bullets and roses

After sending Yu Meifeng back, it started snowing again.

Luo Muxiao came out too hastily, without gloves, his hands were red from the cold, his hands are prone to frostbite in winter, a large patch has grown in the past few days, and now it is frozen again , the red has turned into purple, which looks a little scary.

His clothes had no pockets, so he had to tuck them into his sleeves, but the cold wind still poured in from the cuffs.

From Gu Zhubai's perspective, he could just see Luo Mu's shivering hands.

In fact, Luo Muxiao took a fancy to Gu Zhubai's collar, thinking that he could keep warm if he hid it in, but unfortunately he didn't have that much courage.

Gu Zhubai suddenly pulled the corner of his clothes: "Come here."

"Ah?" Luo Muxiao looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Take the scarf." Gu Zhubai tore off the scarf around his neck and handed it to him. The cold wind poured into his body from the neckline, and he frowned from the cold, but it was okay, not so unbearable .

"I don't want it." Luo Muxiao hurriedly wrapped the scarf around him again, "I have a scarf."

Gu Zhubai glanced at his red hands, the meaning was self-evident.

Luo Muxiao hid his hands in some awkwardness, and said: "I'll be home soon." He rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on Gu Zhubai's back, cleared his throat and said: "How about , you can let my hand hide under your collar for a while."

Gu Zhubai's overcoat is relatively loose and has a slightly thick collar. Although it won't cover both hands, it can at least keep you warm.

Gu Zhubai paused, but actually nodded slightly.

Without saying a word, Luo Muxiao stretched out his hand, and got under Gu Zhubai's collar, and there was a thick scarf on it, and he felt much better immediately.

It's a pity that walking is a bit inconvenient.

The two had no choice but to speed up and go back, not even thinking about taking a walk outside.

Although it is already early morning, there are still many people wandering around in the community, and it is quite interesting to meet someone playing with fireworks from time to time.

Gu Zhubai asked Luo Muxiao if he wanted to play, he shook his head: "It's cold. Why don't you go back to sleep."

Gu Zhubai didn't say anything more.

The heating was turned on at home, and as soon as he entered, he was enveloped in warmth. Luo Muxiao heaved a sigh of relief and withdrew his hand, but Gu Zhubai felt a little uncomfortable.

"Then I'll go to bed first." Luo Muxiao rubbed his face and entered the room.

He had already showered before going out, so he planned to go straight to sleep.Gu Zhubai didn't move, he sat by the window and watched the electronic fireworks for a while, the time passed bit by bit.

Luo Muxiao's cell phone was left outside at some point, anyway, he is always such a careless personality.

Gu Zhubai smoked a cigarette on the window sill and went back to the living room. The other party's cell phone rang a few times before it stopped.He didn't think too much about it, so he walked over and glanced at it casually, it was Gong Yuyang's phone call, he made several calls, but he didn't hear it before, let alone Luo Muxiao, who probably fell asleep a long time ago.

He was about to put down his phone when suddenly the ringtone rang again, and a text message came in.

It was Gong Yuyang again.

Gu Zhubai glanced over the page carelessly, but his gaze suddenly froze.

Gong Yuyang: [Laihe.com] Ticket issued: Order XXXXX China Eastern Airlines...

Then another text message.

Gong Yuyang: How are you thinking?This is the ticket information, leave on the fourth day, remember...

The following words are still invisible, but Gu Zhubai can almost guess what it will be.

He clenched the phone tightly, and due to excessive force, even the veins on the back of his hand bulged. Gu Zhubai raised his head, his seemingly calm gaze seemed to pass through that thin door, and landed fiercely on Luo Muxiao's door. body.

Indeed, as he said, he wanted a divorce.

And he had already considered leaving here.

Of course Gu Zhubai clearly understood that he had no right to dissuade him, but he couldn't help feeling flustered when he thought of it. It was probably a kind of fear of the unknown—he didn't know, if Luo Muxiao really left, he would have to leave again. What will it be like to return to the state of being single.

Gu Zhubai slammed the phone back, but did not see the third text message that came over.

Gong Yuyang: Although I guess that you probably won't leave, I still think...you should think about it more seriously.Do you really think that Gu Zhubai likes you?I think I don’t need to remind you of this answer, you know it clearly in your heart.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Muxiao changed into a suit of clothes.

He was wearing a dark red down jacket, the wide fit almost hiding his whole body inside, and a dark red fisherman's hat, only revealing his nice pointed chin, the dark red all over his body made his skin even more beautiful. Snow.

He put on the Martin boots with some difficulty, and was about to open the door, when Gu Zhubai's voice suddenly sounded: "Where are you going?"

There was a bit of a questioning tone in his tone.

Luo Muxiao was stunned for a moment, got up and turned to look at him, touched his nose and said: "I'll go outside to see if there is any breakfast shop. There is no takeaway place for the first day of the Chinese New Year."

Gu Zhubai's frowned brows eased, and he said "um", "I'm with you."

So Luo Muxiao waited for Gu Zhubai for a while.

It is indeed the first day of the new year.

Although it’s still early, it’s already very lively outside, especially with children. There are many sellers of snacks and toys on the side of the road. In fact, setting up a stall outside on this day can make a lot of money in a day. Ten times the normal amount.

Luo Muxiao bought a few steamed buns for more than 20 yuan, and gave Gu Zhubai more than half of it.I spent another ten yuan to buy two cups of soy milk.

The two of them wandered around the street side by side, and bought one when they saw something interesting. Luo Muxiao soon had a lot of inexplicable little things in his hands.

He also found his childhood memory - throwing a cannon.

Buy a lot of them, throw them on the ground one by one, and blow them up once you throw them.

Luo Muxiao specially found an open space to retrieve his childhood memories.

Gu Zhubai looked at him from the side, with a smile in his eyes.

Luo Muxiao threw more than a dozen in a row, his joy was beyond his bounds.Feeling overjoyed for a moment, he grabbed Gu Zhubai's hand and asked him to play with him, and stuffed a box into his hand.

Only then did he realize how could Gu Zhubai like such childish things.

But in the next second, a "pop" suddenly exploded not far from his feet, and Luo Muxiao threw himself into Gu Zhubai's arms in fright, covering his ears.

"You didn't ask me to throw it?" Gu Zhubai looked at him amusedly.

"Don't be so sudden!" Luo Muxiao squeezed his chest, "I don't know I'm sick."

Gu Zhubai paused, stretched out his hand to cover his chest, his brows were also furrowed, and there was an apologetic look in his eyes: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Luo Muxiao squatted on the ground, facing Gu Zhubai's eyes.

Hearing his words, he grinned and showed eight teeth, even his eyes were crooked in a smile.

At this moment, he didn't care whether it was true or false, he just wanted to enjoy the happiness at this moment.

"Do you still want to play?" Luo Muxiao asked him.

"Go ahead." Gu Zhubai pinched Luo Muxiao's face, and wiped away the dust that he had scratched on his face, "Slow down."

Luo Muxiao stood up like a child, just about to turn his head, but he didn't know what he thought of, he turned around and looked at Gu Zhubai again.

Gu Zhubai raised his eyebrows and asked him what's wrong.

Luo Muxiao leaned forward abruptly, kissed him on the cheek, and said: "Thank you for accompanying me, Gu Zhubai."

Play such a childish game with me.

Probably the time was just right, or Luo Muxiao's expression was also just right, in short, Gu Zhubai's heart moved at that moment, and he didn't let Luo Muxiao go.

He pinched the back of the opponent's head, put one hand directly around the opponent's waist, and kissed the opponent's lips instead.

Luo Muxiao gave a "huh", put his arms around the other's neck, and sat up on it, and even halfway through the sitting, he was distracted and asked him: "Can I sit?"

Gu Zhubai directly pressed the opponent's butt on his lap.

Luo Muxiao found that Gu Zhubai was extraordinarily tough today, not only in his consistent kiss, but also in his actions of not letting Luo Muxiao avoid it for a long time. The tip was completely red, the eye sockets were red, and the eye sockets were also infiltrated with crystal tears, looking like a wronged little fox.

Luo Muxiao grabbed the other party's collar and pressed down hard, finally found time to say: "I can't breathe."

Gu Zhubai ignored him.

Luo Muxiao said even more aggrieved: "I have asthma, you can't treat me like this, Gu Zhubai."

Gu Zhubai paused, and finally regained his strength, leaned back and leaned on the wheelchair.

Luo Muxiao hugged the other party's neck tightly, and vented all his strength on him, the whole person lost all strength like a puppet.

The two hid in a corner on the side of the woods, rested for a long time, and finally recovered - the impulse to a certain position was suppressed.

"Are you still playing?" Gu Zhubai rubbed Luo Muxiao's cold back and asked him.

"What else do you want to play?" Luo Muxiao sniffed and said, "Let's go back."

Gu Zhubai said: "If you want to play, I can play with you."

Luo Muxiao muttered in a low voice: "If you play with me, why am I still playing this childish game? Of course I have to play some adult games."

"Games for grown-ups?" Gu Zhubai was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he looked at Luo Muxiao thoughtfully, and then said, "If you want, I don't mind."

"cough--"

Luo Muxiao was almost frightened by Gu Zhubai's astonishing words: "You——are you joking?"

Gu Zhu raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing.

Luo Muxiao's face turned red immediately, and he looked away awkwardly, but he faltered first: "I'm just joking, don't you just think about it?"

"What are you thinking?" Gu Zhubai said calmly, "I said you can play shooting or something."

Luo Muxiao: "...Oh." Now, Luo Muxiao's neck is completely red.