Waiting for You in a City

Siheyuan, the main house is lit.

After Xu Qin said that, his aunt echoed: "Yeah, his work is dangerous."

Uncle noticed something strange in her face and asked, "What happened today?"

"I saw Song Yan. Someone in the hospital was about to jump off the building. He went to rescue people and almost fell off the upper floor," Xu Qin said, "21st floor."

Uncle Aunt was taken aback at the same time: "What about later?"

"It's okay."

"What about other people? Who jumped from the building?"

"It's all fine."

"That's good." The two breathed a sigh of relief.

"I felt quite scared at that time." Xu Qin lowered his eyes and gently stirred the little dumplings in the bowl. The little dumplings had been soaked for a long time, and the hairy edges blurred the shape. "If he falls ..."

There was silence.

"Don't be afraid," Aunt touched her hand. "He's a very decent child, he will protect himself and the people under him." Yo Mo guessed what, and said, "Actually, my uncle also He said that he had transferred a post, but he couldn't let go of his soldiers. Their team is the most comprehensive and disciplined in this piece, and there have been no major casualties. It's all up to him to train well. "

This did not have any comforting effect on Xu Qin, but she also had nothing to say. After a while, she asked, "Why did he choose this profession?"

The couple looked at each other and uncle said, "That kid didn't love to learn since you were young, you know it, and he didn't obey discipline, so he sent to be a soldier. Later ... there was no other way at home, so he became a firefighter."

Xu Qin lowered his head and stirred the spoon: "Well."

When the aunt saw it, she couldn't sit still, her mouth moved, and she eagerly looked at her husband; her uncle stared at him fiercely.

My aunt exhaled deeply in her nose and held her for a long time. She said: "Qin Qin, my nephew looks rough, but he is very careful and hurts people. Unlike other males now, others want to play more while young He, too, was abandoned when he was young. He just wanted to have a family, spoil his family, and treat his family well. He is such a person. The aunt did n’t speak to him privately, did n’t you know? "

Xu Qin: "Well."

Nothing else.

What did the aunt say, Uncle said: "Qin Qin is also tired, so take a break early after eating."

Xu Qin returned to his room.

The aunt closed the bowl and sighed, "Is this kid worried?"

"Their affairs will be resolved by yourself, so don't worry."

"Why don't I worry, I won't be like Yan Yan's mother in the end."

"The more I said, the less I walked. Okay, go to bed earlier."

...

Lights off.

There is no moon tonight, the windows are dark, and there are no more shadows.

Xu Qin lay down on the bed, picked up his phone and looked at it. A missed call and four text messages were all Song Yan.

The call came at 4:40 in the afternoon, after saving the jumper.

The first two messages immediately follow:

"Where?"

"Starting work?"

The third article is five minutes apart:

"I'm gone. Don't worry about me. I will pay attention to safety."

The fourth is at eleven at night:

"Don't go alone when you come home from work, your uncle will pick you up. If you don't meet, call him."

In the dark, Xu Qin stared at the messages for a long time, and his eyes hurt.

She raised her arm and covered her eyes.

After a long time, he did not reply to the news.

Gradually, he fell asleep.

Xu Qin forgot to adjust the alarm clock. He woke up late unexpectedly the next day. He woke up only a quarter of an hour from work.

He took out his mobile phone and called the car, and found that the traffic was jammed. In the past half an hour, he had to turn to the subway.

There was a long line in front of the subway ticket buying machine, and finally she waited until she chose the line and the arrival station according to the prompts. But the machine did not issue tickets. She was looking up and down in a hurry, and the people behind were impatient, shouting: "Press" OK ". What are you doing standing silly?"

Xu Qin found out that there was an OK button at the bottom of the screen. After pressing it, the ticket was issued.

At the peak of work, the subway station is full of people, black pressure, one shoulder after another. She deliberately remembered that Song Yan said not to cross the yellow line when crossing the gate.

Inside the station, the passengers were in a hurry, looking up, all heads.

At the platform, every door was full of office workers, and everyone looked blankly at the screen door or at the mobile phone.

Xu Qincai stood well, and behind him, a steady stream of passengers followed and gathered.

The subway entered the station, and as soon as the door opened, crowds of people rushed out, and more people outside the vehicle rushed back in. The two groups of people were like a mudslide. From outside to inside, this force became even more powerful, and the people who had just been squeezed out were caught back in. Xu Qin was pushed by the crowd behind him, completely lost his ability to control himself, and like a leaf that fell into the whirlpool, he rolled wildly towards the door.

The person in front could not get in, the person in the back pushed forward, and her front and back were all close to the person, and she was crushed. Just pushed to the door and couldn't get in.

The subway door made a audible sound, and the red light flashed.

But her arm was squeezed between the two bodies in front, unable to move.

"my hand!"

The door began to close, Xu Qin pulled hard, screaming: "Release!"

The two turned their backs to her, not caring at all.

Seeing this, a man in the car quickly grabbed her arm and yanked and pushed!

The door is closed!

Xu Qin's hand suddenly pulled out, and the man fell to the ground all at once, his wrist propped on the ground and twisted, and a sharp pain burst on his wrist.

She was cold and sweating with pain, she opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound. Under the severe pain, the person instinctively maintained the stance of falling, and did not dare to move. The pain was so full for ten seconds that he did not recover.

Fortunately, it is the left hand!

She gritted her teeth, thinking. There was a layer of fine sweat between the eyebrows.

A boy next to her raised her: "Are you all right?"

She shook her head and stood up slowly, supporting her left wrist with her right hand and resting it on her chest. The wrist no longer dared to act rashly, and it hurt with pain.

When the next car came, she was taken into the car by the crowd, and then got off again.

When we got to the hospital, the whole person was messy, and his clothes were loose and loose.

She tried to move her wrist slowly, and the pain passed, leaving only the acid.

People finally relieved.

Fortunately, there was no sprain.

She simply brushed her teeth and washed her face. When she returned to the office, she heard Xiao Nan worrying: "What job do you find for him, can't she be a security guard?"

Xiaoxi surprised: "Your boyfriend is going to change jobs?"

"Sooner or later, I won't be able to do my whole life again. I didn't scare me half my life yesterday, and I almost became a widow." Xiao Nan felt terrified when he talked about Tong Ming's falling into the building. Now. "

Xiaodong: "Are you really planning to get a certificate with him?"

"Yeah. I'm worried about work now, I don't know what suits him. I have to ask my dad to find a relationship and see if I can go to the enterprise to manage the fire. Hey, it's hard to find a relationship. Headache."

Xu Qin walked aside, took out his mobile phone and read out the text message sent by Song Yan yesterday. After reading a few words back and forth for a while, he said:

"understood."

There was no reply there. At this time, Song Yan should be training.

Xu Qin did not specifically wait, the two were busy with work, and they were used to this kind of communication.

She put the phone back in her pocket and there was a sore pain on her wrist.

The soreness persisted, like the shadows, which caused her to have some troubles that could not be erased when she was idle.

Can't tell whether it's because of the pain in the hand, or something else.

On one occasion, she came out of the burn department of the outpatient department, entered the elevator, went downstairs, and walked out of the outpatient building.

Found himself standing in the hospital compound.

Looking up, the sky in January was clouded and gloomy.

In the winter city, the vegetation is dying. Looking around, there was a desolation and disappointment.

She sighed extremely slowly, and when she walked into the emergency building, all unrelated thoughts were thrown away.

This is her job. Once you are involved in it, you can't have any emotions, only wholeheartedly.

But her emotions inevitably went down all the way.

I don't know if it was too stressful. I had a nightmare that night and dreamed that a large area was on fire, as if the whole world was in flames.

Numerous firefighters were carried out and were scarred. Song Yan and they were still rushing in, but she could not stop it. She saw Song Yan's back disappeared in a huge burning factory, she had a bad hunch, and wanted to call him, but there was a sudden explosion, the factory collapsed ...

When Xu Qin woke up, there was darkness all around, her front chest and back were all sweaty, her heart was beating violently, and the bed was full of his taste, but she was empty on the side, and no one was there.

She hurriedly touched her cell phone from the cupboard to dial Song Yan's phone.

No one answered.

It must have been working at night, otherwise he would not miss the call.

Thinking of the dream just now, she panicked, and called the deputy captain, and learned that there was no fire, but there was a drunk person stuck his head in the flyover at midnight, and Song Yan's team went to the rescue.

Only then did she feel at ease.

She lay in a daze in a dark bed.

It was at this moment that she realized that after being with him, she was sinking in bit by bit, unable to control, and constantly sinking deeper.

Can't get out anymore.

She wanted to wait for him to come back, to listen to his voice, to talk to him, as if to be at ease.

But she didn't know when he would come back, it was so late at night, waiting to wait, people gradually fell asleep again.

Until early in the morning, the difference between five o'clock and five o'clock, the phone rang, Song Yan:

"Did you wake up?"

"You know I'm up at seven in the morning." She was awakened and hadn't adjusted her breathing yet, gasping in the bed, and squinted and rolled.

He heard the movements here and laughed softly: "So I'll talk to you for five minutes .... I ended up working late yesterday. I was afraid that you wouldn't bother you when I fell asleep .... Why did you call me at that time? Do you still sleep? "

Fortunately, he didn't mention it, and all of her slump these days blocked her chest.

She opened her eyes slightly, and the whole person calmed down, saying, "I have a nightmare."

Song Yan paused for a second: "What a nightmare?"

"Explode, you are dead."

There was a moment of silence there, smiling slightly bitterly: "Stupid." He said, "I won't be okay."

Xu Qin covered his eyes with his arm and said nothing.

Song Yan noticed the change in atmosphere and his voice went down, and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"I don't know what to say." Xu Qin mumbled.

This time, Song Yan stopped talking. There is silence on both sides, perhaps because there is some weakness on both sides.

Song Yan said: "I was scared that day on the roof of the building?"

Xu Qin is still covering his eyes and not speaking.

"Xu Qin?"

"Ok?"

"scared?"

"Uh." She whispered very low.

Song Yan's heart was brutally ripped.

To be honest, he was also scared that day.

Although he fully believed in Xiaoge's reaction speed, at that moment, because she was behind him, he was scared.

Looking at her later, she was horrified, and her lips were pale.

After the incident, the others quickly rushed away, as if the danger just mentioned was not worth mentioning. Only she stood there, her eyes locked him, I am afraid she did not know that her lips were shaking.

At that moment, Song Yan suddenly realized that if he really fell, everyone on the stage and downstairs would continue to live a good life. The next day, the sun rose as usual.

She alone will not.

Among those people, only her life was tightly tied to him.

He was afraid she might jump with her.

At that moment, why was he not afraid?

Over the phone, Song Yan lowered his head, rubbed his nose hard, and spoke a thousand words, and finally turned into a helpless sigh, saying, "I will pay attention, nothing will happen."

She still said nothing.

He felt powerless and frustrated. He could imagine that she was curled up silently in the quilt, but could not give a hug comfort.

He couldn't bear it, and raised his tone a little, coaxing: "You forgot, I haven't gotten hurt yet, it's just the role of an instructor, I don't contribute, I don't enter the fire."

She moved a little.

The quilt fell into pieces, he heard it,

Continue to coax: "I'll be back tonight to accompany you for the weekend. You go to work at ease, and I will be home when I get off work."

She murmured "huh" and said a little bit of interest: "Is it two days off?"

"Um. Two days."

"That's pretty good," she whispered. "I had already arranged a shift with my colleague, and I just vacated the weekend for two days." When I mentioned this, I smiled briefly, maybe there was a trace of sweetness in my heart.

Song Yan finally smiled slightly, and said, "Go to work early, don't be late in the traffic jam." And then told him, "Take a taxi in advance, don't crowd the subway. There are many people in the peak period, it's too light, you can't stand it of."

Xu Qin stunned for a while, and nodded: "I know." At the end, he turned over and whispered, "Song Yan."

"Ok?"

"I miss you," she said softly.

Song Yan's heart softened, and her breathing slowed down, saying, "I miss you too, I miss it."

...

This phone call in the morning seemed to be a small antidote, and Xu Qin was rescued a little from the sluggish state of the past few days.

She didn't seem to be depressed normally.

Today there are no major events in the emergency room. She still has time to discuss research topics with Professor Xu Ken at noon.

When I got off work at six o'clock, I received a text message from Song Yan, saying that it would take a while to save a child stuck in the revolving door and go home later.

Xu Qin said yes.

Anyway, she was transferred to work, and she was on duty at night.

But an hour later, when she was looking at the thesis, there were hurried footsteps outside.

"Doctor!" A few sloppy and ash-filled men rushed in, "Help!"

Uniform military green vests and fire-fighting trousers, all of which are tall and sturdy, are the same as when they came in that night.

Only this time, Song Yan did not wear a mask, his face was covered with black ash and blood, and there was a burn on his shoulder.

The two looked at each other, both froze.

Xu Qin understood that his face was cold in an instant.

Song Yan's expression was also at a loss. He did not expect that she was still at work, nor did she expect to be punctured the first time she lied, nor did she expect to be promised in the morning that she would not be injured at night.

Yang Chi was quite happy to see Xu Qin: "Doctor, our captain is hurt--"

"You all go out first." Xu Qin said.

"This injury is—"

"Go out." Xu Qin put on a mask.

Everyone was stunned, eh? Isn't it already familiar? How did Dr. Xu change back to the original indifferent doctor? Looking at Song Yan again, a certain captain sat aside with his head slightly lowered and said nothing. The captain's posture was gone.

When they noticed something was wrong, they exchanged glances and immediately slipped out.

The room was quiet.

Song Yan raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Qin.

She was wearing a mask and couldn't see her expression. The eyes on the mask were extremely flat and indifferent. She washes her hands over and over again, very hard. she says:

"You forgot, my injury is not good, just the role of an instructor, no effort, no entry into the fire."

Also said:

"To save a child stuck in the revolving door, it will take a while and go home later."

Song Yan's scalp suddenly felt numb, knowing that something was bad, and wanted to get up: "Xu Qin--"

"Sit me well."

Song Yan stopped.

"Also said," she took a light breath and put on her gloves. "It will pay attention, nothing will happen."

She threw potions and tools on the rack, tweezers and scissors threw them into the plate, and the table tennis rang.

Quietly vent his anger.

Sitting behind her, Song Yan looked at her thin and thin body under the white coat and saw that she was shaking with anger at the hem of the coat; he frowned deeply, his voice lowered: "Sorry."

Her back froze stiffly.

"I'm sorry. Xu Qin, I don't want you to worry." His tone was dry and hoarse, with a little tiredness.

Her back shuddered, shook her head, lowered her head, and pinched the table with her thin fingers: "Not this. I didn't want you to say sorry."

"... I don't want you to be sorry for me." She said, "Don't be sorry for me either."

Both were silent.

The room was quiet and the air was almost frozen.

"Song Yan," she turned her back to him, without looking back, suddenly asked softly, "Have you ever thought of ... changing jobs?"

Song Yan's eyebrows were still on her face, and there was no slight change in her face. What she was about to say.

She suddenly turned around and interrupted: "Let's go home again, now it's work time."

He knew that she was frightened, contradictory and escaped. Afraid that he would not, he escaped because of contradictions.

He pressed his lips inadvertently.

She walked behind him by pulling the mobile storage platform, skillfully used scissors to cut off his clothes, just about to clean his wounds, but saw him wounded everywhere.

New and old.

One by one, as if the injured person would not hurt.

The hand holding the tweezers twitched slightly, and her eyes were red.

She is not noble and great at all, she knows nothing at all, she is a selfish ghost, she only knows that this is the person she loves, why should he have to bear all this?

Why?

Lips trembling lightly,

And the next moment, she saw the longest scar on his body, behind her,

He rescued her from the car accident in October. He was scratched, and now the scar is permanently left on his back, showing a painful and painful expression.

In an instant, she was completely silent.

And Song Yan does not have to look up, she knows what she is looking at and thinking.

He also wanted to say something, but at this moment, he didn't want to do anything.

He suddenly lowered his head and planted her.

He hit her lightly, hugged her waist, and leaned her head against her chest and abdomen.

He closed his eyes like he was tired and fell asleep.

In her arms, Dr. Xu's waist is very thin and soft;

Dr. Xu's white coat has a faint smell of disinfectant.