Chapter 472: The World, Like a Dream (2/2)



As long as the money is in place, drivers will rush to pick you up no matter how far away the bus is.

When we arrived at the hotel, the heating lights in the corridor were on.

Gu Luo carried Tang Xiaoxiao into Luo Shuhe's room and gently placed her on the soft big bed.

He leaned over and called out twice, "Xiaoxiao, it's time to eat." The little girl just smacked her lips, turned over and continued to sleep. Her eyelashes cast light shadows under her eyes, and she slept very soundly.

She had no intention of getting up, so I had no choice but to cover her with the quilt.

Seeing this, everyone tiptoed out and went downstairs to have the buffet.

When she returned to the room again, Lu Xuexue consciously took her pajamas and went to Luo Shuhe's room. She did not forget to close the door gently, leaving the space for Gu Luo and Gu Ximan, a pair of siblings with a deep bond.

In the large bedroom, the warm yellow wall lamp was on and the snow-white sheets were neatly made.

Gu Luo had just finished taking a shower, his hair still damp, when he saw Gu Ximan coming towards him, holding a pillow. She was wearing light pink silk pajamas, and her cold tea brown hair was half-dried with a brush, with water dripping from the ends. Without waiting for Gu Luo to say anything, she threw herself into his arms.

Gu Ximan wrapped herself around him like an octopus, her legs gently hooked around his waist, her arms tightly hugged his neck, her little head buried in his chest, her cheek pressed against his warm skin, and she could clearly hear his steady heartbeat.

She didn't make a fuss about "playing games" like she did before, but just held him quietly, nuzzling his collarbone with her nose, her voice as soft as cotton wool:

"Brother, we will never be apart."

Gu Luo reached out and hugged Gu Ximan, his palm gently supporting her waist, and with the other hand slowly wiped her wet hair, his fingertips running through her soft hair with gentle movements.

"Well, we'll never be apart."

He lowered his head and placed a light kiss on the top of her head, his chin resting on her forehead. He could smell the faint scent of shampoo on her hair.

Gu Ximan uttered a "嘤" sound and shrank into his arms again, wrapping her legs tighter around him, leaning her whole body against him like she did when she was afraid of thunder as a child.

The bedroom was very quiet, with only the sound of their even breathing. The light from the warm lamp fell on their overlapping figures, gently wrapping this moment of warmth in the snow-white bedding.

Tonight, the two did not have any intimate interaction. They were both immersed in the memories of the past, feeling each other's warmth.

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The world is like a dream.

The windows of the black business car were covered with dark film. The wheels made almost no sound as they rolled over the slightly cool asphalt road in the early morning. Like a silent fish, it slowly stopped on the street not far from the gate of Caizhou University.

There are no unnecessary logos on the car body, only a faint metallic luster on the door handles. It is so low-key that it blends in with the crowd of cars of students and parents passing by, but it also reveals a calm texture in the details.

The car window was lowered to a gap of two fingers' width, and the early morning breeze brought in the scent of the camphor trees on campus.

Tang Xiaoxiao, sitting in the passenger seat, leaned against the car window in a trance, his eyes fixed on the university gate not far away - freshmen wearing colorful T-shirts were dragging suitcases, the wheels of their suitcases making a "gurgling" sound on the ground, and their parents were following behind them carrying bedding, occasionally a few words of advice could be heard, and the crowd was as noisy as a boiling pot of water.

She looked for a moment, then subconsciously lowered her head, her gaze sweeping across the hem of her light apricot dress and landing on her legs: her skin was so white it was almost transparent, her calves were slender yet had a healthy curve, and her knees showed no trace of years spent in a wheelchair. Reaching out and gently touching them, she could feel the warm touch and firm muscles.

She raised her hand again to adjust her collar, her fingertips brushing against the delicate skin of her collarbone. Her curves were well-proportioned, and her size was even comparable to that of Sister Xiaoman. Suddenly, a wave of trance arose in her heart - it seemed like yesterday she was sitting in a wheelchair going to the temple to pray, and today she can wear a beautiful dress and stand here as a freshman.

"Xiaoxiao, from now on you are officially a college student. Congratulations."

A gentle voice came from the side, and Tang Xiaoxiao turned to look at the driver's seat.

Gu Luo was wearing a pair of black sunglasses, the lenses blocking the emotions in his eyes. The lower half of his face was covered by a light gray mask, revealing only his smooth forehead and a black baseball cap that was pulled down slightly on his head. The shadow from the brim of the hat fell on his cheeks, completely hiding his outline.

But even though he was wrapped so tightly, Tang Xiaoxiao could still sense his concern from the slight vibration in his chest when he spoke. Her heart felt like it was soaked in warm water and trembled slightly.

"What the hell, parents aren't even allowed in for new student registration these days."

A woman's coquettish voice came from the back seat. Tang Xiaoxiao looked through the rearview mirror and saw Gu Ximan with slightly puffed cheeks. Her long, cold tea-brown hair was carefully combed into a low ponytail, and the end of her hair was tied into a small bun fixed with a hairpin.

This is the "woman's hair" style she often wears after becoming a mother, but it does not make her look old at all. Instead, it makes her neck look more slender.

Gu Ximan was holding a baby wrapped in a beige swaddle in her arms. The baby's face was as delicate as a piece of jade, and his eyelashes were like two small fans. He was holding his little fist in his mouth and blowing out transparent bubbles obediently.

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