bullets and roses

In December, the weather suddenly turned cold, so I had to wear cotton jackets.

The first snow of the year fell in Jincheng, and when he saw the first snow, Luo Muxiao excitedly called Gu Zhubai immediately, but unfortunately he was in a meeting and didn't answer.

Luo Muxiao had no choice but to sit alone on the balcony and watch the snow.

In the small flower bed downstairs, there are a few children playing the game of catching snowflakes. It is clear that there is too little snow to make a ball, but they insist on rubbing and rubbing to form a ball, but in the end they can only rub out a puddle of ice water.When a child cries, the grown-ups next to him come up and blow his nose for him in a funny way, and then comfort him, maybe telling him some principles of life, for example, if you can’t get it, you can’t get it even if you force it .

Luo Muxiao was stunned for a long time before Gu Zhubai called back and asked him what's the matter.

Luo Muxiao became excited again: "Mr. Gu, look quickly, it's snowing outside."

Luo Muxiao heard the sound of a wheelchair turning on the phone, Gu Zhubai should have gone out of the window as he said, after half a minute, Gu Zhubai said: "I saw it."

"Although it snows every year, I was so excited when I saw it for the first time all year round." Luo Muxiao rubbed his reddened nose and sniffed, "Look at the whole city slowly being wrapped in white. It feels...well suited for obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Gu Zhubai didn't expect him to get involved in this, so he bent the corner of his mouth in a timely manner and asked him, "Are you caught a cold?"

"No." After speaking, Luo Muxiao sneezed loudly, and said awkwardly, "Maybe because I was too fascinated by watching it just now, some dirty things were blown into my nose by the wind, but I don't actually have a cold."

Gu Zhubai was noncommittal: "Go back to the living room, remember to make a cup of cold medicine, and take precautions if you don't have a cold."

Luo Muxiao enjoys the feeling of being cared by Gu Zhubai more and more. The relationship between them has become less thorny since then. Even afterward, Luo Muxiao smacked and smacked a little bit. Divide the sweetness.

Everything is developing in a good direction, Luo Muxiao believes.

"I want to watch it again." Luo Muxiao even dared to play tricks in front of Gu Zhubai, "Why don't you watch it with me, it's so romantic."

Gu Zhubai really watched it with him for a while.

The two chatted for a while, and the world seemed to quiet down at this moment.

Large flakes of snow floated from the boundless sky, gathering little by little in this world, it seemed that it was no longer cold, but had warmth.

Luo Muxiao focused on watching one piece after another, wishing that time could stay at this moment forever.

At that time, neither he nor Gu Zhubai thought that this was the quietest moment they spent together for the last time in a long time.

Later, Luo Muxiao tried to recall some unforgettable time between Gu Zhubai and Gu Zhubai in his mind, and what he could always think of was this afternoon, sitting on the other side of the phone, Gu Zhubai's gentle and even breathing.

One sound after another, it seemed to be intertwined with his, becoming a vine attached to each other.

But that was just his illusion.

In mid-December, Dr.L returned to China.

The woman he guarded passed away, not many people attended the funeral, Luo Muxiao just went to give a gift, Dr. L looked very bad in those few days, but when Luo Muxiao went to see off the plane, his energy was high. He came back, more like the high-spirited look that is often seen in news reports.

Luo Muxiao didn't know if it was his own illusion—the look in Dr. L's eyes always made him feel very sad.

Dr. L acted very ordinary: "It's not a bad trip to China, at least I met a friend."

Luo Muxiao laughed straight: "Should I thank you for finally treating me as a friend?"

Dr. L patted him on the shoulder: "I won't say anything about parting. Anyway, we will meet again soon. When the time comes, you can directly contact the number I gave you."

"En." Luo Muxiao waved his hand at him, "Goodbye."

He watched Dr. L pass the security check before he sighed heavily.

In fact, it is not difficult to hear the loss that cannot be concealed between the dialogues and words. Maybe he also had extravagant hopes when he returned to China, hoping for a miracle to happen.

The moment Luo Muxiao turned around and walked out, his eyes suddenly caught the current news being broadcast at the airport.

Said someone jumped off the building.

Luo Muxiao didn't take it to heart, until the familiar words entered his ears.

"The Rock Enterprises got involved in this matter, and there are many reasons of their own. It is understood that..."

Luo Muxiao suddenly raised his head, his brows were tightened suddenly, he read the headlines of the news back and forth three times, and finally confirmed that the "Luoshi Enterprise" was his own enterprise.

During the past month or so, Luo Muxiao seldom contacted Yu Meifeng and Luo Jianhua.

It's not that he doesn't contact, it's just that every time he calls, Yu Meifeng and Luo Jianhua always pretend to be peaceful. In the first few days, Luo Muxiao would rush home to find someone, or even go to the company Looking for someone, but he didn't find anything wrong, so he naturally felt that the matter might have been resolved.

After all, parents are omnipotent existences in his heart.

But when he saw the news, Luo Muxiao suddenly realized something.

Luo Muxiao clenched his teeth, and when he took out the phone, he realized that his hands were shaking. He took a deep breath and dialed the phone.

Yu Meifeng still didn't answer.

Luo Muxiao thought for a while, then called Luo Jianhua——

After two beeps, a strange female voice appeared on the phone: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"who are you?"

Luo Muxiao dared to confirm that this voice was definitely not anyone he was familiar with, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared - Luo Muxiao thought of the woman he had seen a few years ago.

After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said, "Luo Muxiao?"

"who are you?"

Luo Muxiao suppressed his anger and continued to question, "Where's my dad?"

"...Jianhua is fine." The woman paused and said, "He just has a little hypoglycemia and is resting now."

"Where's my mother?"

The answer seemed to lie in the dreadful atmosphere that circulated between them.

The woman suddenly gave a low laugh and said, "It seems that you haven't forgotten me."

Luo Muxiao suddenly clenched his fists.

"I thought you forgot about me." The woman said, "I just met your mother an hour ago."

The first time Luo Muxiao met Li Mei was three years ago.

His only impression of that day was that the sun was very bright, and the woman standing in front of him had heavy makeup on her face—but he had to admit that she was pretty.

Just an hour ago, Luo Muxiao witnessed her entering the same hotel as her father.Of course, he didn't bother.

Ten minutes ago, Luo Jianhua left.

Luo Muxiao blocked her at the door.

"It's Mu Xiao, right?" She smiled softly, and called his name kindly, "I've heard your name many times."

Of course, Luo Muxiao didn't feel that she was really kind, and even felt a chill from the bottom of her feet to her forehead