Every time I travel through, I'm mentally retarded

Ling An took Shen Qianfan back home, but Shen's father hadn't come back yet.

Shen Qianfan sat on the sofa, put his hands on his knees obediently, and looked at Ling An who was sitting on the opposite chair.

Ling An found something from his pocket, it looked like a bracelet, walked to Shen Qianfan's side, and sat down.

The sofa is a bit small, only two people can squeeze together.

Ling An picked up Shen Qianfan and put it on his lap. He took Shen Qianfan's hand and put the bracelet on Shen Qianfan's wrist bit by bit.

Shen Qianfan looked up at Ling An, a little puzzled.

"Oh, what am I expecting you to know? It's fine now." Ling An kissed Shen Qianfan's face.

Shen Qianfan's body was a little stiff, when his cheek touched Ling An's lips.

He had imagined before that this relationship would either flow slowly and slowly, or Ling An would treat himself as a child at all and would not happen.But the only thing he didn't expect was that this relationship would come so quickly, which caught him off guard.

He leaned his head on Ling An's shoulder, closed his eyes gently, as if he was thinking about something.

As for Ling An, when he didn't understand his feelings, he could bully him, pinch his face, spank his ass, but after understanding, he just wanted to kiss him, and then take good care of him, and wait Watch him grow up.

Ling An grinned, fortunately he will never grow old, so even if Xiao Zhu grows up, he will still be so young and good-looking, so he won't despise himself.

……

Before he knew it, the day when Ling An became an ordinary person was almost a month away.

Ling An wanted to use this month to fill up Xiao Zhu's heart, but the result was just the opposite, Shen Qianfan filled his heart so much that he couldn't hold anything.

The last day of the month that the mysterious person said finally came, Ling An lay on the bed, put his arms around Shen Qianfan, and kissed his neck with the corner of his mouth, bit by bit, time after time, with indescribable tenderness.

Although Shen Qianfan didn't know what happened, he also sensed that something was wrong with Ling An tonight.

He turned over and faced Ling An, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed his face tightly to his heart.

Ling An was amused by this fool's way of comforting him, and his troubled mood was swept away.

He pulled up the quilt suddenly and covered their heads.

"Little stupid, I may not have so much time to accompany you starting tomorrow, but I will try my best to come and sleep with you."

Shen Qianfan couldn't see Ling An's expression, but he knew that he must be unhappy.

Like a puppy, he squeezed his head towards Ling An.

Ling An was itchy from being scratched by his hair, one hand pinched Shen Qianfan's neck, and his face was forced away from Ling An's chest.

Ling An laughed, and lifted the quilt. In an instant, both of them could breathe. The moonlight from outside the window shone in and sprinkled on the quilt. Shen Qianfan's lips could be seen vaguely in Ling An.

He was suddenly a little nervous, and slowly moved his head closer, and put one hand on Shen Qianfan's chin. The next moment, Shen Qianfan felt a soft touch from his mouth.

Ling An kissed, but seeing this fool, he didn't know how to close his eyes, but only knew to look at himself, feeling angry and funny: "Close your eyes, open your mouth!"

Shen Qianfan opened his mouth obediently, and Ling An covered the quilt again with his hand.

A few minutes later, the quilt was lifted again, and both of them were panting.

"Okay, go to sleep." Ling An said reassuringly, "When you grow up, you can charge a little interest now."

Shen Qianfan: "..."

The way of kissing was so familiar that he even felt that he had been kissing the same person all along.

Shen Qianfan had to wonder if Ling An was the person he was looking for?

That night, Shen Qianfan had a dream.

Dreaming of a place full of nothingness, he saw a coffin.

Shen Qianfan leaned over and saw the person lying in the coffin.

He actually pronounced the name in his heart, Qing Nie.

He knew this person was Qing Nie.

He did call Qing Nie!

But the person inside the coffin didn't answer him, just lay here quietly.

A great sadness swept from the bottom of his heart, he touched his face with his hands, he thought there would be tears, but there was nothing on his face.

……

When Shen Qianfan woke up, there was no one beside the bed, and Ling An had already left. Although she had guessed it, she was still a little disappointed.

On days without Ling'an, Shen Qianfan ate his meal obediently, then Shen's father sent him to school, and he walked to the door of the classroom by himself, and then to his seat.

Everything is so boring.

Shen Qianfan never thought of pretending to be mentally handicapped in front of outsiders, but he also wouldn't deliberately show off his normal IQ, so he didn't care much about people.

Of course, no one paid attention to him, except for one person, Luo Changan.

On this day, after the teacher finished explaining some theories, he was going to ask someone to practice on stage, and he immediately took a fancy to Luo Changan, who was doing nothing.

"Student Luo Changan, please come up to the stage to give a demonstration to the students, do you think it will work?" Although he was asking for Luo Changan's opinion, his tone was unquestionable, and his eyes were fixed on Luo Changan, as if he was on guard What is he doing.

Luo Changan pretended to be deep in thought, and everyone looked at him. He looked at the people on the stage, seeming to be embarrassed, and then shook his head: "No way. Teacher, why don't you ask my deskmate to demonstrate for everyone? He can play very well. good."

The teacher took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, she looked at Shen Qianfan, and laughed: "If that's the case, then classmate Shen will go on stage and demonstrate for everyone."

Shen Qianfan lay down on the gun for no reason, stood up from the chair, and walked to the piano next to the podium.

Sitting there, it was obviously cold winter, and his clothes did look a little thin.

Shen Qianfan had thought about playing something before, but when he actually came up, he picked a piece of medium difficulty.

The teacher watched his fingers press the first key, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, isn't there something wrong with this kid?

On the contrary, Luo Changan was below, with a "expected" expression on his face.

He took out an investigation report from the drawer, a thick stack, which recorded Shen's father, Shen Qianfan, and... Ling An's affairs.

Sure enough, he guessed right, Shen Qianfan turned out to be that woman's own son.

He got the investigation report as early as half a month ago, read it several times, but observed Shen Qianfan quietly.

Luo Chang'an came to a conclusion. According to the investigation, Shen Qianfan is a mentally handicapped fool, and that woman left him precisely because of this, but he is almost certain that this person is not.

In other words, he has been pretending.

Thinking of this, Luo Chang'an's eyes flashed a trace of treachery belonging to teenagers, it was not scheming, but just a hint of revenge from a teenager.

He put the things back into the drawer and looked at the person who was playing the piano.

Well, growing up so well, it seems that there is a father who has always loved him, right?

However, if he lived in a family without any love, would he still be so obedient?

Luo Changan expressed that he was looking forward to it.

When the song was over, those who sat down applauded one after another.

Shen Qianfan returned to his seat, and when passing by Luo Changan, Luo Changan suddenly clapped his hands, but looked at him with a look of good intentions.

……

When Luo Changan was over from school, he greeted Shen Qianfan for the first time.

"See you tomorrow, tablemate."

Shen Qianfan nodded slightly, walked out of the school gate, and went home with Father Shen.

Instead, Luo Changan sat in the car and told the driver: "Follow, don't let them find out."

The driver did as he did, and followed from a distance until Father Shen's BMX turned into a small alley, and the car couldn't get in, so he had to give up.

"Master, the car can't go in."

"It's okay, let's go back, just in time, I need a good 'auntie' to give me a present!"

The car turned around and headed for the main road.

From another alley, Ling An came out from the shadows.

He was wearing a black suit, and when he saw a car in the distance, he memorized the license plate number and took it to heart.

Immediately, with a smile on his face again, he walked into another alley.

I haven't seen Xiaozhu for almost a week, and I haven't had a good rest.

Shen's father is already familiar with Ling An, and he gradually regards him as a family member in his heart.

Ling An and Shen Qianfan slept in the same bed after eating and bathing together.

He hugged Shen Qianfan tightly, leaning his chin on his shoulder.

"Did little fool miss me?" Ling An asked eagerly.

Shen Qianfan blinked and looked at him, Ling An knew that Xiaozhu didn't understand what he was asking at all, and he didn't expect him to be able to answer, but he felt that if he didn't ask, he wouldn't get a response from the bottom of his heart.

He vaguely felt that it shouldn't be like this.

But this time Shen Qianfan looked at him and nodded: "Yes."

Hearing that he suddenly answered his own words, Ling An couldn't believe it.

These days, he has been searching to see if he can help Xiaozhu find a suitable heart for transplantation.

As for Xiaozhu's IQ, Ling An touched Shen Qianfan's head with his hand, if he had an IQ, he might think independently, no, no, he wanted him to rely on himself forever.

If it is said that there is only one person in his heart forever, the price is to make Xiaozhu stay stupid.Ling An felt that it was not impossible.He can stay with him all the time, being stupid is nothing at all.

"I miss you too." Ling An murmured, "But I did one thing these days..."

Ling An wanted to say something, but after glancing at Shen Qianfan, he had already fallen asleep.

He pulled up the quilt, covered him, and kissed his eyes lightly, as if the wings of a butterfly were gently flapping him.

He sent a soul, full of sin, named Zhou Yun, who died of old age in a nursing home.

When he went to pick him up by himself, he cried uncontrollably, yelling madly, I'm sorry... Teacher Shen, Shen Qianfan's...

It was because of this name that Ling An paid more attention and remembered that this guy was reincarnated as a spider.