Chapter 591 Mother or Daughter After an unknown amount of time, Gu Luo turned off the computer, her fingers still feeling slightly numb as she left the keyboard.
He leaned back in his gaming chair, spread his arms wide, and stretched out in a relaxed manner, his shoulder blades making a soft "click" sound.
I grabbed the lyrics and sheet music I had just finished writing, and my steps became lighter as I stood up.
The living room was warm and cozy, the winter sunlight filtered softly through the heavy curtains, and a lighthearted comedy was playing on the television, with laughter mingling with the conversation of the three women.
Gu Luo peeked out and his lips instantly curved into a smile—three figures were squeezed onto the sofa. Gu Ximan was the most unrestrained, her head resting steadily on Shen Qingling's lap, her long, fair legs draped over Luo Shuning's knees, her toes still wrapped in the blanket Luo Shuning had just covered her with, and she was giggling along with the plot.
Luo Shuning gently rubbed Gu Ximan's ankle with one hand to warm it, while holding a cushion in the other. Her gaze was fixed on the television, and a faint smile played on her lips.
Shen Qingling would occasionally tug at her cool brown hair, a gesture that was clearly impatient, but her eyes showed no dissatisfaction, and her gaze followed the television screen.
What a beautiful scene!
Gu Luo's heart melted completely, and she slowed her steps.
Although they sometimes have to go through chaotic situations, they all have their bottom lines now and have never thought of driving anyone away.
Just like when Luo Shuning teased Shen Qingling at lunch, she didn't go too far and immediately changed the subject.
They are all good girls. What have I done to deserve being surrounded by so much kindness?
But this tenderness also made his heart ache – there can only be one marriage certificate, and the one who stands openly before the world as his wife is only one person.
After all, they are Chinese.
The feeling of guilt had just begun to surface when it was interrupted by Gu Ximan's laughter. He shook his head, suppressed his thoughts, and slowly walked towards the sofa.
"What's wrong?" Luo Shuning was the first to notice him, smiling as she looked up, her eyes filled with tenderness. "Were you bored in your room and came out to find inspiration?"
Gu Luo stopped in front of her, waving the music book in his hand, his smile confident yet indulgent: "It's not about finding inspiration, it's about inspiration finding me—it's already written."
"Finished writing?"
The three women froze in unison. Gu Ximan sat up abruptly, the blanket slipping to the floor: "You lousy brother! How long has it been since you came back to your room? You've already finished writing the lyrics and music for a song?"
Luo Shuning was also stunned for a moment before reaching out to take the sheet music.
Upon closer inspection, the handwriting is neat and strong, and the song title at the top is particularly eye-catching—"I'm a Mother, I'm a Daughter".
Luo Shuning's breathing instantly quickened as her gaze fell upon the lyrics—
My child
I don't know if I've done enough.
This is my first time being a mother
although......
Shen Qingling had already moved to Luo Shuning's side, leaned in, and stared intently at the lyrics, not even noticing that Gu Ximan had squeezed to her other side.
Gu Ximan gripped the sofa armrest, peering at the lyrics and sheet music. Although she couldn't understand a word of it, she still nodded frequently, pretending to be profound, her fingers tapping a fake rhythm on her knees, as if she knew it all.
Even if you lose the game, you can't afford to lose the battle.
Gu Luo chuckled at her cute expression and simply walked around to the other side of the sofa to sit down next to Shen Qingling.
Remembering how his girlfriend had been teased and fled earlier that day, he reached out and gently put his arm around her slender waist, his palm against her soft school uniform, carrying a comforting warmth.
Shen Qingling's body stiffened abruptly, her back tensed, but her gaze remained fixed on the sheet music, though her breathing became slightly erratic.
"So..." Luo Shuning pointed at the sheet music, looked up at Gu Luo, her eyes full of amazement: "Xiao Bao, you are amazing. With Aunt Tang's voice, it will definitely be very moving."
"Of course." Gu Luo raised an eyebrow, a hint of smugness in his voice, and then pinched Shen Qingling's waist: "Qingling, what do you think?"
Shen Qingling pursed her lips, finally looking away from the sheet music. When she met his gaze, she nodded seriously: "The lyrics are very well written, much better than those sentimental love songs."
Before she could finish speaking, Gu Ximan slapped her: "You little rascal, isn't my brother amazing!"
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