He came with great glory

Chapter 160 His Heart Knot, Healing Slowly

Fu Ying looked straight at him, her eyes turned red: "You lied to me."

Her voice was rustling and soft, and she spoke with a slight cry.

She approached the man, put her arms around his waist, and smelled the strong smell of smoke on his body.

He was smoking, but the smell of smoke on his body had never been so strong. Fu Ying rubbed her face against him.

The girl put her arms around him, and he felt warm in his heart, and looked down at her.

"That's not good?"

Fu Ying froze for a moment, not understanding.

"My father and my younger brother." He glanced at the tombstone and introduced to her.

Fu Ying let go of him silently, and there were two bunches of flowers in front of the tombstone, wet and tender.

But she was empty-handed, hurried on the road, and didn't even bring a bouquet of flowers to the cemetery.

"I came in a hurry."

"Next time, next time I will clean up better, and you dress up better and come to see my father and younger brother."

Fu Ying nodded obediently.

"It's going to rain heavily, come back."

His voice sounded low and hoarse, he grabbed her hand and walked out of the cemetery.

The entire cemetery is quiet, and the sound of drizzling rain can also be heard.

He said "sorry".

Fu Ying shook her head: "It's okay."

Back at the apartment, he smelled the faint scent of Fu Ying's body, and then himself.

Recently, I have been sloppy, and the smell of alcohol and smoke mixed with my body is terrible.

Just like that, the little girl didn't dislike him just now, she didn't dislike him even when she hugged him and smelled him.

"You sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll take a shower."

Fu Ying nodded, and obediently sat on the sofa and waited for him.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom, Shen Liguang frowned as he stared at his decadent self in the mirror, then began to shave and wash.

After Fu Ying waited for a while, he came out of the bathroom.

Wearing a dark two-piece pajamas, with a shaved chin, and long hair, covering his eyes, he was a little disgusted. He pushed it all back, exposing his forehead, and he was clean and cheerful.

Those eyes were deep, and what Fu Ying liked most was the mole at the end of his eye, which made him look tender.

In fact, Shen Liguang's first impression of her was that he was cold and a little ruffian.

In the words of Lin Lishan who often reads novels, it is the ascetic style.

But he's not quite.

I have seen many appearances in him. He can be a cold and ruffian big brother, a serious firefighter, or her jealous and rascal boyfriend.

That night he was as depressed as a child, hugging her to find warmth.

That's another side of him.

Very fragile, very childish.

The little girl burrowed into his arms, her soft body pressed against him tightly.

Shen Liguang looked down at her.

"Very proactive."

Fu Ying blushed, smelled the smell of soap on his body, and whispered, "No."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I just think my brother smells good, smell it."

After taking a shower, there is no smell of smoke on my body, but a faint smell of soap.

"Did you dislike me just now?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "No."

"Really?"

"Really." Fu Ying sat in his arms, holding him tightly with her small hands, "I will never dislike my brother, never will."

Forever again.

The word forever is too beautiful to believe.

But what the girl told him was forever, and he believed it all.

Shen Liguang played with her little hand and put his chin on her neck.

"I've thought a lot about it recently, and I'm really reluctant to suddenly decide to leave the fire brigade."

Fu Ying blinked her brown eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "If you can't bear it, just keep doing it."

"Ok?"

Fu Ying sighed: "When I fell in love with my brother secretly, I felt that you had a girlfriend. I felt that my heart was about to die of pain. I pretended in the diary, and then silently decided to give up on you."

"At that time, it was cloudy and self-contradictory. I said to give up, but I still liked it in my heart. Then I couldn't bear to give up, so I continued to secretly like my brother. I persisted until I grew up, and then..."

Fu Ying held his big hand instead, clasped his fingers tightly, raised it up, looked at Shen Liguang, her eyes brightened: "Then, we are together. Just like you are a firefighter, you are reluctant to leave, just keep doing it." , Those who are in danger and want to survive are waiting for you to save, no one has failed, my brother has been a firefighter for so long, and his heart should be very strong."

Shen Liguang buried herself in her neck, and said in a low voice, "I'm not strong in my heart at all. If I had been brave and stubborn at the beginning, and blocked my father in order to show myself, I wouldn't have wasted more than ten seconds. Ten seconds in the nick of time would be A human life."

"If I hadn't wasted time, I would have been obedient, and my father and brother would not have died. When I woke up in the hospital and saw my mother sitting in the corridor crying, I felt, I was a sinner, I killed them .”

Fu Ying fell silent.

She didn't know how she could comfort him.

In fact, this is his own heart knot, which cannot be comforted by others, but can only be healed.

Fu Ying once read an article on the same incident on the Internet. It said that a female student was repeatedly kissed, molested, and touched by the teacher. She complained to the school to no avail, and finally went to the court to sue because there was no evidence. He committed suicide by jumping off a building.

She was rescued by a 19-year-old firefighter, about their age.

Similarly, the girl broke free from the firefighter's hand, and then fell down the building.

The fireman sat on the side of the road and cried for a long time. He couldn't forgive himself, blamed himself, and thought that if he grabbed her and pulled her up quickly, she would not die.

In just ten seconds, a person died and it took a lifetime to heal.

The same goes for Shen Liguang, Fu Ying thinks it's not that he is not a cowardly person, let alone a person with extremely poor psychological quality.

He was just touched by the father and son to the place in his heart that he least wanted to be touched. Even when she asked, he didn't go into details. Then he met the girl who jumped off the building, and he didn't want to be a firefighter.

Fu Ying quietly let him bury his face in her neck.

"Firefly."

"Ah."

"Stay with me tonight."

Fu Ying nodded: "Okay."

At night, the moonlight came in, and the white moonlight fell all over the place.

Fu Ying got into the man's arms after taking a shower. He closed his eyes, drowsy, and his body was hot.

Fu Ying frowned, and raised her hand to touch his forehead, it was very hot.

Fu Ying broke free from her arms: "Brother, do you have a fever?"

"fine."

She wanted to go out to buy medicine, but his hand held her waist firmly, not letting go.

Fu Ying coaxed him: "Brother, I'm going out to buy antipyretics."

"Don't go."

He pulled her hard into his arms, and pressed her against his hot body.

Fu Ying felt uncomfortably hot from his body temperature and began to sweat.

She raised her hand, touched his lips, leaned close to kiss him, and coaxed him patiently: "Brother, let go, I'll go out to buy medicine for you, and I'll be back in a while, very soon."

He slowly opened his eyes, and approached the depths of his pupils by the moonlight.

　I started to get confused. I think I wrote 40 to [-] words, which is not suitable for reading. Reading is suitable for long novels.My style of writing, mainly writing campus daily essays, where is it suitable.

　　Also, this book will end at the end of this month, and I missed an omni channel. Hey, I have been autistic for a long time.

　　
　
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