bullets and roses

God knows how much Luo Muxiao wants to get rid of this heart in his body.

When he knew that his heart not only belonged to Li Yuan'an, but Li Yuan'an was also his half-brother, Luo Mu Xiao couldn't help but die on the operating table at that time, and he didn't want to live with Li Yuan'an.

Everyone wants him to survive, but no one has considered how he wants to survive.

If this is the way of life, Luo Muxiao would rather not have it.

Let him be self-willed, Luo Muxiao's current mentality is completely that he would rather be broken than whole.

Gong Yuyang originally wanted to stay here with Luo Muxiao all the time, but things in the company really couldn't be separated from others. He stayed for less than half an hour, and his brother started a series of deadly calls, one hung up and another came , There is no way, he can only deal with it temporarily.

How could Luo Muxiao dare to keep him, after all this matter was caused by him - I don't know whether Gong Yuyang knows or not.

Luo Muxiao's guilty words came to his lips several times, but he swallowed them all in the end, he didn't have the courage.

Don't want to lose your last friend.

Not long after Gong Yuyang left, Gu Zhubai came, and Luo Muxiao quickly turned around pretending to be asleep.

The sound of the wheelchair rolling rang in the room for a long time, and Luo Muxiao was annoyed by the rolling. He pulled up the quilt and completely covered his face, which made him feel better.

But not long after, Gu Zhubai threw off his quilt.

Luo Muxiao stared at Gu Zhubai with eyes as big as copper bells.

Gu Zhubai asked him: "Stop pretending to be asleep?"

Luo Mu Xiao Mu turned over with a face, and pulled the quilt up again.

"Get up and eat." Gu Zhubai ignored his attitude, just doing his own thing.

Luo Muxiao also stood still, dragging the quilt to cover his face, wishing that Gu Zhubai would disappear from here immediately.

At this moment, where is there any liking or dislike, it's not bad if he doesn't hate him--what's more, he feels that he hates him.

Hate him for liking himself as a stand-in.

He didn't understand before why Gu Zhubai was always gentle sometimes, but sometimes he didn't take him seriously.

Ever since he knew that his heart belonged to Li Yuanan, he finally understood.

His tenderness never faced Luo Muxiao, but Li Yuanan.He will never be able to replace Li Yuanan's position.

Gu Zhubai lifted his quilt again: "I bought porridge, which is more suitable for you to eat now."

Luo Muxiao looked at him expressionlessly: "Can you not bother me?"

Gu Zhubai's expression froze, and his brows were slightly frowned: "What petty temper are you playing?"

Luo Muxiao finds it funny from the bottom of his heart—maybe all his anger is nothing in Gu Zhubai's eyes, and all his self-righteous resistance and escape are nothing but willfulness in Gu Zhubai's eyes.

He loves Gu Zhubai so much that he gives Gu Zhubai the illusion that no matter what, he will never leave.

Luo Muxiao thought about the stupid things he had done these years, and felt that his obstinacy was ridiculous.

His parents have reminded him more than once not to be too serious and not to get too deep, but he still doesn't care, his feet are deep in the mud, and he regards loving Gu Zhubai as the top priority in his life.

But in fact, what does Gu Zhubai think of him?

Nothing.

Luo Muxiao pursed his lips and said: "I have no appetite, you can eat by yourself."

"Your current body needs to eat something." Gu Zhubai forcefully scooped up a spoonful of porridge and was about to feed him, "Open your mouth."

"Gu Zhubai, I hope you can figure it out." Luo Muxiao looked at him, "I'm not your captive pet, it's not what you say, I must do it."

Gu Zhubai didn't pay attention to his words at all: "Rest after eating."

Luo Muxiao sighed weakly, and said: "Let me go."

"Boom -" sound.

With a movement of Gu Zhubai's hand, he suddenly put the bowl of porridge on the table, making a crisp sound.The bowl of porridge fluctuated twice, some spilled out, and finally returned to the bottom of the bowl calmly.

Gu Zhubai's complexion was extremely gloomy - these words again.

During these days, he heard these words over and over again—let him go.

If you let him go, then what is he insisting on for so long?

Gu Zhubai's expression slowly regained his composure, and suppressed his unhappy expression.He stared into his eyes and said without blinking: "What do you mean by letting you go?"

"You know what I mean." Luo Muxiao said, "The bridge returns to the bridge, and the road returns to the road. In the future, even if we meet on the road, we will pass each other as if we don't know each other. We are not the same People in the world, I was too naive and stupid before, so I felt that hard work will definitely pay off, but I never thought that I would go wrong from the beginning of this road, even if I go to the end, go It’s not where I should be.”

"If you make a mistake, find another way," Gu Zhubai said lightly, "Roads are made by people, and where there is no road, there can be a road."

"Do you think it's realistic?" Luo Muxiao sneered, "The reality is—rather than letting me live with Li Yuanan's heart, I would have died on the operating table at that time."

Gu Zhubai clenched his fists violently, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, as if he was trying his best to restrain his emotions that were about to explode.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before suppressing his anger: "What do you mean? Life is such an insignificant thing in your mouth?"

Luo Muxiao laughed lowly: "For me, yes - of course I know, for you, his life is not..."

"Enough." Gu Zhubai finally couldn't help interrupting Luo Muxiao's words, stuffed the porridge in his hand into his mouth, and his attitude became tough, "I don't care what you think, and I don't care what you want. Choose whatever, but since you owe me, don't try to run away from me."

"What do I owe you?" Luo Muxiao looked at him in disbelief, "Why do you?"

Gu Zhubai looked at him without speaking.

"Did you owe your lover's life?" Luo Muxiao looked at Gu Zhubai's expression——

There was a complex emotion in his expression.

Luo Muxiao looked at him blankly, suddenly felt like a fool.

This fool is still the kind who has to help count the money after being sold.

"Gu Zhubai, when his heart was given to me - he was already dead." Luo Muxiao didn't want to say such cruel words at first, but seeing his expression at this moment, he suddenly felt that the other party never regarded him back. Is it possible that he doesn't take himself seriously?

"I'll ask you one last time." Luo Muxiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Just because of my heart, do you think I will be chained to you forever?"

Gu Zhubai looked at him, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded: "Yes."

"Very good." Luo Muxiao first gave a wry smile, then quickly grabbed his heart, and said word by word, "Since you want it so much—then I'll just give him back to you..."

There was a sharp fruit knife on the locker next to him. Gong Yuyang used this knife to help him peel a whole apple, but he didn't eat a bite.

Because at that time Luo Muxiao was thinking, if this knife pierced his body, the pain would be much greater than his heart ache.

With a "snap", the spoon in Gu Zhu's white hand hit the ground and shattered.

In fact, Luo Muxiao is a person who is very afraid of pain.

When he broke his skin, he would yell for a long time, act coquettishly and cry, and must get some back from his parents. When he got it back, he had to cry with tears when he was a child.

But after getting to know Gu Zhubai, he became less afraid of pain.

When the fruit knife pierced his heart, Luo Muxiao found that it was different from what he had imagined, he didn't feel any pain on the flesh - he just felt the pain in his heart, which radiated from the inside out The pain was so painful that even when he was breathing, it seemed that he had broken one after another small openings.

Luo Muxiao held the fruit knife and wanted to stab his heart harder and deeper, but the pain made him weak and frightened, and the spreading blood dripped on the ground as if it was going to stain the whole house, he heard There were screams and footsteps, but Gu Zhubai's voice could not be felt.

He seemed shocked.

Fine, that's what he wanted.

Luo Muxiao thought silently in his heart.

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