The crescent moon in the sky revealed half of its flawless profile. Doctor Zhang sat on the steps in front of the Mu residence, looking at his phone which had gone off again because no one answered the call, and lit a cigarette with a vicissitudes of life.
Oh... life...
In the bedroom, Zhu Yuanqing leaned against the bed with his forehead supported, while Mu Honghui was tidying up his messy clothes in a wheelchair.
There was a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and the smile on his face was softer than ever. Picking up the glasses on the bed, Mu Honghui said softly, "I'll go rinse my mouth."
"Hmm." Zhu Yuanqing rubbed his forehead. Seeing him about to put on his glasses, he couldn't help but stop him. "Don't wear them. There's dirt on your face."
Mu Honghui was stunned for a moment, then put down his glasses as he was told and said with a smile, "They're not dirty."
Zhu Yuanqing's face froze, and he was choked by him. He looked at the mottled marks on his face with complicated eyes, turned over and got out of bed, and pushed him into the bathroom with an increasingly gentle smile.
There were only his own toiletries here, so Zhu Yuanqing unpacked a new one for him, filled it with water and handed it to him.
"I told you not to eat it. It's not good for your health." Zhu Yuanqing watched him rinse his mouth and took out a clean towel to wet it.
Mu Honghui put down the water cup: "It's okay, I like it very much."
Zhu Yuanqing choked for the second time.
After all, it was to help himself solve the problem. Although it was Mu Honghui who took the initiative first, it was indeed he who lost control. But later, Zhu Yuanqing didn't even push him away and watched him swallow the food.
Handing him the towel, Zhu Yuanqing said, "No, your health is not good to begin with. Observe for a few days. If you feel any discomfort, ask Elder Liu to come and see you."
Mu Honghui's face, hidden under the towel, broke into a huge smile, and the dry land welcomed the long-awaited rain under the scorching sun.
He put the towel down and restrained his facial expression, only frowning, his good mood was visibly visible.
He thought he was going to lose this person...
Like a dead tree coming back to life in spring, his gaze towards Zhu Yuanqing almost blossomed.
Zhu Yuanqing felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, so he walked behind Mu Honghui and helped him push the wheelchair out.
Walking to the bed, the screen of the phone that had fallen on the ground at some point lit up, showing the communication interface.
I almost forgot, they also called a doctor in the car.
Zhu Yuanqing looked at Mu Honghui, wondering if it would be a bad idea for him to leave like this. Mu Honghui seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "There's no one at home. Go and bring him in. We need to see if there are any remaining issues."
"Then I'll go out. Be careful." Zhu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Honghui found it a little funny. How could he, a grown man in his own home, suddenly become a fragile piece of porcelain in Zhu Yuanqing's eyes?
He nodded and watched Zhu Yuanqing leave the room, the gentleness on his face fading little by little.
The progress between the two has far exceeded his expectations, and Mu Honghui will not allow any factors that may destroy their relationship to appear.
After closing the door, Zhu Yuanqing did not rush out, but sat down on the sofa in the hall.
[Ah...] Zhu Yuanqing sighed deeply.
He was the only one in the hall, and this was a good opportunity for him to sort out his chaotic thoughts.
Zhu Yuanqing admitted that he did have some unclear feelings of liking and caring for Mu Honghui.
This is a very common thing for a tasker like him who has traveled through countless worlds. Some people in the headquarters even enjoy the process of having one relationship in each world.
But for Zhu Yuanqing, this was quite incredible.
In past missions, he had never fallen in love with others. Those people in the mission world were just passers-by in his life. He had feelings and thoughts about them, but that was over. He didn't miss them, nor did he need to remember them specially.
In this world, Mu Honghui and I had only known each other for a month, but whether it was his sudden affection or my own intermittent tenderness, it was all too unexpected...
【007】Zhu Yuanqing asked.
[Do you feel like there's something wrong with me in this world? Could it be... I've been influenced by the original owner's love-sickness?]
007 appeared from his mind for the first time, a round white fur ball floating in the air.
[Host, believe me, headquarters' protection measures for you are top-notch. The situation you described will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not occur.]
It uses three absolutes in a row, which shows that it is indeed very reliable.
[As for whether it was right or not…] 007 shook his head. [Logically speaking, it was already wrong when you first met Mu Honghui and agreed to his terms.]
According to the host's temper, someone like Xiangfangyang who can't carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands should have been dealt with long ago. Why would it take so long?
Not to mention the involvement of irrelevant people like Mu Honghui.
Zhu Yuanqing sighed again.
007 drifted closer, the fluffy system ball emitting a faint halo: [In short, host, do whatever you want. No matter what you want to do, 007 will stand by the host.]
Zhu Yuanqing smiled in relief: [Thank you, 007.]
Outside the door, Dr. Zhang took out the last cigarette from the box and was about to light the lighter when a gust of night wind blew by and he sneezed violently.
Zhu Yuanqing, who had just opened the door, took a half step back with some disgust.
"Doctor Zhang?" Mu Honghui noted that it was Doctor Zhang. Zhu Yuanqing asked tentatively, while clenching his hands into fists behind his back.
Dr. Zhang didn't care about the unlit cigarette in his hand and stood up suddenly from the ground. Fortunately, he still remembered the smell of cigarettes on his body and didn't get too close.
His voice was bitter: "Finally it's here."
His eyes swept over the neatly arranged row of cigarette butts at his feet. Zhu Yuanqing nodded, and slowly loosened his hands behind him, without revealing a single flaw on his face. "Sorry for the wait. Doctor Zhang, please come in."
Doctor Zhang hurried in carrying the medicine box.
After a brief examination, Dr. Zhang prescribed Zhu Yuanqing a prescription and said, "The drug you took is very potent, but the body metabolizes it quickly. You'll be fine after tonight. Take this medicine first, and come back to me for a follow-up checkup tomorrow."
Before Dr. Zhang left, Zhu Yuanqing did not forget to ask him to take the clothes away for testing.
"I want to see the results tomorrow afternoon." Mu Honghui said beside him, "This month's salary will be doubled."
Doctor Zhang left with a smile on his face.
After he left, only Zhu Yuanqing and Mu Honghui were left in the bedroom.
Zhu Yuanqing had already sorted out his thoughts and was about to speak when Mu Honghui took out a document and opened it. It was the contract that Zhu Yuanqing had signed earlier.
Then, without hesitation, he tore it in half.
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