The fireworks on the top of the mountain burst out, and from a distance it looked like a ball of sparks that were constantly being raised, and they fell one after another in silence.

Chu Ming looked at the top of the back mountain, the stars came into view, and a trace of imperceptible emotion flashed on his face, a little excitement, and a little regret. A colorful and envious love is about to come to an end, just like the fireworks in the distance, no matter how free, obsessed, and excited the people under the fireworks are, they are about to burn out.

Chu Ming kept flipping the mobile phone in his hand, very satisfied with his design. The medicine under the persuasion of Jian and Traditional Chinese is not a health care drug for hangover and liver protection at all, but a powerful hypoglycemic drug, which can reduce the output of liver glucose source and stimulate insulin secretion when taken with meals. Jian Fan had been eating for a while, and she had already had symptoms of hypoglycemia, and now her blood sugar level was probably at the lower limit of the normal value. Chu Ming took out his mobile phone and made a call, and soon, the street lights on the two roads leading to the summit platform were all extinguished, and the landscape lighting on the platform also died down. Chu Ming looked at the fireworks in the distance again, every step of the design and implementation was perfect, just waiting for the result.

At this time, Jian Fan was surrounding the crackling and constantly bursting spray flowers to place the fireflower tubes to be set off on the periphery, "Jiang Shuai, are you ready?" I set it up, you will light it immediately, you can't stop, you must connect it." ”

"No problem, put all the convolutions on the table and I'll put them together one by one. ”

"Hmm. ”

"It's a pity that I didn't bring a camera, so I couldn't take pictures. ”

"It's okay, I'll come back next time. ”

One by one, the fireworks bombs hit the sky "through, through, through", and the spray flowers in the middle gradually weakened, one meter high, half a meter high, and the "Xuan" several sounds were finally extinguished.

"Jiang Shuai, the street lights are out. The dazzling light in front of me disappeared, only to realize that the surroundings were already dark.

Jiang Shuai stepped forward and hugged Jian Fan in his arms, "It's okay! Maybe someone deliberately turned off the lights in order to make our play more enjoyable. ”

"Hmm. Jian Fan pulled Jiang Shuai to the fence of the platform and looked into the distance, "Look, there are no street lights, it's pitch black below, and we don't look like we're floating in mid-air." ”

"Haha, look at me. Jiang Shuai shouted into the distance, "We are here!"

"Will anyone hear me?"

"The gods in heaven can hear it. Jiang Shuai hugged Jian Fan tightly and looked into the depths of the night sky without a trace of starlight and moonlight, "See us? We are here." We're going to be together in the next life! And we're going to be together in the next life! Heavenly immortals, do you hear that?"

"Hey, the gods were scared by you. The fairy said, I'm not tired!"

"Immortals can also write code, just write a recursive program for us, life and death cycle!"

"Hmm. Jian Fan leaned on Jiang Shuai's arms, feeling that his eyelids were a little heavy. Maybe it's so beautiful, it's breathtakingly beautiful. Overhead is dazzling and gorgeous fireworks, in the distance is the bright lights of the galaxy, and beside him is an affectionate lover who does not regret it. If time stands still at this moment, the heart is willing to sink.

The fireworks bombs behind him burned out one after another, except for the "chirping" of the insects, the world was instantly quiet.

"Jian Fan, are you tired?"

Jian Fan frowned, unwilling to open his eyes.

"Jian Fan?" Jiang Shuai raised Jian Fan's face, "Sleepy, don't sleep yet." ”

"Sleep a little longer!"

Jiang Shuai felt that something was wrong, and Jian Fan's body slid down softly, "Wake up! Jian Fan, talk to me, what's wrong with you." Talk to me. ”

Jian Fan was woken up and raised his eyes with great effort, "I'm a little uncomfortable, it seems to be low blood sugar." ”

Jiang Shuai hurriedly picked up Jian Fan and put him on the bench, and he didn't find a piece of candy when he touched his whole body, "Jian Fan, do you have candy on you?"

"No! I ate a lot of cakes. Jian Fan blamed himself and kept rubbing his eyes, but unfortunately in addition to the white points of light that kept appearing, there was endless darkness, "Jiang Shuai, I can't see it." Jian Fan leaned over and hugged his legs, forming himself into a ball, but he still couldn't resist the numbness coming from the back of his hand.

"I'll find someone right away!" Jiang Shuai took out his mobile phone to make a call, and after listening for a while, he wanted to smash the phone on the ground. The signal in the ghost place is too weak to exhale.

"Simple, hold on. I'll carry you down the mountain. Jiang Shuai was so anxious that he turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone and leaned over to pick up Jian Fan.

In addition to the light of the mobile phone, the slope leading to the bottom of the mountain is black. Fortunately, there were no tall trees on the hill, just large tracts of grass and low shrubs, and the direction of the descent could barely be made out by the illuminated buildings at the bottom of the hillside. Jiang Shuai walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and his clothes were soon soaked with sweat. Stick to it.

Although the altitude of the summit is high, the vertical distance from the flat land of the mountain villa is only a few tens of meters, and the slope is not steep, so if you walk on it in the daytime, it is effortless to walk on it. But for Jiang Shuai at this time, it was different, every step ahead was like an abyss, and every step was scared. Unable to see whether the road under his feet was a problem of light or eyes, Jiang Shuai could no longer tell the difference, and only felt deeply incompetent.

Suddenly, the roots of the old bush that came out of the roadside tripped Jiang Shuai violently. The moment he fell, Jiang Shuai subconsciously lifted Jian Fan high and lay on the ground, but Jian Fan still rolled out of his arms.

"Jian Fan!" Jiang Shuai didn't care about the pain, and got up and threw himself at Jian Fan's side. The corners of his mouth were bitter, sweat mixed with tears, "Jian Fan, are you okay? Tell me, where does it hurt?" Jiang Shuai knelt on the ground and held up Jian Fan, and kissed Jian Fan's forehead one by one, "Jian Fan, please, wake up." ”

"What's wrong?" Jian Fan slowly opened his eyes, only feeling chills all over his body, and he couldn't feel the pain in his body at all.

Jiang Shuai picked Jian Fan up again, but he didn't dare to move his steps, "Jian Fan, can you wait here for me?" I'll go find someone." ”

"Yes!"

Jiang Shuai cautiously carried Jian Fan to a bench on the side of the road, and reluctantly hugged Jian Fan, "Wait for me." "Fly away.

Jian Fan stretched his legs hard, and Jiang Shuai left, a little scared in a daze. Concentrated on his loose spirit, he took out a delicate and small saber from the pocket of his trench coat, stretched out the blade and held it in his hand.

Jiang Shuai didn't run a few steps, and fell to the ground with a "snap". Gritting his teeth, he got up and continued to run. It doesn't matter if you can see the road clearly! As long as you don't die, you have to keep running. Jian Mao, you wait for me!

The cumulonimbus clouds that pressed up after dinner finally couldn't hold on, and the raindrops fell tricklingly.

"Whoever cares about the street lamps on the hill, turn them on. Jiang Shuai rushed down the hill, and the first security guard on duty he met became innocently unlucky.

The security guard was a little confused, "I, I'll help you find someone." ”

"Go. Jiang Shuai tore down the number on the security guard's chest hard, "If the street lights can't be turned on, I'll look for you." ”

"Okay. ”

Jiang Shuai knew where Han Cong was having a meeting, so he ran directly to the second floor of the welcome building, and kicked open the room where Han Cong was meeting.

"Jiang Shuai, what's wrong?" Han Cong stood up.

Jiang Shuai's eyes were hot, and he turned around and left, feeling a great grievance in his heart. Why? Why? Why is my eye broken? Why is the cell phone signal bad here? Why should I turn to Han Cong?

Han Cong chased after him and looked at Jiang Shuai's mess, "Jiang Shuai, what's wrong with you?"

"In the mountains. ”

"At such a late hour, you left her alone on the mountain?" Han Cong suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, "What's wrong?"

"I need sugar, juice. Quick!" Jiang Shuai couldn't care about Han Cong's accusation.

Li Xiao, who was chasing after Han Cong, immediately ordered people to prepare, and as soon as the things came up, Jiang Shuai immediately took them in his arms and turned around and ran. Han Cong looked at the sky and pulled two umbrellas from the lobby to follow.

The street lights leading to the top of the mountain were already on, and Jiang Shuai breathed a sigh of relief. The speed of the 100-meter race rushed to the place that separated Jian and Fan in memory. But until I ran to the top of the mountain and searched all the roadside benches, I didn't see Jian Fan's figure. Han Cong couldn't keep up with Jiang Shuai's speed with the umbrella, and finally simply put the umbrella away and caught up with Jiang Shuai, "Jiang Shuai, where is Jian Fan?"

"It's supposed to be here. Jiang Shuai shouted Jian Fan's name and turned back to the bench where Jian Fan was left, looking anxious and confused.

"Do you remember? Could it be another way down the mountain? ”

"I can still tell which way to go. Jiang Shuai couldn't stand Han Cong's questioning, stepped on the bench and shouted, "Jian Fan, where are you?"

"Jiang Shuai, there seems to be someone in the pavilion over there. Han Cong looked at a pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Jiang Shuai immediately jumped down from the chair and ran to the pavilion along an upward fork in the road, "Jian Fan!" I saw Jian Fan curled up in a corner of the pavilion.

"Jian Fan, I'm back! Sugar!" Jiang Shuai let Jian Fan lean into his arms, peeled off a piece of sugar cube and put it in Jian Fan's mouth, unscrewed the juice and handed it to Jian Fan's mouth, feeding it little by little.

Jian Fan hugged Jiang Shuai tightly, and finally let go of the heart he was carrying. This is Jiang Shuai!

"It's good that it didn't get wet!" Han Cong helped Jian Fan lift the hem of the windbreaker he had hammered up, "What is this?" A saber slid down from Jian Fan's clothes, Han Cong picked it up and looked at it through the bright landscape light, "There are blood stains on it." ”

"Someone picked me up and I slipped him. Jian Fan closed his eyes, asked for the temperature in Jiang Shuai's arms, and felt the unique fragrance of Jiang Shuai's body. The smell on that person just now was wrong.

Jiang Shuai and Han Cong were shocked at the same time and looked at the other exit of the pavilion. The bushes in the distance shook in the distance as the rain sounded.