Do you have a boyfriend

Lu Zhao didn't say hello in advance, and Song Chuman didn't know that he was coming back tonight.

He helped carry the suitcase in, and when he approached Lu Zhao, the smell of alcohol on his body became stronger.

Mianmian seemed to have smelled it too, and squatted not far away, wagging her tail and did not come forward.

Before Lu Zhao came back, he might be socializing or something else. After a while, Song Chuman asked knowingly, "Have you been drinking?"

"Ah."

Lu Zhao changed his shoes, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa casually. After sitting down, he stretched out his hands and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, breathing heavily.

Song Chuman had never drunk alcohol, so he guessed that Lu Zhao was not feeling well, so he poured him a glass of warm water.

Hearing the movement, Lu Zhao opened his eyes, smiled and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

"How much did you drink?" Song Chuman looked at him, "If you come back later, I'll already be asleep."

Lu Zhao heard his words with inexplicable resentment.

Song Chuman was standing beside Lu Zhao. Lu Zhao put down the cup, took his hand hanging by his side, and said softly, "Help me get a towel, okay?"

His palm was a little hot, Song Chuman withdrew his hand, said "um" and turned to go to the bathroom.

The towel was soaked in hot water and then wrung dry. Song Chuman took it back to the living room, and Lu Zhao leaned on the armrest of the sofa, closing his eyes as if falling asleep.

Song Chuman approached him and called him twice, then pushed him lightly, but there was no response.

He simply sat down beside Lu Zhao, unfolded the towel to help him wipe his face.

He didn't take care of people, and his movements were clumsy and slow.

Apart from the smell of alcohol on his body, Lu Zhao's complexion looked normal, but his ears were slightly red, and his body temperature also rose slightly. He unbuttoned two buttons on his collar, and Song Chuman wiped his neck and hands for him by the way. .

When he came back after putting away the towel, Lu Zhao remained sitting as he was.

He didn't wear a coat, so he couldn't just fall asleep on the sofa, so Song Chuman had to try to wake him up again.

"Lu Zhao, Doctor Lu?" Seeing that he couldn't wake up from shouting, he couldn't help but put his hands on Lu Zhao's side face.

This time Lu Zhao woke up, he opened his eyes, Song Chuman withdrew his hand, and coughed lightly: "Go back to your room and sleep again."

Lu Zhao pressed his forehead and got up on the sofa: "Okay."

He couldn't stand stably, Song Chuman was afraid that he would fall, so he supported him and walked towards the bedroom.

The door was unlocked, Mianmian followed in, jumped to the head of the bed and lay on her stomach, staring at the two of them with blue eyes.

Song Chuman supported Lu Zhao all the way, and the person beside him was getting heavier and heavier. When he reached the bedside, he wanted to let go of the person, but Lu Zhao grabbed his arm and accidentally fell down with him.

Half of his body was pressed by Lu Zhao, he turned over and pushed the person away, and his wrist was tightly grasped again.

"Chuman," Lu Zhao's eyes gradually focused, and he confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed him, and he held his hand even more tightly: "Don't go yet."

Song Chuman struggled a bit: "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhao didn't speak, just looked at him quietly for a while, then sighed, "Are you afraid of being alone at home?"

Song Chuman was stunned when he heard the words.

He has always been alone, even before he moved out of the Song family, no one has ever asked him such a question.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Zhao thought he was afraid, so he pulled him towards her and hugged him: "Don't be afraid, I'm back."

"I'm not afraid, Mianmian is here." Song Chuman shook his head and answered seriously.

"Then did you eat well at home?" Lu Zhao wrapped Song Chuman's entire wrist, frowning, "You are too thin, you should eat more."

The two were too close, and the smell of alcohol on Lu Zhao's body was not unpleasant. Song Chu's heart beat a little fast: "Yes."

"That's good."

There was surveillance at home, and Lu Zhao knew that Song Chuman hadn't lied to him, and he also knew that he hadn't been out.

His hand went up, pinching Song Chuman's fingers lightly or heavily: "You're so good."

This action was very ambiguous, Song Chuman's fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly pulled his hand out.

Lu Zhao kept his eyes on Song Chuman's face, he didn't go crazy after drinking, he didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't even seem to have drunk, but Song Chuman felt that there was still a slight difference between him and usual.

He's hard to describe, it seems... more calm.

Song Chuman suddenly said: "You said last time that you can ask you anything you want to know?"

Lu Zhao said "hmm".

"Then you..." Song Chuman looked at Lu Zhao carefully and asked him, "Are you drunk now?"

Lu Zhao didn't blink his eyes: "No."

But people who were drunk seemed to say that they were not drunk. Song Chuman was incompetent in his judgment and decided to treat him as drunk for the time being.

His ears turned red, and he continued to ask, "Why are you on a business trip?"

"Go back to the company to deal with some things."

company?Song Chuman had a guess in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions, and changed the subject: "Who taught you how to cook?"

Another unrelated question, Lu Zhao also answered quickly: "Self-study."

"How many cats have you had?"

"Only Mianmian."

Song Chuman asked several random questions in a row, and Lu Zhao answered them all without any impatience.

He mustered up his courage and asked the last question in a slightly quicker tone: "Do you like me?"

After going around in such a big circle, Song Chuman only wanted to know the answer. Before he could get nervous, he heard Lu Zhao say, "Yes."

The room was quiet for a while, only each other's breathing could be heard, Song Chuman blinked slowly.

He was not surprised, Lu Zhao really... likes himself.

Song Chuman also had some inexplicable emotions, like joy, but not like it.

He lowered his eyes and said nothing for a long time, when suddenly he heard Lu Zhao ask, "What about you?"

"I..." Song Chuman raised his eyes to meet his gaze, then dodged and said, "What am I?"

He couldn't lie to himself, but he didn't forget that he still had a boyfriend in front of Lu Zhao...

To clarify this with Lu Zhao, he should get rid of the "boyfriend" first, and find another reason or just say "break up".

While thinking, Song Chuman wanted to push Lu Zhao away and sit up, but he rolled over and held him down as soon as he struggled.

Lu Zhao's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see the slightest hint of drunkenness. He asked word by word, "Do you like me?"

He was still patiently waiting for the opportunity, but now that Song Chuman took the initiative to ask.

What's more, it was Song Chuman who started it first. It's not that easy for him to leave now after asking.

Song Chuman panicked, "Get me up."

Lu Zhao turned a deaf ear and pressed his wrist: "Will you break up with him?"

He lowered his head and moved closer, coaxing softly: "I have already resigned from the hospital."

Song Chuman was caught off guard and said in a daze, "Resign?"

Lu Zhao smiled and pointedly said, "Psychiatrists are not allowed to fall in love with patients."

The last time he talked with Song Chuman in the study, he felt that Song Chuman was hiding something from him, but he couldn't guess what it was.

Thinking of Song Chuman's dodging eyes, Lu Zhao tentatively said, "If you are afraid, just give me his phone number, and I will tell you."

Song Chuman immediately refused: "No..."

Where did he get the phone call for Lu Zhao...

Lu Zhao's expression faded, and his jealousy gradually burned: "He is not by your side, and he is not good to you."

During the time he was not at home, Song Chuman didn't even call anyone, and he rarely used his mobile phone, and his behavior was very normal, not like he was suffering from hallucinations.

Coupled with what Song Chuman said before, Lu Zhao is more inclined to guess another way. His boyfriend is indeed real. They may have quarreled and are in a cold war.

The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became. He hated that Song Chuman was not the one he met first.

Song Chuman was not breathing well, and pushed him: "I...I will tell him."

He was struggling, Lu Zhao was upset, and the tip of his nose almost touched his cheek: "What should I say?"

Say how he is under his own pressure now?

The evil factor in his heart was revealed, Lu Zhaoyin didn't say this sentence, but inevitably thought of some other pictures.

Song Chuman felt that something was pressing on his leg, and he was stunned for a few seconds to react, his expression was dull: "You..."

Lu Zhao's breath was heavy, and his eyes burned his face like a substance, tearing off the sheepskin to reveal his original appearance, staring at his prey.

He let out a low gasp, let go of his hands and stood up: "Sorry."

Song Chuman didn't dare to look at him, got up from the bed, and left the bedroom as if fleeing.

He returned to his room, quickly turned off the light and lay down, and pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

After a while it was too hot, Song Chuman pulled down the quilt, his mind was still blank.

What the hell is he doing?What is Lu Zhao doing again?

Lu Zhao probably wasn't sober after drinking, Song Chuman thought calmly.

There was movement outside, it should be that Lu Zhao had left the room and was going to the bathroom.

Song Chuman's face, which was only showing signs of subsiding, began to burn again. He couldn't sleep, and he heard Lu Zhao come out after a long time, followed by the soft closing sound of the door.

He fumbled for his phone on the bedside table and turned on the screen. It was almost 12:30.

WeChat just popped up a message.

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Hehe!I'm going back to China this year for Chinese New Year!

Song Chuman was about to talk to him, so he sat up and replied.

[An]: Lu Zhao said he likes me.

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]:? ? ?

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Is he serious? ? ?

[An]: Why do you ask that?

Song Chuman was at a loss, he thought Tong Yihang would say something else.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: No, he... I used to talk about him as a joke to tease you, is he really interested in you?

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]:? ? ?And you have a boyfriend!

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Even if you are single, he can't be interested in you! ! !

Song Chuman didn't care to explain his boyfriend to him, and asked with a frown.

[An]: Why not?

His words already meant he was on Lu Zhao's side, and Tong Yihang was even more anxious.

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Because he is a psychiatrist! ! !

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: It's all my fault... I shouldn't have joked with you like that before...

After a while, Tong Yihang sent a link.

[Why can't a psychiatrist fall in love with a patient? ]

Song Chuman clicked to look at it a little bit, but heaved a sigh of relief.

[An]: He said he had resigned.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: ... When did it happen?when did he tell you

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Did he have any thoughts before resigning?

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Not only can a psychiatrist and a patient not fall in love, they can't even be friends.

Even if Lu Zhao has resigned, it still cannot dispel Tong Yihang's rejection and suspicion of him.

Song Chuman reopened the link and continued to read. He had never thought about this before, and he never took the initiative to find out.

There is a sentence on the page, which reads: "Once there is a closer relationship with the psychiatrist, the patient will easily develop dependence and other inappropriate emotions, which will affect the treatment."

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Tell me honestly, has he ever acted out of bounds towards you before?

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: I was just joking to make you happy!Who knew he was really gay!

[Mango Youth League Forever Drop God]: Man Zai, you have to stay away from him, and who knows if he really resigned, and he may not have much sincerity towards you.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Let me check his information for you, have you moved away from him?

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