Chapter 21:

The first few seconds were hard to get through. The sound of the wall clock in the living room seemed to penetrate the eardrum, and she was inexplicably panicking. Unexpectedly, Lu Yin jumped from the chopping board, grabbed the key, and ran out.
The voice-activated lights in the corridor lighted up layer by layer, and they ran out of the building all the way without seeing his people. Ten minutes have passed. This is not uncommon. The footsteps are a bit dull, and I realize that I am still wearing cloth slippers that do not fit well.
She knew exactly where he was, and hesitated for a few seconds before Lu Yin walked towards the sentry box. She wasn’t quite sure what she wanted to express, regret or explain, even if it ended in the end, at least she should be calm.
Less than seven o'clock, the most lively time in the community, Lu Yin crossed the square, and there was noisy music in his ears. The street light was dawning, the sky was still covered with a layer of dark gray, the cold wind was sizzling, and the nose was blowing red, she could not help shrugging, her pace was slow and fast, until this moment, she really hated her wandering temperament.
Seeing the sentry box from afar, the orange warm light poured from the windows, it was already dark, the little house was hidden behind the ancient trees, and the trees were whirling on the walls.
The door was wide open by the window, and there was no shadow of the man outside.
She stepped in, and when she took another step, her heart was firm and unshakable.
Less than five meters away, there was a figure in the doorway. I saw it before a quarter of an hour. At a certain moment, they were tightly close to each other, but until this time, Lu Yin observed the other party more intuitively and seriously, as if to find something that had been ignored. thing.
She didn't give her too much time to think. The man felt something, and suddenly turned his head. A few seconds after seeing her, his facial expression was slightly surprised. Lu Qiang bit an unburnt cigarette in the corner of his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, his back was not so straight, his eyes fell on her feet, and moved back half a moment. The deliberate coldness and alienation in his eyes were not familiar to Lu Yin.
She squeezed her cuffs, and the cold wind hit the skin from the gap of the sweater, her slender neck was bare. Her hair was gently sweeping her ears. Sweating just now, excited by the wind, could not help but fight a cold war.
The man was still watching her, she walked a few steps forward and stopped suddenly.
The sentry box was not himself. A man swayed in the warm light. His slender figure was wrapped in a solemn police uniform. His hair was meticulous and the cap of the police cap was upright. She didn't notice the existence of the third party, her eyes always fell on Lu Qiang's back, the two didn't know what they said in the room, she frowned and pouted, her eyes were reluctant to move away from him, and she stretched her hand and gently thumped him on the shoulder Pushed it a bit, and I couldn't bear to force it.
In the eyes of others, this action is nothing special, but it is also more than a nickname.
Lu Qiang was ignorant and completely ignored the person behind him. His body flicked along with her movements, still staring at the thin figure in the dark, and thought foolishly: and ran out wearing this.
Lu Yin's lips were pale, her mouth was dry, and she was surrounded by her heartbeat. She wanted to say hello easily, but the corners of her mouth couldn't bend a beautiful arc, and she didn't have the free and easy to imagine.
The two stood at the door, a photo softened by the warm light. Her head reached the tip of his nose, her eyes stared safely, the same straight figure, brave, bold, standing behind him less than half a meter away Nothing is more harmonious than this.
The uncontrollable pain in the heart, the picture in front of me irritated the eyes, Lu Yin thought, after all, she cares a little bit more than expected, only a little...
At last she took a step, but not forward, she was a little panicked. This act fell into Lu Qiang's eyes and became another interpretation, timid, evasive, and out of sight—because of the presence of outsiders, he gave up the idea of ​​coming over.
Lu Qiang stared at the darkness for a long time.
Tan Wei found that he was in a wrong state, and poked him with his hand: "What do you think?"
The direction was dim, and there was nothing but tree shadows and straight roads.
Half an hour after she arrived, Lao Lirang was waiting in the house. I haven't seen it since the injury. After finishing the case at hand, she took the time to see him first. She didn't expect it to be that cold eyebrow and cold eyes owe him money.
Tan Wei's voice was stunned: "Every time I come to see you, your face is stinking to death, thinking I'm rare!...I'll never come again," she walked to the door for two steps and didn't get the response she wanted. Bite your lips and shout loudly: "Hey!"
Lu Qiang finally turned around, left cheek unconsciously agitated.
Tan Wei said, "I'm leaving."
He hummed in his nose.
Tan Wei was anxious, glaring at him fiercely, took off his hat and carried his hand, did not walk a few steps, but stopped her after listening to her.
Lu Qiang asked: "Have you eaten?"
There are many small restaurants outside the door, ordered a few stir-fried dishes, a few bottles of beer. Lu Qiang had a cup in front of him, drinking his own, regardless of her.
Tan Wei had never been alone with him like this, and glanced at him secretly: "Drink less, you still have to work."
Lu Qiang didn't raise his head and filled the cup: "No one is in charge at night."
She was speechless: "Jin Jiner is not big?"
Lu Qiang didn't want to answer. Basically, his head was a sip.
Tan Wei called the boss directly and also asked for an empty glass. He opened a bottle alone and poured half a glass tentatively.
She looked at him: "Are you in a bad mood today?"
Lu Qiang gave a hand and sneered. "Yes, I'm in a bad mood."
"Because of what?" She propped her chin and made a listening gesture: "Something unhappy, you can tell me."
Lu Qiang stuttered: "I can't tell you."
"What can't you say?" She persevered: "Talk about it, because of what?"
"For women."
Tan Wei laughed subconsciously: "...don't joke."
Lu Qiang squinted her: "I'm like a joke?"
Tan Wei was slightly stunned, and then sighed, taking a sip of the wine glass in front of her, showing her brows slightly wrinkled, and then slowly calmed down, drinking all of the glass.
This time it was full, she said half-arbitrarily and half-temperedly: "I can't see it. You, this person, is always gloomy. When you are happy, you have a smiling face. Yes, it’s not reliable at all."
Lu Qiang's wrist hung down, and the tip of the chopsticks rested on the table, raising her eyelids to look at her, and suddenly asked, "Did you see me?"
Tan Wei choked out with a sip of wine and quickly covered his nose and mouth with his hands.
"What are my strengths, tell me...why haven't others found it." When he said this, his face was very helpless.
Tan Wei's cheeks were blushing, "Why did you say this suddenly." Finally, I finally suffocated a sentence: "How can I say this kind of thing clearly... It just feels good."
Lu Qiang felt funny and threw two beans into his mouth: "I feel like I can't eat, I advise you to dismiss it as soon as possible."
Tan Wei frowned at him.
Lu Qiang said: "I have an object."
"…you're lying."
"Laozi has eaten too much salt?" He glanced at her: "Just got it, see how hard you run here. I'm afraid you will waste your time in vain."
Tan Wei squeezed the cup and finally began to believe his words. Suddenly, a woman's figure flashed in her mind-beautiful face, graceful curves, and birdie. The response was very sensitive, and he immediately confirmed what he said.
What Lu Qiang likes should be the type of superb cooking, gentle housekeeping, soft enough and warm enough to give men a sense of belonging and obedience, and these qualities are not difficult to reflect from the woman.
On the other hand, I was completely defeated.
Tan Wei opened his mouth, but found that he had no courage to pursue.
There was nothing to say in the second half, she basically accepted this reality. Lu Qiang stopped drinking, and she started pouring down one by one. He was only responsible for communicating, knowing that Tan Wei was a wise man, and would not be stalking. After drinking this meal, he would wake up and understand.
Lu Qiang had enough to eat and drink, with a toothpick between his teeth. He looked bored and looked around, just like everyone else. This meal deviated from the original intention. I intended to use my wine to sorrow and use the beauty as a companion, but found that my interest was full. Lu Qiang was completely reborn six years ago. He laughed ironically and ordered himself to double his patience as his Use her compensation.
When coming out of the tavern, Tan Wei couldn't walk a straight line. Lu Qiang helped her maintain balance and reached out and pinched her arm to avoid unnecessary physical contact. She didn't know how awake, she moved closer to him intentionally or unintentionally, Lu Qiang relentlessly stopped and kept a distance from her.
I don’t know how many times he repeated his patience and sneered, saying:
Those who drink drunk are all excuses for girls.

The body next to him shook.
Lu Qiang continued: "Even if I get drunk, my head is sober. I absolutely know what I did... I'm not drunk, and I believe you can understand it. What I said today is not teasing you. I now put all my energy on the woman. Body, every day I want to deal with her." Lu Qiang said with his teeth.
"There is no time to deal with you. Those of you who are cautious and want to close as soon as possible, quickly find a good person to marry everywhere," paused for two seconds: "Can you go straight?"
Tan Wei didn't respond and still couldn't walk straight, but he didn't lean on him deliberately.
Stopping a taxi by the road, Lu Qiang tucked her into the back seat, pulled out the ID card from the police uniform jacket, and rushed at the driver: "Trouble sending this policewoman home, the address is," he glanced at his hand ID: "No. 32 Tan Lin Road."
The driver was an uncle. He glanced at him in the interior mirror and nodded with a smile.
Lu Qiang squinted at the windshield through the light, remembered the number, closed the door, and watched the car slowly into the night.

After that night, Lu Yin had a cold without suspense. At first it was still light. She didn't care much, so she swallowed a few cold medicines with hot water.
In the factory, Chen Rui found that she was different from the previous few days. I don’t know if it was the cause of the illness or something else. The faint expression on her face faded and she felt unhappy, always unable to lift her spirits.
Lao Du handed over an order for two people to make a batch of employee clothing for a leisure place in the city. Chen Rui is the head of the product development department, and he is responsible for the business.
There were originally two original designers in the factory, one of whom was on maternity leave, and this person was a stranger in the world. There was no one in the head. Old Du wanted to replace him early, so he took the opportunity to promote Lu Yin, and then gave that person an irrelevant errand. , Or continue or leave, will cause no loss to him.
Coming out of Lao Du's office, the two walked side by side through the corridor. Lu Yin was slightly behind, and Chen Rui turned his head: "Isn't it good to catch a cold?"
"It's almost time," Lu Yin said.
"Remember to rest."
Since the last rainy day, Chen Rui knew her intentions, and although she couldn't let go, she only dared to pay attention to it behind her. He came to the factory for three years. When he saw him for the first time, he was very fond of her, but it was a pity that Lu Yin had a heart at the time, and he didn't see him at all. When he heard the news that the two had broken up, he was in a very conflicted mood, and finally found the courage to pursue her, but was rejected.
Facing Lu Yin, he seemed to have only a wry smile.
"Thank you." Lu Yin turned his head and asked lightly: "...what's laughing?"
"No," he coughed awkwardly: "Then go there as planned, next Thursday, remember to bring more model photos, they want too many types, this time may be more troublesome."
Lu Yin said: "No problem, let me do it."
Talking about a few things about work, the two separated at the door of his office.
Things were done in advance, she came back early, swaying to the door of the community, Lao Li has not left.
A long table stood at the gate of the sentry box. Old Li came to greet him warmly, and Lu Yin stopped. He silently glanced at the back of the long table. There were several residents standing in front of him. What's the problem, I got a hand but didn't even lift my eyelids.
Old Li asked: "Today is so early?"
She smiled: "After work is over, come back early." Lu Yin stood still: "What does that do?"
"We have changed the gas pipeline in our community. This time it has become natural gas, which is more convenient to use." Lao Li pointed to the other side: "Isn't it all registered? If there are few residents in the community, you will not be notified from door to door...you In the past, let Xiaolu record that someone at home needs to change the gas."
Lu Yin bit her lip and paused for a moment before moving in that direction.
The previous person had left. He cast a small shadow in front of him. Lu Qiang lifted his eyelids and faced a pair of clear and bright eyes. Looking up, she could see the extra fleshy feeling on her chin, the skin was translucent by the light, and the ears The profile is close to pale pink.
She opened her mouth and just wanted to say something, but Lu Qiang looked back with a blank expression.
She was dry and heard three words from him: "What is it called?"
Lu Yin breathed slightly, only to see the top of his head, his hands clenched, and he paused for a few seconds: "...Lu Yin."
"telephone number?"
She exhaled softly and reported a string of numbers.
"Where do you live?"
"what?"
He looked up like a stranger: "How many doors?"
Lu Yin's lower lip was bitten without blood, and for a short time, stared at his eyes. She didn't answer. He tickled the corner of his lower lip, lowered his head, and wrote directly in the back column: 11 doors 302.
"When is there someone at home?" Then he looked up and his heart was grabbed. In the original translucent eyes, the water vapor was Yingying, but he had to work hard to open his eyes and screamed restraintly.
Like water, there are tears when you cry. Lu Qiang bit the back molar and dared not ask, writing two words directly to the book.
Looking up again, the whole person was back in the sunshine again, maybe for another second, what impulsive thing he would do, the woman’s tears were too magical, and had the magic power to destroy all strength.
When she cried, the whole world became his fault.
Lu Qiang squinted, she was far away, he stared at the back, unscrupulous look.
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