The first rays of sunlight tried to penetrate the heavy curtains at dawn, casting a faint light into the room.
Luo Shuhe slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of sleepiness still lingering in them.
She had that dream again.
The dream that repeated countless times.
The only difference from the past was that last night's dream was particularly real.
Staring at the ceiling quietly, my thoughts involuntarily drifted back to yesterday.
Real and dreamy.
From the encounter with Gu Luo to the subsequent series of interactions, every detail was constantly playing in my mind like a movie.
Luo Shuhe reached out from beside the pillow, picked up the phone and turned on the screen.
Six forty-seven.
The first class at Guangya Private School is at 8:20, and they usually go to bed at 7:20.
Then I wash up and have breakfast at eight o'clock.
I left home at 8 o'clock and walked to school in ten minutes.
He slid his finger across the screen and clicked on a profile picture.
I am Gu Luo
[The above is the content of the greeting]
Luo Shuhe slowly sat up. She was no longer too sleepy at this moment.
She lifted the thin quilt, lowered her long legs from the bed, put on her slippers, and walked out of the room.
When she came to the sink, she was slightly stunned.
There was a toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed into it placed on a cup with a giant panda pattern on it.
Because the toothbrush is pink, it is easy to guess that it is Gu Ximan's toothbrush.
The toothpaste was still solidified, obviously it had just been squeezed out.
Luo Shuhe went to the bathroom with doubts, washed up simply, and then walked downstairs.
at this time.
Gu Luo was rummaging through the refrigerator, thinking about what type of breakfast to make.
Egg fried rice?
sandwich?
Cook porridge?
In fact, if you think about it carefully, if you don’t eat breakfast outside in China, there are not many types of breakfast to choose from.
Traditional breakfasts like steamed buns and fried dough sticks are too troublesome to make at home.
Just as Gu Luo was lost in thought, the sound of light footsteps reached his ears.
I turned my head subconsciously.
A beautiful picture comes into view.
She has a perfect face, delicate collarbone, and a graceful figure, especially her long, white and round legs, which look particularly charming in the morning light.
"Good morning, Shu Ning."
Gu Luo greeted him awkwardly.
After all, this guy had just teased him last night.
For the time being, I no longer have the face to be a brother.
But just after saying hello, Gu Luo noticed something was wrong.
He saw that the brows of "Luo Shuning" in front of him instantly frowned, and his eyes became extremely cold, as if covered with a layer of frost, staring straight at him.
bad.
Luo Shuning would never show such a murderous expression.
Gu Luo quickly changed his tone: "Ahem...Good morning, Shu He."
Luo Shuhe's eyes were still as cold as ice, and he walked slowly towards Gu Luo step by step.
"...What does Shu He want to eat?" Gu Luo tried hard to force out a smile that he thought was 'sunny', trying to break the awkward and cold atmosphere.
"Eat you."
"......" Gu Luo was speechless for a moment.
How do I respond to this? Waiting on the line, very urgent.
At the critical moment, Gu Luo used his "exclusive skill" - the method of changing the topic.
He pretended not to have heard the words "eat you" and asked with a forced smile, "Shu He, do you want a sandwich or fried rice?"
"Do you want your eggs hard-boiled or soft-boiled?"
However, the only response he received was silence.
Luo Shuhe just stood there quietly, staring at Gu Luo without blinking.
There was a suffocating silence in the air.
Gu Luo felt uneasy when she looked at him. He was about to change the subject again when he heard Luo Shuhe's cold voice:
"My brother mistook me for his sister, which caused me great psychological harm."
"Compensation is needed."
"It's not a big deal..." Gu Luo was about to argue, but before he could finish his words, he met those cold eyes.
He immediately shut his mouth and didn't dare to continue.
"Compensation is needed." Luo Shuhe repeated it again, with an unquestionable firmness in his tone.
Isn’t this just a scam... Gu Luo secretly groaned in his heart.
He thought for a moment, and decided that less was better than more, so he asked helplessly:
"So....what compensation does Shu He want?"
Luo Shuhe slowly extended a finger, his voice still cold: "Promise me one thing."
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