Balancing

These days, Lu Heng only received a WeChat message from Jian Ming asking about his health, and the two of them had no contact with each other. The days seemed to go on quietly as usual, but Lu Heng knew that everything was different.He is waiting for something every day, waiting for a phone call, waiting for a WeChat, waiting for a call... This feeling is really difficult.

But there is more than one difficult thing.

After standing at the door of the SWAT brigade for a long time, Lu Heng put out the cigarette in his mouth and strode in.Although it was the weekend, the news of the 85 sniper rifle wooden warehouse assessment held by the SWAT team every two years still reached his ears. He knew that at this time of year, the team members were fully prepared and they all knew the importance of this competition. If becoming a SWAT team member is the dream of every policeman, then becoming a sniper is the dream of every SWAT team member.Lu Heng knew that he was not a member of the special police team now, but as a sniper in the team, he still couldn't hold back, and came to this place where he fought for it without notifying anyone.

The guards at the guard booth of the brigade knew Lu Heng. They thought they might be looking for Dui Gu, but they didn't stop him and let him into the practice field behind the brigade.

The weather is good today, although there is no sun, but it is not raining, and the whole sky is crowded with thick clouds.As soon as Lu Heng walked into the shooting range, he saw familiar faces laughing and playing on the sidelines. It is customary to relax before the game. They didn't have any anxious and tense atmosphere because of the game for a while. Isn't this scene Lu Heng Kind, he watched from a distance, as if he was still among them a few years ago, his heart was surging.

Gu Tao, who was still busy directing the team members to check the target setting, saw Lu Heng first.He was both surprised and expected.He said hello to one of the team members, and trotted towards Lu Heng.

"Brat, don't call first before you come." He patted his little nephew on the shoulder and said a little dotingly.

"I also heard someone talking about it yesterday, and I came here on a whim today." Lu Heng smiled embarrassedly, knowing that it was against the rules to come here so unprepared.

At this time, someone behind them noticed Lu Heng and greeted them with a loud voice. "Hey, it's Lu Heng. Hey, Lu Heng is here." The person who shouted was Zhou Bin from the same team. He shouted to call other players, and rushed to surround Lu Heng.

"Hey, Lu Heng, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have no conscience, and you don't miss our brothers at all." The speaker was another former teammate who was just selected to join the Flying Eagle Commando last year.He put a hand on Lu Heng's shoulder, grinned and said.

"Yeah, forget about us." Somebody said another word.

Lu Heng smiled wryly and was speechless.

"Hey, you guys will compete right away, stop nagging, let's talk about the past after a while, I'll invite you to dinner." Gu Tao saw that Lu Heng was in a bad mood, and ordered the gang of brats to leave first.

The leader spoke up, and a group of people shouted "Team Gu is mighty" and immediately scattered back to the center of the shooting range like birds and beasts.

Gu Tao turned back to look at Lu Heng, patted him on the back and said, "Sit next to you first, after a while the competition is over, we all get together."

"Yeah." Lu Heng nodded expressionlessly, and walked to the resting platform beside him.

Gu Tao returned to the field, checked the field for the last time, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said loudly, "Everyone, take a good look at the targets set on the shooting range." He pointed to the balloons with serial numbers on them and the Arranged wine bottles. "The game setup this time is different from previous years. There are a total of three rounds of shooting, 4 rounds. The whole shooting process does not record time. The whole team is divided into four groups. The order is determined by drawing lots, and the final score is unified. In addition, today you are playing 200 meters and 300 meters, if you miss the target and hit the next wine bottle, each bottle will lose [-] points. Do you hear clearly?"

The team members lined up in unison, all of them regained their spirits, stood up straight, and answered loudly and neatly: "Listen clearly."

Gu Tao took out four poker cards prepared in advance and placed them in front of the four divided groups. "The group that draws the most points goes first, and then in order from the largest to the smallest."

After a while, the queue was lined up. He looked at the target in the distance, and asked the whistler beside him, "Are you ready?"

"Ready to shoot."

Gu Tao nodded, gestured to him, turned around and backed away. "The personnel at all positions are in place, the first team is ready, and the shooting begins."

Lu Heng stood upright just like them, and his mood fluctuated with the atmosphere on the field.Seeing those familiar faces get down quickly, load the bullets, send the bullets to the chamber, move cleanly, and make a "pop" shooting sound towards the target, his heart is like the bullets they fired, being burst heavily in the balloon superior.These familiar sounds and images brought his thoughts back to that year in an instant.

Gu Tao approached Lu Heng, saw his straight eyes, sighed lightly, took out two cigarettes, lit one and handed it to him first, "Why, did you think of your competition?"

Lu Heng didn't move his eyes, just took the cigarette subconsciously, and held it to his mouth, without saying a word.

"I remember that your match back then was really exciting. You were a natural sniper. In four rounds and three events, none of you missed the target. In the end, your score was 2 points higher than No.28. I I was really shocked by you, and the vice-captains all looked at you with admiration..." Gu Tao's face was full of pride and pride.

Lu Heng's eyes flickered for a moment, and his melancholy mood fell to the ground.

"Gu Dui,... can I come back?" He seemed to be saying to himself, his voice was low and pitiful.

"Of course, as I said, you are a natural sniper. You didn't dare to come to the game the year before last, but today you dare to stand on the field. Do you think it's still far from coming back?" Gu Tao asked Lu Heng confidently.

"Captain Gu, let me try again, okay?" Lu Heng showed an irresistible begging look.

"Uh... how about this, I'll contact you as a tutor and listen to his opinion, but when you go to the range to shoot, he must also be there." Gu Tao compromised, why didn't he want such an excellent soldier to return to the team as soon as possible? Woolen cloth.

"Really? Uncle, is it true?" Lu Heng suddenly became as happy as a child, and half of the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground in excitement.He looked at Gu Tao with frowned eyebrows, wanting to confirm again.

The corner of Gu Tao's mouth shrugged with a smile, he nodded, pressed his shoulder and confirmed again: "When did I ever lie to you, brat?"

Lu Heng's mood instantly brightened. The lawn on the field became greener. The sound of the wooden barn shooting the target was as pleasant as music. Golden scales of hope.

At the end of the competition, a member of the third group named Tian Kun won No.1. This is a special police officer who was just transferred from a neighboring province two years ago. The hero congratulated him.This Tian Kun is not tall, and looks very small. The slapped face seems to have a youthful look that hasn't faded away, but it can be seen that he has maintained high-intensity training, and his tendons are ready to show even though he is wrapped in a special police uniform.

Hearing Lu Heng's congratulations, Tian Kun responded without hesitation, "Thank you Senior Lu, I still haven't surpassed your performance four years ago, but I will definitely break your record soon."

"Senior?" Lu Heng was taken aback, looking at him suspiciously, not paying much attention to his challenging words.

"Well, we graduated from a police academy. You are in the 99th class, and I am in the 22nd class." Tian Kun straightened his clothes, with an expression of "I know you very well", and narrowed his eyes at Lu Heng.

"..."

Lu Heng was pulled aside by Zhou Bin before he could respond, and was soon surrounded by a crowd of people laughing and playing.He was in a good mood at the moment, and soon forgot about Tian Kun's little episode, and got into the upsurge of reminiscing about the old days.It didn't take long for Gu Tao to lead him and a few familiar old team members out of the special police brigade in a mighty way, fulfilling his promise to be the host and take them to a dinner party.

No one noticed that there was a sharp gaze behind them that locked on Lu Heng's back until they disappeared.

Lu Heng didn't drink less tonight, and his newly recovered throat was a bit astringent and bitter under the stimulation of alcohol.During the dinner, he heard Zhou Bin's eloquent description of several major cases that the team had solved before. He was full of envy, and his obsession with returning to the SWAT team deepened a lot.He took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and subconsciously wanted to send a message to someone he saw in Moments.

"Returning is a game, can I win?" The accompanying picture is a panorama of the shooting range that I couldn't help but take on the field before.No one appeared in the scene, so he skillfully blocked the part of the picture with a police hat. The police badge on the hat was embedded in the center of the picture, reflecting the dazzling white light.

The next day.

Jian Ming was a little irritable this weekend. It's been almost two days. He shut himself up at home and searched through similar case books, and even went over the wall to the online library of Yale University to check his sister's diagnosis and treatment plan. It's like being stuck, making a plan again and again and overturning it again and again. Is it true that the closer you are to the person, the more worries you have about treatment?Why is it so difficult?He closed his eyes tightly and pressed his fingers hard on the temples on both sides of his forehead. The rare anxiety caused him a serious sense of frustration.

He had a difficult choice between the two options of 'face the event' and 'bypass the event'.Jian Ming frowned while thinking, and pressed his lips against the first knuckle of his right index finger, rubbing it back and forth habitually.After a while, he turned off the computer screen in front of him heavily, got up dejectedly and went to the living room to pour a glass of water, raised his head and drank it, and let out a long breath.

Breathing gently, adjusting heart rate... Jian Ming felt that he was out of control, tried to calm himself down, closed his eyes for a while, opened them and looked at the distance outside the window, the cold and calm eyes gradually returned to his eyes.

He looked at the clock, it was noon, he opened the refrigerator and wanted to make something for lunch, but he didn’t know that the refrigerator seemed to be against him, it was empty except for half a can of milk, he remembered that since Jiang Luchuan left last week, he had never been home After adding any food, he smiled helplessly and closed the refrigerator.Another empty refrigerator in someone's house popped into my mind, yeah, what happened to that person?I haven't contacted him for many days. Does his refrigerator still only have purified water?

Jian Ming went into the bedroom and took out his mobile phone. He wanted to send a text message to ask about the situation. By the way, he reminded Lu Heng of his follow-up visit on Tuesday. Suddenly he saw the WeChat icon on his mobile phone. Then he thought of the social software he installed for that guy. Heng's chat box is still the message from Thursday morning.

Jian Ming: "Are you feeling better?"

Lu Heng: "It's much better, thank you that day. 'Naughty'"

Afterwards, Jian Ming didn't reply anymore, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth when he saw the smiling face of Lu Heng sticking out his tongue at the end of the conversation.Click on his homepage, the profile picture is a distant view of the window and the straight road, the corner of the unhidden curtain beside the picture exposes the location where the picture was taken, Jian Ming's lip line is raised even higher.Just as he was about to return to the chat box, he suddenly found an updated circle of friends under his homepage.

"Returning is a game, can I win?"

This is... Jian Ming stared at this news and fell into deep thought...

He was surprised that Lu Heng's words seemed to be speaking to himself, interpreting his inner conflicts and anxieties so well. It has been more than ten years, and before he met someone like Lu Heng, the past was like a serious illness. Depressed in his heart, he also tried his best not to remember or look back. The days just passed by, and he didn't find it difficult, but Lu Heng broke into his current life with an unstoppable appearance similar to himself when he was a teenager. The doubts and pain that had accumulated in his heart were stirred up. He knew that he had been abnormal recently, and he had not been back for a long time. A sense of panic that deviated from the normal track had slowly eroded his originally planned steps.Deviating emotions are like weeds, growing little by little from the cracks in the dry rocks...

Jian Ming suddenly made a decision, a decision that cannot be reversed, for himself, his sister, and even his parents who have passed away. He turned on the computer screen and typed an important one on Jian Qi's treatment plan. key.He knows that restarting the events of the year is not only the only way for his sister to face, but also a responsibility he cannot escape. Many things will not disappear with the passage of time. It's time for the prologue.

Jian Ming took the phone and looked at the sentence again, then silently clicked a thumbs up in the lower right corner.