Son, “Mom” Will Back You

The girl looked up when she heard the question.

She was no longer dizzy and could now see straight. Gu Nian looked suspiciously at the man in front of her.

The man, leaning against the rattan chair, was relaxed and tender.

Looking at the very familiar features, Gu Nian's look relaxed slowly but she was still denying it. "No… I have never been famed. I am just a low, lowly little screenwriter."

"––"

Luo Xiu's smile dimmed a little.

The fact that Gu Nian would still react so strongly even when she was drunk and still refused to talk about it after two years… needless to say, it was no small incident that had Mengzhi retired out of the circle back then.

Was it the rumor that had her dropped out of school?

Luo Xiu suppressed the slight stirring inside of him.

He just went along with what she was saying, "Then would you like to become famed again?"

The little drunken head could not handle the word trap from the evil dragon.

Gu Nian jumped right into the trap.

"Yes!" The girl clenched her fists solemnly.

Even though he was feeling a little blue, Luo Xiu still busted out laughing from her series of goofy expressions.

When Gu Nian heard that, she warned him solemnly, "Don't you laugh at me. I am serious."

"Oh? How serious?"

"Mmm… I had sworn that I don't ever want to be famed again. I just want to live my life insipidly where nobody would notice."

Luo Xiu stopped smiling and looked up at her.

Gu Nian frowned, "But I've changed my mind now!"

Luo Xiu recollected himself, "Why is that?"

Gu Nian, "… …"

The girl went silent all of a sudden.

Gu Nian sat in her chair expressionlessly and motionlessly for a few seconds then, suddenly gripping onto the edge of the round table, her face dropped and she stared at the round table fiercely.

One would have thought that her enemy's face was carved onto the surface of the table.

"Zong Shiyi, bad woman!"

"… …?"

Before Luo Xiu was even able to figure out how she got to that, he saw Gu Nian, her hands still holding onto the table, slammed her head down with a loud BANG!

Luo Xiu was startled.

It was a familiar scene. This was certainly not the first time Gu Nian had slammed her head down while holding onto a table.

But she was drunk this time and, worried that she could not quite gauge her strength, Luo Xiu got up and waited for Gu Nian to lift her head again so he could protect her forehead – –

Nevertheless, the girl remained where she was.

Her two hands were still holding tightly onto the edge of the table and her head maintained where it was when it slammed down. She remained motionless for a few seconds.

"Wuwuwuwuwuw!"

She started crying.

For the first time in his life, Luo Xiu felt both angry and wanted to laugh at the same time along with a complicated feeling of now know what to do.

He leaned down with his hand on the table. "Gu Nian?"

"Wuwuwuwu?"

The girl was too busy crying but she did raise her tone in the form of a question.

Luo Xiu, "What is the matter?"

Gu Nian, "I feel sad. Wuwuwu."

Luo Xiu, "And why is that?"

Gu Nian, "Because Luo Xiu was bullied!"

Luo Xiu, "… …"

Recalling the angry way she had said "Zong Shiyi," Luo Xiu was able to put two and two together.

The second that he had it figured out, he felt a dullness between his ribs. It was sort of a pain but deeper than the normal kind of pain. It was more touching and more penetrating.

Luo Xiu lowered his eyes. Somewhere between smiling and sighing, he asked, "So, it's all for Luo Xiu?"

"Mmhmm!" The girl lifted her head all of a sudden, her forehead red from the slam earlier. She looked seriously ahead and there were still tears in her eyes, "He has nobody backing him so, so I will be the one who backs him! They bully him because he had no capital behind him, so I will be the one who help him go up! When, when I become a gold-medal screenwriter, nobody – nobody will be able to delete scenes from my precious son!"

"… …?"

Luo Xiu paused.

Gu Nian turned her head and, under the dim light, saw clearly the man who was leaning down next to her.

She paused for two seconds before she threw herself forward and at the perfect height and wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her head, and bawled. "Wuwuwuw, don't be afraid, my precious son. Mom will become a gold-medal screenwriter one day and then she will do her best in protecting you. Nobody will be allowed to bully you. Nobody, I say! Mom will make you famed!"

"… …"

Luo Xiu, stiffened, looked down.

Looking at the girl who had her arms wrapped around him and her tears soaked through his thin shirt while calling him "son", his eyes lowered.

After a little while, he chuckled in defeat.

"Alright."

He stroked the girl's head tenderly.

"You can make me famed… you can stop crying now."

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Author's rambling:

Before joining the production team:

Xiu, the evil dragon, "I will be joining the Taoist temple next month. Stop bugging me."

After leaving the production team:

Xiu, the evil dragon, "Ok, ok, ok. Make me famed."

#On the ancient and mysterious way the Lu family members will go back on their words. (x)#