"What do you mean?" Wen Yilin's voice was as cold as ice.

Lu Ze controlled his tail to roll up the shower, and the warm water sprayed on Wen Yilin's head.

Squeezed a few more piles of shampoo, and washed his hair in a strange way: "I guess, last time I saw the way you looked at Esther. You like him. You may not know it yourself, but othersYou can tell, it's pretty obvious who you like."

Wen Yilin bowed his head and remained silent. Lu Ze saw that he had really hurt him, and regretted his recklessness just now.

But there are some things, even if he doesn't want to face Lu Ze, he has to put them in front of him, otherwise he will be hurt even more in the future.

"I can see it. Do you think Esther can't see it? What benefits have you gained from being close to the royal family for him? On the contrary, you often make wedding dresses for others, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell that you are Tu Esther."

"enough!"

Wen Yilin's eyes were fierce, as if one more word from Lu Ze would tear his throat apart.

He snatched the shower to wash off the foam from his head, then grabbed a bathrobe, wrapped it around his body, and left the bathroom without looking back.

In the steaming bathroom, only Lu Ze was left with a fish.

Lu Ze soaked in the bathtub expressionlessly, but his ears were listening to the movement outside. There was no door opening, and Wen Yilin did not leave the room.

He was lying in the bathtub, trying to think about what to do next, but Wen Yilin's fiercely injured appearance pierced his brain like a needle, making him unable to concentrate at all.

In the second half of the night, Lu Ze counted sheep for the nth time, and he didn't feel sleepy when he counted to two hundred.

The bathtub was not small, but it couldn't hold his fish tail, so Lu Ze could only curl up into a ball and sleep, which was very uncomfortable.

Lu Ze changed a few more positions, without exception, they were all uncomfortable. Lu Ze let out a long sigh, and a carp turned upside down.

I filled a bucket of water in the bathroom and carried it out, planning to lay the floor. If there was a shortage of water, would use a towel to moisten it.

Open the bathroom door, the room is dark.

Lu Ze was carrying a bucket and placed it beside the bed. When he lowered his head, he was startled, and there was a person sitting beside the bed.

"Wen Yilin?"

No one answered him, Lu Ze put down the bucket and turned on the light.

Sure enough, it was Wen Yilin, he sat by the bed without saying a word like a log, the bedside table was full of medicines, some were opened, some were not, they were not new anyway.

Lu Ze picked it up and took a look. Some were suffering from insomnia, some were suffering from depression, and there were a bunch of words from other countries that Lu Ze didn't understand.

But it is almost inseparable, and it is also a psychotropic drug.

"You made yourself like this just for Esther?" Lu Ze's tone couldn't be heard, but Wen Yilin saw his fingertips turning white while holding the medicine bottle.

"It's not because of him." Wen Yilin paused, then changed his words: "Not entirely, it's because of my own illness."

Lu Ze put down the medicine bottle, without interrogating: "Psychosis."

Wen Yilin acquiesced.

Lu Ze didn't go further into this topic. He knew that Wen Yilin would say something when he wanted to. All he could do was wait and listen, that's all.

"Don't take these medicines in the future, and don't take inhibitors. I'll treat your illness."

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