my therapist freaked out

Ke Fan was taken aback by Xiaoxi, and dropped his phone on the ground.

He picked up his phone and wiped it, and looked up to find Jiang Hongyu was at the door of the bedroom, looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Yes, it's my friend." Ke Fan explained.

Seeing that Jiang Hongyu was not very interested, he wisely stopped mentioning it and swallowed the series of introductions that followed.

"Mr. Jiang, are you going to live here for a long time?" He blushed unapologetically when he thought about Jiang Hongyu saying that he would live with him. He glanced at Jiang Hongyu's profile while wiping his phone.

So lovely.

Ke Fan's heart was pounding. He was a little scared just now, but now that he drank the porridge, he felt relieved.At this time, Mr. Jiang completely attracted all the attention.

Jiang Hongyu wanted to point out a little idiot: "This friend you called..."

Ke Fan raised his head and looked at Jiang Hongyu in surprise: "He is a very good friend of mine, and he introduced to me... Cough cough, do you want to meet Mr. Jiang?"

In Ke Fan's mind now, Jiang Hongyu has become his protector.He has a strong interest in sharing life with each other.But for some reason, Ke Fan hesitated when talking about the blind date that Xiaoxi introduced to him yesterday.

I don't really want to talk about this.

Jiang Hongyu didn't continue talking.He could see that Ke Fan had placed considerable affection on this so-called friend, and he might cry if it was revealed.

Although the crying was good for him, Jiang Hongyu, but the feeling of the other party throwing himself into his arms and breaking down was still not very comfortable for the ghost.

Forget it, anyway, with him following, no one can do anything to this little fool.

As for that Xiaoxi... Jiang Hongyu narrowed his eyes, and tried to steal someone from me, so he didn't want to die.

"Hiss." Jiang Hongyu suddenly felt a burning pain in his arm, and quickly put it away in his arms.

Near noon, the sun gradually rose, and the angle of the sunlight entering the room changed, shining on Jiang Hongyu's arm, leaving a faint red mark.

Ke Fan also noticed this, which is obviously a characteristic of ghosts.

"I...I'll get it for you, scald ointment." Ke Fan stood up from the bed tremblingly, "It's very useful, you see I also have hot red marks on my arms." He passed by Jiang Hongyu and wanted to ask Walking to the living room, he was grabbed by someone.

"Go and close the curtains." Jiang Hongyu ordered in a bad mood.This is really a bit self-deception is too much, Jiang Hongyu inexplicably has a feeling that he is being racially discriminated against as a ghost.

"Oh, yes, yes." Ke Fan shivered all over, and hurried to the living room to draw the double curtains tightly, as did the bedroom.The whole room suddenly darkened. Ke Fan finished drawing the curtains in the bedroom, lost the sunlight to support him, and felt that his back was a bit chilled when he was in the same room with someone.

When Ke Fan turned his head, Jiang Hongyu's face became even paler in the darkness. He stood there staring at Ke Fan, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ke Fan smiled awkwardly and wanted to turn on the light. He moved in small steps, trying not to attract Jiang Hongyu's attention and reaction.

Just when he was about to touch the switch, his waist was stopped.

Ke Fan felt that Jiang Hongyu's body temperature was lower than that of ordinary people, and he was right behind him.

"You already know my weakness." His chest was pressed against Ke Fan's skin, and in this summer when the air conditioner was not turned on, the cold air that penetrated into Ke Fan's heart melted, "If you don't want to, you still have a chance." Get out of the way."

Ke Fan was turned around by him and forced to face his face.

Jiang Hongyu knew that Ke Fan was shaking, he was afraid of himself.Just at the moment when Ke Fan obediently went to draw the curtains, he suddenly wanted to let him go.

He's the best choice, but he doesn't have to be.

A ghost suddenly felt compassion.

But as Jiang Hongyu said, Ke Fan can escape to a sunny place, as long as there is sunshine, Jiang Hongyu can't do anything to him.

Ke Fan clenched and loosened his fist, but he did not resist after all.

Life did not give him the ability to resist.He has long understood that for everything life offers, all he can do is accept it and live on.

Even if it is in the sun all the time during the day, what about the night?

What about cloudy days?

If Jiang Hongyu is angered, will it be worse than now?

Ke Fan suppressed the choking in his throat and asked him, "What do you need me to do?"

Hearing his crying voice, Jiang Hongyu felt a pain in the part of his chest that would not be beating for a long time.

He let go of Ke Fan, took a step back, and distanced himself from him: "Just live with me. I will follow you, and you can do whatever you want."

Before the final result comes, he wants to make up for the little guy for the rest of his life.

Ke Fan leaned against the wall, the tears on his face were still wet.

Jiang Hongyu approached him gently, and Ke Fan closed his eyes, only to feel a chill on his face, that tear had been hooked away by Jiang Hongyu.He covered his kissed side face, looking in surprise at Jiang Hongyu's thin lips so close.

His face turned red again.Jiang Hongyu thought to himself.

As a completely dead lonely ghost, when he knew that he could return to life, his excitement was beyond words.

But when he knew how to restore Yang, he couldn't be happy.

Fortunately, he looked at Ke Fan, who was covering his face and shy, and he was not as offensive as he imagined, and he didn't need to resort to any terrible and bloody methods for the time being.

"You, you want, you want..." Ke Fan stammered, unable to explain why.

"I want to live with you, accompany you, and share your tears." Heyang Qi, Jiang Hongyu said, and added from the bottom of his heart.

Ke Fan's face was about to turn red, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Hongyu's face: "Then you are...uh, you want to..."

"What?" Jiang Hongyu didn't hear the last few words he faltered, so he bent down and asked again.

Ke Fan closed his eyes and shouted, "Are you going to fall in love with me?"

ah!Ke Fan, idiot, what are you talking about!

Ke Fan wanted to slap himself, what the hell!But he had just heard Jiang Hongyu say with his own ears that he wanted to live with him, accompany him, and share his tears.

Isn't that what a confession is?

Ke Fan is not usually so stupid, but his mental state has been very unstable recently, and he has brushed shoulders with death several times consciously or unconsciously.Jiang Hongyu is the source of his sense of crisis, and the only existence where he can feel safe.

That Sunday morning, the sun was particularly good.

Ke Fan took the initiative to bury himself in a place where the sun could not shine, and unreservedly exposed his soul to a ghost.

Jiang Hongyu swallowed the non-existent saliva in his throat and kissed Ke Fan's warm lips without answering.

This looks like an answer.Before Ke Fan was kissed until he lost consciousness, he felt that the heart he threw fell into the palm of the other party.

"I'm going to the police station in the afternoon." Ke Fan said while putting on his shoes, "I reported the case before, uh, I'll go and close the case, close it."

Jiang Hongyu squinted his eyes, sat on the sofa, and asked, "Report the crime?"

Ke Fan lamented when he thought of this, how did he know that Jiang Hongyu, who had scared him so much last week, was now his boyfriend.

"Well, yes. I thought it was a break-in at the time."

Jiang Hongyu seemed to have thought of something, took out the stone tablet from his pocket, looked at it, and asked Ke Fan, "Is it the time you dropped my tombstone?"

Ke Fan stopped wearing his shoes immediately, and he stood at the entrance with a pale face.

Jiang Hongyu felt a headache. He put away the tombstone and stood up from the sofa: "Let's go."

Ke Fan was afraid that Jiang Hongyu would be exposed to the sun, so he even took an umbrella.

"Umbrellas can't cover the sun, you little fool." Sure enough, Jiang Hongyu disappeared as soon as the sun came out. Ke Fan checked the time, afraid that it would be a little late to go there, so he bought a parasol when he came back from the police station.

"Mr. Ke Fan, according to our investigation, there is only one person's fingerprint on this pot. The monitoring of the community has not found any abnormalities." The tall police officer who went to his house last time handed him the form, "You fill out the form, and you can Case closed."

Ke Fan nodded repeatedly and obediently filled out the form.

The policeman watched him press his fingerprints and smiled: "I'm really worried. You can change the anti-theft door, or buy a private surveillance camera and install it at the door. Don't open the door casually when you live by yourself."

Ke Fan smiled gratefully and handed the pen back to the policeman: "Okay, thank you."

He stood up: "Then I'm all right..."

With a "bang", the door opened from the outside, and a group of people in police uniforms walked in talking loudly.

"Xiao Wang, quickly take this for testing!" The leading middle-aged man handed a transparent bag to the tall police officer, "It's too bad, I have to change clothes."

"Boss, I'm going too! I smell blood all over my body."

The tall police officer said: "It's okay, you can go first."

Ke Fan hurriedly said goodbye. Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of the bag in the hand of the tall police officer.

Inside was a piece of clothing, and it was indeed covered with blood, but the pattern seemed familiar to Ke Fan.

He didn't dare to look too much, didn't dare to think too much, and hurriedly left the room, for fear of causing trouble to others.

I only stayed in the police station for half an hour, and when I came out, the sun was scorching, not to mention Jiang Hongyu, Ke Fan, an ordinary person, couldn't bear the sun like this.

He went to a small shop nearby and bought a parasol, put it on top of his head, and was immediately enveloped in the shade, making him feel much more comfortable.

"Mr. Jiang?" Ke Fan called softly, "Are you there?"

no respond.

Ke Fan was a little disappointed, but he also understood that this environment was indeed not suitable for Jiang Hongyu's health, and it was normal not to want to come out.

But until he got home and Ke Fan struggled to make dinner, Jiang Hongyu didn't show up again.

"What's going on." Ke Fan muttered, sandwiching rice grain by grain, he couldn't taste it.

Do you regret it?Ran?

Haunting myself... who knows what's missing, logically I should be happy.Ke Fan couldn't be happy.

He is so lonely.

Ke Fan checked that it was still early, and went out with a parasol.He went to the supermarket to buy a box of stationery and snacks, and he was still walking around the milk counter, but considering that he couldn't get too many things, he had to give up temporarily.

He was carrying a large bag and a backpack full of toys on his back, and stopped the car at the entrance of the supermarket.

"Hello, go to the Sunshine Welfare Institute in the eastern suburbs."