Little Bastard X Kidnapper

Xiang Rong ran upstairs, and after entering the password for the gate, he sat down on the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief. He grabbed a cushion, put it on his lap, pressed it, and found a posture that didn't look very strange, and rested his elbow on it. .

Bad, bad.

Xiang Rong felt that he was a perfect example of digging holes and jumping by himself.He pressed his fingertips to his forehead and sighed repeatedly, but the things under the cushion didn't get any better.

Fang Yue went upstairs and saw Xiang Rong sitting on the sofa, and the door was already opened, and she was a little confused for a while.

what's the situation?

Should I go?

Does leaving count as escape?Will the little bastard take the opportunity to make trouble?

Before Fang Yue came to a conclusion, Xiang Rong threw the answer directly in his face.

"You go home."

"Ah?" Fang Yue looked at Xiang Rong who was sitting on the sofa and looked away.

"You go home first. I have something to do later."

Seeing that the other party didn't even look at her, Fang Yue was angry and frustrated.All his life he has lived under the watchful eyes of others.Whether it's a girl or a boy, adoring or jealous.The way Xiang Rong looked at him in the studio just now made Fang Yue a little strange, but he didn't feel much malice, so he didn't feel disgusted.But now this kind of ignorance made him even more unacceptable.

Fang Yue stood there blankly for a while, when Xiang Rong realized that he hadn't left, he turned his head and looked over.

"what happened?"

Seeing him looking at her, Fang Yue naively felt that she had won a small victory, and took her bag: "It's nothing. I'm leaving!"

After turning around, Fang Yue secretly smiled, strode out of the door and closed the door behind her.

Hearing the muffled sound of the door light, Xiang Rong let out a long sigh of relief, relaxed and slumped on the sofa.He threw the cushion aside, looked down at the embarrassing bulge in his crotch, Xiang Rong scratched his head.

He is not a cold person, nor is he the type who is keen on "self-comfort", but the "accident" of this involuntary situation caught him off guard, and at the same time felt extremely humiliated.

Xiang Rong has always felt that he is a person with self-control, and the only thing that has ever lost control may be Fang Yue's longing.Although he really admired Fang Yue at first, after seeing Fang Yue's paintings, understanding his talent, and knowing his hard work, Xiang Rong's feelings for Fang Yue became complicated, and he gradually felt that he was not good enough for him.Therefore, admiration is suppressed because of lack of self-confidence, and it is replaced by the motivation and yearning to catch up.

But now, Xiang Rong felt that what he suppressed seemed to gradually wake up.

He looked up at the empty roof, then shook his head, closed his eyes, and slipped his right hand into his trousers.

"Well... Senior..."

Xiang Rong's weak panting echoed in the huge living room.

Fang Yue was "released early" and walked home cheerfully, but his cheerful mood gradually cooled down as he walked.Sitting on the subway home, Fang Yue leaned against the car door and looked at the flashing billboards, feeling inexplicably empty.

It seems that he has rarely come home like this in recent months.

There are a lot of people on the subway, and there is not a single seat before the rush hour.

Fang Yue got tired of looking at the billboards and turned to look at the strange passengers.Most of the people are looking down at their mobile phones, some send WeChat messages, some play games, some watch TV series.If it had been before, Fang Yue would definitely browse posts on the most authoritative skin care and body beauty website to see what the latest skin care products are, what are the effective exercise methods, and what are the health-preserving eating habits.But now he didn't care to watch.

Fang Yue felt a little lonely.

alone?

Fang Yue was startled when the word came out of his mind.

Why do you feel lonely?

Hasn't it always been like this before?

Fang Yue became nervous again after realizing her mood.

In retrospect, I haven't been with another person for such a long time in a long time.I didn't get along well with the classmates in the dormitory before, and I didn't have many friends. Song Song, who was closest to me, didn't eat and work together like this every day.Although Fang Yue knows that the relationship between the two is very strange, they can chat about their favorite painting topics without being friends, commute and eat together without being lovers, and one is suppressing the other without being enemies.Although the relationship was tangled, Fang Yue never found it annoying, and now he suddenly broke the recent habit, he was really not used to it.

Fang Yue sighed, took out her mobile phone and clicked on her favorite website in favorites.I haven't read the website carefully for a long time, and there are many updated posts.He randomly clicked on a post with a lot of comments and read it, and he stopped after reading halfway.Fang Yue had no choice but to pack her mobile phone and set foot on the familiar way home.Although it is a familiar road, he hasn't returned home before the sun sets for a long time. After summer, it gets darker and later. Every time he leaves Xiang Rong's house, it is eight or nine o'clock. For Fang Yue who is somewhat night blind The scenery on the side of the road is just an outline, and if the passing car turns on the high beam, he will not be able to see clearly.But now the sunset is still brilliant, everything around is very clear, and when he walked into the community, he saw familiar children playing in the garden of the hut.

"Beautiful brother!!" The child didn't know what Fang Yue's name was, so he gave him a nickname.But Fang Yue likes this nickname very much, and thinks this child has excellent aesthetics.

"Hello, Yangyang~ Come out to play? Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat!" Yangyang Fangyue beckoned him closer.Fang Yue looked at Yang Yang's grandma sitting in the distance, then squatted down with a smile.Yang Yang lay beside his ear and whispered, "Beautiful brother's boyfriend is waiting for you~"

"Huh?" Fang Yue was confused.

Where did my boyfriend come from?If you are handsome...you can accept it if you force it to me~

The child ran away after speaking, Fang Yue looked up and found that another child had also come to play, Yang Yang hurried back to occupy the small swing that he had been playing with just now.

Fang Yue didn't take it too seriously and continued walking home, taking out the keys from her bag as she walked. There was a walkie-talkie next to the anti-theft door at the entrance of the apartment building.It stands to reason that you should enter the password or have the key in the owner's hand to enter, but recently the access control system has broken down, and the posted door is not completely closed, so anyone who wants to can come in.The people in this building have already reported it, but this is a relatively old complex, and the property efficiency is not high, so there is no sign of repair in the past two weeks.

Fang Yue's family lived on the fifth floor, and he walked up the stairs as usual.It's not because the building doesn't have an elevator.Although the community is a little old, it is still a [-]-story building, and it is impossible without an elevator.Fang Yue started climbing stairs purely for exercise, and she got used to it after a long time.If it weren't for the fact that the company's floors were too high and climbing up to sweat would affect the image, Fang Yue would have no problem climbing the stairs to work every day.

At this moment, he arrived at the floor where he was sitting without breathing heavily.

Pushing open the door in the stairwell, you can see the anti-theft door of your own house, but the door of the house is a bit different from usual.

"Different" saw the owner come back, waved his hand and said, "Honey, where have you been wandering? Are you coming home so late? I'm going to be kidnapped."

Fang Yue looked up and saw Song Song who was sitting in front of her house smoking a cigarette, grinning at her, and stubbed out the cigarette when he came back.There are two plastic bags and a large backpack beside him, Fang Yue can understand it at a glance.This is Song Song's standard configuration for "going to" himself.