Entering a Split Personality

The deep confession made Fan feel as deep as falling into the abyss.

Although it is not unexpected, it does not mean that he can bear it.

Xiao He is not yet awake, even still pestering him greedily, kissing him, as if afraid of him leaving.

Fan Shen wanted to leave.

But soon he changed his mind.

It was a dream, and it didn't matter if he continued to deceive himself.

Fan Shen hooked his mouth ironically, lowered his head, and kissed his lips viciously.

Anyway, he didn't think about him. He wouldn't call his name anyway. If that's the case, don't say anything, just groan.

At least he can imagine.

These emotions, these deep emotions, belong to him.

"I love you." Fan Shen buried himself in his neck, concealing all his affection, and only expressed despair in a hoarse voice, "Xiao He, I love you."

With a sound of greed, the morning sun of the next day resembled a ruthless giant hand, tearing open the lingering night.

Fan Shen guarded him for one night, and after making sure that nothing happened, he finally left.

Xiao He has never drunk so drunk in these two lifetimes together, so at the moment, it is *so that his head is about to explode.

It's great when you get drunk, but after you wake up!

It's a big death!

The head is about to split!

Xiao He lay on the bed and took a long time before he recovered.

But soon, he was shocked again.

Last night... last night...

Although he was drunk and confused, he was still a little conscious.

He seems to have seen Al, bathing with him, kissing him, pestering him...

Broken broken broken broken!

Xiaohe Sparta, who had slowed down the gods, was over.

There can be no Al in this world, only Fan Shen in this world!

But he really felt that something happened...

No, Xiao He wants to die, he will not shamelessly do something to his son!

After thinking about it again, his face was pale.

The child he finally raised is so good, with so good personality, and so good.

He won't die by himself and destroy him!

Eighteen years, Xiao He is going crazy. He has been cautious for eighteen years and worked hard for eighteen years. Could it be that he has made a big disaster at this time?

Be seduced by my father, by my father, by my father...

Fuck, as long as you think about it, Xiao He is going crazy.

What should he do, what should he do, what should he do!

Anxious and nervous, Xiao He spent a long time in the room, and there was really no way he could do it, but being an ostrich couldn't solve the problem, so he had to face it.

Finally, Xiao He walked out of the house, and he had to see Fan Shen.

It was too messy last night, he vaguely remembered Fan Shen pushing him away, but he got tangled up again.

Although he just kissed him, touched him, just she did... Uh... it should be once.

But... this is definitely beyond the boundary!

Normal father and son, how can there be such a thing?

It's over, it's over.

The more Xiao He thinks about it, the more numb his scalp is, and he really wants to read the file again!

But this... is not a game after all.

Xiao He took a deep breath and finally came to the table.

The hotel they stayed in was very good. Xiao He is now earning a lot of money. He dare not be extravagant every day, but he can afford a presidential suite if he goes out for fun.

In this room, the breakfast is extremely delicate.

Xiao He glanced at it. They all love to eat. Don't think about it, Fan Shen must have ordered it.

However, he looked at his son sitting there, and he couldn't move his steps.

So embarrassing, so nervous, so want to escape!

He is not a person who is good at hiding expressions, so Fan Shen only needs to look up to make it clear.

"Come over for dinner, it will be cold in a while."

Xiao He moved, and finally sat opposite him, but didn't dare to look at him.

Fan Shen lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened, his hands holding the knife and fork tightened involuntarily.

Xiao He didn't notice his expression, but kept brewing...

After half a minute, he finally spoke: "Well, last night, Dad drank too much."

"Yeah." Fan Shen replied.

Xiao He raised his eyes to see his expression, becoming more nervous.

He really couldn't remember, although he was quite sure just now that he might have done something bad.

But... he can't help but feel that maybe it's just his own fantasy?

After all, this is not the first time he has dreamed of this and that of Al.

It is understandable that you will be more indulgent after drinking alcohol.

He looked at Fan Shen carefully and felt that his son was normal.

If he really rushed at him shamelessly last night.

It stands to reason that he will push him away.

Or... today will be embarrassing or even disgusting? It shouldn't have been so peaceful.

These thoughts comforted him miraculously. With a little hope, Xiao He said cautiously: "Dad is drunk, didn't you do anything strange?"

Xiao He just asked.

Fan Shen's hands were slightly stiff, he lowered his eyes and stared at the sliced ​​piece of bacon, but what came from his heart was more bitter than black coffee.

He can't remember.

pretty good.

But then, Fan Shen had another crazy idea in his mind.

If he said, he said he pounced on him, he said he kissed him, he said that as a father he kept begging his son...

What will happen to him after that? Will it be painful, will it be self-loathing?

But in this case, he should feel a tenth of his mood.

That's fair, isn't it?

Why should he bear everything? Why should he endure it all the time?

Just because he fell in love with him?

But what about him...what did he do!

A father who uses his son as a stand-in?

Thinking of Al in his mouth, Fan Shen felt that he was a complete joke.

Tell him all, tell him all.

Since he is going to fall into hell, then he will take him together!

But all these thoughts disappeared because of his words.

"Xiao Fan, Dad is drunk, really drunk, if you do something, don't be angry, okay? I'm sorry, Dad really didn't mean it."

Yeah...not on purpose.

Fan Shen raised his eyes to look at him and looked into his flickering eyes, all the agitation in his chest calmed down.

How could he be willing to let him taste the pain?

How could he have the heart to let him bear it?

He can't wait to hold him in the palm of his hand, how can he be pulled into hell?

Fan Shen smiled, pushed the cut bacon to him, and whispered: "It's nothing, I will help you get the bath towel, and then you will go back to the room."

A surprise flashed in Xiao He's eyes: "Really?"

Fan Shen looked at him: "What's true or false? You are drunk and I will take care of you. Isn't it normal?"

What really didn't happen? !

Xiao He was still incredible, but he stared at Fan Shen, but he couldn't see the slightest difference.

Finally, he was completely relieved.

It seems to be just a dream, great...just a wish of him.

With the heart in place, Xiao He finally had an appetite to eat.

Seeing his heartless look, Fan Shen felt a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

He slowly spread butter on the bread and asked without raising his head: "Dad, who is Al?"

Xiao He's hand holding the fork froze.