Detachment Special Duty Squadron, West 2nd District, North Junction.
In the evening, on the playground, the soldiers camouflage uniforms are neat and tidy, military appearance, the red light between heaven and earth shines on their faces, sweating like rain.
Lin Lu Snapdragon was holding a board with one arm, his back was straight, his eyes swept over these straight faces one by one, there was milky sweat on his forehead, he suddenly sank his voice: "Attention!"
Everyone stood straight and erect, not daring to breathe.
"That's enough for today. Dismissed!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and wiped their sweat.
The squad leader led the team to the cafeteria for dinner, and the instructor came running from a distance, ran to stand in front of Lin Lu Snap, saluted, and lowered his hand, saying, "The leader wants you to go to the detachment."
Lin Lu Snap hmmm, removing his gloves and handing them to the instructor, he turned to go to the car and was pulled back by the instructor.
The instructor is a door smart, the other end of the phone over, listening to the tone of the other side, I know that it will be a good thing, and pulled Lin Lu Snapdragon want to mention a few words, although I know that this guy's dog temper never listen to these.
The two went out, down the stairs, the instructor came to his ear, lowered his voice and said, "What the leadership said you should be, to find you a daughter-in-law or not, to give you a title transfer or not, you are not young, the latter thing to grasp, people are thinking of climbing up, you think of charging forward, figure what? Without you, our Special Duty Squadron is still the top soldiers, the red five stars every year! The police are all more courageous than each other, they all follow your nature, in the end, you have to think about yourself!"
The instructor felt that he should have made his words clear enough, but as a result, Lin Luchu only looked at him, said nothing, patted him on the back, and took a few steps down the steps toward the car park.
The instructor looked at his back and let out a long sigh.
Lin Lu Snapdragon just arrived at the detachment, did not rush up to find the leadership, but in the overcrowded hall smoked two cigarettes, squinting to think about life, the back was gently patted, he turned around, fingertips clamped on the cigarette on the side of the mouth did not smoke, a girl wearing a military cap and uniforms straight stood behind him.
Glancing at the visitor, Lin Luchu turned back with his cigarette and exhaled smoke faintly from his mouth.
Lin Mei was not happy, crossed to his front: "Leaders looking for you still do not hurry to go up, left here to smoke a stuffy cigarette?"
Lin Mei is Lin Luchu's cousin.
Back then, the two went to military school together, one graduated into the special service squadron, one graduated into the detachment logistics, civilian. Counting up, Lin Mei's current rank is still one level higher than Lin Luchu.
Lin Luchu snuffed out his cigarette, put on his hat, and told Lin Mei, "Let's go."
"Your dad could have gotten to me the other day!"
Lin Mei shouted at his back, Lin Luchu didn't turn around and struck out.
......
Lin Luchu snapped a report and the man inside looked at him, "Come in."
He went inside and backhanded the door.
"Sit down."
The Commissioner gestured to the chair in front of him.
Lin Lu Snap took off his hat, set it squarely on the table, pulled out his chair and sat down.
The man behind the table was more than forty, less than fifty years old, with a four-sided face, gray hair at the temples, those eyes were especially godly, and said with a smile on his face, "Lu Snapdragon, twenty-nine this year, right?"
"Yes."
The director nodded, and no longer around, get to the point: "You stay in the first line is not so much, I have mentioned with the organization, apply for you to be transferred into the brigade, the examination next month, the written test over on the interview, this period of time to look at the book, do not give me the whole wrong."
"......"
Lin Luzhu didn't say anything.
He was twenty-three years old, graduated from military school into the special services squadron, is also considered one of the few military schools graduated directly into the special services squadron. The special service has a lot of things, the conditions are good, some firefighting equipment has just been flown back, first sent to the special service to practice and then gradually spread to the grass-roots squadrons. The special service system is more strict, usually from the fire squadron to select a few comprehensive quality of strong soldiers into the special service squadron.
Military school graduates are picked unless the leaders are particularly fond of them or they are particularly capable.
Lin Lu Snap is in the category of both.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, the Commissioner pounded on the table, "If you have an idea, mention it!"
Lin Lu Snapdragon can have any idea, to say that he refused to transfer, the director can pick up the ashtray on the table and smash him to death.
There's no such thing as rejection in the military dictionary.
"Yes!"
The director waved his hand, "Take advantage of these days to hand over the hand with the instructor, go to the brigade you have to change this nature, tomorrow's birthday, twenty-nine, should marry a daughter-in-law! Keep your eyes open and look for a man who can take care of his family."
After that, he kicked the person out.
Lin Lu Snap saluted, put on his hat and walked out, but also used to it, every year is that cartwheel back and forth pour.
Not being on duty tonight, he drove straight home from the detachment without changing his clothes.
This city is especially rowdy at night.
The car turned into the neighborhood, parked, and carried the keys upstairs.
As he was pulling out his keys at the door, he smelled a not-so-familiar odor of smoke, and glanced up inadvertently to see a slim black figure standing in the entrance to the fire escape hallway.
Nanchu stood against the wall with a cigarette between her fingertips, the starburst flickering points of light in the darkness, the hallway fogged up by her.
The girl was wearing a low-cut little black dress, her body was fitted and well-proportioned, concave and convex. The white skin was even more delicate in the darkness, the dress was long, just covering her ankles, Lin Luchu narrowed her eyes, there was a mass of black there, a pair of gray single shoes, lining the musculoskeletal bones of the backs of her feet was accentuated.
She's really skinny.
The windows of the building were half open.
A passing wind rushed in, and the black dress was blown up and danced with the wind like a black stream of smoke, bulging onto the wall, more beautiful than a mural.
Nanchu stubbed out her cigarette and walked towards him.
"What brings you here?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon opened the door and asked with little emotion.
"I came to help you with your birthday."
Nanchu stopped beside him, and when the hem of her skirt blew onto his pant leg, Lin Luchu looked down, and on her white, slim ankle was a black moth, fluttering.
Strange tattoos.
Strange woman.
Lin Lu Snapdragon threw the key on the cabinet, and the person changed his slippers and walked in.
Nanchu stood in the doorway, thinking that in the past, he would always change his shoes and throw his keys when he entered.
She followed in, backhanded the door behind her, looked down and couldn't find any extra slippers, then looked up again as the man took off his jacket and went into the bedroom, his army jacket folded and hanging on the couch.
"Any more slippers!" Nanchu shouted inside.
Half the time, a languid, "No," came from inside.
Without even a shoe cover, Nanchu simply took off her shoes and walked in barefoot.
Lin Lu Snapdragon changed his upper body into a white t-shirt, the bottom is still a piece of military pants, wearing slippers, people to the sofa, elbows propped up on the thighs, to touch the coffee table on the cigarette box, took out a, lit, sat on the sofa smoking.
Nanchu looked around and realized that his house as a whole was bigger than before, but he didn't have much stuff, probably because he didn't live there all the time, and it wasn't very popular.
The clock on the wall ticked away.
"You're missing a hostess in this house."
After observing for ten minutes, Nanchu jumped to conclusions.
Lin Lu Snap directly choked, lightly glanced at her, hooked the corner of his mouth, ignored her, turned his head and continued to smoke.
Nanchu walked over and stood in front of him.
The two faced each other, one standing, the other sitting with his legs crossed.
Nanchu's skirt had been fluttering gently, and every now and then it brushed against his instep, tickling it a little.
He glanced down with a cigarette between his fingertips.
The girl stood barefoot, her toes one by one threadbare and slender, like the teeth of a tender root, and the moths at her ankles were more pronounced, as if they were moving with the swinging hem of her skirt.
"What do you think of me?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon looked up just in time to meet her round eyes.
The pupils were darker than ink and watery.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze descending.
Nanchu clasped her hands on her arms and bent over to look at him, the meat in front of her chest squeezed into a pile, the role of the small black dress exuded radiance, and under the white and delicate collarbones was the curvature of the woman's pretty and plump body, which was not at all an attraction with the last time's one-horse race.
Lin Lu Snapdragon thought to himself:
Crap, it's fucking amazing.
The dark night is always a little special, look at the silence outside the window, always feel that the power of men in the invisible is amplified, the woman will appear extra delicate, attracting infinite reverie.
"You go to the door and put your shoes on." Lin Luzhu said.
Look distracted.
Nanchu doesn't move.
Lin Luchuan kicked his slippers to her again, "Put them on."
Nanchu was satisfied to set in, size 43 man's shoes, still with a little warmth.
"You have big feet, like bigger than the average guy." Heartfelt exclamation.
Lin Lu Snapdragon grunted, took a drag on his cigarette, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "You've seen a lot."
"......"
Suddenly, the phone rings, it's Lin Lu Snapdragon's, Nanchu points to his glowing pants pockets, he looks down, his hand is still holding a cigarette, and directly carries her to the side, "You stand here and don't move." Finished staring at the hem of her skirt.
Making sure he wouldn't rub up against him again before fishing for his cell phone in his pants pocket.
That skirt is really rubbing people the wrong way.
The phone had just picked up when someone yelled from inside, "Open the door for me!"
Lin Lu Snapshot subconsciously glanced at her and said to the person on the phone, "Not open."
"......"
"I came to celebrate your birthday!"
Lin Lu Snap frowned, presumably annoyed, "I'm already asleep."
"Do not open not to hang up, hang up and fight desperately, turn off the phone directly hit the door!"
Lin Luchuan cursed, threw his cell phone on the sofa, and went to open the door.
The door opens.
"Happy Birthday! Dang it!"
First a pair of hands came in, carrying two bottles of red wine, and then a chubby head poked in, round as a sourdough.
Fatty saw Nanchu standing in the center of the living room at a glance.
"Crap ！！！！！！！！！！！"
With his bellow, five or six heads poked in together behind him.
Then there was a neatly scratched out pop, "Crap ！！！！！！！！！！！！！"
Lin Lu Snap: "Sick?"
Fatty pointed to Nanchu behind him, and as an afterthought, "No wonder you didn't open the door when I asked you to, you said you were asleep! Are we disturbing you guys?!"
Lin Lu Snapdragon held a cigarette in his mouth and looked askance at him wordlessly.
The fat man walked up to Nanchu and stretched out his big greasy fat hand, "Beauty, my name is Da Liu, I'm Lin Lu Snapdragon's hairdresser."
Before Nanchu could speak, he added, "Why do I see you look a bit familiar."
Nanchu extended her hand as well, "Hello."
Fatty shook it and thought, "Damn that feels good.
The fat man was really enthusiastic, and refused to let go of his hand when he shook it, "I'm sorry, Lu Snapdragon didn't tell us you were there, if we had known you were there, we definitely wouldn't have come to death--"
Lin Luchuan took the cigarette down and kicked him in the ass, "What nonsense!"
Da Liu finally spread his hands and hemmed and hawed, "He's jealous! What a pleasure to see you!"
"......"
"After so many years of being brothers, none of the brothers have ever seen him with a woman! Really!" Da Liu stretched out three fingers, "I swear, he really hasn't had a girlfriend before!"
Nanchu: "Really?"
Da Liu was close to pouring out his heart: "More real than pearls, we all thought he had sexual orientation problems, so that for a while we were afraid to play with him--"
"......"
Before Da Liu could finish speaking, he was carried away by Lin Lu Snapdragon by the neck.
Da Liu was dragged away, his mouth still chattering, "Hey - why do I think she looks a bit familiar."
The brothers headed to the sofa and sat down, lined up in a row, before Lin Luzhu pinched his waist and asked Nanchu, "You go first?"
Dah Liu shouted, "Don't, if you want to leave, it's us who will leave, how can you drive your daughter-in-law away?"
Lin Luchuan blackened his face and glared at Liu, "Shut up."
Nanchu nodded, picked up the bag on the sofa, took off her shoes to Lin Luchu, and headed for the door.
Just push the door open.
There was a sudden tug on his wrist, a coarse warmth.
Nanchu turned back, Lin Luchuan loosened his hand, copied it into his pocket and looked at her, the bottom of his eyes as quiet as a pool, "Why don't you stay, I'll send you back when it's over."