less expensive than me

On the computer screen, two red dots flickered frequently.

One of them is at a standstill, located in an informal pawn shop on the electronic map, and the other red light spot is moving, and it has already arrived in the neighboring province.

——His baby is gradually moving away from him.

Fu Shiji sat in the consulting room a little tiredly, with his elbow resting on the armrest, and he leaned on the back of his hand with his head sideways.

Last night he rushed back to the other courtyard from abroad, and he did not find Zhuang Yu in the house. The things in the room were hardly moved, and there was no trace of struggle. The room still seemed to be filled with Zhuang Yu's breath, but his The beds were all cold, and he told Fu Shiji clearly that Zhuang Yu had been away for a long time.

He removed all of his mother's eyeliner, even He's mother was no exception. Fu Shiji knew that he was venting his anger, but he was also glad that his rational mother didn't erase Zhuang Yu's life, otherwise he didn't know what he would do the behavior of.

Fu Shiji wanted to find Zhuang Yu immediately, and then lock him in the room completely, so that Zhuang Yu could only see himself, but his reason told him that Zhuang Yu would hate himself.

He didn't want to see the disgust in Zhuang Yu's eyes, so Fu Shiji tried his best to suppress this gloomy thought.

Rubbing his forehead with his fingers, Fu Shiji's eyes never left the red dot representing Zhuang Yu.

"Are you... better?" The psychiatrist pushed open the door and brought Fu Shiji the prepared sedative.

This kind of scene is so similar, there was a trouble a few years ago, but judging from the posture, this time it seems to be more troublesome.Fortunately, Fu Shiji has become more stable now, no, it should be said that he is better able to withstand pain.

Because of the entrustment of Fu's family, the psychiatrist also came into contact with patients with similar illnesses to Fu Shiji's. Almost all of them faced mental breakdown or extreme loss of self in the end.

From this point of view, Fu Shiji seemed to be in the best condition, but it was only on the surface.

"When will he come back?" Fu Shiji asked in a low voice.

The psychiatrist said, "If you want him to come back, you can do it immediately."

If it wasn't for Fu Shiji's intentional refusal to pursue Zhuang Yu's whereabouts, how could Mrs. Fu stop the people he sent, and there would be no chance for Zhuang Yu to come to Lin Province.

"Hey……"

The psychiatrist sighed for a long time. At this time, he no longer had any treatment plan that would be beneficial to Fu Shiji.

In fact, he also knows that Fu Shiji has never really confided his inner thoughts to himself. Fu Shiji does not trust anyone, and is always on guard against the approach of others except Zhuang Yu. Up to now, the psychiatrist still cannot judge Fu Shiji's current state. The truest state of mind.

The psychiatrist smiled wryly. As the person in charge of the Fu family, Fu Shiji's vigilance is naturally indispensable, but his concealment from himself will also make the treatment process develop in a bad direction.

So what he can do now is to fetch sedatives for Fu Shiji like an ordinary nurse, and Fu Shiji can only decide other matters.

Perhaps only if that child stays by his side can Fu Shiji become a normal person.

"The dosage continues to increase. I have to deal with some things and it will take some time."

Fu Shiji took the glass, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed the bitter medicine.

The side branch headed by Fu Zheng is agitating the decadent clan elders, and is triumphantly declaring war on him. He must not relax his vigilance. These obtrusive things must be cleaned up to make Zhuang Yu safer.

Fu Shiji stretched out his fingers, pressed his fingertips on the slowly moving red dot, and softly said to Zhuang Yu, "Obey, I'll pick you up when I'm done."

He could give Shuang Yu some freedom, within a tolerable period, a short, very short time.

On the highway, a white bus speeds past.

Zhuang Yu's consciousness became chaotic during the turbulence. With many accidents and a sleepless night, he fell asleep with his back leaning on the chair. A few hours later, Zhuang Yu was pushed awake by the driver.

There were no other passengers on the bus. When the bus driver checked, he found a small figure curled up in the corner of the seat.

Zhuang Yu woke up, thanked the driver and got out of the car with his luggage. The strange scene in front of him made him retreat a little.

On the bustling street, he didn't know anyone, Zhuang Yu calmed down, clutching his stomach and walking slowly.

Maybe it was because of eating unclean food, or because of being overly nervous, Zhuang Yu's stomach suddenly ached.

When he was young in the orphanage, due to long-term starvation, Zhuang Yu's body was much weaker than his peers. He thought that he had already recuperated in Fu's house.

Zhuang Yu frowned, rubbing his stomach that was getting more and more painful, only then did he realize that it was not.

He still needs to take a bus for more than ten hours to get to Province J, but Zhuang Yu's physical condition can't support him at all now, he needs to eat and rest for a night.

Zhuang Yu searched the information on his mobile phone, saw the familiar name of the shop, and took a taxi to a restaurant he had been to.

He should still have enough money for a few decent meals.

In front of the revolving door, the doorman in a crisp suit stood upright, welcoming the distinguished guests.

The doorman saw Zhuang Yu, who was dragging the suitcase and was exhausted, coming out of the taxi, and walked straight towards here, and immediately stepped forward to politely drive him away.

As a high-end restaurant, the per capita consumption here is naturally high. In order to prevent customers from being unable to pay, the doorman will filter out some people to reduce unnecessary disputes.

Cars, clothing, accessories, and bags are all important criteria for judging.

"Guest, hello, our location has been..."

The door attendant was about to decline when Zhuang Yu approached, and scanned Zhuang Yu carefully, only to find that this boy with half-long hair was not ordinary.

His slightly wrinkled clothes and dusty shoes are custom-made by the season's top brands.

And the suitcase he was carrying had an eye-catching print on the corner, which was the logo of a designer who specially made luxury goods for wealthy families. of the rich and powerful.

The door attendant seldom saw distinguished guests of this level, and he was secretly glad that he had done enough homework, otherwise he would be in trouble if he offended a customer who was not easy to mess with.

"The seat is full?"

Zhuang Yu heard the doorman speak half of the words, and his tone was a little unhappy, except for the cook of Fu's family, he still likes to eat the plain noodles of this family.

"No, no, the seat is specially reserved for you." The door attendant said with a smile, leading Zhuang Yu in, thinking to himself that this might be a little habit of the rich, such as being close to the public life, not choosing to take a luxury car, but Choose to take a taxi or something.

Zhuang Yu didn't dare to waste money.

It was the first time to seriously look at the prices of the meals in this restaurant. The string of zeros behind the numbers made him dizzy. Zhuang Yu couldn’t even buy a decent dish with the money in his hand, so he only ordered one. Vegetarian noodles in clear soup and a glass of water.

The guests who can enter the restaurant have naturally passed the verification, so the waiters did not treat them poorly because of the small number of orders ordered by Zhuang Yu.

Chew slowly, the familiar taste made Zhuang Yu's throbbing stomach better, Zhuang Yu suddenly hated himself for not being able to live up to his expectations, even his stomach had to fight him, and he couldn't even eat cheap food.

But Zhuang Yu no longer had extra money to live in a high-end hotel, so he could only choose a slightly more formal hotel near the passenger station as a foothold. At least it seemed that this place would not allow other people to break into his house in the middle of the night, but Zhuang Yu Yu still cautiously blocked the door tightly with a chair.

The next day, Fu Shiji did not show up.

Zhuang Yu lay on the bed and secretly rejoiced that this was the longest time and the furthest distance he had been away from Fu Shiji, but he could go farther, so far that Fu Shiji didn't bother to look for him.

The transfer vehicle departed very early, and Zhuang Yu got up even earlier, and he couldn't wait to set off.

Standing under the license plate, Zhuang Yu waited for the car to arrive. Suddenly, he became very playful and gently kicked a small stone with his toe.The bus arrived late, Zhuang Yu was the first passenger to get on the bus, and he could reach Province J in more than ten hours.