Liu Shimeng and Zeng Lihua sat at the same table and quietly looked at the colorful lights outside the window, without saying a word to each other.

The whole picture seems warm and comfortable, with silence in the blandness, and harmony in the quiet.

It turns out that many times, it is not the non-stop communication that can feel the warmth, and maybe sometimes the silence is also warm.

Zhongshan said goodbye to the second elder and drove all the way, he knew that it was very late, and Zeng Lihua and Liu Shimeng were still waiting.

The weather was cold, the north wind was cold, the street lights were dim, and when Chung Shan was passing the bridge, he saw a woman for some reason, only to see her standing on the bridge railing, looking into the distance, her hair fluttering messily in the north wind.

When Zhongshan saw such a scene, he was first shocked, thinking that he had met a ghost in the middle of the night, and when he looked behind him through the car mirror, he saw the woman staggering, as if she was making the last preparations.

Intuition made Chungsan feel that the situation was not good, and it was very likely that this woman was looking for a short-term view.

How could an enthusiastic special forces soldier like us Zhongshan allow such a tragedy to happen right under his nose?

He stepped on the accelerator hard, reversed the car, and quickly got out of the car, reaching the woman's neighborhood as fast as he could.

The woman turned her face pale from the cold, and saw a strong man rushing towards her, first startled, her feet slipped, and her center of gravity was unstable, and she was about to fall.

Zhongshan is a well-trained soldier, who once crawled and rolled, his eyes were quick and his hands were fast, and he rushed up with an arrow step to grab the woman's leg and did not let go.

"You let go of me, let go of me!" The woman fell and struggled wildly, and in the quiet of the night, she was suddenly disturbed by the woman's screams.

"Don't move, okay? Are you sick...... Zhongshan was grumpy, because he was holding a person with weight, and he was still a dishonest woman who was always struggling to think, and his face was flushed.

Despite this, Chungsan managed to pull her back from her upside down. ”

Chungsan pulled the woman up and sat on the ground, but the hand that grabbed the woman's leg never let go.

"I said you're sick! Don't sleep at night and seek death here! Zhongshan scolded unceremoniously.

"Who are you? Nosy, what does my death have to do with you? The woman struggled to free Chungsan's hand that was restraining her leg.

"......" Zhongshan was speechless.

The woman cried, as if possessed by a demon, and like a mentally ill person, desperate to climb the bridge again.

Chungsan's ears were filled with a woman's voice, and his heart was extremely angry.

However, when he looked at the messy woman again, she was so young, and although her face was pale and her hair was messy, she could still be seen from her clothes as a beautiful and noble woman.

The initial anger was forcibly suppressed by him, but once he calmed down and cleared his mind, he stood up slowly, lying on the bridge railing and looking at the glacier below, making a sizzling sound in his mouth.

The woman who climbed the bridge railing again was attracted by Chungsan's posture and looked at him curiously.

"It's a big night, how cold it is! Below is a thick layer of ice, pick up a stone and smash it is enough to choke through, you say you are such a beautiful girl, this is going to jump, you are going to die miserably, your head must hit the ground, your brain is overflowing, like a tofu brain, look at how beautiful you are, think about the picture of your death, it's too miserable! ”

"As soon as the hole is smashed out, the water and ice under it are not dead, you have to feel the feeling of ice thorns first, so that death is even worse, what a crime!" Chungsan muttered to himself, gesturing with pain and cold sensations in his hands.

"What's the cheapest thing in the world right now? Life is the cheapest, and there is nothing when you die! It's not worth it! I think you're young, and you're in your early twenties, right? You're the same age as a flower now, and if you die now, there's really nothing left! Are you willing to give up your family? Willing to give up this great blue sky and white clouds, flowers and mountains? And the food? You are alive, there is still a great time to change, to fight, only alive can you win, dead there is nothing! ”

"You do the math of this, if you live to be sixty years old, and you still have forty years to change yourself, you can start over, it's much better than a tragic death like yours!"

“…………… You dog take a mouse, meddling in your business..."The woman seemed to have regained her senses when she was frightened and coaxed by Zhongshan, and when she looked at the dark and cold bridge, she couldn't help but shiver, and suddenly retreated, squatting on the ground and crying.

Chungsan saw that the woman was obedient This time he breathed a sigh of relief and also squatted down.

"That's right, human life is the cheapest and most precious, God gives you life, not for you to seek death, cherish life!" Chungsan persuaded again.

"What do you know? You don't know anything! The woman covered her face and wept bitterly.

I don't know how long I cried, but the woman finally stopped crying and looked at Zhongshan pitifully.

"Thank you! If it hadn't been for you, I would have died, but now can you help me? ”

"Oh?" Zhongshan was a little embarrassed, and scratched his hair innocently.

"Will you take me to the hospital? I think my arm is broken! And I was beaten and needed to see a doctor! If you can save me like this, you must be a good person, can you help me? The woman spoke pitifully, almost pleadingly.

"Okay, no problem, I'll send you now, let's go!" Zhongshan looked at the woman and thought that he had already been a good person once, and since such a good person should do it to the end, he carefully helped the woman up.

Liu Shimeng and Zeng Lihua were bored waiting for Zhongshan, the shops on the street were closed, the lights were dimmed, and Zhongshan had not returned.

"Shimeng, are you sleepy? Why don't you take a taxi home? I'll just wait here! "I have left the painting.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy, it's still early, wait a little longer!" Liu Shimeng smiled slightly.

The mobile phone rang, and it was Zhongshan who opened the phone when Zeng Lihua opened it.

"Brother Zhongshan, what's wrong? Haven't come back yet? Zeng Lihua asked.

"I'm sorry to leave the painting! The lock keys are all behind the cash register, so you lock the door and go home! I'm a little delayed, and I won't be back for a while! The voice on the other side of Chungsan was loud.

"Oh! That's fine, I'll take the keys home! You come to my house to pick it up! Zeng Lihua glanced at Liu Shimeng, who was slightly tired.

"Okay! That's it! "Chungsan-do.

"Shimeng, let's go home! Brother Zhongshan is not coming back! Hanging up the phone, Zeng Lihua returned to the cashier counter and took out the lock, and took Liu Shimeng's clothes again.

"Then let's go! What's the matter with him? Liu Shimeng naturally took the clothes from Zeng Lihua's hand, and was suddenly stunned, such an action seems to be familiar, and once before, such an action seemed to have happened.

"What's wrong?" Zeng Lihua saw Liu Shimeng's stunned expression and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's okay! You get dressed, I'll turn off the lights! Liu Shimeng said that he went back to the kitchen to turn off the lights, and finally left the comrade-in-arms restaurant with Zeng Lihua.

"Shimeng, it's too late, let's take a taxi home!" Zeng Lihua was worried that Liu Shimeng was too tired and wanted to take a taxi home.

"I can't sleep when I go home, I've been busy all day today, I feel like the night is good, let's go back!" It's not far! Liu Shimeng refused, she was a very thrifty girl.

"Alright! It's been nice tonight, it's not very cold, and there are stars! Zeng Lihua was secretly happy in his heart, in fact, he also wanted to walk home with Liu Shimeng like this.

"Are you still used to it? Life in these two days? Zeng Lihua put his hands in his pockets.

"Habit, I love my home now!" Liu Shimeng smiled.

"Actually, I've always lived alone, life is very simple and even monotonous, and when you come, you have a little popularity!" Zeng left the painting road.

"I can see it, I felt it on the first day I came, the most in your family is books, shouldn't an artist like you live like this?" Liu Shimeng asked.

"So what kind of life do you think I should live?" Zeng Lihua turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Hmmm! It should be very rich, live a prosperous and wealthy life, you can sing opera, you can dance, and it should be very popular in your circle! But what you showed me was a very quiet and simple life! Liu Shimeng replied very honestly.

"Haha! As you can see, I'm very simple, I like to sing, I dance, because that's my soul, my dream, but that kind of luxurious life is not for me, I can't live like that! ”

"So you choose to read books and write poetry in life? A life that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world? ”

"If I could, I would like to live like this, at least I can't see hypocrisy and ugliness, and I can't see the smell of copper and decay!"

"So even if you live in the light, are you lonely?"

"Almost, no one can understand!"

"There are two poets, Changyang Gyatso and Nalan Xingde! What they left in the world is the most beautiful poem, the world calls them the most infatuated Lang, you can feel the sadness in the poem, but there are really few people who understand their hearts, the last death, a death, maybe because the heart is too desperate to end depressed! ”

"What Mr. Liu said is very true, just as I mean, the poet's emotions are very complicated, but most poets are lonely and lonely, too many emotions, too many words are pinned between the lines! What we see is poetry, but in fact their souls! ”

"I send my heart and the bright moon, with the wind until the night Langxi, when Wang Changling was degraded, the poetry style of the poet fairy Taibai is chic and romantic, but there is no need to be sad! The helplessness of being degraded by friends, I can only borrow flowers and borrow the bright moon to express my helplessness! ”

"My mother used to like to read books and read poetry, and if she was still alive, she would definitely be able to talk to you, but she is gone!" Liu Shimeng lowered her eyes.

"Shimeng, Auntie must have turned into a star in the sky now, watching you and protecting you, so you must live strongly, let yourself live healthy and happy, only then will Auntie be happy and rest assured!"

"We are neighbors and friends, I will take good care of you, you must live a wonderful life!" Zeng Lihua saw Liu Shimeng's lost appearance, very distressed, gentle comfort.

"Don't worry, I'll be strong!"

"Haha! Come on! poetry dreams,