Flight of the Bumblebee

He Qi got off work very late that day, and he was the last person in the company to leave.

The graduation certificates from three universities did not bring him any practical benefits. For a person like him who came out of a third-rate school and has no skills, it is already thankful to find a job that makes a living. .Many students in the class have graduated and can only go back to their hometown to be a competent and dedicated old man, not to mention that there are five social insurance and one housing fund for this job.Although at the end of the year, each person only received 100 yuan from the red envelope sent by the boss. After deducting the basic living expenses and rent, he couldn’t even afford the cost of taking a taxi, but He Qi still comforted himself—it’s nothing, many people don’t come here like this Well, I'm just a newcomer who just came out of the society, so I feel a bit unsatisfactory to some extent, so I just let it go.

So he lives in an urban village with a complicated environment, and lives in a rooftop hut with the cheapest rent.Like the one in the Hong Kong movies of the last century, a tin house, crackling all night when it rains.Sometimes it leaks, so you have to put a basin under it to catch the water, otherwise you don’t know if your house will turn into a vast ocean when you wake up.He Qi didn't know that in a rain, his iron house would start to leak from that place.He once bought a piece of blue plastic sheeting to cover the entire roof, and when it rained, the rain still seeped in through the gaping cracks in the wall, soaking his floor and leaving him helpless.

Another advantage of living there is that the night view is beautiful. On days when he is not working, he often sits on the edge of the roof and looks at the ocean of lights below until late at night.

In the morning he got up early again and plunged into the ferocious crowd.Like most people in the city, staggering to work in a subway packed into sardine cans.

He didn't have to stay and work overtime that day. After all, the next day was the weekend. Every Friday, everyone was refreshed and refreshed, and left work early.When He Qi came back to his senses, he was the only one left in the office, and there were still unfinished manuscripts on the table.Resigned to his fate, he sat up straight in front of the computer desk, opened the document and entered lines of pale data.After finishing all this, he turned his head and looked out of the window. It was dark outside, and the hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, which couldn't be the worst time.The subway is gone, the bus can't catch up, he has to pay an expensive taxi fare for an overtime work without overtime pay, and the company that is so stingy only promises to reimburse half of it.

He was originally angry, especially when he saw the meter beating wildly.When he was two kilometers away from home, he decided to get out of the car and walk back along the river bank.Anyway, it took half an hour to get there, and the law and order nearby was very good. Even if he was a big man walking on a deserted path at night, he would not encounter a robber.

It was at this time that He Qi saw the man sitting on the bridge.

His first reaction was - it's late at night, and there are still people who come out for a walk leisurely and elegantly.

But when he gradually walked in, his [-]-degree myopic eyes finally saw the person sitting on the bridge clearly.The man was wearing a dirty winter coat, which was out of tune with summer.Too long hair, greasy knotted.His shoulders trembled violently with the sound of sobbing from time to time, and his back looked very depressed.

He Qi's head boomed - this is when I met someone who committed suicide!

His footsteps froze in place for a moment, he opened his briefcase tremblingly, took out his mobile phone, and when he clicked on the three numbers "110" on the screen with his fingers, his brain was so panicked that he almost suffocated.

"Should I go up and stop him at this time? Will he be so scared that he will fall down with a plop? Can I swim? Oops! I seem to have forgotten how to swim!"

At this moment, the man sitting on the railing let out a roar, as if he wanted to release all the remaining energy in his body at once.He Qi's finger rested on the green dial key, put down the phone without hesitation, and ran towards the man.

"I love you! I love you! So please live!"

He breathed out these words, looked up and saw the extremely shocked expression on the man's face, looked at him as if he saw a ghost, as if he shouldn't be here.At this time, at this place.

The man's face still has years of dirt, tears and snot that haven't dried in time, his beard is unshaven, and his whole face is messed up.

Waiting for He Qi calmed down his breath, straightened his waist, looked at the homeless man in front of him, and said very seriously: "I love you, please live."

These were words of persuasion, but a huge firework exploded in Xing Yan's heart.What could be more moving than hearing the three words "I love you" before dying?What's more, when he was about to give up his life, such a person really appeared and said "I love you" to him seriously.It was as if he encountered a life-saving straw in the rushing river. At that moment, Xing Yan felt that a ray of light pierced through the cold clouds and covered him directly.

Before that, he thought there was no light in this world.

Xing Yan opened his eyes wide, stared at He Qi for a while, and then cried again.No matter what, I can't stop, as if I have to cry forever to pour out all the grievances in my heart.He Qi was overwhelmed by his crying, still holding the undialed mobile phone, standing there blankly.After a long time, he finally said a word: "You...do you want to come down from the top first?"

But Xing Yan still looked at him, crying like a complete idiot, choked himself several times, coughed hard a few times, and continued to cry.He Qi felt dizzy seeing him like this.In his impression, only children cry like this, and normal adults would never shed hysterical tears in front of others anyway.

At the same time, he also felt a little relieved, the man didn't seem to want to die.Think about it too, a person who said "as long as there is one person in the world who loves me, I can live", how could he really die?If it wasn't for the hope in his heart that someone would save him, he wouldn't have said anything like a straightforward call for help.

However, He Qi was still very careful, he was afraid that his actions or words would irritate the man in front of him.Especially in the current situation, any thoughtless remarks may become a murder weapon, stabbing a man who has obviously lost his mind.

The man still didn't respond to him, he was still sitting on the railing, turned his head and looked at He Qi, as if he didn't listen to what he just said.So He Qi stretched out his right hand to him, and said softly: "Come down from the top first, okay? It's really dangerous for you to sit like this."

Two meters below the bridge is the turbulent and swift river. Once a person falls into it, he will be washed far away in an instant, basically never returning.

Xing Yan's feet were hanging in the air, and he could not fall down only by firmly grasping the railing with both hands.But if someone is behind you, with a light push, even if he is eight feet tall, he will fall straight into the dark river like a solitary piece of wood, be beaten by the rapids, and be carried along all the way, unable to control himself .

Under such circumstances, why is it that Xing Yan is riding a tiger?He looked at the hand extended to him by the man in the suit, and at the river below, hesitating whether he should let it go.He tried to lean forward a little, only to hear a man screaming from behind.He Qi rushed over, hugged his waist, and shouted loudly: "You can't jump down! If you jump down, my life will be over! Do you know that it will cause me a psychological shadow!"

Xing Yan could no longer hear what he said, he just reflexively struggled in He Qi's arms, crying and shouting as he struggled: "Let me go! Why don't you let me die? Do you think you Who is it? Wouldn’t it be good to stand behind and watch me die?”

He Qi used all his strength, clenched his teeth and did not let go, embracing him with interlaced fingers, while leading Xing Yan to the side of the bridge, he shouted: "Whoever I am! Didn't you just say that as long as someone loves you, you can live?" ? I love you! Did you hear that! I love you! So you can't die!"

He has even disregarded life and death. You know, Xing Yan is a big man of more than 1.8 meters. Even if he hasn't eaten for three days, his strength is very scary. If you really want to work hard, you can drag him off the bridge in minutes. thing.But under the circumstances at that time, He Ji didn't have extra time to weigh the pros and cons in his head.He could walk far away, pretend that he didn't pass by here, pretend that the things in front of him don't exist, and then put a lock on the memory in his later life, or directly disk this memory.In today's society, many people would do this, but he wouldn't.

Even if the man rescued here today is a murderer, a criminal, a traitor, a human scum, a cosmic bastard, he will not let go of these hands!

The two of them fell heavily on the bridge together, half of He Qi's body was held down by Xing Yan, he let out a muffled snort, Xing Yan got up from him, and He Qi also sat up holding his arms.Weeping sobbingly on that scruffy face, how could he hear the homeless man say intermittently: "Why did you save me...why did you save me..." His arm was throbbing with pain, and it was not clear if any bone was broken, Facing the man's questioning, He Qi was speechless instead.

Xing Yan buried his face in his hands, tears streaming from between his fingers.He knelt in front of He Qi, his back bent, almost touching the ground.

He Qi frowned and looked around, there was no one, not even a single person.The whole city seems to be the only two of them, and people who usually ride a small bicycle at night can't see it.What about the police on the streets?What about the nearby residents?How could he be the only one left to face the homeless man who failed to commit suicide, at a loss.

The man continued: "My life is over...it's my own fault for becoming like this..."

"It's time to call the police to take over this matter." He Qi thought.But at the same time, he felt that now was the time to leave. If he left the homeless man here alone, he might jump off again because he couldn't think about it. Maybe he could enlighten him before the police came.

So He Qi kept his posture sitting on the ground, tried his best to soften his tone, and asked him: "What happened to you before? You can tell me, and just vent it. Okay?"

But Xing Yan thought in his heart, what's the use of telling you, you are just a young man, how can others empathize with my life?Thinking about it, he cried sadly again, burying his head in his palm and making a whining sound.

Now there is really no other way, he took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and asked Xing Yan first: "Do you need me to call the police? There will be special personnel to help you, maybe you I can go home."

He thought that homeless people wandered from city to city because they couldn't find their way home.Little did he know that he had a personal situation, when Xing Yan heard him say the word "go home", he raised his head almost subconsciously, looked at him in horror, and said loudly: "Don't! Don't go home!"

He Qi was taken aback by him, and slowly put down the phone that hadn't had time to broadcast the number.

The two sat face to face on the bridge, silent——

He Qi raised his head, the moon was quietly hiding behind the clouds at this time, and the stars all over the sky looked dim against the night scene of the city.

The evening wind was blowing, Xing Yan's broad shoulders were still shaking, he hadn't cried enough.

"Why don't you come with me, and I'll treat you to supper?" He Qi looked at the homeless man crying like a big boy and said helplessly.

Xing Yan raised his head, revealing a pair of teary, big dog-like eyes.