Xueba, wake up

After the crying, the third floor was dead silent, and everyone looked at her nervously.

A few policemen and firefighters came up from the sixth floor, moving forward slowly behind He Zhonghe and Yansheng.

"Brother, I don't want to study anymore, and I don't want to stay in school anymore, where should I go..." Liu Yulin murmured while sobbing, looking at the flashing police lights downstairs and the people in police uniforms looking up at her.

Liu Tuan's voice was trembling, and he was on the verge of collapse: "Yu Lin, come down, you can tell brother about the school affairs, you are not forced, you can go wherever you want when you come down."

"How disgusting I am..." Liu Yulin murmured, but her brother couldn't hear him, "I can't be tolerated anywhere..."

While He Zhonghe was staring at her, a column of incandescent lights suddenly came from downstairs.

Firefighters gesturing.

There were people jumping anxiously at the windows of the south building and the north building, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

He Zhonghe glanced at the position of the airbag.

Persuasion is often useless to stop the suicide victim, but as long as some emotional fluctuations cause her to withdraw a little bit from the horns, even if it is only for a few seconds, the rescuer will have a chance to drag her back from the brink of death.Take effort, find the time.

When the two rushed over to throw Liu Yulin from the window at the same time, everyone present was relieved, and there was a commotion at the window.

The firemen behind him also rushed over.

However, at this moment, Yan Sheng suddenly paused and his right hand loosened.

He Zhonghe saw the blood on his forearm slowly seeping through his cuff, while Liu Yulin was holding a paper cutting blade, his fingertips trembling and pale.

At the moment when his right hand felt pain and loosened, Liu Yulin suddenly turned over and kicked, and swung the hand holding the blade vigorously, with astonishing strength.

A firefighter jumped at her and grabbed her arm before she could get up, but was also thrown away with a knife.

The glass window a few meters away was smashed, and there was a "bang", splashing all over the ground.

Liu Yulin jumped down.

And all this happened in just a few seconds.

The wind blew in through the shattered glass walls, kicking up dust with the broken glass.

Waves of screams sounded from the North and South Buildings, and many people turned their heads and covered their eyes.

At that moment He Zhonghe was in a trance, with an unacceptable sense of strangeness.

A person who was still talking to his relatives last second, who was struggling and thrashing, jumped down from such a high place.

It's in his school, on the third floor of Huitan No. [-] Middle School.

Under the gaze and camera of the students at the same level, he fell on the road he passed every morning.

When he walked to the window and was about to look down, Yan Sheng grabbed his arm.

He Zhonghe turned his head and stared at him blankly, then turned back and lowered his gaze.

Stretchers, blood, motionless people and flashing police lights.

Suddenly his legs became weak and his head became dizzy.

Yan Sheng supported him from behind, pressed his forehead and leaned his head on his shoulder: "Don't look at it."

He Zhonghe shook his head lightly: "Dizzy..."

The firefighter still had blood on his hands, said something to the intercom, and then walked down: "Your classmate has been sent to the hospital. Wipe off the airbag to cushion it, and it can save you."

He Zhonghe leaned against Yansheng for a while, then slowly squatted down.

I was too nervous just now, my heart rate soared to [-] without my noticing, I was panting badly, lack of oxygen, the back of my head was throbbing and throbbing like a blood clot.

"Are you going to the hospital?" Yan Sheng watched his expression slowly relax.

He Zhonghe waved his hands, propped his forehead and closed his eyes.

When the sound of the police siren and the sound of the ambulance faded away, the people by the window gradually dispersed, and He Zhonghe's suffocation overwhelmed by the sense of strangeness subsided a little.

I don't know how long it took, but his heart rate finally stabilized, and he stood up.

The surroundings are quiet, only the wind whistles between the empty and broken bridges.

"It's all gone, it's okay." Yan Sheng said softly, "The plank road is not stable, go out first."

When the two walked back to the corridor on the sixth floor in silence, He Zhonghe took a deep breath and let it out again.

"Fortunately, I found this place." Yan Sheng also heaved a sigh of relief, his voice was full of exhaustion after tension.

He Zhonghe's mind was still flashing the scene of a stalemate in a panic one second, and the plank road was empty in the next second, and he felt lingering fear.

"Secret base..." He frowned, remembering Liu Yulin's words just now, "She said the cat is in the secret base."

"Go and ask when she is rescued and her condition is stable." Yan Sheng squeezed He Zhonghe's shoulder.

When he reached the iron gate on the sixth floor, He Zhonghe suddenly walked to the corner window, took a few deep breaths, and then turned back to the depths of the corridor.

"Smell it." He Zhonghe called Yansheng over, "I've been smelling the smell of rats on the plank road just now, so I can't smell it when I enter the corridor on the sixth floor."

In this way, take a breath of fresh air and then go back, you can smell a faint fishy smell.

He Zhonghe remembered the smell from her pockets when she stopped Liu Yulin just now. He had smelled it in the pile of desks and chairs on the sixth floor during the sports meeting.

He paused, then quickened his pace and ran towards the pile of tables and chairs between the plank road and the corridor.

The fishy smell is getting stronger.

Among the ashes and debris of flying insects, there were two tables facing each other diagonally, with a small gap in the middle of the table hole.

As soon as He Zhonghe squatted down, the fishy smell emanating from the table hole made him retch.

Pulling the table, I can feel that there is something inside, which is heavier than the empty table.

On the other table was a pile of stools, chairs, shriveled basketballs, and old clothes, and the table could only be moved by pulling hard.

With luck, when he pulled the table and chair for the third time, he heard something rustle inside.

"Yan Sheng!" He Zhonghe suddenly raised his head, "It seems that there is something inside!"

Yan Sheng quickly turned on the flashlight, and the two moved the table away with great difficulty.

When the light shone into the table hole, illuminating the dusty mass inside, He Zhonghe almost stopped breathing.

"Fuck." He stretched out his hand a little flustered and unbelievable, and poked inside. When he touched the warm skinny fur, a hoarse and weak cry came from the table hole.

The things inside seemed reluctant to be touched by others, so He Zhonghe took a long time to pull it out with both hands.

A thin, deformed cat covered in plaster, with cobwebs and dead bugs in its whiskers.

Before He Zhonghe could hold it firmly, the cat suddenly barked and kicked, baring its fangs.

Yan Sheng quickly turned off the harsh flashlight, and shone the soft screen light on it back and forth.

When he saw that the tip of his tail was a little bald, He Zhonghe was about to jump up, and looked at Yansheng excitedly: "It's Huhu!"

Yan Sheng quickly took the cat from He Zhonghe, and now the cat was frightened into a stress response, scratching at anyone who touched it.Yan Sheng checked it, and found that it was not injured, so he took off his coat and wrapped it up, and ran down the stairs quickly.

From a tiny little one the size of a palm to a very fat lump, Yan Sheng looked at it with horror in his eyes, his fur couldn't even get smooth, his body was dehydrated and deformed, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable.

When I arrived at the pet hospital, the uncle who operated on Hu Hu last year was dozing off behind the counter.

"Uncle!" As soon as He Zhonghe entered the store, he ran over and patted the counter, "Save the cat, save the cat, save the cat!"

"Hey, hey, here we are, where are we..." The uncle was startled, got up and put on his glasses sleepily.

"If someone catches him, he doesn't know what happened. There is no external injury on his body." Yan Sheng handed Hu Hu over.

"It's dehydrated, this is... ouch, it scratched me, I was scared." The uncle took it into the room, turned on the operating light to check it, and took a picture of it, "There is a slight fracture in the hind leg, just fix it. It's okay, just get an injection later, dehydration is serious."

The cats must have eaten a lot of dead old mice these days, so they had to be dewormed.

After the injection, I checked it again, and cleaned it with dry cleaning foam. Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong. The main thing is to keep it at home and not be scared anymore.

"Thank you," Yan Sheng said to the uncle before leaving, "You also saved it once when it was a child."

"Really." The uncle smiled, "I'll be optimistic this time, don't let it see me again."

The two of them got into the car and returned home exhausted. He Zhonghe felt that today's day was more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

In such a hurry, he even forgot that Yan Sheng still had injuries on his hands.

After he got home and put Huhu down, it rushed to the top of the partition, and no one paid attention to it. Yansheng raised the food bowl for him, and He Zhonghe took his arm.

There was a bruise on the forearm, not deep, but there was a lot of blood.

"It was cut with a small knife. You have to have a tetanus, right?" He Zhonghe dragged him to the bathroom to wash the wound.

"I had my ears sewed and beaten last year, and I'm still in the protection period." Yan Sheng said.

After disinfection, they wrapped it with gauze, and now the two of them are covered in plaster and their clothes are all torn.

"Take a bath." He Zhonghe went to turn on the water heater. His little heart, which has experienced strong winds and waves, needs clean hot water and steam to soothe.

After both of them cleaned up, they felt that the chaotic day had completely calmed down. They couldn't explain why, but their bodies were sore and their brains hurt.

Fortunately the cat was still alive.

This was something He Zhonghe didn't expect, and of course he didn't expect that the girl was the one who let the cat and the mouse go.

Although the cat's stress response did not recognize people for the time being, but looking at the orange ball on the partition, He Zhonghe felt that his tight heart was slowly being flattened.

He vented his energy, leaned his head heavily on Yansheng's shoulder, and then pressed Yansheng's head on his own, and the two leaned together quietly for a while.

After going through such a thing together, we are full of emotions, and it is all in words.

The shiitake mushroom sauce in the kitchen was a bit dry, and the smell was still wafting in the room. The two of them left in a hurry and forgot to turn off the range hood.

"It feels like this day has been stretched infinitely." He Zhonghe stood by the kitchen with a cup in his hand, took a few sips of water, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems like a week has passed, today is still January [-]st, right?"

"Yes." Yan Shengyang reached out to Hu Hu on the sofa, although Hu Hu didn't like him, "And it's only the afternoon of January [-]st."

"What a wonderful beginning of the new year." He Zhonghe sighed again.

Yan Sheng bolted all the windows in the house, walked to He Zhonghe's side, and pinched the back of his neck.

The two of them just stood at the door of the kitchen, staring at the pot of dried shiitake mushrooms in a daze.

"Tell me, if we didn't hold her down at that time, would she have been persuaded to come down after a few words?" He Zhonghe whispered.

"Why do you want to do this?" Yan Sheng said, "Not every time she wants to walk into the sea or jump off a building, someone can hold her down. From the very beginning, she never gave up on this thought, even if you didn't go up, She will not be persuaded to come down, it will be a matter of a while."

"Hmm." He Zhonghe looked down at the water in the glass, "Is she mentally ill? I just checked, and the medicines she mentioned are all for depression."

"It doesn't matter what the disease is, and it doesn't matter whether she can be right or wrong in killing animals because of psychological problems. Even committing suicide does not necessarily mean that she is selfish and cowardly. We have no way of knowing what happened behind her, so I don't judge her well." Yan Sheng flicked his finger on the wall of his cup, and the water surface fluctuated, "But as herself, as a person who has experienced all the pain, she must first work hard to live for herself."

"Yes." He Zhonghe looked up at him.

"When everyone can't hold on, they have to pull themselves over that hurdle by themselves."

"As long as you are alive, you have a chance to get better. If you die, everything is useless." As he was speaking, Yan Sheng's cell phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and took a look. It was an unfamiliar number.

It was Liu Tuan who called. His voice was tired and weak, but he finally relaxed: "I'm fine now, I just got hurt. Thank you so much for today..."

"It's nothing, it's just a coincidence." Yan Sheng smiled, "Can I go and see her?"

In the intensive care unit, Liu Tuan was sitting by the bed. Seeing He Zhonghe and Yansheng come in, he immediately stood up, his eyes still red, and he opened his mouth to say thank you.

"Shut up." He Zhonghe pushed him down, and put the flowers he bought at the hospital on the bedside.

A handful of stars.

Liu Yulin was lying on the bed with his back raised a bit, his legs were hanging, and a support was put around his neck.

She turned her head to look at Hua with dull eyes, but did not look at He Zhonghe and Yansheng.

Liu Tuan's wife was also in the ward, and the four of them were silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

Walking out of the ward, Liu Tuan stood at the window in the corridor, looking at the patients coming and going: "Don't dare to tell the old man and old lady, they don't understand this disease, they think she is messing around, and I'm too busy to take care of her. "

"Should we have to suspend school?" He Zhonghe glanced at the ward. Liu Yulin's condition couldn't be said to be good or bad, but he definitely wouldn't be able to recover in a short while.

"I'm going to do it at school tomorrow." Liu Tuan sighed, "It's too stressful, and I suspected that she was being bullied at school before, so I didn't tell her if I asked her, and even my teachers and classmates didn't know... The college entrance examination can be delayed for a year or two , it is impossible for her to stay in school by herself in this state."

"Why did you think of going there to find her?" Liu Tuan smiled wryly, "I wouldn't dare to think about it today without you..."

"I bumped into him once on the sixth floor." He Zhonghe said, "It's as long as you're okay."

In the ward, Liu Yulin stared at Yansheng.

"Want to chat?" Yan Sheng asked her, maybe she also listened to some words in Lianqiao at noon.

Liu Tuan's wife patted her hand lightly, nodded at Yansheng, and walked out the door behind her.

"Your name is Yansheng." Liu Yulin said softly.

Yan Sheng found that she not only spoke like a child, but her tone was also very similar.

"Yes." Yan Sheng pulled the chair and sat beside him, clasped his hands and put his elbows on his knees.

"I see you every day on the age list." Liu Yulin blinked, "I didn't know you had a cat."

Yan Sheng couldn't understand even more. The preface didn't make sense, so he patiently chatted with her: "So, how do you know the cat is mine?"

Liu Yulin closed his eyes and was quiet for a while, but then he spoke about another topic: "I saw a scar on your neck."

"Ah..." Yansheng pulled up the collar, and in autumn, if he didn't pull up the collar of the school uniform, he could indeed show a little.

"Did you cut it yourself too?" Liu Yulin looked at him.

It was only then that Yan Sheng realized that he was looking for similarities to find resonance.

"Yes." He lied.

Liu Yulin didn't speak, but still looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"Later I went to the hospital by myself." Yan Sheng started to run the train, and took a small piece from the bouquet he brought her and twirled it in his hand, "Because I suddenly found that life is very interesting."

"You are lying here now, and I have no intention of persuading you. I have no parents, no brother, and only one person closest to me."

"I don't know about your experience, but my pain in the past is definitely not less than yours." Yan Sheng said, "I don't have to think about anyone else, I can leave when I want to, but I didn't. If I am alive, I have a chance to get rid of it, maybe under 1 In minutes, or in the next second, you can meet the person or thing you should meet."

He said the latter sentence sincerely.

There was no persuasion, no chicken soup, just standing in the position of a sharer and telling Liu Yulin what he perceived.

Speaking of this, he himself was a little dazed, and he was far away from his previous home before he knew it. Although his current life is not so easy and happy, he is still living in the old city and has not been able to go out for a while, but there is always light Comes through the cracks.

He Zhonghe is quite capable of blowing up a little sun who carelessly takes care of him by his side every day. I don’t know when life slowly became noisy. He also occasionally chats with his classmates. The layer of membrane separating things was torn open.The sound leaked in, but he was not caught off guard.

When Liu Tuan came in again, Yan Sheng smiled at him and walked out of the ward.

"Have you chatted?" He Zhonghe stood by the window with his back against the light, and curled his mouth at him.

"Tell her a little casually, depression can't be cured with just a few words." Yan Sheng walked over.

Luckily, Liu Yulin was only injured from a fall, and the cat was also found. Although this thrilling vacation was exhausting, it was not wasted.

Liu Yulin was fine, and the video of the girl in the small class jumping off the building quickly spread on the school's confession wall and Chaochao.

At that time, many of the onlookers knew them. When they entered the classroom on the first day of school, Yan Sheng and He Zhonghe were surrounded by a group of people.

"I watched the video, did the woman get disabled from the fall?"

"She didn't attack you, did she? That man looked creepy."

"You two can do it, her family should send you two pennants to the school."

He Zhonghe had encountered a lot of things in the past two days and didn't have a good rest, which made these people a little irritable when they made a fuss, so they all waved away.

When I went to the cafeteria at noon, Shi Yujie followed: "Day, is she really that person? Several times, I think she is not normal."

He Zhonghe poked away a piece of chicken popcorn on his plate: "Let's discuss something else, my mind is now forced to let you fill it up."

"Fuck." Shi Yujie followed his chopsticks with his small eyes, "Why didn't you poke Yansheng?"

"You reminded me." He Zhonghe raised his eyebrows approvingly, and reached out to poke a piece from the Yansheng plate.

"The essence of chicken popcorn in rice bowl is not that it is chicken popcorn." Yansheng explained slowly, "but that there are only a few pieces of chicken popcorn in a rice bowl, which makes it extraordinarily precious."

"Tsk." He Zhonghe clapped his hands, overjoyed, "Disciple of the robe and bowl."

Shi Yujie sat across from the two of them eating the rice bowl that was no longer precious because the last piece of chicken popcorn was poked away, and glared at the two of them.

He found that he couldn't put his brother in another man's house for free-range care, and after a few days he came back, he didn't recognize his nest or people, and even chatting for a while made him feel like he was just an outsider even if he squeezed in.

The second round of review will start after returning from New Year’s Day. If the first round is the last time to go over all the knowledge points of high school from beginning to end, then the second round will be a lot of questions to consolidate the knowledge points of each special test center.

The end of term is just around the corner, next week.

He Zhonghe was under a lot of pressure anyway, and he felt guilty for not learning anything during the two-day holiday.

Now there is a direction to work hard, not only a rush, but also pressure, and it is also a sword hanging above the head.

After the episode, I went back to the two-point and one-line life of school and home, the endless papers, the mimeograph room that always rumbled from day to night, the bone soup pond covered with thick ice, and the siren head alarm of Yansheng.

But the siren head is temporarily out of hearing, and Du Lanzhen is back from a business trip.

Going upstairs at night and returning home, Du Lanzhen was already waiting behind the door to listen to the movement. As soon as He Zhonghe was about to take out the key and then he and Yan Sheng were in love with each other, Du Lanzhen interrupted him when he opened the door: "You're thin, what's the matter?"

"Yansheng has also lost weight." Du Lanzhen hugged Feigou and said with a smile, "Are you two secretly losing weight while I'm not around?"

"It makes the dog angry." He Zhonghe gave a random reason, "It grinds people."

"Send it away if you hate it. Don't wait for me to scold it and you will come out to protect your precious dog." Du Lanzhen pouted, "Yansheng came to play for a while, and Auntie baked muffins."

"That's it... let's go home and study." Yan Sheng recalled Du Lanzhen's baking skills. Her oven is not an oven, but a biological|chemical|weapon manufacturing base.

After entering the house, He Zhonghe struggled for a while, and finally decided to speak first to avoid her suspicion.

"I rubbed my chin against the edge of the table. I picked up a pen in class." He Zhonghe raised his head and pointed to the small scar, "It's right here."

Du Lanzhen frowned, walked over and pulled his hands away: "Let me see."

He Zhonghe was very nervous, afraid that she would see that it was a stitched hole.

"How many times have you said to be careful and you just don't listen..." Mom put on a serious face, slapped him on the arm, and began to scold him.

"Fortunately, it's on the chin. I'll see what you can do if you rub your cheekbone. If you don't look bad, you'll feel uncomfortable all over, right..."

"I'm sorry for hurting your son, I won't dare next time." He Zhonghe quickly admitted his mistake, stuck out his tongue and slipped back to the bedroom.

Mom didn't see what happened to his poor chin, thanks to Liu Tuan's good sewing.

After the stitches are removed, I can freely take a shower and wash my hair without having to go to the barber shop with shampoo.He Zhonghe turned off the shower head, brushed his hair back from his forehead, wiped the water off his face, and looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.

A handsome guy blurred in the mist.

Although the undersides of the eyes were covered with bruises due to the trauma of the college entrance examination, the eyebrows, which were carefully trimmed before, have not had time to trim them recently, and the white hair on the top is also showing a lot.

And the chin, if you don't look carefully from the front, you can't see it. The scar is a little raised | because the enteric thread inside has not yet melted away.

Suddenly feeling a little emotional, he must be extremely aggrieved if he has no one to confide in after the injury and the stimulation of the holiday.

If you really want to confide, the plastic friends around you should be a lively listener. Tiezi Shi Yujie has a brain problem and thinks that it is not a sin for a man to get hurt, and it is even more impossible to seek comfort from his mother.

So some grievances have to be digested by myself.

But now it's different, now he has someone to talk to, someone to accompany him through these experiences, someone to take care of him, and someone to hurt him.

He has Yansheng.

This kind of steadfastness is not realized suddenly at a certain moment, but slowly seeps in during the hurried days.

It’s different from when he was bored alone sitting on the balcony, eating popsicles and watching the busy life in the old city. Getting along with Yan Sheng was a personal experience, which left him with memories and imprints. little things in his life.

If these small and subtle things are taken away at once, life will be empty.

Suddenly, I didn't dare to think about it, if something happened to me if I didn't get together in university, where would I go to find someone to hurt me alone.

After walking out of the bathroom, Du Lanzhen had already turned off the light in the living room, was lying down in her bedroom reading a book, and asked him to take medicine.

Pretending to be quite sleepy after taking the medicine and returning to the house, He Zhonghe gently took out the review materials from the bookcase.

The bedroom didn't turn on the light, but a small desk lamp was turned on to the lowest brightness.

Hyperbolic functions, appositive clauses, primary and secondary aspects of a contradiction.

A series of questions makes people's brains numb. Mathematics can't be solved all the time, and politics | politics can't be scored by writing and memorizing things.

But when the tip of the pen swipe across, what is left behind is not only the right or wrong answer.

The tip of the pen became a little hot when he wrote it, He Zhonghe shook his sore wrist, took a breath, and applied cool oil on his eyelids.

He stretched his rattling back and reached for his phone from the bed.

When Yan Sheng was sitting at the table and was about to read the historical chronology for the last time before going to bed, his cell phone rang.

He didn't even look at it, and directly connected the hands-free: "Huh?"

"I miss you." He Zhonghe's voice came, it was very soft, probably afraid that his mother would hear it, and he was sloppy.

Yan Sheng smiled, and pressed his dry eyes: "Three hours. Does this mean that I will cry when I see you tomorrow morning?"

"Almost." He Zhonghe laughed aloud, turning the pages of the book when he heard the voice, "You're used to it, I don't want to sleep alone now."

"Hurry up and sleep, dog's life is important." Yan Sheng said, "Stop nagging, see you in six hours."

Over there, He Zhonghe laughed for a long time, then sighed with emotion, "That's great. Without you, I might not be able to make it through the college entrance examination."

"Okay," Yan Sheng also smiled, "Good night."

"Don't wait!" He Zhonghe tossed and tossed, "Okay, I'm getting under the quilt, don't hang it up, just leave it on like this, do whatever you need to do, I sound like I slept soundly."

He Zhonghe put on the earphones: "I used to watch your video to help you sleep, but now I'm listening to your live broadcast directly."

"What should I do...then I'll entertain myself and relax." Yan Sheng stretched his waist. He didn't know if it was on purpose, but the voice he made after stretching was very low, which made He Zhonghe blush a little. numb.

"Yubaiyuebai, I'll record it and carve a disc for you." He Zhonghe was quite speechless. Does this person want to show some face?

"It's fine to make a disc, you can just listen to it once." Yan Sheng said slowly.

"That's not enough, you have to let your fans listen to your virtue." He Zhonghe rolled over and lay on his side.

I don't know if it's because of the little yellow | the brain is over-replenishing to create an illusion, Yan Sheng's voice sounds a little hoarse, with an indistinct gasp: "Record it."

He Zhonghe was suddenly stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Yan Sheng gave a low laugh: "It's started, there's still time to hang up."