Walking Through Fire for You

After finishing, Nanchu looked at the time, and it was less than ten o'clock.

He shrank time.

Lin Luxiao lit a cigarette against the head of the bed, she nestled in his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat, pinching his chest back and forth with her hand, trying to pinch out a bit of bruise, but the man's muscles were hard, unlike her. The whole body was bruised.

Especially the shoulders.

Nan Chu looked at his smooth and white shoulders regretfully: "You can't wear clothes that have slipped shoulders..."

Lin Luxiao glanced down at her when he heard the words, whispering the soot, and said quietly: "Are you afraid of the cold in the winter?"

"There will be a dinner in a few days, and everyone will wear small dresses. Am I the only one wrapped up in zongzi?"

"What's wrong with zongzi? Keep warm."

He raised his eyelids and said awe-inspiringly.

Nanchu was too lazy to argue with him, so he could only pray in his heart that these marks would disappear these days.

Even though he disliked him for the heavy lifting, he couldn't help but hug him tightly, "I haven't seen him for a long time..."

"Ok?"

"I will make more announcements next." She rubbed and said dullly.

Lin Luxiao nodded to express his understanding, and stroked her hair with his hands. He knew that if he showed a little bit of reluctance, the little girl would be even more sad.

After stroking, he bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair, "You are busy first, and you will find me when you have time."

"But you are busy too..."

"I have nothing else to do except work. I leave you all four days off for a month."

"Well, don't see other women."

Lin Luxiao snorted, "Where are the women, my team is full of bachelors waiting to be fed."

There was a jackal in front and a tiger behind. Nan Chu closed his eyes and strangled his neck with his hands, "Counselor Xu counts one, and Doctor Xia counts one."

Lin Luxiao turned her head off, took her hand off, and gently squeezed, "Xu Yun was going to say goodbye to me when I was eating at the hotel that day. Later, after half of the meal, everyone left. As for the summer evening, a finger I didn't let her touch."

Nanchu was too sleepy, and nodded in satisfaction: "It's okay to have this consciousness."

...

After that, the two of them were really busy at both ends.

She filmed and he rescued.

There are really a lot of announcements recently in Nanchu. I have some more movie appointments for some reason, some endorsements for some reason, and some reason why I took a female lead drama. Although it is not a popular director, I heard that this drama has a lot of fans. Yes, and inexplicably on the hot search twice, the evaluation is not bad or not.

There are still many people who black her out. In addition, Lin Qi was arrested for taking drugs before. Although Lin Qi has now entered the Youth Voluntary Drug Rehabilitation Center, many people still doubt whether she is taking drugs.

But it is rare to see someone helping her speak.

But two days later, she found out that those who helped her speak were the Shui Army. When she clicked into the Weibo account, everything was blank except for her profile picture. At first she thought it was bought by Shen Guangzong. After asking twice, Shen Guangzong said, "Take you In the current state, it’s not appropriate to buy a navy. Let’s wait for the work to be published before we talk."

After finishing speaking, I also feel puzzled, "Who bought the navy for you?"

But anyway, things seem to be developing for the better.

But Nanchu still didn't feel much about it.

In the past few years, I have been presiding over meditation, and I have lost a lot of things, and I hope to live a peaceful life.

And Jiang Ge, who has spent money on resources over there, flips through his mobile phone and talks about it every day.

After a while, the command assistant said, "This play is suitable for Nanchu, you can talk to the producer."

The assistant came back ten minutes later, "This play has already been set for a female one."

"Who?"

"A member of the women's team, Xu Zhiyi, is a newcomer to Huan Vision this year."

"I will add 100 million, you tell the producer."

Another five minutes, "It's done."

Jiang Ge nodded in satisfaction, and then hung up the phone to He Zhengping: "I watched the later editing, I think Liu Yingying is very brilliant, so I cut the female part and let Liu Yingying take the lead."

He Zhengping didn't dare: "The first female is the first line!"

Jiang Ge said without embarrassment: "In the beginning of the southern period, it will also be the front line."

He Zhengping: "You kid, I heard that you have taken a lot of film appointments for her. What is the picture for you?"

Jiang Ge snorted: "I'm so insightful."

He Zhengping chuckled, "You should be careful of your old man. If you continue to behave like this, he won't be able to guarantee that one day."

Jiang Ge was accustomed to nonsense and didn't take it to heart. He hung up the phone, who would dare to stop the person he wanted to hold.

...

On this day, Nanchu had just attended an awards ceremony. In fact, she did not have her part, that is, she was an escort. However, there were also many media reporters outside the red carpet. She still dressed up, wearing a small hanging skirt. Shaking in the cold wind.

Her coat is in the car.

There was heating when she came in, but the heating in the room where she and the actresses were waiting broke down. There was originally a small hand warmer, but it was taken away by the next door.

A few actresses dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and outsiders had to come in with smiling faces.

The profession of actor is the same, the appearance is glamorous, and there are many things that no one else can think of.

Nanchu sat for a while.

The ceremony didn't start until seven o'clock. She glanced at the time and went out to hang up Lin Luxiao.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time.

During the period, I made a few calls. Lin Luxiao was busier than her, and the phone was turned off, so the probability of getting through was not high.

Miraculously, it was able to get through today.

After the beep sounded, Nan Chu's heart was pounding, making him a little nervous.

Obviously I've done everything, and I don't know how it is now like a seventeen-year-old girl, thinking about him crazy.

"Chu Nan?"

At the moment when he heard Lin Luxiao's voice, Nan Chu felt satisfied at once, "Captain, are you off work?"

Lin Luxiao had just left the squadron with his phone on the other side. Soldiers greeted him all the way, and he waved them away one by one. When they arrived at the parking lot, they pulled the car door and jumped up, and then "Bang——" closed and reached the closed compartment. Here, I feel a little bit of a duo world, "Just got off work."

There were a lot of people in the aisle. They were all staff members who came and went in a hurry. No one took care of her. The wind came in and Nanchu rubbed his forearms, "I was freezing to death at the awards party."

Lin Luxiao leaned on the seat, lit a cigarette, squinted, and could think of what she was wearing today. Every time she looked at her photos, she couldn't help but cold her neck.

He took a cigarette, and slowly said: "It deserves it, who told you to wear less, I will ask Aunt Meng to find you a big flower coat to put on."

"Do you really treat me as a grandmother?"

Lin Luxiao smiled lightly, "Who said that the big flowered jacket is an old woman? You have a problem with your thinking."

"Okay, you go and fix it. I'll dress up for the celebration banquet in a few days and see who is embarrassed."

Laugh a few times.

Lin Luxiao pinched the cigarette, and suddenly called her seriously, "Nanchu."

"Ok?"

"Your mother is abroad?"

"Ok."

"Do you want to come back?"

"Are you looking for my mother?"

"Ok."

Nan Chu choked his voice, "Why are you looking for my mother?"

"I want a hukou." He smiled calmly: "Do you not want a hukou when you marry you?"

"Really married?"

He joked: "Why, don't you want to marry?"

"Did you propose to you?" Nan Chu lowered his voice.

"..."

There was a sudden silence over there.

When I was very young, Nan Chu thought that if there is a man who wants to marry her in the future, it must be a big sedan chair or a huge marriage proposal is bound to come.

As you get older.

Concepts, thoughts, experience, identity, and restrictions.

Lin Luxiao's identity couldn't offer her a huge marriage proposal.

In the parking garage.

Lin Luxiao lowered the car window, holding the phone in one hand, and the cigarette in the other. The half of the ashes hadn't been smoked for a long time. The spark was about to fall, and half of the ashes fell on the ground. The cigarette was lost, and he lowered his head and pulled out a political review form from the storage box.

Lin Qingyuan asked Secretary Zhang to give it to him a few days ago.

"Just do what you want. I won't stop you. You will suffer and feel bored. Don't regret it."

Earlier, just dream about this.

But now he really agreed, he was still a little bit sigh, his heart was empty, but thinking about the little girl, his heart was full again.

At least, one step was successful.

For the rest, as long as Nanchu's political trial has passed, and Nan Yueru agrees, basically, their names are linked together.

From then on, the column of Lin Luxiao's spouse was Nanchu's name.

Sheng is his man.

Death is his ghost.

With the phone in his ear, he took a pen casually, bit it open with his mouth, spread the paper on the steering wheel, and slowly filled it up.

Name: Lin Luxiao.

The pen is sharp and sharp, and the pen is strong.

His calligraphy is good-looking, and he has followed the old man to write calligraphy since he was young.

Lin Luxiao lay on the steering wheel, filling in, while asking in a low voice, "Marry me? Huh?"

The girl over there was frozen, rubbing her forearms, and said: "Don't marry."

Lin Luxiao smiled and continued to write.

Sex: Male.

Nationality: Han.

He said slowly: "I'm filling out the marriage application form. If you don't marry, I will tear it up—"

After speaking, he rubbed the ball of paper with a gesture.

Hearing the rustling of the paper, there was anxious, "Hey, dare you!"

He chuckled and deliberately said: "Then you marry or not?"

"Marry, marry!"

The little girl nodded eagerly, "But it's going to be a hidden marriage, so I'll tell the evidence first. If I don't announce it, I won't let my company know.

Filling out a form, Lin Luxiao leaned back on the chair and looked at it for a while, "Okay, I will bring it up tomorrow, and I will make up your wedding later."

This call goes to the end.

Didn't even realize it in the early Nanchu period, really just married like this?

...

Lin Luxiao delivered the report to the detachment the next day.

Meng Guohong lowered his head and glanced, "Would you like to be so anxious? As soon as your dad let go, did you report to me?"

Lin Luxiao stood straight, "Are you in a hurry when you are thirty?"

Meng Guohong sneered and was still dissatisfied with him: "Don't hurt yourself!"

Lin Luxiao took a breath and said, "My wife is beautiful, but do you have any misunderstandings about beautiful women?"

Meng Guohong was too lazy to pay attention to him, waved him out.

This group of children is mader than the other.

When I was out of the office, I was rarely in a good mood. Lin Luxiao hung up several phone calls to Liu to express his condolences.

Liu recently had a temper with Xu Zhiyi, and he was in a bad mood.

"What is your temper?"

"If you don't listen, can't you say that she is a little girl who sings well and becomes her idol? She has to go to act, but the girl who has just been appointed was robbed again. In the past few days, she is in a bad mood. Will come out."

Lin Luxiao took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said nonchalantly, "Huh, huh."

"Coax the sky." Liu felt strange, "Do you sound in a good mood?"

Lin Luxiao lowered his head and inhaled the cigarette, exhaled, and said lazily, "I wanted to tell you something. If you are in a bad mood, I am afraid of irritating you. Forget it, I am happy."

"Get out! Have you ever irritated me since I was young?"

Lin Luxiao curled the corner of his mouth without making a sound.

Liu was anxious: "Say! Tell your buddy if there is anything good."

Lin Luxiao dusted the soot and slowly said, "I'm getting married."

"Fuck! Your family agreed?"

"Ok."

Liu: "I'm hastily! Congratulations! Then I really want to call my sister-in-law in Nanchu!?"

"The report has already been submitted. When the approval result comes down, I will go to see Nanchu's mother."

Everything else is controllable.

For him, approval is no problem, and Lin Qingyuan's temperament, he also understands that he can control all these things, and the only uncontrollable thing is Nanchu's mother.

"Congratulations, I'm going to see my mother-in-law! If it's more convenient, get me an autograph and come back. I like her to play the heroine Zhao Ziying! And the orphan Xie Yuan! She has played many classic roles !"

Lin Luxiao, who doesn't chase stars or watch TV series, said, "What is it?"

Da Liu grumbled: "You don't understand this? To please your mother-in-law, you should look at the roles that others have played, or else they will sit across from each other and ask you what I have acted. Come on, deduct more impression points?"

Believe your evil!

That being said, Lin Luxiao really looked for a few costume dramas that Nan Yueru had filmed before.

One of them is quite big, with **** scenes, and it comes every few minutes and every few minutes.

Lin Luxiao simply pulled the progress bar while watching. When the screen was ambiguous, he pulled the progress bar. Looking at it like this, he saw a sweat in his forehead.

With sweat on his head, I turned off the video.

The call came in at the beginning of Nanchu, and he was punctual: "What are you doing?!"

Lin Luxiao leaned on the chair and said, "Ah, what's the matter?"

"Do you have WeChat? I will send you some pictures."

I applied for one very early. I didn't even have a profile picture, but there were few friends in it. He almost didn't use it, and I almost rely on the phone to find him.

He signed up for the account and waited for her to add it. After passing the request, he soon came in with a few pictures.

"Hurry up and choose for me. I'm going to participate in an anniversary celebration tonight. Which one is good?"

He looked at a few photos for a long time, and finally chose a slightly conservative one.

Nanchu quickly replied, "I know, I know, I listen to you."

He satisfactorily replied: "Good. What time does it end? I will pick you up?"

Nanchu returned slowly. After waiting for her, Lin Luxiao opened her head to see. The little girl was sitting on the sofa with a rabbit in her hand, just covering her face.

It's a ghost.

He pressed save, and then changed to his own profile picture.

He doesn't have many friends, except for a few Liu, some of them are teammates and soldiers who have brought some soldiers.

Wannian Shenshi changed his head.

WeChat was blown up instantly.

Liu: "Fuck, is this my sister-in-law? So cute."

Lin: "Is it cuter than your wife?"

Liu: "Go away! My wife is the cutest!"

Lin Luxiao returned a [vertical middle finger] expression.

Shen Mu: You cheated the corpse?

Lin: No way?

Shen Mu: The head is Nanchu?

Lin: Yes.

Shen Mu: You don't even forget to slaughter dogs on WeChat?

Lin: No way?

System prompt: need to add the other party as a friend...

Nanchu: How do you use my avatar?

Lin: This rabbit is cute.

Early Southern:...

Then there was another one: "I'm leaving. I'll talk about it later. Don't come to pick me up at night. There are many reporters here. I'll look for you in a few days."

Lin Luxiao leaned on the chair, resting his feet leisurely on the edge of the table, and only answered one line after a long time: "Okay."

Nanchu participated in the 50th anniversary celebration of F&D's founding tonight, which was opened in Huanyu Building.

There are many CEOs of listed group companies, first-line actors, well-known directors and producers. Jiang Ge’s recently invested crews, including rookies like Nanchu, as well as some old artists and old opera bones, are all from Mr. Jiang. The best friend of the generation.

Tonight is a Vanity Fair.

Compared with these people, the profession of actor has become the lowest level. The young actor wants to be familiar with each other, and the first-line actors want to grasp the resources. Only in Nanchu, Shen Guangzong was carrying toasts everywhere, but her bones were exhausted. , Tiredness.

Round dance hall, dazzling crystal lights.

Everyone is well-dressed, with delicate makeup, and well-dressed, with an invisible mask on his face and smiling faces.

In the crowd, familiar faces passed by.

At the beginning of the south, it was like being in a masquerade party. Everyone talked loudly and peacefully.

Turned his head.

She saw Xu Zhiyi being held out by an old man.

Nanchu didn't see it, so she quickly turned her head away, and here, Yan Dai raised her wine glass and dragged her skirt toward her, smiling, "Drink a drink?"

...

Ten p.m.

Secret Service No. 1 Squadron.

The rapid sirens cut through the sky--

All the fire officers and soldiers sat upright, rolled their beds quickly, and filed out.

Lin Luxiao rushed out of the office and slipped straight down the slide pipe in the corridor. He was the first to reach the basement, quickly put on his fire suit, stood on the spot, pinching his watch.

"Faster!"

One after another firemen ran over.

Forty seconds, when the people arrived, Lin Luxiao jumped into the car and gave an order: "Go!"

The voice of the operator was on the headphone cable, "The fire site is on the 76th floor of Huanyu Building."

"What's the situation inside?"

"F&D Group is celebrating its anniversary and invited many actors and directors as well as half a hundred old people. The number of trapped people is estimated to be around 300, including hotel staff. The specific value has been declared..." the operator said Then I felt something was wrong. Why is Team Lin so abnormal? According to the past, he had calmly analyzed with him. He tentatively asked: "Captain Lin, are you listening?"

It was a long time before I heard him reply, "I heard it."

The voice was extremely cold and depressed, and the operator nodded, "The call is coming in over there again. Hurry up."

"Bye."

Disconnected.

Nearby were all the old team members who had followed Lin Luxiao out of the police many times, including Yang Zhengang.

I have never seen Lin Luxiao's expression at the moment.

The gloomy erupts almost at any time.

Yang Zhengang's intuition was that the situation was serious this time, and it coincided with his change of position that any mistakes made would not be good for him.

"Serious situation?"

Lin Luxiao shook his head, picked up the water on the side, raised his head and poured it out, squeezed the empty bottle directly after drinking and threw it on the front baffle.

The words in the ears are from the beginning of Nan.

——"I have an anniversary tonight. Which one do you think I should wear?"

— "I knew you would choose this one, well, listen to you."

He seemed to be able to think of the playful expression that Nanchu said at the time.

Can't think.

When I think about it, I get confused, and that girl is still in the team for a few days, knowing the best time to escape from the fire, not better than others.

I was afraid that she would give up the chance of survival to others.

Suddenly he buried his head, clenched his hand into a fist to his lips, bit with his teeth, his eyes were red, his back was already full of sweat——

No other thoughts in his mind.

It is the beginning of the south.

When the car arrived at the scene, there was a circle of people underneath, all with heads on top of each other, Wu Yangyang.

Some people take pictures with their mobile phones, and some are still making calls.

Lin Luxiao didn't wait for the car to stop, so he jumped off. He looked up, and the flames soaring almost exploded this half of the night. The billowing smoke and the night had already merged.

The tongue of fire is like a minion.

This building is constantly spreading, and red **** with flames are dropped from time to time, hitting the roofs and stalls on the roadside.

The passers-by underneath screamed and shouted with excitement!

"It's on fire!"

"Quickly post on Weibo!"

"I heard there are many stars in it!"

"Anyway, my idol is not there."

This is the state of the world-

If the disaster does not fall on oneself, bystanders will always gloat.

Outside the cordon, reporters kept pouring in, grabbing Lin Luxiao's arm, as if grabbing the headlines, with a cannibalized expression: "Handsome guy, handsome guy, what's going on inside?! Can you tell me a little bit?!"

Lin Luxiao couldn't bear to throw it away, "Go away."

Then, with his brother who was born and died, rushed towards the center of the flame.

Never look back.

-What people call "retrograde".

When I joined the army, I promised myself.

Be loyal to the party, loyal to the motherland, loyal to the people, and never betray.

For so many years, I have kept my oath.

Over a thousand times in and out of the fire, thousands of people were saved.

Faith forged by blood loyalty.

There is only one wish now.

-Keep her safe.