After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

"Then you are allergic to mutton oil and went to eat boiled mutton with us, did you do it on purpose?"

Mu Song didn't follow him.

Thinking of Lu Yuan casually talking about his suet oil allergy when the doctor analyzed the cause, Mu Song felt very uncomfortable.

For so many years, Lu Yuan has never mentioned this matter, and Mu Song, besides boiled mutton, does not like to eat mutton in other ways, so he has never had the opportunity to find out.

But shouldn't Lu Yuan himself be clear about it?Why do we still have to "test the poison"?

Thinking of Lu Yuan's usual method of "sacrificing children to play wolves", Mu Song squinted his eyes, thinking that this dog man definitely did it on purpose.

"I... I didn't intend to move my chopsticks."

But Lu Yuan still had a pitiful and innocent expression, which made Mu Song stunned. After thinking about it, Lu Yuan really didn't move his chopsticks much during the meal tonight.

In the first half, he was busy doing things, but in the second half he simply folded his hands and sulked. The only thing he ate was the few vegetable leaves he threw to him, which were full of the suet in the pot.

Mu Song: ...

"Ahem... I don't know that you are allergic to mutton oil. Besides, should I just eat it if I give it to you? When did you become so obedient?"

"The essence of the five views, isn't the first view just to think about the hard-won food?"

Lu Yuan leaned closer to Mu Song again, his hands that had not been pricked loosely embraced Mu Song, and said in a low voice, "It's not easy for you to pinch..."

……

Mu Song nodded, looking at Lu Yuan's hairy head resting on his shoulder, a strange emotion crawled through his heart.

At the Three Towers Temple, when I explained the Five Views to Lu Yuan, I thought he was just asking casually, but I didn't expect that he would really take it to heart, let alone that he would try to follow this principle.

Lu Yuan is really changing, changing himself according to the way he likes, Mu Song was shocked, but he couldn't be happy at all.

During this period of time, he was forced to look directly at his current feelings for Lu Yuan and ask himself, after ten years of love, it is difficult to let go overnight.

But he also knows that the current self is no longer the paranoid who lived for love ten years ago.

Once, that paranoid could merge his life track into Lu Yuan's orbit for Lu Yuan, follow his footsteps completely, and everything was oriented towards him.

Now, the paranoid illness is cured, and he has his own goal, and this goal obviously cannot go the same way with Lu Yuan.

At this time, if he compromises because of Lu Yuan's relentless pursuit, I am afraid that the next step is to be forced to give up his goal and become the man behind President Lu again.

Mu Song didn't believe Lu Yuan's nonsense, he knew that if he really softened his heart and rebuilt the old one, Lu Yuan would always have a way to coax him back to G City.

After all, Lu Yuan can make concessions on small things, but he will never make any concessions on big things, especially on becoming the real power holder of the Lu Group.

In the past two or three months, the energy Lu Yuan spent on him may have already overdrawn his share for the next few decades. Mu Song doesn't believe that Lu Yuan can really stick to the two cities for him.

Therefore, rationally, Mu Song knew that he should simply cut the mess as soon as possible.

But in the face of Lu Yuan's obsession with attacking both body and mind, Mu Song had to admit that his morality was not enough, and he would be uncontrollably upset and produce inexplicable emotions.

"Hey……"

Mu Song was deeply helpless, and without holding his breath, he let out a straight sigh.

And when he sighed, Lu Yuan immediately became nervous, raised his face, and asked with concern.

"What's the matter? Are you sleepy? Go to sleep first, it will probably take a while. I'll call you when I'm done."

Mu Song glanced at the four salt water bottles hanging above, reckoning that he would not be able to lose them all in two or three hours.

But as an escort, he was supposed to observe the patient's condition at any time. How could he sleep by himself and let the patient with a high fever look at it by himself?

"I'm not sleepy. If you have a fever, just take a nap first. I'll help you watch the drip."

Mu Song yawned and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost one o'clock, and it was indeed his usual bedtime.

Lu Yuan stared at him for a long time, said nothing, then lowered his head and leaned against Mu Song's neck.

"Then let's chat..."

"What do you want to talk about?"

Lu Yuan was silent for a while.

"Why don't I tell you a few books I've read recently?"

"Yawn...Okay, tell me."

The books that Lu Yuan read are usually related to finance and technology. Mu Song has never been interested in it, and he feels sleepy when he touches it. He spoke without saying a word.

But as he listened, Mu Song began to lose his mind. As he walked, he felt drowsy. Before he knew it, he fell asleep slowly, until the sound of a cart sliding woke him up.

"Oh, it's really okay, the patient is awake, and the nurse sleeps so soundly."

The little nurse on the night shift was young and quite angry. Even though Mu Song was still half asleep, he could clearly see her rolling her eyes several times.

Mu Song: ...

"I... I fell asleep? Why didn't you call me?"

Mu Song rubbed his eyes, and found that he was held in Lu Yuan's arms, and his coat was still on his body.

"Why did I call you? I'm already very happy that you can accompany me here."

As Lu Yuan said, he kissed Mu Song tenderly on the forehead, which made the little nurse's eyelids twitch.

"Okay, let's go back quickly, and continue to observe at night. If the fever rises above 39 degrees, take antipyretics in time."

After a few instructions, the nurse pushed the trolley carrying the bottles and walked away.

After taking a nap, Mu Song's spirit improved a lot, and he helped the sick Lu back home, and put him on the bed without any explanation.

"Hurry up and go to bed. If you are sick, you need to rest more."

Mu Song looked at the thermometer, it was still 38 degrees. Although he didn't need to take medicine, he must still feel uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he was going home to get Lu Yuan a fever-reducing patch.

"You, can you stay with me? Just lie down with me, and I promise not to do anything..."

Seeing that Mu Song was about to leave, Lu Yuan sat up regardless and grabbed him.

Mu Song: ...

"Didn't you hear the nurse tell you to continue to observe? Don't worry, out of humanitarianism, I won't leave you alone."

"then you……"

……

"I'm going to get you a fever-reducing patch! Oh, why didn't I find you so clingy before?

Really, I'm a lot of age, I don't take care of my body, it's like this, and I'm still chattering, I should lie down and rest quickly! "

Mu Song cursed, but patiently pushed Lu Yuan back on the bed, then turned around and went home to get the anti-fever stickers and a few ice packs.

And when he returned, Lu Yuan had already fallen asleep.

After putting the anti-fever stickers on Lu Yuan, Mu Song was afraid that he would fall asleep again, so he took some pillows, put them on the carpet beside the bed, and sat cross-legged on them.

In order to let Lu Yuan sleep well, Mu Song did not turn on the bedroom light, but to refresh himself, he opened the door to let the light from the corridor lamp in the living room penetrate faintly, so that he could see Lu Yuan's face clearly.

The fever subsided a little, and the previous red fever dissipated, revealing a sickly paleness, which was very different from his usual elite appearance.

Mu Song had only seen Lu Yuan like this a few times in the past ten years, and the one that impressed him the most was the gastric bleeding three years ago.

It was a charity dinner held in City G, and almost all the guests were celebrities from the political and business circles.

This kind of social activity is part of work for Lu Yuan.

Unlike other guests who went out in pairs, Lu Yuan usually went alone.

Although Mu Song had no interest in such activities at all, and was even a little bit resistant, he felt a little uncomfortable that Lu Yuan never showed his intentions.

Although the beginning of their relationship was a bit off the table, but these years have passed, and they are becoming more and more like a real couple.

Although bumps and stumblings are unavoidable, there are also warm and sweet moments, but whether it is good or bad, it is only between the two of them, and it is rarely shown in front of outsiders.

Mu Song has no social connections, so it doesn't matter much, but Lu Yuan, who has a well-developed social network, doesn't seem to plan to make their relationship public. He is rarely brought to gatherings among acquaintances, let alone attending social dinners.

After a long time, Mu Song, who was "hidden in a golden house" by President Lu, inevitably complained a few times. Lu Yuan heard it, but turned him around and taught him a lesson.

"You can't drink or talk. I can't help you at all if I take you there. I have to devote my energy to take care of you."

"I'm not a three-year-old child, do I need you to take care of me?"

Mu Song was not annoyed, thinking that this was just another set of rhetoric by Lu Yuan. It was not until after the charity dinner that he realized that Lu Yuan was not lying.

Over the years, because of the increasing influence of his writing, and because of his increasing contact with social welfare, Mu Song gradually came up with the idea of ​​operating public welfare projects.

Therefore, when he learned that there would be many founders of well-known public welfare organizations attending the dinner, Mu Song was moved, and finally asked Lu Yuan to take him with him.

Originally, I came here with the attitude of learning, but I didn't expect it, but I realized the hypocrisy and hypocrisy of the "high-level social circle".

One night, I can't remember how many people I nodded, clinked glasses with, and said a few casual words, and he, as Lu Yuan's rumored partner, suddenly appeared on social occasions, which attracted extra attention.

Those elites who usually look like dogs, for some reason, took advantage of Lu Yuan's work elsewhere, and came to toast him one after another.

Mu Song couldn't figure out the background of these people, so he couldn't refuse rashly, but after drinking a few glasses of low-alcohol wine, he became a little dizzy.

"Are you stupid? Don't you say that you are allergic to alcohol?"

Mu Song remembered that Lu Yuan "rescued" him from the crowd, grabbed him aside, educated him bitterly, and ordered him to stay by his side all the time.

Later, when someone came to toast, Lu Yuan half-stopped and half-substituted. One person drank the amount of two people, and at the end of the drink, he vomited blood.

That time, Mu Song was terrified. Fortunately, the Lu family's private doctor arrived quickly, treated him briefly, and sent him to a private hospital where he stayed for a week.

Lu Yuan lying on the hospital bed was as pale and weak as he is now, but in Mu Song's heart at that time, he was the hero who protected him behind him, not the scoundrel who is sick and spoiled today.

Recalling the past and looking at the sick rascal in front of him, Mu Song had a headache.

"What should I do with you?"

Mu Song didn't understand.

At dawn, he touched Lu Yuan's forehead, and the fever had subsided, so Mu Song was relieved, leaned on the side of the bed, closed his eyes and got up.

When Lu Yuan woke up and saw Mu Song lying on the bed, he was moved and distressed, and wanted to hug him to the bed, but Mu Song woke up as soon as he sat up.

"Are you awake? Let's take your temperature again."

Mu Song stood up and handed the thermometer to Lu Yuan.