Albert Einstein once said, "Imagination is more important than knowledge, knowledge is limited, and imagination surrounds the whole world." ”

The tall buildings stand in the middle of the city, and the thin figure of the girl is trembling in the wind, and if she is not careful, she will fall from the top rooftop and fall into flesh.

"Child, it's easy to say anything, just don't do stupid things!" It's a familiar scene again, the same plot, and the opening lines of the rotten street. The police have been spending half a day below, and the queue is getting bigger and bigger.

"Attention departments, alienate the crowd, air cushions are ready to ......" the police took the loudspeaker and roared heartbreakingly.

At this time, a few people just came out of the police car parked on the side of the road, and a police officer immediately ran over when he saw this, looking panicked, "Team Mo, the door on the top floor is locked, and the material is special and can't be opened for a while. ”

The man known as the 'Mo Team' glanced up at the situation above, and lowered his voice: "Come and follow me with a lot of strength, the rest of the people will wait for instructions below, An Qiyi, you stay below......" He glanced sideways with his afterglow, and before he could retract it, he suddenly fixed the position behind him, which was empty, he turned his head and asked, "Where is An Qiyi?" ”

The police officer who was questioned was a little stunned, "It seems to be ......" Under Mo Liangxin's burning gaze, he didn't dare to say any more, raised his hand and pointed to the direction of the entrance of the building.

"This madman ......" didn't have time to care about the others, so he raised his leg and ran over there.

There is no shelter on the top floor of the building, and people are almost fainted in the sun under the high temperature of more than 40 degrees, and whether to jump or not is obviously not a problem that people who are bent on death should be entangled, but before dying, you still have to say goodbye, this transition still has to have! But this day is also a little hotter, if there is a heavy rain to set off everything is just right.

"......" The girl shook her head, she finally regained her senses for a few seconds, her eyelids darkened, and seriously, she was about to die of the sun...... There was a sudden gasp behind her, she really didn't like the feeling of being invaded into the territory, but the doors were locked, who could come up? It was probably a hallucination of her confusion......

She looked at the pair of nominal parents downstairs, and frowned: "It's disgusting, can family affection without blood relationship really exist?" Regardless of blood, it is more important whether it is worth it or not, and I am obviously not worth it, and it is really disgusting to whitewash the term love in a magnificent way to hide the most vicious purpose in my heart......"

The girl's dry voice spread faintly, so faint that it was almost blown away by the strong wind. An Qiyi, who had just climbed up with the strength of nine cows and two tigers, quickly got up and patted the ashes on his body, pulled the rope that was firmly hanging on his body, and was about to step forward to pull down the little little man who didn't know the height of the sky, but stopped after hearing these words that were beyond the age range.

The girl trembled and clenched her fists, took a glass ball out of her pocket and threw it downstairs, and it was shattered in an instant.

"......" An Qiyi wrinkled her eyebrows and looked at the tears that fell from Xiao Budian's eyes.

The girl clutched her chest, choked and cried, "Mom...... I really can't make it......"

An Qiyi: "......"

The dazzling sunlight pierced the eyes, the girl's blurred figure was fragile, the wind blew the girl's long hair up, and she stretched out her arms, "Goodbye......" closed her eyes, and her body turned outward.

"Ahh An Qiyi leaned forward lightly, and rushed in the direction of Xiao Bu'er without thinking, and finally grabbed the girl's thin arm steadily before rolling her eyes, "What's the hurry to jump off the building!" Say goodbye and it's gone? I'm still there waiting for you to lyrically! If you want to die, give me a reason to die! ”

The girl's eyes widened suddenly.

An Qiyi lifted the person up with both hands, fortunately, Xiao Bu was light enough, otherwise she would have stayed and flown with Xiao Bu just now.

After pulling the person back from the balcony with all her might, An Qiyi breathed a sigh of relief, in order to prevent the second incident from happening, and she didn't have the strength to save the beauty again, she decisively hugged Xiao Bu'er in her arms and carried her back to the center of the rooftop, "How about it, I'm amazing, right?" ”

The wind was whistling in her ears, and the girl couldn't hear what the person in front of her was saying to her, but the smug smile on the man's face that was so conceited that she was dazzled, which she had never had.

An Qiyi dragged the back of the girl's neck with one hand, "I heard that the soul of a person who is bent on death cannot be redeemed, your deceased mother will not forgive you, I am not a Powerpuff Girl who can save you many times, and I don't want to mix with other people's boring family routines, if you haven't tried suicide, it's enough to play once, if you don't have the meaning of life, look for it, it's more interesting to choose to love than to get love......"

Before she finished speaking, the door was slammed open by Shengsheng, and what caught her eye was Captain Mo's angry and slightly worried expression.

"An Qiyi, you ......"

Seeing that Mo Liangxin was about to scold, An Qiyi's wrist suddenly sank, and he turned his head heartlessly: "She seems to have been sunburned." ”

The farce is only for after-dinner chat, and if it infiltrates life, it will seem too nosy, and no one wants to know who the girl who jumped off the building is, and what kind of life story she is about to have? Life goes on, and the drama never stops......

Cloud City is one of the most beautiful towns in most people's memory.

The bustling business district in the center of the city divides the city into two, showing different and different styles, but complementing each other. The people in the South Side are either rich or expensive, while the West Side is a little more indescribably cluttered. Located in the Panshui town of the West District, houses are bordered by white walls and red tiles, piecing together the most exquisite concave and convex rhythm of the city. Densely packed with thriving luan trees, these walls have witnessed the disappearance of annual rings and are now dilapidated.

At noon, the July day covered the place in a steamer, and suddenly a thin cold wind blew, and when it looked up, the scorching sun pierced the iris mercilessly.

The constant noise of whistles drowned out one by one, mixed with the boring curses of the drivers. A taxi driver with black-rimmed glasses stuck his head out and shouted in front of him, "Do you want to go?" A road is so big, one by one you have to squeeze in to add blockage to be happy, right? After finishing speaking, he seemed to realize something, pursed his lips and brought the cigarette in his hand close to his mouth and took a few puffs, the next second, the white smoke spit out by the man kept covering the top of his head, and there was a cloud of smoke in his sight, and he muttered: "What the hell is this weather, it's really hell, it's so hot, can God make it rain and rush to the bad luck." ”

Before the smell of the taxi could dissipate, he threw his hand out of the car and landed on the road with a parabola of a spark's cigarette butt.

There were different shouts and shouts from the side of the street, calling for something...... A local specialty, one of a kind. It turns out that the so-called "local specialties" are consistent clichés, which specialty will be the red braided rope? It's a shame.

On the wooden board of the fruit stand on the side of the street, there is an old radio, which sings in a high-pitched voice, "I want to send you the sun's thoughts, send a postcard representing love, I want to send you the love of the sun's set, and hold your heart to walk the world all over the ......"

A woman sitting on the side of the street polishing a guest's shoes, her rusty hands wiping vigorously, but her ears are erect, listening to the voice of the guest's mobile phone.

"In the early hours of last night, a female corpse appeared in a market in Panshui Town, and the police recently said that all citizens should be vigilant and pay attention to travel safety......

"Tsk, whose girl is so unlucky, but...... Our people here have always been very good, it must be the recent group of outsiders to commit crimes, a few days ago Panshui Town came to a contractor, found a large group of outsiders to repair the house, the ash flew everywhere, made a miasma, nearby residents can't stand to quarrel with people a few times, this is not who else can they be? The shoe-shining woman danced and gestured.

The guest was a slender young man, with some long hair that covered his ears, dressed in a formal suit, with a pair of metal framed eyes, raised his eyes and glanced at the woman, and after listening to her words, he did not mean to talk, and changed his own channel to watch the news.

In the blink of an eye, a drop of water from an unknown source was stained on the leather shoes that had been polished, and the shoe-shining woman squinted her eyes and looked up, and said with some uncertainty: "It's raining?" Before the woman's words fell, the big drops of rain couldn't wait to fall to the ground, who said that in this sunny July, it would not be a rainy season?

"You just run, what's the matter if you knock my pear off? You look at it...... Can this still be sold? The owner of the fruit stall stared at the figure who had run away, and stamped his feet unceremoniously, as if to catch the man who had knocked off his pear and stomp a few times to relieve his anger.

Constantly complaining, the taxi driver who had a dirty exit looked out the window at the heavy rain that became pouring in an instant, his eyes trembled slightly, and he raised his hand and rubbed his nose, "...... Oh, what a god of mine. ”

At the same time, a middle-aged woman of some age walked out of a grocery store, holding an umbrella and looking back and forth at the cars on the street, her skirt bobbing back and forth in the wind. The woman was slender, her shoulder-length hair fluttering in the wind, she held the umbrella handle in one hand, and held her hair desperately with the other.

The black Volkswagen hero stopped in front of the woman like a rescuer, and a muffled voice came from inside, with a very nasal voice, "Is it Miss Duan Ruilan?" ”

"Who are you?" The woman tilted her head and bent down to look at the person inside, her eyes paused, the man was wearing a high-necked coat, and the brim of the hat covered most of his face, for some reason she felt that the man was inexplicably familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Do you go to counseling regularly?"

A gust of wind blew, and the woman shivered coldly, and her voice couldn't help but slander: "No...... That's right, you are? ”

"I'm friends with your attending physician, Dr. Liang, and I've learned about your condition from him, so let's get in the car first, it's raining too much outside."

The man stretched out his arms and looked particularly difficult when he turned sideways to open the passenger door. His collar was high, obscuring most of his face.