Mu Yanshi's heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and the palm of his hand still had the warmth of Fu Yu's body.
Where did she go?
Captured by Song Yichen?
Or choose to leave him with Song Yichen?
Countless terrible thoughts flashed through Mu Yanshi's mind.
My feet felt suspended in the air, my throat felt tight, and my scalp felt numb.
He lost his usual calmness and composure and hurried to the second-floor balcony.
The hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer. Jiang Lu trembled twice and opened her eyes in pain.
All I could see was Mu Yanshi kneeling on the ground.
He loosened his tie, his face grim, veins bulging, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and hitting the back of his hands.
This was not the first time she saw Mu Yan in such a miserable state.
In his previous life, he would lock himself in his room every few days.
When Jiang Lu broke into the house after picking the lock, she saw Mu Yanshi hugging herself tightly, shaking uncontrollably, with a distorted face.
Scary and weird.
It felt like touching something unspeakable and contraband.
Later, she sneaked into his studio and found the medical records, knowing that he was suffering from dermatitis.
When the disease occurs, the only way to relieve the symptoms is to touch the skin of others.
Then why didn't he touch her when he was ill?
Jiang Lu didn't think about this.
It was just natural to think that Mu Yanshi locked her in the villa because she could save him.
She is his medicine.
"Mu Yanshi."
Hearing the sound, Mu Yanshi's scarlet eyes discovered Jiang Lu in the corner.
"Ayu, where is Ayu?"
He approached Jiang Lu step by step, sweating profusely and gasping for breath.
Jiang Lu knew that he was ill.
He desperately needs the touch and comfort of others.
Jiang Lu suddenly felt a strange sense of happiness in her heart.
When Mu Yanshi's life was at stake, the person who stayed by his side was her.
It is like lovers who have gone through layers of difficulties and been separated by their lovers, but will eventually get married.
Even if she leaves in a tantrum and chooses another man, even if Mu Yan is fascinated by other women
Fate will still push them towards each other.
"Mu Yanshi, I'm here to help you..."
When Jiang Lu's fingertips were about to touch Mu Yanshi's skin, he pushed them away mercilessly.
"Don't touch me, I want Fu Yu, I want my Ah Yu, tell me, where did Song Yichen take Fu Yu, speak up!"
Mu Yanshi grabbed Jiang Lu's shoulders.
The veins on his arms were bulging with ferocious force, and the force was so great that it almost crushed Jiang Lu.
"Mu Yanshi, I know you have dermatitis."
"If Fu Yu can be a bastard, so can I."
"Just you?"
Mu Yanshi pushed Jiang Lu away in disgust.
Mu Yanshi's mouth was dry and his mind was in a mess. He no longer concealed the evil in his heart. He pinched Jiang Lu's neck and spoke in a harsh tone.
"I don't know where you got the information about my illness. Do you think you can control me just because you know my weakness?"
"How can you compare yourself to Fu Yu? I have a disease that only Fu Yu can cure!"
Jiang Lu's eyes darkened instantly.
Even when Mu Yanshi touched her skin, he still felt cold all over and his eyes were bloodshot.
Jiang Lu was never his antidote.
The foundation that supported her last bit of pride collapsed.
"Brother Mu."
Fu Yu's voice was weak and soft.
Mu Yanshi blinked in disbelief to make sure it wasn't an auditory hallucination.
It’s Fu Yu!
He immediately let go of Jiang Lu and hugged Fu Yu in his arms.
A faint aroma wrapped in the smell of medicine filled the tip of the nose.
The smell of medicine...
Mu Yanshi's alarm bells rang. He held Fu Yu's cheeks with both hands and looked around nervously.
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