Do you have a boyfriend

Song Chuman closed the page, holding the phone in a daze.

He understood what Tong Yihang meant, and he thought that Lu Zhao was not a qualified psychiatrist.

Or rather, not a nice guy.

Song Chuman recalled every time he got along with Lu Zhao before. Objectively speaking, Lu Zhao did get close to him on purpose when he was not in the hospital.

As for whether Lu Zhao resigned and how sincere he was, Song Chuman decided to handle and judge by himself.

He admitted that he had a little filter on Lu Zhao, and after he met Lu Zhao, most of the time, he lived a more fulfilling and happy life than before.

But after such an incident, Song Chuman calmed down a lot.

He didn't know Lu Zhao well enough.

[An]: I see, thank you.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: What did he say when he confessed his love to you?

[An]: I asked.

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: You asked? ?Does he know you have a boyfriend?If you knew and confessed, wouldn't it be blatantly prying the corner of the wall!

Song Chuman felt a headache and didn't know how to explain it to him, but felt that what he said made sense.

[An]: It's getting late, let's talk next time.

He chose to escape temporarily, turned off the phone directly, and lay on the bed to throw away all the chaotic thoughts.

What's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the night wind occasionally blew the curtains. The surrounding area was very quiet, but there was a sudden slight sound outside the door.

It's Mianmian, it seems to know that Song Chuman is still up, and is trying to come in by pawing at the crack of the door.

Song Chuman could never refuse it, so he got up and gently opened the door.

Mianmian stood at the door, but didn't come in, and let out a soft "meow".

Song Chuman picked it up and whispered, "Why don't you sleep?"

He licked the side of his face softly.

Song Chuman thought for a while, and walked across the living room to the balcony to take a look. The cat bowl was indeed empty.

After adding the cat food, he knelt down and stared at Mianmian in a daze.

"Are you getting a little fatter?" Song Chuman said to himself, stroking his soft hair.

He decided to leave here tomorrow.

I don't know if Mianmian will miss him when he is gone.

Song Chuman went to bed very late, and naturally got up late the next day.

Lu Zhao didn't call him, and let him sleep until he woke up naturally. When he opened the door, Lu Zhao was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

"Are you awake?" He looked sideways, put down his book and got up, "Breakfast is in the kitchen, I'll go and heat it up for you."

He looked natural, as if nothing had happened last night, Song Chuman opened his mouth and silently went to wash up.

When he came out, breakfast was already on the dining table, and it was a sandwich made by Lu Zhao himself.

The sound of pages turning came from the living room. It seemed that Lu Zhao had already eaten and was not busy today.

Song Chuman picked up the sandwich and took a bite.

Lu Zhao drank alcohol yesterday, if he forgot everything after waking up, it is not impossible.

Anyway, he had to go.

After Song Chuman finished eating, he cleared the plates, went to his room to change his clothes, and came out and said to Lu Zhao, "I plan to go back today."

Lu Zhao was in the living room, his expression froze, and he took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Why so suddenly?"

Song Chu thought to himself that he had been here long enough.

He planned to leave before Lu Zhao went on a business trip, and last night... After this relationship was broken, he couldn't continue to live.

"I planned to leave after you came back." Song Chuman stood at the door of the room holding his hands, looking away.

Lu Zhao put down the book, got up and approached him slowly: "Is it because of last night?"

He took the initiative to mention it, and Song Chuman became nervous, pretending to be stupid: "No."

Lu Zhao stopped not far from him, and said softly, "Chuman."

"I drank some wine yesterday, and my mind is muddled." He continued to approach, only one step away from Song Chuman, "Are you angry?"

"Cruel?" Song Chuman glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "You mean, let me pretend nothing happened?"

Lu Zhao nodded: "You can say that."

Song Chuman's heart suddenly felt bad.

I will not mention the content of the chat with Tong Yihang last night. He cares about Lu Zhao's thoughts, so he wants to ask about it

He knew that wine would be different from usual after drinking it, but he didn't expect that Lu Zhao would make him pretend nothing happened.

Song Chuman made a gesture to close the door with a cold face, but Lu Zhao stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I'm going to pack my things." Song Chuman frowned.

"I haven't finished yet," Lu Zhao said in a low voice, "You forget about what happened last night, and I'll confess my love to you again, okay?"

Song Chuman was taken aback.

His expression was so cute, Lu Zhao raised his hand to touch his side face: "Chuman, stay with me."

Song Chuman returned to his senses and turned his head away, deliberately said: "You know, I have a boyfriend."

Lu Zhao withdrew his hand, with a calm face: "A boyfriend who has been in a long-distance relationship and rarely contacts?"

When he said that, Song Chuman almost thought that he had discovered something, and Lu Zhao said again: "He is not suitable for you."

What Song Chuman needs is companionship, care and love, not to mention that he is still a patient who sometimes needs psychological counseling.

Song Chuman didn't answer, and asked another question: "Did you really resign?"

"Yes."

"When?"

Lu Zhao was very calm: "During the business trip."

"Then you," Song Chuman spoke very slowly, "and when..."

"When did you like you?" Lu Zhao answered the second half of the sentence, then paused, "Recently, maybe earlier."

He spoke very vaguely. He admitted that he deliberately approached Song Chuman at the beginning, but later his purpose was not pure.

Lu Zhao wasn't afraid to tell Song Chuman, but he couldn't do it yet.

He had just realized that Song Chuman didn't have feelings for him at all, and he would not allow any unfavorable situation to happen until he was completely willing to accept it.

"I did this inappropriately," Lu Zhao took the initiative to admit his mistake, and took Song Chuman's hand, "I'm sorry, don't be angry, okay? I'll take care of the hospital's affairs."

Song Chuman wanted to withdraw his hand, but couldn't.

"Chuman." Lu Zhao called him in a low voice: "Give me a chance."

Song Chuman's mind was still a little confused, he hesitated and said, "I... think about it."

He couldn't ignore what Tong Yihang said, and he still needed to deal with the relationship between the two of them.

He regretted asking Lu Zhao yesterday whether it would be better if Lu Zhao took the initiative to tell him everything.

But again, he should also choose to ask.

"Okay." Lu Zhao raised the corners of his lips and couldn't help asking, "Then when will you break up with him?"

It's best now, Song Chuman called that person in front of him, and kept cleaning up.

Otherwise, he often has to think that the person in front of him does not belong to him.

Song Chuman said vaguely, "I will tell."

"Break up" will definitely "break up". As for whether to accept Lu Zhao, he has to think again.

Lu Zhao himself knew that he was in a hurry, so he suppressed it and said, "Okay."

**

Song Chuman decided to go home in the morning.

He didn't bring many things, and he didn't spend too much time packing up when he left. Finally, Lu Zhao drove him off.

On the way, Song Chuman sat in the co-pilot, tilted his head and looked at the passing scenery outside, and suddenly asked, "Besides me, how many patients have you handled?"

He had a similar question before, is Lu Zhao so nice to everyone?

Lu Zhao paused for a few seconds before replying, "Rarely, when I was in this hospital, I only treated you."

"Just for me?" Song Chuman turned to look at him.

He couldn't explain why he asked the question for a moment, but when he got the answer, he admitted that it didn't feel bad.

It was as if he was the only one in Lu Zhao's eyes, and all the attention, patience and attention belonged to him alone.

After getting off the car, Lu Zhao helped carry the things upstairs, and Song Chuman suddenly remembered that he still had something missing.

His reaction was so obvious that Lu Zhao noticed, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Song Chuman was a little anxious, "I bought something and put it in the refrigerator, and I forgot to take it."

What if Lu Zhao didn't know and accidentally ate it.

Of course Lu Zhao knew what it was, and he said calmly, "Where do you put it? I'll get it for you now."

Song Chuman didn't want him to be so troublesome: "No, I'll go by myself next time."

"I drive, it doesn't take much time to go back and forth."

Lu Zhao insisted, so he went downstairs to prepare to turn back, and refused to let Song Chuman go with him. Song Chuman couldn't stop him, so he had to wait at home.

More than ten minutes later, Lu Zhao came back with a small bag.

"What is this?" He handed it to Song Chuman.

Song Chuman took it and carried it behind his back: "I bought a dish specially."

If he didn't say anything, Lu Zhao didn't ask any more questions.

It's just that this thing is unusual, so you can't eat more.

Lu Zhao held Song Chuman's shoulders and bent slightly: "Chuman, although I am no longer your psychiatrist, you are the one I like."

"You can tell me anything, let me solve it for you, don't hold it back, huh?" Lu Zhao looked at him at the same level, squeezed his shoulder harder, implying: "I'll wait for your call anytime. "

After he left, Song Chuman understood what he meant.

There were very few bacteria in the bag, but now it has decreased by more than half.

Lu Zhao already knew.

Song Chuman didn't plan to eat it anytime soon, so he repacked the mushrooms and stored them in the refrigerator.

He bought this on a whim, because that day he said he saw the "angel" comment.

Although he suffers from hallucinations, not everything he wants can become an illusion in his mind.

Like his mother.

Probably because his mother passed away too early, his memory is really blurred, and he only got sick when he grew up.

In his fantasy, he can bring a dead kitten back to life, let his non-existent boyfriend accompany him when he is lonely, but can't see his mother again.

The winter solstice is the anniversary of his mother's death, and Song Chuman decided to eat it on that day.

He deliberately didn't want to tell Lu Zhao, and he didn't tell Tong Yihang, because even he thought the idea was unreasonable.

But, just give it a try, he promises to be careful.

**

Lu Zhao asked the hospital to contact Song Chuman and asked him if he needed to arrange another psychiatrist, and he would handle the expenses.

Every candidate doctor has been strictly selected, but Lu Zhao hopes that Song Chuman will not want anyone.

But Song Chuman's own wishes were more important, and the hospital also suggested the same, so Lu Zhao agreed.

After the arrangements were made, another call came in from an unknown person from overseas.

His phone call was made separately when he first joined the company. Few people knew about it. Lu Zhao just hung up and didn't answer it, so he made another call.

When Lu Zhao picked up this time, there was a clear male voice on the other end of the phone, speaking Chinese with a strange accent: "Are you Lu Zhao?"

"Yes." Lu Zhao had no emotion in his eyes, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I'm telling you!" The male voice seemed very angry, "I've seen through you! Stay away from my family!"

Lu Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Man, cub?"

The author has something to say: [! ! ! ] Eating poisonous food is dangerous behavior, please do not try it

I'm late qaq, I overestimated myself, I'll update it at 11pm in the future or2

In addition, I will enter v tomorrow, and there will be a free chapter before tomorrow's v chapter, this book will not exceed 20 words, and those who don't fatten me up are all dads.