bullets and roses

Although he was already very poor, Luo Muxiao still didn't wrong him to take the economy class.

He is the kind of character who will never wrong himself to fly economy class as long as he can afford the business class, even after buying the business class, he can't even afford food.

Except for love, Young Master Luo will never wrong him in any other way.

Because of Gu Zhubai's inconvenient legs, the assistant took care of him personally, that is to say, the assistant was average-looking, if he was a little bit pretty, Luo Muxiao would never treat him as a pure assistant.

But even so, seeing the assistant raise Gu Zhubai's leg, he still didn't sit still: "...I'll do it."

"Luoluo..." Gu Zhubai looked at Luo Muxiao, his eyes shone slightly.

"I just think he's too slow, rustling in my ears, I can't even sleep." Luo Muxiao said stubbornly, "Go back to your own seat."

The assistant left in despair.

Luo Muxiao first took off Gu Zhubai's shoes, then flattened the business class seat, dragged Gu Zhubai's waist, and put him half-armed on the seat with the strength of Gu Zhubai's own hands , and then lifted Gu Zhubai's legs from behind and put them on the flat seat.

The whole movement is smooth and smooth without any lag.

Only then did Luo Muxiao realize that muscle memory really is something that will never be forgotten no matter how long the past has been.

In the past, when he and Gu Zhubai flew by plane, they would always help each other do such things.

In the beginning, he was very unskilled, he would always bump into Gu Zhubai's feet, but later he became proficient again and again, and he could smoothly carry Gu Zhubai onto the seat without any help.

But at that time, Gu Zhubai's attitude was resistance and rejection.

He seems unwilling to admit that he is on the weak side in the relationship with each other, let alone appear weak in front of others, so every time Luo Muxiao helps him, he resists very much.

But this time, Gu Zhubai was unexpectedly obedient.

Even if Luo Muxiao asked him to raise his hand, he would raise his hand, and if he asked him to move his butt, he would move his butt, completely obeying.

He got Gu Zhubai onto the seat effortlessly.

Luo Muxiao sat down next to him - originally Gu Zhubai didn't get a ticket for this seat, but he changed it with someone else after boarding the plane.

Luo Muxiao didn't know what the price was, but Gu Zhubai finally got his wish.

He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed all over.

Gu Zhubai suddenly said, "Are you tired?"

"...It's okay. What's the matter?"

"Sorry." Gu Zhu Baishi said in shock, "It's because I'm so useless that I make you so tired. You even have to help me sit on a chair."

Luo Muxiao only felt his heart drop, and that suffocating feeling of distress came over his face again - this was the emotion he had most often towards Gu Zhubai before.

He never thought about how Gu Zhubai's character could say such a thing.

Luo Muxiao pursed his lips, and said: "Don't say that. If it wasn't for saving me, you wouldn't be like this..." Luo Muxiao felt guilty again.

"You don't have to worry about it, it's all voluntary." Gu Zhubai lowered his head, looking as if he was preoccupied, but in fact he stretched out his hand, covered the back of Luo Muxiao's hand, and gently said, "It's none of your business." thing."

Luo Muxiao stopped talking, because Gu Zhubai's words made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Especially seeing that Gu Zhubai's leg that healed up with great difficulty is now unable to stand up because of his injury again.

Luo Muxiao returned to the city where he was born and grew up, only to find that he had no place to live.

Embarrassed.

His own house was confiscated, and he lived directly in the studio before-now it is impossible to live back in the studio with the cheek.

After pondering for a long time, he really only had one way to book a hotel.

The three of them left the airport, and Luo Muxiao didn't follow the person who was waiting at the airport gate to pick him up, and just stood there looking at the hotel information.

Gu Zhubai looked back at him within a few steps, "What's wrong?"

"Looking at the hotel." Luo Muxiao smiled wryly, "I don't even have a place to live when I come back."

Gu Zhubai paused, and said, "Stay with me."

Luo Muxiao froze for a moment: "...isn't it convenient?"

"What's the inconvenience?" Gu Zhubai decided without any explanation, "It's not like you haven't lived here before."

Luo Muxiao realized that it seemed a little hypocritical for him to refuse again. After looking at all kinds of full rooms displayed on the APP, he followed up—it’s just a temporary stay, and it doesn’t mean anything. It should be nothing, right?

With such a comforting mentality, Luo Muxiao got into Gu Zhubai's car.

Gu Zhubai opened the lock with his fingerprint, and said, "The password is still the same as before."

Luo Muxiao paused: "...Is it Li Yuanan's birthday?"

Gu Zhubai frowned slightly: "Li Yuanan's birthday?"

Luo Muxiao's mood became not very good again, when he was with Gu Zhubai, he always seemed to be like this - when he was happy, he was really happy, but when he was sad, it always came suddenly.

If you don't stay with Gu Zhubai, his life will always be ordinary.

Flat without waves.

It doesn't seem to be interesting.

"May [-]rd." Luo Muxiao paused, then raised his head to look directly into Gu Zhubai's eyes, and said directly.

Gu Zhubai frowned, as if he was thinking - after a while, he suddenly remembered something: "Is this Li Yuanan's birthday?"

Luo Muxiao was also stunned: "Your home password has always been 0503, don't you remember?"

Gu Zhubai paused: "...Isn't this the initial password of the door?"

When we were together with Li Yuanan back then, all the passwords of their house were set by Li Yuanan, and then Li Yuanan told him that because it was not a birthday, Gu Zhubai was very insensitive to the number of his birthday, which made him unable to remember Li Yuanan birthday, and did not know that the password turned out to be Li Yuanan's birthday.

If it wasn't necessary, he would be too lazy to do many things, so for so many years, he has never changed the password of the door, and it has always been the initial password he thought.

Gu Zhubai suddenly understood something: "I have never been able to remember his birthday."

Luo Muxiao also suddenly found it a bit funny—he had been bothered about this matter for so long, but Gu Zhubai didn't bother to change it at all, and thought it was unnecessary to change it, so he used this password all the time?

"The password has been changed for a long time." Gu Zhubai said, "It is 0910 now."

It's his birthday.Luo Muxiao pursed his lips, suddenly he didn't know how to respond, so he could only say "oh".

He subconsciously entered 0910, and the lock really opened.

Luo Muxiao tried again, but the door was still unlocked.

The password is really his birthday.

Luo Muxiao looked up at Gu Zhubai, and asked him, "Why do you use my birthday?"

"I'm not very sensitive about birthdays," Gu Zhubai explained, "that's why I try to remember."