Walking Through Fire for You

Nan Chu really led Su Zhan away without looking back.

Shen Mu put his hands in his pockets, stood in place, glanced sideways at the figure, shook his head and left.

Nanchu knocked on the door and went in.

The host is sitting on the po table with his eyes closed and sitting, the sandalwood in the room is quiet, burning a green candle.

The two greeted slightly, "host."

The host opened his eyes and glanced at them, his eyes fell on Nan Chu, and he waved: "Are you free to come over today?"

Nanchu walked over and nodded, "Come and listen to meditation." Pointing to Su Zhan behind him, "This is my friend, Su Zhan. Come and listen to meditation together."

The host nodded, "Okay, how are you doing?"

An opening statement without exception.

Nanchu carefully recalled this time and smiled lightly: "Eat, sleep, and drink."

The host looked at Su Zhan again, handed the futon, "Sit down."

Nanchu glanced at Su Zhan and said to the person on the Pu case: "Host, there is something about my friend, you can solve it."

The host glanced at her diagonally, "Oh? What's the matter?"

"Is the adversity in Buddhism caused by karma?" Su Zhan didn't twist.

Host: "Adverse fate, violation fate, evil fate, these three types, evil fate is the result of karma. Adverse fate, violation fate, although it looks unsatisfactory on the face, it actually appears in the practice of Buddhism. And destiny is the great blessing of practice, what? Girl, do you cultivate Buddha?"

Su Zhan smiled bitterly, "No, it's a friend of mine."

The host Hui Ruo Mingxin nodded clearly: "You are both. Adversity and destiny can be resolved, but evil destiny cannot be resolved."

About Mo chatted for a while.

Presided over the retreat, Nanchu took Su Zhan to listen to meditation. When he was eating fast at noon, he met Shen Mu again in the hall. The string of black beads in his hand was very obvious.

Nanchu made a meal, pushed it in front of Su Zhan, and laughed in a low voice: "The Zhaifan here is not something you can eat if you want."

Su Zhan thanked in a low voice, picked up chopsticks and ate.

The two talked in a low voice.

Su Zhan asked while picking up rice, and asked flatly: "Really don't plan to find him?"

Nanchu dialed two grains of rice, knocked on the side of the bowl, and smiled bitterly: "Calm down."

They all need to be calm.

After all, the memory of that night was not so good.

"Why doesn't he come to you?"

Nan Chu put a sip in his mouth, "Jan, I sometimes feel that I think his peaceful life is better than I want to be with him."

Su Zhan understood, "Yes."

The smile at the corner of Nanchu’s mouth became more bitter: “On the team that day, I saw a girl confessing to him, working on the stock exchange, with a monthly salary of 10,000 to 20,000, and she was willing to give up work for him and come to Beixun. I thought at that time. , Why can't I give up my career as an actor for him? Am I greedy for vanity or enjoy the fame and fortune brought by this circle too much?"

Su Zhan: "I know you are not."

"Perhaps he is more suitable for that kind of life, rather than a person like me who can make headlines by just saying a few words. If you open your relationship again, because of me, he may be followed by paparazzi all day long. He is very casual. Humans are not gentlemen, and occasionally swear words, in case the media makes such a big fuss...but I am not reconciled."

Why not reconciled.

Not reconciled to him being with any other woman.

Su Zhan sighed, empathizing: "Yes, I am not reconciled."

Not willing to let go.

Not reconciled to drag him down.

"Let's eat."

When Nanchu looked up again, there was a figure on the opposite side of Shen Mu. If it wasn't that the figure was too petite, she almost thought it was that figure.

Thinking about it and finding it impossible, he has never believed this.

It's just that the dress is too similar.

A dark black jacket with a hat buttoned on his head and slightly hooked on his back. The figure is too petite, and he sits there.

Shen Mu was probably disturbed, staring at the opposite person with an unhappy expression.

The man seemed to ignore him. He lowered his head and ate the rice in the bowl. He also caught a vegetarian chicken on his plate, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it as if he was deliberately angry.

Shen Muguo was really mad, "pop--" she put his chopsticks away, and was about to say a few words of sarcasm, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Nan Chu staring at him, he also looked over, and Nan Chu smiled generously at him.

Think of his brother who is suffering.

Annoyed him again.

...

After the New Year's Eve holiday, the last scene was filmed, and Nanyue Tathagata took Nanchu to eat.

To the ground.

The boy at the door welcomed them up, "Zou Zou has been waiting upstairs."

Nanchu had an epiphany, "Mom, who else?"

Nan Yueru pulled her upstairs, "Zou Shihua, the boss of Huatian Entertainment."

Of course there is also his son, Zou Miao, a 28-year-old producer.

And now upstairs.

Zou Miao: "You mean early Southern?"

Zou Shihua nodded and took a cigarette: "Her mother has been with my old friend. I saw a play with her a year ago. It's okay. Her mother mentioned it to me. I can't push it, so I just have a meal. , If you don’t like it, come back and talk with you."

Zou Miao smiled and said half-jokingly: "You can be a good man, you are a good guy, and I will treat you as a bad guy? I like that girl, if you really can make it, I will marry you home at the end of the year?"

Who doesn't like that appearance at the beginning of Nanchu.

Zou Shihua didn't have any comments, "Okay, your boss is no longer young, or you can just go ahead and discuss the marriage directly later."

"Okay!"

Nan Chu followed Nan Yueru into the box, and the four of them were polite.

Nanchu just got off the scene and didn't have time to go back to change clothes. She was wearing a long down jacket. Just in the car, Nan Yueru forced her to wear a long skirt with the sweater inside, so the scenery she took off was still very impressive. .

But in the beginning of the South, he wrapped a down jacket with a cold face.

The opposite Zou Miao stared at her with a playful smile, "Aren't you taking off your coat?"

Southern Chu: "It's not hot, thank you."

Zou Miao has been a little skinny since he was a child. The rich second-generation in his circle have a bit of virtue as a dude, and they like to sing the opposite. If you ignore me, I will make you.

Nanchu's was too cold, which made Zou Miao feel that this was playing a trick with him.

So, after Nanchu finished saying the word not hot, he quietly hid the remote control of the air conditioner behind his back and adjusted the temperature to the highest.

The temperature inside the house is getting higher and higher.

Even Zou Shihua, who was always afraid of the cold on weekdays, couldn't help taking off a coat, "Why is it so hot suddenly?"

Zou Miao smirked: "I don't know, maybe the heating is broken?"

Zou Shihua ignored him and found that Nan Chu was still wearing a down jacket, and asked with concern: "Aren't you hot? Why don't you take off your jacket? Don't wait until you get a cold."

Nan Yueru glanced at Nan Chu, "Take it off."

If Nanchu knew that it was a blind date, she wouldn't wear that little dress in the car if she was killed. She didn't care about anything. She also wore clothes that were bolder than this, but she had a sense of being cheated and humiliated.

She stood up abruptly, "I'm going out to get a breath."

Zou Shihua didn't know, so he kindly said, "Eat first."

Nanchu politely bowed, "I will go to the toilet and be disaccompanyed."

In the next second, Zou Miao also stood up and followed out, "I will go too."

The two smiled knowingly, and Zou Shihua joked: "It seems that my son likes your daughter a lot."

Nanchu went out and walked to the other side. Zou Miao stuck in her pocket and shouted, "Hey, where are you going? The toilet is here!"

No one cares.

Nanchu came to the smoking area and pulled off the zipper of the down jacket with a stamina. The little tuxedo inside was a v-neck, hooking a curve that seemed like nothing.

She leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette case from her pocket, held it in her mouth, lowered her head to light it, and let out a long breath.

Through the diffused smoke, she saw Zou Miao coming from the front, so she kept her eyes open.

Zou Miao put her pocket in and stood beside her, slowly moved her gaze down, fell on her chest, blew a whistle, raised an eyebrow and said, "What's the matter with me? Just refuse to take it off?"

Nan Chu leaned against the wall, with a cigarette in one hand, his face was cold, "Go away."

Zou Miao smiled.

He leaned on the wall with one hand, hunched his back, lowered his head, and looked at her carefully, "You are a sweet **** shows, why are you so fierce in private?"

"You think I have schizophrenia." Nan Chu said blankly.

Zou Miao laughed: "It just so happens that I'm also going crazy. We can make a living together, so don't go screaming at others."

Zou Miao loves to play and has countless ex-girlfriends.

Nanchu knew that he was probably joking here, but he didn't expect that this person was really crazy.

...

On this day, just after the end of the year, Shen Mu’s charity organized a special topic on fire protection. Nanchu participated as a representative of the star fire protection team, and even Zou Miao was invited.

Zou Miao owns a foundation and loves philanthropy on weekdays. He has a cooperative relationship with Shen Mu. Although he has heard about it since childhood, the two are not very familiar with each other. When I saw Nan Chu sitting in the dressing room with Zou Miao chatting, he turned his head and asked the assistant beside him, "Has Lu Xiao come?"

"On the way, not yet."

At the end of the event, there was a lecture on fire protection knowledge. Just when Lin Luxiao was on annual leave, he called people over.

When I saw this scene, I took out my mobile phone and dialed the other party.

Lin Luxiao just stopped the car over there, pulled down the handbrake, and picked it up: "Here."

Shen Mu: "Are you at the door?"

Lin Luxiao pushed the door and got out of the car, leaning on the door and calling, "Well, at the door."

Shen Mu: "...OK, you wait at the door, don't come in yet."

It was sunny in winter, and the golden sun was shining down and it was warm.

Lin Luxiao leaned on the car and smiled lazily, "Hang up."

There were a lot of girls coming and going on the scene. Such a handsome guy leaning on the car door as a human car model couldn't help but look more. Lin Luxiao stood bored, lowering his head and smashing the cigarette **** on the ground with his toes.

Suddenly, a truck drove in ahead.

Lin Luxiao squinted his eyes, and there was a carriage full of colorful flowers in the back. As for the kind of flowers, he really couldn't recognize them.

In a blink of an eye, Shen Mu had already reached his side and noticed the truck. Suddenly he thought of the person in it, and said unbelievably, "You bought it?"

Lin Luxiao sneered, as if he heard a joke, "Is it sick, why should I buy this?"

Shen Mu curled his lips and grinned.

Hey--

Silly boy, someone is sobbing your wife.