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"Boom——" There was a huge roar suddenly outside the window, and the next second, the whole room was instantly illuminated like daylight.

It's lightning.

Changfeng's heart tightened.

Cheng Lang is very afraid of lightning. He is a robot and has an instinctive fear of the cloud voltage carrying charges in the sky.

When Cheng Lang saw the lightning for the first time, he almost jumped up in fright, and stretched out his hand to grab him, but he hurriedly shook off his hand, saying that he was afraid of hurting Chang Feng because of his short circuit.

Changfeng had a bad temper at the time, and he was even impatient with Cheng Lang. At the beginning, he was able to explain to Cheng Lang well that he was not charged now, so it was impossible for him to be burned out.Seeing that Cheng Lang still looked frightened, Changfeng became a little angry: "You are so scared, just turn off the phone!"

Hearing what he said, Cheng Lang lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "... Changfeng... Am I annoying you... I'll turn off the phone right now."

At this moment, another bolt of lightning struck down. I don't know whether it was because of the reflection of the light from the lightning or other reasons. Cheng Lang's face suddenly turned pale, and he said cautiously: "Changfeng, after I shut down... Can it be opened again?"

He was afraid that after turning off the phone, he would never wake up again.

For some reason, seeing Cheng Lang's appearance, Chang Feng's heart softened suddenly: "Forget it, don't turn off the phone."

But Cheng Lang, who hadn't turned off the phone, couldn't enter the sleep mode anyway. Changfeng went to fetch water in the middle of the night, and pushed open the door of Cheng Lang's room, only to see Cheng Lang sitting on the bed, not lying down, hugging the quilt, eyes wide The light flickered fiercely, like a frightened bird.As if afraid of being scolded by Changfeng, Cheng Lang took the lead in explaining: "I...I know I won't be burned...Changfeng...I'm just a little scared..."

Changfeng didn't know what to think at the time, maybe he remembered that Cheng Lang had only been made for two months, almost a "baby"?Then he couldn't help remembering that he was also very afraid of thunder when he was a child. At that time, he felt that the thunder was too loud, like the roar of a monster.

In fact, I was very embarrassed to say it at the time, but my mother kissed her forehead, and then said softly: "Xiaofeng is still a child, so don't be embarrassed to be afraid of thunder... Even if you grow up, there is no shame in being afraid... ...Mama will sleep with Xiaofeng today, okay?"

Chang Feng blinked, looked at Cheng Lang, and suddenly said, "Cheng Lang, come and sleep with me today."

Cheng Lang's eyes widened.

Changfeng looked at him, remembering what strange words he had said just now, and felt a little unspeakable irritability and a little bit of regret, but the words had already been said, Changfeng said again impatiently: "I am I said this because I was afraid that if you were not struck by lightning at night, you would burn yourself in fright, sleep or not, or roll if you don’t sleep."

In the next second, Cheng Lang jumped out of the bed with his pillow in his arms, his eyes almost glowing with heat: "Sleep!"

When thinking about the past, now he still feels warm in his heart, Chang Feng suddenly felt a little dazed, besides his heart, he felt that the corners of his eyes were also warm.

Suddenly, another bolt of lightning struck down, and at the moment when the room was suddenly illuminated, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the person under the quilt on the opposite side of the bed trembled unconsciously.

Just like many years ago, Chang Feng's words blurted out: "... If you are afraid, why don't we sleep together?"

After finishing speaking, Changfeng added another thoughtful sentence: "...There is nothing shameful in being afraid of thunder."

The air was silent for a long time.

No one spoke.

Various thoughts flashed in Changfeng's mind: Why didn't Cheng Lang speak?Is it a bit abrupt for me to say this?Maybe... Cheng Lang was embarrassed... After all, he was not euphemistic enough...

Then, when Changfeng retreated in his heart and even wanted to take back his words.The person on the opposite bed moved slightly, then opened the quilt and got into Changfeng's quilt.

Then, Changfeng heard Cheng Lang say:

"Changfeng, if you are afraid of thunder and want to sleep with me, just say so, don't beat around the bush."

Changfeng was stunned when he heard it.

"Thunder is not scary." Cheng Lang added, and the slight tremor in his voice became more obvious.

This time, Changfeng accurately captured Cheng Lang's voice tainted with laughter. In the silent night, the deep laughter was very seductive.

Chang Feng almost blushed: so!Cheng Lang really thought so!I am afraid of thunder! !Did you say that on purpose? ! !Cheng Lang's system has indeed been upgraded! !People are not afraid of thunder at all, but I suddenly said to people, "Sleep with me if you are afraid"... Really!How embarrassing! !

Forget it, embarrassment is embarrassment.

It feels good to sleep with Cheng Lang, although the current identities of the two of them restrict them to stay still even in bed, and wear conservative pajamas strictly.But Cheng Lang's body temperature is reassuring.

In fact, when Cheng Lang "sleeps" alone, he usually turns on the deep sleep mode, and his whole body is as cold as iron. However, when the environment is not closed enough, he will adjust his body temperature to The temperature is slightly lower than normal, but when sleeping with Changfeng, he will deliberately raise his body temperature, which is very comfortable like a stove.

This actually consumes a lot of power, but Cheng Lang always didn't care, and said in a gentle and stubborn tone: Then what should you do if you are cold.

Changfeng is afraid of the cold and heat, so that even if there is no thunder in the winter, the Changfeng will let Cheng Lang get into his quilt, and often even get into Cheng Lang's arms in the middle of the night, hugging him like an octopus .

Thinking about it now, Changfeng suddenly felt that when he asked Cheng Lang to come to sleep just now, Cheng Lang might just be adjusting the temperature during the time he was silent on the bed.

The corners of Changfeng's lips raised uncontrollably.

Uh...that's so sweet.

Changfeng slept with Cheng Lang in his arms for three years, so that after being separated from Cheng Lang, Changfeng became less and less resistant to cold. Every winter, no matter how high the temperature of the air conditioner was, the moment Changfeng got into the quilt, Changfeng was still cold. I feel cold hands and feet, and the quilt is also cold and cold.

Changfeng now feels the temperature radiating from Cheng Lang's body beside him, and he can't wait to hug him immediately.

But no.Changfeng didn't dare to pretend to sleep and hug him. Cheng Lang is a robot, and he knows his own heartbeat and breathing rate quite well, so he can't be fooled at all.

At six o'clock the next morning, without any alarm, Cheng Lang opened his eyes.He felt that his body was being tightly imprisoned, he looked down, Changfeng's cheek was pressed against his chest, and his arms were around his waist - quite an intimate posture.

Cheng Lang looked at Chang Feng quietly, he stretched out his finger, as if he wanted to poke his face, but stopped abruptly a second before touching it.An almost confused expression slowly appeared on his face, and then he gently removed Chang Feng's arm on his waist, and quietly got off the bed.

He changed his clothes, and then prepared to go out to buy breakfast and bring one to his colleague who was still in bed.

On the wall near the door, there is a porcelain plate decoration that was accidentally broken by the previous resident.The store hasn't had time to change it yet.

When Cheng Lang went out, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his fingertips accidentally wiped the porcelain plate.

The next second, a dark red drop of blood appeared on his index finger.

Cheng Lang frowned, dealt with it briefly, and covered it with a Band-Aid.

Cheng Lang was very picky when buying breakfast. It was still early, and some breakfasts were not finished yet. Cheng Lang went for a morning run first. After the morning run, he wiped a little sweat from his forehead and went to buy breakfast. I ordered a sandwich, sat in the shop and ate it, and packed one before leaving.

Cheng Lang was afraid that the children in the room would not want to eat sandwiches, so he bought him warm Chinese food.

There was an old lady selling mangoes next to them. The yellow and orange ones were very cute. Cheng Lang just glanced at them casually, and the old lady warmly invited him to taste them.

Cheng Lang politely declined.

He is allergic to mangoes.

He has only eaten mango twice in his life, once when he was five years old and nearly hospitalized, and once when he ate Changfeng's mango cake some time ago.

In fact, last time I only ate three or four pieces of mango pulp, and I went to the bathroom to vomit not long after eating, but I fell unconscious from the burn that day.

In fact, apart from being allergic to mangoes, Cheng Lang's body is very sensitive to many foods. Sometimes he would vomit, have diarrhea, and have a high fever just after eating unclean food outside.

Therefore, he seldom eats out, and even when he eats, he is very picky.He doesn't have much contact with all kinds of spicy and spicy things.

The conflict with Zhou Lin yesterday also came from this.