I am Murong Fu

Fu made the best plan, sold the house to the right price, and then helped him buy a new house near the school. The rest of the things that were valuable or worthless, and those that kept their value were invested, and he also bought them according to his own price. Investing with a professional eye, the income in the future is enough for Murong Fu to live comfortably without working.

He wanted to give him the best, so when he was busy with Murong Fu, he was happy with it.

It's just that when he dealt with it, he subconsciously didn't ask Murong Fu for any opinion.

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Murong Fu's recovery was faster than he had imagined. It seemed that when he returned to school to receive his certificate, he was no longer as usual. He was still laughing heartlessly, as if he had come out of grief.

Su Zhe always felt that there was something missing or something more in Murong Fu's smile, but he couldn't understand it.

When taking graduation photos, Su Zhe stayed by Murong Fu's side the whole time. He protected him and looked at the parents taking photos with their children all over the campus. He was afraid that something would arouse his sadness, so he simply hooked him and left Campus, "Take me to dinner."

"Okay." Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then slowly smiled, "But our graduation meal..."

"Anyway, those people have nothing to see." Su Zhe quickly interrupted him.

"Okay." Murong Fu nodded, and obediently sat in the passenger seat. Su Zhe leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt.

This has been Su Zhe's habitual action since the first time he sat in Su Zhe's car

"I'm thinner." This time when he fell on him, Su Zhe didn't hold back after all, but wrapped his hands around Murong Fu's waist, saying with some distress.

He didn't have much flesh in the first place, but in this short period of time, his bones were gone, and his face, which had always been fat like a baby, had shrunk a bit.

"It's okay." Murong Fu woke up from the state of daze, looked down at Su Zhe, suddenly smiled, and answered without caring at all.

The two of them were so close, his eyelashes could be counted, and his shallow breath seemed to spray on his face when he spoke.

Su Zhe was stunned for a moment before realizing his gaffe. He quickly sat up straight and went to drive without taking his eyes off it.

During the meal, the two had conflicts again.

In other words, it wasn't a contradiction at all, because Murong Fu just glanced at him, then put down his chopsticks, "I'm full."

"I'm doing it for your own good. If you look for a job rashly like this now, what can you do? You might as well listen to me and prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination for one year, and stay in school in the future." Seeing that empty expression appear on his face again , Su Zhe was angry and anxious, and his voice couldn't help being louder.

"You said yes." Murong Fu sat across from him, his eyes were lowered, his long eyelashes flickered slightly, but he had an extremely indifferent expression.

Su Zhe clenched the fork in his hand, feeling a wave of anger that he couldn't vent.

He knew that Murong Fu was dissatisfied that he intercepted his application letter without his consent, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.It doesn't make much sense whether or not to go to that kind of small company, and Murong Fu is not short of that salary, so why bother to work hard to be ordered by others.He has a pure personality, and he doesn't want to get involved in those bullshit intrigues, so how can he be let go somewhere else? According to Su Zhe's idea, it is enough for Murong Fu to stay quietly on campus. He has plenty of ways to wait for him to graduate. After graduation, he was arranged to stay in school, and then the journey went smoothly.

He is doing it for his own good, why he doesn't understand.

Although he didn't blame him at all, and he never talked back to Su Zhe, it just made Su Zhe feel more angry.If Murong Fu argues with him, he can still express his thoughts loudly, but he glanced at him so nonchalantly and said hello, he explained that it seemed like he was being rude.

Sure enough, no matter whether he was angry, angry, or explaining, Murong Fu's expression did not change.

Su Zhe only felt annoyed for a while, wishing to throw the knife and fork away, but he couldn't bear it, so he suppressed his temper and gave him the steak that had been cut on the plate, "Since you said you are not angry, then eat this thing , Don’t be like a child and don’t eat when you lose your temper.”

"I'm really full." Murong Fu said lightly, with a tired tone.

Su Zhe didn't speak, but stared at Murong Fu urgently.

Murong Fu followed him and looked at each other for a moment, then sighed, but lowered his head, slowly picked up the meat on the plate with chopsticks and began to eat.

He likes to eat steak, but he is not used to using a knife and fork, so Su Zhe always cuts it up, ask him for a pair of chopsticks, and he eats slowly.

Su Zhe is not particular about food, as long as he can satisfy his hunger, but for the sake of Murong Fu, he is familiar with all the big and small shops in this city.

Murong Fu was staring intently at him, slowly eating the steak bite by bite, and finally finished the whole plate. Seeing this, Murong Fu continued to work hard, and passed a bowl of thick soup, followed by fruit salad...

He is too thin, so thin it hurts.

Murong Fu didn't make another sound, he just ate everything slowly, and then left with him.

In the evening, when we arrived at home, Su Zhe was about to talk to him, but he saw Murong Fu covering his mouth and going to the bathroom, and then threw up on the toilet. There, he almost vomited out everything in his stomach, and even retched for a long time before slowly stopping.

Su Zhe stayed there, hugging the weak and closed eyes, not knowing what to say.

The doctor came and left the medicine after the examination. Before leaving, he said to Su Zhe, "The patient has suffered from mental stomach problems for a long time, so he'd better pay attention to his diet. If he doesn't want to eat, don't eat it." Make him eat."

"Then what if he starves to death." Su Zhe was unwilling to accept this answer.

"The patient is very self-disciplined, so there is no need to worry about this situation." Regarding Su Zhe's paranoia, the doctor also had no choice.

"But he's too thin." Su Zhe frowned and clenched his hands nervously.

"There are different standards for things like fat and thin, but from a medical point of view, Mr. Murong is determined to be in the normal standard, so there is really no need to force him." The doctor explained with a big head, and then repeatedly warned Su Zhe not to take things for granted. In this situation, Murong Fu has no physical disease in his stomach. If he insists on letting Murong Fu eat, he might as well take him to see a psychiatrist.

Hearing this, Su Zhe felt heavy in his heart. After sending the doctor away, he went back to the bedroom by himself. Seeing the person with his eyes closed tightly buried in the quilt, he felt mixed emotions.

"If you can't eat anymore, why didn't you tell me." He knelt on the side of the bed, quietly grabbed Murong Fu's hand on the quilt, and muttered to himself.

"Will it work for you?" Murong Fu opened his eyes and asked calmly.

He didn't fall asleep.

Looking at his calm eyes, Su Zhe found that he couldn't say anything.

The author has something to say: Alas, finally sorted it out, I'm exhausted.

I want to start a new article about the modern life of Su and Mu. Cough, of course the storyline is different from this one. I don’t know what you think.