Perhaps everyone in this world sometimes has one, and they have to accept the result of giving up one.

For a second... Three seconds... Five-second ......

In the moment of the race against time, everyone casts their eyes on the surface of hope, and as time passes, sadness chokes in their throats.

Si Wei couldn't help but clench his fists, his thumb began to white, and there seemed to be a whirlwind in his heart, desperately crossing everything, crying with despair.

Just as tears welled up in his eyes, the calm water blistered.

The next moment the end of the rope was caught, Song Ju'an poked his head out of the water, and with his other arm he hugged the unconscious girl hard, while struggling to swim towards the location of the rescue boat.

The rescuers cooperated with him to put the girl on the rescue boat, and then Song Ju'an was pulled up the river bank by a rope.

"Captain...... Captain!" the team members gathered around.

Song Ju'an stood on the shore wet, looking past the others and looking at Si Wei, his eyes were faint and difficult to discern, more lost and lonely.

The rescue boat drove to the shore, and the medical personnel had arrived on standby, the girl's neck was covered with blood, the white half sleeves on her body were stained with blood, and her face was bloodless.

The doctor took a pulse check first, followed by a CPR, and with each compression, everyone waited with bated breath.

The best three minutes were about to pass, from chest compressions to artificial respiration, but the girl was like a lifeless puppet, and there was no response.

The afterglow of the sunset was still dissipating, but Si Wei trembled, she turned her head a little to look at Song Ju'an, he still maintained the posture of just coming ashore, only at the moment he was tilting his head and his fists were closed at his side.

Human beings' attachment to life is not only about themselves, but sometimes it is the most lovable people who want to protect the lives and property of others.

They carry the lives of the masses on their shoulders, regard this as a mission, and watch that life pass away, leaving behind a full of powerlessness and self-blame.

When he returned to the camp, it was time to eat, and Song Ju'an's speed was no different from usual, and he left after eating.

It's not the first time I've experienced something like today, which didn't save anyone.

Si Wei learned from Zheng Yan that three months ago, they went to the police in a nearby community, when a girl was about to commit suicide by jumping out of the window, and it was Song Ju'an who slid down from the roof of the building to the window of her house, and finally succeeded in saving the person.

That girl is also the one who committed suicide today.

Zheng Yan and several team members moved two small speakers to the playground to prepare for tonight's farewell ceremony.

After Si Wei finished helping, he went to find someone, and sure enough, he found Song Ju'an's shadow, and he sat on the spot, his hands on the knees with his legs bent, and he was alone.

"What are you thinking?" asked Swie, sitting down beside him.

Song Ju'an noticed her coming, and his voice was flat: "You said, once people are too comfortable, do they have some abilities that will regress." ”

He was questioning himself.

Si Wei pursed his lower lip, "There are often two outcomes when the police are dispatched, one is that everyone is happy, and the other is that there must always be a broken, rescuer or rescued, the latter is inevitable." ”

"It's inevitable...... Song Ju'an lowered his head and laughed at himself, and turned to Si Wei after a while, "Have you studied psychoanalysis?"

"A little. ”

No wonder I can say it on point every time, and it's good.

After the silence, Siwei asked, "Do you want me to analyze you?" she asked very seriously, and began to observe his expression as she spoke.

Song Ju'an was stunned, and when he came into contact with her searching eyes, he stood up almost immediately, and looked down at the person who was still sitting on the ground with a sinking face.

"To or not to?" Si Wei's expression was faint.

"Don't. He quickly refused, and he didn't care about the trouble of saving people, so he raised his feet and walked away.

Song Ju'an's psychological endurance is not weak, and it is temporary to fall into confusion, but despite this, Si Wei still wants to use his own methods to get him out quickly.

For firefighters, the most terrifying thing is not that they are crushed by a single blow, but that negative emotions accumulate and suddenly explode one day.

At half past eight in the evening, Hou Guang was picked up by Zheng Zhi and returned to the camp, and from the moment he entered the gate, he couldn't see any light along the way.

"Captain, is there a problem with the camp's lighting system?" asked Hou Guang.

"I forgot to tell you, they went on a mission two hours ago, so no one cared about the lights. Zheng Zhi replied seriously.

Hou Guang couldn't figure it out in his heart, so he simply didn't ask.

Zheng Zhi pushed people to the playground and excused himself to turn on the lights, leaving Hou Guang in a wheelchair to wait.

Looking at this familiar venue, and thinking about himself who was about to retire from the army, Hou Guang felt indescribably uncomfortable, and his chest was even more painful.

He hung his head, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the camp lights came on.

He immediately raised his head, and what appeared in front of him was the group of boys led by Zheng Yan, everyone stood in line, solemn and serious.

Before Hou Guang could react to what was going on, the music started to ......

As the 15-second piano prelude passed, he burst into tears.

Zheng Yan sang the first sentence: "Don't stop the wind, feel the sound of running, crisp and determined-"

The next firefighter continued to sing.

Si Wei looked at it from afar: "Why did you choose this one?"

Song Ju'an was beside him and slowly spoke: "Hou Guang likes this song very much, so after you put forward the idea of singing goodbye, they preferred this song." ”

Ping An's "Clouds and Light Breeze", the original version is a loud and high-pitched singing, conveying warm and gentle emotions.

And at this moment, this group of rough men is singing, and there is more perseverance and impassioned power in the song, and the penetrating force seems to bloom from the flames and goes all the way to the hearts of the people.

The high-tide part is a chorus: "The clouds are light and the wind is light, it is the most beautiful mood on the way home, your eyes ignite reality and dreams... Will you be able to remember your figure and your calm expression in the next reincarnation? ”

Si Wei stood in place, his originally steady heartbeat gradually losing his rhythm in the powerful singing, and the training he had experienced here was also passing in front of him.

The heart-shaking touch comes from the way you walked the road they came, witnessed their retrograde and desperate journey, and watched them go away after the dust settled.

The music stopped, the playground returned to silence, and the military flag was waved in the wind high up.

All the people in the camp gathered here, from firefighters to Si Wei and Xu Heyan, everyone stood straight, their eyes were red but they didn't shed tears.

Song Ju'an and Zheng Zhi came to Hou Guang in a standard running posture, turned left and right, and instructor Luo Qingqiang sent flowers, and Hou Guang took it with tears in his eyes.

Song Ju'an: "Salute to your comrades-in-arms!"

Under an order, all the firefighters raised their right hands, and their tearful eyes fell on Hou Guang, in the face of such a scene, Hou Guang's shoulders trembled violently, and after all, he raised his hand to salute with self-denial.

For a full minute, when the salute was over, the firefighters ran to Hou Guang in unison, and the parting words were always endless, and several young men gathered around to wipe their tears.

Hou Guang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cried and said: "I have been a firefighter for two years, and now I am honorably injured...... Discharged from the army, I am worthy of myself. ”

Song Ju'an patted him on the shoulder, looked at the night sky and stopped talking.

The tip of Si Wei's nose was slightly sour, Xu Heyan handed over a pack of tissues, and sighed: "It's more touching than on TV." ”

As he spoke, he sniffled.

About soldiers, doctors, firefighters...... There have been too many unknown touching moments in their lives, and everything in front of and behind the screen carries their sad past.

Hou Guang left at 10 o'clock, and most of this farewell is not possible to see each other again.

Zheng Zhi settled the team members to go back to rest, and left another team on duty, Xu Heyan still had something to say to him, so Si Wei went back to the dormitory first.

Xu Heyan forcibly stuffed the note with his mobile phone number written on it to others, and he was rarely nervous and speechless.

Seeing her so awkward, Zheng Zhi felt very bad about himself, and he couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to refuse.

The two struggled in their hearts for a long time, but in the end, Xu Heyan was even more open: "Captain Zheng, I really like you." ”

She boldly expressed her intentions, and there was a lingering affection hidden in her eyes.

Zheng Zhi swallowed nervously: "We are not suitable." ”

"Why is it not suitable?" Xu Heyan immediately answered, "I am studying medicine, we are both engaged in the profession of protecting the lives of others, as long as you give me a chance, I will definitely make you like me!"

"......" Zheng Zhi's expression was calm and light, but in fact, he was disturbed by her single-handedness, so he could only look away, "Our personalities are incompatible, and the most important thing is that I have no intention of falling in love." ”

"Do you hate me, then?" she asked expectantly.

Zheng Zhi's eyelids jumped, and he replied truthfully: "It's okay." ”

Xu Heyan snorted lightly, not very satisfied, but still tilted his head and smiled: "I have a hunch, we will meet again, you can put this note." ”

Zheng Zhi lowered his eyelids, his dark pupils were opposite her, and his tone was resolute: "I hope you can understand that I am not the person you should like." ”

Xu Heyan didn't refute, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "That's my business, don't forget me next time we meet." ”

Leaving some inexplicable words, she went back, but Zheng Zhi had been hurting her brain for a long time.

——

Song Ju'an had already finished cleaning up and lay down on the bed, and when he saw Zheng Zhi coming in with a complicated face, he asked, "Have you had a showdown with the little girl?"

"It's someone who has a showdown with me......"

"Yo he?" Song Ju'an suddenly became interested, sat up and looked at him: "Can't be rejected by confession?"

Zheng Zhi immediately looked at him as if he had been stepped on his tail, "Captain Song has started to take care of the private lives of the team members?"

"Not really. ”

Zheng Zhi didn't want to mention it again, so he washed his face and lay on the bed thinking about it.

"You say, are we destined to be beaten off like this?" he asked.

Song Ju'an's back stiffened, and when he thought of Siwei, he quickly closed his eyes and asked casually, "Do you want to marry a daughter-in-law?"

"The family was waiting for Zheng Yan to take his girlfriend back, but I didn't think about it at all. Zheng Zhi smiled, "What about you, grandma is so old, you should have a home for her to rest assured." ”

Song Ju'an had a dry smile on his face, laughing at himself: "One poor and two white, what can you give to others." ”

"It depends—what the girl you fancy wants. ”

Hearing this, Song Ju'an opened his eyes and suddenly saw Si Wei's cold face.

He was stunned for a moment, and soon frowned like an electric shock, and the illusion was gone.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Turn off the lights and go to sleep." ”

With a sentence left, he pulled the quilt and wrapped himself in it, and the action was so loud that the bed shook twice.

——

The alarm bell rang early in the morning, and Song Ju'an brought half of the squadron over.

Zheng Yan sent Si Wei and them away, and asked her if she had anything to leave before leaving, Si Wei shook her head.

Zheng Yan was a little regretful, but he still happily sent people away.

The final payment of the program group arrived in a few days, and Si Wei looked at the five-digit, month-long sense of loss of zero income, and now it is finally a little balanced.

As the saying goes, good news comes with a companion.

When Siwei started to scroll through other job postings on the Internet, the system replied.

It's not entirely good news, to put it simply, the company is quite satisfied with her, the problem is that she still doubts her ability, because the next series of programs launched by the system is closer to the warm reality and needs to examine the actual characters.

Her main business in the original company is centered on the current hot spots, and it takes time for her thinking to change, which is reflected in her work, which may cause the writing of articles to be unsmooth.

In short, what the other party means is that you can start as a small editor first, and the salary can be negotiated separately.

Si Wei actually guessed that there would naturally be disappointment, but people still have to live after all, and after thinking about it, she agreed to join the company.

Not only her, Xu Heyan also wants to be on the right track, informing her to go to the city hospital for an interview tomorrow, she has also had a year of practical experience before, and the result will not be too bad.

Before going to bed that night, Si Wei left the last stroke in the painting book, and wrote the words "Song Ju'an" in the upper left corner, and this sketch belonging to him was completed.

After reading the album for a while, she took out the glove box from under the bed, found the drawing book from a few years ago, turned it page by page, and soon found the figure painting that was also marked with those three words.

Under the pale yellow light, Si Wei took the two pictures to compare the past and the present, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.