that bastard i love

The phone rang suddenly, and Wen Gulin picked up the phone with trembling hands, but when he saw the contact person displayed on the phone, he hung up quickly.

It's Zhang Min.

What he is most afraid of now is Zhang Min.

He didn't dare to face Zhang Min, nor did he dare to face himself.

He still can't figure out why he said such vicious things at that time...

He never thought of hurting others.

He was... just so angry.

Why, he would say that to Zhang Min...

…………

In the afternoon, Wen Gulin finally opened the long-closed door.

Fu Yaozu was very surprised.

Because he thought it would be a long time before Wen Gulin could come out, and he didn't expect to think about it so soon.

"I'm sorry to make you worry." Wen Gulin saw Fu Yaozu, raised his head, smiled at Fu Yaozu, and said.

"It's okay, why are you being polite to me, I'll go to the kitchen to heat up the meal, and I'll be able to eat in a while."

"It's troublesome."

After Wen Gulin finished speaking, he slowly sat on the chair, looking at the gradually setting sun outside the window, in a daze.

After a while, Fu Yaozu gently put the hot food on the table.

"Eat, you haven't eaten properly for a few days." Fu Yaozu said, turning his head to look at Wen Gulin.

"Old Forest?"

Seeing that Wen Gulin was still staring at the window in a daze, Fu Yaozu patted Wen Gulin's shoulder lightly.

Only then did Wen Gulin come to his senses: "Oh, good."

"Gulin, let me tell you that the food in this restaurant is really delicious. I often go to his place to eat. You can try it." Fu Yaozu said, took a slice of yam from the plate, and put it in Wen Gulin's bowl inside.

Under Fu Yaozu's expectant eyes, Wen Gulin couldn't refuse. He picked up the chopsticks and took two bites, then put down the chopsticks again.

It was crispy and delicious, but he couldn't eat it anymore.

He didn't know why, but he just couldn't eat it.

Seeing Wen Gulin put down his chopsticks, Fu Yaozu thought it was because the dishes were not to his liking, and asked, "What's the matter, it's not to your liking?"

Wen Gulin shook his head: "No, it's delicious."

Fu Yaozu frowned and said: "Then why don't you eat, you haven't eaten properly for a long time, your body can't bear it if this continues."

"I don't know, I just have no appetite..." Wen Gulin lowered his head and whispered.

"Are you feeling unwell, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Wen Gulin thought for a while, then slowly said: "It's okay, I just want to prescribe some stomach medicine."

…………

After arriving at the hospital, after the examination, nothing abnormal was found.

But before leaving, the doctor stopped Fu Yaozu who was about to leave.

Fu Yaozu asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

"May I ask this gentleman to go out first?" The doctor said, pointing to Wen Gulin who was standing beside him.

Before Fu Yaozu could answer, Wen Gulin walked out first by himself.

Fu Yaozu was a little displeased, lowered his voice, and asked, "Is there anything else you can do? I don't accept sales."

With that said, he unbuttoned the first button on his shirt.

He has always been annoyed by these sales promotions, and he didn't expect that there are such regular hospitals.

The doctor had a strong desire to survive, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, sweated, and explained: "Sir, sir, you misunderstood me, me, me, I just want to tell you."

"The gentleman next to you has mental problems."