Upon hearing this, Luo Shuhe suddenly stopped buttoning her clothes, her fingertips hovering in mid-air.
She slightly raised her head, opened her mouth, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if she had something to say but it was stuck in her throat.
After a few seconds of silence, he slowly shook his head, his voice as soft as a breeze:
"Mom won't agree. She can't control Shu Ning now, so she can only control me."
She paused, her tone becoming even more subdued, almost devoid of emotion, yet tinged with an unspeakable helplessness:
"I have to be under her control... otherwise..."
Gu Luo knew the second half of her sentence, and his heart clenched instantly.
He knew Luo Shuhe's personality too well. She seemed like a cold and aloof beauty, but in reality, she was incredibly soft-hearted and willing to bear any grievances on her own.
The reason she obediently listened to Luo Liang was simply to try her best to maintain the fragile balance in the family.
There is an unhealable scar between Luo Liang and the three Luo sisters, and now it is only through Luo Shuhe's careful efforts to maintain the relationship.
Once someone breaks the ice, the relationship between the two parties may never be the same again, and it may even be difficult to maintain the facade.
Thinking of this, Gu Luo looked at Luo Shuhe with heartache in his eyes.
She really had it so tough, especially for him. She always habitually endured and yielded, hiding all her grievances in her heart and never easily revealing them.
Luo Shuhe keenly noticed the heartache in his eyes. Her previously dim eyes suddenly brightened, and she put down the coat she hadn't yet put on and suddenly smiled.
The smile was gentle, yet like the first ray of sunshine in spring, it dispelled the gloom between his brows.
She opened her arms, tilted her head slightly towards Gu Luo, and spoke in a soft, coquettish tone:
"hug."
Gu Luo hugged her tightly again.
He tightened his arms around her, feeling the warmth and softness of her body, and smelling her faint fragrance.
Luo Shuhe was still getting dressed, but in Gu Luo's embrace, their movements gradually became tender.
Two buttons on her shirt were undone again, and her coat slipped to the ground. The clothes she was almost dressed in were now becoming less and less.
Under the warm yellow light, their breaths mingled.
Gu Luo lowered his head and kissed her lips, his movements gentle yet urgent, as if he wanted to pour all his heartache and reluctance into the kiss.
Luo Shuhe closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly in response, and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, surrendering herself completely to him.
An ambiguous atmosphere filled the room once again, with soft whispers and gentle breaths sounding especially clear in the quiet night.
After an unknown amount of time, the room finally returned to silence.
Luo Shuhe leaned against Gu Luo's chest to catch her breath, her cheeks still flushed, and her breathing gradually became steady.
She gently pushed Gu Luo away, picked up her coat from the ground, and started getting dressed again.
This time she moved faster, but her fingertips were still trembling slightly, and her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
Gu Luo stood to the side and handed her the hair clip that was placed on the bedside table.
Watching her carefully put on her clothes, my reluctance to part with her intensified, but I also knew that we couldn't delay any longer.
He said softly:
"I'll take you back."
Luo Shuhe nodded without saying anything, but her movements of buttoning the clothes became a little slower.
She knew that once they parted, they wouldn't see each other again for several days.
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