The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

After Yang Yifan packed his luggage, he looked around the room and found that there was a door in one corner, which Yang Yifan guessed should be the associated study.

He opened the door and saw that it was indeed a study room, and it was quite big.The orientation of the guest room is the same as the one I live in, and the sea can be seen from the window.

The desk is also next to the window, with some English books on it, and the entire wall opposite is turned into a bookshelf, full of books.

It's just that there is a small door beside the bookshelf. Could it be that there are other rooms connected to the study room?

Yang Yifan walked over curiously.It's just that before I opened the door to see what happened, I vaguely heard the voice of talking from over there.

It was Fang Chen's voice, calm and frightening: "...Linna, for the sake of Teacher Owen, I will not pursue what you said to Yang Yifan, but if you If you offend my friends again, I will kick you out of the island immediately. Also, put away your thoughts and don't spend useless efforts on me, you may not know that I am gay."

"You are?" Linna's voice became restless: "Impossible! How could you!"

Her voice was a little trembling: "You used to...... clearly only accepted me, and clearly said that you would only feel safe with me, why did you reject me like this in less than two months, and you lied Said he was gay."

"Linna, I didn't lie to you. I am also very grateful for your company during the years when I was sick. This is why I am willing to treat you as a friend, but friendship cannot withstand such consumption. You know my character I have seen what happened to those who offended me, I hope you will take care of yourself."

Lin Na's voice gradually choked up: "Chen, let me ask you one last question, have you really, really never liked me?"

Fang Chen's voice was firm: "No!"

Yichen's words sounded in Yang Yifan's mind again: "...I don't love you."

The door was opened, and Fang Chen saw Yang Yifan standing at the door, stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You heard everything."

Yang Yifan: "I didn't eavesdrop on purpose."

Fang Chen smiled: "You heard the best, so I don't need to explain." But he still emphasized: "I really never liked her."

Seeing that Yang Yifan remained silent, he asked tentatively, "Then, shall I send someone to send her away?"

Yang Yifan sneered, "I'm not that stingy."

Youchi questioned, "You said you were sick? What kind of sickness?"

"When I was about 3 years old, the doctor diagnosed me as an autistic child. Because I was too repulsed to interact with people, my grandfather sent me to live on this island."

"The psychiatrist who treated me at the time was Mr. Owen, who was also Lina's uncle. Owen brought Lina with me for almost four years. During those four years, other than my grandfather and parents, I had contact with others. It's Teacher Owen and Linna."

"Owen felt that I was about the same age as Linna and would be helpful for my treatment, so he put Linna by my side. I really only wanted to talk to her in those years.

Then my mother always thought that Lina was the key to curing my autism, and she always had gratitude and preference for her, that's all. "

"So, are you well now?"

"What do you think?"

Yang Yifan:  …

Autism has become neurotic.

Fang Chen smiled lowly, took Yang Yifan back to the room, and told him: "I lived in this room when I was a child. At that time, my mother designed two bedrooms like this for the convenience of taking care of me at night."

"So don't worry, the bed, sofa, table, bathroom and other things in this room have not been used by anyone except me, and they are very clean."

After being told by Fang Chen, Yang Yifan's sense of loss after entering this room immediately dissipated, and he felt warm when he looked at the room with light blue eyes.

Fang Chen began to play tricks again: "Fanfan, don't be angry, I promise you won't kiss so hard next time, you've left me cold for a long time, I'm so sad."

Yang Yifan:  …

I'm angry because you, Fang Yichen, are too cruel!

Fang Chen was pitiful again: "Fanfan, look at me, I didn't fall asleep all night last night, and now I have dark circles under my eyes."

Yang Yifan's eyes were already so swollen when he got up early, he took off his sunglasses and saw that Fang Chen's eyelids really looked tired.

"You really can't sleep alone?"

"real."

Yang Yifan was speechless: "With your illness, you can't have to sleep with someone for the rest of your life, can you?"

Fang Chen's eyes flickered: "Are you willing? Will you sleep with me forever?"

Yang Yifan felt suffocated in his heart, avoiding his scorching gaze, and said, "...we'll talk about it after the deadline."

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The beach party has begun.

The sea in the evening was dyed red by the setting sun, several tents were set up on the beach, tables and barbecue grills filled with various food and drinks were placed, cheerful music and the sound of waves wafted together.

Yang Yifan and his boys were wearing printed shirts and beach pants.

Linna also changed into a T-shirt and a half-length skirt. She has a tight figure and is walking on the beach in a charming manner.It's a pity that three of the four boys are gay, and only Xiao Fei praised her for her good figure.

Xiaofei was wearing a loose white shirt and denim shorts, still in a free and easy style. She talked and laughed beside Linna.

Wang Zihao put some ice cubes in the glass, poured in a small amount of whiskey, mixed it with half a glass of carbonated water and a few drops of lemon juice, mixed it up, and brought it to Xiaofei and Linna, pretending to be a gentleman: "Two ladies, please use .”

Xiaofei was more obedient. After taking two sips, she carefully asked Pete, "Can I drink?"

Pete held a freshly baked hot dog in one hand and dark beer in the other. He was already slightly drunk, but he pretended: "No more than one cup."

Wang Zihao snorted: "Look at your boss, he has already mixed no less than ten cocktails."

Fang Chen and Yang Yifan sat at the camping table, with a dozen glasses beside them, filled with cocktails of various colors.

Fang Chen gave Yang Yifan a light orange wine glass: "Try this again?"

Yang Yifan took it and took a sip: "It's not bad."

Fang Chen was not discouraged and chose another bottle of mango wine and milk. After mixing half a glass of orange mango wine with milk, it turned into a pure and soft milky yellow color. Stir it evenly with a glass rod and hand it to Yang Yifan again: "Try it?"

The sweet mango flavor and the milk fragrance spread in the mouth, and Yang Yifan's eyes lit up: "It's not bad."

Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really hard to serve."

Yang Yifan scoffed at him: "You asked for it."

feather.

creek.

alone.

Family.

It turned out that Yang Yifan wanted to drink dark beer, but Fang Chen stopped him and only allowed him to drink fruit wine with an alcohol content of less than 5%.

Yang Yifan was speechless: "You can just let me drink juice."

Fang Chen assured him that he would definitely be able to make him a cocktail that was [-] times better than dark beer with fruit wine, so this scene happened.

But in Wang Zihao's eyes, it was a picture of Fang Chen coaxing Yang Yifan to drink, and the two of them got drunk.

Xiaofei didn't understand what he meant, and thought that Fang Chen was simply trying to get Yang Yifan drunk, "Fang Chen can't do this, don't get Brother Xiaofan drunk."

Lin Na was willing to play with Xiao Fei, mainly because she wanted to get some words out of her about Fang Chen in City S, but it turned out that she went to see Yang Yifan from time to time. She probably guessed Xiao Fei's thoughts and pretended to be joking. Asked the same: "Do you like Yang Yifan?"

Xiao Fei blushed a little, lowered her head and sipped her wine to cover it up: "...We grew up together and have a good relationship, so it can be considered..."

Wang Zihao was taken aback, and interrupted him with a chuckle: "Give up, you have no chance."

With a blushing face, Xiaofei hurriedly asked, "You, how do you know? Does Brother Xiaofan have a girlfriend at school?"

No, he has a boyfriend.

Wang Zihao persuaded her: "No, but I know he doesn't like you."

Then Wang Zihao was suddenly pulled aside by Xia Yu, and asked him in a low voice, "How do you know that Xiao Fei has no chance? What do you know?"

Wang Zihao was stunned again, all men and women like Yang Yifan?

"Is it Yang Yifan and Fang Chen..." Xia Yu bit her lower lip, her chest heaved and she didn't ask any more.

Wang Zihao smiled helplessly, and patted him on the shoulder: "Listen to my buddies' persuasion, don't think about those things, so that you can continue to be friends with Brother Fan."

As night fell, the sea breeze blowing on my body became colder. Patry moved from the beach to the castle.Fang Chen and Pete seemed to be busy with something, so they went to the studio.

Yang Yifan and the others were in the entertainment hall on the second floor, singing and dancing, laughing and playing.Everyone drank some wine and became excited. Even Xia Yu picked up the microphone and sang along.

Xiao Fei laughed at him: "Xia Yu has been there for so many years, the only thing that hasn't changed is the singing that is out of tune."

Xia Yu reported Xiaofei's scandal: "I also heard from Brother Fan that when a certain little girl was performing on stage in the kindergarten, she cried nervously and rolled her pants."

Xiao Fei got annoyed and hugged the sofa cushions and ran after him to beat him, but Xia Yu avoided him happily.There was a cabinet in the corner with a gray porcelain bottle on it. When Xia Yu ran to the cabinet, Xiao Fei caught up with him, and the two smashed into a ball.

With a "pop", the porcelain bottle on the cabinet fell to the ground when the two were arguing, and a gap was broken.

Several people were startled, and immediately fell silent.

The bottle looks very simple, even rough, but Fang Chen's family's things, such a random porcelain bottle should be a sky-high price.

When Xiao Fei and Xia Yu were at a loss, Lin Na saw the bottle clearly, and her expression suddenly became serious.

Uncle Luo, who brought them fruit, also came in at this time, and his expression changed drastically when he saw the broken porcelain vase on the ground.

He exclaimed: "Oh, my God! Why this bottle?!"

Yang Yifan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with this bottle?"

Lin Na spoke first, with a heavy tone: "This is a ceramic bottle that Chen made with his grandfather when he was 5 years old, but a month later, his grandfather passed away. After that, for a long time, Chen held it all day long. It doesn’t let go, whether it’s eating or sleeping. It’s useless to ask a psychiatrist to do a lot of counseling for him.”

Speaking of this, Yang Yifan and the others had already changed their expressions drastically.

Uncle Luo squatted down to pick up the porcelain vase and the broken piece, and said helplessly: "Mr. When Chen found out, he screamed loudly and snatched the porcelain bottle back, and then grabbed the boy and beat him crazily, and when the adults pulled him away, the boy was beaten unconscious."

Lin Na paused: "Then, Fang Chen's illness got worse."

Wang Zihao: "He...what's wrong with him?"

Lena: "...autism."

Yang Yifan said suddenly: "Just say that I broke the bottle." Then he turned and left: "I'll go to him to explain."