Son, “Mom” Will Back You

A man, in a light-grey silk sleepwear, prodded the door open. His dark fragmented hair, half-wet, stuck to his forehead. The tip of his hair curled up a little. Even their curvature suggested a hint of post-shower sexiness.

His thick eyelashes curled up languidly and, without hidden behind the spectacles, there was profound darkness hidden inside his dark-brown eyes.

Gu Nian was charmed by his beauty. She recollected herself suddenly after 2 seconds and pulled the popper in her hand.

POP!

"Happy Birthday, Mr. Luo Xiu! I wish you good health, your wishes always coming true, your career taking off, being happy all the time…"

She had barely started with the 100-word congratulatory recital before she was interrupted by a sound coming from inside of the room.

"What happened, Mr. Luo?"

"… …?"

A familiar silhouette of a woman came from behind Luo Xiu from inside the room along with the voice.

Zong Shiyi.

The smile on Gu Nian froze.

Luo Xiu, who had been propping the door open, finally recollected himself. This was, indeed, the first time he had celebrated his birthday. It had never happened before. Nor did he expect that Gu Nian would surprise him by coming over so early in the morning.

"How come you are here so early?" asked Luo Xiu as he ignored the voice coming from behind him.

Basing on the distance to here from where she was staying, being able to show up in front of his room door at this hour meant she would have to have gotten up around 4 AM.

Gu Nian was dumbfounded. She looked at the woman behind him and then at the sleepwear that he had on and the black hair that had obviously been just washed.

She was still stupefied.

After making eye contact with the girl for 0.1 second, Luo Xiu knew right away that she had misunderstood.

He paused and frowned, something he rarely did.

"She was here to…"

"No need to explain."

Gu Nian had finally recollected herself.

Luo Xiu's frown deepened more.

Also, for the very first time, he was experiencing a sense of irritation and, mixed inside of that, there seemed to also be a sense of self-blame and panic that he had never experienced before.

It was all so complicated that his look, aura, and emotions were all a big mess.

He looked closely at Gu Nian.

With his very limited experience with regards to situations like this, the most likely reaction from a girl right now was to throw out a "I don't want to hear it" before she turned and ran away.

Then what he should do was…

Before he could finish thinking it through.

Not only did the girl standing in front of him not turn and run – she even gave him a very disappointing and heartbroken look.

Then she took a step forward.

Her soft breathing was blowing gently over his exposed collar bone, which gave him a burning sensation.

"Did you two use protection?"

Luo Xiu, "… …"

Luo Xiu, "?"

***

The 7thfloor of the hotel.

In front of Room 717.

A tall and a short person were standing across from each other. One of them was looked down expressionlessly and the other looking up at him solemnly.

The scene was oddly peculiar.

Gu Nian was the first to throw in the proverbial towel.

In order to prepare the birthday surprise for her precious son, she had stayed up way too late and gotten up way too early this morning. She could barely keep her eyes open. She had only been staring for a few seconds before her eyes were so sore that they could start to tear.

Gu Nian rubbed her eyes as she lowered her eyes. She was screaming inside—

It looked like her precious son had forgotten about it. Should there be any undesirable consequence, no matter how they take care of it, it'd still be like setting a time bomb that could go over after he had become famed.

No, she needed to be clear with Zong Shizi. Lines need to be drawn whether the two of them were dating or this was just a fling between an urban man and woman. One way or another, they could not leave behind any potential baggage for the future. This would also be the best thing to do for both of their careers…

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Author's rambling:

Gu has-to-worry-a-lot Nian: How can I protect you, my son?

Xiu, the evil dragon: … … …