Walking Through Fire for You

For the sake of safety, the driver drove quite slowly. During this process, Nanchu tried to drive him down several times and sit on it by himself, but the driver leisurely told her the secret of this road.

The windows were closed tightly, and the space was narrow. Nanchu was wearing a mask and scarf, and he felt sweaty from his forehead, and it was hard to pick it up. The mood at that time was so bad that he wanted to jump off the car.

Fortunately, after two hours and forty minutes, the driver stopped her firmly at the door of the fire brigade.

Nanchu took the luggage and got off the car, asked the guard post, and learned that they had just been on duty, so he stood waiting under the camphor tree at the door.

The snow is still falling, a bit of a violent trend. The large swaths fell from the top of his head, one after another, Nan Chu put his hands in his pockets, stomping his feet and waiting, his mouth was constantly whipping white, and the cashmere coat on his body was not warm at all. A spring shirt with a color matching skirt. Except for the scarf on the neck to block the wind, the rest of the area was filled with Xiao Su's north wind.

The phone shook in her pocket twice, and she didn't want to take it out, it was so cold.

A WeChat from Yan Dai, "Is it here?"

She replied, her cold voice, and she trembled, "here."

"seen?"

"Not yet." Nan Chu took a breath, "It's so cold here."

Yan Dai: "You didn't bring any clothes?"

Nan Chu held the phone, silently looking at the box full of her sexiest clothes at her feet, "No."

Female celebrities have always been accustomed to demeanor and not temperature. Both knee joints have arthritis without exception, and they become sore and swollen when it rains.

It was even worse when the model was born in Nanchu. She would rather not wear clothes that are not beautiful.

"Go to town to buy it, don't freeze it."

The two chatted one after another for about an hour, until the sky gradually dimmed.

Nan Chu's head was covered with a layer of white snow, and he almost fainted.

Just then.

People are back.

A red fire truck turned in, and seven or eight people got off the truck. Lin Luxiao was the last one.

When taking off his gloves and hat, the sentry yelled at him, "A girl is looking for you!"

Lin Luxiao looked out subconsciously while taking off his gloves.

I saw a slender figure standing in the pale world, with a red scarf around his neck, set against the fire truck on the side.

The heart hits hard in the chest, bang bang ——

All the emotions settled at this moment, and the moment of loss made Lin Luxiao unconsciously lower his head and laugh at himself. Why did he panic? Promising!

Zhao Guo squinted his eyes behind him, trying to see the person under the tree clearly, but because Nanchu wore a mask and blocked half of his face, he couldn't see his face. He was thin and dressed fashionable. Looking at it this way, it was indeed unusual. He leaned over, stabbed Lin Lu Xiao with his elbow, and smiled ambiguously: "Ex-girlfriend? Is it her? Is it her?"

The comrades beside him couldn't listen, jokingly said: "What are you excited about? It's not your ex-girlfriend--"

Zhao Guo stared directly at Nan Chu's face, trying to show people a hole.

Lin Luxiao stood there, licked the corners of his mouth, hummed, Zhao Guo lay next to his ear, twittered and asked a few more questions, he was annoying, and he pressed the glove to Zhao Guo's face without saying a word. Fadi strode towards the door.

Nanchu made a full expression to greet him, took off the mask and wanted him to see himself clearly. Just as his hand touched the base of his ear, his wrist was grabbed by someone.

Only a year has passed.

But I always feel that the time has gone wrong, and that little memory in my mind seems to be a matter of the previous life.

Reunited again, it was also snowy, and feather-like snowflakes fell on his head and shoulders. In the blink of an eye, there was no shadow, and there was no trace of it.

It seemed to imply that their little past also melted with this heavy snow.

It wasn't until Lin Luxiao grabbed her wrist and didn't let her take off the mask that the touch felt a little real. The man's palm was as generous and strong as ever, and he felt full of security.

She was froze.

The white and tender wrist, lifeless, felt colder than ice and snow.

"What are you doing?" He sneered.

At the beginning of the South, the curled eyelashes trembled and looked up.

In the flying snow, the man had a cold face, staring at her condescendingly, with very clear black and white eyes, but with a certain anger.

The little girl opened her eyes and smiled, ignoring his blunt tone and his unfriendly emotions, "Come to you."

"Why are you looking for me?"

Lin Luxiao loosened his hand and copied it into his trouser pocket, as if he was amused, and sounded a little broken in the wind.

Standing in the wind, snow and rain for an hour, it was cold, but his attitude was more permeating than the weather, but he was also used to it. The time he had just chased him before was colder than this.

She had just made a bet with Yan Dai, and Yan Dai said that the captain had a hard temper and it was hard to tell.

Nanchu didn't rush back, "He won't last long."

No matter how hard the temper is, how long can it last?

Yan Dai rolled her eyes: "You are beautiful! You are beautiful! You have the final say!"

Nanchu blinked and smiled. The vast landscape behind him became the background: "Then I can just say it."

His dark eyes stared at her for an instant.

"I'm coming to court."

puff--

Hearing this, he couldn't hold back, raised the corner of his mouth, and moaned slightly.

About a minute has passed.

His expression became extremely dull, standing straight, the wind and snow blowing his hair, and his black hair was blown on top of his head. At this time, Nanchu discovered that his hair seemed to be a little longer, "Then you can go. "

these years.

Something seems to be growing wildly, solidifying, and changing.

Both Liu and Shen Mu said that Lin Luxiao had a ruthlessness in his bones, and he was very ruthless.

After speaking, Lin Luxiao glanced at her mockingly, turned to leave, and was held by Nan Chu's hand. She said, "I'll wait for your call."

The result was thrown away by him.

Lin Luxiao has grievances, Nanchu of course understands, after all, they were unilaterally cut off by her when they loved the most. She admitted that she was naive at that time, but if time comes back, her choice will remain the same. Under the circumstances, she could not comfortably continue that period of sentiment full of public opinion and irony.

She can't look at the person she loves, being trampled under her feet by public opinion, and will always only live in her own world.

There is no way to bind a man with her own promise. In her world, she can neither see the light nor the future, and even once thought that she might be like this in her life.

Her soul is loyal, but also aloof.

She can abandon the world for him.

But she couldn't stand him being abandoned by the world.

And this time I came to coax him with full patience.

Lin Luxiao directly withdrew his hand, "You go, don't look for me."

After speaking, he entered the team without looking back, the back figure was determined, Nan Chu was behind, biting his lip and akimbo, and he was directly grinning.

...

dorm room.

It was as lively as the live broadcast, mainly because I was too curious about Lin Luxiao and wanted to see how he got along with the women.

Just when Lin Luxiao shook off Nan Chu's hand.

Zhao Guo lifted the curtains and shouted, "Fuck, fuck, fuck—acting in a Korean drama!"

The roommate also leaned over, "Do you see what that woman looks like?"

Zhao Guo squinted his eyes and tried every means. He rolled his hands and looked through the small binoculars, but he couldn't see clearly, "I wear a mask, but it's absolutely beautiful! No wonder that kid doesn't like my little cousin, this Nubuat—"

In the snow, Lin Luxiao stuck in his pocket, strode into the fire gate blankly.

Zhao Guo lifted the curtains, "Fuck, I'm back."

A few silhouettes dangled quickly in the room, each to you.

When Lin Luxiao entered the door, several people did push-ups, pull-ups, pull-ups, and upside-down gold hooks, all in harmony—

He didn't look at anyone, and went straight back to his bed, taking off his coat without saying a word.

Several people secretly glanced at him, then glanced at each other.

Zhao Guo quietly swept his eyes out of the window, in the vast snow, that touch of red had not left.

"Cough—" He coughed dryly.

Lin Luxiao took off his jacket and began to take off the shirt inside, still expressionless.

"Ahem -" Zhao Guo coughed again.

As a result, Lin Luxiao directly picked up the basin head beside him and walked out without looking back. He also left a nonchalant sentence: "Is there something wrong with my throat?"

These words aroused Zhao Guo and chased him to the toilet.

Lin Luxiao threw the basin into the sink, unscrewed the faucet, and the water was flowing. Before the hot water came out, he stooped down, squeezed the water and rubbed his face severely.

"Is that really a sister-in-law?" Zhao Guo asked.

Lin Luxiao stopped, lowered his head, propped his hands by the pool, and the water drops slowly dripping down his outline.

Then he raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

There was anger in his chest that could not be contained, and then he laughed again and hummed.

"Come to you to get back together?"

He was silent.

Zhao Guoli said: "Actually, I think women are like this. When they were separated, they worked hard, and then they thought it might be boring. It's not as good as the previous life, and they rushed back. Run...but I won't say anything else, it's really cold outside."

After speaking, Zhao Guo shrank his neck and left.

After Lin Luxiao washed his face and went back.

Zhao Guo winked, and the other roommate said, "Lu Xiao, the girl is still—"

...

There was no sense of direction at the beginning of the south. I didn't know where to go for a while, and I was afraid of losing it. I was immersed in navigation. No matter where I went, I had to determine the location of the fire brigade. It was best to find a hotel nearby.

I'm scratching my head.

There was a rustle in the snow ahead.

There was a dark shadow in front of him, and the phone was taken away. Just as he was about to scream, Yu Guang glanced at a pair of military boots and camouflage trousers. He raised his hand and looked surprised, "Why did you get down?"

The mobile interface stays at a five-star hotel near Meituan.

Lin Luxiao glanced, closed the interface, and directly picked up her suitcase with one hand, raised her chin at her, "Go."

"where to?"

"Do you want to get cold here?" He raised his eyebrows: "Come here."

Nanchu followed.

In the snow, two figures, one tall and one thin, were walking one after the other.

There are no hotels within a few hundred meters of this neighborhood.

Lin Luxiao took her directly into the family building of the fire brigade, just behind the fire brigade, and went in in the yard. An aunt was sitting in the backstage of the table and putting on a sweater. Seeing the two of them coming in, she said loudly, "Mr. Lu, girlfriend here. See you?"

Lin Luxiao asked Nan Chu to take his ID card, smiled, ignored the second half of the sentence, and corrected: "My name is Lin, you always forget."

The aunt slapped her head, "I always heard that Zhao Guo called you Lu Xiao and Lu Xiao. I thought the last name was Lu. I'm sorry, my memory!"

Lin Luxiao smiled, "It's okay."

Nanchu handed over the ID card.

The aunt took it, glanced at it, after registering, returned it to her, cheerfully said: "Okay, let's go up there."

Nan Chu felt that this auntie had the insight, and said clearly, "Thank you—"

Lin Luxiao had carried the luggage, not leaving her a chance to talk nonsense, and pushed her back up the stairs directly.

As the door pushed forward, the family reception building was clean and bright, and even the quilts were stacked neatly. The aunt who organized the house looked at it from the army.

...

"This is the family building?"

Nanchu looked around and stood by the bed, looking out the window, it was white, and the fire brigade was opposite.

Lin Luxiao put down his luggage and leaned against the wall, with both hands in his pockets, "Yeah."

Nan Chu pulled back his gaze out of the window and looked back at him with a smile.

Lin Luxiao straightened up, "There is no hotel in the town. When the minibus opens, you can go back and I'm leaving."

Just turned around.

"I won't go." As firm as ever.

This time, it seemed that he really angered him, and he ordered the firecracker that had been deposited for a year, and said in anger, "What the **** do you want?"