Do you have a boyfriend

Song Chuman stayed at Lu Zhao's house for three days.

In these three days, he only went to the supermarket in the community as far as possible to buy some necessities

The flower shop never opened. During this period, Xiao Deng contacted Song Chuman, and Song Chuman said that he was not in a hurry.

He was paid even if he didn't go to work. Xiao Deng felt sorry, so he quietly went to the flower shop to have a look, but he didn't see Cao Yuan and his group again.

She told Song Chuman, but Song Chuman still didn't dare to take it lightly, and asked her to help him go outside the community to take a look.

Xiao Deng deliberately picked different time periods and went there three or four times, but came back and said he didn't see it.

[Xiao Deng]: Boss, I went around and there is no suspicious person.

[An]: OK, thank you.

Cao Yuan and his people disappeared, and Song Chuman had the idea of ​​going back.

He is on guard now, and he will never be spotted as easily as last time, and he thinks it's okay to make some disguises.

During dinner, Song Chuman mentioned this to Lu Zhao.

"He has probably already left." Song Chuman really didn't want to call Cao Yuan uncle, "Thank you for taking me in these few days."

Lu Zhaozheng patiently picked out all the thorns from a piece of fish, and put them into Songchu's full bowl before answering: "If you want to go back and get something, I can help, or I can go with you."

The fish was also dipped in the salty sauce, and Song Chuman looked down at it in a daze.

He lived here for a few days, and Lu Zhao always picked up vegetables for him when he ate, but it was the first time for him to pick fishbone.

Even no one has done this for him before, Song Chuman took a bite of the fish and said, "I'm not taking something, I'm planning to go back."

"So soon?" Lu Zhao was surprised, "I thought you would stay here for at least a month or two."

For so long... live together?

Song Chuman was startled by the idea that suddenly popped up in his head, and the roots of his ears turned red quickly.

He raised his hand and pinched his earlobe: "how can I keep bothering you."

"Don't bother." Lu Zhao didn't seem to notice his strangeness, and picked up another piece of fish to pick a thorn. "Actually, I just want you to stay for a while. I'm going on a business trip the day after tomorrow, so don't worry."

The fish fell into Song Chu's full bowl again, and Lu Zhao said again: "It doesn't like being sent to foster care, it gets easily stressed, and I'm even more worried about letting other people come to the house."

Song Chuman hesitated and said, "I can also feed it on time every day."

"That's so troublesome." Lu Zhao disagreed: "You treat this place as your own home, and you and Mianmian can also have a companion for each other."

Song Chuman looked sideways at Mianmian who was playing alone in the corner, and was faintly moved.

He lowered his head and continued to eat the fish: "So... how long will it take?"

Lu Zhao said, "I'm not sure yet, but I will definitely come back before the winter solstice."

There are matters in the company that need him to deal with, ranging from a week to more than half a month. Although Cao Yuan himself has left, but Song Chuman can only stay where he can see, so that Lu Zhao can feel at ease.

He originally thought about arranging for someone else to pay more attention to him in private, but Song Chuman was too sensitive, if he noticed it, the effect would only be counterproductive.

Song Chuman didn't make a sound for a long time, Lu Zhao looked up and found him holding chopsticks in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Lu Zhao asked with concern, "Is there something on your mind?"

Song Chuman came back to his senses and shook his head: "No...well, I'll wait for you."

The last sentence greatly pleased Lu Zhao, and he curled his lips: "Okay."

The time to leave was suddenly delayed, but Song Chuman still wanted to go home and get some of his own things.

Lu Zhao gave him two options, either hand him the key, or go back with him.

Eventually the two packed up the dishes and the kitchen and headed out in the dark.

Lu Zhao drove the car and arrived at the gate of the community a few minutes later. Song Chuman looked through the window to make sure he didn't see anyone before getting out of the car.

He also wore a mask, but Lu Zhao didn't need it.

When they were walking towards the entrance of the community, someone behind them quickly walked a few steps to join them, and said in an uncertain tone, "Mr. Lu...?"

He looked at Lu Zhao carefully, and said in surprise, "It's really you, why did you come here in person..."

Song Chuman slowed down and saw a bag of cat food in his hand.

Is it the person who arranged for the pet store to feed the cat?Sure enough, Lu Zhao responded, "Have you finished feeding the cat?"

"It's over, don't worry." The man said quickly, "I also added some freeze-dried to them, and they all tasted good."

Lu Zhao said lightly: "That's good, you can go."

Song Chuman had been standing quietly beside Lu Zhao. His subordinates were very curious about him. Before leaving, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and suddenly felt a chill in his eyes.

Lu Zhao's eyes drooped slightly, staring at him coldly, his face hidden at an angle that Song Chuman couldn't see.

The subordinate was sweating down his back, and quickly left with the cat food.

Song Chuman originally wanted to go to the back of the community to look at the cats, but the cat food was all fed, and the cats had probably run away, so he gave up.

Lu Zhao is really at ease in handling things, but the person just now called him Mr. Lu... His attitude is not like that of ordinary pet store clerks towards customers.

After getting in the car, Song Chuman took a few more glances at Lu Zhao.

Sensing his gaze, Lu Zhao started the car and didn't start for a while: "What's wrong?"

Song Chuman sat in the co-pilot and said vaguely, "I just think... I don't understand you at all."

Lu Zhao didn't speak, and leaned sideways.

Approaching with a slightly familiar aura, Song Chuman didn't dare to move. Lu Zhao fastened his seat belt for him, and said with a smile, "If you want to know anything, you can ask me directly."

Song Chuman didn't speak, and the two returned to Lu Zhao's residence without saying a word.

**

Early the next morning, Lu Zhao set off on time.

Before he left, he almost made some arrangements, and told Song Chuman carefully: "I ordered some fresh dishes, and someone will deliver them every few days. You can also tell me what you want to eat."

"Eat well at home. If you don't want to do it, you can order takeaway, but you can't eat it often."

Song Chuman listened silently and nodded obediently.

"Call me when you want to talk to someone." Lu Zhao rubbed the top of his hair and left with the suitcase.

There was only one person missing in the room, but it suddenly felt empty. Song Chuman had nothing to do. He cleaned the living room and the guest room where he slept. He didn't enter the study and Lu Zhao's bedroom.

He finished trimming Mianmian's nails, and Tong Yihang, who had been missing for several days, finally came online.

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]:?

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]:? ? ?What needs you to live in his home?Wouldn't it be what I thought it would be?

[An]: No.

[An]: It's because people from the Song family came to look for me.

Tong Yihang knew something about his family's affairs, so he was immediately nervous.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: What are you looking for? ?It must be a bad thing.

[An]: I want money.

Just two words instantly ignited Tong Yihang's anger.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: I ****!Shameless!

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Those orphans didn't make things difficult for you, did they?

[An]: It's okay, I live here with Lu Zhao, they can't find me.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: That's good, that's good... If they dare to come again, you should call the police and say they are stealing money!scare!

Song Chuman also thought the same way. The last time Cao Yuan asked him for money, he should have recorded the conversation between the two, but it was a pity that he was not prepared at that time.

The subsequent harassing phone calls and text messages never mentioned money, so there was no proof.

Tong Yihang chatted with him again, and sent a link after a while.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha man, look at this!Killing me!

Song Chuman clicked on it, it was a Weibo.

#yunnanjunzi opens the door to a new world#

There are some pictures and comments in it, Song Chuman took a quick glance and got the general idea.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Hahahahaha, this is too wonderful, I will try it if I have the chance!

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Manzai, the hallucinations you saw when you were sick, is it the same?

Song Chu was full of indifference, typing.

[Ann]: No, and no autoplay TV series and Snow White.

He knew that Tong Yihang didn't have any malicious intentions, so he didn't care about him.

This Weibo post is very popular, and there are many people discussing it. Song Chuman continued to look down, and saw all kinds of hallucinations after eating the poisonous fungus.

[Only the dreamiest I've seen?I saw an angel!She had wings, a glowing gold ring hanging from her head, and she kissed me as she walked away! ]

Reply from the 1st floor: [?I think you are not poisoned, but dreaming. ]

Song Chuman paused for a while when he came across this comment.

He flipped down a few more pages and put the phone aside.

The dishes ordered by Lu Zhao were delivered at noon the next day, including vegetables and meat, and a carton of milk.

The person who delivered the food looked familiar, and Song Chuman recognized him as the one who fed the cat two days ago.

It seemed that he was indeed not a pet store clerk. Song Chuman didn't ask any more questions. The man called himself Xiao Zhang, and he didn't dare to enter the house after putting down his things, and he didn't dare to look at Song Chuman too much.

Xiao Zhang is very respectful to him: "I will bring you food at noon the day after tomorrow, or if you want to eat, I will buy it right away."

Song Chuman really had something he wanted.

He coughed lightly and said, "Can you buy Yunan's fungus for me?"

Xiao Zhang scratched his head: "Yunan Junzi?"

"Yes," Song Chuman's face remained unchanged, "the kind that can cause hallucinations after eating."

Xiao Zhang understood this time, he didn't ask any more questions, but said: "Okay, I'll go ask you."

Before he left, Song Chuman called him again: "You...don't tell Lu Zhao, I will pay for it separately after buying it."

It was impossible for Xiao Zhang not to tell Lu Zhao, but he would not refute Song Chuman, and replied, "Don't worry."

The mushrooms that Song Chuman asked for were not available here, so Xiao Zhang contacted other places, and three days later, he sent a bag of wild mushrooms.

The portion in the bag is very small, Xiao Zhang said: "You can't eat more of this, you can only buy so much."

Before he came, he naturally reported to Lu Zhao first.

On the monitoring screen, Lu Zhao saw that Song Chuman took the bag, cleaned it, wrapped it in a fresh-keeping bag, and put it in the refrigerator for storage.

**

Lu Zhao had been away for nearly two weeks. At first, he often contacted Song Chuman and chatted with him.

Later, it was estimated that it became more and more busy, so the frequency dropped a little.

There was no news from Lu Zhao for three days, and Song Chuman sent him endless photos but did not get a reply.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after Song Chuman washed up and was about to go to bed, the crisp doorbell rang suddenly.

Except for Xiao Zhang, no one would come at ordinary times, let alone this time.

The doorbell rang once, and Song Chuman quietly walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.

He could hardly believe it, rubbed his eyes and took another look, and opened the door.

"Lu Zhao?"

Lu Zhao stood outside the door, raised one hand to support the door frame, and put the box under his feet.

There was a faint smell of alcohol on his body, his face looked okay, only a little tired, he smiled: "You haven't slept yet?"

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