Do you have a boyfriend

Seeing the word "Man Zai", most of Song Chu Man lost his sleepiness.

He remembered... Lu Zhao once mentioned this title.

He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that Lu Zhao was looking away from the phone screen with a stinky face.

In addition to misunderstanding the person who sent the message, and the displeasure of being woken up in the middle of the night, Lu Zhao held back his anger: "What does he want to do?"

Song Chuman secretly thought something was wrong, and quickly explained: "He is really my friend!"

Lu Zhao said quietly: "The friends you made after breaking up?"

Song Chuman: "..."

The timing of Tong Yihang calling Lu Zhao was too coincidental. Song Chuman didn't know what they said, and he could basically imagine Tong Yihang's tone.

Even after he explained it once, Lu Zhao still didn't believe it.

Song Chuman lost his sleepiness, threw the phone aside and ignored it, wanting to take this opportunity to speak clearly.

He hugged Lu Zhao's arm sideways: "No, he... is not my ex-boyfriend, he is my friend, his name is Tong Yihang, and he has been abroad for the past two years. That name...he usually calls me that."

Tong Yihang is an acquaintance. When he first called Song Chuman this name, Song Chuman was taken aback. Later, he found that he treated everyone around him like this, so he gradually got used to it.

Song Chuman even wanted to show Lu Zhao the chat records directly, but they mentioned Lu Zhao and Tong Yihang's attitude in their last chat...

He can wait until tomorrow to clear up the chat records, and then show it to Lu Zhao, it will definitely be too late by then.

"Tong Yihang?" Lu Zhao frowned, "Apart from him, has anyone ever called you that?"

Song Chuman shook his head.

The person who called him and told him to stay away from Song Chuman was really just Song Chuman's friend?

Song Chuman's expression did not seem to be fake, and he was lying obediently beside him, Lu Zhao's expression softened a little.

Could it be that he got it wrong?Lu Zhao thought about it carefully in his mind, and felt that something was not right.

It was Song Chuman's friend who called him, and he was also called "Man Zai". If Song Chuman was telling the truth...

What about Song Chuman's predecessor?

Aside from everything about this friend, Song Chuman's ex had no sense of existence at all.

It's no wonder he misunderstood him before, he still cared about it for so long... it turned out to be an imaginary enemy.

Of course, this is only one possibility, there is another, Song Chuman didn't tell the truth.

Lu Zhao thought a lot in a short period of time, and recalled the time he talked with Song Chuman in the study.

He vaguely felt that Song Chuman still had something to hide from him.

And that time when he took a photo with Song Chuman's cell phone and sent it to this friend, but Song Chuman didn't refute it, and followed him and broke up.

However, Lu Zhao is not in a hurry. After the two get along for a long time, he will naturally let Song Chuman tell him.

Lu Zhao didn't make a sound for a long time, he didn't know what he was thinking, Song Chuman pursed his lips: "You don't believe it?"

"I believe." Lu Zhao came back to his senses, grabbed Song Chuman's waist and led him a little towards him, and said in a low voice, "That's because I misunderstood all along?"

There was still a hint of sourness in his words, the two were very close and their breaths were intertwined, Song Chuman moved forward and kissed him: "Well, when he comes back this time..."

Song Chuman originally wanted to say that when Tong Yihang came back, everyone would meet and get to know each other, but suddenly remembered that Tong Yihang didn't like Lu Zhao very much, so he stuck the rest of the sentence abruptly.

Lu Zhao waited quietly, and Song Chuman finally said: "...wait for him to come back."

Rather than being discovered by Lu Zhao, he should think about how to tell Tong Yihang...

He had such a big opinion on Lu Zhao, if he knew that he and Lu Zhao were together, wouldn't he be mad?

"Well," Lu Zhao responded, and said meaningfully: "I'll wait for him to come back."

Song Chuman didn't pay attention to his tone, and heard him say again: "I don't like him calling you like that."

"Huh?" Song Chuman was at a loss, "The Manzai?"

He didn't understand why Lu Zhao cared so much about a title, did he feel...too intimate?

"Yes, let him change it."

As Song Chuman's boyfriend, Lu Zhao is full of confidence now: "Except for me, no one is allowed to call you so intimately."

Song Chuman blinked: "But he is just my friend, nothing else."

"I know," Lu Zhao lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose, "but I will be jealous."

Friends are also jealous... Song Chuman felt incredible on the one hand, but also a little secretly happy on the other.

He temporarily forgot about Tong Yihang: "Then... I'll tell him tomorrow."

Tong Yihang didn't send any more messages, and the matter just passed away.

Before going to bed, Song Chuman was thinking wildly, if he just told Lu Zhao the truth, forget it.

It's not a big deal, it's because he felt too ashamed, and secretly picked up other people's childhood photos and kept them.

But after all, he only liked such a person.

Song Chuman's eyes were too focused on Lu Zhao. Lu Zhao was afraid that he would wake up with a headache tomorrow morning after staying up for a long time, so he patted him on the back lightly: "Go to sleep, baby."

Song Chuman's ears warmed up, and he closed his eyes obediently.

The next day Song Chuman dug up the chat records with Tong Yihang and quietly deleted some.

Lu Zhao didn't ask again. Song Chuman couldn't find a chance to bring it up, so it was strange to speak up on his own initiative.

He put it down temporarily, and never set a password to open the phone, showing that he was honest.

In the afternoon, Lu Zhao accompanied Song Chuman back to the community, took some clothes and his own things, and planned to stay at Lu Zhao's place for a few more days.

Song Chuman refused at first, if he stays here again, won't he be living together right after falling in love?

But Lu Zhao also said that he will go back to the company in a few days, and it is estimated that he will not be able to return in two or three weeks.

During this time, Song Chuman can live as before and help him take care of Mianmian.

When he said that, Song Chuman agreed.

A few days later, Lu Zhao packed his luggage and was ready to go.

"Call me if you have anything to do," he paused, "you can call if you have nothing to do."

He reluctantly sent a number to Song Chuman again: "This is Xiao Zhang's phone number, you can save it, in case I don't reply you in time, you can also call him."

Song Chuman responded obediently, "Okay."

This time when Lu Zhao left, Song Chuman's mood was completely different from last time.

He was a little bit reluctant, and pulled Lu Zhao's cuff, and Mianmian was beside him, as if he knew that Lu Zhao was going to leave, he gently scratched his trousers.

Lu Zhao almost thought of not going at all, bent over and hugged Song Chuman: "I'll be back as soon as possible."

He finally left, Song Chuman took him downstairs and watched him get in the car and leave.

There was only one person and one cat left in the empty house. Song Chuman couldn't find anything to do, so he started cleaning, took a shower, came out and dozed off on the sofa.

When it was time to make dinner, Lu Zhao called him and woke him up.

Song Chuman rubbed his eyes and picked up the phone: "Have you arrived yet?"

"It's here," Lu Zhao looked at him on the surveillance camera, "It's getting late, are you hungry?"

Song Chuman just woke up and didn't feel anything yet: "I'm not hungry."

"You didn't eat much at noon, eat more at night," Lu Zhao urged, "If you don't want to cook, there are still dumplings and wontons in the refrigerator, and the dipping ingredients are ready-made."

Even if he wasn't around, he was very good at taking care of others. Song Chuman nodded, remembering that Lu Zhao couldn't see, he said "hmm".

Lu Zhao hung up the phone shortly after, and Song Chuman stared blankly at the TV that had been on all afternoon.

He turned off the TV, added cat food to Mian Mian, and went to the kitchen.

After living alone for a long time, Song Chuman felt unaccustomed to staying with Lu Zhao for a few days.

It must be that Lu Zhao was too kind to him and didn't let him do anything at home, even Song Chuman was not allowed to touch the first dishwashing.

It was okay when he was there, but now that he is gone, the contrast is even more obvious.

Song Chuman cooked the dumplings, opened the refrigerator to find the dipping sauce, and found three plates with sticky notes on the bottom, which said mildly spicy, medium spicy, and heavy spicy.

Song Chuman burst out laughing with a "pop" and holding the sticky note, suddenly wanted to cry.

This emotion came so suddenly, he left the refrigerator door open, ran to the living room to get his cell phone, and called Lu Zhao.

Lu Zhao was not busy at the moment, so he quickly answered, "Honey? Are you eating?"

After a while, Song Chuman said, "Well, I'll eat it right away."

Lu Zhao said "Okay", but his side suddenly became noisy, and Song Chuman couldn't hear what he said afterwards.

"Go ahead, I'm going to eat." He clutched the phone, and hung up before Lu Zhao could answer.

At this time, Lu Zhao should be eating too. Song Chuman didn't know if he would be busy at night after he passed, so he didn't dare to disturb him.

He finished his dinner in silence, cleaned up the kitchen and went to the living room to sit and watch TV.

Fortunately, there was a cat with him. Song Chuman took out the cat teaser and played with Mianmian for a while, then curled up on the sofa with it in his arms.

Later, when Lu Zhao sent a WeChat message, Song Chuman chatted with him for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, he said that he was going to bed.

In fact, he watched TV in the living room very late before returning to the room with a yawn.

In the morning, Song Chuman was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

He picked it up and saw it was Lu Zhao.

"Hello?" Song Chuman slept late last night and was still a little dazed.

"Haven't gotten up yet?" Lu Zhao was very quiet, "I'm already here."

Song Chuman was at a loss: "Are you there?"

The next second, he heard the outside door being opened.

Lu Zhao's voice sounded on the phone and outside the door at the same time: "I'm home."

Song Chuman was stunned, and hurriedly got out of bed and ran out, looking at the person in front of him in disbelief: "You...why are you back again?"

When Lu Zhao left, he said he would be going for half a month.

Lu Zhao was still wearing the coat he left yesterday, closed the door and pinched Song Chuman's side face: "There is something important."

"What?" Song Chuman was stunned.

"I miss you," Lu Zhao hugged him, "Do you want to go to the company with me?"