Do you have a boyfriend

"Lantern Festival?" Song Chuman didn't understand.

"There will be an exhibition the night after tomorrow, and it's in the nearby square." Lu Zhao explained that Song Chuman doesn't care about these things, and it's normal not to know. "There will be performances, do you want to go?"

Before Song Chuman made a sound, Lu Zhao added: "If you don't want to go, smoke again."

Song Chuman: "..."

It was as if he was pampering a disobedient child, and Song Chuman was inexplicably ashamed.

He doesn't usually go out to play, let alone at night, Song Chuman is quite resistant to this.

But facing Lu Zhao, he couldn't say how to refuse again.

It's just going to the square for a stroll, it's like going out for a walk to get some breath, and there's no rule on how long he will go, right?

Song Chuman put down the note: "That's it."

"Are you sure?" Lu Zhao put away the ball, "I'll go with you."

Song Chuman: "...are you with me?"

"Don't want to?" Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and stopped his movements, "I need to make sure that you really went."

It's not that Song Chuman didn't want to, it's just that he hardly ever went out with anyone, and he wasn't used to it.

Lu Zhao slowly put away the lottery machine and reminded him: "And you didn't say that someone might be following you recently? I will accompany you, the road is safer."

Song Chu thought with all his heart that he was not an old, weak, sick and disabled man with no strength to restrain a chicken.

But the words "with you" made him faintly moved, and he agreed: "Okay."

The ones drawn out the first two times count as well. Lu Zhao helped him pack the dried fish in a bag, and told him not to feed it too much. It is not good to eat too many snacks.

Song Chuman nodded solemnly: "Understood."

Finally, Lu Zhao took out another box of Wangzai from his pocket, stuffed it into his hand, and sent him out, "See you the day after tomorrow."

When chatting with Tong Yihang, Song Chuman told him about it as usual.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: So you are going to the Lantern Festival with him tomorrow night?

[An]: Yes.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Although it is a good thing that you can go out and relax, how do I feel? ?

Song Chuman's heart skipped a beat and he asked him.

[An]: What's wrong?

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Is this psychiatrist single?

[An]: I don't know.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Then he, isn't it...

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Forget it, you definitely don’t know, it’s okay, it’s okay!Have fun!

Song Chuman looked at the news and pondered for a while, and finally understood.

He is not slow, even if he has been with Lu Zhao for a short time, he can feel that Lu Zhao cares about him very much.

But Lu Zhao is his psychiatrist, so he should just be doing what he should do.

Besides, he may be like this to everyone, gentle and patient.

Besides, I already have a boyfriend.

Song Chuman suddenly realized that he hadn't called for several days. He opened the WeChat records like last time, and raised the phone to his ear.

**

Lu Zhao asked someone to check Song Chuman's call records, and got a reply soon.

There were very few records. He didn't answer the consecutive phone calls to Song Chuman that day, so there were no records.

Lu Zhao checked it briefly, but did not find the number of the suspected "boyfriend" with a high frequency of calls.

He carefully looked at the records of the two days before and after feeding the cat, and found a number called from city D, which only connected for a few seconds.

City D, where Lu Zhao lived at the beginning

Based on the current information and Lu Zhao's intuition, he can almost be sure that Song Chuman is An An.

He wasn't surprised, but there was something else he wanted to know.

Lu Zhao rested his hand on the armrest of the chair, tapping his fingertips unconsciously.

He took the phone and called the person from last time.

"Check one more thing for me."

After hearing what Lu Zhao said, the person on the other end of the phone said cautiously: "Boss Lu, this time is too long, I'm afraid..."

"Why, can't find it?" Lu Zhao's tone was cold.

"I can check it, I can check it, of course I can!" The man didn't dare to say more, "It just takes longer..."

"As soon as possible." Lu Zhao said and hung up the phone.

Song Chuman mentioned that his childhood reaction was too big, and Lu Zhao didn't plan to tell him who he was now.

Not to mention that he lied and concealed his true identity at the time, whether Song Chuman still remembers him is unknown.

Lu Zhao is not in a hurry, he is patient.

**

The lantern festival started at [-]:[-] p.m. Song Chuman went out early after dinner and wanted to go shopping in a nearby supermarket.

He ate some of the dried fish for the cats, and they all liked it, so Song Chuman remembered the second ball he drew.

Buy Mianmian a toy.

It happened to be an appointment with Lu Zhao in the evening, so he planned to buy it now and hand it over to the other party when they met.

There is a pet products section in the supermarket, and there are many toys and snacks. Song Chuman picked out a colorful ball of yarn.

He had only seen Mianmian's photos before he went out, and couldn't resist taking another cat teaser and a bag of freeze-dried snacks.

When Song Chuman went to check out, he already had a lot of things in his arms, including all kinds of toys and snacks.

He walked out of the supermarket with it and only realized later that he bought so much, what would Lu Zhao do if he didn't accept it.

The stray cats in the neighborhood didn't show up until meal time, and they didn't get close to him. Song Chu didn't expect these toys to be used on them.

Standing at the entrance of the supermarket tangled for a while, Song Chuman opened the bag and took a photo and sent it to Lu Zhao.

Lu Zhao replied quickly.

[Lu Zhao]: Did you buy it?

[An]: For Mianmian.

Lu Zhao was silent for a moment, and then sent two voices.

Song Chuman clicked on it, and Lu Zhao's voice came out with a smile: "Why did you buy so many?"

Immediately afterwards he said, "Are you outside now? Do you want to come over?"

Go... to his house?Song Chuman subconsciously refused.

[An]: No, I'll give it to you tonight.

[Lu Zhao]: Carrying these to the Lantern Festival at night?

Song Chuman: "..."

[Lu Zhao]: Come here, just to play with it for a while.

[Lu Zhao]: [Positioning]

Song Chuman had a difficult choice between "playing with Mianmian" and "going to Lu Zhao's house", but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of the beautiful cat.

Lu Zhao's residence is nearby, Song Chuman walked along the location, and Lu Zhao was already waiting for him at the gate of the community.

Seeing his figure, Lu Zhao put away his mobile phone, stepped forward and took the bag in his hand: "Let's go."

After entering the elevator, Lu Zhao glanced at the bag, and said with a smile, "Thank you in advance for Mianmian."

From the moment we met, Lu Zhao seemed to be smiling all the time, and Song Chuman touched the tip of his nose: "...You're welcome."

Lu Zhao lived on the 22nd floor. He led Song Chuman into the door, and Mianmian squatted not far away.

Before Song Chuman had time to react, Mianmian turned around and ran away when he saw him, hiding behind the sofa.

Song Chuman: "..."

Lu Zhao found slippers for him, and explained: "It is timid, and it will do this when it sees strangers."

He took out the cat teasing stick from the bag and motioned for Song Chuman to follow him.

The sofa is against the wall, and the semicircular gap at the bottom can just accommodate a cat. Lu Zhao squatted down and used the cat teaser to successfully lure Mianmian out.

It was still a little cautious, pouncing twice with its paws reservedly, while carefully looking at Song Chuman.

Lu Zhao gave the cat teaser to Song Chuman: "Try it."

Looking at him with long blue eyes, Song Chuman held his breath and shook the cat teaser in his hand.

It didn't run away this time, but grabbed the feather on the top of the cat teaser and took a bite.

Song Chuman was very happy, and moved closer to touch it, but because Lu Zhao, the master, was beside him, it was difficult to do so.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Lu Zhao tilted his head and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Song Chuman replied, "I ate."

"Then you play with it here for a while," Lu Zhao stood up, "I'll go eat first."

Song Chuman responded, and waited for Lu Zhao to turn a corner into the dining room, then looked up and looked around.

The decoration style here is simple and tidy. There are no other people in the house, so Lu Zhao should live alone.

The sound of tableware colliding came from the dining room, Song Chuman finally boldly stretched out his hand and touched Mianmian's head.

Mianmian adapted quickly, not only did not hide, but also touched his palm with the tip of her wet nose.

Song Chuman's heart beat faster, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to hug it.

The adult Ragdoll cat is relatively large, hugging it like a warm pillow in his arms, soft and not resisting at all, Song Chuman couldn't control himself, buried his face into the back of its neck and took a breath.

Lu Zhao was eating here, his phone was turned on and placed on the table, and Song Chuman was holding the cat on the surveillance screen in the living room.

He ate slowly, and only after clearing the table did he appear to remind him: "Go sit on the sofa, the floor is cold."

Song Chuman hurriedly let go of his hand: "...um."

When it was almost eight o'clock, Song Chuman reluctantly said goodbye to Mianmian.

He pinched one of the limp front paws and spoke softly to it: "Goodbye."

Lu Zhaoyi looked at him by the door: "If you want, you can come and accompany it often in the future."

Song Chuman hesitated: "This way..."

Not so good?

Lu Zhao didn't seem to hear, and led him downstairs.

The square is a street away from here, and there are many more people outside than usual, all heading in the same direction.

The lights along the road were bright, and the two of them had outstanding appearances, and they were very eye-catching when they walked side by side. Song Chuman felt more and more uneasy when he felt the gazes coming from around him from time to time.

Lu Zhao saw it, and when he arrived at the square, he took Song Chuman to a small shop on the side and bought two masks.

This lantern festival evolved from a local festival in the early years. Wearing a mask is considered a custom. Song Chuman looked around, and sure enough, many people were wearing masks.

The two masks Lu Zhao bought were exactly the same, they were both white cats, and he handed one to Song Chuman.

Song Chuman took it over and put it on, and another cat in front of him reached out to help him adjust the position of the mask.

There were still many people around, and it seemed that there were still many eyes to cast their gazes on, but Song Chuman covered his face and only showed his eyes, and his previous uneasiness gradually faded away.

There is a large stage in the center of the square. The performance has not yet officially started. The outer space has temporarily set up booths and set up stalls. They circled around twice in a row, selling food and playing games, guessing puzzles, and various lanterns for viewing.

"Do you want to eat something?" Lu Zhao's voice came from under the mask.

Song Chuman shook his head: "I'm not hungry."

The two walked in slowly, and when the time came, the sound of musical instruments sounded on the stage, and the show began.

The sound attracted more people to walk in, Song Chuman subconsciously evaded, and Lu Zhao held his wrist in the crowd: "Go ahead and have a look?"

Without waiting for Song Chuman's answer, he pulled him forward.

The front was even more crowded, and it was full of tall and short people, blocking it. Song Chuman struggled to watch, and didn't even know what the show was about.

People kept pushing and rubbing shoulders, Song Chu endured it for a while, and wanted to leave.

He tugged at Lu Zhao's cuffs and was about to speak, when a burst of cheers erupted in front of him, as if he was sending something off the stage, and the crowd behind began to move forward.

It was even more crowded around, Song Chuman didn't know who was bumped into him, and his figure flickered.

Lu Zhao who was on the side pulled him, took him in his direction, and protected him in his arms, the two of them were almost close to each other.

Song Chuman is bent, his posture and distance are very bad, but he still can't retreat.

Lu Zhao looked around, bowed his head and said something, covered by the stage and other sounds.

Song Chuman was at a loss, raised his voice and asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Zhao directly took off the mask, bent down and leaned close to his ear: "Go back?"

The distance was too close, Song Chuman shrank his neck as if he had been burned, and stared at Lu Zhao with his eyes under the mask.

His vision was too dark for Lu Zhao to see clearly. All he knew was that he was in a daze without answering, so he simply dragged him out.

Leaving the vicinity of the stage, there were a lot less people. Lu Zhao asked again: "Go back? I'll see you off."

Song Chuman was worried about what happened just now, and immediately refused: "No, I'll just go back by myself."

Lu Zhao only said, "Shun the way."

"No need," Song Chuman insisted, "I walk slowly."

Lu Zhao was silent, and seemed to realize that something was wrong with him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He couldn't see Song Chuman's expression, so he raised his hand to take off his mask and held it together with his own.

Song Chuman's face turned a little red, Lu Zhao remained calm and looked at him innocently.

Only yesterday Song Chuman felt that Tong Yihang was thinking too much, but Lu Zhao was like this tonight, so he couldn't help but think of something else.

It's best for him to keep a distance from Lu Zhao, but he can't say it directly. If he misunderstood, it would be even more embarrassing.

Song Chuman thought for a while, and said tactfully, "I'm going to call my boyfriend on the way."

Lu Zhao: "..."

He secretly felt that this reason was perfect. He could not only stay away from Lu Zhao, but also remind Lu Zhao that he had a boyfriend.

Lu Zhao said no more: "Okay, you go first, I'll do some shopping nearby."

Song Chuman heaved a sigh of relief, turned and left alone.

After he left, Lu Zhao stared at his back, the curve of his mouth completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a trace of irritability and gloom, he threw away one of the masks in his hand, and walked forward with the other.

**

The next morning, Tong Yihang came to inquire about the news.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: How did you play yesterday?

[An]: It's too crowded, we came back early.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: You won't just walk around and finish the job, right?

Tong Yihang said it was a pity, and then asked him the specific situation last night, implying something.

Song Chuman didn't intend to hide it from him, and he also wanted to know if he had misunderstood.

After he finished speaking, Tong Yihang was silent for a long time without replying.

Song Chuman added another sentence later.

[An]: But he probably didn't mean it.

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]:?

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: Cub, you can have some snacks!

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: He just wants to fuck you!

Tong Yihang stayed outside for a long time, and Song Chuman was taken aback by what he said.

[An]: ...don't talk nonsense.

[Mango Youth League always drops God]: Heh, when I first saw his photo, I thought he was gay.

[An]: You've only seen photos.

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Are the photos not enough?You are too simple, you don't know when you are sold out.

With Tong Yihangyue like this, Song Chuman became more rebellious.

He was away these days, obviously he could take care of himself.

What's more, Tong Yihang had no contact with Lu Zhao at all, yet he described him as a villain with evil plans.

[An]: I don't think so.

After Song Chuman sent the last sentence, he didn't reply to him again.