The two boats fell in love [entertainment]

The rain in early autumn is chilling.

The green and yellow sycamore leaves are constantly washed down by the rain, and the ruin and withering are so real.

In front of the building of the inpatient department, under the cover of a blossoming umbrella, there are all kinds of beings gathered, chatting all over the place:

"You are so young, why can't you think about it? How sad her parents should be."

"Is it because I have a terminal illness and have no money for treatment?"

"If you don't have money to treat, you will go home and commit suicide. If you commit suicide in the hospital, it's good to be rescued. If you can't be rescued, the hospital will have to pay. Look, it's no wonder her family doesn't make trouble."

"It's a human thing to say. Human girls are like that. There must be difficulties. There is really no way."

"Should I dance or not? If I don't, I'll go back and watch TV."

"Which brat, get out!"

……

360 five days a year, people commit suicide every day.

Nothing surprising.

Qiao Jin suddenly felt palpitations, but it happened in this hospital, it happened to be a woman, and he happened to bump into it.Too much of a coincidence to be no longer a coincidence.

Apparently, he was not the only one who thought so. Many Qian's teeth chattered: "Could it be...she?"

Qiao Jin rushed into the building and boarded the elevator to the top floor. Unsurprisingly, the entrance to the rooftop was guarded by the police, and no one else was allowed to wait.

There are also reporters, who desperately want to go to the rooftop to get exclusive news, but they are all blocked.

There was a faint cry, and they should still be negotiating.

Qiao Jin took a breath and said to the policeman, "I'm Yao Hui's friend, and I want to talk to her."

The reporter's camera immediately pointed at him, and then someone recognized him: "You are Wei Lun?!"

The policeman was startled when he heard the name: "Wei Lun?"

Qiao Jin took off his mask, his eyes were serious: "It's me."

"you……"

The top floor was dim, and the spotlights kept flashing. Qiao Jin suddenly jumped forward with all his strength. The two policemen couldn't react and rushed over to him.

"Hey!!!"

Qiao Jin climbed up to the roof in three steps at a time, turned the doorknob, and was instantly drenched by the heavy rain.

On the rooftop, the long-haired girl in a blue hospital gown was covered in water, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears.She stood outside the railing, and as soon as she let go of her hand, she would fall like a kite with a broken string.

Life and death are all in her mind.

Two female police officers, one male police officer, and her parents either persuaded or begged.Poor parents all over the world, this couple was crying so much that they almost knelt down to their daughter, begging her not to be overwhelmed and not to leave them behind.

Qiao Jin's appearance seemed to break a certain balance, like a ray of light came in.

The human voice paused, and the rain poured down.

Everyone looked at him with expressions of surprise or dullness.

Yao Hui stared wide-eyed at the young man in the rain, and for a moment forgot to cry, forget the pain, or even where she was, just looked at Qiao Jin without blinking, and murmured in disbelief: "... Wei Lun ?”

The guarding police followed closely in panic, fearing that Qiao Jin's appearance would cause irreparable consequences, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Qiao Jin took two steps forward and stopped again, he was also afraid of irritating the girl.

"Yao Hui, you come down first." He said.

"Is that really you? Waylon?"

"it's me."

As soon as the words were finished, Yao Hui's mother rushed up to him and slapped him!

"You are the culprit! It is you who killed my daughter! It is you!!"

"Mom!" Yao Hui hissed, "Don't hit him!"

Yao Hui's mother immediately stopped, and said to her daughter with choked sobs: "Okay, I won't beat him, mom will listen to you, and you will listen to mom, okay? Come down."

With burning cheeks, Qiao Jin said softly to the girl who was on the verge of losing control, "I'm fine. Can you come down first?"

Yao Hui was shaken for a moment, then shook her head, her wet hair was stuck together, as black as thick ink, making her face pale as paper: "I don't..."

Her mother cried and asked: "Xiaohui, what are you going to do to get down? It's too high up there, if you jump down, Mom will go with you too!"

"Mom...don't do this..." Yao Hui's voice was hoarse.

"Mom doesn't want to, but how can mom live without you?"

Her father also said in a sad voice: "No matter what difficulties there are, the three of us will face them together. If you jump, you will be done, but leaving me and your mother will live in regret for the rest of your life."

"Xiaohui, I beg you, mom, will you survive?"

Family love is interpreted to the extreme in the face of death.The two policewomen both had sore noses, and tried to appease and persuade them repeatedly.

Qiao Jin took two steps forward cautiously, the rain kept falling down his cheeks, he looked at the precarious girl in front of him, his gaze was briefly blank, as if he saw another figure... a soul that had long since disappeared.

"If you jump down, you will lose everything." He said in a deep voice, "Except for your close relatives and friends, everyone will forget you. Relatives and enemies are quick, are you really willing to be like this?"

Yao Hui burst into tears and shook her head: "I can't help it... I can't help it..."

"There is a way!" Qiao Jin stretched out his hand to her, and approached a little bit, "I'm here to help you. Trust me."

How can a victim trust a person who "hurt" him?

Yao Hui's parents were all in a daze, and the police were also stunned, but a scene that they couldn't believe happened happened.

Yao Hui looked at Qiao Jin with an unprecedentedly moved expression. Her admiration, guilt, and sadness finally gathered into a small beam of light. Although it was in danger, it still existed.

As long as someone pulls her again, she can come back from the abyss of despair.

"... Wei Lun, are you really Wei Lun?" she asked.

"I am." Qiao Jin told her, "I won't hurt you, I'm here to help you, Yao Hui."

He is willing to be the one who pulls her.

"Give me your hand, will you?"

To live is to have hope.This is the most simple truth. Some people go astray, some get into the horns of the bull, and blind their eyes for a while, but as long as there is a stone to help them break through the barriers, they can see the world outside their hearts. There is so much hope.

They need such a meager hope to support them through the most difficult adversity.

Yao Hui saw such hope in the young man in front of him, and he was willing to share it with her.

She really, really wants to.

Who wants to die if they can live.

So, she slowly stretched out her hand, and she was about to touch it...

At this moment, the reporter broke through the defense line and came in. No matter what happened, they just raised their cameras and took pictures.

Wei Wu and a lot of money followed closely behind, but they didn't go any further. In this case, they couldn't create accidents.

But the accident has happened.

When Yao Hui saw so many reporters taking pictures of her, she was stunned and then her emotions fluctuated violently. Her pupils lost focus for a while, and she suddenly withdrew her hand, grasping the railing vaguely, which made people feel nervous.

The policemen's expressions changed in surprise, and they raised their arms to block and drive away the reporters. However, the reporters at this time were undoubtedly beasts that had caught their prey. How could they let go so easily?

"Yao Hui, may I ask why you committed suicide?"

"Is it true that you were raped|raped by Wei Lun?"

"He's right in front of you now, don't you have anything to say to him?"

The world is getting more and more prosperous, but people's hearts are getting more and more indifferent.In a desperate situation, it is a fatal blow to meet someone who is not so kind.

Yao Hui looked at this group of people in panic, this group of scourges was forced to the edge of the abyss again.

"Stop taking pictures! Stop asking!!!" Yao Hui's mother wailed to the reporter.

But how could they let go of such good news material.

Sometimes, life, especially the life of the people at the bottom, is really despised in the eyes of the media.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and Qiao Jin felt cold all over his body. He said to the girl who was on the verge of collapse in front of him, "Yao Hui, don't listen, don't look, you don't live for them. Give me your hand."

His voice was soft but firm, making one want to believe it.

However, Yao Hui shook her head, she wept sadly, said softly "I'm sorry" to Qiao Jin, and jumped down!

In an instant, there were exclamations one after another!

Mother Yao fainted from fright.

At the critical moment, Qiao Jin didn't even have time to think, so he instinctively rushed forward!

It was an all-out fight, a race against death, his speed had never been so fast, and his figure was like lightning.

After everyone reacted, he had already overturned half of his body on the railing, his waist was bent, his arms, neck, and forehead were bulging, and the rain was washing his back. Every drop was an added weight.

Are you stuck?

"Hold it!!!" The policeman gave an inspiring cry.

The reporters immediately rushed over with cameras and cameras, their footsteps were chaotic, and the figures were blurred. Wei Wu shouted eagerly: "Ah Lun!"

But in the next second, the railings squeaked due to years of disrepair, the rust flowed down with the rain, and the roots suddenly broke!

Qiao Jin was caught off guard and fell down! !

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Who knows who, mixed with the sound of rain, shrill and shrill.

Wei Wu screamed: "Allen!!!"

Time seems to be elongated, and death is close at hand.Qiao Jin didn't feel fear or panic. In fact, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know how to face the situation in front of him.

Are you going to die?

There was a question in his heart, and then his heart trembled instinctively, his muscles twitched, and his eyes turned black—the brain raced against time to send him a self-help message to get rid of the burden!Let go! !

But he didn't, he gritted his teeth and overcame his survival instinct, holding Yao Hui's hand tightly all the time.

Even if you die, you can't let go!

- Plop flop! ! !

Three police officers went forward and hugged Qiao Jin's waist, legs and feet, and caught up!

But the situation in front of him is still very dangerous, and he cannot act rashly.

Wei Wu was drenched and nearly fainted. She staggered a step, supported her with a lot of money, and comforted her with a trembling voice: "Wei Lun didn't fall."

"Quick, go grab it!"

A few reporters finally found out with conscience, and left their equipment to help.

It's still raining and they're not dead.

Yao Hui is like a kite hanging in the air, with the sky above and the earth below.

There are crowds of people on the ground, and umbrellas bloom like flowers. They are all living beings.

There was rain and clouds in the sky, and there was a young man who was like a god, holding her tightly, tightly, never giving up, never letting go.

The god of death touched her ankle, but he pulled her back from the god of death.

She raised her head against the rain, looked at the young man in front of her, and at her sore wrist from being caught.It was scratched somewhere, and a line of blood snaked along the young man's arm and flowed to her wrist, with a slight warmth.

This temperature warmed her.

She looked at him absent-mindedly, and heard his soft but firm voice from between his teeth: "Alive."

Her eyes finally passed through the boundless rain, and saw his expression clearly.

So sad, like dying once.