When he gets along with Fang Hua, he will always be stupid by him, and sometimes he will feel that he is wise and stupid, that is, he is so calm that he is always unmoved regardless of the other party's thousands of troops.

Sometimes it feels like a blank sheet of paper, on which you can write and draw at will.

After eating a meal, he was very entangled, and he began to understand Fang Hua.

Usually he wasn't so excited, probably because after the two of them quarreled, there was always a feeling that they would never see each other again, so Fang Rong easily forgave him, Fang Hua lost and recovered, cherishing it even more than him, for fear that he would run away again.

pestered him to watch TV, play chess, and didn't let him go at night, and made sure he slept together.

Fang Rong will be uncomfortable sleeping here, after all, with so many monitors, he always feels that he is under the noses of others, so he is not very willing.

Fang Hua seemed to have long been accustomed to being watched, and he didn't feel it at all, and even naturally lay on the bed, holding his hand and shaking it.

One after another, like a child shopping and holding an adult's hand and being coquettish.

Fang Rong couldn't resist him from making such an age-inappropriate move, and couldn't help but compromise.

But he didn't even take off his clothes, and the lights were too bright for him to sleep.

Fang Hua still lay on him according to the convention, just like before, in fact, the relationship between the two was very good before, Fang Rong looked at him like a father to his son, and there was a feeling that his wife suddenly had a son before he had.

Although he has never been a father, he is careful, takes care of Fang Hua well, and never let him suffer too much grievance.

Of course, when he was a child, because he was in the form of a beast, he always regarded him as a pet, and that feeling was quite wonderful, as if he suddenly had a concern, and then Fang Hua became more and more like a human being, and he regarded him as a son.

Later, he grew into a teenager in just three years and could no longer be a son, so Fang Rong regarded him as a younger brother again.

The identity can be described as jumping fast, from pet to son, to younger brother, it only took three years.

Fang Hua separated his chin from his chest, lazily and half-squinted, he liked to be close to Fang Rong, even if he didn't do anything, just lying on his stomach and smelling the faint fragrance of shower gel made him feel satisfied, like a well-fed lion, dozing off.

In fact, even the relationship between brothers is not so close, but the relationship between the two is special, Fang Rong refused at first, but there is no way, he let Fang Hua when he was a child get used to it, and now he is not allowed to lie on his stomach on the surface of the bed honestly, and when Fang Rong falls asleep and lies back, he will not change his teaching.

At that time, Fang Rong had a heart disease, and every day he had chest tightness and nightmares, all of which were pressed out by him, and he expressed it in this way when he was not feeling well, after all, Fang Hua was also a young man, and his weight was not light.

Fang Rong also said that he was strict, but Fang Hua didn't take it seriously, he couldn't sleep if he didn't lie down the next day, Fang Rong's heart was soft, he compromised when he looked at it with a cautious look, and discussed letting him lie down enough during the day, and don't lie down at night, sleeping is always a nightmare.

And he found that Fang Hua had a quirk, as soon as the light was turned off, he was very energetic, a pair of eyes looked at him without blinking, he could stare at him for a long time, and as soon as the light was turned on, he regained his lazy temperament, half-squinting, as if he was asleep.

"Fate is so wonderful, I thought I would never see you again." Fang Rong put his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling, "I didn't expect us to meet again." ”

He reached out and rubbed Fang Hua's head, because without that silver hair, this action looked a little ambiguous.

Fang Hua put his body forward and lay on his stomach, so that he could touch it more easily, and by the way, he changed his position and continued to lie on his stomach, he was lying on his stomach very unfortunately, just at Fang Rong's heart, there was a bang, and he couldn't sleep.

He looked at Fang Rong suspiciously, and then looked at the place of his heart, and looked at Fang Rong with pure and simple eyes.

"Don't look around." He covered Fang Hua's eyes with his hand, Fang Hua's long eyelashes swept over his palm, it felt like an electric shock, itchy.

"Sleep, sleep." I don't know why Fang Rong was a little weak, he turned over, pushed Fang Hua aside, and then stuffed himself in the quilt.

Fang Hua found a place to nest by himself, quietly listening to the sound of his breathing, and when it was almost smooth, he got into the quilt and continued to press on him.

There was no doubt that Fang Rong had a nightmare again, in the dream it always felt like a ghost pressing the bed, even if he guessed that the eighth layer was Fang Hua pressing on him again, he couldn't help but be afraid, the ghost pressing the bed was too terrifying.

Although he was still in a dream, his body instinctively felt uncomfortable, Fang Hua felt it, he basically didn't sleep for twenty-four hours, and it seemed that twenty hours out of twenty-four hours he was closing his eyes and recuperating, just like ordinary cats, he was also a night owl, and he was extremely awake at night.

He seemed to be used to it, Fang Rong would have a nightmare from time to time, of course, he didn't think it was his reason, but felt that he still had merit, and every time Fang Rong had a nightmare, he would comfort him.

Touch his head, help him wipe off the sweat by the way, and then pat his chest like a child to calm him down.

This is not the first time he has done it, and he has calculated carefully that there are not a hundred times but fifty times, so he is used to it, and when Fang Rong calms down, he continues to lie on his stomach.

Because he pressed Fang Rong's chest again, Fang Rong couldn't breathe and began to have nightmares, he got up again to appease, and spent the whole night in this infinite loop.

When Fang Rong got up the next day, he found that he was still lying on his chest, and he suddenly lost his breath, no wonder he had nightmares all night long, and he had told him many times, this is not good for his health, and he will press out the problem.

He promised to be kind, and continued to press it at night, as if he was used to this position, and he couldn't sleep if he didn't press it.

I'm going to talk to him today.

As soon as Fang Rong woke up, he woke up, looked at him and found that there was no movement and buried his head in the past, he hadn't slept well for a long time, the surrounding environment always couldn't give him a sense of security, plus he was always hunted down, basically he had to be vigilant every day, twenty-four hours a day was half-asleep and half-awake, and he was very tired.

The exhaustion on his face made Fang Rong feel distressed for a while, and he couldn't help but soften his heart again, probably because his heart was too soft, so he indulged Fang Hua again and again and let him continue to press on himself.

Fang Hua is like an insecure person, he has to hold something when he sleeps, smell a familiar smell, otherwise he won't be able to sleep, and now it is rare to show such a reassuring expression.

Forget it, let him sleep.