Walking Through Fire for You

Nan Chu felt bitter, and gurgled up like bubbles.

She didn't lie, she really caught a cold.

But he really doesn't believe her now.

Trust is the barrier between them, like a transparent diaphragm. They stand at each end and can see each other clearly. There is a small door in between. She is walking towards him, and then he puts on the door with no expression on his face. Closed.

Nanchu was dressed thinly, and the wind blowing in from the window aroused the pores on her white and tender skin. The black dress lined her skin to be whiter and tender, and she didn't even wear a coat outside.

Lin Luxiao stared at her sarcastically. Didn't he catch a cold and simply chilled him? Want him to feel distressed?

Nanchu stood quietly in place, his eyes calm, calm, and surprisingly soft.

It was quiet for a while.

The little girl approached him again, hugged his firm waist, pressed her face against his generous chest, and a powerful heartbeat hit her chest.

It's a sense of belonging.

She raised her head, followed his tight jawline and kissed her, spinning around her chin, neck, and ears...

It is provocative, nostalgic, and pious.

He was unmoved, colder than the wind and snow outside the window, and cold in his eyes.

In the next second, Nan Chu's hand was already supporting the military button on his waist.

In the dim and silent room, the army detained with only a "click".

"Captain." She raised her head and whispered in his ear, full of charm, "You reacted."

The bottom is hard, the temper should be softened.

But Lin Luxiao is **** both ends--

Nan Chu rubbed his hands fiercely at the place where he was as hard as fire, raised his small face, and said, "Give me a chance, and I will prove it to you."

"Proof?" The man's voice was hoarse and sexy.

Nanchu couldn't help but think of the previous few loves, his fatal cry of bed, and at the moment he looked cold and abstinent.

The little rebellious factor in my heart is frantically at work.

"Prove how loyal my soul is to you."

He suddenly lowered his head and smiled and glanced at the woman hanging on him.

It was like a joke: "Prove this way? Are you an animal?"

"..."

His dark eyes fixed on her, "loyal?"

I didn't know where to read a sentence before.

Loyalty is because the bargaining chip for betrayal is not enough, only death is loyal.

He didn't believe it.

Lin Luxiao directly pulled the person off his body impatiently and pressed it against the wall. He didn't save any strength. The muscles on his arms were violent, and the voice was colder than before, "We have nothing to play."

His back slammed into the rigid wall.

Nanchu really hurts, and my mother doesn't really love her at all.

He didn't take his humble petition for peace. Nanchu finally aroused a trace of anger and glared at him: "Lin Luxiao!"

Finally, it wasn't the expression of the winning ticket. Seeing her angry, Lin Luxiao suddenly felt better and said lazily, "Huh?"

She gritted her teeth angrily: "You guy! No manners!"

"Then you look for demeanor."

With a smirk in her eyebrows, she wanted to sap directly up and scoop his head!

Without coaxing patience, he came out with a rebellious mentality, and said: "Don't you think I dare?"

"Find it!" Concise and powerful, I didn't bother to talk nonsense with her after speaking, and left the door behind.

Nanchu sat on the bed in a daze, and touched the cigarette box beside the bed with her hand. It was empty and there was one left. She took it out, held it between her lips, and touched the lighter with the other hand.

The flint rubbed lightly, and a blue flame lit up in the room. She lowered her head, facing up with her cigarette, and inhaled.

A few strands of green silk gradually emerged from the cigarette butts and floated upward.

Smoky, the woman's face gradually blurred.

A faint pain in the back.

She whispered, "Asshole."

At the beginning of the southern part, I dusted the soot and held it in my mouth again. The smell of tobacco swallowed to the tip of my throat. I slowly pressed it down into the chest cavity. After a heavy breath, I raised my head and vomited out again, saying: "Bad son."

The wildness in his bones ran out again.

She has been relatively indifferent since she was a child, and treated people around her, including some fans who said they liked her in the early years, and some even made some gifts for her to deliver to the company.

She took it and said thank you, handed it to the assistant and never opened it again.

No one gave her a gift anymore.

She has delusions of persecution and can't be kind to strangers. If someone treats her well, she will wonder if this person wants any benefit from her.

She has nothing to give, so she refuses to be good to her.

This is all caused by the environment and identity since childhood, as well as the busy and careless work of the mother.

Until the age of sixteen.

When I met Lin Luxiao, he was the only one who attracted her deeply.

She was not surprised to live in his house and fell in love with him, and she was convinced.

Lin Luxiao is the man she likes to death.

I like his righteousness and magnanimousness, seriousness.

The only thing I didn't expect was that after I was familiar with it, I found that this person was ruffling in private.

She hated ruffians at first.

It was discovered that any nasty traits on Lin Luxiao's body became her love.

Moreover, don't extricate yourself.

Because of Lin Qi's affairs, she suspected that her values ​​over the past two decades were too indifferent and led Lin Qi astray.

It is also the profound justice and freedom he taught her.

Finally in his redemption, Nanchu saw his soul, but it was not as unbearable as he had imagined.

However, reality gave them another heavy blow.

So she found out that those who understand righteousness and magnanimous freedom cannot protect the people she loves.

The public opinion was suppressed by Nan Yueru looking for someone.

The only condition is to let Nanchu return to the United States.

At the age of 21, Nanchu, who was not mature enough and was a little naive, decided to leave the man when he heard that his father was admitted to the hospital and he was about to be sent to the mountains.

This year.

She learned the rules of survival, learned how to play Tai Chi with media reporters, and even learned how to take revenge, such as Xu Zhiyi, until no one dared to offend her anymore. But now, I'm used to seeing the blood and blood in the circle, intrigue, and so many dirty things that haven't been exposed.

She especially missed Lin Luxiao, a man who made the world and the world a promise.

Thinking of the scene just now.

She was angrily laughed again, smoking a cigarette: "Dog man."

Just after cursing, she received a call from Nan Yueru. She pinched the cigarette and accepted: "Mom."

"Where are you?"

Southern Chu: "On vacation."

"I booked a ticket and picked up a film for you, and auditioned the day after tomorrow."

"who?"

"A studio named Nan Xuan, the screenwriter is quite famous, but it's the first time we have collaborated. Come back early to discuss the details."

She looked out the window silently, "Mom, won't you go back to the United States for vacation?"

"When you get married, I will go back."

Nanchu helpless: "I won't get married for a while."

"When you come back, there is a producer, twenty-eight years old, to show you."

This year, Nan Yueru kept introducing her so-called young talents in her eyes.

At the beginning of the South, he said calmly, "When did you give up?"

"I'll give up when you get married."

"You haven't been married in your entire life, why do you force me to marry."

"Because I haven't been married in my entire life, I will force you to marry. At the beginning of Nanchu, when you get old, you are very lonely.

Waking up in the middle of the night, there was sky beside him, the wind was blowing at night, no one was warm, and the brows were all alone.

It is sentiment.

It is also repentance.

...

this day.

The New Year's Eve was approaching, the wind and snow evacuated, Lushan Town CMB opened, and Nanchu booked a ticket to leave for the next day.

The beauty in the family yard has almost become a legend-

But seeing that Lin Luxiao had always been in low spirits, everyone didn't dare to open or mention which pot.

Until tonight, the Lushan Squadron organized a friendship.

To put it bluntly, friendship is a blind date for single firemen in the squadron.

When eating dinner, Zhao Guo suddenly remembered the girl who came and suggested: "Lu Xiao, let the person from your family’s courtyard come out together. You are not so good to leave others alone. Come out tonight and have fun together. ."

Then they can meet too--

What does it look like?

Curious to death.

Lin Luxiao grabbed the rice, glanced at Zhao Guo, and coldly refused: "She doesn't like the excitement."

Zhao Guo snorted: "You keep hiding like this, so what the hell, people have been living here for a week, let her come out to see you anyway—"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Luxiao glared at him warningly.

In the end, it happened to be heard by several leaders who were eating, "Lu Xiao, is your girlfriend here?"

He stuffed his mouth and shook his head for a moment: "No."

The leader laughed: "Friends are also rare, come here, let's come together, let’s have fun together."

The leader spoke, and the comrades beside him were agitated, riding a tiger hard to get off. Lin Luxiao's violent temper made him want to tear up Zhao Guo's broken mouth.

...

Six p.m.

Lin Luxiao was teasing Golden Retriever downstairs with his family. Auntie came out after cooking and saw a tall and silent figure squatting in the doorway and greeted him, "Little Lu!"

Lin Luxiao took his hand away from Golden Retriever's chin, stood up, smiled and answered.

Auntie: "Come and find the little girl?"

Lin Luxiao just went up and knocked on the door, no one opened it, slipped his hand into his pocket, and asked casually, "Where is she?"

"I just watched her go out, I guess I will be back soon, something?"

Lin Luxiao scratched his eyebrows and whispered, "It's okay."

As soon as I turned my head and wanted to say, I'm leaving first, and I saw Nan Chu was wearing a knee-length black down coat with the red scarf around his neck, half of his face buried in the pile of scarves, stepping on the snow.

Nanchu paid no attention to a person standing here, lowered her head and walked slowly along the snowy trails, and stepped on a snowy place. Along a long distance away, she also stepped on her foot. She had to hear that. The sound of "crunching humming" did not stop.

This woman voice-activated.

Very persistent to some unpopular voices.

When we were together, the snow in the north was thicker than here, and the two went downstairs to eat.

Yu Xue is all along the road.

She was very obsessed with the "crack quack" sound made by stepping on the snow, she had to drag him hungry, and happily stepped on the snow downstairs for half an hour.

If it's not really hungry.

He hugged her and threw her into the car. The little girl didn't know when she stepped on it.

Lin Luxiao tied her seat belt on her side. The little girl touched his hair stubble dishonestly, and said, "I like all lustful sounds."

The man looked into the rearview mirror and reversed, and said casually, "Huh?"

Nanchu said: "For example, the sound of stepping on snow seeds on a snowy day." Glancing at him, his small eyes were clear: "And the sound of your bed."

He corrected her: "You women are called beds, and men are called venting."

"Just called the bed."

The two argued for half an hour and vented the matter. They couldn't get the result, and finally ended with the threat of a black face and a red guoguo: "No more nonsense, so you can't get out of bed."

Nanchu pouted, "You are domestic violence."

Looking at the little girl's aggrieved expression.

He leaned on the seat, smiled, bowed his head, and then glanced at her, his eyes long and deep.

He couldn't bear it at that time, he didn't dare to go all in when he did it, and she cried in pain when she moved a little.

...

Nan Chu lowered his head and stepped on the snow seeds, but he could not notice that there was a tall figure standing at the end of the straight line.

Lin Luxiao was here, and went through the scenes of the two of them together as if they were playing a movie.

This bluestone road is no more than a hundred meters long and a camphor tree is ten meters long.

She slowly passed by tree after tree.

The street lights came on one after another, and the trail suddenly had a soft light.

A little girl in front was slowly approaching him, and the shadow behind her was constantly stretched.

...

Nanchu earnestly stepped on the snow until he stretched out a hand in front of him, raised his head, and said, "Oh, are you looking for me?"

Lin Luxiao retracted his hand, touched the tip of his nose, and then copied it back into his pocket.

"There is an event at seven o'clock in the evening. The team asked me if you want to participate?"

"what activity?"

"Very boring activity."

I heard that I didn't really want her to participate.

At the beginning of Nanchu, smiling, "Okay."

Lin Luxiao glanced at her in silence, and then said, "Wear a mask."

"...Do you feel ashamed of me?"

"Those guys have seen your movie." He groaned, with a slightly ridiculous tone: "Just let it go, you."