Given his symptoms, the doctor advised him to start with his past traumas and the people around him, and to find a 'cure' that could help him recover as soon as possible.
However, he was unwilling to attend the banquet.
He preferred to stay in seclusion, hiding in his studio and enduring the torment of his illness, rather than seek out medical help.
Because he didn't believe that such a person existed.
Why waste time?
This was his secret; even his only relative, his grandmother, was unaware of it.
Grandmothers are getting old, and if they find out that their grandson is sick, they will inevitably be worried and fearful.
The old man forced him to appear on a dating reality show, so he immediately went to a psychologist and got enough medication.
At least it will allow him to behave like a normal person during this month of isolation.
But this hard-won semblance of normalcy crumbled the moment he first touched Fu Yu's skin.
Every cell in my body relaxed, as if I were soaking in a hot spring. All the tension, anxiety, and repression vanished in an instant.
But there was very little dust on Fu Yu's face, so she wiped it clean quickly.
Fingertips leaving delicate skin are like a traveler who has lost their way.
The flames that suddenly ignited within his body darted about wildly, unable to find an outlet.
He could only clutch the crumpled piece of paper tightly, clinging to the last vestiges of life within it, to keep going.
When he saw that Fu Yu was almost sitting with other male guests to eat, his mind went blank, and jealousy and anger were instantly ignited.
The familiar burning sensation returned.
He pulled out the chair next to him, hoping to escape this torment by following Fu Yu's scent.
But to his utter surprise, the girl smiled at him, her palm resting on his abs, gently exploring them.
He acted with nonchalance and perfection.
But her heart had already melted into a puddle of water, and all the nerves in her body seemed to be focused on that small patch of skin that Fu Yu had touched.
So this is what a comfortable feeling is like.
He used to live such a pitiful, miserable life!
The little girl is a tool in a dating reality show; according to the rules, she must flirt with everyone.
What kind of tool is this?!
Fu Yu was his medicine, his only medicine.
He must have her.
The Mu family is the biggest sponsor of the show, and he wants Fu Yu, who is his chosen partner.
Mu Yanshi wished he could hold Fu Yu in his arms at all times and not allow anyone to get close to Fu Yu.
But he also knew that Fu Yu had just been harassed by a scumbag.
If he acts too impatiently, he will definitely scare her.
"If I said I was sick, would you believe me?"
Mu Yanshi gently hugged Fu Yu, "I have a very strange illness. When it flares up, I have to touch a specific person to relieve the symptoms."
"That specific person is you."
Mu Yan carefully considered his words, trying to figure out how to express himself in a way that wouldn't make him seem like a lecherous pervert.
"Ding dong, host's current mission progress is 1/3."
An artificial voice echoed in Fu Yu's mind.
This time, the mission no longer requires the male protagonist's affection level; instead, the male protagonist must voluntarily reveal three secrets about him.
The first secret has now been collected.
When Fu Yu hugged Mu Yan, she wrapped her arms around his waist and nestled herself tightly into his embrace.
"I see. Is Brother Mu feeling any better now?"
"Um."
Mu Yan felt a strange itch in her throat for no reason.
His insatiable nature resurfaced.
A simple hug doesn't seem to be enough for him anymore.
He wanted... a kiss.
Just like last time, she pressed her soft lips against his skin.
No, that's not enough.
More.
More.
Just as his mind was filled with all sorts of bad thoughts, there was an irregular knocking sound at the door.
Mu Yanshi frowned.
Why can't this damn villa just be for him and Fu Yu?
Why does someone always have to disturb his and Fu Yu's time together?
Ji Chen didn't hear a response, so he tilted his head and took out his phone to call Fu Yu.
Fu Yu hurriedly hung up the phone and pointed to the door.
"Brother Mu, please let go of me first."
"no."
Mu Yanshi's gaze was deep as he cupped Fu Yu's face in his hands.
"When you go out with Ji Chen, you are not allowed to smile at him, call him brother, look at his profile, touch his abs... and you are not allowed to like him."
It was all Song Yichen's fault for disrupting his plans.
The Mu family is Song Yichen's biggest client. If Mu Yanshi is injured, Song Yichen will definitely be the first to take him to the hospital and then go to his grandmother to claim credit.
Thinking of Song Yichen, Mu Yanshi gritted his teeth even more.
Even though Song Yichen had been chatting with Jiang Lu and they had chosen each other as date partners, it was still a long time.
But Mu Yanshi had already discovered Song Yichen's true colors.
His disgusting fox-like eyes kept glancing at Fu Yu behind him.
He even muttered Fu Yu's name in a pretentious tone.
"And Song Yichen, don't talk to him."
Mu Yanshi wanted to disguise himself as a big bad wolf slowly approaching the little white sheep, but how could he easily suppress his obsessive and morbid desires?
Even if one's actions are restrained, one's words and eyes cannot lie.
Fu Yu tilted her head, "Is this also for Brother Mu's medical treatment?"
Mu Yanshi frowned slightly.
"yes."
"My illness has made me a bit possessive."
His voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed a little guilty.
"Okay, it's because Brother Mu is so good to me. I'll take good care of Brother Mu too."
Fu Yu tiptoed and lightly kissed Mu Yanshi's cheek.
But this time, Mu Yanshi quickly turned his face away.
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