Son, Mom Will Back You

Chapter 36

The white shirt was crumpled.

Luo Xiu's right hand clenched into a fist, pressed it under his left rib and rubbed it lightly.

In the neat and clean bathroom, the tiles were shiny white, and only one side light was turned on, looking at the slender figure in the mirror, and frowning under the broken hair.

Luo Xiu's stomach problem is indeed not mild.

When you commit a crime, it is the pain of the fire or the knife.

At the finale banquet tonight, all the wine glasses that were handed to him were stopped by the little girl who looked like a baby boy, and he did not touch the wine. But in this kind of no-meal dinner, Luo Xiu only took the food from the first chopsticks, and he had been staring at Gu Nian to prevent her from getting drunk. He basically had nothing to eat all night.

The pain in the stomach had already started in the banquet hall, and when he was stopped in the elevator, he was close to the limit of endurance.

When I brought the person back to the room just now, my ears were relaxing, and the pain I had to endure also raged.

Luo Xiu held the cold marble sink and waited for dozens of seconds before finally waiting for the severe pain stage.

He raised his hand, took off his glasses, and put them aside.

The dry area of ​​the bathroom was next to the cloakroom. Luo Xiu turned around, opened one of the drawers, and pulled out a medicine box from the inside.

White medicine bottle, strangely shaped white pills. Luo Xiu poured out two capsules and ate them. Without water, the bitterness stopped on the tip of his tongue for a while.

In these two seconds, he heard not far away.ahref=\"/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection\"class=\"__cf_email__\"data-cfemail=\"5d1f121d\">[emailprotected] the sound of.

Luo Xiu looked back.

The door to the dry area of ​​the bathroom is a large sliding door with a double-page wooden frame, thick frosted glass, a little girl in a casual coat with bare feet lay behind the closed door with her hands on the side of the door, and she was crooked Half of his head was exposed.

His pupils were black and he looked at him baffledly, but his expression was still strained: "Are you secretly eating sweets?"

"..."

Luo Xiu sighed and smiled helplessly.

He really didn't expect that Gu Nian would be such a headache when he was drunk. If he knew in advance, he might think about it for two more seconds before making the decision.

In Luo Xiu's silence, the little girl had already been tempted by "sugar" and slowly moved from the shadow area behind the sliding door.

From approaching to stopping, Gu Nian stared unblinkingly at the white medicine bottle that Luo Xiu had not put back in his hand: "Can I taste one too?"

"No."

But it was ruthlessly rejected.

Gu Nian: QAQ

I don't know if it was because of drinking or something else, the eyes of the deer were especially watery, she raised her head, as if intending to get sympathy and "sugar" by holding back tears.

Luo Xiu smiled. The pill bottle rolled half a circle in his clean palm, and the pill slammed into the bottle. He leaned on the sliding door of the cloakroom, lowered his body, and asked with a smile, "Really?"

The girl's eyes lit up: "Hmm!"

"No."

"...?"

In front of the drunken Gu Nian, the evil dragon cruelly put the medicine bottle into the small medicine box without hiding his true face, and then locked it in the safe.

Gu Nian: "!"

Luo Xiu closed the sliding door of the cloakroom, and as soon as he turned back, he first met the weeping eyes of the little girl who didn't know when to get close.

Luo Xiu stopped.

As early as when I first saw him, I knew that Gu Nian had hidden the genius of the drama, but I didn't expect that he would have automatically exposed it so thoroughly after drinking without him.

Although he knew it was a pretense, Luo Xiu couldn't hold it for too long under Nababa's eyes.

He raised his hand helplessly and knocked on the metal safe: "It's not sugar, it's medicine. And it's bitter."

"Really...?" Gu Nian was not so sure.

"Ok."

The little girl lowered her head, thought for a while, then suddenly raised her head, and asked with a serious expression, "Is it the medicine for your bad stomach?"

"..."

Luo Xiu was startled.

He didn't expect that even if he was drunk like this, Gu Nian would still remember his stomach problems.

It seems that tonight really worried her a lot.

Luo Xiu raised his hand and rubbed the girl's head: "It's okay, it's all right."

Gu Nian seemed to want to hide, but in the end he held it back and stood there with a wooden face and was touched. When Luo Xiu dropped her hand, she raised her eyes serious: "You can't touch my head."

"why."

"This is not in harmony with etiquette."

"..."

Luo Xiu endured it, but still couldn't hold it back. He tapped her forehead with his fingers, venting his anger in a gentle and helpless manner: "Obviously 2 years younger than me, but there are some ridiculous things in his head... ?"

"T^T"

Gu Nian covered his forehead.

When Luo Xiu closed his hand, he took advantage of her wrist and took the little girl out of the bathroom.

Only two small night lights were lit on the entrance of the suite, the color was dim yellow, Luo Xiu stepped on the shadow under his feet, trying to take Gu Nian inside to let her rest.

But before he could take two steps, his hands were empty, and the little girl broke free.

Luo Xiu looked back: "?"

Gu Nian pointed to the suite door behind him, opposite to where they were going, her wilted face couldn't hide the excited little eyes: "Let's go out and play!"

Luo Xiu helpless: "Are you a night owl?"

Gu Nian nodded seriously.

Luo Xiu: "But this time, there is no more fun outside."

Gu Nian: "Then take a walk!"

"..."

It can be seen that Gu Nian is very persistent, and Luo Xiu didn't mean to screw her. He only glanced at Gu Nian's thin dress and bare feet on the carpet.

"wait a second."

"Ok!"

After a while, Luo Xiu returned to the hallway with a piece of his casual suit jacket in his arms, carrying the black strappy high heels he finally found in the two magical corners of the room.

Gu Nian stood motionless, very obedient, obviously waiting for him to come back.

Luo Xiu walked all the way to her. He stopped when he was more than ten centimeters away, bent his knees and lowered his right leg, and placed the strappy high-heeled shoes in his hand next to her feet.

Luo Xiu raised his head, the corners of his eyes curled up, his brown eyes looked like a gentle lake under the lamp: "Can you wear it yourself?"

"Yeah!" Gu Nian nodded.

Luo Xiu: "You can hold my shoulders."

"Okay!" With a thin white hand on one of his shoulders, Gu Nian bent down and tried to put on shoes.

With long soft hair hanging down in front of his eyes, with a faint fragrance of flowers, Luo Xiu's eyes were dark.

Looking at the undefended little girl, he laughed dumbly and said in a low voice: "Although I know you won't remember, I probably don't understand now... I really want to do this kind of intimate thing for you, but this It’s not possible to plant it."

"..."

"I want to be more mean to you, but I'm afraid I will lose you."

"..."

Gu Nian was busy for a while, and finally lifted both shoes. She heard the last trace of Ruo Ruo Wu, a voice that seemed to hide deep and complex emotions, climbing up the hairline and slipping into her ears.

But it is vague.

Gu Nian turned straight, lowered his eyes blankly, looking at the man who was still in a squatting half-kneeling position and stopped in front of her legs: "Luo Xiu, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Luo Xiu got up, his emotions faded, his brown eyes were gentle as usual, "go?"

"it is good!"

?

It was agreed to go out to play, and finally it became a circle around the hotel, and then returned to the lobby.

Tonight's hotel was booked by the crew. The vast majority of people were still scrambling in the banquet hall on the 6th floor. Very few returned to the room, which made the lobby downstairs deserted.

When Gu Nian and Luo Xiu returned, no one was seen in the lobby except for the two front desks on duty.

Gu Nianling stayed in place: "I don't want to go back to the room."

Luo Xiu: "There is a terrace on the second floor. Would you like to sit there for a while?"

"!"

Gu Nian swish full charge and raised her eyes, she nodded vigorously.

The terrace is also empty.

The four corners each lit up a small light pole like a street lamp, the wattage was not high, and in the night it looked like a star that was torn down by the wind.

Several scattered round tables and wicker chairs are irregularly distributed on the wooden overhead terrace, and no one cares.

As soon as Gu Nian entered through the door of the promenade leading to the terrace, she ran towards the round table and rattan chairs excitedly. After all, it was on the second floor. Luo Xiu was afraid of her danger and immediately followed.

Fortunately, Gu Nian was considered obedient even after being drunk, so she picked and picked two of the wicker chairs, and then the little girl raised her head, slapped the back of the chair and smiled at Luo Xiu: "Sit down quickly. "

"..."

It's like a baby seal that has only been fished ashore for fins.

Luo Xiu couldn't help lowering his eyes, suppressing the smiling smile in his eyes.

He picked up the casual suit jacket hung between his arms, swiped it gently, and wrapped the little girl in: "The wind is too cold at night, be careful of colds."

"I'm not cold!"

The little girl shook her neck and mouth, and shivered after speaking.

After two seconds of silence, she twisted the beginning casually.

Luo Xiu narrowed his smiling eyes.

Within a few seconds of sitting down, Gu Nian dragged the wicker chair to leaning against Luo Xiu, then leaned on the round table, tilted his head and rested his arm: "Luo Xiu, chat with me!"

Luo Xiu had an accident.

He thought he was waiting for a chance to get into a certain topic, but Gu Nian didn't expect to speak first.

After regaining his senses, Luo Xiu tickled the corner of his mouth and pushed the boat along the river: "What are you talking about."

Gu Nian was excited: "Script!"

Luo Xiu: "..."

After being quiet for a second or two, a low, dumb, helpless smile was mixed into the night.

"I shouldn't have hope for you."

"Huh?" Gu Nian heard it and turned back blankly.

Luo Xiu asked: "Why do you want to talk about the script again?"

"No sudden," Gu Nian sullen solemnly, "We haven't finished talking about the role before the finale!"

If it weren't for the little girl's stunned eyes, and the tone she would never use with him when she was awake, a little soft and a little nasal, then Luo Xiu probably thought she was sober.

"I'm so drunk, I still remember to work..." Luo Xiu laughed, "It's a pity, no one commented on you a model worker."

"That's not necessary." Gu Nian shook his head and refused, and then became even more dizzy. She murmured, "Freelance creators rely on self-consciousness to succeed!"

"..."

Luo Xiu's eyes flashed.

He didn't want to deliberately test against her intentions, but she took the initiative to send it.

When Gu Nian rubbed his dizzy head, he heard a good-sounding Gu person's voice beside his ears, as if asking casually: "Then you have been so consciously dedicated and have succeeded?"

"!"

Hearing this question, the little girl whizzed up her head.

Without dizziness, Gu Nian stared at the person in front of him with caution and suspicion.

The man leaned in a wicker chair, calmly and gentle.

Seeing the familiar facial features clearly, Gu Nian's eyes slowly loosened, but the answer from his mouth was still denial: "No...I haven't been popular, I'm just a little, little screenwriter."

""Luo Xiu smiled slightly.

Being able to tell Gu Nian to be in such a state of drunkenness is almost a stress response, and he is still secretive after two years... The blind retreat back then was not because of a trivial matter.

Rumors that can make her drop out of school.

Luo Xiu pressed the emotions surging slightly in his heart.

He just followed her words and asked: "Do you want to be popular again?"

The drunken little brain can't hold the dragon's vocabulary trap.

Gu Nian snapped and jumped into the pit.

"Yes!" The little girl made a serious fist.

Luo Xiu was amused by her strange expressions, and couldn't help laughing in her deep mood.

Gu Nian heard it and warned him seriously: "Don't laugh, I'm serious!"

"How serious."

"Well... I vowed to never get angry again. I just want to live a very, very, very plain life that no one can see."

Luo Xiu smiled for a while and looked up at her.

Gu Nian frowned: "But now I have changed my mind!"

Luo Xiu returned to his mind: "Why?"

Gu Nian: "..."

The little girl stopped talking suddenly.

She sat in the chair with a sullen face and motionless. For several seconds, she suddenly grabbed the edge of the round table, raised her face fiercely, and stared at the round table.

As if her enemy was engraved on it.

"Zong Shiyi, bad woman!"

"...?"

Luo Xiu hadn't understood the meaning of this sudden turn, he saw Gu Nian grabbing the table and slamming his forehead.

Luo Xiu was surprised.

He is no stranger to this picture, and it is not the first time that Gu Nian has committed a small problem with holding a table and kowtow.

It's just that he was drunk this time, he was afraid that she was not serious, so he got up and wanted to wait for Gu Nian to raise his head and cover her forehead.

As a result, the little girl "falls" down and lay down.

The two claws still held the table firmly, and the little girl kept kowtowing and stopped for a few seconds.

"Uuuuuuuuu!"

She began to cry.

For the first time in his life, Luo Xiu felt this kind of complex intertwined feeling of being angry, funny, and at a loss.

He leaned on the edge of the table and lowered himself: "Gu Nian?"

"woo woo woo woo?"

The little girl was so busy crying, she took the time to return to him in a rising tone.

Luo Xiu: "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Nian: "I'm so sad."

Luo Xiu: "Why?"

Gu Nian: "Because someone bullied Luo Xiu!"

Luo Xiu: "..."

Thinking of the indignant "Zong Shi Yi" again, Luo Xiu soon understood the cause and effect.

The moment he figured it out, his ribs were stuffy, like a pain, and it was far deeper, more touching, and more tangible than the simple pain.

Luo Xiu looked down and sighed like a smile: "So, it's for Luo Xiu?"

"Yeah!" The little girl suddenly raised her head, holding her forehead that was flushed by herself. She looked at the night ahead seriously, tears in her eyes still, "He has no background, then, then I will do it. His background! Bullying him is not supported by the gold master, then I will support it! Wait and wait until I become a gold medal screenwriter, no one will want to delete my baby goose's scene!

"...?"

Luo Xiu had a meal.

Gu Nian turned his head and saw the man leaning over and standing next to him through the small light pole.

After being sluggish for two seconds, the little girl leaped forward, hugged his waist at the most appropriate height, and cried bitterly: "Hey, baby goose, don’t be afraid. Mom will become a gold screenwriter one day. I will work harder to protect you, no one can bully you again, no! Mom will definitely be able to praise you!"

"..."

Luo Xiu froze and looked down.

He lowered his eyes when he looked at the girl who was holding his waist, his thin shirt wet with tears and crying and calling him "Goose".

After a long silence, Luo Xiu confessed and laughed.

"it is good."

He touched the girl's head tenderly.

"Stop crying... let you hold it."