Walking Through Fire for You

Liu regretted it, he just wanted to chop off his hands at the moment.

Make you so cheap, make you so cheap, want to drink to find Sun Mingyang, why are you looking for him!

Lin Luxiao sat on the high chair in front of the bar with a bottle of draught beer in front of him. He drank half of it, with one foot hanging idle and one foot against the ground. The shape of black trousers hooked his symmetrical and strong legs. Under such a relaxed and attractive posture, but with a face that is not close to strangers, the two brothers for more than ten years, Da Liu knew very well that this person was in a bad mood.

The bar is the light of the city. Beixun is a well-known wealthy township. It is open 24 hours a day, and not everyone can enter. The vanity and vanity have become a stronghold for rich boys and some little stars. Liu was chasing a girl who had just made his debut in the women’s group. He called a bunch of brothers to stay here every day. After squatting for two days, he really made him squat. He was cheeky and asked for a photo with people. Tweaked, took a photo openly, and left a WeChat account. Liu couldn't believe it, but he was also delighted. He asked people about WeChat every day, and he was hot.

The people beside him were drinking dull wine, and Liu said, "What's the matter? Who is sulking?"

Lin Luxiao glanced at him sideways, mocking his face: "You don't understand."

Da Liu hissed, this is a bit unconvincing, "I don't understand, tell you, buddy is about to get out of order!"

Lin Luxiao raised his head and took a sip of wine, glanced at him in a strange way, and said in surprise: "Who is so blind?"

Da Liu glared at him, "We have known each other for so many years, can you expect me a little bit?"

Lin Luxiao did not speak, but raised his head and took another sip.

Da Liu ignored him, took out his cell phone and unlocked the cell phone lock, slid and unlocked. The background was a little girl with bright eyes and white teeth, cut all the bangs, delicate features, very tender, Lin Luxiao I glanced at it, "I'm underage, right?"

"It's twenty, okay?" Big Liu smiled and put away his phone, and took a sip of draft beer: "Don't you know?"

Lin Luxiao thought it was funny, "The woman I know counts with ten fingers."

"Heygirl knows?"

He frowned for a while, "I don't know."

Liu patted the table so loudly, "Xu Zhiyi! Xu Zhiyi!"

Lin Luxiao felt inexplicable, "High school classmate? Junior high school classmate? Or elementary school classmate?"

Liu fell to the ground.

"It's a girl group, just debuted, singer."

Lin Luxiao reacted a little now, and finally looked at him straight, "Singer? In the entertainment industry?"

Liu nodded as if pounding garlic, and finally understood.

Talking to this girl is **** tired.

Suddenly there was a feeling of finding a comrade in arms.

Lin Luxiao stretched out his hand to hook Da Liu’s neck and pulled him into his arms. Da Liu’s head was resting on his shoulder, and he heard a line on his head: "Da Liu, for the first time in so many years, I feel that we are pretty destined. ."

Da Liu pushed him away, "What's wrong, what are you talking about!"

Lin Luxiao smiled, "Then you want her to take a kiss scene, what are you doing?"

Liu: "Singer, only sings, no acting, no kissing, and they are idol groups. The company has standard requirements. When signing the contract, they have to write about it. Kissing is borrowed or only touching the lips at most. Lights, **** scenes, bare shoulders, etc. Mainly singing."

"Oh."

Bulk up and take two more mouthfuls.

Yes, he is still depressed by himself.

Da Liu didn’t see him feeling dispirited, so he lowered his head and flipped through the photo of Xu Zhiyi in his phone, and wanted to show Lin Luxiao, so that his brother would praise him. When he took the upslide, he ran over a photo in the corner. Lin Luxiao couldn’t help much. He glanced twice, "Wait a minute."

Liu stopped, and the picture remained on a semi-transparent swimming photo.

How familiar is that picture.

He remembered one day after work, when the phone was turned on, a picture of this style popped up. At that time, he thought it was a pornographic advertisement. Upon closer inspection, it was from Nan Chu.

Obviously this one has a larger scale than that one.

It's translucent, in a swimsuit picture, the girl's hair is wet and messy on her forehead, her collar hung on her arm, her shoulders are exposed, her collarbone is very beautiful, delicate and delicate, and down there is a deep groove——

"Where did it come from?"

This voice was so cold that Liu's back was sweaty, "Which one?"

Lin Luxiao stretched out his hand and clicked on it. The picture was enlarged, and the girl's appearance became clearer, even the drops of water on her forehead looked carefully.

Liu looked down, "Forgot, Lao Sun sent me it, saying that he had just discovered a stunner before, with a big body and a good appearance..."

His voice was getting lower. Liu looked at Lin Luxiao’s penetrating expression and did not dare to say further. In fact, he rarely saves these photos. After meeting Xu Zhiyi, he even deleted all the photos of the previous girls and kept them. This is because he felt that the girl looked a bit like the girl who saw it at Lin Luxiao's house that day, and wanted to keep it for someone to see, but she forgot about it after she didn't realize it.

There is still a little difference between myself and the photo. This is not to blame Liu and Sun Mingyang for not recognizing them. Even if they do, people don’t dare to think about it. After all, a model or a firefighter can’t get there. Going together, they thought they just looked alike.

More than this one, Sun Mingyang sent him many copies that day.

They are all in the swimwear series. It seems to be a well-known private order made by an Italian brand. I turned a few back, and they were all about the same size. There was one in the back. She was wearing a male shirt covering her legs. The shirt collar was opened to the second. One, just revealing the deep groove——

Da Liu didn't understand yet, and tremblingly asked: "Want? Send it to you? Set of pictures."

Lin Luxiao was really angry, and pressed his forehead with a palm, "Go away."

Liu was wronged, so why did he start a fire at him.

When Liu later found out that it was really Xiaoye's girlfriend, he couldn't wait to chop Sun Mingyang! I didn't dare to think back to how I said that his girlfriend was a stunner in front of Master Xiao, and later realized that he was grateful to Dade, the Asian vinegar king, for not killing his brotherhood for many years.

Lin Luxiao kicked off the stool.

Liu returned to his senses, and the stool behind him clashed and fell to the ground.

Da Liu held his chest for fear, and sent Xu Zhiyi a WeChat message, "I'm so afraid."

Xu Zhiyi was waiting for the recording, and returned quickly, "What's wrong? Brother Liu."

"Brother advise you, handsome people are really rude! Not everyone is like brother, handsome and gentle."

"..."

...

In the evening, at sunset, the clouds were stained with blood and red.

Lin Luxiao parked the car at the entrance of the studio, with the car door open, and the person leaning on the driver's seat, with one long leg hanging out leisurely, looking down at a boring game.

Just after the customs, the phone came in.

He twisted his eyebrows, hung them to his ears, squinted, glanced far away, lazily: "Dad."

There was a cold voice over there, "Lu Xiao, it's me."

Lin Luxiao smiled, "Secretary Zhang?"

"Your dad had a heart attack last night and was hospitalized. I heard Chief Meng said that you are on vacation these days. Come here when you have time. Lin Qidu has been here."

Lin Luxiao held the phone, retracted his foot, closed the door, and said, "I'm here now."

Secretary Zhang: "Well, drive slowly on the road."

Lin Luxiao almost galloped all the way. When he drove to the hospital, Secretary Zhang was already standing at the door in a military uniform. When he got down, he walked hurriedly to the ward with him, "Be with you tonight, I have to go back to the office. There are a lot of procedures to be done. Your father’s blood pressure is high and there are some things he can’t eat. I’ve listed it for you and put it on the bedside. You will watch it later.”

When he walked to the door, Secretary Zhang was still worried, and she held her hand on the doorknob and exhorted him, "Don't be angry with him, the doctor said you can't get excited."

Lin Luxiao helplessly: "Can I **** him off?"

The door was pushed open, and a strong smell of potion greeted him.

In the dim ward, the curtains are closed tightly, and there is one person lying on the narrow and meter-wide bed, with eyes closed and a peaceful face. He is just a sick little old man.

Usually, Lin Qingyuan’s face is serious and cold like pig iron. In Lin Luxiao’s memory, he rarely smiles. The most impressive is that when Lin Qi was born, his father held his younger brother and smiled in front of his mother’s hospital bed. He was lying at the door. Did not dare to enter, for fear of breaking the harmonious atmosphere.

Secretary Zhang hissed at him and said in a low voice: "Tossing for the whole night is not easy. Let him sleep well. When I wake up, the aunt will bring food. There is a bed here. You will be tired. , Just lie here and have a rest, I put a book for you, "Reconnaissance" your favorite, the night watch is very hard, it is really not good, call me, I will replace you."

Lin Luxiao's voice deepened, somewhat mocking: "Do you still think I am an eight or nine-year-old child?"

Unexpectedly, Secretary Zhang glared, "Is it right, you are not an eight or nine-year-old kid? How long have you not been home? If your dad doesn't say anything, can you not know what he thinks?"

Lin Luxiao casually said, "I will marry a daughter-in-law and not have a family every day. Is it possible to tie me for the rest of my life?"

Secretary Zhang nodded his head, "I won't tell you, you kid has been slanderous since childhood. Your father's health is not as good as before. You have to spend more time with him. Don't follow Liu and the others all day long. ! That kid Da Liu has recently become a fan of an Internet celebrity, and he also followed the family's hukou book. Liu Chu has a headache over there, so don't annoy your father anymore."

"Bullshit, Da Liu hasn't gotten better yet, so he's ditching his account book?"

Moreover, Liu Mingming is talking about singers.

"How did I know, anyway, Chief Liu had gone to the hukou unit and turned over the cabinet, so it was a toss."

One by one, one by one, it's not a **** thing to worry about.

Secretary Zhang left, Lin Luxiao hung up two calls to Nan Chu and no one answered.

He sat alone in the hallway and smoked a stale cigarette.

With a cigarette in his mouth, from time to time he lowered his head and glanced at the phone beside him.

The screen is quiet and there is no response.

After watching for a long time, I picked up the phone and dialed the number again.

"Sorry, the call you dialed is turned off."

by.

He lost his phone, lowered his head and lit another cigarette.

Someone inside coughed, Lin Luxiao pinched the cigarette, tucked the phone back into his pocket, and pushed the door in. Lin Qingyuan was obviously taken aback when he saw him, his expression was flat, his voice was weak, and he was hoarse: "Why are you here?"

"Secretary Zhang goes back to the office."

Lin Qingyuan yelled and supported himself. Lin Luxiao was silent for a while and said: "Lie down, I will help you with what you want."

Lin Qingyuan was stubborn and didn't listen to him. He insisted on sitting up, leaning against the head of the bed, pointing his finger at the chair beside the bed, and beckoning Lin Luxiao to sit down.

Lin Luxiao did not walk over, but hooked the chair to his side with his toes and sat down.

The relationship between the two is not close, and even more distant than the normal father-son relationship. Lin Qingyuan believes that he has a certain responsibility, because he can't express, and rarely praises. He always feels that his son is normal if he is doing well. Although this kid would occasionally get into trouble and do some **** things, his own son is somewhat clear-tempered and he doesn't have a righteous attitude, but it's not bad.

At the beginning, the kid said he wanted to go to the military academy, but he actually didn't agree. After a few years in the army, he knew the pain of being a soldier and didn’t want his son to suffer any more. But this kid took him and Meng Guohong’s service as a soldier. As a role model, he also knew that he liked guns, tanks, and airplanes since he was a child. After he was admitted to the military academy, Lin Luxiao's first choice was actually a special army. Several leaders also meant this, but Lin Qingyuan was detained by Lin Qingyuan.

Specialty did not have a family for a few years, and died without identity, only a military rank is left, it is better to be a firefighter, at least to stay by his side.

He never asked him to do anything since he was a child, but this was his father's last bit of selfishness, but he did not expect to push his son farther.

"When will you go home and live?"

Lin Luxiao: "I live well in the team."

"How can I hear your Uncle Meng say that you rented a house by yourself, and that a monthly salary is enough for you?"

He raised his eyebrows: "Why is it not enough, enough for daughters-in-law."

Lin Qingyuan snorted: "Come on, just your broken salary. Every package is worth one year's salary. What support do you take?"

When it's time to settle, the two can always quarrel without a few words, which is considered polite.

Lin Luxiao stood up and walked out.

Lin Qingyuan: "Where are you going again?"

Lin Luxiao looked down and turned over the number without looking back: "Call your daughter-in-law."

Lin Qingyuan grabbed a pillow and smashed it over, "Boy, did I promise me!"

Lin Luxiao closed the door behind his back, picked up the phone and walked out.

On the other end of the phone is still the sound of shutdown.

Lin Luxiao turned around and dialed Shen Mu, "I'll give you an address. You can find someone for me. I can't walk away here."

The voice on the other end of the phone was muddy: "What's the matter?"

Lin Luxiao sent the address, "I was at my girl last time, called Nan Chu."

"The daughter of actress Nan Yueru, Nanchu? Jiang Ge's rumored girlfriend, Nanchu?"

Lin Luxiao suppressed his temper: "Don't talk nonsense, let me check it out!"

When Shen Mu heard this, he knew that this person was anxious and did not dare to neglect.

He was very efficient and returned a string of messages shortly after sending it out.

"Just checked, something seems to have happened to that girl."

Lin Luxiao stood in the corridor with her waist pinched, too lazy to send a message, and called directly, "What's the matter?"

"The girl was robbed on the way home, hurt a little, and is now home."