Walking Through Fire for You

Lin Luxiao returned the text message and buckled his phone on the table, picked up the cup next to him, took a sip of wine, Shen Mu glanced, smiled and poured himself half a cup, the wall of the cup touched Lin Luxiao’s. , Raised his head and poured it all, sighing: "I always see you a little different."

Lin Luxiao leaned on the back of the chair, tapped his finger on the table, lowered his head and smiled: "No."

Lin Luxiao had a small habit. When he was impatient, he would put his hands on the table and tap the table with his fingertips unconsciously.

Shen Mu stared at his hand for a while. Actually, there was nothing different. Lin Luxiao was still the same Lin Luxiao, upright, hard-spirited, and occasionally lit a cigarette while sitting while listening to them talking about pornography. Last time.

But when you look at him again, there will always be some differences between the eyebrows and the eyes, and I can't tell the specifics.

Just as Shen Mu held his chin and looked at it carefully, the phone that Lin Luxiao buttoned on the table turned on, and a faint light was emitted from the gap between the screen and the desktop.

Lin Luxiao fished it, took a look, then cocked the corner of his mouth mockingly, then buckled the phone back to the table, and sipped his head up to drink.

Shen Mu asked: "Is it Mao girl?"

Lin Luxiao's cup was still on his lips, and he glanced at him and smiled lightly: "I didn't realize that you were a gossip before."

Shen Mu shrugged and said noncommittal: "I care about your physical and mental health. You see you are almost 30, and you don't have a girlfriend, and you can get sick if you are not sick."

Lin Luxiao raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked, "It sounds like you have a girlfriend? It's not bad, don't you know?"

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Shen Mu replied, "I'm talking about you."

Lin Luxiao smoked in silence without speaking.

Shen Mu said again, "You told me about this. The combined emotional intelligence of Liu and Sun Mingyang is not as high as your own."

Lin Luxiao's expression on your face is not joking: "Are you high in EQ? Do you have a high EQ when you practice Buddha?"

I don't dare to say that EQ is high, it's better than Liu and Sun Mingyang.

"What did the text message send? Huh?"

Lin Luxiao put down the cup, leaned against the chair with his hands crossed his chest, and said emotionally, "Ask me for dinner."

Shen Mu nodded thoughtfully, "Did you agree?"

"I refused."

"..." Shen Mu said: "It's okay, it's to whet her appetite. Then what did she say?"

Lin Luxiao squinted his eyes when thinking of the short word in the short message.

"She said oh."

"..."

Shen Mu was a little surprised. He pondered for a moment before he said: "This woman is either very proficient in her routines, or she has no sincerity. She will not go to your house in the middle of the night to celebrate your birthday that day. The routine is deep—"

He pondered for a while, touched his chin and looked at Lin Luxiao quietly. After a while, he said, "You should not be able to play with her. Let's take a look."

Lin Luxiao chuckled slightly, disdainfully.

"You think too much, it's impossible for me to tell her. I rejected her, not to hang her, because I really don't have time. I have to go out for training for a few months later, and this month's vacation is over."

Shen Mu cut his voice, "Training, there is no fake, right? Okay, let me tell your old man for you, let him approve a day off before you go out for training, just write the reason, find a wife, he will definitely let him The secretary will pack it for you and send it there."

Lin Luxiao held the cup to his mouth, handed him a not serious look, and said with a smile: "Fuck off."

...

Here, when Nanchu received a text message that Lin Luxiao was not available, he was scanning Weibo. Although the comments were turned off, there were still many private messages, and the content generally did not exceed one theme idea——

"Nanchu got out of the entertainment circle."

At the age of sixteen in the southern junior high school, he collaborated with Ran Dongyang in a movie. Because it was produced at a low cost and for various reasons from the producer at the time, the movie was released two years later. At that time, the two people had impressive acting skills. When entering the promotion period, the production party threw out Ran Dongyang’s scandal with Nan Chu as a gimmick to warm up the movie, but within a few days of the hype, another gossip magazine broke out that Ran Dongyang had a girlfriend at the film school at the time and was a classmate—— Yan Dai.

A few days later, Yan Dai’s best friend exposed a video of Yan Dai’s tears on the Internet, which caused a large wave of Yan Dai’s fans to attack Nan Chu. Some people found Nan Chu’s address and sent some **** pictures and threatening letters. Chu didn't dare to go out, because as soon as she went out, she felt that someone was following her.

She started to lose sleep all night, and finally fell asleep, dreaming at night, dreaming that she was full of mouth, but no one around her believed what she said.

People pointed at her viciously, cursed her, and called her a wild child.

At the beginning of Nanchu, I was with a brokerage team. I didn’t have much strength. The statement I sent was beaten back, Weibo was frequently deleted, and the media wrote that she seduce Ran Dongyang, and wrote that she was released to Gossip Weekly to hype up romance, and she wrote in a mess. A bunch.

At that time, the agent had no choice but to inquire for a long time before telling Nanchu that this incident was clearly directed at her. The navy under Weibo was all scolding her, and all the magazine articles pointed to her. The agent asked Nanchu. Have you offended anyone recently?

At the beginning of the southern period, even the 18th line was not even counted. Although I shot a lot of children's clothing ads when I was a child, I didn't receive any announcements until I was sixteen. I usually acted as a model for the magazine, except through Nanyueru's relationship. , Few people in the circle knew her at all, and Nan Yueru was already ready to stop her shadow at that time, and her reputation was diminishing. Even if she was walking on the road, almost no one would recognize her.

In fact, there is no offense. In the face of interests and reputation, she was just thrown out by the crew.

The end of that incident--

Ran Dongyang made a statement and announced the breakup with Yan Dai.

At the beginning of the South, it became a target of public criticism. Although, she herself knew that she and Ran Dongyang were more innocent than clear water, but just like the dream that day, no one believed anything she said even if she was full of mouth.

After all, people even split their hands. If you say it has nothing to do with you, no one really believes it.

A few of them are small actors. In the big pool of Wuyangyang in the entertainment circle, even a few pebbles will not be shocked by the storm. Passers-by have forgotten the visitors, and the fans are really remembered.

Therefore, in the past three years, Nanchu has been hacked miserably.

In fact, she doesn't have many comments, probably only a few hundred, but some of the words are simply hard to read, and many of them are written with the same account. Apart from that wave of fans, not many people know her. Shen Guangzong just thought it would save her from worrying about it, so he closed the comment directly.

She also rarely goes to Weibo, and she only scans when she is idle.

Just waiting for Lin Luxiao's text message, she opened it when she was bored, and the conscientious spirit of the black fan really shocked her.

Nan Chu thought that after receiving Lin Luxiao's unavailable text message, he would not be able to see him for a long time, but he didn't expect to see him soon.

That day, Nanchu was in Beixun City Welfare Institute. Someone rushed in in a panic outside the door and said to the dean: "There is a child with his head stuck on the guardrail on the eighth floor."

Nanchu followed the dean and ran over and saw that a small round head on the eighth floor was stuck between the two gaps of the guardrail on the high wall of red tiles, and a group of children were crying around.

When they went upstairs, the little boy cried at them.

Nanchu remembered that little boy with a round head and a tiger-headed brain. He was very lively on weekdays. He was called Sanbao. Now I was a little scared, and the whole chubby face was pale.

Nanchu squatted down and took a look. The orphanage had been renovated the year before, but the funds were not enough at that time. The building was not renovated and the fence was still made of stainless steel. She held her hand up, tried to push, and Sambo cried and looked at her with tears: "Sister, am I going to be like this for a lifetime."

Nan Chu looked down at him and said deliberately, "Maybe."

Sambo cried even harder.

Nanchu just prepared to educate him not to dig his head around in the future.

As a result, the neck was mentioned, and it was carried directly to the side, and a low and cold voice behind him: "Who made you scare the child?"

Nanchu turned his head and took a look.

Lin Luxiao was wearing a dark green firefighting suit, with a bundle of ropes slung on his shoulders, and black eyes, looking at her without emotion.

Coincidence.

Before Nanchu had time to speak, he was mentioned to the side, "Stand over there, don't hinder us."

After speaking, two people came up again. Lin Luxiao led them, squatted down and knelt on one knee. After making sure that Sambo was just scratching his head, he pointed to the fence and turned his head to follow the players behind him. Said: "Take the tool, cut off these four, and find someone to hold it outside, just in case."

Nan Chu quietly leaned against the wall, watching him look serious.

The serious look of a man is indeed charming.

Several people discussed for a while.

Lin Luxiao stood up, hung the rope, supported the fence with both hands, turned and climbed to the wall, with his feet against the wall, the person slowly slid down while pulling the rope, and then stepped on the wall with his feet, protecting the Three Jewels with both hands. His head prevents him from falling out.

Nanchu discovered that he was covering Sambo's eyes thoughtfully, not letting him look down, and whispered to him: "Be good, don't cry."

Sambo stopped crying in an instant, rubbing his little head in his hands.

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Ten minutes later, waiting for Sanbao to be rescued, Lin Luxiao climbed up the rope and turned over the fence with both hands. As soon as the person stood still, a person stood in front of him.

He was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously took a step back, staring at her condescendingly and slightly, "What do you do?"

The girl curled her lips and smiled, her eyes were crescent-shaped, her eyebrows were light, and she had no makeup. She stretched out her hand and straightened his collar, "Captain, it's crooked."

"..."