He came with great glory

Chapter 170 You Are Alone

Qian Zheng didn't speak, but raised his chin in Shen Liguang's direction.

Wu Xiaowu looked over and saw that he was holding the phone with his finger, and the cigarette with the other hand, puffing out the clouds, and the smell of smoke was all around him.

There have been too many bad things happening one after another recently, the situation was really dangerous just now, almost...

Thinking about it is horrifying.

If the boss saw his girlfriend die in front of him, he might really not be a firefighter anymore.

Wu Xiaowu and Qian Zheng were silent at the same time, and they signaled silently, and went upstairs.

Shen Liguang took a puff of the cigarette, held it in his hand, raised his head and exhaled slowly.

The moonlight and starlight tonight are also beautiful, and the autumn night wind is blowing, and the depression in Shen Liguang's heart is slowly dissipating.

I'm glad, I'm glad it's okay.

Fu's house was brightly lit.

Fu Mingchuan walked back and forth in the bedroom and couldn't sleep. When he entered the door tenderly, he saw that his face was pale, and suddenly he seemed to be old.

"Yingying was quite frightened. The big eyes used to be so aura. Just now, the eyes were so straight that it made people feel distressed." With a warm sigh, knowing that Fu Mingchuan was still afraid, she comforted softly, "Fortunately, it's okay, it's a good thing to be okay .”

"I'm just scared, you don't know, that woman is so vicious, she hung Yingying on the sixth floor, sharpened the rope with scissors, and smeared lubricating fluid on Yingying's hands. What you need is the rope, not your hands, or the consequences..."

"Isn't this killing people?"

Nodding tenderly, he patted Fu Mingchuan on the back lightly: "we will not let go of any of the responsibilities that should be followed, what procedures should be followed, and the responsibilities that should be pursued."

Fu Mingchuan nodded and went to bed: "That's the only way."

"Okay, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Things are changing outside.

There was no dream last night, Fu Ying slept soundly, woke up almost noon, stared at the ceiling for a while, went to touch the phone to send a text message to Shen Liguang, only to remember that the phone was lost last night.

She sat up from the bed and took a while to change clothes, wash and go out.

When he was about to go downstairs, he met Wen Tian, ​​who happened to come out of the room.

Wen Tian looked at her, unnaturally concerned: "Are you okay?"

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

"It's fine."

Mama Wu and Aunt Wen were working on lunch in the kitchen.

Fu Mingchuan saw her and waved at her: "Yingying."

It was only now that Fu Mingchuan was truly relieved. He pulled Fu Ying and looked at her wrist.

After Shen Liguang finished taking the medicine last night, he wrapped it in gauze, recalling the bloody flesh, Fu Mingchuan sighed deeply.

"I scared Dad to death last night, almost... Dad thought..."

Fu Mingchuan's eyes turned red as he spoke.

Fu Ying felt uncomfortable, she had never seen Fu Mingchuan jealous before, and it was hard to imagine a person who was over fifty years old crying, but thinking about it made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Dad, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that I was quite scared at the time."

Fu Ying still remembers the feeling of her body suddenly losing its center of gravity and hanging in the air. That kind of strong desire to survive made her very afraid of death.

Her hands were bound and her mouth was sealed. At first, her legs kicked wildly in fright. Gradually, she found that she struggled and the knot loosened a little. Later, she became stiff and did not dare to move.

The kind of fear that makes you look directly at death is like tearing your heart.

Now that I think about it for a while, I am afraid, and my spine is chilled.

Fu Mingchuan looked at her, feeling depressed.

This girl seemed to have changed a lot after the fire, as if she had changed into a different person. She was sensible, obedient, and very considerate.

"Father must pursue this matter."

Fu Ying nodded.

Murder, she knew, was a sin, and the woman faced years in prison.

But she is not a saint and will not pity that woman.

"It's lucky that nothing happened." Fu Yan was bombarding Jincan with his mobile phone. After sending more than 100 messages in a row, he found a red exclamation mark and he was blocked.

Fu Yan couldn't help cursing in his heart, and glanced at Fu Ying: "If you survive a catastrophe, there will be future blessings."

Fu Mingchuan nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, there must be future blessings if you survive a catastrophe, and there must be future blessings. This time, I have to thank Li Guang again. I will call him home for dinner another day."

Fu Yan tried to add Jincan's WeChat, but was rejected by a round of rejection. He threw away his phone and said lazily, "What kind of meal are you treating me to? Just give my daughter to him. If you don't repeat it again and again, Li Guang How many times have you saved Fu Ying? Let me say get married directly."

Fu Ying lowered her head, her face flushed slightly.

Fu Mingchuan sighed, feeling that everything must be God's will.

"Okay, don't mention what happened yesterday, it's scary, as long as you have nothing to do, let's eat, what about Jinyun and Tiantian?"

"Upstairs, I'll call."

In the past, there were four people in the family, together with Wu Ma.

Sometimes there are two people when eating, and sometimes three people. Now there are more people, and a long table is almost full. There are more people eating, and the house is also lively.

Xia Jinyun has too many taboos during pregnancy. Taking care of pregnant women at home is basically what pregnant women can eat.

The family is harmonious, eating and talking together. Fu Ying thinks this kind of life is very good.

In the afternoon, she kept wanting to call Shen Liguang, but she didn't have her mobile phone with her. It happened that they all went to work in the afternoon, and only she and Wen Tian were at home. She borrowed the mobile phone from Wen Tian and called him.

It rang for a while before it was connected.

"Hey?"

The other party seemed to have not slept all night, his tone was tired and exhausted, and his voice was hoarse.

Fu Ying glanced back at Wen Tian, ​​walked to the yard, and talked to him.

"Brother, it's me."

"Brother has hurt you."

"Do not blame you."

Fu Ying took a deep breath, and wanted to ask him if he was afraid of death. At such a critical juncture, without any protective measures on her body, she leaned out and held her tightly.

Afraid of getting that answer, she didn't ask.

Will she die?She comes from another world, maybe if she falls from the sixth floor, she will return to where she should be.

There was silence on the phone, Fu Ying raised her eyes to look at the sky, the sun was a bit dazzling, she called him softly: "Brother."

"I'm here." He replied.

With just two words, Fu Ying couldn't express the feeling in her heart.

Very reassuring.

"You look so handsome when you fly, just like a general."

Shen Liguang: "If you are the princess, I will be the general."

Yes.

She was a little princess before she came here.

Unfortunately not now.

"If I'm not a princess, what are you?"

"Fu Ying's boyfriend, future husband." The man paused, then said with a smile, "Who said you are not a princess, you are, my princess alone."

"Then you are my general alone."

"Well, it's yours, yours alone."

With a slight smile in his tone, he touched people's heartstrings.

Fu Ying guessed that he must have seen his diary, which contained a paragraph like this: He is a hero, not my hero alone, he is a general, not my general alone.

(End of this chapter)