Waiting for You in a City

Song Yan was pulled up by the team members. He was covered with black sweat and shouted, holding the child: "Xu Qin!"

Xu Qin hurried down the stairs and rushed over: "Give me the child."

Song Yan handed the unconscious child into Xu Qin's hand, and he took the kettle in Suo Jun's hand and poured a few sips of water.

Xu Qin quickly checked the child, did not suffocate, and had weak breathing, but was fainted by the smoke. She loosened the child's top, wet the towel and wiped his cheek and chest, and quickly took the child away. When I got to the door, I turned around and asked, "Can the elevator work?"

Suo Jun said: "Safe."

"Good." Xu Qin embraced the child and went downstairs.

An ambulance was parked downstairs, and it came out together with the fire.

Xu Qin gave the child to his colleague, and the ambulance drove away from the scene quickly.

Xu Qin returned to his home, and the firefighters were walking away one after another, with several bows leaning against the ground hose.

Yang Chi passed by her and laughed: "Thank you, sister."

Xu Qin asked: "Okay?"

Yang Chi: "The fire went out and the door downstairs also broke open. Let's go downstairs and check again."

Xiao Ge also thanked: "Fortunately, I borrowed your balcony, otherwise it was not so fast."

He wiped the sweat on his face as he spoke.

Xu Qin saw his palms flushed and said, "If someone is injured, I will help you to see. My family has a first aid kit."

Xiao Ge froze, looked at his hand, and waved: "It's okay, let's go to work first."

Xu Qin did not retain much. A crowd of young men swarmed out. Song Yan walked out of the living room and passed Xu Qin at the entrance.

"Thank you." Song Yan said.

Xu Qin shook his head.

The entire team quickly evacuated.

A moment ago, the lively and extremely tense room became empty again. Xu Qin stood at the entrance of the porch and glanced at the huge living room. All the people left, leaving a room of water stains, dark gray and stains, messy.

The sun shone on the dirty floor in the water, against the dazzling black light.

...

Song Yan went downstairs to check the extinguished fire site, found the fire point, and contacted the community property and the owner. The owner is still rushing back.

Song Yan left two team members for the aftermath, and the rest ended.

Everyone packed their things and prepared to evacuate. When they arrived at the elevator, Song Yan explained: "You check the equipment with the instructor. When you go back, Xiaoge writes a report."

Yang Chi didn't respond: "It's enough to leave Xiao Fei and Lao Jiang here, Captain, go back and rest early."

Song Yan said, "I'll go upstairs."

Yang Chi wondered: "2701? Why?"

Song Yan: "Making people's homes lousy, you have to help clean up."

Yang Chi: "Yes, brother, I'm with you, I'll help you clean up."

Song Yan: "No, just one person is enough, more chaos."

Yang Chi: "How can it be chaotic, brother, I can do things with ease ..."

Suo Jun extended a hand from the elevator, grabbed Yang Chi's collar and pulled him into the elevator, pressed the door-close button with one hand, and lifted his chin to Song Yan: "Go."

Song Yan ran into the stairwell and strode up the stairs. When he arrived at Xu Qin's house, the door was open, and the sound of water came from inside.

Song Yan walked into the entrance and glanced at the probe. There was no one in the living room. Xu Qin took a towel and came out of the bathroom. When he saw Song Yan, he was also a little strange. He asked, "Has something been lost?"

"No." Song Yan looked at the floor. "Borrowed your balcony and cleaned up the house before leaving."

Xu Qin did not refuse.

Song Yan took off her thick protective clothing and placed it at the entrance, took off her shoes and walked in, went straight to the bathroom, glanced at it, and asked, "Where is the mop?"

Xu Qin: "No."

Song Yan glanced back at her, her eyes falling: "With a towel?"

Xu Qin picked up the towel in his hand and coughed: "Only this."

Song Yan stared at her speechlessly for a long while, then shook her head, making her speechless a little funny: "This is a fart. Wait." After that, she went out.

Xu Qin asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Yan was bending over to wear shoes, turning her head to look at her: "Go down and buy a mop." Straightened up and asked, "What is missing from your family, brought it with you. Broom, detergent, rag ..." Stopped and watched her for a moment, and asked, "Not at all?"

Xu Qin clenched his fist with one hand and coughed on his mouth: "Well."

Song Yan: "..."

The man turned and left.

Ding, the sound of the elevator descending from the corridor.

Xu Qin went to the entrance and glanced out, and the man went down. She returned to look at the fire jacket on the ground, which was huge and very thick. The clothes were dirty and sweaty inside.

Xu Qin walked to the balcony and looked down. After waiting for a while, he saw Song Yan quickly ran out of the corridor and soon disappeared around the corner.

On the first day of November, the ginkgo leaves downstairs were golden.

Falling in autumn, cold winds swept across the balcony.

Xu Qin returned to the house.

It didn't take long for Song Yan to return, holding a mop in one hand and a large plastic bag in the other.

"So much?" Xu Qin looked at in the past. There were several colorful absorbent rags, as well as ordinary rags, as well as detergents, cleaning balls, brushes and the like; several bags of garbage bags were also bought.

Xu Qin frowned lightly and asked, "Why do you buy so much?"

Song Yan is rolling her sleeves: "You're sorry to say."

Xu Qin: "..."

Song Yan hummed: "You look a little bit like home here." After finishing the mop into the bathroom, unscrew the faucet to rinse.

The sound of water bursts.

Xu Qin stood there for a while, pulled out a large piece of rag from the plastic bag, and followed to the bathroom.

Song Yan turned on the faucet and repeatedly mopped the mop to wet the cloth; Xu Qin walked to the hand-washing station and scrubbed the dry rag.

Two sounds of water.

Song Yan looked down at the mop, not squinting, as if he didn't care about it, and asked, "What's wrong with your throat?"

"Cold," Xu Qin replied.

"Ok."

After a long time of sound, Song Yan asked again, "Are you all right?"

Xu Qin nodded: "Okay."

"Uh." He turned off the tap, dried the water on the mop, and went out.

Xu Qin wringed out the rag and went out.

Song Yan was mopping the floor on the balcony. Others had long arms and strong strength. They pushed back and forth twice, and the large balcony floor was wiped clean by him. If you change to auntie cleaning, you have to pulverize for a long time.

Xu Qin walked over to wipe the balcony railing with a rag. Song Yangang turned around and pushed the mop to wipe the corner, ready to close. Xu Qin ran into it head-on, stumbled on the mop cloth and slipped.

Song Yan's eyes were fast, and she vigorously took Xu Qin's arm to pull her back.

Xu Qin stood still in a panic and jumped suddenly.

Song Yan released her: "Be careful." Continue to drag the floor.

"Oh." Xu Qin breathed a little, and went to the railing to prepare to wipe off the water stains and black dust on the railing.

The strong winds on the high building made her tremble.

Song Yan suddenly reached her hand, seized the rag in her hand, and confiscated it.

"Come in, it's windy outside." He said nothing with a smile.

Xu Qin: "I can--"

"I am not responsible for aggravating the cold." Song Yan said.

Xu Qin returned to the room. Behind him, Song Yan followed and pulled up the French windows.

The air was originally circulating, and the north wind passed through the hall. Now the door is closed, and there is a sudden warmth in the room.

Song Yan wiped the railing outside, and the railing was dirty by the firemen. When Xu Qin saw that his rag was also dirty, he took a new one out of the plastic bag, wet it under the tap, returned to the door, and pulled a slit to change the rag for him. He handed out the dirty ones and took them away cleanly. She took the dirt to clean it.

He was particularly neat in his work, and he was very conscientious in cleaning. He quickly cleaned the balcony.

Song Yan returned to the room, closed the door, went to the bathroom to clean the mop, and returned to continue to clean the living room covered with footprints and water stains. When pushing to the sofa, the mop accidentally hit the coffee table, a small card fell off, Song Yan picked it up, it was Xu Qin's ID card. His eyes stayed there for a second, and he put it back in place.

Xu Qin didn't sit still and used a new kettle to boil a pot of water.

Time passes slowly, everything is natural. The two didn't talk to anyone. The room was quiet, only the sound of the mop sliding across the floor, mixed with the cooing sound of the kettle.

When Xu Qin turned his head in the open kitchen, the mop pulled a clean path just in the middle of the water stains in the living room, and the sunlight reflected on it, shining brightly. She squinted inadvertently and saw Song Yan's figure melted in the golden sunlight of autumn.

She stood here making tea, and he mopped the floor at home.

At that moment, the memory seemed to be fixed. Regaining my mind, this is a very quiet autumn afternoon, a very ordinary day, like every day in the past.

When the water was boiling, Song Yan had already cleaned the living room, and the mop and rags were completely washed and neatly placed in the bathroom.

"Let's go with a cup of tea." Xu Qin poured water into the glass, the tea leaves rolled up and down, and the tea water appeared a touch of green. She looked up at him and said, "I'm sweating a lot and want to rehydrate."

She filled three glasses of water in turn and placed them on the counter in a row.

The water dispenser is on the side, which is almost useless.

Xu Qin said: "The water is a little hot, you sit for a while."

Song Yan said: "I'm dirty and I'm not sitting anymore."

Xu Qin was a little embarrassed, but he was suddenly open. There were stains on his pants, and the fire had rolled and nowhere was clean. Standing in the brightly cleaned room that had just been cleaned, it was exceptionally abrupt.

Xu Qin removed his eyes and pointed to the high stool by the bar: "Sit this, I will wipe it off after a while."

Song Yan thought briefly for a second and then sat down.

Three cups of water swaying water vapor, will not become warm water in a second. The two waited silently.

Xu Qin asked: "Are you injured? I will deal with it for you."

Song Yan glanced at her hand: "No."

Xu Qin: "Wrists should be worn out."

Song Yan paused for a second, looked up at her, he didn't notice the broken skin at his wrist-he was wrapped around the rope when he caught the safety rope.

Xu Qin's expression was calm, so he took the medicine chest and came over. Song Yan put her hand on the table, she simply cleaned him up, took medicine, and suddenly asked, "Are you busy with work?"

"It's okay." Song Yan said, "Every day something happens, big and small." After a pause, he said, "Not busy with you."

"I arrived in the emergency room on rotation, otherwise I was not so busy, and," Xu Qin glanced at him. "We are not in danger of your job."

He groaned softly in his nose: "I think your work is dangerous enough."

Xu Qin understood that he meant that needle.

She put gauze on his wrist: "Okay."

The mist of the three glasses of water was less, and dense water droplets condensed on the mouth of the cup.

Song Yan stood up and drank. Three cups and one cup of water were exhausted. He rubbed the corners of his mouth with his back and said, "Thank you."

Without much delay, he got up and left, and she followed him to see off.

Song Yan walked to the entrance and picked up the firefighting suit on the ground. There was a small stain on the ground. He said, "Can you clean yourself?"

Xu Qin: "Can."

"Okay." He went out.

Xu Qin stood by the door, watching Song Yan leave, and a voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

Together, okay?

The elevator clanged and the door opened. Song Yan walked into the elevator, turned and pressed the floor, and then looked directly at her.

Xu Qin also looked at him,

Song Yan, together, okay?

But she said nothing after all, the elevator door closed, blocking his and her sight.

Quietness was restored in the corridor, and the fire hydrant was complete and brand new, as if nothing had happened.

...

...

Xu Qin closed the door, looked at the small pool of dirt at the entrance, and then looked at the clean and shiny living room, and suddenly felt that the house was so quiet that she could not breathe.

She clenched her hands, walked to the sofa, and sat down. She sat upright, her hands tighter and tighter.

suddenly,

She stood up violently, ran to open the floor-to-ceiling windows, and strong winds rushed in.

She fell on the railing of the window sill and shouted to the people downstairs: "Song Yan!"

A string of flying birds startled in the golden ginkgo forest.

On the trail of Qiu Yi Xiao Suo, the man in fire suit stopped and looked up.

Xu Qin couldn't see his expression clearly, and wanted to open his mouth to shout at him, cold wind came, like a big hand choked her throat.

She stopped and took a deep breath: "You are on vacation tomorrow, aren't you?"

One second, two seconds, the world is silent.

The next second, Song Yan turned away.