Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

With a sudden cramp in her calf, Zhong Yi woke up startled on the empty big bed.

He had many dreams in one night, all about the past.

It has been three years since I followed Lu Hezhang, and more than two years have passed in the college life I once dreamed of.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the message. Lu Hezhang didn't reply to him, and it seemed that he hadn't returned all night.

He counted on his fingers, plus today, Lu Hezhang has not been back for a whole week.

It seemed that since he moved in, Lu Hezhang seldom went home.

Zhong Yi put his phone aside, put on his clothes and got out of bed. Frequent nightmares made him hungry and thirsty, and he could bear the hunger, but his desire to drink water was impossible.He went downstairs and opened the refrigerator and filled himself with a large glass of ice water. After returning to his room, he picked up his phone again.

Click on the chat page with Lu Hezhang, the other party has not replied to the message for three days.

Torn between "I don't want to be too annoying" and "I really miss Mr. Lu", Zhong Yi edited and edited, and carefully sent a message:

Mr. Lu, are you coming back today?

Of course there was no reply.

After living here for three years, Zhong Yi has gotten used to this kind of one-way passionate life.

Lu Hezhang seems to be always very busy, too busy to reply messages, too busy to go home, even if he returns home, he won't have much communication with Zhong Yi.

Of course, he is not the domineering president in romance novels, unlike the latter, who has nothing to do every day except make his little wife happy.

Lu Hezhang's business needs to be managed by him. There are always dangers in the business field. If you are not careful, the entire company will suffer heavy losses. Sometimes Lu Hezhang will stay in the office for a whole week for work.

Zhong Yi thought about it carefully, the last time he talked to Lu Hezhang for more than three sentences seemed to be half a month ago.

That day when Zhong Yi went downstairs, he bumped into Lu Hezhang who was coming back from outside, and asked a lot: "Mr. Lu, why did you come back so early today?"

Lu Hezhang handed the coat to the maid, hummed without raising his head, but did not answer the reason.

"Then are you home for dinner?"

"Ah."

"Great."

"you are happy?"

"No, I'm just..."

Then Lu Hezhang went back to the room.

……

Zhong Yi knew his identity very well, he was "given" to Lu Hezhang as a pawn, and in exchange for him, Lu Hezhang gave his father a hand.

With help, his father made a comeback and started the business again, but on Zhong Yi's side, Lu Hezhang didn't show the slightest interest in him except for the initial "you are my man" which had no clear meaning.

Lu Hezhang gave him a superior life and paid for him to go to college, but he just put him in his own home and left him in the cold.

The only requirement is not to interfere with his life.

He also said that as long as it doesn't interfere with him, it's fine for Zhong Yi to fall in love if he wants to.

Even if the domineering president in the novel doesn't like the canary he got in exchange for his own interests, he still has to domineeringly ask the other party not to be ambiguous with others, but why, Zhong Yi thought distressedly, why am I so free?

Did I come to Lu Hezhang's house as a decoration? !

In the past three years, Zhong Yi has matured day by day, and his thinking has also changed a little bit. From the feeling of humiliation at the beginning to the present... it seems that he is still a little bit happy.

But—Zhong Yi stretched out her limbs in the dark, lay flat on the bed, and sighed slightly.

The slight hunger made him feel a little uncomfortable. He didn't know whether it was his stomach or his heart, which was sore and bloated.

He doesn't really want this kind of freedom anymore.