my therapist freaked out

Ke Fan was woken up by the phone ringing.But when he finally woke up from the dark sleep, the phone stopped ringing, and it became the third missed call.

He felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and he reached out to touch it in fear, thinking that there was something wrong with his brain.Where the hands touched, the skull was smooth and plump, and the hair was soft, so Ke Fan felt relieved.

He raised his upper body with difficulty, and took his mobile phone to check the missed calls.

They are all strange numbers.

Ke Fan was a little hesitant, wondering if he should call back, but he had seen the news about being cheated out of exorbitant phone bills by fraudulent calls.

While hesitating, the phone vibrated suddenly, accompanied by Ke Fan's familiar ringtone.

Ke Fan quickly connected: "Hello, ... hello."

There was a cold and emotionless male voice on the other side of the phone: "Is this Mr. Ke Fan? Hello, we are the Chunhai Road Police Station. The investigation results of your application for reporting the crime came out last week. Please come and pick them up this afternoon."

Ke Fan was terrified. He obeyed the law and didn't even cross half a red light. This was the first time he received a call from the police station!

"Okay, okay, police officer! I'll wait at the door this afternoon!" Ke Fan hurriedly agreed, and he almost blurted out "yessir!" after being deeply affected by Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas.

Putting down the phone, Ke Fan was a little confused, as if he didn't know what was going on.

His mind seems to be spinning very slowly recently, and he doesn't know if it's because of a recent erotic dream.well.

Ke Fan waited for 5 minutes before he remembered that he was going on a blind date yesterday!

what? !

He seems to have drunk a little wine, and he has no memory of what happened afterwards, but at that time, he was in the "Kosong" on the subway more than ten stops away from home!

Why did you come to your own bed?

Ke Fan hurriedly called Xiaoxi, but the other party didn't answer.

He hangs up sullenly, feeling hungry like he hasn't eaten in days.

His head was still dizzy, and the feeling of hypoglycemia was uncomfortable, so Ke Fan got out of bed quickly, planning to get something to eat.

As soon as he left the bedroom, his steps slowed down hesitantly.

He smelled the porridge, and his stomach convulsed eagerly.At the same time, he heard someone busy in the kitchen, and there was a small sound of dishes and chopsticks intersecting.

Ke Fan has experienced too many strange things recently. At this time, he was wearing pajamas and slippers, standing in the warm sunshine from the open window, and he could no longer have the slightest thought of rebelling against fate.

He didn't run away, didn't call the police, and walked straight to the kitchen.

"Are you awake?" The man in the kitchen was the one I saw at the door of the bedroom a few days ago, still wearing Ke Fan's nightgown, which was obviously one size smaller.He didn't react too much when he saw someone coming in, and his tone was naturally like that of a roommate living together.

The kitchen of the house Ke Fan rented was on the shade side, which was cooler than other houses.Ke Fan was wearing a pair of sandals, and he had goosebumps all over his body when he came in.

Ke Fan swallowed, and said, "You, are you my hallucination?"

The man smiled helplessly: "You say yes." He slowly scooped the porridge from the pot into a bowl and handed it to Ke Fan, "Are you hungry? Go out and sit down and drink slowly."

Ke Fan stared at the white porcelain bowl handed over by the other party, and took it in a daze.

Regardless of other words, this is the first time in this life that someone cooks porridge for Ke Fan.

Ke Fan looked at the steaming porridge bowl, then at the handsome man in front of the stove, looking silly.

"Then what's your name?" Ke Fan asked without leaving.

The man turned around and stretched out his hand. A small stone tablet slowly appeared in the palm of his hand. Ke Fan recognized at a glance that it was the one he threw on the floor last week.

There are several red letters on it, the tomb of Jiang Hongyu.

Ke Fan read it softly, and Jiang Hongyu carefully put the stele back in his palm, wanting to see Ke Fan's reaction.

As soon as the stele was placed, he heard a very clear sound of liquid dripping.

Jiang Hongyu quickly raised his head and found that Ke Fan had poured the freshly made porridge onto his left hand at some point.The steaming porridge covered his hand and was still dripping slowly to the floor.

Jiang Hongyu rushed to Tianling Gai in a burst of anger. He picked up Ke Fan's arm and pulled it under the faucet to turn on the water pipe.The cold water from the underground pipes washed Ke Fan's rapidly reddened skin.

Ke Fan didn't complain of pain, but just stared blankly at Jiang Hongyu's profile.

"Why are you angry?" Ke Fan asked softly, the severe pain in his arm reminded him that this was really not a dream, probably not a hallucination either.As for who the person in front of him was, Ke Fan didn't dare to guess in the right direction, he could only temporarily define the person as a "breaker".

Jiang Hongyu glanced at him, this glance was full of helplessness and distress that he didn't realize.

Ke Fan didn't realize that the other party had any helpless and distressed emotions. He only felt that Jiang Hongyu's look was full of charm.

Ke Fan came back to his senses and turned off the faucet with his unharmed right hand.

"Don't make trouble." Jiang Hongyu quickly grabbed his restless right hand and scolded him.

"I didn't make a fuss." Ke Fan was a little aggrieved, "wasting water, the water bill is so expensive."

Jiang Hongyu was silent, and Ke Fan saw that the other party was sullen, with a gloomy look on his pale skin, so he didn't dare to speak more, for fear of angering him.After 5 minutes, Jiang Hongyu turned off the tap.

The fire on the stove had already been extinguished, and the porridge was still hot, so Jiang Hongyu took another bowl.

Ke Fan followed behind him obediently. The living room was divided into two halves by Ke Fan's landlord, and half was used as a dining room.Jiang Hongyu carefully followed the shadow of the wall to prevent the sunlight from reaching him.He put the bowl on the dining table, sat down and stared at Ke Fan: "Come and drink."

Ke Fan suddenly had the illusion that he was his pet dog.

Then he went up to drink, wagging his tail.

There was no way, Jiang Hongyu's aura was too strong, Ke Fan cowardly peeked at him while drinking porridge with a spoon in his right hand.Not because he is good looking.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a ghost?" Jiang Hongyu took Ke Fan's left hand, covered Ke Fan's burned skin, and said angrily.

Jiang Hongyu's hand felt even colder than when he flushed it just now, and it was more delicate.Ke Fan obediently swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and retorted timidly: "There are no ghosts in this world."

Obviously his whole body was shaking, even if he was so frightened, he would have to speak hard.Jiang Hongyu felt the small arm in his hand trembling like a twig in a typhoon, and found it funny and annoying.

The little mouth is really tough.It was obvious that it was a ghost, and even the tombstone was shown to him. Jiang Hongyu really didn't know what stronger proof of identity he had as a ghost.Having said that, if you change your name, you won't be afraid of not contradicting him?

He wanted to scare the little guy by showing his body, but he knew that he was probably really afraid of this, so he didn't argue with the other party at all: "Okay, there is no ghost, I'm an angel, that's fine."

It was fine just now, but Ke Fan suddenly burst into tears, and put down the half-eaten porridge.

Jiang Hongyu has a big head, what's wrong?

Ke Fan suddenly pushed away the porridge bowl, threw himself into his arms and cried loudly.

Jiang Hongyu hugged Ke Fan before he could react in his head, and let Ke Fan hang on him like a koala.

Ke Fan's tears wet Jiang Hongyu's ill-fitting nightgown, and it soon became dry again.

Jiang Hongyu's soul absorbed Ke Fan's tears, and his body weight increased a bit.This is obviously a good thing that cannot be expected, and it is also Jiang Hongyu's purpose for following Ke Fan.But for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable, and slowly stroked Ke Fan's back, trying to coax him.

"Don't cry, if you cry again, I will eat you!"

Ke Fan paused, hiccupped, and cried even harder with a wow.

Jiang Hongyu sighed, picked up Ke Fan easily, patted him like a child, and dangled back and forth.

Ke Fan blushed and quickly stopped crying.Embarrassed, he broke free from Jiang Hongyu's embrace. If it wasn't for those rabbit eyes, Jiang Hongyu even felt that the miserable boy who was crying in his arms just now was not the one in front of him.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm too excited." Ke Fan explained dryly, "I, you, I..."

"I'll call you Angel Jiang from now on." He grabbed the pocket of his pajamas and stammered, unable to say anything beautiful for a long time, so he had to bow to Jiang Hongyu!

Jiang Hongyu split open.

He held his forehead and laughed softly: "You can call me by my name, or Brother Jiang."

What kind of little fool really believes that he is an angel.

"I almost had a car accident a few days ago. You saved me." Ke Fan was grateful and looked at Jiang Hongyu with hope, but Jiang Hongyu was confused.

"Yes." Jiang Hongyu admitted concisely.

And yesterday, I also saved you.And last week, I was the one who exhausted you. During this period of time, I was also in the dream, and I didn't let you go anyway.

Jiang Hongyu did not say the latter words.

Ke Fan was greatly moved. He asked: "Someone pushed me away that day, and then I heard something being run over by a car. Are you injured?"

Facing Ke Fan's concerned gaze, Jiang Hongyu was a bit difficult to answer.

Indeed.That day, he had just borrowed Ke Fan's energy to forcefully regain his real state, when he saw the scene where Ke Fan was about to be hit to death.He rushed up to push Ke Fan away, and was run over by the wheels, and the newly gathered figure was crushed to pieces and disappeared into the air.

The most annoying thing is to hear Ke Fan thanking the second personality that does not exist in the mirror when he is the weakest.

There is no face.

Jiang Hongyu would not admit it. Now, as Ke Fan's correct object of thanks, he was so relieved when he heard this sentence.

Ke Fan said: "Will Mr. Jiang live longer after that? I'll clean up the bedroom for you. From now on, you will live in the bedroom and I will sleep on the sofa!"

However, Jiang Hongyu stopped him from going to the bedroom. He was wearing a nightgown, showing a firm chest on his chest: "You have to sleep with me."

Ke Fan blushed, and was about to say something to evade, when the cell phone in the bedroom rang.

"I'll answer the phone, Mr. Jiang." Ke Fan asked for instructions, and ran into the bedroom to get his phone.

It was Xiaoxi calling.

Ke Fan quickly picked up the phone, Xiaoxi said anxiously: "Ke Fan, are you okay?"

It was only then that Ke Fan remembered what happened last night, and he said, "I'm fine, how about you, Xiao Xi?"

As soon as the voice finished speaking, Xiaoxi hung up the phone. Ke Fan heard clearly that Xiaoxi let out a scream full of pain and fear before the phone disconnected.

The author says:

After all, Mr. Jiang is a ghost, and his thoughts are dark and perverted, but he will really spoil Fanfan very much.