Heart fire

Zheng Jiang is not Tao Weinan, he would not be stupid enough to fight Xi Yang just for a moment, because of a worthless face problem, and he also saw that Xi Yang was not quite as gentle as he showed, saying that sentence While speaking, there seemed to be another face hidden under Junxiu's face and indifferent expression, a face that made him a little frightened at the first sight, and also gave him the idea of ​​wanting to find out.

Mild provocations are more unbearable than direct anger, but if there is a real fight, I may not be able to gain an advantage. Besides, the rumors outside have been a little tense these days, so there is no need to make troubles at this time, but Zheng Jiang is very curious. Curious about the boy behind Xi Yang, a character he thought was insignificant, what is special about him that deserves to be protected even at the expense of himself.

Zheng Jiang did not move, squinting his eyes and looking at the two people in front of him meaningfully, trying to find clues from any subtle expression.

However, Xi Yang met his gaze without showing any weakness, and ordered Zhou Tong without looking back: "Go back."

Zhou Tong didn't want to leave.The unwillingness, anger, loss, doubt... etc., which he thought he hadn't had time to vent, all turned into overwhelming longing the moment he saw Xi Yang. The dry and cracked soil in his heart swept past, hitting his chest with pain, suffocating like drowning, and sweet like dew.

These days, he has been thinking about whether he was too involved and impatient from the beginning.Even if Xi Yang is older and more stable than him, in his eyes sometimes he is just a child with less experience in love than him.

And his so-called experience, those straightforward expressions that he thinks can capture Xi Yang's heart and please him, the desire to push forward without restraint, including the pathological possessive desire that bursts out when stimulated, may be to Xi Yang. It was too urgent, too heavy, and too strong, like an overload of current, which made him unable to bear it, so that he fled when he sensed the danger of burning out, and activated the insulation mechanism.

It should be slower, more steady, step by step, Zhou Tong thought.He guessed that Xi Yang might have had an unpleasant emotional experience. The person he liked might have hurt him and failed him, so he had to put on a cold armor that was self-confident and invulnerable. Sensitive and fragile, easily shaken heart, so slow and timid in action, the slightest turmoil will be like a snake, either hide in place, or quickly evacuate; maybe he is born like this, with different personalities, different ways of dealing with feelings, accept The time required for digestion is also different. Not everyone is as straightforward as myself. It is either one or the other. If you love it, you must immediately have it all. If you don’t love it, you will withdraw decisively and let it go.

Among them, Zhou Tong is more inclined to be sure about the former.Wen Yue also has no love experience, has never been touched and has never been hurt, so he is full of lonely courage that does not hit the south wall and does not look back, and does not shed tears when he sees the coffin.Xi Yang is different, he must have been injured, Zhou Tong can vaguely detect his deliberately concealed, unknown side from certain details of getting along.Those longings for love that he thought he had hidden well and dealt with cleanly, were always showing their signs as soon as Zhou Tong approached, like many small flames emerging endlessly, warmly and furtively, It touched his heart gently.

Zhou Tong opened the door to invite Xi Yang, and surrounded him with hot enthusiasm as soon as he entered. He couldn't wait to prove that he could not only warm his body, but also warm his heart, melting his decades-long love. Ice-cold, desperately want him to feel the gushing love, keep giving, give everything, thinking that this is the only way to gain trust and return, and naively think that as long as there is still a chance, You can adjust your mentality by yourself, and start over with ease.

Thinking, dialectics, seeking solutions, practicing, discovering mistakes and constantly correcting them are Zhou Tong's strengths and his only method.

But standing behind Xi Yang at this moment, looking at his wet hair, the small half of white auricle exposed under the black temples, and listening to his calm but fatally sexy "my person", Zhou Tong suddenly I realized that when facing him, I would probably never be able to move forward and retreat freely.

Still want him, want him like crazy.

The reason why he asked Yu Di that kind of question that day was because Zhou Tong saw in Xi Yang his tepid self in the past, and thought that he had talked about a relationship that was extraordinary and free from vulgarity and owed nothing to each other, but it was actually wanton. Enjoying her tolerance and love but giving nothing, it's like he never tried to get into Zhou Yi's heart, thinking that was the distance and way of getting along between them, so he felt guilty.

On the other hand, he has already reflected that he may not be a mature enough, strong enough, and qualified lover. He is still too immature, and he cannot control his emotions or desires with ease.But he never thought of giving up, and even thought selfishly and paranoidly, why can't he give me a chance to try again?I just lost control because I was jealous, and I was worried about gains and losses because I love you. How come I have to break up, say goodbye, and never see each other again?

These questions lingered in his heart, blocking him out of breath.He didn't want to leave, but he had to force himself to leave immediately like what a truly mature man should do, but he didn't know how long he would have to wait for a chance to be alone with him.

Xiang Yu no longer works here.Zheng Jiang occupied his desk, and within a few days, the whole office began to be permeated with a strong smell of smoke, which could not be dispelled even with the windows open all the time.

Xi Yang endured this disgusting smell, and did not relax his tense shoulders until enough time was enough for Zhou Tong to walk back to the dormitory, slowly put down his rolled up cuffs, picked up the noodle bowl that was still warm on the table, and planned to leave.

When passing by, Zheng Jiang suddenly let out an inexplicable emotion: "The eyes are so pitiful, really like the dog that bites hard."

Feeling Xi Yang's footsteps stop, he turned his head and pretended to explain unintentionally: "I mean that kid just now, what did Team Xi do to him?"

He smiled and pretended to be thinking seriously: "Looking at his expression, could it be that Team Xi played with him in this office and dumped him mercilessly?"

This statement is purely tentative.Zheng Jiang looked sideways, but there was no emotion on Xi Yang's face. After a while, he freed a hand to hold his shoulder, slightly close to his ear and said calmly: "What did I do? It's important. But what have you done, Vice Captain Zheng, do you think others won't know about it?"

They seem to be playing tricks, and no one will easily reveal their flaws.Zheng Jiang only raised his eyebrows slightly, and soon smiled as usual: "Me? About me, I'm afraid Team Xi hasn't heard enough. If you are interested, I can find a time to tell you a story in person. speak."

After listening to him, Xi Yang also smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a silent sarcasm: "You can do it yourself."

He let go of his hand and patted Zheng Jiang's shoulder twice: "I hope you can have a good night's sleep."

...

In the end, I forgot to take the book.Occasionally Zhou Tong is used to reading when he can't sleep or is upset.He quietly got off the bed, opened the drawer and took out a random one, went back to the upper bunk and took a photo with the light of his mobile phone. It was the unsigned "Intervention Action Instruction Manual" that Xi Yang gave him.

Zhou Tong has read this book twice, the first time he read it, and the second time he analyzed it one by one, trying to figure it out carefully.Every time he opened it, the handwritten text on the title page always gave him a sense of familiarity and intimacy. The instructor's handwriting was beautiful, as delicate and upright as he himself, with both hardness and softness.Zhou Tong rubbed his fingers lightly on it, imitating his handwriting stroke by stroke, imagining his serious and solemn appearance when writing, and feeling carefully the excerpts that had a profound influence on him and weighed a lot meaning.

The content of the book is divided into nine chapters, combining theory and practice, systematically stating the meaning and purpose of the deployment of rapid intervention teams from the aspects of war preparation, accountability, risks and benefits, as well as the escape rules of firefighters and rescue in different situations The methods are all highly operable and practical "dry goods".

The preface is a very short self-report by the author. At the beginning, he quoted "a stone from another mountain can be used to attack jade" to explain that the concept of the intervention team was based on the professional experience of foreign firefighters.The end reads: "For firefighters to survive the dangerous battle of fighting fires, we must know exactly how they died."

How much courage is needed, Zhou Tong couldn't help sighing.Let a person who is always on the verge of life and death, and has witnessed countless comrades-in-arms being engulfed by fire, recall every scene, every process, and every detail at that time over and over again, and calmly analyze, summarize, and summarize every detail. The words are like cutting open one's own chest with one's own hands, recorded with painstaking brushstrokes, and the pain hidden in the bone marrow is also exposed to the eyes of scholars.

This short preface made Zhou Tong's chaotic thinking gradually clear, and he calmed down, and he fell asleep not long after.In a drowsy state, he had a dream. He dreamed that he was back in Jiangzhou, the house where the walls were peeling off and the bedding and pillows would never dry out. He and his grandmother sat on the balcony and watched the boats, big and small, on the river. , Smelling the smell of fish porridge in the pot, I kept swallowing my saliva, and silently prayed that my father and brother would come back soon, so that the whole family could have a rare reunion dinner around the table when the river ebbed and the sun went down. They tell those cold and warm stories that are always inseparable from the fire, and there are all kinds of people in the world.

The improvised family has no blood relationship and has lived together for many years just like any ordinary family.

Before that?

In an instant, the surrounding scene suddenly changed with this idea, and he returned to the fishing village where he lived in his childhood. The boat houses of every household were covered with various fishing gear and fishing nets were drying.The rising sun made the water surface sparkling. Parents wearing bamboo hats were among a group of fishermen working at sunrise, singing fisherman’s songs while working, watching the eldest son with a few freshly caught clam shells with a smile on his face. To make the younger brother happy, the younger brother can't speak yet, staggeringly chasing after the elder brother with his nose hanging, babbling "Agu, Agu".

My elder brother loved to laugh so much at that time, his skin was darkened by the wind, his limbs were long and thin, his eyes were clear, and when he opened his mouth, his white teeth would be exposed, shining like pearls in a clam shell in his hand.

"Xiao Xun Xiaoyi"

"Go home and cook!"

Xiao Xun, Xiao Yi...Zhou Tong recalled in a daze, their original surname was Shen, with "Water and Fire" in their names, they were always said to be incompatible but never had conflicts or fights , because the elder brother always yields to the younger brother, and always remembers to follow the mother's advice to "see the prison" for the younger brother.

He thought of the feeling of being held in his mother's arms from time to time, and how she complained to her neighbors: "I don't know why Ning is Siqin, but I have to give him a name, so I'm so 'balanced', I'm going to put my mind in prison! "

At that time, in Zhou Tong's world, there was only a wide river, never-ending rain, and an elder brother who held his hand and took him to see eel fry.But later he couldn't remember who Shen Xun was anymore, he only remembered Zhou Yi who struggled to lead him across the river to cross life and death, took over the fire in his name, and didn't like to laugh.

The dream ended here and began to collapse. The faces of Shen Xun and Zhou Yi kept overlapping and separating, and they fell into the bottom of the river and into the sea of ​​fire.Zhou Tong reached out to grab it, but found that his body and strength were getting smaller and smaller, and finally returned to the appearance of a child beyond his power.He was still wearing a ridiculously wide fire-fighting suit, and he staggered towards the vague figure.He wanted to yell to his brother to be careful, brother not to go, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.He sat up in a startled sweat and shortness of breath, a stream of blood gushed out of his nose instantly, and at the same time, tears slipped down the corner of his mouth and seeped into the cracks of his lips, with bitter salty and weird sweetness.He just found his place in a dream, and now he is staring blankly at all the dark dormitories around him, his sleeping teammates, the training uniforms quietly stacked on the bedside, and the flickering computer on the table. The intercom equipment with red dots, the strong collision between dreams and reality made him suddenly feel panicked and exhausted. He was like a dilapidated boat that had completely lost its anchor and course. He didn’t know where to go or how to dock. .

On this day, Zhou Tong asked for leave and rested in the dormitory.He had a low-grade fever, his whole body was sore, and he forced himself to lie on the bed and sleep one after another, but he never dreamed anything related to Zhou Yi again.

The dinner was still brought back by Du Wei.He lifted the lid of the lunch box, slapped Zhou Tong's nose with the aroma of the boiled millet porridge together with the heat, and shook a small bag of white grains in his hand to show him: "Candy for you?"

The heating in the dormitory is very good, Zhou Tong got out of the bed with sweat profusely, took a sip of the millet porridge that was just right in temperature, and suddenly felt that his heart and stomach were at ease, and he turned to look at Du Wei: "Thank you brother, you You actually know that I love sweet millet porridge."

Du Wei was stunned for a moment, and almost revealed his secret: "Ah...then what, that's for sure!" He grinned a little embarrassedly. "Thank you, whoever we are with whom."

While talking, Zhang Siqi poked his head in through the open door and asked Zhou Tong, "Is everything better? Team Yao is here and I want you to pack up two changes of clothes and follow him. He is in the car Wait for you."

After sweating, people are a little weak, and their hands and feet have no strength.Zhou Tong didn't know why Yao Hongwei came to him suddenly, but he didn't ask any more questions. He quickly finished his porridge and climbed out of bed. Kneaded into a ball by him, he unfolded the folded transfer application and put it in the pocket of the cold-proof training uniform. He went downstairs to find Yao Hongwei without his hat on.

The black Audi was parked in the no-parking area at the gate of the camp.Zhou Tong, who was holding back his anger and doubts, suddenly lost half of his anger when he walked up to him. With a mentality of teasing and revenge, he bent down and knocked on the car window, and respected Yao Hongwei who was sitting in the car solemnly. a gift.

"Hi, social vehicles are not allowed to park within 30 meters from the front of the fire brigade. The chief has committed the same crime as the common people. Eight hundred, we accept WeChat payment."

Yao Hongwei looked at Zhou Tong like a fool: "Which eye do you see that I am a social vehicle? Get out of here quickly."

"Where are you going?" As soon as Zhou Tong got in, he was suffocated by the heater in the car and had difficulty breathing. He took off his coat halfway and remembered something, and put it on again. "Is it because I performed so well a while ago that the chief wants to commend me in person?"

Yao Hongwei ordered the driver to drive first, and then he gave Zhou Tong a look: "You started dreaming before it was dark?"

"Come out to do some errands, just passing by." He took off his hat and put it on his lap, staring at the road ahead. "The performance was good some time ago. I was thinking about the weekend, and I will take you home to eat some good supplements."

Zhou Tong pretended to "Oh": "I want to live in your house? Have you asked our leader? My leg will be broken if I leave the team without a reason."

At this moment, Yao Hongwei finally noticed the abnormality, and the sullen look on his face showed after his thoughts were seen through: "Is your lip service well practiced? Tell me, which leader wants to break your leg?"

In the final analysis, Zhou Tong still respected him and was afraid of him, so he could only vent his anger in other ways: "It's not a trainer anyway. The trainer doesn't know how much he loves me, and thinks more of me. He can't wait to send me directly to the team's logistics to enjoy leisure. The whole world knows that I have you as my backer."

Yao Hongwei: "..."

"You boy, stay away from Tu Ke from now on!"

Not long after the car drove, it began to rain outside, and the scattered raindrops were mixed with sparse snowflakes.Xi Yang stood in front of the radiator by the window and watched Zhou Tong leave. He didn't pick up the phone again until the white mist covered the glass again, and he couldn't see anything clearly. To Tao Weinan, and then deleted the message he sent: Someone will pick you up at seven o'clock tomorrow night, don't forget Team Xi.