bullets and roses

When Yu Meifeng's sofa was pulled out, it turned out to be a bed.

This made Luo Muxiao very surprised. He tried to figure out how to realize it several times, but he got stuck at the last time.

Gu Zhubai pulled it out for him with some difficulty, and Luo Muxiao stopped playing.

Luo Muxiao helped put the quilt on, the brand new quilt smelled of being sunburned, it smelled good.

He often smelled this kind of smell when he was a child, but when he got older, he used the dryer directly for quilts and clothes, and he never smelled this kind of smell again.

After they were all busy, the three of them sat on the sofa bed and watched TV, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Luo Muxiao sat very stiffly in the middle, not daring to move.

Before ten o'clock, Yu Meifeng was so embarrassed that she went into the room to go to bed, and there were only two people left in the living room, Luo Muxiao and Gu Zhubai. For some reason, the atmosphere became a little more relaxed.Maybe no matter how old you are, you will restrain yourself in front of your parents.

Luo Muxiao moved his butt to the left, getting closer to Gu Zhubai.

"Is it still cold?" Luo Muxiao asked him, "Your hands were really cold just now, why did you come out with so little clothes on?"

How could Gu Zhubai say that he was dazzled by anger, he didn't think about it that much at the time.

He didn't answer.

Luo Muxiao simply stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand, unexpectedly found that his hand was still cold, and it was bitingly cold, as if he hadn't warmed up after coming in for a long time.

"Why is it still cold?" Luo Muxiao didn't think too much, and directly untied his pajamas and covered Gu Zhubai's hands in. Although there was a thin layer of underwear, the biting cold was still very cold. With penetrating power, he let out a soft "hiss" of cold air.

Gu Zhubai struggled a bit, trying to get his hands out of his shackles.

But Luo Muxiao hugged him even tighter, even wrapped his waist around him, and then wrapped Gu Zhubai's hands around his waist as well, only then did Luo Muxiao realize that Gu Zhubai's body was also very cold.

He frowned and said, "Why don't you take a hot bath. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold tomorrow."

"Need not."

Gu Zhubai still looks neither salty nor bland, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Luo Muxiao refused to follow him, and pushed him up: "Go take a bath."

"..." Gu Zhubai looked away and said, "I didn't change clothes."

Inexplicably a little embarrassed.

Luo Muxiao was taken aback, suddenly realized something, and then laughed with a "poof": "Gu Zhubai, I just realized that you are special..." He thought for a long time, and finally came up with a suitable adjective, " awkward."

Gu Zhubai didn't speak, but frowned slightly.

"Go quickly," Luo Muxiao said, "I have clothes if you don't have them, it's fine if you don't wear mine."

Gu Zhubai wanted to say something more, but couldn't stand Luo Muxiao's enthusiasm, the other party directly pushed his wheelchair into the bathroom, and closed the door with a "snap": "Call me when you're done washing!"

Luo Muxiao managed to find a loose-fitting dress, but when it was on Gu Zhubai's body, the sleeves and trouser legs were still a bit short, which really looked a bit awkward.

Luo Muxiao pouted: "So let you be at home by yourself, I am here with my mother, it's like going back to my mother's house, it's not like I haven't done it before, why do you have to come with me?"

Of course, Gu Zhubai couldn't say that it was because he was worried about the ticket information.

He tugged on his trouser legs, and said flatly, "It's done."

Luo Muxiao made a face at him.

It was nearly twelve o'clock after all this was done.

The sofa bed is relatively big, 1.5 meters long, and it doesn't look too crowded for two big men to squeeze on it, but for Luo Muxiao, who is used to sleeping in big beds, it's still not very comfortable.

Compared to him, he likes sleeping in a large font, but now he can only curl up in a ball.

The temperature on Gu Zhubai's body finally rose little by little, and when it was getting close, Luo Muxiao even felt like there was a stove on his back, making him sweat all over.

Luo Muxiao called him in a low voice: "Are you asleep?"

Gu Zhubai didn't answer, breathing very evenly, probably fell asleep.Luo Muxiao turned around cautiously, facing Gu Zhubai.

When Gu Zhubai closed his eyes, the aggressiveness on his face instantly became much less aggressive. His eyes made people palpitate especially when looking at people, but now without those eyes, he looks gentle instead.

His eyelashes are too long.

Luo Muxiao stretched out his hand, and carefully touched Gu Zhubai's eyelashes, his fingertips were a little itchy, and his heart was also a little itchy.

"Gu Zhubai." Luo Muxiao whispered his name over and over again.

At the end of the yelling, he himself felt that he was very boring. He didn't dare to yell like that in front of his face. He only yelled when he fell asleep. If it wasn't cowardice, what else could it be?

Luo Muxiao sighed, moved his body forward a bit, and leaned into Gu Zhubai's arms, but just leaning against him caused a big trouble.

Only then did Luo Muxiao realize that Gu Zhubai's body didn't warm up, but became hot.

He immediately reached out and touched Gu Zhubai's forehead, it was astonishingly hot.

He actually had a fever.

Gu Zhubai himself didn't feel much, but he felt a little hot, his throat was a little dry, and there were no other problems.

It is conceivable how it feels to be woken up suddenly by Luo Muxiao in the middle of the night, but he opened his eyes and wanted to say something, but his body has no strength, so he can only close his eyes and fall asleep again.In a daze, he only felt that one hand was touching his forehead, and then changed to a warm towel, and then changed to a hand again. This back and forth almost lasted all night.

At around five o'clock in the morning, Gu Zhubai really opened his eyes. His forehead felt a little cold, and when he raised his hand to touch it, it turned out to be a cold towel.

He took off the towel, and just as he was about to move, he found that the quilt had wrapped around him at some point, and he was wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis, unable to move.

He doesn't have the habit of wrapping himself in a quilt when he sleeps, so it's conceivable that this should be done by Luo Muxiao.

Luo Muxiao was lying on the side of the sofa bed, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, sleeping very restlessly, even frowning tightly.

Looking at him, Gu Zhubai suddenly regained some memories of last night.

Luo Muxiao was busy all night.

He is a young master who is not good at taking care of others, but he really got rid of his fever. Although part of it is the reason why his body can still resist, but I have to say that Gu Zhubai has a very subtle feeling in his heart.

Gu Zhubai stretched out his hand to hug Luo Muxiao to the bed, but as soon as he moved, he realized that it was impossible for him to do it.

He is a wretch.

This past two days made it extremely difficult for him to accept this fact.

There are some things that ordinary people can easily do, but he can't.

Even going up the stairs, you have to rely on Luo Muxiao.

"Come and eat."

The sudden ear-piercing voice pulled Gu Zhubai back from his thoughts, he paused, met Yu Meifeng's smile, the other party made a quiet movement, and said, "Last night, Xiao Xiao spent the whole night to take care of you. Didn’t sleep. Let’s eat in a low voice, and I’ll warm him up when he wakes up.”

So, on the morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, Gu Zhubai sat in his mother-in-law's den and had breakfast alone with her.

That scene, no matter how you look at it, makes people feel weird.

But fortunately, Gu Zhubai's happiness and anger are invisible, while Yu Meifeng is used to pretending, so from an outsider's point of view, the two of them are actually happy and harmonious, and their family is harmonious.

When Luo Muxiao woke up halfway through the meal, the first thing he did was to grab the towel off Gu Zhubai's head, but he found nothing: "Gu Zhubai? Gu Zhubai?" He was a little nervous messing around on the sofa bed. Touching it, I can see that I haven't woken up.

"Cough—" Seeing the suppressed smile on Yu Meifeng's face, Gu Zhubai sighed and raised his voice, "I'm here."

Luo Muxiao turned his head abruptly, with a smile on his face as if he had lost and recovered: "You scared me to death! Why did you go there?"

Gu Zhubai shook the chopsticks in his hand: "Come over and have breakfast."

Luo Muxiao did come over, but he didn't come to have breakfast, but came to touch Gu Zhubai's forehead, and then said: "Fortunately, the fever has subsided."

Gu Zhubai lowered his eyes and said, "Eat."

"Oh." Luo Muxiao sat down beside Gu Zhubai.

Gu Zhubai had no choice but to reach out and move the bowl and chopsticks opposite to him.

After breakfast, Yu Meifeng still had something to do, so she went out first, Luo Muxiao took over the job of washing dishes, and walked to the kitchen with the dishes, Gu Zhubai also followed behind him.

Yu Meifeng’s room does not have advanced customization for the disabled, so it is very inconvenient for Gu Zhubai to wash dishes. He can only watch. After watching for a while, he also finds it boring, so he simply leaves the kitchen. .

Sitting in the living room and listening to the sound of Luo Muxiao washing the dishes for a while, he almost broke two bowls during the period, and finally completed the task assigned by Yu Meifeng without any risk.

Luo Muxiao dried his hands and came out, his eyes drifted out of the window casually, and his eyes lit up: "The snow outside is getting lighter!"

Gu Zhubai also took a look: "Well, it's too young."

"Let's go out for a walk." Luo Muxiao said, "It's been snowing recently, I haven't strolled outside for a long time."

Gu Zhubai frowned slightly: "It must be today?"

"Well. Today." Luo Muxiao smiled at him, "Gu Zhubai, haven't you heard such a saying - when you want to do something, you must do it, in case this is the last time Here's the chance."

Hearing this sentence, Gu Zhubai felt a little uncomfortable—what is the last chance?

But he didn't say much, just nodded lightly: "Let's go."

Because the snow was getting smaller, many people who had been cooped up at home for a few days went out.After ten o'clock, the sun even came out, but it was colder outside.

Luo Muxiao huddled in his clothes, and even trembled a little.

His hair almost covered his eyes, leaving nothing on his face.

Gu Zhubai looked at it for a while, but couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "How long has it been since you cut your hair?"

Luo Muxiao blinked: "...it's been a long time."

"Go and cut your hair." Gu Zhubai said.

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