Cannon Fodder's Counterattack [Transmigration Book]

After hanging up the phone, Ran Yichu walked out from the back door of the theater and felt that the sunlight outside was particularly glaring. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and looked up at the sky.

It's clearly autumn, but the sun is still vicious.

Thinking about half a month of inhuman military training in a week, Ran Yichu felt the sun shining on his skin was burning like fire.

But just as he was thinking about some messy things, he heard a faint cry from above.

Ran Yichu still raised his head and slowly turned around, looking for the voice.

When he saw the boy who was chatting with him in the waiting room before sitting on the window on the seventh floor wiping his tears, he immediately closed his pupils and rushed in through the back door.

"Hey, someone here is going to commit suicide... Come here quickly!" Ran Yichu called the police while climbing the stairs frantically.

"Where's the address?" The female police officer on the other side of the phone also raised her vigilance.

"The seventh floor of the theater at Qi University's Conservatory of Music."

"Okay, try to divert the other party's attention, we will send someone over immediately."

Ran Yichu didn't know how long he had been climbing, and he almost climbed over.

He walked out of the safe passage and ran in the long corridor until he saw a figure sitting on the window outside an unlocked storage room.

Worried that the other party would be frightened, Ran Yichu panted at the door for a long time, tried to calm down his emotions, and then walked in cautiously.

"Classmate." Ran Yichu tried his best to show himself a kind smile.

The boy slowly turned his head when he heard someone behind him.

"Do you still recognize me?" Ran Yichu didn't dare to approach him, but kept a distance to talk to him.

"Did you come to see my joke?" The boy wiped away his tears and laughed at himself.

"I'm here to chat with you." Ran Yichu shook his head.

"To delay time?"

"I can understand your current mood very well." Ran Yichu said.

"I heard you playing the piano in the background. You are much better than me. We are not on the same level at all. How can you understand?" The boy's eyes were red, and his face was full of lovelessness.

"No, it's all on the surface. You told me before that you spent two years preparing for this competition and barely had a good night's sleep. I'm actually the same as you, and my pressure is no less than yours Ran Yichu breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "My grandfather is Ran Chuntang in today's judging panel. Since I was a child, countless people have placed expectations on me, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at me. As long as I don't do a little bit well, I will will be looked down upon by others.”

"Ran Yichu", sorry.

The boy stared blankly at Ran Yichu telling his story, and his mood was a little more stable than before.

"What you see today is also what I have worked hard for countless days and nights."

"Yeah, why didn't I get anything after the same hard work?" The boy smiled bitterly, and his body swayed accordingly.

Ran Yichu was so frightened that he was about to go up when he was ordered to stop him.

"Don't come here!" The boy's emotions became agitated again.

"Do you know how terrible death is?" Ran Yichu recalled his car accident.

This is the most painful scene in his memory, but today, he still forces himself to recall it.

"You haven't died before." The boy looked down at his feet.

As long as you take a lifetime leap, you can be completely freed.

"I have died once." Ran Yichu stood beside a table, propping it up with one hand, "It was a very gloomy memory. The blade sliced ​​across his wrist, watching the unstoppable blood flow like a fountain It was gushing out, and I thought I was finally free."

"Why did you commit suicide?" The boy was puzzled.

"I'm so disappointed in myself, just like you now, I always feel that I'm worthless, I'd rather die, and get rid of it sooner." Ran Yichu said, stretched out his left hand, and opened his palm.

On the wrist, a hideous scar was particularly eye-catching.

The boy looked at his scar and was startled, a little unable to imagine that such an outstanding person in front of him would commit suicide.

"When you were sitting on the window, did your family members' faces cross your mind?" Ran Yichu asked.

"Yes..." The boy lowered his eyelids.

"Have you thought about their pain after losing you?" Ran Yichu approached him little by little, "I will cry when I hear the music you played before."

He thought of the scene of Ran Yiyue crying in a wheelchair in the hospital...

"I often lose sleep at night because I miss you."

Waking up from nightmares again and again...

"Even...seeing things and thinking about others."

Tears flowed down my face when I called Aoki Guzi's "Mom"...

"You are lucky." Ran Yichu smiled.

"Lucky?" The boy looked at him in confusion.

"Because you are still living in this world, and you still have so many concerns and so many people who love you." Under the smile, Ran Yichu revealed the scars in his heart little by little, forcing himself to face those painful past events.

The boy didn't know how much Ran Yichu envied him.

"What about you? Didn't you think about this when you committed suicide?" The boy was still puzzled.

"At that time, I was very weak and conceited, and I thought that there was no one who cared about me in this world, so I cut off my artery without hesitation, and when I lay on the cold floor, I began to think about the past. "Ran Yichu looked at him, "But, there is no obstacle that people can't overcome, and suicide is just to escape from one's own cowardice."

"So you regret it." The boy answered the next sentence for him.

"Yes, I regret it. When I woke up, my heart was already strong. There is nothing more terrifying than death. I overcame the fear in my heart and became the me you see today."

Hearing what Ran Yichu said, the boy's eyes hesitated: "Can I... really become stronger?"

"Well, you can." Ran Yichu looked at him firmly.

Originally thought that if he took another step forward, he would be able to hug the boy tightly to prevent him from committing suicide, but at a critical moment, a series of sirens alarmed him.

"Ah..." The boy was frightened, and his body fell straight out.

"Be careful!" Ran Yichu's complexion suddenly changed, he rushed over reflexively, and desperately grabbed the boy's hand.

"I don't want to die..." The boy hung in the air, looking up at Ran Yichu who was blushing, tearing up.

"You try to find something to step on with your feet." Ran Yichu's hands were almost dislocated.

The number of people gathered below gradually increased. Those who took pictures, those who took videos, and those who didn't know the truth, all sweated for them.

Soon police cars and ambulances came one after another, spreading the crowd while placing inflatable cushions on the ground.

"Do you believe in yourself?" Ran Yichu asked.

"I don't know." The boy cried and shook his head.

"This experience will be a transformation for you. From now on, you no longer have to be afraid of death, let alone the eyes of others, just be yourself. You will succeed only if you are confident enough." Ran Yichu continued to disperse His attention, convincing his inner fear.

"Can I be your friend?" the boy asked.

"Of course!" Ran Yichu looked at him with a smile.

While they were talking, the police also caught up.

The relieved Ran Yichu sat down on the ground as if he had been released.

"Thank you." One of the policemen handed him a bottle of water.

Ran Yichu tried to pick up the bottle of water with trembling hands, but the bottle slipped from his palm and fell directly to the ground.

"Can you still stand up?" The policeman unscrewed the cap of the bottle for him and fed the water to his mouth.

"Where's that boy?" Ran Yichu looked around in a daze.

"It's been sent to an ambulance."

"I want to take a break." Ran Yichu drooped his shoulders weakly, and fell on the policeman's body.

"I'll take him to the hospital." The policeman handed the water to his colleague, picked up Ran Yichu and walked out, bumping into Old Man Ran who was on crutches and Shen Yanqiao who was accompanying him.

"How is Yichu?" Old Man Ran looked nervously at the pale Ran Yichu in the arms of the policeman.

"The condition is not very good, we need to send him to the hospital for examination." The police said.

"You child, how can you be so stupid?" Old Man Ran looked at Ran Yichu distressedly.

"Grandpa, I'm fine..." Ran Yichu smiled weakly.

"You're still laughing, if something happens to you today, how will I explain to your parents?"

"It's important to send him to the hospital first." The policeman didn't stay long, and walked towards the stairs with Ran Yichu in his arms.

The ambulance outside hadn't left yet, when Ran Yichu got in, the boy was there.

"Are you okay?" Ran Yichu couldn't help asking worriedly seeing him in a trance.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." The boy apologized to him very remorsefully.

"Live well in the future."

The boy nodded, and then stared at Ran Yichu's hand with some regret.

He hoped that Ran Yichu's hands were not injured because of saving him, after all, they were a pair of genius hands, hands of a height that he could not touch.

Along the way, the two were checked by doctors and nurses in turn, and they didn't exchange a word.

After going to the hospital, because of Mr. Ran's repeated emphasis, the doctor did not dare to neglect Ran Yichu's various physical examinations. After confirming that there was no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"When encountering such a thing in the future, don't do it alone, but seek help first." Mr. Ran worriedly doing ideological work for Ran Yichu.

"it is good."

"I wanted to talk to you a lot, but you are tired today, so take a good rest." Old Master Ran instructed.

"I see." Ran Yichu nodded obediently.

"The outside media and reporters have all been dismissed by my police, let Yanqiao take you back."

Ran Yichu didn't refuse either.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Shen Yanqiao, who had been by Mr. Ran's side all this time, opened his mouth.

"Wait for me." Ran Yichu said and walked upstairs.

He saw the boy sitting alone on the bench in the long corridor, so he walked over: "Is the family still here?"

"They're on their way." The boy returned him.

"My name is Ran Yichu, what about you?"

"Zhou Shengsheng."

"Then let's exchange numbers." Ran Yichu said and took out his mobile phone.

"Why are you willing to be friends with someone like me?" Zhou Shengsheng didn't understand.

"I just want to be your friend, there is no reason."

The author has something to say: writing this chapter, I can suddenly feel the pain of Ran Yichu

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