Zhou Rui was led by the hand the whole way until they got into the car.
He Muchen got into the car, took off his mask, and said to the driver, Xiao Liu, "To the Second People's Hospital."
After Zhou Rui got into the car, she just stood there grinning foolishly, and used her other hand to cover the hand that her husband had touched.
Fearing that her husband's hand might be tainted by the dust in the air, she quickly covered it.
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who was grinning foolishly, and gently stroked his hair, comforting him:
“Zhou Rui, is your illness getting worse? Don’t worry, since I’ve taken this on, I’ll see it through to the end. If it can’t be cured in China, we’ll go abroad.”
Zhou Rui snapped out of her daze, looked up, and met He Muchen's gaze with her large, watery eyes:
"Honey, oops, I can't change my way of addressing you right now, but I will change this bad habit, He Muchen. You have to believe me, I will definitely change this way of addressing you slowly. No, I will change it as soon as possible."
From the moment Zhou Rui saw He Muchen on TV, he was deeply attracted to the handsome and aloof young man.
At that time, he didn't have such bold ideas. As he chased after them, he ended up following a group of young girls calling him "husband." He couldn't help but call them "husband" over and over again.
Thinking that she and He Muchen were from two different worlds and would never cross paths, she silently called He Muchen her husband for ten years. Now, it would be difficult for her to change her mind.
But now He Muchen is right beside me, and he's so gentle in taking me to the doctor. Even though I'm not sick, I still feel warm inside.
However, Zhou Rui quickly snapped out of his daze. How could he cause trouble for his idol? He couldn't continue like this. He had to change how he addressed him as quickly as possible, silently repeating in his mind: He Muchen, He Muchen...
Just as he was silently reciting He Muchen's name in his heart, He Muchen said gently, "If you like calling me that, then call me that. It's just a name."
He Muchen had no idea what Zhou Rui was thinking when he looked at him from inside his little head.
When his big, watery eyes looked at her intently, her Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and her eyes involuntarily drifted to his pink lips, wanting to taste what they were like: they must be very sweet!
During office meetings, he was deeply attracted by this adorable boy who sweetly called him "husband" in front of everyone, and his eyes would unconsciously drift towards him.
When he called her husband, she didn't feel disgusted at all; in fact, she felt a little excited. But when she found out that she was just a substitute, she really wanted to confront the husband he had in his heart.
Considering his mental limitations, a substitute is fine, as long as he's happy. One day, he'll truly call me "husband" and stop being a substitute for anyone else.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Rui bumped his head on the car roof and excitedly grabbed He Muchen's hand: "Can I really call you husband?"
He Muchen blushed involuntarily as he saw the way the man's eyes were fixed on him. He turned his head away and looked ahead.
She didn't try to break free from Zhou Rui's grasp, letting him hold her hand tightly, and he responded by holding it just as tightly.
The driver, seeing his young master being called "husband" by a grown man, didn't get angry and went to beat him up. Instead, his face turned red, and he was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes.
Zhou Rui was still waiting for an answer when the car suddenly braked, and he lost his balance and fell directly onto He Muchen.
His pink lips made intimate contact with his collarbone, and Zhou Rui's face instantly turned red. When he got up from He Muchen, his little head bumped against He Muchen's chin.
Zhou Rui felt even more guilty now. How could she have defiled her husband and then bumped his handsome chin?
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who had sat back down with her head down, her face flushed pink. He felt his heart skip a beat and he didn't know how to breathe to calm himself down.
He Muchen coughed and said to the driver, "Xiao Liu, do you want to retire early? If so, I'll talk to my dad and let you go home and enjoy your retirement sooner."
Zhou Rui, who was originally bowing his head in guilt, was drawn by He Muchen's words and looked up at the driver in front of him. The driver looked to be in his early thirties. He lowered his head, pursed his lips, and swallowed.
He just accidentally braked suddenly, and we're going to let him enjoy retirement early? If I just offended him, am I going to be fired?
Waaah, I finally got a chance from God to sneak into living with my idol, but it looks like that's all going to be ruined now.
Driver Xiao Liu smiled awkwardly. He knew his young master's temper; he wouldn't really fire him, he was just hiding his embarrassment.
"Young Master, a kitten just ran over without me notifying it. It was my negligence. I won't make the same mistake again."
He Muchen didn't say anything more, and looked at Zhou Rui beside him. Zhou Rui was already sitting far away from him by the window, playing with his fingers with his head down.
Looking at how far away he was, He Muchen felt a chill in his heart. He reached out and touched his hair, asking gently, "Were you scared?"
Zhou Rui obediently didn't dare to stop him from touching her, silently reminding herself not to offend him again.
I should cherish the opportunity God gives me to get close to the stars, even if it's just standing silently beside them, I'll be content.
He's an unattainable star, he was, he is, and he will always be. I'm just a star-chaser, so I need to stop being such a fangirl and stop causing him trouble.
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