The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

Fang Chen’s home is near Yingyuan College. This is a villa area that has only been developed in recent years. Because it is in the suburbs, the surrounding environment is very quiet. Each household occupies a large area and is far apart. There are surveillance cameras everywhere behind the villa area, privacy Sexual security is high.

Fang Chen's house is a three-story villa, the first floor is the gymnasium after the living room and dining room, and the outdoor swimming pool is outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the gym.The second and third floors are the master bedroom, guest study and servant room.

Although it was already ten o'clock in the evening when we got home, the people in the villa were still waiting at the door to greet Yang Yifan, welcoming him warmly and friendly.

Yang Yifan took a look, they were probably housekeepers, cooks, maids and bodyguards, apparently Fang Chen's parents were not here.

Such a big villa, with so many servants, is actually for Fang Chen alone!

Pete patiently led Yang Yifan to familiarize himself with each room in the villa, and chattered non-stop. Finally, he led him to Fang Chen's room and said:

"We all welcome the arrival of little angel Yang Yifan. If you have any needs or dissatisfaction, please let me know. I will try my best to satisfy you."

After returning to the room, Yang Yifan looked at the two double beds arranged like a standard room in a hotel, and a brand new set of towels, bath towels, slippers and other daily necessities, and scoffed at him: "The preparations are so complete. Must have."

Fang Chen smiled and said nothing, but Yang Yifan was awkward, even if he didn't agree today, with the strength of Fang Chen's family, he would quickly find someone else to sleep with him.

"If you mind sharing the same wardrobe, desk, and bathroom with me, the next room is also yours. It's the same as the school dormitory, you only need to sleep in this room at night."

"That's the best!" Yang Yifan replied without thinking.I took my backpack and went to the next door, took a shower and washed in it, and after I changed into my pajamas, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

He stood on the window sill and looked at the huge lawn and small garden outside the villa under the night and lights, the strange environment, the strange room, the surroundings were full of strangers except Fang Chen, Yang Yifan suddenly had a feeling that he was trying to sleep for glory .

After a while of depression, I persuaded myself, forget it, it's only three months!

When he returned to Fang Chen's room, Fang Chen was still sitting in front of the computer and knocking, wearing loose pajamas, with a slightly sleepy face, looking at Yang Yifan: "Are you sleeping?"

Yang Yifan rolled his eyes in his heart: "Don't keep asking questions like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Fang Chen was about to take off his pajama top, and he cursed speechlessly: "Don't take it off, I don't want to see it!"

He didn't want to talk to the psycho again: "Which one is my bed?"

Fang Chen put on his clothes again with a smile: "Any one is fine, all of them are new, you choose."

Yang Yifan chose the one closest to the door: "The new one?"

Fang Chen then went to the other bed: "Yes, including this house, which was also bought yesterday and was furnished today."

"Study here for you?"

"That's it."

"Your parents are really willing to give up on you!"

Fang Chen smiled and said nothing.

The temperature and humidity of the room are in the best condition. The bed is very comfortable, and the bedding is soft and warm. After a busy day, Yang Yifan quickly fell asleep.

It wasn't long before there was a sudden thunder outside, followed by heavy rain.A streak of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the night for an instant, followed by rumbling thunder.

Yang Yifan woke up suddenly, sat up and trembled all over, a sound of thunder struck every nerve, a strong sense of fear hit him, he sat up shivering and shrank into a ball, tightly covering his ears with his hands, and buried his head in his hands between the knees.

After a while, he remembered that he was at Fang Chen's house now, and when he turned his head, he saw Fang Chen not far away. He was sleeping peacefully and quietly, and the fear in his heart was slightly weakened.

Soon, several bolts of lightning struck again, and through the gap in the curtains, one could see a sudden flash of light outside. Yang Yifan let out an uncontrollable "Ah" and shrank his body again. Biting the quilt, she stopped screaming, but this time even her teeth were chattering.

Yang Yifan was born full of fear of thunderstorms, and when he encountered such weather when he was a child, he was comforted by his mother in his arms.

After growing up, he saw that he was not getting better, so his mother took him to see a psychiatrist and treated him for several years. When Yang Yifan was 13 years old, he lied to his mother that he was no longer afraid of thunder, and then the treatment stopped.

Because he found that his fear of thunderstorms seemed to be carved into his bones, and he couldn't overcome it no matter what. The doctor's psychological counseling was useless to him.

In the following years, as long as he encountered this kind of weather, he would hide alone and silently endure the fear of impending death and being abandoned by the whole world. Every time it was like a catastrophe.

He kept shaking his body, biting the quilt so tightly that his teeth chattered and rattled, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and he kept praying in his heart that the thunderstorm would pass quickly.

Fang Chen woke up, and then stared in astonishment at the shrinking and trembling figure not far away, he raised his hand to turn on the bedside lamp, and the soft light illuminated the whole room.

Yang Yifan looked up at him with his head buried in his knees, his face was frightened, pale, and helpless... overlapping with the figure of the child in Fang Chen's dream.

He whispered: "Fanfan..."

Without thinking about the brain, but the instinct of the body called out the name.

After a few seconds, Fang Chen finally realized that this was reality and not a dream. He quickly got out of bed, walked to sit beside Yang Yifan, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

There was another thunder.

Yang Yifan, who was about to answer, trembled violently, and screamed "Ah", Fang Chen hugged him into his arms without thinking.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid..." Fang Chen softly coaxed him, wrapped his arms around Yang Yifan's back, and patted him comfortingly.

Fang Chen's voice was hoarse just after waking up, and it sounded very comfortable. The body holding Yang Yifan tightly was very warm, which relieved his extremely tense nerves little by little, and the sense of fear in his body gradually subsided.

There was still lightning and thunder outside, but Yang Yifan was not so afraid now, and his panting breathing became calmer.

The brain after the extreme fear was still unable to think normally, and he didn't even realize that he was being hugged by someone, but he just felt very relieved and comfortable.

Fang Chen still hugged him to comfort him, and even tried to sing a few lullabies. It took a long time for Yang Yifan to say: "I'm fine, stop singing."

After Fang Chen let go of him, he kept staring at his face.

"Have you ever seen someone who is afraid of thunder, don't look at it." Yang Yifan threatened him without any momentum: "Don't tell others..."

Fang Chen smiled: "Okay. Do you want to change clothes?"

Yang Yifan broke out in a cold sweat, and the back of his clothes was wet: "I only brought a set of pajamas."

"Wear mine."

"do not want!"

"Then, I'll pour you a cup of hot water to keep you warm."

Fang Chen got up and was about to leave, but Yang Yifan instinctively tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Don't..."

The voice was quick and tense, although there was no more thunder, but it was still raining heavily, Yang Yifan knew that he was already embarrassing, and he didn't want to hide the remaining fear in his heart.

He lowered his head, purposely not looking at Fang Chen, and whispered: "First, don't go..."

"it is good."

Five minutes later, Yang Yifan put on Fang Chen's cotton home clothes, white T and black trousers.

The texture is soft, loose and warm, and the smell it emits is the same as that of Fang Chen who was holding him just now, making him completely stable.

After experiencing a fear, Yang Yifan lost his strength and lay down again after a while, but Fang Chen didn't leave, staring at him, patting him lightly from time to time to comfort him.

Yang Yifan struggled for a while, and found that he couldn't refuse these tenderness at all, and couldn't help but want to rely on him.

I fell asleep without knowing it.

the next morning.

Yang Yifan vaguely felt that he was hugging something very warm and comfortable, and couldn't help but hugged him even tighter.A few seconds later, she opened her eyes silently, and when she realized that she was hugging Fang Chen's arm, she let go of it like an electric shock.

Fuck me! !

Yang Yifan kicked people when he got up: "Who told you to sleep on my bed! Get out!"

The person who was sleeping soundly woke up with a frown. After rubbing his eyes to see the reality, he said in a faint voice, "I'll throw it away after sleeping. It's too much, scumbag..."

Yang Yifan let out a cry: "Who slept with you? Open your eyes and make sure this is my bed!"

Fang Chen sat up, looked at Yang Yifan who was furious and raised his eyebrows and said: "It was obvious that you held me back last night and refused to let me go. I had no choice but to sleep here. Now you are playing tricks again. It's really difficult."

"I...Impossible..." Yang Yifan's momentum became weaker and weaker, and his voice became smaller and smaller. When he woke up, he was indeed holding Fang Chen's arm, and he was still holding Fang Chen's arm tightly. tight.

Fang Chen snorted: "If I knew it earlier, I would have taken a picture with my mobile phone, so that you can see the way you hold my arm and say, don't go, don't go."

Yang Yifan's face turned pale, and he said coldly: "You forget about this! There is also what happened last night, don't tell anyone!"

Fang Chen sat up halfway, propped his face with one hand, and looked at him: "You slept with me, you have to be responsible."

"Where is this sleeping with you?!" Yang Yifan was speechless, he felt that he couldn't explain the truth to this mentally ill person, and resigned himself to his fate, "What else do you want?"

"You slept with me last night, and I'm going to sleep with you tonight."

Yang Yifan once suspected that he had heard it wrong, and after being shocked for a while, he said: "Can you show some face, what does it look like when two big men are squeezed into one bed?"

"It's like this now." Fang Chen pointed at Yang Yifan, and then at himself: "Or I'll tell others that Yang Yifan slept with someone, and turn around and deny it the next day."

Yang Yifan: "Aren't you a pervert!"

Fang Chen: "Anyway, I'm not the one holding someone's arm and preventing them from leaving."

Yang Yifan was choked and speechless, Fang Chen patiently comforted himself in the middle of the night and felt a little gratitude to him, but now there is nothing left, only speechlessness and anger: "Okay, as long as you are not afraid that I will kick you to death in a dream in the middle of the night!"