Da Liu regretted it very much. At this moment, he just wanted to chop off his hand.
Let you be so cheap, let you be so cheap, want to drink and find Sun Mingyang, why are you looking for him!
Lin Luxiao was sitting on a high chair in front of the bar, with a bottle of draft beer in front of him, half-drunk, with one foot dangling idly, the other resting on the ground, and the shape of his black trousers hooked his well-proportioned and strong legs , in such a relaxed and seductive posture, but with a face that is not close to strangers, the two have been brothers for more than ten years, and Da Liu knows very well that this person is in a bad mood.
The bar is the light of the city. The famous Fugui Township in Beixun City is open 24 hours a day, and not everyone can enter. The place is full of vanity and glitz, and it has become a stronghold for rich young men and some starlets. Da Liu chased after a girl who just debuted in the girl group, and every day called a group of brothers to sit here for a while. After squatting for two days, he really made him squat. He had the cheek to ask for a photo with someone, but the girl didn’t Twitchy, he took a group photo generously, and even left a WeChat message for someone. Da Liu couldn't believe it, but he was also delighted.
The people next to him were drinking and drinking, and Da Liu said embarrassingly, "What's the matter? Who is going to sulk?"
Lin Luxiao glanced at him sideways and said mockingly, "You don't understand."
Da Liu hissed, but he was a little unconvinced, "I don't understand why, let me tell you, my buddy is about to leave the order!"
Lin Luxiao raised his head and took a sip of wine, looked at him curiously, and asked in surprise, "Who is so blind?"
Da Liu glared at him, "We have known each other for so many years, can you look forward to me?"
Lin Luxiao didn't speak, but raised his head and took another sip.
Da Liu ignored him, took out his mobile phone and unlocked it in a babbling manner, sliding it to unlock it, and in the background was a little girl with bright eyes and white teeth, with bangs cut, delicate features, very tender, Lin Luxiao With a glance, "Isn't he an adult?"
"Twenty, okay?" Da Liu put away his phone with a smile, and took a sip of draft beer: "You don't know me?"
Lin Luxiao thought it was funny, "The women I know can be counted on ten fingers."
"Does heygirl know?"
He frowned and thought for a while, "I don't know."
Da Liu slapped the table loudly, "Xu Zhiyi! Xu Zhiyi!"
Lin Luxiao felt inexplicable, "Students from high school? Classmates from junior high school? Classmates from elementary school?"
Da Liu fell to the ground.
"It's a girl group, just debuted, a singer."
Only then did Lin Luxiao react a bit, and finally looked at him squarely, "Singer? In the entertainment industry?"
Da Liu nodded like a pounding garlic, and finally understood.
Talking to this girl is so fucking tiring.
Suddenly, I felt like I had found 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 rested on his shoulder, and he heard a voice on his head: "Da Liu, for the first time in so many years, I feel that we are quite destined. .”
Da Liu pushed him away, "What's wrong, what are you talking about!"
Lin Luxiao smiled, "Then ask her to do a kissing scene, what are you going to do?"
Liu: "Singer, only singing, no acting, no kissing scenes, and he is an idol group, the company has standards and requirements, and it is written when signing the contract. Kissing scenes are borrowed or can only touch lips at most, bed scenes. Lights, nudity and bare shoulders. The main thing is singing."
"oh."
Blindly took two more sips.
Well, he was still depressed alone.
Da Liu didn't see that he was in a slump, and looked down at Xu Zhiyi's photo on his phone, wanting to show it to Lin Luxiao, so that his brother could praise him a few words. When he took it and swiped up, a photo flashed by the corner, and Lin Luxiao couldn't help it. After taking a look, "Wait a minute."
When Liu stopped, the screen stayed on a translucent swim photo.
No matter how you look at that photo, it looks familiar.
He remembered that one day after work, when he turned on his mobile phone, a photo with this style of painting popped up. At that time, he thought it was a pornographic advertisement, but after a closer look, it was Nan Chu who posted it.
Apparently this one is bigger than that one.
It's translucent, it's a swimsuit photo, the girl's hair is wet and messy on her forehead, her collar hangs on her arms, her shoulders are exposed, her collarbone is very beautiful, delicate and delicate, and further down, there is a deep groove—
"Where did it come from?"
The voice was so cold that Liu's back was dripping with sweat, "Which one?"
Lin Luxiao stretched out his hand, clicked on it, the picture was enlarged, and the girl's appearance was clearer, even the drops of water on her forehead could be seen carefully.
Da Liu looked down, "I forgot, the old grandson sent it to me, saying that I just found a stunner a while ago. She has a great figure and looks good..."
His voice was getting low, and Da Liu looked at Lin Luxiao's piercing expression, and didn't dare to say anything. In fact, he rarely kept these photos. After meeting Xu Zhiyi, he even deleted all the photos of the girls before, leaving This is because he felt that this girl looked a bit like the girl he saw at Lin Luxiao's house that day, and wanted to keep it for others to see, but he forgot about it later.
There is still a little difference between myself and the one on the photo. It can’t be blamed that Liu and Sun Mingyang didn’t recognize it. Even if they recognized it, people dare not think about it. After all, a model and a firefighter can’t be matched. When they went together, the two of them thought they just looked alike.
Not only this one, Sun Mingyang sent him many more that day.
They are all from the swimwear series, which seems to be a well-known private order from an Italian brand. I flipped through a few pictures in the back, and they were all about the same size. In the back one, she was wearing a male shirt that covered the legs, and the neckline of the shirt was opened to the second. just revealing the deep ditch—
Da Liu didn't understand it yet, and asked tremblingly, "Do you want it? Send it to you? A set of pictures."
Lin Luxiao was really angry, he pressed his palm on his forehead, "Get lost."
Da Liu was wronged, why did he get angry at him.
When Liu later found out that it was really Master Xiao's girlfriend, he wished he could chop Sun Mingyang up! I don't dare to recall how I said in front of Master Xiao that his girlfriend was a beauty, and later realized that I was grateful to Dade, the Asian jealous king, for his kindness of not killing because of his brotherhood for many years.
Lin Luxiao kicked the stool away.
When Da Liu came back to his senses, the stool behind him clattered and fell to the ground.
Da Liu clutched his chest in fear, and sent Xu Zhiyi a WeChat message, "I'm so scared."
Xu Zhiyi was waiting for the recording, and replied quickly, "What's the matter? Brother Liu."
"Brother, I would like to advise you, handsome people are really rough! Not everyone is like my brother, who is handsome and gentle."
"..."
…
In the evening, under the sunset glow, the clouds looked like they had been stained with blood, glowing red.
Lin Luxiao parked the car at the entrance of the studio, with the door open, leaning on the driver's seat, with one long leg slung outside, looking down at a boring game.
Just passed the customs, the phone came in.
He frowned, put it close to his ear, squinted his eyes, glanced into the distance, and said lazily, "Dad."
There was a cold voice, "Lu Xiao, it's me."
Lin Luxiao smiled: "Secretary Zhang?"
"Your father had a heart attack last night and was hospitalized. I heard Director Meng said that you are on vacation for the past few days. If you are free, come here. Lin Qi has been here before."
Holding the phone, Lin Luxiao put his feet back, closed the door, and said, "I'm coming here now."
Secretary Zhang: "Well, drive slowly on the road."
Lin Luxiao almost drove all the way. When he arrived at the hospital, Secretary Zhang was already standing at the door in a military uniform. When he came down, he led him to the ward in a hurry, "You are with me tonight, I have to go back to the hospital. There are a lot of formalities to go through, your father has high blood pressure, and there are some things you can’t eat, I’ve already listed them for you and put them on the bedside, you can watch them later.”
When he reached the door, Secretary Zhang was still worried, and put his hand on the doorknob and told him, "Don't be mad at him, the doctor said not to get excited."
Lin Luxiao was helpless: "Can I be angry with him?"
The door was pushed open, and the strong and pungent smell of medicine greeted us.
In the dark ward, with the curtains tightly closed, there is one person lying on the narrow meter-wide bed, with his eyes closed and a peaceful face, he is a sick little old man.
Normally, Lin Qingyuan's face was serious, as cold as pig iron. In Lin Luxiao's memory, he seldom smiled. The deepest impression was when Lin Qi was born, his father hugged his younger brother and laughed in front of his mother's hospital bed. He lay at the door, I didn't dare to go in, for fear of breaking the harmonious atmosphere.
Secretary Zhang hissed at him, and said in a low voice: "Last night it was hard to deal with it all night, let him sleep for a while, and when he wakes up, Auntie will bring food. There is a bed here. You are going to be tired." , Just lie here and rest for a while, I put a book for you, "Spying" is your favorite, the night watch is very hard, if it doesn't work, call me, I will replace you."
Lin Luxiao's voice sank, mockingly: "Do you still think I'm an eight or nine-year-old kid?"
Unexpectedly, Secretary Zhang glared, "No, what are you, you are not an eight or nine-year-old kid? How long has it been since you came home? Your dad doesn't say anything, so you don't know what he's thinking?"
Lin Luxiao casually said, "After I get married, I won't be home every day. Is it possible that I will be tied up for the rest of my life?"
Secretary Zhang nodded his head, "I won't tell you, you kid has been talking crookedly since you were a child, your father's health is not as good as before, you have to spend more time with him, don't fool around with Liu and the others all day long That kid, Big Liu, has recently become obsessed with Internet celebrities, and he also followed the family to talk about the household registration book, and Liu Chu's head hurts, so don't make your father unhappy."
"Nonsense, you're talking about the household registration book before Da Liu is ready?"
Moreover, Liu Mingming is talking about singers.
"How do I know, anyway, Liu Chu went to the household registration unit and ransacked the boxes, which was a lot of trouble."
One pile, one piece, it's not a damn thing to worry about.
Secretary Zhang left, Lin Luxiao hung up two calls to Nan Chu but no one answered.
He sat alone in the corridor smoking a stuffy cigarette.
With a cigarette in his mouth, he glanced down at his mobile phone from time to time.
The screen is quiet and unresponsive.
After reading it for a long time, I picked up the phone and dialed the number again.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off."
Depend on.
He dropped his cell phone, lowered his head and lit another cigarette.
Someone coughed inside, Lin Luxiao pinched out his cigarette, stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and pushed the door open. Lin Qingyuan was obviously taken aback when he saw him, his expression was very flat, his voice was weak and hoarse: "Why are you here?"
"Secretary Zhang is going back to the office."
Lin Qingyuan hummed, and stretched his body, Lin Luxiao was silent for a while, and said, "Lie down, I'll help you get 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 to the chair beside the bed, motioning for Lin Luxiao to sit down.
Lin Luxiao didn't go over, but hooked the chair to his side with his toes, and sat down.
The relationship between the two is not close, even more distant than the average father-son relationship. Lin Qingyuan believes that he has a certain responsibility, because he can't express it, and he rarely praises it. He always feels that his son is doing well. Although this kid occasionally gets into trouble and does some stupid things, but his son is somewhat clear-headed, he doesn't have a decent face, but he's not bad at all.
At the beginning, this kid said that he wanted to go to a military academy, but he actually disagreed. He had been a soldier for several years, and he knew the hardships of being a soldier, and he didn't want his son to suffer like this again, but this kid chose to take his and Meng Guohong's military service as a serious matter. A role model, I also know that he likes guns, tanks and planes since he was a child. After being admitted to the military academy, Lin Luxiao's first choice was actually the special army. Several leaders also meant the same thing, but Lin Qingyuan withdrew it.
The special type has not been home for several years, and he has no status when he dies. He only has a military rank. It is better to be a firefighter, at least he can be tied 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, which pushed his son further away unexpectedly.
"When will you go home?"
Lin Luxiao: "I live in the team very well."
"Why did I hear from your Uncle Meng that you even rented a house to live in, with such a small salary every month, is it enough for you?"
He raised his eyebrows: "It's not enough, it's enough to raise a daughter-in-law."
Lin Qingyuan snorted: "Come on, with your poor wages, one package is worth your annual wages, what do you support?"
In peacetime, the two would always quarrel without saying a few words, which is considered polite.
Lin Luxiao stood up and walked out.
Lin Qingyuan: "Where are you going?"
Lin Luxiao looked down at the number without looking back: "Call your daughter-in-law."
Lin Qingyuan picked up a pillow and threw it at it, "Bastard, I agree!"
Lin Luxiao closed the door behind his back, picked up his phone and walked out.
On the other end of the phone, there is still the notification sound of shutting down.
Lin Luxiao turned around and called Shen Mu, "I'll give you an address, you can find someone for me, I can't leave here."
The voice on the other end of the phone was muddy: "What's wrong?"
Lin Luxiao sent the address, "The girl at my house last time is called Nan Chu."
"The daughter of actress Nan Yueru, Nan Chu? Jiang Gena's rumored girlfriend, Nan Chu?"
Lin Luxiao suppressed his temper: "Stop talking nonsense, check it out for me!"
When Shen Mu heard this tone, he also knew that this person was in a hurry and did not dare to neglect.
He is very efficient, and he sent back a series of messages not long after sending them out.
"Just checked, it seems that something happened to that girl."
Lin Luxiao stood in the corridor with his waist pinched, too lazy to send a message, so he called directly, "What's going on?"
"That girl was robbed on the way home and was slightly injured. She has gone home now."