, I see many and strange things." The man in the store didn't mind seeing him like this, and took a glass of water from a disposable paper cup and put it on the table in front of Ke Fan. .

"There are many people who are too sad after the death of their loved ones, and there are many people who follow. But all of them are unwilling to die, and there are many people who die with regret when they die." It is not groundless to say that a place with heavy air is harmful to the human body."

Ke Fan picked up his water glass and took a sip to calm himself down. He said, "These are all feudal superstitions. How can anyone believe in them now?"

"Sir. Although there is no scientific basis for old sayings, I know best when I open this kind of shop. It is better for people to stay away from these dirty things." You have a lot of yin energy in your body, you will definitely die in a month or so."

Ke Fan was startled, his eyes widened: "But, but..."

"Ghosts have come up with a lot of tricks since ancient times, just to confuse people's minds. If you don't believe it, you can still be saved. If you believe it," the man whispered, "you will definitely be killed."

Ke Fan stared at each other: "Why did you tell me this?"

He was terrified in his heart now, obviously there was a road with people coming and going between the thin glass, but the atmosphere in the room was eerie, and the paper money and candles on the shelves were extremely strange.

"You don't need to rush to write, and you don't need to confess to me." The man handed the business card to Ke Fan again, and the word "言" was printed on the black piece of paper.

"My name is Ah Yan. Your tears, blood, and genitals can all be the source of his strength. You can observe for yourself whether he is picking up your yang energy. When you came last time, I only felt you If there is no yin energy. But this time your yang energy has been disabled, half of your foot has stepped into the gate of the ghost, and I know that the ghost has succeeded." Ah Yan clasped his hands in front of him, "If you still want to Live, you can come here to find me anytime.”

Ke Fan walked out of the store empty-handed, as if he had stepped into the world again, as if he had stepped into the world again.

The image of Jiang Hongyu filled his mind.

"I want to live with you, be with you, and share your tears."

"You will be with me until you die."

"I'm sorry, Ke Fan, I was wrong. I shouldn't lie to you to win your sympathy."

"Look, Ke Fan. Because of your love, I, a ghost, got warm blood."

"Thanks to you."

Now that I think about it, all the details that Ke Fan deliberately ignored during the period of acquaintance with Jiang Hongyu clearly surfaced.

Jiang Hongyu never lied to him, what he said was the truth.

This truth moved Ke Fan so much that he wanted to stay with a ghost.

Ke Fan is still thinking about it now, Jiang Hongyu saved his life under the wheel, so it's okay to take this life away.

Yes, Jiang Hongyu saved his life.

Ke Fan seemed to have grasped at straws.Yes, he thought, if Jiang Hongyu really wanted to kill him, he just had to watch him die, why bother to go to such lengths.

I can't believe it, I can't believe a word of this man.

Believe in Jiang Hongyu's tenderness and love, believe in a bowl of hot porridge every morning, believe in the figure waiting on the way home every day, believe in the palms and hugs behind you when nightmares come.

Ke Fan tried his best to bury this thorn in his heart, trying to forget everything he had just heard.

He rushed into a women's clothing store on the side of the road, ignored the clerk's greeting "Do you want to buy clothes for your girlfriend?", and walked straight to the full-length mirror.

His face was young and slightly pale, but overall he looked the same as before.

Ke Fan's heart was half relieved, that person, there must be something wrong with his mirror, he is the kind of charlatan fortune-telling charlatan.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Ke Fan suddenly felt something was wrong.

He leaned closer to the mirror and gently brushed his hair back with his hands.

Ke Fan has a lot of hair volume, and he wears a Japanese hairstyle all the year round.The short hair on the top of the head was pulled aside, and the roots of the originally black and fine hair underneath had all turned white.

Ke Fan fell into an ice cave.

Seeing that he acted suspiciously, the clerk was no longer enthusiastic and looked at him warily.

Ke Fan also had no time to apologize to others, he walked out of the store in disbelief.

He remembered that a few days ago, sister Wang at the next station said that he looked bad.

No, Jiang Hongyu will definitely not do this.

Ke Fan convinced himself as he walked, not realizing that tears had flowed all over his face.

Although Jiang Hongyu is not human, he will never hurt himself.As Ke Fan thought about it, the so-called ticket from the previous few days suddenly appeared in his mind.

What crime did Jiang Hongyu commit in the ticket he received?

Ke Fan doesn't want to speculate maliciously, but after all, he is already an adult who has been severely beaten by the society. The more he covers it up, the more ideas emerge in an endless stream.

Because the ghost harmed the living, he was fined.The living person also personally bought paper money for the ghost to burn so that he could pay the fine.

No, the world wouldn't be so ridiculous and absurd.

When I got home after thinking so wildly, it was getting dark.

Ke Fan looked at the warm yellow light coming from the windows of his rental house above, how beautiful it was.

When I came back from get off work, someone was waiting at home.

Maybe you have already racked your brains to make a meal, and you can chat about trivial matters in class while eating.

After eating, you can go out for a walk, and then go home to roll a bed sheet, or hug each other to sleep.

Ke Fan lowered his head, and there were two round water spots under his feet.

Jiang Hongyu didn't cook, he had never been so weak after becoming a ghost.

The brand mark on his chest felt unbearable pain all the time. He had already lost his flesh and blood as a ghost, but this kind of pain was more tormenting than living.

This is the pain that breaks his soul and crushes it.

It's a pity that the clothes Ke Fan bought for him, although no blood can be seen on the black coat, but the smell of blood has been lingering.Jiang Hongyu had no choice but to destroy the clothes and change one.

Hearing the sound of the door, Jiang Hongyu pushed forward, seeing that Ke Fan's face was almost as pale as his, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong, Ke Fan, who bullied you?"

Ke Fan had already prepared himself mentally, but when he saw Jiang Hongyu, he couldn't help it for a moment, so he walked quickly and threw himself into Jiang Hongyu's arms.

Jiang Hongyu was dazzled by this blow, and after a while, he had the strength to reach out and hug Ke Fan: "It's okay, it's okay, we're home. Don't be sad."

He stroked Ke Fan's head tenderly, but soon couldn't stand up.

Only then did Ke Fan realize that something was wrong with Jiang Hongyu: "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Hongyu said firmly: "It's okay, I've been in the sun a little too much today, and I'm not feeling well."

Ke Fan was very worried. He hadn't seen Jiang Hongyu show weakness.Ke Fan hurriedly helped Jiang Hongyu to the bed in the bedroom, where Ke Fan lay there every day, with a strong yang energy, and Jiang Hongyu felt better.

"Why are you crying? The boss scolded you?" Jiang Hongyu slowed down, pulled Ke Fan to sit on his lap, and asked him.

"Yeah." Ke Fan nodded honestly, "There was a project that I didn't do well, and I was beaten back."

Jiang Hongyu smiled and kissed the tip of his nose: "What's the matter, do you want me to teach your boss a lesson?"

Ke Fan shook his head hastily, he was lying in the first place, and it would be too much to implicate the boss!

Although the boss is really stingy.

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Hongyu asked him.

Ke Fan shook his head, he couldn't eat anything now.

Bad mood?Jiang Hongyu couldn't figure it out, but Ke Fan has always been positive and sunny, and he is happy every day.I really don't know how to persuade me right now.

He clasped his hands behind Ke Fan's back, caressing Ke Fan's waist.

Ke Fan was touched a little by him, but suddenly his waist loosened.

"Ah!" he exclaimed, and the belt was undone.

Jiang Hongyu sat up straight, wrapped Ke Fan in his arms, lowered his head and kissed his lips vigorously.

Soon, the only sound in the quiet bedroom was the sound of water intertwining lips and teeth.

When Jiang Hongyu took off Ke Fan's clothes and kissed him, Ke Fan's heart was cold.

He'd spent many a single night wishing for a boyfriend, and he'd been horny while watching a small movie.He thought about it, it would be great if he also had a peerless and fierce boyfriend, and I would have sex with him every day.If you are in good shape, you can be forgiven if you go to bed after a fight.

Now his dream is so unbearably close to being realized.

However, Jiang Hongyu did not go to the end regardless of Ke Fan's injuries. He left a series of wet marks on Ke Fan's skin, making him tremble with fear and itching.

Ke Fan lay there, gradually captured by pleasure.Then don't think about anything, just immerse yourself in it like this, and get drunk today when you have wine.

When Ke Fan was gently embraced, Ke Fan kicked his legs in shame: "Jiang Hongyu!"

He cried out in a crying voice, this kind of plot that existed in the late night fantasy actually became reality at this moment.

Instinct overwhelmed melancholy, overwhelmed the shadow of death, overwhelmed the thorn in my heart, and overwhelmed everything.

Ke Fan finally had no choice but to throw away his helmet and armor under Jiang Hongyu's tenderness.

The author says:

Jiang: Your husband is almost branded right, and you still misunderstand me?