I don't know how long it has been, Fang Zhan slowly closed his eyes in Xi Fan's gentle relief, and fell asleep on Xi Fan's shoulder and neck.

Xi Fan was also exhausted because he had to control Fang Zhan hard not to hurt himself, and on the other hand, he had to constantly use words to persuade and comfort him and give him spiritual encouragement.

After Fang Zhan quieted down, the exhausted Xi Fan also fell asleep.

has always been a little expert, seeing this picture, he didn't make a sound to disturb, and quietly floated and sank in Xi Fan's mind, everything was very warm and beautiful.

Fang Zhan's uneasiness and fear, hidden under the perfection and excellence of strong self-calm, completely exploded at the moment when he said goodbye to his father Fang Yang and returned to the community.

Walking through the community booth in a daze, facing the greetings of the security guards, although he knew, he couldn't react at all.

Standing in the elevator, looking at the elevator button, trying to press the floor of his house, but his hand couldn't reach out at all, he was like he was tightly wrapped in a nightmare, and he couldn't escape.

I can't say how uncomfortable it is, but it's just so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, that feeling of powerlessness tightly wraps around him, so that he can't breathe. The despair of this powerlessness can only be relieved by the pain of hitting the wall.

This is not the first time this has happened.

Each time, this nightmarish feeling haunted him until the next day, and it didn't end until the sky was fully bright.

This time, he thought he would have to endure such a long feeling of despair as before.

Unexpectedly, his current situation is very different from the original.

When he was most desperate, painful and helpless, there was always a warm voice around him that was constantly encouraging him, comforting him, understanding all his feelings, and soothing all his worries.

This calmed his uneasiness, and he knew that as long as this person was around, he would be safe.

The early morning sun shone on Fang Zhan's face through the gaps in the curtains, like a pair of mischievous little hands caressing each other's faces, trying to wake people up from their slumber.

With a few light movements of his eyelids, Fang Zhan slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes first looked at the curtain and was a little confused, and after moving his arm, he suddenly came to his senses.

Looking down, Xi Fan was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and the sunlight behind her shone on her black hair, bringing out a faint halo, making her look like an angel, holy and beautiful.

Looking at such a beautiful person in his arms, Fang Zhan began to feel a little flustered again.

is different from the kind of panic that occurred before, and the current panic is the kind of feeling that makes him overwhelmed and slightly sour, and it is not annoying.

Looking at the person in his arms seriously, the corners of Fang Zhan's mouth unconsciously curved, even he didn't know this kind of change.

At this time, Xi Fan moved slightly, and it was difficult for her to wake up from the strange feeling brought by being stared at so much.

And when Xi Fan just moved, Fang Zhan immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep like a thief.

"Hmm...... Am I asleep? ”

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that she was actually nested in Fang Zhan's arms, afraid of waking people up, she carefully raised the arm on her shoulder and put it aside, and then slowly sat up and got out of bed.

Scratching his hair, Xi Fan complained to the flowing fire: "Obviously I slept with someone in my arms, why did I end up being the one who was being held?" Am I sleeping in a bad position and need to be controlled? Flowing fire, why didn't you wake me up? ”