"—Jian Jia!!"

Jian Jia heard someone call her name the second she stepped into the air.

The cry of extreme horror and despair shook his whole heart.

The process of falling may be 0.001 second.

He only had time to feel his body being pulled hard, and then the force that grabbed him seemed to find that the young man's strength was a drop in the bucket for the power of falling.

So in the next second, Jian Jia felt that the person jumped down with him.

He was completely panicked, and opened his throat to scream.

The two fell along the rooftop, but fortunately there was a cement slab under the roof.

The boy hugged him tightly, and the two of them fell into the blocked space almost in embarrassment, and then after rolling twice on the ground, the back of the man holding him hit the load-bearing pillar and snorted.

Jian Jia broke free from his arms and exclaimed, "Are you crazy?" ”

"Are you crazy?!" Who knew that the young man on the ground had a louder and more fierce voice than him: "What do you want to do?!" Tell me what you just wanted to do?! ”

"I ......" Jian Jia knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't feel ashamed to commit suicide by jumping off the building. But when it was exposed, his face was hot and painful at that moment.

The young man pulled him up forcefully: "Follow me to the hospital." ”

"I'm not going." Jian Jia replied sullenly.

When the young man heard this, he directly stopped him by the waist and picked him up, and Jian Jia became angry: "Are you insane?!" What are you going to do, I said I won't go! ”

"Why not?" The man said, "You are sick, you are sick in the brain." ”

Jian Jia couldn't tell for a moment whether he was saying that his brain was really sick or scolding.

He broke free of the young man's hand vigorously: "You let go!" ”

"Do you still want to kill yourself? You tell me, don't you? The boy's voice was hoarse, and in the darkness he could only tell that it was a boy about his age: "Okay, then you go, you go now!" ”

The man's voice was trembling and fierce: "You jump now, I promise I will jump with you." I'll die with you, you go jump! ”

Jian Jia was startled by his voice.

The other party is like a desperate trapped beast.

There was no hint of joking in that tone, just by virtue of the fact that he had just fallen without any hesitation.

Jian Jia planned to die by himself, but he didn't want to hurt others.

He sneered: "You, me, what does it have to do with you?" ”

"Don't jump, do you?" The man said stiffly: "If you don't jump, go home." ”

His tears smashed on Jian Jia's hand, obviously he couldn't see his face clearly, but Jian Jia's hand was hot and painful.

The boy wiped away his tears and said, "If you don't want to go to the hospital, go home." ”

In the dark, he held his hand.

Step by step, we walked down the stairs.

On the first floor, the man said, "Wait." ”

He turned and ran upstairs.

Jian Jia was so frightened that he was going to jump off the building. I thought to myself that this was so strange, he was supposed to die at this moment, but now he was worried about the life of another person.

The boy soon came down again.

Holding the yellow carnation that had been wet by the rainstorm in his hand.

Jian Jia couldn't help but say, "The petals are almost broken." ”

The man said, "It's all right." It can be raised with water. ”

"If you feed it with water and take good care of it, you will survive."

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From that day on, the glass bottle on the windowsill of Jian Jia will be replaced with a new flower every day.

That night, he still didn't see that person clearly, so he could only silently call him Lei Feng Young Man in his heart.

Otherwise, Jian Jia couldn't figure out how someone could appear there at night and stop him like this.

The courage to commit suicide.

After the first time, the second time was not so determined.

In the nights when Jian Jia was just stopped, he actually had the idea of ending his life.

But when he had this idea, the little flowers on the windowsill would sway with the wind.

He suddenly wondered.

The man will bring a flower tomorrow.

The thought of death slowly faded in my heart.

Although I didn't jump that night, I hit the partition more than a meter away.

It was two older boys again, and even though most of the damage was blocked by the man, Jian Jia's right leg still had a slight fracture.

Lao Zhao came to see him and granted him a week's vacation.

Jian Jia lay at home in a daze for a week.

Sometimes I feel like someone is coming, buying porridge and rice and putting them on the table. Jian Jia knew that it was that person, and every time the young man came while he was asleep, he fed him food like a snail girl, and just sat in front of the bed and looked at him quietly.

It's like making sure over and over again that he's alive every day.

Jian Jia made up her mind in her heart.

The next time he comes, he must open his eyes and ask his name.

"Knock knock", the door was knocked again.

Jian Jia woke up from the nightmare, her face pale.

At the door was the voice of the landlord: "Student 602, someone is looking for it!" ”

Jian Jia subconsciously thought it was the young man, and responded: "Come in." ”

This area is an urban village in Yunjing.

Old and dilapidated, the alleys were deep and criss-crossed, and after Jian Zhengnan left, only the young man came to him except for the loan shark.

The door was opened, and it was a strange middle-aged man.

Wearing an army green polo shirt, the neckline was washed white, the back was bent, and one eye was a cataract, and when he looked at Jian Jia, he looked a little timid.

Jian Jia was familiar with this expression.

When Ren Shuhe was still alive, he often visited the masses. Those simple people who come to big cities from remote villages and towns will naturally reveal their unaccustomed and introverted when facing a metropolis composed of steel giants.

The middle-aged man looked at him a few times and said, "Doll, are you the doll of the leader?" ”

Jian Jia's throat was dry, and he said hoarsely: "Ren Shuhe is my mother." Who are you? ”

The middle-aged man suddenly showed a smile: "I am Li Laosan from Lijia Village, Xiaohetang, Yancheng, and I am here to find you, doll." ”

Jian Jia got out of bed, and the man hurriedly said: "Doll, you don't have to get out of bed, your feet are not good, your landlord told me." ”

Jian Jia had no choice but to sit on the bed: "Uncle Li, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

There is also a nylon pocket behind the middle-aged man, which is bulging: "Doll, our village originally wanted to see the leader Ren." Xiaohetang was flooded by a flash flood the year before last, and it was the leaders who helped us rebuild our home. The leaders are as kind to us as a mountain, and everyone in our village remembers it. ”

"The village sent a representative to meet the leader, and it was me. I took the car to the city government and realized that the leader was no longer there. The middle-aged man's voice lowered: "Doll, you are mourning." ”

"I'm fine." Hearing Ren Shuhe's name again from other people's mouths, the tip of Jian Jia's nose was sore, and he didn't hold back his tears, he wiped his eyes vigorously.

"Later, I went to your house to look for you, but I didn't find you. I heard your neighbor say that you and your dad moved out, and your dad ran away with another woman, and now you are the only one left living here. The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, a little nervous: "Doll, don't blame your uncle for being nosy, I also went to your school and asked your teacher, saying that you are in financial difficulties now." ”

So I went back and talked to the villagers. Everyone still says that we can't see you in trouble, regardless of you. The middle-aged man pulled out a pocket from inside his pants and bundled a few crumpled stacks of cash neatly.

The innermost ones are denominations of one hundred and fifty, and the outer ones are twenty, ten, five, and one.

The middle-aged man counted several times and handed him the money: "Although it is said that the money is not much, it is only more than 10,000 yuan." But it is also a little bit of the heart of our brothers in Xiaohetang Village. Doll, you still have to continue to go back to study, although we have no culture, we still know that only by reading can there be a way out. ”

"If you have any financial difficulties in the future, you can come to us. We don't have anything else in our village, but we do have money for you to study. Ren is the only leader of you, a doll, and we will send you to college if we smash the pot and sell iron. ”

What the middle-aged man said later, Jian Jia couldn't hear clearly.

The man also took out the packed chicken, duck and fish meat from the nylon pocket, and sent vegetables and meat, which was the most simple way for the people to express their concern.

Jian Jia remembered that he was stuffed with the money by Li Laosan in his arms.

He clenched it so tightly that tears fell and soaked the tip of the coin.

Before Li Laosan left, he said to him: "Doll, go back and study hard." Although the leader is gone, the people will always remember her. ”

Jian Jia sat on the bed that day and cried loudly, hoarse.

It was as if all the burdens and collapses of this time were all lifted from their shoulders at this moment.

The heavy rains of the summer in Yunjing have passed.

The sky began to clear and the first rays of sunlight fell, sprinkled on the yellow carnations on the windowsill.

The flower shook gently against the wind.

On the day Jian Jia returned to school, the weather was also so good.

In the afternoon, the first class was Mr. Zhao's class, and in the drowsy afternoon, Mr. Zhao stood on the podium and shared a foreign experiment with the classmates.

"In 1954, the biologist. Brown did an experiment to study the rhythm of biology. He poached some oysters from the seaside in Conaiteague and took them to the Chicago Aquarium thousands of miles away. ”

"At first, the oysters still follow the Tidal pattern of Conaitigue: at high tide, they open their shells to catch the float. At low tide, they close their shells. Living changes with the tide. ”

"But after two weeks, the biological pattern of the oysters changed."

"They no longer change with the high tide times of Conaitigue, nor do they compound with the high tide times of the tide tables anywhere in the United States."

Later, Brown calculated that the oysters' routines fluctuate with the tide time in Chicago.

"But Teacher—" Someone raised his hand.

Zhao Qin said: "I know what you have to say. ”