Do you have a boyfriend

Song Chuman's arms were imprisoned, and his upper body was tightly attached to Lu Zhao.

His attention was all on his ears, the heat made him itchy, and the skin at the base of his ears touched Lu Zhao's cheek.

In the panic, he began to struggle, but Lu Zhao hugged him tighter and tighter, and he was almost dying.

"You...you let go..." Song Chuman raised his head and breathed hard, trying to be still, the arms around his back were loosened.

Lu Zhao asked again: "Did you feel it?"

Song Chuman: "...I feel it, let go."

Only then did Lu Zhao let go slowly, Song Chuman supported the wall and took a deep breath, and Lu Zhao also reached out to help him straighten his crumpled clothes.

Song Chuman took a step back, with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak.

The emotions he had accumulated had already disappeared in all sorts of ways after being manipulated like this. He knew that Lu Zhao was helping him, and he could use this method... He was a little awkward.

"you……"

"Do you remember what I said just now?" Lu Zhao interrupted him.

Song Chu's eyes were full of vigilance, for fear that he would suddenly hug him again: "Remember."

On the other side of the corridor, a staff member probed: "Family over there, your cat is awake."

Lu Zhao responded and went over with Song Chuman.

When the cow cat saw Song Chuman coming in, it barked weakly twice. Song Chuman stepped forward and stroked its head, wanting to feed it some water and food.

The doctor hurriedly stopped him: "I can't feed it now, wait at least seven or eight hours, and you can come and see it tomorrow."

Seeing that Song Chuman and the two had no intention of leaving, he comforted him and said, "We have a special person here to take care of it, and nothing will happen. If you don't worry, you can add a WeChat account and take some photos and videos when the time comes... "

Lu Zhao took out his mobile phone: "Just add mine."

Song Chu swallowed the words that were on his lips.

Although this would trouble Lu Zhao, Lu Zhao has more experience in raising cats than him, so it would be nice if he could help.

The two stayed in the hospital for a while, and Lu Zhao sent Song Chuman back.

He was in a hurry when he came, and Song Chuman only noticed at this time that Lu Zhao's car was black.

Without thinking too much, he sat in the back seat and rolled down a section of the window.

"I'm sorry to trouble you today," he looked into the rearview mirror, "thank you."

Lu Zhao said "um" lightly, and after the car drove for a while, he suddenly said, "Chuman."

Song Chuman raised his head.

"Did you contact anyone else before you called me today?"

"No." Song Chuman lowered his eyelashes. He knew that there would be someone downstairs in the community at that time, but he didn't dare to go.

He is afraid that strangers will look at him strangely.

Under such circumstances, Lu Zhao was the only person he could turn to for help, and it was also the most suitable person.

Lu Zhao smiled, seeming to be in a good mood: "You have to remember, I am someone you can trust."

"If you can't tell the difference, you can leave it to me, your relatives, friends..." Lu Zhao paused, implying, "Lover."

Song Chu thought to himself that he should not be that sick yet.

He has no relatives, and Tong Yihang is the only friend. The two often chat, and Zhao Qi knew it at the beginning.

Lover... Song Chuman subconsciously reached out to touch the phone in his pocket, with a dazed expression.

Every time he had nothing to do, he called his boyfriend.

By the way, he still has a photo.

Could this be fake?

In the hospital, Song Chuman told Lu Zhao that he was afraid that everything now was his fantasy.

When I said this sentence, more than half of it was caused by emotions, just like people who are pessimistic, weary of the world, flustered and excited.

Thinking about it now, in all his cognitions, "boyfriend" has not been confirmed by anyone.

Song Chuman calmed down and vaguely realized the problem.

Lu Zhao was right in front, Song Chuman hesitated, took out his phone and turned to a photo.

The photo was not directly taken with a mobile phone, but a developed photo, and then taken with a mobile phone. The edges and corners have turned yellow, and there are still a few folds in the middle. It looks old, but it is well preserved.

The boy inside was twelve or thirteen years old, sitting on a bench in the yard.

This is the picture his boyfriend took before.

Song Chuman pinched his phone, not knowing how to mention his boyfriend to Lu Zhao.

After Lu Zhao finished speaking, the two fell silent, and the car was very quiet. Song Chuman was unable to speak a few times.

He felt that Lu Zhao seemed to like him.

Song Chuman was inexplicably anxious and flustered, and couldn't explain what he was struggling with until he saw the gate of the community.

Lu Zhao got out of the car with him: "Send you in?"

"No need, I'll just go back by myself." Before leaving, Song Chuman said, "Thank you."

Lu Zhao looked at him quietly for two seconds, his eyes soft: "Call me if you have something to do, I will be there anytime."

Like magic, he took out another box of Wangzai milk from his pocket.

Song Chuman: "...do you carry this with you all the time?"

Lu Zhao directly tore open the straw and fed it, Song Chuman quickly took it and took a sip.

The weather is getting colder and colder, the milk is obviously cold, but it seems to be soaked in Lu Zhao's body temperature, Song Chuman is suddenly reluctant to finish it.

Lu Zhao bent down and approached him, looking straight at him with dark eyes: "Are you happier?"

Song Chuman remained silent, Lu Zhao got the answer from his eyes, stood up straight and opened the car door: "Go back."

**

After returning home, Song Chuman first sent a message to Xiaodeng, asking her not to go to work for the time being, and to keep her salary.

No matter what is going on between him and Cao Yuan, he doesn't want to involve an innocent person again.

Not long after he put down his phone, he picked it up again and clicked on Tong Yihang's profile picture.

[An]: Are you there?

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Here!

Since he couldn't tell Lu Zhao, Song Chuman decided to tell Tong Yihang.

He sent a photo over.

[An]: This is my boyfriend.

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

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: When did it happen? ? ?

[Mango Youth League will always drop God]: May I ask how old is he this year? ? ?Is it because I stayed up late and stayed up too much to see things? ? ?

[Mango Youth League Forever Dropping God]: Wait, I think this person looks familiar? ? ?

The author has something to say: Or2 should be updated around this time in the future