After dinner, the sweet aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs still lingered in the living room. Gu Luo did not curl up on the sofa to watch TV with his sisters as usual, but turned and went into the bathroom.
The cold water gushed out from the shower head, hitting my back and causing a shiver. The icy water droplets slid down my spine and into the hollow of my waist, washing away the restless and chaotic thoughts that had accumulated during the day.
He raised his hand to wipe his face, and water droplets dripped along his jawline. The only sound he could hear was the sound of water hitting the tiles, which was particularly clear in the quiet bathroom.
After taking a shower, Gu Luo went to the room.
The sky outside the window was already dark, and the warm yellow light shone on the light gray sheets, reflecting a sense of loneliness.
Gu Luo didn't turn on the computer, and didn't even wipe the water droplets from the ends of his hair thoroughly. He just threw himself heavily into the bed, and his back hit the mattress with a dull "bang".
He stretched out his legs, his fingertips unconsciously picking at the lines on the bed sheet, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. The hustle and bustle of Tianyao Entertainment during the day, Tang Qi's vague hesitation, Lin Mengjun's adorable look as she clung to him and called him "brother"...all of them flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, as tangled as a ball of tightly tangled thread.
Feeling confused.
My heart is so confused.
It's very messy.
Is this really my mother?
Gu Luo wanted to take out his cell phone to call his father and find out what was going on, but he couldn't muster the strength.
Although she complained about Gu Feng being her cheap dad every day, she really loved him in her heart.
The reason why Xiao Man was able to grow up healthy was because Gu Feng did not hold back at all and covered all the expenses. Although I don’t know the exact amount, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford.
As far as Gu Luo could remember, Gu Feng had never been home before 11 o'clock at night.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was gently pushed open, and a soft "creak" sound interrupted his dazed state.
Gu Luo sat up subconsciously and caught a glimpse of his sisters poking their heads in from the door - Luo Shuhe was wearing a black suspender nightgown; Luo Shuning's moon-white silk nightgown shone softly under the light, and she was holding a dry towel in her hand; Gu Ximan was wearing goose yellow slippers, and the lace on the hem of her skirt swayed slightly with her steps; Lu Xuexue was holding a panda doll, and there were some water stains on the cuffs of her light blue nightgown, probably because she had just washed her hands; Luo Shuling was the most anxious, wearing a pink cartoon nightgown, and rushed in barefoot. She was gently pulled by Luo Shuhe before she obediently tiptoed to take off her shoes.
They didn't say anything, and as if they had agreed beforehand, they stepped on the edge of the mattress and got into bed one by one.
Luo Shuhe sat directly behind Gu Luo's shoulder. As soon as his fingertips touched the wet hair on the back of his neck, he took the towel from Luo Shuning's hand and gently wiped his hair.
Luo Shuning sat down next to Luo Shuhe, placed his palm on his left shoulder blade, and massaged it with neither light nor heavy pressure.
Gu Ximan sat cross-legged at his feet, picked up his left foot and placed it on her leg, pinching the acupoints on his ankle with her fingertips. She looked up after each pinch, and when she saw that he didn't move, she secretly tickled the sole of his foot with her fingertips.
Lu Xuexue sat down next to Gu Ximan, her small hands lightly circled his legs, her palms pressed against the calf muscles, rubbing upwards bit by bit.
Luo Shuling was the most agile. She climbed to the side of Gu Luo's waist, sat her little butt on the mattress, clenched her fists into fists, and gently beat his lower back, humming a tuneless song.
The room was silent, with only the rustling sound of a towel brushing against hair, the slight sinking sound of the mattress during the massage, and the breathy sound of Luo Shuling humming.
Gu Luo's confused thoughts were being gently smoothed away by these warm hands.
Obviously, his emotions could not be hidden from his sisters.
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