The Road Home

Lu Yanchen had a special status and his exit report was not approved.

Over there, Qin Xiaonan's mother managed to let go, and promised to take the train to Erlianhaote, but she still made an appointment. Gui Xiao was useless to persuade him on the phone, but she was like Qin Xiaonan's mother, making her and Lu Yanchen very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, in the end, the captain of the brigade brazenly asked for a "special event and special office" and opened a new account book for Qin Xiaonan at the army station. The head of the household account is Qin Xiaonan himself, the brown-red leather account is thin, and the name of such a child is opened.

The wind hits duckweed.

Before entering Beijing, Gui Xiao called Meng Xiaoshan on the phone.

Qin Xiaonan fell asleep and didn't want to go back anymore. The two ate something casually and went directly to Gui Xiao's home.

Lu Yanchen had something to do in the past two days, and had an appointment with Meng Xiaoshan every two days to pick up Qin Xiaonan, and by the way packed up and took the child over to study here. As for himself ... he told her calmly that the marriage had to be closed, because the two had not taken any protective measures from the beginning, and the sooner the better.

But first, we need to solve two problems.

And tonight, go home first.

This is Lu Yanchen's first visit to her.

Gui Xiao's home is a small duplex. The ground floor is the kitchen living room, large study, guest room, toilet and kitchen. There are two rooms on the top floor. There is a bedroom with a toilet. There is a small study originally. Qin Xiaonan came to his bedroom.

The layout is not big, and the win is in a good location. When the small boss came to see him, he wanted to buy it at a price higher than the market. Gui Xiao didn't agree with her life and death. This is the house where she used to care for the elderly.

"Go sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll pour you water."

Guixiao went to open the sluice, and the returning person was gone.

Several duffel bags were opened in the living room, and there was a rush of water in the bathroom. She followed the sound.

Lu Yanchen didn't know how to find her commonly used laundry tub, turned on the faucet and mixed the laundry liquid, the tap water was running down the palm of his hand to the bottom of the tub, and a stream of foam poured from the basin, and his feet were piled with clothes. , Did not return his head: "Pick and choose, how do I wash?" Gui Xiaoba pulled, throwing the dry cleaning to the corner first, and then went to see the rest.

Machine wash jeans and non-squeamish clothes ... "Well, I'll do it myself."

These are some underwear and **** that are inconvenient to wash in his army ...

Lu Yan nodded in the morning: "Will wash?"

...... Nonsense, of course, will it be OK since childhood? "Ok."

Lu Yanchen didn't say anything, put those underwear in soak: "Teach me to use a washing machine."

Gui Xiao heard, and started to tell him about the general usage, she will only have the simplest function. Some are not complicated, and there is not much use, so I am vague.

"What about the manual?"

"... Find it tomorrow."

Lu Yanchen stared at her for a while, and smiled helplessly.

The habits he has developed over the years must be thoroughly eaten and rotten, and I can't wait for it to be broken into pieces and then reassemble it to be comfortable. But she can't be expected to find it, look at the model, you should find the manual online.

So what Lu Yanchen did in the first two hours of her first night when she arrived at her house was: work.

From washing clothes, to cleaning the furniture in each room, mopping the floor, washing everything in the kitchen ...

Whatever he did, he followed and followed, watching, chatting, and couldn't help but say: "Let it go, Auntie will come to clean next week." Lu Yanchen didn't hear it, and he boiled boiling water. Rinse all the towel stuff.

Not afraid of being hot, the detective picked it up from the hot water and twisted it with his hand: "Go, hang it."

One after another hangs the towel back.

When she returned, she saw the stove in the kitchen, and Lu Yanchen held her hands on the edge of the marble table to cook a pot of fresh water.

There was a light dripping down from his head, and a flare in front of him.

Special secular atmosphere.

Gui Xiao came closer, looking at the water that was about to boil.

This was the case when she was a child, she stunned every time he worked, and murmured with guilt from time to time, little guilt, and then continued to work with him. Haidong also joked about this, saying that the auntie was born to be a blessed life, he didn't feel anything, as long as he was willing to get used to it, one pot with one lid was doomed.

But he wouldn't be happy to switch to someone else.

Huo Miaozi licked the bottom of the pot and warmed the back of her hand: "How do you know my house so well?"

He gave a perfunctory answer: "Guess."

He saw that her hand was too close to the fire and was afraid to hit her. He brought her hand and rubbed it in the palm of his left hand. The right hand carelessly pinched the edge of the glass mouth of the transparent glass, turning slightly.

Wait for the water to boil.

Gui Xiao's hands were red and hot by his rubbing, and the temperature between the two kept rising, like a gunpowder twister, and the spitting splash of Mars along the way burned down and burned into his heart. The light above her head was obscured. When he touched her lips, she held her breath, her heart beat so hard, and the unconscious person became soft and leaned on him.

When people are intimacy when they are tired, they have the illusion of being trapped by a sleepy beast. They only feel warm and warm. The bottom of their heart seems to be melted away, and they are slowly expanding. I'll talk to you in a while. "

She said "Oh" softly.

Lu Yanchen saw her dissatisfaction, turned on the range hood, lit a cigarette and smoked it. The noise filled the ears and the water rolled up. Without delay, he threw the dishes and chopsticks into the cleaned pot.

He took the pot, bit her cigarette and tilted her, and said vaguely, "Go, don't splash on you."

Gui Xiao was finally blasted away. He returned to the room and changed his pyjamas. He took out a blanket and looked at the computer on the sofa. I couldn't carry the car all day long, the eyelids were fighting, and I was tired. He fell asleep without waiting.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, he was embraced across a blanket, the room was dark, and he turned off the light.

Lu Yanchen touched her feet exposed outside the blanket, and touched, cool: "Go to bed?"

He wrapped her hands around her feet and rubbed them lightly. The palm that had been soaked with hot water all night was extremely soft and warm, and it was rare to be so rough. She had small feet, he had long fingers, and there was no problem surrounding them, but after all, there was a gap to let the wind through, and he simply put her feet in his arms and continued to warm. Gui Xiao moved his feet and stomped under him--

Dodging away stupidly, woke up for three minutes: "... the neck is awful to sleep," the cervical spine was not good. After sleeping for a while, my head couldn't be lifted up. "

Lu Yanchen stared at her for a moment.

"I have two options for work now. One is to take money and leave, plus the savings for so many years, I can definitely make up all the bills, and I still have a wedding, and there is no problem to open an auto repair shop," he said slowly. Slowly, "There is still a way to work directly, there is not so much money to take, you have to wait for me two more years before you can settle the bill, and then do the wedding."

After speaking, he paused for a while before continuing to say: "This job is stable, but there will be risks. Teach people to dismantle bombs, and there will be on-site support," he said carefully and briefly, "if necessary."

This hypothesis means: Too critical situations must be played by people like them who have experienced hundreds of battles.

"It's too wasteful for you to repair the car." Gui Xiao was thinking seriously, how to say.

He ate in the canteen of his army that day and everyone was drinking. She was very familiar and did not bother. Instead, she heard Gao Hai talk about a lot of what they usually do. Their road teams are proficient in British, Mongolian, and Russian. Those squadrons are all sea, land, and air amphibious operations. They will also dismantle bombs, draw drawings, and paint portraits. Such people have hot blood and loyalty to the motherland.

If you cool his blood and take away his heart, it is not him.

"You have to let me do this. I don't think so. My mental quality is not good. The college entrance examination was frightened. The brain was left blank for half an hour in the first exam ... But you do it. I have no opinion. The breakup is different from this time. At that time, the situation was special and young. I ca n’t stand the thought that you may not come back for a few years or ten years. Do n’t blame me ... "

"No wonder."

there has never been.

The pain is there, but I haven't blame it.

Gui Xiao held him tired for a while, and found that it was good to sleep on the sofa. Lu Yanchen brought a tea cup and gave her a sip of water. She savored this taste and thought: very good, he was not anti-terrorist at all, he was engaged in criminal investigation, and even so many jars of tea were left with what kind of tea, all clear: "How do you think of making tea Anymore? "

"thirst."

Actually, she was looking for a drink from the refrigerator from the time she came back. She hadn't drank hot water and specially made her.

"You like to drink Pu'er," Gui Xiao said, his throat moistened with warm water. "I'll go get some more tomorrow."

Lu Yanchen laughed. She was very happy to feed her with water. In the matter of business, she understood each other's meaning without any further delay. She pinched her chin and kissed her. Pu'er's aroma was stirred in her mouth and on her lips. He has learned the truth from practice, and now he can understand why every time a family member goes to the team, whenever he opens the door of those people, he can always run into a pair who suddenly gets tired of being in bed—

The scorching breath exhaled was right next to her ear.

He lifted the blanket open, and the spikes on the edge of the blanket scratched his neck and said: "... sleepy."

Lu Yanchen smiled suddenly and put her hand on her belt: "I don't want to?"

...

Gui Xiao, who still has a thought, is so annoying, his heart beats seven or eight, and he responds incoherently: "Think, think ..."

...

Waking up again, she was sleeping on the sofa wrapped in the quilt on her bed. Last night, he tossed hard, letting Lu Chen not move himself again and again, and the two of them slept on the sofa and slept all night. Armed up, looked up and disappeared.

The wrapped dumplings are on the table, raw, and a note is pressed. By the way, the vinegar and chilli sauce are also set. Gui Xiao remembers that the chilli sauce in her house is long gone, and it is estimated that he bought it now.

The words on the paper are simple: go to check in and come back at night. Lu Chen.

Lu Yanchen's past words are familiar to her. Now looking at the paper again, it looks like someone else's hand. Most of the people who have been soldiers practice calligraphy. Many places have such a culture. The hard-bodied writing boards are estimated to have changed over the past ten years. Subtle, everything has changed.

But the word "Lu Chen" is real.