He came with great glory

Chapter 135 She's Distressed
Although there was a Band-Aid on the strawberry seal, Fu Ying was still afraid of being discovered by others, so she kept her hands next to her neck to cover up.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Lishan saw her, she asked, "What happened to your neck? Is it broken?"

Fu Ying lowered her head: "Yes."

Lin Lishan had a smirk on her face: "I thought I was kissed by some man."

Fu Ying lowered her head and held the pen with her fingers, looking surprisingly calm.

A class in a university takes a long time, and there are not too many people in the classroom, sitting sparsely.

Lin Lishan sighed in her ear: "Tomorrow is Qixi Festival."

"Miss your Shengchen?"

"Yes." Lin Lishan looked like a resentful woman who had been left out at home.

"Little goodbye is better than a newlywed."

"Then I also want to be together every day."

Lin Lishan sighed again and did not speak again.

During Fu Ying's class, Shen Liguang led the police to the scene of the fire.

A shop was on fire with a three-year-old child inside.

Fu Ying seldom saw him with her own eyes, the way he rushed into the sea of ​​flames regardless of his own safety.

Even if he rescued herself from the sea of ​​fire, at that time she was in a daze due to severe hypoxia, and she only knew that the person holding her was a hero.

At the end of the last elective class, Fu Ying wanted to find Shen Liguang, but Lin Lishan dragged her to deliver a courier.

Then at night, Lin Lishan said that she was lonely, so she took her around the roadside on a bicycle.

The weather is very hot at night in summer, no matter how fast the speed of the bicycle is, the wind blowing in front of you will be hot.

The car was driving fast on the tree-lined road, and cicadas were screaming on the dense branches.

Crossing an intersection is the burning shop.

Shen Liguang couldn't tell it was him in the heat-resistant suit at all, and Fu Ying was only sure when he heard his voice.

His voice was calm and serious: "There are flammable and explosive materials inside, so don't come in with me, and attack outside with three water guns."

After saying this, he entered the scene of the fire.

"Every time I see a firefighter, I feel so handsome."

Lin Lishan's voice brought back Fu Ying's thoughts, she nodded blankly: "Yeah."

"Don't go?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "You go home first, I want to watch for a while."

She had to see that that person came out safely.

"Okay, then I have to go home, my mother just sent me a message."

Fu Ying nodded.

She waved goodbye to Lin Lishan as if nothing had happened, then turned around and looked at the burning shop.

There were more and more people watching the fire scene. Fu Ying was short and couldn't see what was going on inside.

It was only after more than ten minutes that the crowd cheered, and Fu Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

The child was taken to the hospital, the parents thanked him a lot, and the firefighters only said: "It should be done."

Shen Liguang washed his face behind the fire truck. The water passed over his skin and flowed down the bridge of his nose, and the burning sensation was relieved.

The crowd dispersed, and several of his colleagues were packing up their equipment. Fu Ying hesitated for a moment, but walked over: "Brother."

Shen Liguang paused while washing his face, looked up at her, and wiped his face casually with his hands.

Just as he was about to speak, the little girl plunged into his arms, holding him tightly with both hands.

After many years, she still hasn't grown taller.

She was as tall as his heart, and he could put his chin on her head when he lowered his head slightly.

"Girlfriend? Xiao Shen?"

someone asked.

An older, middle-aged man.

Shen Liguang held the hood in one hand, gently stroked Fu Ying's hair with the other, and replied to the man, "Yes, girlfriend."

The man joked: "My girlfriend feels distressed."

Shen Liguang smiled lowly, and looked down at the person in his arms: "Many people are watching."

"Brother, are you going back to the apartment at night?"

"Can't go back, change shift tomorrow morning." Shen Liguang, "Go home by yourself, don't wander around at night."

He spoke like he was telling a child.

"Xiao Shen, your girlfriend looks so small."

Sometimes, when someone asked Shen Liguang such a question, he didn't know how to answer it.

He was almost thirty, and he was looking for a little girl who had just grown up.

Sometimes it's hard to tell.

When he hesitated, the girl said: "I'm big, but I'm short."

Shen Liguang looked at her with warmth in his heart.

No matter how the girl's tone sounded, it was all towards him.

"go home."

Fu Ying nodded: "I, I'll go back right away."

He watched Fu Ying get into the car, and Fu Ying watched his figure get farther and farther until he couldn't see him anymore.

The driver master smiled and asked, "Boyfriend."

Fu Ying nodded, and admitted generously: "Yes, boyfriend."

"Being a firefighter boyfriend must be very safe."

Fu Ying nodded: "Yes."

Being with Shen Liguang really feels safe.

Fu Ying felt that she was slowly becoming dependent on him, and this dependence was a bit scary.

When he got home, Fu Mingchuan saw that she was unhappy, and knew who it was probably for.

Thinking she was being bullied by Shen Liguang, she knocked on the door and entered the room.

"What happened to Yingying?"

Fu Ying looked at him, hesitated to speak.

On the one hand, she was worried about Shen Liguang going out to the police every time, and on the other hand, she was worried about having a secret relationship with him.

This is a good opportunity to speak out. Fu Mingchuan has just obtained a certificate with his warm aunt, and he has been in a good mood these two days.

Fu Ying moved her mouth and made up her mind: "Dad, let me tell you something."

Fu Mingchuan nodded: "Speak, Dad, listen."

Fu Ying took a slow breath: "I, I'm in love."

Fu Mingchuan nodded, expressionless.

Fu Ying paused, it was difficult to see his words and expressions when he was expressionless.

"Yes, it's Brother Li Guang, I, I'm with him."

In the bedroom, the air froze for a moment.

After a while, Fu Mingchuan nodded: "Just as long as you like it."

Fu Ying felt surprised: "You don't mind if he is so much older than me?"

Fu Mingchuan shook his head: "What's the use of my mind? If you like him, even if I disagree, don't you like him? You're ready to elope."

Fu Ying scratched her head, suddenly embarrassed: "Dad, you, how do you know?"

"Li Guang told me."

Fu Ying: "..."

"He, why would he tell you this?"

Fu Mingchuan: "You are my daughter. I don't know if you have something on your mind? I knew about the fact that you like Shen Liguang two years ago, but you were still young at that time, and I never made it clear. I thought you were just old Little, on a whim, I didn't expect you to persist for so long."

Fu Ying blushed: "Dad, you, how did you know?"

"Diary." Fu Mingchuan said immediately, "Dad didn't read it on purpose. Once you had a high fever and held a diary in your hand. I was about to put the notebook on the table, but I saw the words Shen Liguang. Just took a look."

Fu Ying was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and slip in.

Fu Mingchuan had discovered her little thoughts that had been secretly hidden for several years.

She secretly fell in love with him, and she thought she hid it very well. Now I am afraid that only the eldest brother in the whole family does not know.

　What I write is getting more and more outrageous.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)