Walking Through Fire for You

It was a clear sky that day.

But the people at the door of the memorial service felt that the dark clouds were covering the top, and the cold wind was wanton behind them.

Lin Luxiao didn't look at her for a second from the beginning to the end, oh, for a second, he stopped and retracted his gaze in time when he was about to touch it.

After Lin Luxiao turned around, Meng Guohong glanced at Nan Chu.

The latter's eyes looked like those on Lin Luxiao's body, and he wanted to dig a hole out for him. He shook his head and said nothing, and entered the inner hall.

This group of people hadn't seen Lin Luxiao for a while, thinking about waiting for Lin Luxiao to finish talking with the old captain, whether or not to go over and say hello, and suddenly think of Nanchu and the captain, things were a bit embarrassing.

When public opinion broke out, they chose to be silent, and now they are not qualified to say anything, let alone to listen to gossip.

Liu Xiahan spoke first, "Let's go, let's go in."

Everyone went to see Nanchu.

Nanchu was frank and did not shy away from him, so he went straight to look at Lin Luxiao's back.

Her expression is more of an appreciation of a perfect scene than being sentimental.

Yan Dai dragged her in, "Don't look, go in."

Nanchu smiled calmly, and finally took a deep look at the man, then turned and followed.

...

Lin Luxiao put his hands in his pockets, leaning on the big camphor tree at the door and chatting with the old captain. Maybe he saw the old acquaintance, and his posture was rarely relaxed.

After the old captain retired, he became more energetic. His eyebrows were still imposing, and his words were full of anger. Lin Luxiao smiled at him, his eyes hooked, and his anger suddenly appeared, "Why do I look at you again?"

The old captain didn't eat this set and snorted coldly: "You are quite calm."

Lin Luxiao smiled, glanced away, and said nothing.

The old captain: "I went to the team before, and Chief Meng said you went to Lushan. Did your kid make a mistake again?"

"No." He lazily.

The old captain poked his temple with his finger, and looked elsewhere, and he suddenly grew deep: "Remember the year you first left the team? Twenty-three or twenty-four? Huh—that temperament, domineering, I want your father to give You slap up and fight! It’s time, it’s time to find a reliable one to settle down, don’t hang around like this all day long, it’s better for a man to be in these few years.

After speaking, he sighed again, "It's a pity that Xiao Jiu'er is a child."

Lin Luxiao bowed his head in silence.

It's a pity.

The old captain patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go in and give Xiao Jiu'er one last ride."

...

The memorial service was held at three o'clock. The time had not come yet, and everyone was waiting.

There were black banners hung inside, filled with bouquets, crowded, but quiet, everyone did not dare to speak loudly, as if they were afraid of disturbing people lying quietly. There are familiar faces inside, but it's not a time to renew the past, and he nodded and stood quietly on one side.

When Nanchu turned his head, he saw Lin Luxiao coming in with the old captain and standing beside Shao Yijiu.

Squad leader Shao's eyes were red, and he just cried, Lin Luxiao patted him on the shoulder to show comfort.

Shao Yijiu: "How many days are you coming back this time?"

Lin Luxiao's eyes were light, and his eyes fell on the coffin in the center of the mourning hall: "Go back tomorrow."

"So in a hurry?" Shao Yijiu was shocked.

"Well, it's not easy to ask for leave."

"Can you come back after a year?"

"do not know."

I really don’t know about this. The organization was originally deployed for one year, but most of the people who were sent out basically stayed for two years, and the leader there also mentioned that he should stay for another year.

Shao Yijiu was lost, "Ah."

Lin Luxiao followed his forehead with a note, "Ah what, where do you stay different? Don't be lazy when I'm away, wait for me to come back and check them one by one."

The two talked in a low voice.

Nan Chu heard clearly from the side, and it was a long time since I heard him speak so finely. Although he didn't tell her, he felt very satisfied.

Ten minutes later, the memorial service officially began.

The atmosphere was not so depressing, but when they saw Xiao Jiu’er’s body, everyone couldn’t help it. Even Nan Chu couldn’t hold back. The big tears fell down. She wiped it off with her hand and found that The more you rub.

She sniffed.

Lin Luxiao stood beside her, probably hearing the movement, and subconsciously glanced down at her.

His eyes were flushed.

When being beaten, I didn't cry; when I was hacked, I didn't cry.

I didn't see her crying after breaking up.

I thought this woman was born with underdeveloped lacrimal glands.

In this way, if he was lying in it, maybe she could still cry twice.

When I wanted to, I felt stupid, and there was a touch of self-deprecating in the corner of my mouth.

The farewell ceremony for the remains ended and Xiao Jiuer was pushed into the cremation room for cremation.

Originally, the unit planned to bury Xiao Jiu'er in the Martyrs Cemetery, but Xiao Jiu'er's grandfather insisted on taking Xiao Jiu'er's ashes back to his hometown.

after an hour.

The ashes were sent out from the window, looking at the dark brown square box, the eighty-year-old man with pale hair could no longer control it, crying to the ground, crying in sorrow: "Little Jiuer, go home with grandpa Right—"

"Don't wander outside—"

...

The memorial service is over.

The nanny car that arranged for the six artists to leave is already waiting at the entrance of the funeral home.

When Nanchu went out, Lin Luxiao was standing next to the car and talking to a soldier, with a cigarette in his hand, golden sunlight enveloping him, and the medal on his shoulders glowing. His profile was very tough, and his eyebrows disappeared. It's as solemn as it is inside, with a little laziness.

The soldier seemed to be his comrade-in-arms in the military academy, and pulled him to speak excitedly.

"Where are you now?"

Lin Luxiao: "Lushan Detachment."

"Why did you go there? Thousands of miles away from us?"

"It's okay, let's take the train for a day."

"Why didn't you go to Lao Yang to get married a while ago? You didn't go to the brothers in our dormitory. Lao Yang talked about it for a long time. People said, waiting for you to get married will feel better!"

He lowered his head and smiled, "Let's wait until that day."

The two were interrupted.

Xu Ya and Liu Xiahan called the Shenglin team when they got into the car. Lin Luxiao stopped and turned to look at them, "Yeah."

Nan Chu stood behind him, about two steps away.

His figure is tall, just enough to help her cover the dazzling sunlight.

"Team Lin, we are leaving."

The six said goodbye one by one.

When he nodded, his expression was also cherished, just like an ordinary comrade in arms.

Nanchu is the last one.

Since the reunion.

For the first time, Lin Luxiao put his gaze on her formally. Those dark eyes looked particularly bright and deep in the sun.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked at her quietly.

It was rare that she didn't frown, didn't purse her lips, and seemed to wait patiently for her goodbye.

Nan Chu was standing by the car door, wearing a black dress, and her long hair scattered like silk and satin at her waist.

She did not speak for a long time.

Without telling her, Lin Luxiao's gaze could not be turned away.

The weird silence lasted for several minutes, but no one urged them.

The five people in the car were just silent and a little surprised. Originally thought that these two people were just doing firewood, but now even a fool can see the situation, the ambiguity flowing in the air is too reluctant.

If you don't think about the scene at that time.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, and I always felt that the next sentence that popped out of Nanchu's mouth should be-let's get married.

There was a withered yellow leaf in mid-air, and Nan Chu's eyes followed the leaf.

The leaf fell on the roof of the car, Nan Chu took a breath, looked up at him, her dark eyes were bright, and her voice was clear, saying, "Goodbye, Lin Luxiao."

Then she turned into the car.

Never looking back.

Wind blows.

The fallen leaves were rolled up again.

Nanchu found a seat by the window.

Turning his gaze away, he saw that the leaf just fell to the ground, and it didn't blow again, as if it had taken root and all the dust settled.

The man behind, with his hands in his trouser pockets, suddenly licked the corners of his mouth and laughed, his laughter was quite self-deprecating.

His patience.

All my life was consumed on this woman.

...

Lin Luxiao returned to Lushan the next day, and at the same time received an order from his superior to extend the dispatch period by one year. He didn't have any objections, and seemed quite happy with the result. It's just that this year I have to take turns to propose to go home, otherwise the old man will be lonely during the New Year.

It's autumn.

When Zhao Guo found a girlfriend, he became extremely crooked, especially when he was talking on the phone at night, hiding in the bed and groaning, but Lin Luxiao threw his pillow and refused to stop.

But it doesn't matter.

Zhao Guo regards this as jealousy from a single dog.

With the nourishment of love, Zhao Guoren became more enraged. When calling his daughter-in-law, he exhorted twice from time to time: "Hey, wife, if you are free, you can also introduce to my brother. Are you still single? I am another brother, handsome thief, thirty."

Zhao Guo's wife doesn't believe it. His brother has seen a few of them, they all look wicked, and there is no one who is handsome, "I don't have a girlfriend when I'm thirty?"

Zhao Guo: "My brother is too dedicated and dedicated his life to the country."

Zhao Guo’s wife laughed, naturally she didn’t believe it, but once, after opening a room with Zhao Guo, when Zhao Guo went in to take a bath, she accidentally saw a photo of Lin Luxiao in his phone, which was taken by another roommate. It happened that Lin Luxiao leaned on the bedside and read a book as the background.

"Who is this person?"

"Just my thirty brother, awesome."

"Will you find a girlfriend under this condition?"

Zhao Guo wiped his hair and said, "I said he is dedicated."

"..."

As a result, Lin Luxiao was blind dated without knowing it.

One weekend, Zhao Guo took Lin Luxiao to his home for dinner, but there were two girls sitting on the sofa, a wife of Zhao Guo, and a blind date whom Zhao Guo introduced to him.

When the girl saw Lin Luxiao, she swept up and down, looked at him carefully for two seconds, and then nodded at Zhao Guo's wife with satisfaction.

Lin Luxiao was able to maintain his last demeanor and didn't shake Zhao Guo's hand and leave because Zhao Guo said, "My mother knew that you were coming, and made a table of dishes for you. Who can I get to eat if you leave? "

Zhao's mother's enthusiasm is something he cannot resist.

At the dinner table, the girl's first sentence was, "Mr. Lin, are you from Beixun?"

Lin Luxiao lowered his head to pick up rice, and said coldly, "Yes."

The girl's second sentence: "Is there a room?"

He hooked his mouth, and the stubborn mentality came up again, "No, I can't afford it."

Zhao Guo's wife said: "It's normal, how high is the housing price in Beixun."

The girl looked at him regretfully, "Where is that car?"

Lin Luxiao: "There is one."

The girl was surprised, "It's okay."

"Two wheels. It's been a long time."

"..."

The front line was stretched, and the girl was reluctant: "What do your parents do?"

Lin Luxiao took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, and said, "Working."

So far.

The girl was a little disappointed.

After dinner, Lin Luxiao and Zhao Guo smoked on the balcony, "How about that girl?"

Lin Luxiao was smoking a cigarette, with both hands in his pockets, one foot lazily stepping on the stone steps of the balcony railing, "General."

"Is this **** mediocre? To be honest, that girl is more beautiful than my wife!"

Lin Luxiao snorted, holding the cigarette, "That's something you haven't seen before."

Zhao Guo was displeased when he heard it, and rightly persuaded him, trying to give him "distorted" thoughts, and came over: "Brother Xiao, this is not the case for us. If you want to find a girlfriend according to the standards of a star, then you are It’s hard to find with a lantern. The main purpose of finding a wife is to live. A woman can live back her life. It’s so good-looking. Let’s put it at home. We can’t keep it..."

In the room.

Zhao Guo's wife asked her cousin, "What do you think?"

The cousin thought for a while, "In addition to being handsome and in such bad conditions, she is still a fire brigade. In his ravines, you have also seen that he needs a house without a house, a car without a car, and a foreigner. Not as good as your country Zhao!"

Zhao Guo's wife stretched her face: "Why, do you want our Zhao Guo to fail?"

The cousin pursed, "I'm just making an analogy. How can I say it is a master's degree, and his job is more decent than him. Except for my parents are farmers, I am much better than him in other conditions. Isn't this wronging me? "

"Okay, if you like it or not, please discuss it."

The cousin thinks about it and thinks that the man is quite handsome, and she has to say no, and anxious, "Don't, or try with him?"

+++++

At the end of summer, the beginning of the southern part of the country took a play, "Bombing Ex-Boyfriend".

The same group of actresses and Yan Dai, the two met at the door on the first day they joined the group, and they didn’t have much to say. They usually get used to each other. Now you say "Are you fatter again?" I said, "You are Didn't you go to get hyaluronic acid again?"

Then he twisted the opponent's face forcefully to show friendship.

After Nanchu's contract with Jiahe was terminated, Yan Dai became an artist under Shen Guangzong, and the two occasionally complained about it when they were resting on set.

"I don't know how you came here before, do you know that Shen Guangzong is a juicer? Give him an orange and he can fry you into juice immediately!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Dai imitated exaggeratedly.

Nanchu sat in a chair, with a bible spread beside him, "Juicer? Well, the word is fresh."

"Hey, seriously, Shen Guangzong is at this age, and he is not looking for a girlfriend yet. Are you gay?"

Nan Chu turned his head down to turn over the scriptures, and shook his head: "It's not like."

Yan Daiyi was dispirited. She thought she could catch an anecdote, but next time Shen Guangzong yelled at her again, she would threaten and lure her.

The shooting lasted for half a month.

The relationship between the two is advancing by leaps and bounds, and Yan Dai always asks Nanchu if she is going to go. She usually talks and likes to behave with Nanchu, even the crew members are confused about the relationship between the two.

Is it an enemy or a friend?

Halfway through filming, the screenwriter added a new role to the script. The night before the night scene, Xu Zhiyi joined the team.

Because of Xu Zhiyi's temporary joining, the role that originally belonged to Yan Dai was suddenly cut in half.

On this day, Yan Dai and Xu Zhiyi had a scene of catching the **** in bed. The original intention was that Yan Dai rushed over to push Xu Zhiyi down on the bed, and then took what she meant. It was about meaning, showing off her shoulders or something, but Yan Dai didn’t Knowing whether it was hard and fierce, the whole shirt was pulled off by a swipe, and the two pairs of white **** were so naked and exposed in front of the camera.

Yan Dai hurriedly sat up, nodded and bowed to apologize in a good manner, "Zhiyi, it's okay, I'm so sorry."

Xu Zhiyi glanced at her, shook his head coldly, and put his clothes back on calmly.

Later, someone came to visit Xu Zhiyi’s class, and something indescribable happened in the dressing room. When a prop kid went to collect the costume, he heard the moan of the woman inside, and the man's heavy gasping, flushing with his face. Catch up.

Yan Dai and Nan Chu, who were just going to change their clothes to prepare for the next scene, listened to them.

Yan Dai said: "Come on, let's push the door in now, and I won't scare her."

At the beginning of the south, there was a lack of interest.

Yan Dai: "Hey, she broke your story back then, so you can go to the door to record a sound and send it to those marketing accounts. You are not too much."

Nanchu smiled: "You usually eat more walnuts to nourish your brain."

"What do you mean?"

"Praise you."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Yes."

Look, look at her smart.

Yan Dai snorted.

Xu Zhiyi's way of living in the entertainment industry is indeed something she disdains. Yan Dai is quite principled. There is no appointment, no popularity, and she will not rely on her body to exchange any resources. This is one point that she despises Xu Zhiyi.

If it was before.

At the beginning of Nanchu, he might think that he was unlucky enough to be stabbed, but he didn't care anyway.

In the early years of filming, a director said that Nanchu was like a black swan, but it was not accurate enough. Nanchu was more like a white swan.

But now, from the outside to the inside, Nanchu is the real black swan.

The best way to retaliate against a person.

She tried hard to grasp what she wanted to hold in her palms, you will always have it before her, and when people tried to climb up, you went straight to the top without any effort. She looked at it, jealous and mad, but couldn't bear you.

It's autumn.

Xu Zhiyi was exploded with a handful of illicit materials, sleeping with pornographic photos, and a three-minute seeded video circulated on the Internet. Xu Zhiyi's microblog fell, and "just" netizens collectively killed Xu Zhiyi's microblog to implement "moral judgments."

Unbearable words are as ugly as they are.

Xu Zhiyi didn't give a notice for three days, shut herself at home, and looked at everything in her mobile phone indifferently, tears already dripping away.

Yan Dai applauded.

Nanchu smiled indifferently.

When Shen Mu was scanning Weibo, he saw a three-minute seed video, which was sold to Liu at the price of a WeChat red envelope for six yuan.

Liu cried and harped Shen Mu in black at the moment.

On the third day when public opinion subsided, Xu Zhiyi came to Nanchu's home.

Nanchu was wearing a blue nightgown, leaning on the door frame, under the light, her skin was white and smooth.

Xu Zhiyi was wearing sunglasses, and she whispered: "I'm sorry, you let me go..."

Nanchu's eyebrows are docile, harmless, her black eyes are clear and distinct, and her acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds within a year.

Xu Zhiyi: "It's you, right? You broke the news to the media?"

Nanchu raised his eyebrows and gathered his nightgown, "Are you talking about a three-minute video?"

Suddenly Xu Zhiyi cried and squatted down, crying as if finally awakening from this vain world: "That was not my volition. I was drugged that night. I can't help it... I dare not resist. Besides, I don’t want to be trampled under the feet all the time..."

"Oh, so you pushed me and the captain out?"

Nan Chu asked calmly and calmly. Those eyes stared at her coldly.

"Do you look down on me so much?" Xu Zhiyi squatted and asked in a low voice.

"Is cyber violence comfortable?" she asked back.

Xu Zhiyi cried bitterly. She was about to die from uncomfortable feelings. Every day she saw her cell phone and computer tremble and fear.

"Why are you crying?" She folded her arms, looked down at her, and said mockingly: "You haven't experienced anything more uncomfortable than this!"

Do you know how they feel when they trample your loved one under their feet?

When it was winter, Xu Zhiyi left for South Korea.

Xu Zhiyi found Liu before boarding the plane: "Help me say sorry to your brother, I know it's useless, and your brother won't care. If you see him, please bring me a sentence. Anyway, I said nothing. use."

After finishing talking, I went to the airport.

There was heavy snow on the street, green sky with branches.

The car roared away in anxious car exhaust.

Da Liu slammed a fist on the telegraph pole beside him, violently, and squatted down, clutching his hands and grinning.

...

An Jiang.

The little cousin of Zhao Guo's daughter-in-law summoned her girlfriends to a trip to Lushan, and she called it-watch the sunrise.

The fire brigade is in Lushan Town. When passing by, you can go in and visit my brother-in-law and the man.

Several people sat in the middle of the bus, chatting about the girl's thoughts one after another.

"How old is that person?" a girlfriend asked curiously.

Little cousin: "Thirty."

The best friend pondered: "It's okay. Thirty men are calm, aren't you just twenty-eight?"

The little cousin nodded.

My best friend said: "How is it?"

"It's handsome. When we were in high school, we didn't always say that Jiang school grass was handsome. I think it's far from it."

"Which is far worse?"

"Of course it is Jiang Xiaocao."

"Is he so handsome? Thirty years old is a big uncle in my eyes. Where can I be handsome? And, do you think his family conditions are not good?"

The little cousin nodded, "Well, I don’t have a house or a car, but I think about it, he’s also a stable job. If we get married, it shouldn’t be a problem to buy a house with a loan. The big deal is that I can pay more and have a baby. ."

The best friend bashed her, "You think so far!"

The little cousin said: "Of course, he is not young anymore. Since he decided to go on a blind date, he must be rushing to get married. He said that handsome men are unreliable. I think he is quite honest, without those slick accents. What, I don't hide it at all, I don't want to see the few before, boasting about the few houses in my family, it's very grandiose."

The little cousin was done ideological work by Zhao Guo's wife. Going back and thinking about it, it was really so, and since that meal, she had always thought of him. In this case, she wanted to marry him.

...

In the evening, the day was thinning.

The minibus stopped at Lushan Town Station, and a couple of young girls got out of the car. The little cousin followed the fire brigade address given by Zhao Guo.

Free time on weekends.

The fire brigade held a friendly basketball game.

Lin Luxiao was wearing a camouflage vest, camouflage trousers, a pair of black military boots on his feet, and his trouser legs stuck into the military boots.

As he walked down the court, he rubbed his head on his front and wiped the sweat, walked under the basketball hoop and bent over to pick up a bottle of water, unscrewed it and poured it into his mouth.

Someone nearby took mineral water and poured it over his head.

Lin Luxiao glanced over, twisted the lid, and knocked on the head with a water bottle, "Waves are not wasted, you?"

The man chuckled, "Don't take it as an example."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Guo ran from outside and dragged him: "Come on, Brother Xiao, come out with me."

Lin Luxiao walked out holding the water bottle, "What are you doing?"

"My daughter-in-law's cousin is here. Saying to see you, go and talk to her?"

Lin Luxiao didn't react yet, frowned, "Who?"

Zhao Guo said, "It's the cousin of my wife, the one who ate at my house last time!"

He frowned, thinking for two seconds.

Next second.

Turning around and walking back, Zhao Guo pulled him, but he let out a cold voice: "Sick?"

He thought this crop was over long ago.

Ah ah ah-

Zhao Guo: "Everyone has already arrived at the door. You should go to see you anyway. You can't let people run for nothing."

Lin Luxiao unscrewed his hand, effortlessly, and said without looking back: "Whoever asked her to come, who will see her."

Zhao Guo suddenly realized that this kid couldn't see how strong he was.

Although Lin Luxiao has muscles, his muscles are well-proportioned, with slender lines, while Zhao Guo has a muscular figure. He thinks that Lin Luxiao should be inferior to him in terms of strength, but at the first moment, it was really not. for sure.

The little cousin returned without success.

When I returned to the city, I called Zhao Guo's wife angrily, "Is this man brain sick? I went to see him in the car, but he refused to come out to see me. What is it about a broken firefighter? Don’t you just look handsome? I don’t have a house, a car, and no money. I don’t deserve him at all!"

The daughter-in-law of Zhao Guo turned her head and made a phone call to Zhao Guo. She said, "What's the matter with your brother? You look down on people so much? Then let me introduce you to me?"

Zhao Guozhiwu: "He didn't ask me to introduce him at the beginning. I thought he was single and old, so I thought of you to help introduce him, otherwise he stayed here for the past two years and won't go out. How can I find a wife? what?"

Zhao Guo's wife: "Since he doesn't want it, why did he come for dinner that day?"

"I didn't tell him about the blind date, so I just called him to eat. People are not very clear. After talking about it for a month, I didn't contact him. He didn't worry about it. I didn't expect your cousin to be like this. like him--"

"Is your brain sick?!"

Zhao Guo confessed his mistake in a low voice, "OK, I'm sick."

I just hung up over there, still relying on Zhao Guo to feed a few times, and there was only a beeping busy tone.

Zhao Guo looked depressed at the phone, hey-why is he not a human inside and outside?

As soon as he looked up, he saw Lin Luxiao coming in from outside the door, Zhao Guo threw his phone away, turned over and lay straight on the bed: "Huh!"

Lin Luxiao hooked his lips.

For this matter, Zhao Guo ignored Lin Luxiao for several days, and saw him harp, and Lin Luxiao was a little bit dumbfounded.

A few days later.

Zhao Guo brought back the projector again, and swept away the gloom a few days ago, as if he had digged into a big treasure: "The big breasted girl has a new movie, let's not see it together?"

Lin Luxiao looked down and read the book.

A comrade in arms asked lifelessly: "What movie?"

"Squeezing Ex-Boyfriend? Forgot, I just played, I heard there is a bathroom lens!"

There was someone walking by, tall, and Zhao Guo shouted, "Hey, Lu Xiao, where are you going?"

"Bath."

He was not emotional to hear.

...

In winter, the season of heavy snow.

At the beginning of the year, He Zhengping's "Beijing Fengyue" made her Xiaohong a handful and sucked a wave of fans.

At the beginning of December, after "Bombshelling Ex-Boyfriend" was released, Nanchu suddenly became a hit. At the end of the year, he was directly awarded the title of "National Fairy".

The number of fan support groups doubled, and Weibo fans began to surge. Under the major marketing accounts, people frequently mentioned the name of Nanchu.

The producer began to hype about the scandal between Nanchu and the male No.1 Xiao Xianrou Yu Lin.

Said that the two got married because of the drama, but they broke up because of their disagreements. The two had already broken up when the movie was released.

Christmas Eve.

Nanchu and Yan Dai participated in a variety show together to promote the movie. The two played a game and called each other's ex-boyfriend whoever lost.

In fact, I have already checked the table during the rehearsal.

In order to cooperate with the film's publicity, Nan Chu deliberately lost to Yan Dai, and Nan Chu called her "ex-boyfriend"-Yu Lin.

however.

Yan Dai did not expect that when Nanchu dialed out, she dialed a number that was not Yu Lin's number at all. She dialed quickly with her finger, a string of numbers that she knew well.

Yan Dai was the closest, she knew that Nanchu did not follow the procedure.

She didn't know what this girl was going to do, her heart was lifted in her throat.

Nan Chu looked down at his cell phone calmly.

Even the host felt wrong, and in the afternoon it was clearly Yu Lin's number...

The audience listened with bated breath.

"beep--"

Scream.

"beep--"

The chest cavity hits forcefully as if moving with this rhythmic rhythm.

As a result, after three beeps, it was: "Beep beep—"

The other party hung up directly!

Only the busy tone of toot.

The audience was in an uproar, but didn't know the reason for this. It seemed that it was quite unpleasant.