When they walked out of Tianshui Hotel, Luo Shuning shivered in the evening breeze. Gu Luo quickly took off his coat and wrapped it around her.
When he returned to the apartment he had been away from for a week and opened the door, Gu Luo felt a sense of strangeness in his heart for some reason.
Luo Shuling was very considerate. She helped the drunk and giggling Gu Ximan up to the second floor. Gu Ximan was still mumbling:
"I can still drink... Have another drink with me... Hehe..."
Suddenly, there were only three people left in the living room.
Gu Luo helped the two sisters walk to the sofa. As soon as they sat down, he stretched out his arms without saying a word and hugged them into his arms - Luo Shuning leaned on his left shoulder, rubbed his collar with the tip of her nose, and her breath with a hint of alcohol fell lightly on his neck; Luo Shuhe leaned on his right shoulder, her fingers gently grasping the corner of his clothes.
Gu Luo looked down at the two people in his arms, and felt that the emptiness in his heart was filled. The anxiety and uneasiness of the week seemed to disappear at this moment.
He couldn't help it, so he leaned over and gently pecked Luo Shuning's lips - the soft touch felt like touching a piece of marshmallow. Luo Shuning's body stiffened instantly, and then she shrank tighter into his arms.
Then he rubbed Luo Shuhe's face again, his voice low and hoarse with guilt:
"I'm sorry for you. You've suffered this week."
After he finished speaking, he paused, patted the two of them lightly on the back, and his eyes moved around the sisters' faces:
"What happened this week?"
He wanted to know why the two of them became different, especially Luo Shuning.
Luo Shuning didn't say anything, but just put his arms around Gu Luo's waist, increasing the strength.
Luo Shuhe, on the other hand, looked at Luo Shuning with his eyes downcast, his fingers tightly grasping the corner of Gu Luo's coat, his voice intermittent, as if he was holding a mouthful of warm water and dared not swallow it:
"I'm sorry, sister. That day in the park, I thought she was going to jump into the pond to commit suicide... I was so worried and angry that I... slapped her."
When she mentioned "slapping her", her voice was very low: "Before that, my sister wanted to take all the blame on herself and told mom that it was all her fault and that she seduced you...but mom slapped her too..."
She recounted the entire confrontation in the park and Luo Liang's attack, leaving out nothing.
After hearing this, Gu Luo felt as if his heart was being pulled, and it was painful.
He leaned over and kissed the skin softly and gently, his voice very gentle: "Does it hurt?"
Luo Shuning's eyelashes trembled. She didn't answer, but wrapped her arms tighter, almost embedding herself in Gu Luo's arms.
At this time, Luo Shuhe slowly stood up, loosened the corner of Gu Luo's clothes with his fingers, and curled his fingertips at his side: "I... am going to sleep, you two should have a good chat."
She took a half step back slowly, her gaze lingering on the two of them for two seconds before adding, her voice steadier than before, yet with a subtle softness:
"Sister, no matter what the outcome is, we are sisters."
After saying that, without stopping, he turned and walked towards the stairs to the second floor, and his figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
Tonight's retreat is an apology for that slap.
Although I am worried and confused, I still slap someone.
At this moment, there were only two people left in the living room. Gu Luo hugged Luo Shuning tightly again, and gently stroked her back with his palm, as if comforting a frightened kitten:
"Dabao, you've been wronged."
Luo Shuning raised her head, her eyes still moist, and looked straight at Gu Luo, her voice very soft: "Xiaobao, will you blame me?"
"Won't."
Gu Luo immediately shook his head, wiping the moisture under her eyes with his thumb, his tone firm yet gentle: "Shu He and I both know that you are doing this to get through the difficulties at hand."
Luo Shuning stared into his eyes for a long while, her lips moved, and she was silent for a long time before she slowly spoke. Her voice, hesitant at first, gradually became firm:
"It's a bit of both...but this time, I want to live my true self and don't want to compromise anymore."
She raised her hand, and gently touched Gu Luo's chin with her fingertips, with a little light in her eyes: "I want to stand on the stage, sing and film like before, so that everyone can see me; I want to be able to walk down the street with you openly, without having to hide; I want... I want every birthday in the future to be able to spend it with you, without having to lock myself in the room and cry secretly..."
As she spoke, her voice gradually became choked, but she didn't shed tears. She just leaned closer to Gu Luo's arms, buried her face in his neck, and breathed warmly:
"Xiaobao, I don't want to be a compromising Luo Shuning anymore."
"Okay, I'll stay with you."
Gu Luo responded softly.
He really feels sorry for his sisters and feels indebted to them for the rest of his life.
There is no solution to this.
Because you can only marry one person.
There can only be one person in public view.
The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh.
The high profile of becoming rich is to have the capital to bring happiness to all the sisters, but at the same time, it also deprives them of the right to remain anonymous in the future.
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