Walking Through Fire for You

After all, he hasn't returned to Hengjie for a long time.

At that time, the days when a group of boys were chasing, pushing and shoving at the mouth of San Hutong were indeed the coolest and happiest.

When Lin Luxiao was born, his father was just the deputy chief of the fire department, and his family was well off. But after giving birth to Lin Qi, his mother just became unemployed and laid off, and the family conditions were much tighter. In his memory, even though life was tight, at least it was really happy. Later, my father moved to work and his life became better and he worried about more things, but he was not as happy as before.

At the time of the college entrance examination, a group of boys stood under the wall, smoking and chatting.

Liu wanted to follow Lin Luxiao to the military academy, but he didn’t have enough scores. Lin Luxiao suggested that he listen to his family’s opinions and read a business course and take a civil service exam. Liu refused. At that time, a fat man with a big waist and more than 200 catties twisted his arms. Say: "I just want to be with you!"

Lin Luxiao now remembered that Da Liu's appearance at the time still felt a chill in his heart.

Sun Mingyang and Shen Mu also mocked that Liu was absolutely bent.

Unexpectedly, Liu said: "Blind Li said, I don't know people, and I have been suffering for a lifetime, but I don't know others, but it's right to follow Master Xiao."

"Co-authoring the two of us is a decoration?"

When Sun Mingyang and Shen Mu heard about it, they wanted to break up with Liu.

The Hutong fortune teller's surname is Li. No one knows his name until now. After a long time, he got acquainted with the people here. Everyone called him Li Xiazi, but he didn't mind at all.

Li Xiazi gave a word to each of them.

Li Mingyang’s is,

——A man who has tears does not flick it lightly, but he has no home for his blood.

Li Xiazi gave Shen Mu a Buddhist scripture,

——When all beings are exhausted, Bodhi will be realized.

When Li Xiazi looked at Lin Luxiao, he waved his hand directly and refused: "Don't give it to me, I don't believe this."

At that time, Blind Li shook his head and smiled, really not saying.

When he finished the exam and left to go to the military academy, the two met again at the entrance of the Hutong, and it was rare for Blind Li to take the initiative to stop him.

Lin Luxiao was surprised. He didn’t realize that he would be recognized by this. He waved his hand in front of him. Blind Li opened his hand and said, “Don’t wave it. I don’t have the ability to do this. Fucked."

Lin Luxiao was dressed in black, simple and neat, with a black hiking bag behind him. He thought this was interesting, so it was rare that he leaned against the wall of the alley and talked to him.

"How do you hear it?"

"Tell you, what am I messing with?"

Lin Luxiao lowered his head and smiled.

But Li Xiazi finally said it.

"Wind, footsteps, breath, you are not the same as the three children, your breath is relatively stable, your feet are heavy, Liu will pant heavily, and your body smells heavy."

Even if this kind of thing is said, it can only be understood and unspoken.

Lin Luxiao nodded and said nothing.

Blind Li said: "Da Liu visited me when he left and asked me what that sentence meant."

Lin Luxiao hugged his mountaineering bag against the wall, stepped on the wall with one foot bent, and bent the corner of his lips, "He is timid, and what you said scared him."

"You really don't want to hear your sentence?"

Lin Luxiao looked at him: "Just tell me."

Li was too blind and refused to say it. He said those two sentences back and forth.

"Your child is arrogant, bloody, and hard in his bones. He will definitely be a hero in the future."

"It's just that heroes have been saddened by Beauty Pass since ancient times."

Lin Luxiao, "Done?"

"Just remember what I said! It won't hurt you!"

Lin Luxiao stood up straight, grabbed his scornful energy, the corners of his mouth were no longer smiling, and his voice was deep: "Since you are so accurate, have you counted why my parents divorced?"

Blind Li did not speak any more.

That should be the last time they met. When Lin Luxiao went back, he heard that Blind Li had already left, and no one knew where he had gone.

...

The hour hand points to more than eleven o'clock.

Liu glanced at Lin Luxiao on the sofa, cast a look at Sun Mingyang and Shen Mu, and hesitantly asked Lin Luxiao's opinion: "Or, shall we be here first today?"

Lin Luxiao dangled his cigarette and nodded slightly.

Da Liu pulled the other two to stand up and said goodbye to Nan Chu, with a hey smile on his face: "Little sister-in-law! I am very glad to meet you today. I often come to play when I have time. Should we leave a number?"

He took out his mobile phone.

Lin Luxiao opened it with a palm, "Quickly roll."

Da Liu said he said, "Yes, go away."

The three of them left, and the room was in a mess, bottles and jars fell on their backs, and cigarette butts were dropped.

After Lin Luxiao sent Da Liu and the others back, he leaned against the wall of the hallway and asked her, "Send you home?"

Nanchu didn't blink his eyes, and kindly suggested: "Why don't I sleep in your house? You don't have to send me away. I will get up tomorrow morning and go by myself."

At the end of the night, the light in the living room was turned off, and only a wall lamp at the entrance was on. It was dizzy and the light was warm. Lin Luxiao leaned on the wall as if it was plated with a gold rim. Nan Chu often remembered it later. Late his reaction.

Lin Luxiao licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, then lowered his head and smiled.

Nanchu thinks it's really handsome. It's not the same as the general handsome, it's probably manly.

"Let's go."

After laughing for a while, he said.

Lin Luxiao took the car key and went to pick up the car. He changed hands and threw her a black coat. It was clean, as if he had just taken it out of the closet. Nan Chu took a closer look. It should be his spring coat.

"First put it on."

Nanchu draped it, looked down at herself, a low-cut, close-fitting long skirt, wearing a men’s casual black jacket, wide and wide, just covered the roots of her thighs, unexpectedly developed an inexplicable desire to be protected. Look happy.

"Does it look good?" she asked Lin Luxiao.

Lin Luxiao opened the door of the car, glanced back at her, and quickly turned her eyes off, got into the car: "The purpose of wearing clothes is to look good?"

Nanchu walked around the front of the car, opened the door of the co-pilot, got in and sat down, and said, "It doesn't look good, I would rather not wear it."

"..."

"I don't wear it better."

"..."

Too lazy to talk to her again, "Where do you live?"

"Xinghui."

Lin Luxiao drove quietly and didn't speak much. Like before, he used to hold the steering wheel with one hand when waiting for the traffic lights and put one hand on the edge of the car window to watch the night scene.

The car quickly stopped downstairs.

Before Nanchu got out of the car, he returned the coat to him. Lin Luxiao took the back seat and leaned on to wait for her to get out of the car.

Nanchu stood outside the car, leaning over the window and said to him: "A week later, we will have dinner together, I will come to you, or you may call me."

As soon as she bends down, there is a view to see, but not all of it, just that if there is no seeming strength, it is particularly attractive.

Lin Luxiao leaned on the seat with one hand on the edge of the window and looked at her leisurely. When he was not talking, his eyebrows were slightly drunk, very serious, hard to guess. After a while, he took a cigarette from the middle compartment, lit it, threw the lighter back into the box, and asked faintly: "What do you want from me?"

But it was this enthusiasm that couldn't help Nanchu.

In the middle of the night, the trees were silent, and the girl's eyes were shining brighter than the moonlight, and she asked him, "What do you think you can let me take?"

Lin Luxiao sneered, took the cigarette and spit it out, stretched out his hand to the window, squinted, brushed the soot, and sarcastically said, "That's not what you want. I didn't get away with my pile of money. ?"

"Have you spent that money?"

"The flowers are already clean."

"Where did it go?"

In fact, when Nanchu gave him the money, he was very upset. In addition, the little girl's silent expression made him angry. He wanted to throw the money away, but how could he be a soldier? Chairman Mao threw it away and walked for two steps. He felt that it was wrong. He turned back and picked it up. The next day he contacted a welfare institution to donate to Liu.

Can’t keep it anyway.

"What do you care?" Lin Luxiao said bluntly, "You don't want to come to me anymore. I will take in whoever changes it for what happened back then. Anyway, I live in the team and the home is empty. Renting out also adds a certain amount of income out of thin air."

Nan Chu looked at him quietly, his eyes flowed, "You have returned home three times."

Lin Luxiao started the car, "I didn't get used to it. I forgot that there was someone at home."

"You forgot the first time, and the second time? What about the third time?"

"...I'm pooh, you don't think I have any thoughts about you, do you?"

Nanchu shrugged, how do I know what you think.

"..." I couldn't talk anymore.

After a while, Lin Luxiao decided not to pester her anymore and blew her upstairs.

"What time is this, hurry up."

"Eating together in that week?" Nan Chu still didn't forget about it.

Lin Luxiao took a deep look at her and found that the girl was really persistent. He flicked and said, "There may not be any fakes, let's talk about it then."

Nanchu looked like she would not go up without agreeing.

Lin Luxiao twisted his eyebrows and said impatiently, "Yes."

"Give me the phone." Nan Chu stretched out his hand.

"Endless?"

"Where can I find if you run away like last time?"

Lin Luxiao glanced at her, took out the phone from his trouser pocket and threw it to her. Nan Chu received it firmly, made a call to his phone, and returned it to him after making sure that it was connected, smiling and waving at him contentedly. Waved and whispered softly: "Captain Lin, good night!"

Lin Luxiao was on the back of the chair, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and holding the cigarette in the other, hanging outside the window, half of the ashes were burned, and the cigarette butts were floating with wisps of blue smoke. When the night breeze blows, half of the soot is blown off. , Torn into pieces by the wind scattered in the dust.

He looked at Nan Chu's back.

The tip of his tongue licked the corners of his lips and hummed softly.