Stop taking medicine, eat candy

Fu Huai's treatment notes:

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Symptom name: Voyeurism

Disease number: A-XI

World number: 12

Main symptoms: Lu Yan can't help but peek at Fu Huai.

Hazard class: III

Treatment: Let him watch.

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No matter the time of day, the incessant ringing of your cell phone and knocking on the door from someone close or not is always the culprit that breaks the morning tranquility and has the potential to spoil an otherwise beautiful day.

It is also inevitable today.

A ball of quilt on the ground moved, and a pale hand stretched out from below. Like a snake looking for food, it groped for the cell phone that was still ringing against the crumpled sheet, and then the hand was connected to the cell phone. They quickly dragged back to the ground together, and retracted into the warm nest at a faster speed.

"Lu Yan?"

"..."

"Hello, is that Lu Yan?"

"No."

A furry head emerged from the quilt.

"who are you?"

"I don't know, probably someone who will hang up on you if you say another word of nonsense."

"Don't be like this, Lu Yan, this time it's good news." The character on the opposite side laughed.

"We have work to do."

An hour later, when Lu Yan finally sat down at the table, all the information about the target named Fu Huai had been received on his mobile phone, including height, weight, age, occupation, family address and suspected sexual orientation.

No, don't get it wrong, in this new era, Lu Yan is certainly not a killer.

He is a private detective, but there are not many murder cases that require him to display his talents. More often, his job is to follow a wife, take pictures of her and her lover to his husband, and get money; or follow a Husband, the process behind is similar to the above.

It sounds like a paparazzi job or a bastard meal, but Lu Yan would rather be called a private detective.

"Listen well, our goal this time is tricky." Lu Yan's partner said.

"why?"

"Because this Fu Huai is unmarried."

"Then what are you going to shoot?"

"His relationship status, whether there is a man or woman around him who may become his future boyfriend or girlfriend."

"It's just inexplicable, is he a star?"

"No."

"Is he particularly rich?"

"nor."

"Then he..."

"He's handsome."

"...I can't do this kind of thing. Legally speaking, whoever he falls in love with is his freedom...We have no right..."

"The employer is very generous, very generous. Photographing him alone is worth photographing five beautiful mistresses."

"No problem, I'm the best at this kind of thing."

"You will start today, right? I know you are the most diligent, Lu Yan, come on~"

"..." He knew that an early call was indeed the beginning of a nightmare.

Lu Yan had no choice but to walk out of his house in the morning and start working.

At the beginning, the objectives of this mission looked the same as Lu Yan's previous objectives, except that he was a little more handsome.

Well, maybe more than a little... You can't have fantasies about the appearance of a 50-[-]-year-old middle-aged uncle who cheated, but you can for a fresh meat in his early twenties.

No wonder there are fools who pay such a high price for people to confirm his love status.

Lu Yan licked his lips, took another sip of hot cocoa, looked at that pretty face through the glass window, chatted with a few familiar colleagues, and walked out of the company's door... Then he said goodbye to his colleagues, a People walked into the coffee shop where Lu Yan was.

Bad luck, I really didn't know he had a pre-lunch coffee habit, or I'd be looking for a different place.

Lu Yan slandered and lowered his peaked cap, lowered his head and pretended to be an Internet addicted teenager who was obsessed with mobile phones.

Fu Huai walked in and happened to walk right beside Lu Yan.

"Hello, is there anyone here?"

"There is an empty table behind you." Lu Yan deliberately lowered his voice.As a successful private detective, keeping a distance from the target is a must.

"Ah, it's okay, I like the seat by the window." Fu Huai sat down opposite him as if he didn't hear what he said, put his hands on the table comfortably, and ordered a cup of coffee.

"The sunshine here is very good." He narrowed his eyes and smiled at Lu Yan. "It's rare to have such good weather this winter. Although it's a warm winter, there's a little too much rain. What do you think?"

Lu Yan's body moved back imperceptibly, and he realized belatedly that he had been accosted!Being targeted by his mission, on the first day he just started the mission!

shame!Shame on a doomed private eye!

"I don't feel it. I hardly ever go out." He didn't dare to lift his head, and continued to poke at his phone, switching from QQ to WeChat to browser, even though he didn't know what was on his phone. WTF.

"If you have time, you should go out for a walk, otherwise you won't be able to drink such delicious coffee, right? I know there is a restaurant recently..."

Well, now I at least know his sexual orientation, not all fruitless.

"I can order takeaway, myself." Lu Yan interrupted him.

"Of course." Fu Huai laughed happily, as if Lu Yan had just told a very funny joke. "Now that mobile phones and food delivery have been invented, we have to make the best use of them."

Lu Yan's cell phone rang suddenly, he hummed twice and then stood up.

"Sorry." Lu Yan raised his head for the first time since Fu Huai sat down, and he was immediately caught by the bright smile on his face.

"I have to go," he explained.

"It doesn't matter." Fu Huai raised his glass and continued to smile at him. "You're so cute, bye."

Lu Yan turned off the alarm clock on his mobile phone and ran away. When he went out, he saw the man with flushed cheeks on the glass door and wanted to punch him.

Lu Yan's partner called Lu Yan.

"How's it going?"

"Not very good."

"how?"

"The mission target struck up a conversation with me."

"..." (an awkward and puzzled silence)

"He chatted with me about the weather and coffee and praised me for being cute."

"..." (a flustered and bewildered silence)

"I, I think he's quite handsome." Lu Yan stumbled.

"..." (a moment of silence in disbelief and hatred)

"...beep, beep, beep."

The phone was hung up, and Lu Yan sighed.

He considers himself a Sherlock Holmes, but he doesn't have curly hair, and his Watson clearly doesn't trust him.

Of course, Lu Holmes Yan is not such a person who gives up easily after a setback. A few days later, on a weekend when Fu Huai was swimming, he pretended to be an otaku who strayed into the gym and sweated profusely on the treadmill beside him. He was carefully observing whether Fu Huai had any intimate contact with the people swimming with him.

Gym romances are even more frequent than office romances, according to some unreliable survey by an expert whose name he doesn't remember, with an unknown sample size in which country.

Although he doesn't know the reason behind it, Lu Yan speculates that it may be because people emit more hormones that make people fall in love when they exercise, especially when they take off some clothes on their bodies.

And Fu Huai...Fu Huai is obviously a typical example, Lu Yan secretly looked at him out of the corner of his eye, and he was obviously not the only one who did this.

He was tall and well-proportioned when he was wearing clothes, his shoulders were broad and his waist was thin even through the shirt, but he was even worse when he was undressed than when he was wearing them.His complexion is very fair, but it's not overly pale like Lu Yan's. It's white with a little bit of warmth and vitality, moistened with blood, and the muscles on his body are just right where they should be.

At this time, he came out of the pool with water droplets all over his body, with a little showy smile on his face because he had won over his companions, almost every muscle was exuding some kind of indescribable novel The irresistible pheromone that has been described in detail can conquer all living things.

Seeing that he was hungry, Lu Yan swallowed and decided to add a fried chicken cutlet to his lunch today.

he is so hungry...

Before his wild thoughts were over, he saw a familiar handsome face walking towards him.

"Wow, kid, what a coincidence."

Fu Huai walked to the treadmill next to him familiarly.

No, not at all.

Lu Yan subconsciously wanted to lower his head, but he didn't wear a hat today, so he couldn't hide his face.

"This is the second time we've met. It's really fate. What's the probability of meeting someone with a close eye twice in a row in such a big city?"

It’s not that big, and this gym is so remote. I got stuck on the viaduct for more than half an hour on the way to find you by navigating here. Don’t talk to me.

"Am I a very annoying person?" Fu Huai rubbed his chin.

Lu Yan finally spoke.

"Do not."

I just can't look at you, although it's useless now... because your five mistresses' worth of photos are basically gone.

"Then why don't you talk to me?"

"I don't like talking."

"No. You know what? I have a gift for seeing through a person's eyes and what they're thinking."

"Ok?"

"Do you believe it or not?"

"Do not believe."

"You look at me."

Lu Yan stopped the treadmill, turned to look at Fu Huai, and then realized that he was acting stupidly, so he turned his head back again.

"I do not watch."

"Then I'll see you."

Fu Huai circled him around, knelt down to look him in the eyes, Lu Yan was forced to meet his face, and did not turn his eyes away by accident.

The slightly curly hair sticks wetly to Fu Huai's face, the eye sockets are deep, the tip of the nose is slightly hooked, and the long and straight eyebrows make him a bit stern.

The two stared at each other silently for a while, then looked away from each other tacitly at the same time.

"What did you see?" Lu Yan asked.

"Your eyes are beautiful." Fu Huai approached and said.

Lu Yan pursed his lips.

"Your nose is also beautiful, straight and straight." Fu Huai said again.

"Oh."

"Your face is small and cute."

"I don't think I can be described as cute."

"You're handsome."

"Huh? What do you think I'm thinking?"

"You must be thinking of me. When you stare at a person continuously, you must be thinking of him."

"...do you use this method to hook up with boys? Do you think I do the same?"

"Of course you are different." Fu Huai said. "You're the first person I've ever approached in such a lame way."

Lu Yan took a deep look at him.

"I want to go," he said.

"Do you want to leave a WeChat message? A phone call is fine too? What about QQ? Email?"

……

A real private detective will never give up the target at hand easily, but will adjust the target according to his own ability, or complete the task in another way.

Lu Yan considered himself a successful private detective, and he undoubtedly grasped the essence of it.

"Hello, how's the situation?" Lu Yan's partner called again, with a much heavier tone this time. "Our time is running out."

"not bad."

"yes!"

"We ran together, chatted, and looked at each other affectionately."

"Are you with the mission target?"

"of course."

"Afterwards, under the strong request of the mission goal, we exchanged WeChat and QQ mailboxes and mobile phone numbers... Then we went to eat fried chicken cutlets together. We are very good friends now."

"But Lu Yan, are you sure being his friend will help you complete the mission?"

"Leave everything to me, don't worry, the photo is only a matter of time."

Lu Yan hung up the phone first this time.

A month later...

Same morning, same bell, same annoyance.

"Fu Huai, answer the phone."

A pale hand stretched out from under the quilt, and instinctively twisted the soft flesh on the other's neck.

Fu Huai leaned out to touch the phone.

"Lu Yan?"

"..."

"Lu Yan. Let me tell you, don't worry about that Fu Huai! I got a new job, which is also well paid, but the most important thing is that the target of this mission is a woman. It's extremely safe, and I don't have to worry about those damn things anymore. GAY struck up a conversation with you and the plan failed! You must accept this order! I will send the task information to your mobile phone, look—”

Lu Yan leaned on Fu Huai's body to listen to the phone, and hung up with a snap when he heard this. He smiled and hugged Fu Huai's neck and took a bite. He turned on the phone's camera and took a picture to make sure it reminded people of enough indecentness. Sent a serious photo of her to her partner.

【photo jpg】

[! ! !Awesome, Lu Yan!With this photo, the last task can be handed over! 】

[When did you take the picture?How do I think the people above are a bit familiar...]

【just】

【He slept next to me, he answered the phone. 】

【...Wait a minute, I'll put a slap on your face to prevent you from being ordered by your employer】

Lu Yan casually threw the phone under the bed, buried his face in Fu Huai's chest, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and prepared to go back to sleep.

"So, you have spied on many people before?" Fu Huai said.

"It's not peeping, it's just stalking and taking a picture." Lu Yan told the truth.

"I'm a detective."

"Oh, detective." Fu Huai grabbed his waist and pulled him out of the quilt.

"What are you doing?!" Lu Yan was about to get up.

"Don't want others, you will only look at me from now on, okay?" Fu Huai immediately felt aggrieved.

"I'll show you everything you see."

"Don't look." Lu Yan hit him with a pillow.

"Sleep for me!"

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World No. 12, the treatment is complete.

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