bullets and roses

Luo Muxiao had already fallen asleep.

Gu Zhubai was blowing air on the balcony.In the air is the familiar smell of moist evening wind, accompanied by a very faint scent of grass, rushing towards the face.

The lights in the distance are still on, and the city has a very rich nightlife as always.

Gu Zhubai lit a cigarette, and as soon as he put it to his mouth, he suddenly realized that he put it down again, extinguishing the spark.Curly smoke rises from the cigarette butt, gradually blending with the night clouds.He plans to quit smoking.

In the beginning, I became addicted to cigarettes just to numb myself. Now that I no longer need numbness, I don’t need to rely on the taste of nicotine anymore.

Thinking of that time again, Gu Zhubai still feels like a dream.

After countless struggles, he thoroughly realized that he couldn't live without Luo Muxiao.

Even so, very pretentious.But it is true.

Whenever I close my eyes in the middle of the night, I will think of Luo Muxiao's expression when he said that sentence - Luo Muxiao said that he was the one who caught him.

But he couldn't even say "I won't hurt you".Because he did hurt him so many times.

If he could go back to a few years ago, Gu Zhubai would definitely tell himself - to treat Luo Muxiao better, and even better.

He has always put his heart on you, and it has never changed.

He really didn't know anything, yet he endured his betrayal and hurt again and again.

Gu Zhubai fell asleep on the balcony, and woke up from the cold when he opened his eyes again. It started to rain patter outside, and the vigorously blooming branches and leaves were smashed to pieces by the rain, so he took the things away After entering the room, he saw that Luo Muxiao hadn't slept yet, sitting on the sofa in the living room.

There was a loud bang outside, it was thunder.

The torrential rain in summer always comes suddenly, and people are caught off guard.

Hearing the sound, Luo Muxiao turned his face to look at him, stunned for a moment: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Well, there are some work matters to deal with."

"What about you?"

"I can't sleep." Luo Muxiao closed his eyes and saw the scene of the car accident - for some reason, he didn't feel anything when he was almost splashed with gasoline, but it was the car accident that made him remember it very clearly.

Probably when he was pushed out, he saw that Gu Zhubai was still stuck on it, and the car hit the wall without hesitation, and then the fire burned more and more, gradually blurring Gu Zhubai's face.

He always thought of Gu Zhubai's expression at that time - to be exact, he actually had no expression.

But he looked at him so hard, as if he wanted to carve him into his own eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Gu Zhubai asked him.

"Hmm. I don't know if it's a nightmare or not." Luo Muxiao said, "I always dream about when I get into a car accident...I'm thinking that if you weren't in the car at that time..."

"I'll be in the car." Gu Zhubai reached out and hugged him lightly, "I'll protect you."

In fact, what Luo Muxiao wanted to express was not this.

But Gu Zhubai's body was so warm that he curled up in it and felt sleepy, and he couldn't say the next words.

There was another muffled thunder outside, and it slammed straight into the person's ear. Luo Muxiao was so frightened that he shrank into Gu Zhubai's arms and clasped his palm: "Can you..."

"Ok?"

"Can you sleep with me?" Luo Muxiao's voice was soft when he spoke, as if a little embarrassed, "I'm a little scared."

"Okay." Gu Zhubai rubbed Luo Muxiao's head, "You push me in."

Luo Muxiao felt more relaxed when he lay in Gu Zhubai's arms.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the rainwater hit the eaves making a tick-tock sound, but there was someone beside him, and with the familiar smell, Luo Muxiao really stopped thinking so much.

He firmly burrowed into Gu Zhubai's arms, clasped his legs around the waist of the other party, and rubbed his limp body against Gu Zhubai's, but he didn't know that this person was not a saint, his eyes gradually became dark.

"Luoluo." Gu Zhubai moved a bit, calling Luo Muxiao's name, his mouth was dry, and he wanted to say something.

Who would have thought that Luo Muxiao hugged him even tighter, and said something in a low voice, but Gu Zhubai didn't hear clearly, and looked down at him—Luo Muxiao smacked his mouth, obviously fell asleep.

Gu Zhubai frowned, trying to move, but Luo Muxiao hugged him even tighter.

After finishing the calf, he wanted to go to the bathroom to solve it by himself, but he couldn't help it.

Gu Zhubai's head was a little stiff, the other head was also a little stiff, and his body was also stiff.

But he dared not move.

Luo Muxiao didn't know what he dreamed of, rubbed his head against his neck, and even let out a slight snoring sound.

I slept so soundly.

The next day Luo Muxiao woke up and found that he occupied more than half of the bed, and squeezed Gu Zhubai into a small corner on the other side.

Overnight, Gu Zhubai had dark circles under his eyes, and Luo Muxiao asked him, "What did you play last night and stay up so late?"

Gu Zhubai: "..."

Gu Zhubai quickly changed the subject: "Is it okay to have bread and milk in the morning?"

"Yeah." Luo Muxiao was still in a state of not waking up, and after sitting on the bed for a while, Gu Zhubai had already made breakfast and brought it to him on the bed.

Luo Muxiao woke up at this moment, and said: "Don't bother me, I'll go to the table to eat by myself. It's not convenient for you."

"It's okay." Gu Zhubai said lightly, "Eat, I will take you to find Gong Yuyang after eating."

Luo Muxiao felt that he should have thought too much, why did he feel that when Gu Zhubai said the three words "Gong Yuyang", he gritted his teeth a bit?

"Call me after eating." Gu Zhubai patted his head and went out to work.

The bread was obviously baked by Gu Zhubai himself.

Milk is hot.

Luo Muxiao ate it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and felt that it tasted very good - but yes, it doesn't seem to require any technical content.

After eating, he called Gong Yuyang and wanted to meet outside, but Gong Yuyang couldn't come out at all, so he really had to rely on Gu Zhubai to take him in.

Gong Yuyang sighed, and asked tentatively: "You and Gu Zhubai...you two..."

"We have nothing." Luo Muxiao immediately denied it, "At least, I haven't promised to be with him yet."

Gong Yuyang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Luo Muxiao thought about it, and told the other party the truth: "Gong Yuyang, it's impossible for me to be with you."

Gong Yuyang: "..."

"As for hurting people so much?" Gong Yuyang was a little sad, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm getting annoyed now, so don't stab me in the heart." Probably he had recognized this a long time ago, and Gong Yuyang accepted it very well quick.

"I just don't want to drag you down." Luo Muxiao said, "But if you don't want to marry, don't wrong yourself."

"Of course I know." Gong Yuyang said, "Okay, let's talk about it when we meet in the afternoon."

The two hung up the phone.