Toffee Master

A horror movie was playing on TV, a woman dressed in red was playing innocently by the stream.

There are green mountains and green waters, and nothing strange happens.

Those who often watch horror movies know that this is the tranquility before being scary.

It's a pity that Yang Xingyu, who basically doesn't need to watch horror movies, didn't know anything about it. At this moment, he relaxed. He picked up the juice and snorted softly: "It's nothing scary."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a scream on the TV, and a black figure appeared behind the woman, and that kind of dagger stabbed fiercely into her back.

Yang Xingyu trembled all over, and the juice in his hand spilled out. He stared straight at the TV, his mind went blank, and he didn't even notice that the juice dripped onto his pants.

Tang Ye held back a smile and took out a few tissues to help him clean up the juice, but just as he touched Yang Xingyu's pants, he shook again.

"what!"

Yang Xingyu turned sideways violently in response, staring at Tang Ye with wide eyes, his chest heaving violently visible to the naked eye.

Tang Ye was fine at first, but was startled by his voice.

The two sat on the sofa and stared at each other.

After Yang Xingyu came to his senses, he twitched the corners of his mouth dryly, his cheeks and ears became hot, he coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, took the tissue from Tang Ye's hand and said, "I, I can do it myself, I was not afraid just now , just... just..."

"Well, it's my fault for touching you suddenly."

Tang Ye didn't dare to speak too much, fearing that he would not be able to control his laughter, so he lowered his head and shook his shoulders, and helped Yang Xingyu put the juice in his hand on the coffee table.

Yang Xingyu wiped the fruit juice on his pants vigorously in annoyance, his fear of ghosts must have been discovered by Xiaotangzhi!

The two continued watching the movie.

Yang Xingyu found that the plot was getting more and more frightening. He hugged the pillow tightly and closed his eyes tightly. If he didn't remember that the little candy wrapper was by his side, he would have curled up and covered his ears by the way.

Tang Ye glanced at him several times, scratched his head and said, "Brother Yu..."

"What, what's wrong!" Yang Xingyu sat up straight instantly, staring at the TV like copper bells, pretending not to be afraid at all.

Tang Ye pressed the corner of her mouth and pretended to be embarrassed: "I'm a little scared, can I hold your arm?"

Yang Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him, with a tinge of joy on his face, it turned out that Xiaotangzhi was also scared!

He stretched out his arms impatiently, and slapped his chest loudly: "Of course! With me here, don't be afraid!"

"Ok!"

Tang Ye smiled and leaned towards him, grabbing his arm.

The hot air on Yang Xingyu's body instantly passed through his clothes to his skin.

Tang Ye was stunned for a moment, and his ears started to feel hot. He didn't want to expose Yang Xingyu's fear of ghosts, but seeing that he was so nervous, he turned around and said that he was afraid and wanted to hold his arm.

But when he really hugged her, he realized that this was considered a skin-to-skin relationship, even though it was separated by two layers of clothes.

Yang Xingyu didn't think too much about it. He smelled the faint sweetness on Tang Ye's body, and suddenly he didn't feel so nervous and scared.

A horror movie ended when Tang Ye was absent-minded and most of Yang Xingyu kept his head down and didn't dare to watch it.

The moment the living room was illuminated by the lights again, Yang Xingyu even felt that he had just made a trip to the gate of hell. He thought about it, except that he lost his composure when he spilled the juice, he should have behaved pretty well at other times.

It was already very late at this time, and the two of them went back to their respective rooms to get ready for bed after washing up.

Tang Ye slept for a long time in the afternoon, and because he just learned a little secret about Yang Xingyu, he tossed and turned excitedly, and couldn't fall asleep.

He stared at the ceiling with bright eyes, and giggled silly when he thought about Yang Xingyu's little tricks while watching horror movies.

"Bangdang-"

The sound of something falling came from the living room.

Tang Ye sat up suddenly, and his body tensed up unconsciously. Although he was not afraid, he had just watched a horror movie after all, and he would still think about it when he heard strange noises in the middle of the night.

He strained his ears, but he didn't hear anything again. The living room was as quiet as if the sound just now was Tang Ye's auditory hallucination.

Tang Ye frowned suspiciously, and was about to lie down again when she heard another rustling sound.

This time he was sure, there was someone in the living room.

He rolled over and got out of bed, and while tentatively asking, "Brother Yu, is that you?", he slowly pressed the doorknob.

As soon as the door was opened, there was another loud noise in the living room, this time it was the harsh sound of the coffee table rubbing against the ground.

Tang Ye looked over and saw a tall figure standing beside the coffee table. The moonlight through the balcony could vaguely see his three-dimensional facial features.

"Wow, woke you up?" Yang Xingyu's voice was a little hoarse.

"No, I didn't fall asleep just now," Tang Ye walked over suspiciously, turned on the light in the living room, and subconsciously squinted his eyes, "Brother Yu, what are you doing in the middle of the night? You don't turn on the lights."

At this time, his eyes had adapted to the light, and he saw Yang Xingyu standing beside the coffee table helplessly, holding his own quilt in his arms, and not far away was a slipper that he threw away.

Tang Ye looked at his bare foot, and immediately understood that Yang Xingyu was too scared to go to sleep by himself, so he came to him in the middle of the night, and probably didn't think of an excuse. Be careful to step on the quilt and slip it.

The corner of his mouth raised uncontrollably, Tang Ye quickly tilted his head to hide his smile.

In fact, it was almost the same as his guess.

But the reason why Yang Xingyu didn't dare to sleep by himself anymore was because he had a nightmare and was chased by ghosts from horror movies the whole time.

After waking up, he couldn't fall asleep anymore, and felt increasingly insecure in the quiet room, curled up in a ball and felt that something was staring at him outside the quilt.

As soon as he was so nervous, he didn't dare to stay in the bedroom anymore. He turned over and got out of bed, and ran all the way to the door of Tang Ye's bedroom with the quilt in his arms. He regretted knocking on the door just as he was about to knock.

What if Xiaotangzhi laughed at himself?

Yang Xingyu hugged the quilt and turned around to walk back. He accidentally stepped on the corner of the quilt that was mopping the floor, and his foot slipped and he hit the wall with a loud noise.

There was an intimate contact between the face and the wall, and Yang Xingyu's nose was sore on the spot, and tears of physiological nature welled up, but he didn't dare to make a sound because of the pain, and kept lying on the wall motionless, listening to Tang Ye's bedroom. the sound of.

Seeing that there was no response from Tang Ye's bedroom, he was thankful but at the same time a little inexplicably disappointed.

Yang Xingyu dejectedly turned around and walked towards his bedroom, intending to fight against the monsters and ghosts alone, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of the door opening behind him, he wanted to turn around in a panic, and stepped on the corner of the quilt again.

This time, the calf knocked on the coffee table, and the slippers also flew out.

Yang Xingyu really didn't want to recall his embarrassment just now, he scratched his head guiltyly, and glanced at the water glass on the coffee table out of the corner of his eye: "I, I'm thirsty, come out and drink some water."

"Oh~"

Tang Ye drew his voice and looked around his quilt, as if saying that it was the first time he saw someone come out to drink water with the quilt in his arms.

Yang Xingyu gave a "tsk", and subconsciously wanted to hide the quilt, but in order to sleep comfortably, he bought a super big quilt, so it was so easy to hide.

He sighed, his fame in this life was ruined by a horror movie.

Tang Ye saw that he was annoyed, and couldn't bear to tease him anymore. He blinked, squeezed out two tears, and grabbed Yang Xingyu's hands suddenly: "Brother Yu, I actually know everything."

"Ah? Know what?" Yang Xingyu felt guilty for a while, wondering if he was obvious?

"Brother Yu, actually, you don't have to worry about me so much."

Tang Ye felt like Xiao Bailian in an idol drama now, "You know I'm scared so you want to come and accompany me, but you're afraid that I'll feel embarrassed if you say it, brother Yu, you're so kind."

He sniffled and moved, "Although I'm afraid of ghosts and still like to watch horror movies, it's a bit embarrassing, but you have come to accompany me, so what's so small about it, I feel very happy now."

Yang Xingyu stared blankly at his performance, and it took him a long time to realize that Xiaotangzhi was also scared, not only that, but also misunderstood that she came here with the quilt just to accompany him.

He coughed, and wrapped his arms around Tang Ye's shoulders: "Ahem, don't be ashamed, I'll sleep with you tonight, so you won't be afraid."

When he said this, he didn't dare to look at Tang Ye, and only left the back of his head for others.

"Brother Yu, I feel at ease with you here!"

Tang Ye looked at his hairy head and almost laughed out loud. This must have kept Yang Xingyu's dignity, although he didn't quite understand why being afraid of ghosts hurts his dignity.

Yang Xingyu's guilty forehead was sweating, and he coughed twice before saying: "Then shall we go to my room... or your room?"

"Brother Yu, where do you want to go?"

Yang Xingyu quickly glanced at his bedroom. Their room was about the same size, but there were a lot of things in candy wrappers, and the room was piled up with almost no gaps, so it looked narrower. His things were few, and the room was empty... …

"Why don't you go to my place, I'm a bit of a loser." Tang Ye saw through his thoughts at a glance, and suggested.

"Okay, okay, let's go to your place." Yang Xingyu wished to be far away from his bedroom, he still felt that there was something in the gap between the bed and the window.

Tang Ye looked at him with crooked eyes as he ran into his bedroom with the quilt in his arms. He walked to the door and turned off the light in the living room before following him. While walking, he thought that sometimes Yang Xingyu was so cute.

His bed was near the window, and the moonlight sneaked in through the gap in the curtains that were not drawn tightly and fell on the bed.

Tang Ye clearly saw Yang Xingyu sitting by the window hugging the quilt, looking at him eagerly.

His heart skipped a beat, this situation... doesn't seem so good.

Just now, I was only thinking of teasing Yang Xingyu, but an accident actually caused them to share the same bed!

Tang Ye's cheeks suddenly became hot.

"Tang Tangye, do you like to sleep inside or outside? My quilt is very big, how about we build one?"

Yang Xingyu was still thinking in his head that he didn't notice anything wrong with horror movies, and enthusiastically offered suggestions. After all, the bed of Xiaotangzhi is not spacious, and it would be too embarrassing for it to accommodate two double quilts.