Waiting For The Wind Warming Up To Kiss You

There was a sentence popular on the Internet before.

The person who appears in the dream should see him when he wakes up.

Originally, Fu Xueli always thought that this sentence was very non-mainstream, but I don't know how, I have been thinking about it today. With thoughts, even the rusty magazine is not in the state of being shot.

She is partnered with the popular small fresh meat, looks feminine, has a neutral wind, and has more girlfriends. She also likes to put on airs in private. Fu Xueli doesn't like this type of man, but now little girls just like it.

At this time, Xiao Xianrou was holding the guitar and strumming the strings with a half-baked technique. The melon seeds, which are sharper than hers, have standard tenderness and honey, but the makeup is too thick, and it is slightly greasy when exposed to strong light.

Fu Xueli sat face-to-face with him in the chair, nauseous without coming, only feeling uncomfortable. She raised her chin at an angle and moved her eyes away.

The carbon dioxide sprayer next to it was emitting white gas, and the spotlight in the studio flashed. The assistant waited aside while holding a water glass and a jacket. The makeup artist waited for the gap to go up and touch up the makeup.

Photographer Jony knelt on the ground wearing low-waisted leather pants, holding the camera in one hand, and flapping the free hand vertically on both sides, motioning the two of them to come closer, jokingly: "Little pear has a sweet expression, relax, let's relax. Can you find the feeling of being in love? Is your expression facing the enemy?

Fu Xueli smiled apologetically. She turned out to be a model debut, although she is not in the state, but facing the camera, she can also reflect the feeling that Jony wants to shoot.

Click--

Click--

She keeps distracting...

Keeps wandering...

This distraction continued until she finished rehearsing the opening dance of a certain variety show, and then stopped at the door of the Public Security Bureau.

These are not important, the point is, she doesn't know why she's here... or she skipped the dinner and sneaked out by herself.

Even the opening lines of the variety show that are about to be recorded are half-baked, and there is still some leisure time to come here.

It took a long time for Fu Xueli to remember that she didn't have Xu Xingchun's phone call.

Today, I don't know what kind of evil I've hit. I have a dream, and the idea of ​​seeing Xu Xingchun grows stronger.

I don't know if he is in the unit today. Obviously, I saw it a few days ago, and the familiar building was in sight. She just couldn't take that step.

The security guard in the small white pavilion at the entrance has been paying attention to paying Xueli for a long time, and even opened the window to chant that she is okay not to dangle at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau. She wore a mask, a black peaked cap, and a long windbreaker wrapped tightly around her body, covering almost from her neck to her ankles. She was dressed unusually and behaved sneakily.

After walking a few steps back and forth, Fu Xueli stepped on one side of the steps and counted.

go...

Don't go.

go...

Still not going.

Are you **** going or not? !

Depend on.

Forget it, it's all coming...

She pulled off her mask distractedly, and took out a lipstick from her pocket. It looks like a white Audi that has been parked for a long time on the side of the road. She looked left and right, after making sure that there were no passersby around, she leaned over, leaned down, and opened her mouth slightly to the rear view mirror, carefully applying makeup.

Just after wiping her lower lip, the car window suddenly dropped slowly, revealing the owner's face, and her hands shook in fright.

Xu Xingchun sat in the driving position, with one hand on the steering wheel, without too much expression on her face, and met her eyes. The atmosphere was embarrassing and frustrating.

Fu Xueli's psychological quality is first-rate, and her face is thick, but she stiffens for a second, and she straightens up casually, squeezing the lipstick on her upper and lower lips evenly.

After standing firmly, he tilted his head pretendingly, screwed on the lipstick slowly, and closed the lid. The whole process was extremely calm, as if there was nothing wrong with people.

A long time ago, her cousin Fu Chenglin told her that when you are embarrassed, the most important thing is to have no expression on your face so that others can't detect your embarrassment.

Calm down than anyone else, then you will win.

So Fu Xueli took out the toilet paper slowly, took out one, and bent down again, straightened her hair in front of the mirror, and wiped the lipstick along the lips.

Xu Xingchun said nothing during the whole process.

She drooped her eyelids slightly, slanted the end of her eyes, and slid her eyes across his neck, Adam's apple, and then asked, "This is on the side of the road, have you parked illegally?"

"..."

"Don't let me get in the car?" Knowing that he would not invite, she had to ask.

Xu Xingchun turned a deaf ear. He sat in the car with cold eyes and did not answer. Today I am still wearing work clothes, a cold white coat, a black sweater inside, and a clean white shirt showing through the neckline. A handsome and calm man with a mature man, his whole body, except for a silver mechanical watch between his wrists, is not decorated too much.

Row.

What's the big deal when Feng Shui turns around?

Can't bear it?

After thinking about it, Fu Xueli suffocated the fire, went around in a circle, and went to the co-pilot to open the door. After pulling a few times, she found that she couldn't open it. She got angry, her wrists swayed with her body, and she yanked several times in a row.

The force was too strong, and the door was almost pulled down, and it still couldn't open.

After waiting for a while, the car showed no signs of unlocking. She circumvented back from the original road, stopped in front of Xu Xingchun, her angry chest fell together. The end of her hair was recently dyed into a dull blue color, and her movements were large. The pony tail made an arc and flung it from behind to front of her shoulders, "Xu Xingchun, what do you mean?"

Really treat yourself as an uncle?

Rage makes people lose their minds. Fu Xueli suddenly took off the peaked cap that blocked his vision, and held his chin slightly high. Although leaning over and bending over, it is still that condescending, as if looking at a person, like a very proud white swan.

There was a brief silence, but Xu Xingchun did not loosen up. He just spoke slowly, almost asking every single word, "What are you doing here?"

I don’t know if it’s been too long since she felt it was so difficult to communicate with Xu Xingchun for the first time. After thinking for a long time, it was difficult to find a crappy reason, "What am I not doing, I will ask you to recount the old okay?"

Xu Xingchun closed her lips tightly, turned her head, and looked away from her. The words refused to communicate were written all over his body.

In front of Xu Xingchun, she had long been the one who had been accustomed to. On the other hand, Fu Xueli didn't lower her breath like this, no matter who she was in front of, she said carefully.

Obviously, I really don't like this feeling of self-inflicted shame, and I can't control myself. However, as he lowered his face to speak like this, he thought about each sentence nervously, but Xu Xingchun remained unmoved.

Fu Xueli smiled and squeezed her hands silently, "At least we are still friends."

Xu Xingchun looked straight ahead, his eyes faint, and his profile was neat, revealing an indifferent feeling of alienation.

Yes. Long ago Fu Xueli had vaguely felt that Xu Xingchun was far from being as harmless as it appeared on the surface. He is particularly tolerant, and his ordinary work is like normal people. In fact, his personality is extremely sensitive, he has a lot of grudges in his bones, and he has no sympathy for unimportant people.

Just like it is now.

No matter how embarrassed she was with her hot face and cold butt, he didn't move at all.

It's really fair. Xu Xingchun is really bitter and sweet later. He wants to get back all the anger he suffered before?

Fu Xueli's heart writhed, and when she was ready, she swallowed and swallowed it back into her stomach. The fluffy flames on her chest suddenly rose, she pinched the paper ball in her hand and threw it at him, just right in her head.

The ball of paper bounced a few times and fell from his head to his knees.

Fu Xueli stared at him, reluctantly, "Are you afraid of me? Otherwise, what do you hide?"

"This is not where you should be." Xu Xingchun did not squint, clutching the steering wheel, his joints were white. The car windows rose slowly, and the car made a start-up sound.

Fu Xueli almost didn't get angry. Her angrily violent shouts sounded in the street:

"Let's go, if you dare to go today, you will never--"

Until the car slid out slowly, the rear red light turned on. She watched the distance, and the words "see me" choked in her throat. The railing at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau slowly rose, and the white Audi turned and gradually accelerated, disappearing from sight.

So this is hated by Xu Xingchun?

......

Fu Xueli stood on the side of the road with cars coming and going, and it took a long time to recover. She gritted her teeth and squeezed the phone, took a breath, furious.

He should have kicked his car in high heels just now and then left!

It's best to kick a hole!

I really wanted to come and look for him because my head was kicked by a donkey and something went wrong!

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The lights on the dissecting table were pale. Lao Qin washed his hands, took a pair of rubber gloves from the console and put on them.

Lao Qin used to be the chief detachment leader of the prefecture-level city criminal police, and was later transferred to the front line with more than ten years of work experience. It was just getting older and later retreated to the second line. Usually leisurely and leisurely, usually do not work, usually responsible for reporting to the leadership work, by the way, to solve the worries of young comrades.

Hearing the footsteps of someone behind him, Xu Xingchun closed his five fingers, put the things in his palms away, and put them in his pockets.

"What clues are you researching against a bunch of toilet paper, thinking so seriously." Old Qin had sharp eyes, half joking when he saw what he was holding just now.

Xu Xingchun leaned forward slightly, holding the knife in his hand but stopped for a few seconds without making a sound.

"Be busy, I think you have a lot of recent cases?" Old Qin found a chair to sit on.

"fine."

"When do you plan to go back?"

Xu Xingchun shook his head.

Lao Qin saw his silent expression, and stopped asking. It was clear in my heart that even if the leader came now, I'm afraid Xu Xingchun didn't need to report his whereabouts.

When Xu Xingchun was working without words, Lao Qin consciously or unconsciously said, "I have heard a lot of gossip recently. This person is too emotional and can easily lose accurate judgment. So...especially It’s you now, with a heavy burden, to dilute your own feelings, which is still necessary for work, and it is also a physical and psychological defense mechanism."

"Pay attention to your body, Team Xu, smoking has been relatively high recently." Old Qin was meaningful.