When Song Huaifeng walked to the edge of the reservoir embankment, it was already dark.

Walking all the way from the city, he almost watched the sun go down little by little, just above the road in front of him, getting lower and lower.

At the beginning, Song Huaifeng didn't think about where to go. He just didn't want to leave any more superfluous traces, and he didn't want to get too close to the circle of daily life, so he didn't drive or ride, and walked towards the sun step by step.

It's like a boasting father chasing the sun, self-destructive.

He knew that in the eyes of some friends, his life was actually not bad, he had a decent job, married a shrewd and capable wife Li Caixia, and gave birth to a smart and sensible daughter Song Xingye...... Indeed, it would have been good if it had not been for a series of events that have happened since the beginning of this year.

But the problem doesn't seem to be limited to this year.

As an engineering college student more than ten years ago, Song Huaifeng originally had a bright future. After graduating, he entered the research institute and worked as a technical consultant in some factories from time to time. But in recent years, his career has become more and more uncomfortable.

Because Song Huaifeng's professional field is the kind of picture tube in TV.

When he was in college, this was still high-tech in everyone's eyes, and it was a 'stuck neck' technology field that China had to overcome with all its might. However, just a few years ago, no one seemed to pay attention to picture tubes anymore, and the technology that attracted everyone's attention became liquid crystal display panels.

The cooperation he led was all in vain, and those factories either closed down or transformed, and only a small part of them were still surviving.

Song Huaifeng asked himself if there was anything wrong in his work, whether it was in the research institute or in the manufacturers he cooperated with. But inexplicably, it seems that this society no longer needs its own profession.

His interpersonal relationships in the academy are also very average, especially in the eyes of the leaders, which is a typical example of oil and salt not entering. When the hospital was adjusted, there were several conflicts with the leaders, and they were completely excluded.

Of course, dismissal is dismissal, and the compensation given by the unit is not stingy. Song Huaifeng took this money into the stock market and really made a lot of money. He thought he could make investing a new career for the rest of his life. He even thought that when he earned two million, he would take the money home and tell his wife and daughter that he was already a professional investor!

But then what?

I thought that the stock market didn't make enough money and wasn't fast enough, so I entered the futures market. Then, like a dream bubble, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hehehe......"

Song Huaifeng stood on the embankment, and when he lowered his head, he could see a slope that extended from his feet to below the water surface.

There were dotted lights in the distance, and the moonlight was getting brighter and brighter overhead, so that his vision was not dark. And the ears were not as silent as expected. In addition to the faint sound of floating waves, there was also the sound of cars passing by......

Car?

Song Huaifeng glanced back and saw a taxi parked outside the embankment. Immediately after, a teenager who appeared to be only a teenager got out of the car, glanced in this direction, and walked over quickly.

The young man stepped on a series of steps, and soon came to the embankment, standing in front of Song Huaifeng.

"Hello, sir, your last name?" The boy asked as soon as he came up.

Song Huaifeng glanced at him, then looked at the water, and did not answer. The meaning of not answering is very simple, that is, you don't want to communicate, and you want the other party to know the difficulty and retreat.

But the young man continued to ask, "Is your surname Song?" ”

Song Huaifeng finally responded positively, but he still didn't speak—he nodded silently.

The boy continued: "My name is Xu Zhe, and I am Song Xingye's classmate and friend. Her mother found the suicide note and had called the police. She was worried about her father, so she asked us friends to help her find out. ”

Now Song Huaifeng couldn't stand cold. His eyebrows furrowed deeply, and his mouth opened, but not a single word came out.

Xu Zhe continued: "On the way here, I called Song Xingye again and asked about her father's occupation. It is said that he works in a research institute, and he is considered a technical R&D person, and his status and income are not low, right? But I also asked her about her father's field of study. TV picture tubes, oh, then I understand, this is the ant that accidentally stopped in front of the wheels of the times. ”

Song Huaifeng muttered, "Ant ......"

Xu Zhe: "Under the wheel of the times, not to mention one person, a group of people, a city, are very small. If you choose the wrong direction, it is easy to be crushed to the ground. If I'm not mistaken, good students twenty or thirty years ago would have been happy to go to technical schools and be workers. What now? ”

Song Huaifeng said in a deep voice: "What do you want to say?" ”

Xu Zhe: "I would like to say that unemployment is not necessarily a personal problem, because no one knows what the future holds. It's just that some people bet right, some people lose, that's all. ”

Song Huaifeng sneered: "Yes, I lost, I lost completely." Because I wasn't just unemployed, I made mistakes every step of the way this year. ”

Xu Zhe: "Because you invested in futures, right?" ”

Song Huaifeng: "Children, don't point fingers in front of me, you don't know ...... at all"

"You're all really people who want to die, are you still worried about face?" Xu Zhe interrupted, "Actually, I'm a little curious, what is the ratio of your margin to principal when you enter?" ”

"More than eighty percent."

Xu Zhe: "...... Got it, the guts are really fat enough. Did you still have a margin call? ”

Song Huaifeng: "Yes, I asked someone to borrow some money. You're right, I don't have anything to hide, and it doesn't matter if you tell you. ”

Xu Zhe: "There's nothing to hide, but you don't dare to face your wife and daughter, right?" ”

At this time, Song Huaifeng was really silent.

The middle-aged man gradually bent his spine and half-turned, facing the reservoir.

The moonlight sprinkled on the water, stirred into countless pieces by the floating waves that drifted with the wind, dazzling those who looked directly.

Song Huaifeng clenched his fists, smashed them on his knees, and then yelled:

"Ahhhh

Meaningless, beastly howls.

Xu Zhe couldn't help but take half a step back, his face slightly moved. Of course, he could see that this uncle's mentality had already completely collapsed.

"The world has many standards for the so-called manly husband, to earn money to support the family, to have a successful career, to be respected and looked up to, if you can't do it, you are incompetent. But this is really just a ...... imposed by the outside world."

Xu Zhe tried to enlighten the man in the same way as enlightening his daughter, but before he could finish speaking, he saw the man take steps like an electric shock and run towards the water under the embankment.

How do you stop a person from dying?

Or rather, how can you be comfortable watching a person die in front of you?

Xu Zhe couldn't do it, so he was eager to do something else.

He sprinted with all his strength and kicked the man's ass violently!

Song Huaifeng was obviously stunned by this kick. He lost his balance, rolled awkwardly, and fell into the water. Then, subconsciously, he struggled to float up, glaring at the stinky boy who had just kicked himself.

That kick was very hard, coupled with the sprint of the previous chase, Xu Zhe couldn't help but gasp.

Two men, one big and one young, were just in the moonlight, looking at each other speechlessly.

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