Halfway through the meal, Luo Shuning put down her chopsticks, her fingers gently stroking the rim of her bowl, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere: "Xiao Bao, you should know that Aunt Tang has a concert in Caizhou this month, right?"
Gu Luo was picking fish bones out of Gu Ximan when she heard this. She looked up and nodded, "I know. I heard the girls in class this morning say that the tickets were sold out last month."
He paused, noticing the expectation and trepidation in Luo Shuning's eyes, and asked with a smile, "What? Aunt Tang wants to invite you to perform on the same stage?"
"Mmm." Luo Shuning nodded vigorously, a faint blush rising on her cheeks: "For the last song of the concert, I'll be on stage with Aunt Tang. It'll be my second debut performance..."
Her voice trailed off, her eyes filled with uncertainty. After a few seconds of pause, she mustered her courage and looked up at Gu Luo: "And... I'd like to ask Xiao Bao to write a song for us, is that alright? I know you're dealing with some family matters lately, so you might not have time..."
"Of course." Gu Luo interrupted her concerns without hesitation, his tone resolute.
Luo Shuning was stunned, clearly not expecting him to agree so readily. The apprehension in her eyes was instantly replaced by surprise, yet tinged with uncertainty: "Xiao Bao...you won't resent me for making this decision on my own?"
After all, this involves the relationship between Gu Luo and Tang Qi.
"Of course not." Gu Luo repeated "of course," picked up his chopsticks and put an egg on Luo Shuning's plate, then added a piece of braised pork to Gu Ximan's plate. His eyes were so tender they could melt your heart: "You are all my favorites. I would give anything, let alone write a song for you."
He paused, put down his chopsticks, deliberately put on a stern face but quickly smiled again, and added, "There's just one condition—if you sisters start fighting each other in the future, I'll have to turn a blind eye. After all, you're both my darlings, I can't take sides, can I?"
Hearing this, both girls laughed at the same time. Gu Ximan smiled, her eyes crinkling, and stuffed a piece of braised pork into her mouth, saying indistinctly, "My stinky brother really did that! During the day in the school cafeteria, I publicly exchanged plates and saliva with him, and he didn't refuse. Not bad, not bad, keep up that spirit!"
Her tone was full of pride, as if she were showing off her unique privileges, and her cool brown hair swayed gently with her nodding.
But when these words reached Luo Shuning's ears, the smile on her face froze almost imperceptibly.
She looked down at the egg in the bowl, stained with sauce, her fingers tightening subtly, and her chopsticks lightly traced the bottom of the bowl.
The most crucial information instantly flashed through my mind—Gu Ximan had actually made such an overly intimate gesture in public at school.
Changing plates and eating things that the other person has bitten are beyond the boundaries of what outsiders would understand; they are more like a test to assert sovereignty.
Luo Shuning's heart sank slightly.
She was all too aware of her current situation. Everyone around Gu Luo was like a sister to her, seemingly harmonious, but given the current circumstances, who wouldn't want that final marriage certificate?
Gu Ximan may seem simple and honest, but she is actually very perceptive. This public display of intimacy may be her way of announcing her special status to everyone.
She quickly concealed the complexity in her eyes, and when she raised her head again, her face had regained its gentle smile, but there was a hint of unwavering determination in her eyes.
Then, in a natural tone, he said, "I know you two have a good relationship, but Xiao Bao, you have to write the songs for the concert well and try to make our debut a showstopper."
"Don't worry!" Gu Luo took the soup bowl, took a sip, and smiled confidently, "I guarantee I'll write a song that will make you guys go viral across the internet."
Gu Ximan chimed in, "That's right! My brother's 'Medal' is still trending on social media from time to time, this one will definitely be even better!"
The atmosphere around the dining table became lively again, the warm lights remained soft, and the aroma of the food was still rich.
Ke Luo Shuning felt a strange mix of emotions. She knew that from the moment Gu Ximan made her public declaration, something had been quietly changing.
Gu Luo then looked up at Luo Shuning and asked in a natural tone, "Da Bao, do you have any ideas for the theme of the song? Do you want something lyrical or inspirational?"
“Anything is fine.” Luo Shuning immediately shook her head, her eyes full of trust: “I believe in your abilities, Xiaobao. No matter what style you write, you’ll definitely be able to touch people’s hearts.”
But as soon as she finished speaking, as if she suddenly remembered something important, she lowered her eyes to look at the half-eaten rice in her bowl, her eyelashes trembling slightly. After two seconds, she raised her head, her eyes filled with a hint of hesitation and uncertainty: "However... if possible, I would like to sing a song about mothers and daughters. It's... a song about family."
At this point, she quickly added, "I know that songs about family are hard to write. They're too easy to be deliberate and sentimental, and if you don't handle it well, they can fall apart. If it's too difficult, we can switch to another theme."
Gu Ximan, who was standing to the side, also put down her chopsticks and did not make a sound to disturb them. She just watched the two of them quietly. She knew that Luo Shuning always had an expectation for the word "mother" that others could not understand.
Of course, the same goes for her.
Gu Luo simply smiled faintly, reached out and ruffled Luo Shuning's hair, his fingertips tracing the soft top of her head: "Of course. Family songs are difficult to write, but as long as the feelings are genuine, they won't be bad. Two days, I'll give you the lyrics and sheet music in two days."
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