He came with great glory

Chapter 107 Give Him a Gift
During the long vacation in October, Fu Ying stayed at home.

He was busy at that time.

Fu Ying felt as if she was alone in the empty room.

Obviously they are in the same place, but when he is busy, it seems that they are separated from each other, and sometimes they can't see each other for half a month.

Fu Ying lived a fulfilling and chaotic life during this short holiday, thinking about men every day.

I didn't want to be together before, but now I am together, I still want to, Fu Ying sighed, she should understand his work.

This holiday she also witnessed her eldest brother's marriage proposal.

She was busy with her work that day, feeling as if she had been proposed.

After setting up the scene, preparing the balloons, and tricking Xia Jinyun out, she watched her elder brother kneel down on one knee. When Xia Jinyun said I promised you, Fu Ying knew that she was torturing herself.

Seeing them happily embracing each other made her feel sore.

Fu Ying lowered her head and clicked on his WeChat. The message she sent to him has not been answered for three hours.

"Fu Ying, do you have a secret?"

Fu Yan suddenly poked his head over and startled her.

Fu Ying was nervous: "How can I, little brother, can you make some noise by walking?"

"It's not that I don't move when I walk, it's that you are too fascinated by watching."

"just looking around."

"Fu Ying, you're a bit weird, are you with brother Li Guang?"

"I..." Fu Ying suddenly stopped lying, and nodded subconsciously, "Don't tell me, if you find out about Dad, you will definitely not agree to me being with him."

"Don't say yes, give me money."

Fu Yan spread his hands, with an ugly face.

Fu Ying was reluctant: "I really have no money. I only found out about my brother's birthday not long ago, and it's almost here. I want to buy him a gift."

"Do you know what Brother Li Guang likes?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "No, I don't know,"

Fu Yan: "Give me the money. I'm a man. Men know men best. I'll buy you a gift, and you can give it to others when the time comes."

Fu Ying looked skeptical: "Are you trustworthy?"

"I can't be trusted? Fu Ying, are you a white-eyed wolf? Who assisted you back then?"

"Can you really believe it?" Fu Ying was dubious.

Fu Yan patted his chest: "Don't worry, I promise to make your relationship with Brother Li Guang go further."

Fu Ying really couldn't think of what gift to give him.

She transferred the money to Fu Yan.

"Brother, don't lie to me."

Fu Yan swore: "Don't worry."

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Shen Liguang didn't bring his mobile phone with him. When you returned to the team's dormitory, he went to check his mobile phone. Fu Ying sent three or four WeChat messages.

He replied immediately, and then stared at the phone silently, extremely quiet.

He never thought that falling in love would be such a torment. Sometimes, when he couldn't see each other for several days, the girl would only send him moderate messages on WeChat, never disturbing him.

Shen Liguang picked up the phone, glanced at Qian Zheng and the others who were chattering, walked to the window, and couldn't help but dial the phone.

At night, in the dead of night, with the dim moonlight and the shadows of the trees dancing, Fu Ying slept soundly, had a sweet dream, and was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.

She frowned, didn't open her eyes, felt for the phone in a daze, and connected it by feeling.

"Ok?"

Shen Liguang was leaning against the window and smoking a cigarette. As soon as the phone was connected, the girl felt sleepy and let out a groan.

His eyes sank, his Adam's apple rolled, the girl didn't know how alluring she was like this.

"Did it disturb you to sleep?"

Hearing the man's deep and slow voice, Fu Ying rubbed her eyes, sat up from the bed, looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

"Why is brother still up so late?"

"On duty."

"You're back?" Fu Ying was very pleasantly surprised, and wanted to tell him about giving him a birthday present, and then held back, wanting to surprise him.

"Huh? I'm free tomorrow." Shen Liguang paused, suddenly feeling a little tired, "I kind of miss you."

Fu Ying completely lost her sleepiness, and the corner of her mouth curled up.

Can't stop upturning.

She is ashamed.

The phone suddenly fell silent, and Fu Ying was about to speak when she heard him calling her name in a low voice: "Yingying."

The two words are very pleasant to his mouth.

Fu Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she responded, "Huh?"

Shen Liguang took a drag on his cigarette and asked her, "Why didn't you call me?"

Fu Ying paused, lowered her head and grabbed the quilt: "I know you're very busy, and I'm afraid I'll disturb you by calling."

"I don't want you to be cute and sensible."

"Well, I see."

Fu Ying felt her throat was a little dry, and was thinking about what to say, when the alarm bell rang loudly, and he immediately hung up the phone, Fu Ying was stunned, and heard a busy tone.

She murmured: safe, then went back to sleep with her mobile phone in her arms.

When Shen Liguang entered the flames, Fu Ying started a new round of sweet dreams.

In the dream, her general entered the fire scene without fear and rescued the victims one by one.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were deep, and the moment he appeared, he gave people a sense of security.

When you see him, you see hope.

When Fu Ying woke up, she felt that the phone call last night was a dream. After looking through the call records, the first one was him.

Fu Ying changed the note to Guang.

Then went to WeChat to send him a good morning.

"Fu Ying, come out."

Fu Ying was still staring at the phone in a daze, when Fu Yan knocked on the door roughly and called her.

Fu Ying quickly got up from the bed and went to open the door.

"Gift." Fu Yan laughed like a fool.

Fu Ying was suspicious, and weighed it in her hand. It was light and weighed nothing, "Brother, are you sure there is something in it?"

"Yes, it's just a little lighter."

Fu Ying shook her hand, there was indeed something inside.

It's just too light, Fu Ying was curious, and was about to take it apart to have a look, but was stopped by Fu Yan.

"Don't look at it, my little brother will never lie to you. Think about my assists back then. When did I cheat you?"

Fu Ying thought about it, but she really didn't cheat her.

After class was over that day, Fu Ying sent Shen Liguang a WeChat message, and then separated from Lin Lishan at the school gate.

As night fell, the shop in front was noisy, and there was a strong smell of smoke, and the temperature was getting higher and higher as it approached.

Someone screamed: "Rescued, rescued!"

Fu Ying looked into the crowd, the man ran out of the fire with a woman in his arms.

He wasn't working, and he didn't have any protective measures. He might just pass by by chance, and his professional instincts made him rush in to save people.

Fu Ying stood in the crowd, watching his hand dripping with blood, eye-catching.

He didn't seem to feel any pain at all, so he comforted the frightened crowd, and went to explain the situation to the firefighters who arrived.

Someone in the crowd reminded him that he was bleeding, so he took the tissue with a calm face and wiped the blood casually.

The firefighters were working, but Fu Ying resisted and did not go over.

He also waited until the fire was extinguished before preparing to leave, looking at the direction, he was going to the school by himself.

"Brother." Fu Ying called to stop him.

Shen Liguang turned around, looked at her and smiled: "Well, I'm still planning to go to your school."

Fu Ying walked over, took his hand, frowned: "Your hand."

"It's okay,"

Fu Ying lowered her head, looked at the deep and long wound and did not speak.

She hopes that her brother can cherish herself.

(End of this chapter)