In fact, Lin Luchu had just pulled open the door to the hospital room, and there were two people standing outside the door.
He froze for a split second and reluctantly said, "What brings you here?"
Secretary Zhang hiding in the body rushed to him to play eyes, Lin Qingyuan consistent majestic aura, frowned, as if it was a good thing to say, "Out?"
Lin Luchu glanced back at Shen Mu, scratched the corner of his eyebrows with an awkward expression, and let out a low hmmm.
Lin Qingyuan how shrewd a person, glanced at him, walked inside with his hands behind his back, his voice was not salty: "The injury on your back is healed?"
"Almost."
He shrugged and shrugged his shoulders, signaling that he was better.
Lin Qingyuan grunted and laughed, turning his head and instructing Secretary Zhang, "Alright, go tell Dr. Zhang to get him discharged."
Tch, Lin Lu Snapdragon hand stuck on the waist, wrinkled eyebrows at the old man in front of the eyes, so this is the middle of the night to seek their own pain?
Secretary Zhang hesitated, "It's only been a few days since the person was here, the wound hasn't even scabbed over, and there's still blood caked on the bandage."
Lin Qingyuan: "I see that he is quite alive and well, this is not still to be driven out?"
Lin Luchuan understood, the old man this is dissatisfied with him, skimmed his head, just about to speak, was behind the Shen Mu stood up to pull, crossly slanting a glance at him, meaning - say it properly. Turning his head and rushing Lin Qingyuan respectfully said, "Uncle Lin, Lu Snapdragon this is staying in the hospital is bored, go out to skate, this you do not feel at ease, I will accompany him out, and then send you back later."
Since ancient times, children are other families look at the eyes, these children, Lin Qingyuan childhood like Shen Mu, this kid looks more reliable than Lin Lu Snapdragon, Siswenwen, unlike their own boy, gangster.
It's better to be in the military. Some years ago, it was impossible to manage.
Lin Qingyuan waved his big hand, "Let's go let's go, Shen Mu, don't let down your uncle's trust in you, this kid is too capable of causing trouble."
Shen Mu grinned, "Lu Snapdragon has changed quite a bit in the past few years, so you can relax."
Just so a back and forth to get things done, before leaving the yard door, Lin Lu primrose feel a little unbelievable, this fucking how to that stubborn old man to get through.
The two of them walked to the door of the car and Shen Mu patted the roof of the car, signaling him, "I'll drive you there, you can't drive, can you?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon nodded his head, put the black rushing jacket on, zipper pulled to the top, covered the inside military lining, and blocked half of his face, the wind was a little cold at night, poured in from the collar, he shrunk his neck, drilled into the passenger seat, hands inserted into the pockets of his coat, slanting a glance at the Shen Mu who had just gotten into the car, not much emotion, said, "You're my father's own son, right?"
Shen Mu glanced at him while opening the CD, slightly amused, "Your girl is quite jealous."
"Bullshit." Lin Lu Snapdragon looked out the window and grunted, "Anyway, he looks at everyone else everywhere, but he looks at me uncomfortably."
"Your father was demanding of you, if he didn't love you, could he have stopped you back then? He changed your volunteerism out of nowhere? After he divorced your mom, he didn't look for another one, he was only over forty at that time, he wanted to find another one, two people have a child, and you have something to do? People did not do it, and he gave up the custody of your brother, and now Lin Qi still hate him, he is now your son, can not love you? You two is hard mouth, a problem, absolutely biological."
Indeed, Lin Lu Snapdragon has been looked down upon by Lin Qingyuan since he was a child, and will not be complimented, even if it is rare to do so much to make people feel relieved, but also hardly ever get much praise from his father, for Lin Lu Snapdragon, one day, if Lin Qingyuan praised him, then it is really a big girl on the sedan chair - the first time.
Shen Mu drove on the road, glanced at him with the steering wheel, and changed his words, "How did you get on with that girl?"
Lin Lu Snap's hand was resting on the edge of the window, he was turning his head to look at the voices on the side of the road, when he heard this, he bared his teeth and laughed, "Want to hear gossip?"
Shen Mu said, "You can't say that, I'm concerned about you, ask another way, who took the initiative?"
He thought hard, "It's hard to say--"
"What's there to say!"
Lin Lu Snap: "Because I didn't figure out when I fell in love with her."
"When else! You've got a bad IQ--"
As a result, Lin Lu Snapdragon wrinkled his eyebrows, "I think I might have liked her five years ago."
Otherwise the scene of that girl leaving and dropping a bunch of bills still fires him up when he thinks back on it now, kind of whored out, but people really clearly didn't do anything.
And, that night, it was just an accidental sitting on a soft little girl under the covers, and you're desperate for a girlfriend to prove yourself?
Not normal--
It's too abnormal!
Shen Mu carefully a reckoning, five years ago, that girl is only sixteen years old ah!
"Crap-"
Think about it and add, "You fucking animal." Righteous.
Due to too much surprise, Shen Mu did not hold back, burst a dirty word, the steering wheel almost did not hold, when still Xing crush that set! However, he quickly adjusted his state, held the steering wheel, and gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome, whoever says you have a low IQ next time, I'll be the first to disagree!"
"Roll-"
A thousand words turned into a cold one.
......
Jiang Ge actually prepared a lot for tonight's party, and really when the girl in the dress arrived in front of him, he actually inexplicably backed off a bit.
From childhood to adulthood, there is not one thing that can make him so scratch his heart. Which is not a request, and is the Jiang family's young son, although the old master will occasionally train him, but is also very spoiled, can not afford this little grandson suffer a little bit of aggravation. If the family knows, last time to tie him to the hotel to draw the tortoise is Nanchu do, the old man must be able to this little girl's source to the block, although the beginning of the heart gas ah, but then think about it, really let the old man know, with his means, Nanchu certainly want to suffer, he can't afford to do so.
In the beginning to find that program for Nanchu, originally is a whole person program, is the station to do some fire education, and happens to be able to find some suffering starlets.
But then the jungle survival game is really a bit dangerous, and he couldn't let it go, so he found her a movie by He Zhengping, and let her star in it, and as soon as the little girl put on that navy blue cheongsam, hooking her hands and eyebrows with Liu Yingying's style, and He director also appreciated it in his ear, "By the way, that's Liu Yingying, the Liu Yingying in my imagination."
At that time, he held a cigarette, looking at the black curtain, the girl held an oil paper umbrella, half-sleeved open cheongsam, revealing half of the small arm with the lotus root break like white, ear is broken hair, low eyebrow and turn the head, are dusty woman's charming bone, but with that cold and colorful, from a distance, like a colorful flower, close up, it is a small daisy.
He gave Shenmu the word that he was trying to sleep.
At that time, it was Nanchu who didn't dump him and said it in anger.
Later, when he saw her being beaten up and he was in the car madly kicking the door to get out of the car, that panic in his heart, he finally realized that he was trying to be nice to her, trying to make a name for himself.
Didn't want her to be buried in public opinion again, not that he hadn't read those words, even he, a big man, found them hard to hear, let alone a little girl, she didn't deserve to be treated like that.
Some people think he's hasty. How long have we fucking known each other, and he thinks a girl is like a fairy.
Jiang Ge also feels like he has been poured into the soul like soup, but can not be said, I feel that all the women in the world can not fucking compare to Nanchu, later, in the go to see other women, always can not help but compare with Nanchu.
Not as pretty as her, not as strong a nose, not as small a face, not as good skin, not as good anywhere.
The party came with a few circle-jerkers.
It's really just a cautionary tale - this girl, I'm covered.
When Shen Guangzong said that the car had already departed from the company, Jiang Ge had asked his assistant for the two hundred and fifty-eighth time, "How's my hairstyle? Is it okay? What about the clothes? Will it be too informal?!"
The assistant, expressionless, replied mechanically, "It's okay, it's great, you're officially all set to propose."
Changer snapped his fingers, "Good idea."
Assistant: "You don't mess around."
When the car entered the villa area, Shen Guangzong was the first to get out of the car, and in the backseat first stretched out a pair of red high-heeled shoes with slender white ankles.
The door opens.
A slim figure wrapped in a tight little red dress got out of the car.
Nanchu's makeup tonight is truly stunning, but it's not because of Jiang Ge, it's because Shen Guangzong said that there will be many producers and directors attending tonight, and she has to fight for a little bit to get a little bit more film contracts for next year.
The skirt is a fall style just released by Han Beiyao's own Italian brand.
Tight, not low-cut, with a front collar that just covered the breast line upward and a collarbone deep enough to hold a fish. A thin stubble opened in the back, revealing a concave spine line from the base of the neck to the waist socket, with smooth musculature, and long, straight, well-proportioned legs underneath the tops of the hips.
Jiangge stood on the second floor window sill looking straight ahead, inexplicably angry with himself.
......
The banquet hall is full of people, three to five groups, raise their glasses to celebrate, come to this circle is a little bit of influence of the characters, more or less to give the face of this old man.
Nanchu was pulled by Shen Guangzong to toast a round of wine back, her cheeks flushed, fanning the wind with her hand to sit down on the sofa.
The ass isn't even warm yet.
A tall figure in a suit emerged from the front.
Nanchu held up her cup at first glance.
The appearance is cold, gentlemanly and introverted, handsome, but not very popular.
Then fixed his eyes, a string of black Buddha beads on his hand, hey, a little familiar, in turn, before Shen Mu opened his mouth, that hand nodded, "I remember you."
Shen Mu smiled and copied his hands into his pockets, "The little girl's memory is not bad, my name is Shen Mu."
Probably seeing her captain's friend here, her heart was inexplicably kind, tilting her head and taking the rare initiative to talk, "What a coincidence, a drink?"
Shen Mu bent down and said with a smile, "There is someone outside who wants to see you."
The little girl's eyes lit up.
Shen Mu deliberately said, "Still drinking?"
Nanchu rubbed her feet and smiled brightly at him, "Next time!"
......
Late autumn wind mixed with cold, Jiang Ge this villa area on all sides of the aspen boulevard, the ground fell on the afterglow of the moonlight, in addition to the sound of the wind, and the branch buds shaking rustling, almost can not hear other movement.
Lin Luchu wrapped his arms around his chest and leaned against the door of a champagne-colored car.
The black punching bag blocked the lower half of his face, revealing a pair of eyes that were deeper than the darkness of the night, his head was lowered, and he stomped on the ground with his toes, a small gesture he made while waiting for someone.
Not far away, there was a sound of footsteps.
A look up.
The girl had flung herself into his arms, and with the chill of the night, she threw her arms around his neck and hung on to him, panting slightly, "Captain-"
It's been a week since I've seen you.
Nanchu was unsettled, with panic, and had just run over with a lot of thoughts--
What if it's not him?
What if Shen Mu tricks her?
But when she really saw this familiar figure, her heart felt as if it was going to fly out, wanting to quickly run to his side and hug him, wanting to tell him that she missed him.
The last few steps were a completely desperate sprint into his arms, the impulse was confiscated and Lin Lu Snap's back heaved against the car door.
He smoothly wrapped Nanchu tightly in his arms, tilted his head back and drew in a breath of cold air, gritted his teeth, and in the end didn't cry out in pain-
The little girl tightened her waist around him and smothered herself in his arms, "Are you done working? Finished defusing the bomb?"
Lin Luchu gave a low hmmm and hugged her tightly, rubbing one hand on the back of her neck, "Wearing so little, aren't you cold?"
Nanchu tightened again, "It wasn't cold, but when you asked that, it felt a little cold, but I felt that it was so warm in your arms."
As the tearing pain in his back eased, Lin Luchu laughed lowly and inexplicably drowned, "Horse's ass."
Nanchu tilted her head in his arms, smiling, and rubbed it again, "Captain Lin, I've thought about it!"
Hearing this sound, Lin Lu Snapdragon lowered his head to look into her eyes, his handsome face with an inexplicable smile, and raised one eyebrow, "Speak."
Nanchu said, "You let go of me first."
Lin Lu Snap's gaze became meaningful as he slowly loosened the little girl in his arms.
The sky was so heavy that it looked like a curtain, and the stars were few and far between.
The night was still, all the rustling and scraping of leaves behind them, and both of them had each other in their eyes and couldn't see into any of it.
The moonlight shone lazily on the two.
Lin Lu Snapdragon's hand was put halfway down, and was yanked back by Nanchu, who padded straight up, pounced, and rushed the man into a handful of arms.
Lin Lu Snapdragon was silent for a while, then heard people in his ear said: "You this person how to be so obedient, let you let go on let go, I want to let you let go, you have to hold me firmly, like this, I have not heard of the Internet, the woman let you roll just want you to come over to hold her tightly ah! I've had a problem since I was a kid, I'm not strong-willed enough, and I give up easily if I encounter some difficulties. I've never been in love before, so I don't know if I'll have this problem in my relationship, if I really have this problem, you have to be like what I'm teaching you today, when I tell you to get lost, you mustn't, if you do, it'll be hopeless for both of us, and no one can guarantee that we can still be in love in future, in case there's a day when I tell you to get lost. Love each other, in case one day I'm old, ugly, you finally look at me, every day when we fight, I was angry when I said break up, you have to hold me firmly, and then resolutely do not break up! I'm actually very good at coaxing, really quarrel, say me a couple of good words and I'll be able to get rid of my anger."
That's sincere.
No one can guarantee that two people will always live their lives as if they had never seen each other before.
That long paragraph really shook him up.
Lin Lu Snapdragon hugged her, palm on the back of her head, slightly lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and smoothly downward, cupped the little girl's head and gently rubbed it on her face, his eyes searched her face in a vain attempt to find out a trace of indecision, but her eyes were resolute, even the peak of that thin brow looked extraordinarily insistent.
"Thought it over and decided to follow me? Can you afford it in case I sacrifice myself one day?" He lowered his voice.
Nanchu said this plainly, as if she really thought so, "Can, when you die, I'll find someone to marry who treats me well, and definitely not think about this little bit of friendship we have--"
Lin Lu Snapdragon suddenly lowered his head to bite her lips, gnawing hard and almost bleeding her lips before letting go, harshly whispering in her ear, "The fortune teller said that I can live to ninety-nine, I won't give you that chance."
Nanchu kissed back passionately, a little eagerly, her hand already on his belt, a little breathless, "The fortune teller said that I can only live to seventy."
"It's okay, I'll split ten years with you, we'll live together until we're eighty or ninety, and for the remaining year, I'll take care of your affairs."
Live to keep each other company, and no one will be alone in death.
Lips intertwined, darkness in love.
Nanchu kissed him and pushed him into the car, unable to resist any longer, "Get in."