The Special Service Squadron of the West Second District Detachment of Beixun City.
In the evening, on the playground, the soldiers wore uniform camouflage uniforms, their military appearances were neat, and the red light between the sky and the earth shone on their faces, sweating profusely.
Lin Luxiao held a board in one arm, his back was straight, his eyes swept over these straight faces one by one, with sweat dripping on his forehead, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Stand at attention!"
Everyone stood upright, not daring to breathe.
"Come here first today, disband!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off their sweat.
The squad leader led the team to the cafeteria for dinner. The instructor ran over from a distance, stood in front of Lin Luxiao, saluted, put down his hands and said, "The leader asked you to go to the detachment."
Lin Luxiao hummed, took off the gloves and handed them to the instructor, turned around to drive, but was stopped by the instructor.
The instructor is a good doorman. When the caller came over and heard the tone of the other party, he knew it must be a good thing, so he pulled Lin Luxiao to remind him a few words, although he knew that this guy's dog temper would never listen to such things. .
The two walked out, and when they were going down the stairs, the instructor leaned into his ear and said in a low voice, "You can do whatever the leader says, whether it's a matter of finding a wife for you, or changing your job title, you're not too young Now, we have to pay close attention to the things behind. Everyone wants to climb up, but you just want to rush forward, what are you trying to do? Without you, our special service squadron is still a top soldier, with five-star red every year! One policeman matches one Bravery, they all follow your temperament, after all, you have to think for yourself!"
The instructor felt that he should have made his words clear enough, but Lin Luxiao just looked at him without saying anything, patted him on the back, and ran down the steps to the parking lot in a few steps.
The instructor looked at his back and let out a long sigh.
Lin Luxiao had just arrived at the detachment, so he was not in a hurry to go up to find the leader, but smoked two cigarettes in the hallway. When he squinted his eyes and thought about life, someone patted his back lightly. He turned around and put the cigarette between his fingertips in his mouth. He was not smoking, and a girl in a military cap and military uniform stood behind him.
Glancing at the person who came, Lin Luxiao turned back smoking a cigarette, exhaling smoke faintly from his mouth.
Lin Mei was not happy anymore, and stepped in front of him: "Why don't you hurry up and let the boss smoke here when he is looking for you?"
Lin Mei is Lin Luxiao's cousin.
The two went to the military academy together, and one was assigned to the special service squadron after graduation, and the other was assigned to the logistics and civilian positions of the detachment after graduation. After all, Lin Mei's current military rank is one level higher than Lin Luxiao's.
Lin Luxiao pinched his cigarette, put on his hat, and said to Lin Mei, "Let's go."
"Your dad came looking for me a few days ago!"
Lin Mei shouted at his back, but Lin Luxiao didn't look back, so let it go.
…
Lin Luxiao made a report, and the people inside glanced at him, "Come in."
He went in and closed the door with his backhand.
"sit down."
The director pointed to the chair in front of him.
Lin Luxiao took off his hat, straightened it on the table, pulled out the chair and sat down.
The man behind the table was in his forties, less than fifty years old, with a square face, white hair on the sideburns, and his eyes were particularly bright. He said with a smile, "Lu Xiao, you are twenty-nine this year, right?"
"yes."
The director nodded and didn't go around anymore, straight to the point: "It's not a big deal for you to stay on the front line all the time. I have already mentioned it to the organization. I applied to transfer you to the brigade. I will take the exam next month. After the written exam, you will be sent to the brigade." Interview, read more books during this time, don't make trouble for me."
"..."
Lin Luxiao didn't speak.
At the age of twenty-three, he graduated from the military academy and entered the special service squadron. He was also one of the few military academy graduates who were directly assigned to the special service squadron. The special service has a lot of work and the conditions are good. Some firefighting equipment has just been airlifted, and it will be sent to the special service for practice before being promoted to the grassroots squadrons. The system in the special service is stricter. Generally, a few top soldiers with strong comprehensive qualities will be selected from various fire squadrons to enter the special service squadron.
Military school graduates are selected, unless the leader is particularly fond of it, or the ability is particularly strong.
Lin Luxiao belongs to both.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, the director knocked on the table, "If you have an idea, please mention it!"
What could Lin Luxiao think? If he refused to be dispatched, the director would have picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed him to death.
There is no word "rejection" in the military dictionary.
"yes!"
The director waved his hand, "Take advantage of these few days to hand over the things in your hands to the instructor. You have to change your temperament when you go to the brigade. Tomorrow's birthday is over, and it's twenty-nine. It's time to marry a wife! Keep your eyes bright and look for Someone who can take care of the family."
After speaking, drive people out.
Lin Luxiao saluted, put on his hat and went out, but he was used to it, every year it was the wheels of the cart talking back and forth.
Not on duty tonight, he drove home directly after leaving the detachment without changing his clothes.
The city is very noisy at night.
The car turned into the community, parked, and went upstairs with the car keys.
When I was picking out the keys at the door, I smelled an unfamiliar smell of smoke. I glanced up inadvertently, and saw a slender black figure standing at the entrance of the fire escape corridor.
Nan Chu stood against the wall, with cigarettes between his fingertips, sparks flickering in the dark, and the corridor was covered with mist by her.
The girl was wearing a low-cut little black dress, her figure was fitted and well-proportioned, and her figure was well-proportioned. The fair skin was more delicate in the dark night. The skirt was very long, just covering her ankles. Lin Luxiao squinted her eyes. There was a mass of black there. A pair of gray shoes made the muscles and bones of her instep stand out.
She is really thin.
The corridor windows were half open.
A gust of wind came in, and the black skirt was blown up, dancing with the wind, like a puff of black smoke, bulging to the wall, more beautiful than the murals.
Nan Chu pinched the cigarette butt and walked towards him.
"How did you come?"
Lin Luxiao opened the door and asked in no mood.
"I'm here to help you celebrate your birthday."
Nan Chu stopped beside him, and when the hem of the skirt blew to his trousers, Lin Luxiao looked down, and there was a black moth flying lightly on the white and slender ankle.
Weird tattoos.
Strange woman.
Lin Luxiao threw the key on the cabinet, changed his slippers and walked in.
Nan Chu stood at the door, thinking that in the past, he always changed shoes and threw keys when he entered the door.
She followed in, closed the door behind her back, looked around but found no extra slippers, looked up again, the man took off his coat and entered the bedroom, the military coat was folded in half and hung on the sofa.
"Are there any slippers!" Nan Chu shouted into it.
After a while, a lazy voice came from inside, "No."
Not even shoe covers, Nan Chu simply took off his shoes and walked in barefoot.
Lin Luxiao changed into a white T-shirt and came out with military trousers underneath. He was wearing slippers. He sat on the sofa with his elbows on his thighs, touched the cigarette case on the tea table, took out one, lit it. , sitting on the sofa and smoking.
Nan Chu looked around and found that his house was larger than before, but he didn't have many things, probably because he didn't live there all year round, so he wasn't very popular.
The clock on the wall was ticking.
"You want a mistress in this house."
After ten minutes of observation, Nanchu came to a conclusion.
Lin Luxiao was choked directly, glanced at her lightly, curled the corner of his mouth, ignored her, turned his head and continued to twitch.
Nan Chu walked over and stood in front of him.
The two faced each other, one was standing and the other was sitting with crossed legs.
Nan Chu's skirt kept fluttering gently, rubbing against his instep from time to time, making it a little itchy.
Holding a cigarette between his fingertips, he looked down.
The girl stood barefoot, her toes were long and thin, like the teeth of tender lotus root, and the moths on her ankles were more obvious, as if they were moving with the swinging skirt.
"What do you think about me?"
Lin Luxiao raised his head just in time to meet her round eyes.
The pupils are blacker than ink, with watery glints.
He lowered his eyes, his eyes falling.
Nan Chu crossed his arms and bent down to look at him. The flesh on his chest was squeezed into a pile, and the role of the little black dress exuded brilliance. Under the white and delicate collarbone, there was a beautiful and plump curvature of a woman, which was completely different from the last time. an attraction.
Lin Luxiao thought in his heart:
Fuck, it's fucking amazing.
The night is always a bit special. Looking at the silence outside the window, I always feel that the power of men is magnified invisibly, and women look extraordinarily charming, which attracts infinite reverie.
"Go to the door and put on your shoes." Lin Luxiao said.
Looking upset.
Nan Chu didn't move.
Lin Luxiao kicked his slippers to her again, "Put them on."
Nan Chu slipped it in with satisfaction. The size 43 men's shoes still carried a little warmth.
"Your feet are so big, they seem to be bigger than average men." He sighed sincerely.
Lin Luxiao snorted, took a puff of his cigarette, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You have seen a lot."
"..."
Suddenly, the phone rang, it was Lin Luxiao's, Nan Chu pointed to his shiny trouser pocket, he looked down, with a cigarette in his hand, he directly took her aside, "Stay here and don't move. "After speaking, he stared at the hem of her skirt.
After making sure that he would not rub against him again, he took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket.
That skirt is really annoying.
As soon as the phone was picked up, someone inside yelled, "Open the door for me!"
Lin Luxiao glanced at her subconsciously, and said to the person on the phone, "No."
"..."
"I came here to celebrate your birthday!"
Lin Luxiao frowned, probably annoyed, "I'm already asleep."
"If you don't turn it on, don't hang it up. If you hang it up, you will hit it hard. When you turn it off, you will hit the door directly!"
Lin Luxiao cursed, threw the phone on the sofa, and went to open the door.
The door opened.
"Happy Birthday! Dang Dang Dang!"
First, a pair of hands stretched in, carrying two bottles of red wine, and then a fat head poked in, round like a glutinous rice ball.
The fat man saw Nan Chu standing in the middle of the living room at a glance.
"Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Following his loud roar, five or six heads poked in from behind him.
Then there was a neat roar, "Damn it!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Lin Luxiao: "Are you sick?"
The fat man pointed to Nan Chu behind him, and belatedly said, "No wonder you didn't open the door when you were told to. You said you were asleep!? Did we bother you?!"
Lin Luxiao stared at him silently with a cigarette in his mouth.
The fat man walked up to Nan Chu and stretched out his big, greasy hand, "Beauty, my name is Da Liu, and I am Lin Luxiao's younger brother."
Before Nan Chu could speak, he said again, "Why do you look familiar to me?"
Nan Chu also stretched out his hand, "Hello."
The fat man shook it, thinking, Mom's hand feels so good.
The fat man was really enthusiastic, and he refused to let go of it: "I'm sorry, Lu Xiao didn't tell us that you were here. If we knew you were here, we would definitely not come if we were killed—"
Lin Luxiao took down the cigarette and kicked his ass, "What nonsense!"
Da Liu finally let go, he laughed straight: "He is jealous! I am so happy to see you!"
"..."
"Being a brother for so many years, the brothers have never seen him get along with a woman! Really!" Da Liu stretched out three fingers, "I swear, he really didn't have a girlfriend before!"
Nan Chu: "Really?"
Da Liu almost took his heart out: "It's more real than Pearl, we all thought he had a problem with his sexual orientation, which made us afraid to play with him for a while—"
"..."
Before Liu could finish speaking, Lin Luxiao carried him away by the neck.
Da Liu was dragged away, still muttering: "Hey—why do I think she looks familiar."
The brothers sat down on the sofa and lined up, before Lin Luxiao pinched his waist and asked Nanchu, "You go first?"
Da Liu hurriedly shouted: "Don't, if you want to leave, we will go, how can you drive your wife away?!"
Lin Luxiao stared at Liu with a dark face, "Shut up."
Nan Chu nodded, picked up the bag on the sofa, took off the shoes to Lin Luxiao, and walked out the door.
Just pushed open the door.
The wrist was suddenly pulled, and there was a rough and gentle feeling.
When Nan Chu turned his head, Lin Luxiao let go of his hand, put it in his pocket, looked at her, his eyes were as quiet as a pool, "Why don't you stay, I'll take you back when it's over."