Nan Chu's heart was full of bitterness, like bubbling, gurgling up.
She wasn't lying, she had a real cold.
But he really didn't believe her now.
Trust is their barrier, like a transparent membrane, they stand at two ends, can see each other clearly, there is a small door in the middle, she is walking towards him, and then he closes the door with a deadpan expression up.
Nan Chu was wearing thin clothes, and the wind blowing in from the window aroused the pores on her white and tender skin. The long black skirt complemented her white and tender skin, and she didn't even wear a coat outside.
Lin Luxiao looked at her with sarcasm, did he just give himself a cold if he didn't have a cold? Want to make him feel bad
Nan Chu stood quietly on the spot, his eyes were calm, calm, and surprisingly gentle.
It was quiet for a while.
The little girl approached him again, hugged his strong waist, pressed her face against his generous chest, and her powerful heart beat against his chest.
It's a sense of belonging.
She raised her head and kissed him along the tight jawline, rolling around his chin, neck, and ears...
Provocative, nostalgic, and pious.
He was unmoved, it was colder than the wind and snow outside the window, and there was a chill in his eyes.
In the next second, Nan Chu put his hand on the military button on his waist.
In the dark and quiet room, only a "click" was heard, and the military buckle was opened.
"Captain." She raised her head and whispered in his ear, full of charm, "You reacted."
The bottom is hard, and the temper should be softened.
But Lin Luxiao is hard on both ends—
Nan Chu's hand rubbed hard on his hard spot, raised his face, rolled his eyes and said: "Give me a chance, I will prove it to you."
"Prove what?" The man's voice was hoarse and sexy as hell.
Nan Chu couldn't help but think of the previous few times of love, his deadly yelling, and the indifference and abstinence on his face at this moment.
The little rebellious factor in his heart was making troubles like crazy.
"Prove how loyal my soul is to you."
He suddenly lowered his head and smiled, and glanced at the woman hanging on him.
As if listening to a joke: "Prove it in this way? Are you an animal?"
"..."
He stared at her with dark eyes, "loyalty?"
I don't know where I saw a sentence before.
Loyalty is because there are not enough bargaining chips for betrayal, and only death can teach loyalty.
He didn't believe it for a long time.
Impatiently, Lin Luxiao pulled the man off his body and pressed him against the wall. He didn't spare any strength. The veins on his arms popped out, and his voice was colder than before, "We're not going to play."
His back slammed into the rigid wall.
Nan Chu really hurts, mother really doesn't feel sorry for her at all.
He didn't pay attention to the humble and lowly summation, Nan Chu was finally aroused with anger, and glared at him: "Lin Luxiao!"
Finally, it didn't look like the winning expression. Seeing her angry, Lin Luxiao suddenly felt better, and said lazily, "Huh?"
She gritted her teeth angrily: "You man! You have no manners!"
"Then go find someone with grace."
With a smirk on her eyebrows, she was so pissed that she wanted to go straight up and open his head with a sap!
Losing the patience to coax, he came out with a rebellious mentality, and said stubbornly, "You think I dare not?"
"Look for it!" He was concise and powerful, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with her after he finished speaking, he slammed the door and went out.
Nan Chu sat on the bed in a daze, and touched the cigarette box beside the bed with her hand. It was already empty, and there was one left. She took it out and held it between her lips, and touched the lighter with the other hand.
Rubbing the flint lightly, a blue flame lit up in the room for a moment. She lowered her head, pointed the cigarette butt, and inhaled.
A few strands of black hair gradually emerged from the cigarette butt and floated upwards.
The smog filled the air, and the woman's face gradually became blurred.
There was a dull pain in the back.
She cursed in a low voice, "Asshole."
Nan Chu brushed off the cigarette ash, put it in his mouth again, swallowed the smell of tobacco to the tip of his throat, slowly pressed it down, and entered his chest cavity, took a heavy breath, raised his head and let it out, and cursed again: "Bastard."
The wildness in my bones came out again.
She has been relatively indifferent since she was a child, and treats people around her, including some fans who said they liked her in the early years, and some people even made some gifts for her to send to the company.
She took it and said thank you, handed it to the assistant and never opened it again.
No one ever gave her a gift after that.
She suffers from persecution paranoia and cannot be kind to strangers. If someone treats her well, she will wonder if this person wants to get something from her
She has nothing to give, so she refuses others' kindness to her.
This is all caused by my childhood environment and identity, as well as my mother's busy work and carelessness.
Until the age of sixteen.
When she met Lin Luxiao, he was the only one who attracted her deeply.
Living in his house and falling in love with him is not surprising to her, and she firmly believes it.
Lin Luxiao was the man she liked to death.
I like his honesty and seriousness.
The only thing I didn't expect was that after getting acquainted with him, I found out that this person was a scoundrel in private.
She hated ruffians at first.
It can be found that any annoying traits in Lin Luxiao have become what she loves.
Moreover, cannot extricate themselves.
Because of Lin Qi's matter, she doubted her own values for the past twenty years, and was too indifferent, causing Lin Qi to go astray.
It is also the profound sense of righteousness, magnanimity and freedom that he taught her.
Finally, in his redemption, Nan Chu saw his own soul, which was not as unbearable as he had imagined.
However, reality dealt them another blow.
So she discovered that those who understand righteousness and openness and freedom can't protect the people she loves.
Nan Yueru found someone to suppress the public opinion.
The only condition is for Nan Chu to return to the United States.
Twenty-one-year-old Nan Chu, who was immature and a bit naive, decided to leave this man when he heard that his father was admitted to the hospital and that he was about to be sent to the mountains.
This year.
She learned the rules of survival, learned to play Tai Chi with media reporters, and even learned to take revenge, such as Xu Zhiyi, until no one dared to offend her. But now, I'm used to seeing bloody events in the circle, intrigues, and so many dirty things that haven't been exposed.
She especially missed Lin Luxiao, a man who dedicated himself to the world and the world.
Think of the scene just now.
She laughed angrily again, smoking a cigarette: "Dog man."
As soon as she finished cursing, she received a call from Nan Yueru. She pinched out her cigarette and took it: "Mom."
"Where are you?"
Nan Chu: "On vacation."
"Book a plane ticket and come back, and help you pick up a film, and audition the day after tomorrow."
"who?"
"A studio called Nanxuan, the screenwriter is quite famous, but this is the first time we have worked together, come back early to discuss the details."
She looked out the window wordlessly, "Mom, aren't you going back to America for vacation?"
"I'll go back when you get married."
Nan Chu was helpless: "I won't get married for a while."
"When you come back, there is a producer, twenty-eight years old, who will introduce you to him."
This year, Nan Yueru kept introducing to her the so-called young talents in her eyes.
Nan Chu calmly said, "When will you give up?"
"I will give up when you get married."
"You have never been married in your life, why do you force me to get married?"
"Because I haven't been married in my life, I want to force you to marry, Nan Chu, when I get old, I'm very lonely."
Waking up in the middle of the night, there is nothing around me, the wind blows in the night, no one is warm, and the brows are lonely.
It is sentiment.
It is also repentance.
…
this day.
As the new year was approaching, the wind and snow evacuated, Lushan Town Zhongba opened, and Nanchu booked a ticket for the next day to leave.
The beauties in the family courtyard have almost become legends—
But seeing that Lin Luxiao was not very interested all the time, everyone didn't dare to mention which pot was left unopened.
Until tonight, the Lushan Squadron organized a fellowship.
To put it bluntly, fellowship is a blind date for single firefighters in the squadron.
During dinner, Zhao Guo suddenly thought of that girl, and suggested: "Lu Xiao, let the one from your family's courtyard come out together, it's not good for you to be so old, come out tonight, let's have a lively time together .”
So that they can also meet—
What does it look like.
Curious to death.
Lin Luxiao picked up the meal, glanced at Zhao Guo, and refused coldly: "She doesn't like excitement."
Zhao Guo groaned: "What's the matter with you always hiding it like this, people have been living here for a week, at least let her come out and meet—"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Luxiao glared at him warningly.
In the end, it happened to be overheard by several leaders who were eating, "Lu Xiao, where is your girlfriend?"
He stuffed his mouthful of food, froze for a moment and shook his head: "No."
The leader smiled: "Friends are also rare, they are all here, so let's come together, let's have fun together."
The leader spoke, and the comrades beside him were agitated, and they couldn't get off the tiger. With Lin Luxiao's violent temper, he wanted to tear up Zhao Guo's mouth.
…
Six p.m.
Lin Luxiao was teasing the golden retriever downstairs. The aunt came out after cooking and saw a tall and silent figure squatting by the door, and greeted him: "Little Lu!"
Lin Luxiao took his hand away from Jin Mao's chin, stood up, and responded with a smile.
Aunt: "Come to find the little girl?"
Lin Luxiao just went up and knocked on the door, but no one opened it. He put his hand in his pocket and asked casually, "Where is she?"
"I just saw her go out, I guess she will be back in a while, what's the matter?"
Lin Luxiao scratched his eyebrows and whispered, "It's okay."
As soon as I turned around and wanted to say, I'll go first, I saw Nan Chu wearing a knee-length black down coat, with the bright red scarf around his neck, half of his face buried in the piled scarf, stepping on the snow.
Nan Chu didn't notice that there was a person standing here at all, she walked slowly along the snow trail with her head down, and stepped on the place where there was a lot of snow. There was a "creaking" sound before giving up.
This woman voice control.
Very persistent to some unpopular voices.
When we were together before, the snow in the north was thicker than here, so the two went downstairs to eat.
Yu Xue is all along the road.
She was so obsessed with the "cracking, crunching" sound of stepping on the snow that she insisted on dragging him with a hungry stomach, happily stepping on the snow downstairs for half an hour.
If it is not really hungry panic.
He picked her up and threw her into the car, and the little girl didn't know when she stepped on it.
Lin Luxiao turned sideways to fasten her seat belt, and the little girl dishonestly touched his hair stubble, saying, "I like all sounds full of desire."
The man looked at the rearview mirror and reversed the car, casually: "Huh?"
Nan Chu said: "For example, the sound of stepping on snow seeds in a snowy day." Glancing at him, his small eyes were clear: "There is also the sound of you calling the bed."
He corrected her: "You women call it bed, and men call it venting."
"It's called bed."
The two argued for half an hour about calling the bed and venting, but they couldn't come to a conclusion. Finally, he threatened with a red face: "If you talk nonsense, you won't be able to get out of bed."
Nan Chu pouted, "You are domestic violence."
Looking at the little girl's aggrieved expression.
He just leaned back on the seat, lowered his head and smiled, then glanced at her with long and deep eyes.
How could he be willing to do it at that time, he didn't dare to go in all of it when he was doing it, and she would cry in pain when she moved a little.
…
Nan Chu lowered his head and stepped on the snow seeds vigorously, not noticing a tall figure standing at the end of the straight line.
Lin Luxiao was here, going through the scenes of the two of them together like a movie.
This bluestone road is only a hundred meters long, and a camphor tree is ten meters long.
She walked slowly through one tree after another.
The street lamps came on one after another, and suddenly there was a soft light on the path.
A little girl in front of him was slowly approaching him, and the shadow behind her was constantly being lengthened.
…
Nan Chu stepped on the snow carefully until he stretched out a hand in front of him, raised his head, and said neither surprised nor happy: "Oh, you are looking for me?"
Lin Luxiao withdrew 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 the meaning in the words that she didn't really want her to participate.
Nan Chu smiled, "Okay."
Lin Luxiao looked at her silently, and said after a while, "You should wear a mask."
"...you think I'm ashamed?"
"Those guys have seen your movie." He snorted, with a slightly teasing tone of unknown meaning: "You are quite open."