People are weak, and concern itself can only produce tiny waves in the heart, and when you choose to turn a blind eye and indulge it to rush deep into your heart, until fear grabs your breath, and the closed door of your heart will not be redeemed.

However, people live to adapt to parting, even if it is difficult to do.

Therefore, Siwei said, "I will live well." As she spoke, she lowered her eyes, her expression revealing a little loneliness.

Rather than deliberately avoiding this sensitive topic, respond explicitly.

Although, there is an element of self-righteousness in this.

The moment he heard the answer, Song Ju'an's eyes sank, but the arm holding the person was obviously relaxed.

He said, "That's good." ”

Si Wei's heart sank halfway, pretending to be unharmed and brushing his hand away, turning around: "Okay, it's time for you to go to the hospital." ”

Song Ju'an nodded: "I will come back as soon as possible." ”

After a long time, Si Wei watched the people in his field of vision go away, turned around, and walked back to the unit building.

The topic of sacrifice quietly brushes everything aside, as if the friction of a few minutes ago did not exist.

Getting into the taxi, Song Ju'an was distracted all the way, and chaotic thoughts flashed alternately from his mind.

Driven by restlessness, he lowered the window of the car, feeling the coolness of the breeze while holding his fist against his eyebrows.

Half an hour later, Song Ju'an got out of the car at the entrance of the hospital.

Walking into the hall, the process is the same as before, hang up the number of the old Chinese medicine doctor, wait for a few minutes, and enter the consultation room.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, and as he took off his shoes, the old doctor pushed the door open.

The two looked at each other, and Song Ju'an smiled first: "This time it came suddenly, I have to trouble you again." ”

The old doctor looked away, put a set of silver needles on the locker, and said as he unfolded it: "It is earlier than in previous years, and the treatment of these two days is just right, so as not to be sinned." ”

Song Ju'an rolled up his trouser legs and laughed silently.

The old doctor glimpsed: "The body is its own, since you have a life to live for a day, you have to pay more attention in the future." ”

"Yes, even if I don't spare this life, I can't make the people around me sad. He looked up, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

The old doctor scolded him, "The stinky boy is talking nonsense again, hurry up and lie down, I have given the needle." ”

Song Ju'an smiled and did so.

Each needle is a different acupuncture point and depth, in addition, the duration must be adjusted, and a few needles should be removed in time during the application process.

The further back you go, the more intense the pain becomes.

The clinic was surprisingly quiet, until the seventh shot fell, and the old doctor looked at him distractedly.

I saw Song Ju'an's face tense, because he tried his best to endure it, his neck stretched forward, the meridians on the side of his neck were spurting and beating, and his eyes were staring straight at the ceiling.

His eyes, as before, seemed to be restrained and forbearing.

No, it seems to be different again.

There, in addition to inhibition, there is pain that has never been seen before...... As well as fear.

Invisible, but real.

The old doctor continued to devote himself to the work at hand, and the silver needles penetrated into the texture inch by inch.

No one knows, and there are many sources of his fear—past regrets and regrets, and uncertainty about the future.

This feeling has been twisted into a hemp rope in the past half a month, firmly binding Song Ju'an and threatening him.

Farewell.

His struggles, no one knows.

Even he himself did not know how long this chain of influences would last, and how far it would go.

For this reason, he hypnotized himself and concealed it from others.

He can continue to fight, just like before!

It is only when his will is at his weakest that his true fragile side will be inadvertently revealed.

Song Ju'an clenched his fists hard, and I don't know how long it took, when the last needle was withdrawn, his hand twitched, but he looked very weak.

......

Department of Anesthesiology.

Xu Heyan put on a white coat, picked up the record board on the desk, buckled it to his chest, and went outside.

I didn't go a few steps out of the house and found a person sitting on a lounge chair.

Song Ju'an had been looking at this side, and when he saw her, he slowly got up.

Xu Heyan stepped forward, "This is the anesthesiology department, Captain Song shouldn't be going the wrong way." ”

His expression was immovable, and his tone was flat.

"I'm here because I want something for you. Song Ju'an said bluntly.

Xu Heyan frowned slightly.

I saw Song Ju'an put his hand into his trouser pocket, and quickly took out a folded piece of paper, which was slightly wrinkled.

"For you. He handed it out.

Xu Heyan stared at that place for a long time, and the hand in his pocket was finally slowly withdrawn.

I pinched it in my hand, used a little force, and didn't unfold it.

Song Ju'an hurriedly swept her eyes, and his gaze fell back to the paper.

"This was found in his helmet. ”

Firefighting helmets are the hardest form of protection.

When going out on a mission, some team members will choose to put important things inside, such as a suicide note.

Xu Heyan nodded silently.

Song Ju'an said: "This is what he left for you, but I haven't found a chance to give it to you before." ”

Xu Heyan was silent and said, "Thank you." ”

Song Ju'an didn't speak for a few seconds, raised his eyes and touched the corners of her red eyes, and only said, "See you later." ”

Sure enough, it didn't stay any longer.

Xu Heyan stood alone, and after a while, he looked up and stuffed the suicide note into his pocket.

She walked towards the other end of the hallway, her steps gentle.

She didn't cry, because the scars on her heart only hurt with each tear, and there was no one who could really comfort her.

When Song Ju'an left the hospital, it was already raining outside.

He stood in the doorway, waiting for the rain to stop.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was completely dark.

The rain began to rain from the beginning, and gradually gained a great momentum, and with the help of the wind, it blew obliquely on people's faces.

More rain fell neatly on the earth, and then splashed on the ground, and in the chaotic world, it seemed silent.

The leg muscles are beating irregularly, which brings pain.

And the pain, insignificant.

Song Ju'an's eyes slowly narrowed, casting his gaze into the rain curtain, restrained and deep, and his emotions were difficult to distinguish.

Half an hour later, he stopped a taxi on the street.

Get in the car, the driver asks where to go.

He reported the location of the fire barracks.

Just a few minutes ago, Da Jiang called and said that Zheng's father had come to the team.

The instructor took a group of people out on a mission, and I don't know when I will be back.

It's just that someone has to come forward to solve this matter.

......

It was almost six o'clock, and Siwei couldn't wait for anyone, so he made a phone call.

The one over there picked up quickly, saying that it had already arrived near the community.

After hanging up, Si Wei looked at the sky, thought about it for a while, and went out with an umbrella.

After dealing with Zheng's father's affairs, Song Ju'an rushed to the community.

Originally, he could not come.

Because she's going to understand.

Song Ju'an quickened his pace, stepped into the community with his front foot, and after a while, the thunder rolled in the sky, and then he felt the wetness of a certain part of his arm.

The pace of raindrops falling is faster, and the people around them are running forward with umbrellas.

Song Ju'an grabbed the collar of his shirt, shook it and put it on top of his head, looked at the road ahead, and walked quickly.

The heavy rain in the middle of the road was menacing, and the crackling sound resounded in the white sight.

Frequent rainwater drifted into the bottom of the eyes, halfway through the wind and rain, the front chest was wet, and it was close to the body.

ran like this for a while, but Song Ju'an slowly slowed down and stopped after a few steps.

In the black rain, he saw Siwei standing a few meters away, holding an umbrella, looking at him quietly.

The two eyes were very short, and after a while, the other party ran towards him and stood firmly in front of him.

Si Wei is low, and if he wants to give him an umbrella, he has to raise his arms, which is a little difficult.

Song Ju'an let go of his collar, held the umbrella, and naturally held her with one hand.

He tilted his head and asked, "It's raining so hard that I run back, can I keep up?"

Swei shook him back and nodded.

But Song Ju'an didn't react, stared at her for a moment and then spoke: "Or I'll carry you." ”

The rain was noisy, but his words were heard clearly.

Si Wei was not embarrassed, his black and white eyes were always staring at him, revealing calmness.

Suddenly, a shallow smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

On a rainy night, she climbed on his back, and he got up steadily, turned upside down, and moved forward steadily.

The rain continued unabated, the road ahead was hazy and blurred, and the wind and rain washed the whole world, and the leaves rattled everywhere they passed.

Si Wei held an umbrella and lay on the man's back, his face against his wet hair, his eyes half-closed, feeling the solidity and support he bringed.

The rain was more dense in the second half, but it no longer had the momentum of the previous big water idea.

Song Ju'an's pace was speeding up, and Si Wei on his back was inevitably upset.

In this way, she still cares whether he will be drenched, and will always resist the oncoming wind and not let the umbrella deviate backwards by half a minute.

The raindrops were still falling, lingering around the streetlights, emitting a hazy glow.

Perhaps he couldn't help it, but as he passed by the light, he took her around.

The footsteps stopped, one turned his head, the other lowered his eyes, and they all looked at each other and smiled.

The gentleness between his eyebrows, the bright light in her eyes, did not fall into the other party's eyes.

At this moment, there is no dust to disturb, no talk about the past and future, and what is revealed is only the purest love.

Everything that has been lost for a long time is so touching, as if it will never be broken again from now on forever.

Si Wei was immersed in the atmosphere until a bolt of lightning silently struck his vision.

Her eyes were slightly sluggish, Song Ju'an had already withdrawn her gaze, stepped on the stagnant water, and walked forward quickly.

In the night sky, the already faint moonlight was hidden behind dark clouds at some point.

On a rainy night, the surrounding darkness was a little thicker.

This night, Song Ju'an only stayed for a meal and returned to the team before ten o'clock.

Before parting, Siwei told him to "pay attention to safety".

He said "yes".

It's still the same, Siwei sent someone downstairs and watched him leave.

The difference is that after Song Ju'an walked out of a distance, he heard an abrupt sound.

He stopped, but didn't look back.

From behind him: "The future is very long, I will wait for you." ”

This was followed by the sound of footsteps treading water and leaving.

He also did not stop and walked away.

Since then, every day seems to be getting back on track.

The alarm bell rings daily, various small accidents continue one after another, and the fire brigade is out all day long.

The busy and urgent life seems to be quietly bringing every team member out of the shadow zone.

And faith and responsibility are the forces that support them to go on.

On this day, after dealing with a traffic rear-end accident, it was noon.

Coming out of the garage, the team members rushed to the cafeteria.

Song Ju'an picked a shady place, sat on the ground, lit a cigarette and smoked it.

"Not going to quit smoking?" said the instructor's voice not far away.

Song Ju'an looked sideways and withdrew his gaze without moving.

He took the cigarette and brought it to his lips and took a deep breath.

Luo Qingqiang stood next to him, glanced at it, and looked into the distance.

"Lately, every time I see you coming back from the police, you're smoking. ”

"Unzip. Song Ju'an squinted his eyes and spit out smoke rings.

It's rare that Luo Qingqiang didn't choke him this time, but said: "You pay attention to yourself, if you can't go to the doctor." ”

"My leg is very good these days, if you don't believe it, instructor, go and ask Da Jiang them. He half-squinted, looking lazy and casual.

Luo Qingqiang looked down at him, there was anger in his eyes, and his lips moved in a hurry.

It's just that when it comes to the mouth, it is swallowed back raw.

He raised his head and said, "Zheng Yan will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and everything will be packed up, right?"

"Hmm. ”

"Tomorrow I'm going to other squadrons for training, you... Don't be too sad when you give them away. ”

"Hmm. ”

Luo Qingqiang looked at him again, his expression was much more complicated.

After a while, he said hoarsely, "Stop smoking, let's go eat." ”

"Hmm. He extinguished the cigarette butt and sat still.

Normally, Luo Qingqiang had to scold him for being perfunctory.

This time, nothing more.

When Song Ju'an was alone, he finally raised his head, held the cigarette butt in his palm, and rubbed it repeatedly.

For a long time, I wiped my face heavily, raised my face, and looked at the sky with a sloppy gaze.

Zheng's father said that he and his wife understood their son's intentions and were willing to go with him. Because fire sacrifice is a rare case, more people insist on their own posts and serve the people day after day.

They have lost, but they still want to believe in the good.

However, Song Ju'an could not agree.

It is better to say goodbye to your comrades-in-arms in uniform than to say goodbye to the martyrs across yin and yang.