bullets and roses

Luo Muxiao explained the situation to the boss, adjusted his salary, and went to the mountain to learn painting from Liulin every week when there were even numbers.

He not only taught painting, but also taught writing. He taught all his skills and did not hide any secrets. Liu Lin felt that he was a good seed for learning painting.

If you start to be serious from an early age, I am afraid that one day you will become everyone.

Luo Muxiao stayed with Liu Lin for a long time, and felt that he had really traveled back to ancient times.

But in fact, Liu Lin is a little old-fashioned in his speech and deeds, but he is not old-fashioned in his life at all—he always eats hot pot and spicy noodles in the Huxin Pavilion, just like an old urchin.

Luo Muxiao also played several board games with him - the simplest board game like pulling wooden blocks.

All in all, when staying with Liu Lin, Luo Muxiao doesn't need to think about anything, he only needs to enjoy and paint to his heart's content.

When Luo Muxiao woke up from his thoughts, he realized that it was already dark.

Liu Lin was sitting on the sidelines watching a movie, and when he saw him move, he said, "You are in samadhi."

Luo Muxiao said: "You make me feel like I'm practicing."

"Who says you're not practicing?" Liu Lin said with a smile, "Some people pursue this kind of state all their lives, but you are fine, it looks a bit disgusting."

Luo Muxiao stuck out his tongue.

Liu Lin asked him suddenly: "Do you want to go to Shu City?"

Luo Muxiao was stunned for a moment, a little bit unresponsive: "What do you mean?"

Liu Lin smiled and said, "I'll tell you when I'm sure—you should go back first."

"It's too late now." Luo Muxiao said, "The bus is gone, how can I go back?"

"Don't look at me." Liu Lin waved his hand and said, "The driver of your master's family is on vacation these days, and no one drove you back..."

"Damn." Luo Muxiao cursed in a low voice, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Liu Lin pointed out: "Go outside and call Didi, there may be orders."

So Luo Muxiao was really very pitifully abandoned by Liu Lin——Liu Lin is a strange person who never keeps anyone to stay.

Luo Muxiao stood at the door and waited for a long time, but he didn't catch a car. He desperately thought that it would be impossible for him to walk back.

Just stop the car on the road.

Luo Muxiao walked forward for a certain distance before he realized that something was wrong - there seemed to be a car following behind him at a steady pace.

So Luo Muxiao glanced back, the car stopped suddenly.

Land Rover again.

Just as Luo Muxiao was about to pretend to be blind, the Land Rover stopped. This time the driver was not the driver but Gu Zhubai. He opened the window and walked down, saying, "I'll take you back."

Luo Muxiao then asked him: "Are you following me?"

Embarrassment flashed across Gu Zhubai's eyes: "It just so happens..."

"Forget it." Luo Muxiao was very sensible, and he was really afraid that he would sleep on the street. After all, his mobile phone Didi hadn't responded. He didn't want to go back, so he waved his hand, "I owe you."

Then got in the car.

Gu Zhubai couldn't hide his joy in his eyes, and immediately followed Luo Muxiao into the car.

The two of them alone in a closed and narrow space are prone to embarrassment, let alone Luo Muxiao and Gu Zhubai - he didn't even sit in front.

Seeing him sitting in the back, and diagonally behind him, Gu Zhubai felt even more uncomfortable.From a certain day onwards, the two of them became very original.

Although he asked for it.

Gu Zhubai drove very slowly, and the slow Luo Muxiao dozed off precariously. He didn't wake up until the car drove into the city, with the warmth of people around him and the smoke.

Luo Muxiao was a little bit on pins and needles: "Why don't you leave me here, I can just take a taxi and go back, so I don't need to bother you."

Gu Zhubai touched his nose with his hand, and said, "No trouble."

With such an answer, Luo Muxiao didn't even know what to answer next.

Before it was changed, of course everyone was happy, but now Luo Muxiao only feels that something is wrong with him, and he wishes to escape this suffocating place immediately.

Luo Muxiao coughed dryly twice and said, "Okay."

Gu Zhubai actually gave an "um".

Luo Muxiao looked out of the window—although it was almost ten o'clock, the nightlife had just begun at this moment, and there were many young couples strolling along the street, blowing the rare cool wind in midsummer, wantonly walking along the arms of their boyfriends On the main road.Luo Muxiao had fantasized about such a scene before, but he never thought that one day when Gu Zhubai was willing to walk with him calmly, he would no longer care about it.

After being silent for about a minute, Gu Zhubai actually took the initiative to ask him, "How do you feel about learning painting from Mr. Liu?"

Luo Muxiao was taken aback, and his first reaction was to ask him: "You arranged it?"

"No." Gu Zhubai denied it categorically, "I don't know him, it's just..." Gu Zhubai seemed to have slipped his mouth, a trace of frustration flashed across his face.

Luo Muxiao asked: "Then how do you know?"

"Didn't you just see you coming out of his house?" Gu Zhubai had no choice but to tell an unconvincing lie.

Luo Muxiao curled his lips: "Then I might go to do other things, not necessarily to learn painting... Could it be that you really know my master, do you mind if I give it to him?"

Gu Zhubai sighed, and had no choice but to tell the truth: "No, I...followed your Weibo account, so I know."

He was caught off guard when he took off his vest.

However, Gu Zhubai still stuck to the last line of defense, and did not tell the other party his ID, even though Luo Muxiao repeatedly asked.

"It's just a small account. I haven't played it much, and I haven't interacted with you. I just know that you have an account, and I will go in and take a look occasionally." Gu Zhubai said, "I don't look at it often."

Little did they know that someone held his mobile phone and refreshed it countless times every day, wondering why Luo Muxiao didn't update it.

He even touched his updated routine - there must be one every morning and evening, and if it is updated at other times, it must be a good thing.

If there is a big good thing, he will repeat it every few hours. For example, he worshiped Liu Lin as his teacher and swiped his screen all day long.

Not to mention Gu Zhubai, even if you don't know Luo Muxiao, you will find him in the news on the front page.

Luo Muxiao knew his own style, so after thinking about it, what Gu Zhubai said made sense, so he didn't ask any more, but was a little embarrassed: "If I had known you were watching, I wouldn't have updated it."

After all, he was spitting and rolling on Weibo like a lunatic.

"..." Gu Zhubai was silent for a moment before saying, "I really like watching it."

"I expressed embarrassment." Luo Muxiao said.

Gu Zhubai didn't know what to say anymore, after passing the traffic light, he said, "I... don't watch it often, you don't mind me, you can post whatever you want."

Between the words, there was a trace of caution.

Luo Muxiao felt as if his heart was gently pinched by someone, it didn't hurt, but it was a little sore and uncomfortable.

Pursing his lips, Luo Muxiao said: "I know, I don't care about other people's eyes."

Gu Zhubai lowered his eyes, but his mind was full of the word "others".