bullets and roses

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV in the living room, and the skits mixed with laughter sounded one after another. The apartment that had been deserted for a long time seemed to have a little smoke and fire. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Gu Zhubai had an unreal illusion.

Luo Muxiao next to him laughed, nudged him with his elbow from time to time, and asked him if he knew what the stalk meant, he shook his head every time, and then Luo Muxiao would explain the meaning of the stalk Once again, make another comment that he is outdated.

Laughter, human fireworks, and warm lights illuminate everyone's faces, and Luo Muxiao's hand holding his arm is particularly scorching.

"Come and eat dumplings." The kitchen door was pushed open, and Yu Meifeng came out with a large bowl of dumplings, "Don't just sit and watch, come and help me, I made a lot of them."

Gong Yuyang and Luo Muxiao immediately jumped up to serve the dumplings, but Gu Zhubai didn't catch up, so he had to bring out the bowls.

Three large pots of dumplings and bowls and chopsticks were set up on the rarely used table, and Yu Meifeng also cooked a vegetarian dish. Although there were no fancy dishes and looked very simple, the sense of satisfaction from the bottom of my heart was almost overflowing.

"Sit, sit, sit." Yu Meifeng pulled the stool away, "Baby, come and sit next to me."

"Oh." Luo Muxiao responded, and sat beside Yu Meifeng, opposite to Gu Zhubai, he raised his head just enough to meet Gu Zhubai's handsome face.

Yu Meifeng picked up the chopsticks together: "The craftsmanship is not very good, you can just eat it."

The Spring Festival Gala is still going on, and the atmosphere at the dinner table is rare and harmonious.

It’s not that Gu Zhubai has never had dinner with Luo’s family, but it’s just an ordinary meal. When Luo Jianhua is around, they usually talk about securities and stocks. This is the first time that they sit here like Eat a New Year's Eve dinner together as a family.Although this New Year's Eve dinner is a bit simple.

Luo Muxiao dipped some chili, and Yu Meifeng slapped his hand lightly with chopsticks: "Eat less chili, you just fainted a while ago."

"Eating more peppers is good for my physical and mental health." Luo Muxiao blinked and said, "Don't be so hostile to peppers."

Yu Meifeng seemed to be doting on her son. Hearing what he said, she snorted softly: "You are making excuses for yourself—don't eat too much."

"Got it." Luo Muxiao pushed the chili to the middle and said, "Try it, it's delicious when you dip it in chili."

Gong Yuyang is also a person who doesn't like spicy food, so it doesn't matter what Luo Muxiao said, he dipped in chili very well.Gu Zhubai frowned quietly.

Luo Muxiao knows that Gu Zhubai is a person who eats very lightly, but if life has always been so light, what's the point.

Luo Muxiao's eyeballs moved, and he began to change his mind.

Yu Meifeng touched Luo Muxiao's head, said with a smile: "If Xiao Gu doesn't want to eat it, don't force him to eat it, not everyone likes it as much as you do, why don't you allow others to have their own hobbies? "

This sentence is very matter-of-fact, but it made Luo Muxiao feel a little uncomfortable listening to it.

Probably it was the sentence "he doesn't say this" that made Luo Muxiao a little uncomfortable.

Thinking about it carefully, Gu Zhubai is indeed a person who can insist on himself. If he doesn't like him, Gu Zhubai has done a good job.

Luo Muxiao stirred the dumplings in his bowl, and said "oh".

"Why aren't you happy?" Yu Meifeng felt a little helpless, "Little Gu, Xiao Xiao is like this in our family. He couldn't stand being wronged since he was a child, and he was very spoiled... If he doesn't plan to go out with me... Cough." Here, Yu Meifeng suddenly caught a glimpse of Gong Yuyang's distorted wink, paused suddenly, pretended to cough, and then continued, "Take care of him, he is actually good, but too delicate. "

"En." Gu Zhubai didn't notice anything wrong, his attention was on Luo Muxiao's face.

A certain person was in high spirits just now, but he didn't know what sentence offended him, but now it seems that even the light in his eyes has dimmed a bit.

Luo Muxiao flicked the chili pepper in his direction, causing Gong Yuyang to scream again and again: "You surnamed Luo, don't be so selfish! I want to eat it too!"

Luo Mu Xiaobai gave him a white look, and protected the chili dipping plate: "It's a beautiful idea, you are here for dinner today, don't take yourself so seriously!"

Gong Yuyang was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and pointed his chopsticks at Luo Muxiao without saying a word for a long time.

He regained his spirited look.

In Gu Zhubai's impression, he seems to be like this all the time.

Whether it is wronged, sad, or angry, it will not last for too long. He always quickly turns into a happy look, with a high-spirited look. To use a cheesy adjective, he is like a the little sun.

It seems that the days with him are always warm.

Gu Zhubai gathered his chopsticks and put a dumpling in his mouth, but it had no taste.

Luo Muxiao was still protecting his dipping dish from Gong Yuyang's evil hands, but he didn't want a dumpling to be thrown in suddenly.

He froze for a moment, then looked at Gu Zhubai.

"I'll try." Gu Zhubai was very indifferent, picked up the dumpling dipped in chili with one chopstick, and put it in his mouth.

Luo Muxiao's eyes lit up suddenly, looking at him expectantly: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Gu Zhubai has no doubts at all, if he says it's not delicious in the next second, Luo Muxiao's face will darken again, and he will even curl his lips, unhappy... well, about ten seconds.

Gu Zhubai bit down with one bite—with a "crack" sound, he bit something very hard.

He was stunned for a moment, and then heard Yu Meifeng say: "Ah, I won the lottery."

Luo Mu Xiaoteng stood up suddenly: "It's a coin! Mom, put a coin in it!" He bent down, held Gu Zhubai's face suddenly, and squeezed his cheeks in the middle, "Let me see Look, let me see."

It looks like a little monkey scratching its ears and cheeks, very anxious.

Gu Zhubai looked at his face so close, his mind suddenly went blank at that moment, and the coin was still in his mouth.

When he was a child, his mother told him that eating the coins in the dumplings represented good luck for a year.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the coin was not his good luck, but Luo Muxiao was.

He leaned forward, and his lips gently rubbed the corner of Luo Muxiao's mouth.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and it was Gong Yuyang's "I rely on" that broke the stalemate in front of them.

"Do you want to do this - there are people beside you." Gong Yuyang covered his face and said, "In front of the elders, you two!"

Luo Muxiao sat back down again with a monkey's blushing face, and said, "Gong Yuyang, don't take advantage of me, when did you become my elder!"

"I'm talking about aunt, it's aunt!"

"I'm fine, you guys continue." Yu Meifeng smiled understandingly.

Luo Muxiao covered his face and scolded: "You guys are so annoying!"

……

The jokes followed one after the other, which perfectly blended with the laughter in the Spring Festival Gala. When the electronic fireworks outside the window flew into the sky, it seemed to light up the whole world into a colorful dream, and the flavor of the year was particularly strong.

Gu Zhubai looked at Luo Muxiao, suddenly a strong feeling of reluctance welled up in his heart.

"Mom, how many did you pack?" Luo Muxiao asked her, "I want to eat coins too."

"I just made one." Yu Meifeng smiled, "Didn't you always only make one, you used to eat it, but now it's a pity that Xiao Gu cut it off."

Luo Muxiao curled his lips, thinking that his luck has been pretty bad recently, while Gu Zhubai's luck has been pretty good.

Gong Yuyang left after washing the dishes. He said that he and they were not a family after all, and he didn't want to eat dog food here, so he fled the scene almost non-stop.

Yu Meifeng sat in the living room for a while, Luo Muxiao was so sleepy, she went into the bathroom and planned to sleep after taking a shower.

Gu Zhubai took the quilt for Yu Meifeng: "Rest here tonight?"

"No, I'll go back after midnight." Yu Meifeng said.

"It's okay, there are rooms here."

Yu Meifeng smiled lightly, and said, "Aren't you curious that I really came to celebrate the New Year with you?"

Gu Zhubai knew that Yu Meifeng's real purpose of coming here today was finally coming, so he straightened his body and sat up a bit: "A little bit."

"It stands to reason that I should hate you. After all, you have made our family like this." Yu Meifeng sighed and said, "But I don't know, it's not entirely your fault. Because even It's not you, it's someone else, and nothing bad ever done is truly hidden forever and will be revealed someday."

Gu Zhubai lowered his eyes and did not respond.

"But to be honest, I still don't really want to see you—but I can't help it." Yu Meifeng smiled bitterly, "Xiao Xiao likes you. As his mother, I know that it is difficult for him to insist on liking you the same since he was a child. Things, but once you like them, no one can tell him off. Of course, it is not accurate to say that you are things, you are a real person. "

"So I have to apologize to you. I shouldn't have used the company to threaten you to marry Xiao Xiao." Yu Meifeng shook her head and sighed, "I plan to go abroad, so during the few years when his father came out, there was no one by his side. If you don't plan to divorce him... Xiao Xiao, can I ask you for help? Xiao Gu, although I don't have much contact with you, I know your character and I can be trusted."

Seeing that Gu Zhubai didn't speak, Yu Meifeng felt a little anxious, but she didn't show it, she just said: "Everything was done by me and Luo Jianhua, Xiao Xiao actually... didn't participate in anything."

Gu Zhubai finally raised his head, but his eyes looked a little dim under the light.

Yu Meifeng felt palpitations for no reason.

Gu Zhubai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and asked, "Is he really - didn't participate in anything?"

"I didn't participate in anything." Yu Meifeng said firmly.

"Then he—" Gu Zhubai opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly cold, "Don't you know anything?"