Suddenly, her whole body trembled, and her expression suddenly changed under the dim light emitted by the computer.
He subconsciously raised his head and hit the back of his neck on the headboard, but Luo Shuhe was completely unaware of it. He bit his lips tightly, and his expression was unprecedentedly complicated and strange.
It’s uncomfortable, no.
To say I'm happy, isn't it?
It's hard to describe anyway.
At the same time, her instep arched uncontrollably, like a frightened heron, and her legs were exposed under the quilt.
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Right now.
Next room.
Luo Shuning sat in front of the piano, his fingertips hovering above the keys, but he didn't put them down.
She wanted to play the full version of "Looking Forward to the Future with You", but Luo Shuhe's words at the KTV in the evening kept circling in her mind like a spell - a partial rejection or a complete non-rejection, saying that she would definitely come tomorrow night.
This made Luo Shuning upset. Should he obey or not? This question entangled his thoughts like a vine, making it difficult to make a decision.
On one hand, there is the indescribable love for Gu Luo and the heavy guilt in his heart; on the other hand, there are the deeply rooted values and moral bottom line.
From 0 to 1, this step seems simple, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky for her.
Luo Shuning sighed softly. She was exhausted from the worries of the past few days and hadn't slept well for a week.
But tonight, I felt inexplicably sleepy, and even felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.
Luo Shuning had to face her own heart and found that she was indeed moved. She even had some thoughts of compromising directly and didn't want to fight endlessly like this anymore.
With this thought in mind, I slowly climbed onto the bed.
But as soon as I lay down, another thought came to my mind - if my mother and uncle knew, this family would probably break up.
Such thoughts made her very upset, and she rolled over and over in bed.
Just when Luo Shuning was feeling upset, he suddenly felt his hand touched something.
She was a little curious, so she stopped rolling, reached into the quilt and fumbled around, finally pulling out an envelope.
This envelope was Gu Luo's confession gift.
Luo Shuning sat up suddenly and touched the envelope in disbelief. She didn't expect that Luo Shuhe actually returned it.
Her mind couldn't help but emerge the scene of herself cruelly throwing away the envelope in front of Gu Luo a week ago, and her heart ached.
Luo Shuning held the envelope tightly, as if it were a priceless treasure. She wanted to open it, but she didn't dare to.
I hesitated like this for a long time.
Finally, he slowly opened the envelope.
What caught my eye was a thick stack of paper, with a faint smell of pencil shavings mixed with the dampness of the paper.
The girl in the top photo is smiling with her head tilted to the side, and the curves of her hair lifted by the wind give off a sense of breathing.
Luo Shuning's breathing quickened, and her fingertips slowly hovered over the corners of the eyes of the person in the painting. There were very fine pencil lines in the shadows of the eyelashes, as if they were really touched by the morning light.
Because the girl in the painting is herself.
The second picture shows her wearing an apron and beating eggs in the kitchen. The tightness of the apron knot and the arc of the egg splashing on the counter are full of details.
The third photo shows her wearing her Guangya school uniform and standing under a camphor tree. The hem of her skirt is blown up by the wind, and even the mud spots on her socks that were accidentally rubbed against her are drawn.
The fourth photo shows her sitting in the classroom reading a book, with a breeze blowing and her hair fluttering slightly.
The fifth...
No. 1....
The further you flip, the more obvious the age of the papers becomes. The latest one shows her sleeping on the sofa - her phone is still in her hand, her eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows under her eyes, and the corners of her mouth are unconsciously pursed, lightly smudged by the painter with a very light flesh-pink pencil.
At this moment, a dry apricot leaf suddenly fell out from the back of a painting, with very small and neat words written in pen between the veins of the leaf - this is the fallen leaf you picked up outside the club building, Dabao, you smiled so cutely when you squatted down, and I hope we can be together forever.
Luo Shuning pinched the edge of the leaf with her fingertips, and suddenly remembered a certain evening before. She had no idea that there were eyes behind her.
The moment the tears fell on the drawing paper, I realized that I was grinning. My shoulders were shaking violently as I cried and laughed. The drawings in my arms were scattered all over the bed. On each one, I was smiling in different lights.
And Gu Luo, who was outside the painting, spent countless late nights to quietly piece together the fragments of life that she had ignored into a glowing star map.
Luo Shuning then put her hand over her aching heart, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her breathing became a little difficult.
Gastric acid is secreted crazily, causing stomach pain and discomfort.
I really don’t dare to think about it… I don’t dare to think about Gu Luo’s mood on the day I told her.
As soon as Luo Shuning's fingertips touched his heart, he was seized by a sharp pain - as if an ice pick had pierced his esophagus straight into his stomach, and even his breath became sour.
The sound of tears hitting the drawing became more and more frequent, and the blurred water marks spread out like transparent scars in the corners of the girl's smiling eyes.
The stomach cramps suddenly intensified. She hunched over and hugged her knees, resting her forehead on them. The only sound in the room was her heavy breathing.
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