Chapter 51:

The night is deep.
The office building on the other side of the road was dark, and only one of the middle layers was lit, like a string of bracelets.
Xu Qin stood on the balcony on the side of the hospital, hiding in the shadow, with a cigarette burning in his hand.
Song Yan is gone.
After cleaning up the injury, he had to go back to the team to change clothes and finish the job.
Xu Qin stood in the cold wind of winter night and glanced at her hand. She just held his head and touched his hair. Fingertips were stained with soot, dust and blood.
She knew how tired he was, and she was tired too.
When he left, he didn't say much, and told her to work well, and to wait until he came home to talk about it.
But for her, at this moment, even if she was blown through by the cold wind, her mind was still chaotic and she didn't sort her out.
I wish I never got off work today.
Just thinking, I heard the sound of an ambulance coming from afar.
At the end of the night, the red police lights flashed a dazzling light.
She exhaled for a long time, extinguished the smoke, and returned to the room to clean her hands carefully.
This time, I washed it four times.
...
When Song Yan returned home, Xu Qin had not returned.
The wooden windows of the west wing are black, and the main house is bright. The aunt knew that when he came back, Zhang Luo had a table of meals.
Song Yan didn't have a good rest these days. Today, he has been busy working all day and ate two buns. He was tired and hungry. He sat down and started to eat without even saying hello.
The aunt giggled at the sight of his silence. No matter how difficult he is at work, he will not look like this.
She took chopsticks to pick food in the Song Yan bowl, and whispered, "Today ... see Qin Qin?"
Song Yan chopsticks paused and continued to eat: "Well."
Aunt Li immediately glanced down at him: "Injured? Where did it hurt?"
Song Yan frowned slightly and opened her hand: "Small wound."
Seeing his expression, his aunt knew he was uncomfortable, and asked, "Qin Qin feels hurt?"
Song Yan did not talk.
Without saying a word, his aunt would inevitably be uneasy and tentatively said, "Don't you break up?"
Song Yan was stunned and still had rice in her mouth, shaking her head.
The aunt was relieved, and he cursed himself again for being talkative. If he really wanted to break up, he couldn't sit here.
"It's okay if people are fine," said the aunt. "Why do you seem to be worried? Tell me and your uncle to see if I can help you come up with an idea."
Song Yan was silent for a second, and his head shook gently, saying, "I think I'm quite useless."
I couldn't even protect her.
She, who loves to think about things and thinks about it, is also used to being bored and not talking. She is panicked and sullen, and she has to wait for the limit to endure.
These days he is not by her side, nor do she know how she lived alone.
He had a nightmare that night and hurriedly called him.
In the future?
Get used to it and endure it yourself.
Song Yan lowered her head slightly, held her eyebrows with her hand, and squeezed the bridge of her nose hard.
People are really tired and don't want to say anything.
He didn't talk much,
The aunt said, "Han, aunt knows you like her, and I can't persuade you, and my aunt and I don't say much. It's something to remind you. It's not aunt's talkative, Qin Qin, good, aunt also looks It is concluded that she really likes you. But I'm afraid that this day is too long and inappropriate.
Think about it, your mother had a good life at the beginning, but when she ran into something coquettish, she ran away. Even if it finally fell to that end, they would not come back to live ordinary lives. Not to mention Qin Qin grew up ... "
"Xu Qin is different from her." Song Yan's voice was low, "You don't need to mention that person again."
"But ..." what the aunt said, was pulled by the uncle.
Song Yan put down her chopsticks and said, "She is going to work, I will pick her up."
"It's still early, you haven't had a few bites of this meal--"
Song Yanren got up, picked up the coat on the chair, and went out.
The two elders sat in the house and didn't move until they heard the footsteps getting farther and farther, the door opened and closed, and the uncle said: "How many times have I told you, don't presume that person in front of the child."
"The children are all too old ..."
"Even if you are old, the injury is still there. Do you think he looks better? ... Besides, what do you compare Qin Qin with her, and think they are not in much trouble?"
"Oh, I was wrong. I'm worried too, what can I do?"
"Don't mention it in the future, see how they come back later."
...
Xu Qin left work on time.
Late at night, there are very few vehicles on the road. The taxi drove to Wufang Street in less than ten minutes.
The road was empty. The street lamp was dim, shining on the bare branches. The winter in the north seems to be endless and long.
Before the car stopped, Xu Qin saw Song Yan standing on the side of the road and smoking a cigarette waiting for her. He exhaled a cigarette, gazing at the car.
She got out of the car, and he smothered the smoke into the trash can.
She put her hands in her pockets and walked past him.
He followed, pulling her hand; she broke away gently. He walked aside and continued to pull her hand, she broke away again.
She was still moving forward. He put on a little strength and took her arm to his arms. The whole person held her firmly behind her. She was about to break free again, he was tighter, his chin rested on her shoulder and whispered:
"Wife, let me hug for a while."
Xu Qin softened all at once, and no one could move.
When he was young, he pretended to be mature, and his wife yelled, but this was the first time he grew up.
Wufang Street was empty, no one looked up, wooden house stone lane, red tile low wall. The glitz and hustle and bustle of the day has long since disappeared, leaving Xiao Suo at midnight empty.
It was quiet all around, as if the whole city was asleep.
Only the two of them hugged each other in the street at night.
Xu Qin turned around and hugged his waist.
She leaned against his chest, closed her eyes, cheeks felt the temperature and heartbeat on his chest, and smelled the clean soap on him.
In this small world in his arms, there is still the tranquility she is most familiar with.
They hugged each other and said nothing.
He bowed his head and kissed her cold face, hugged her tightly, and hugged her for a long time, unwilling to let go, until she realized that she was shaking a little, then took her hand, rubbed, and said, "Find a place Later, I will take you to eat something. "
She looked up: "Aunt, is it supper?"
"Not with them." Song Yan said, "Just the two of us."
...
Wufang Street is not completely asleep.
Deep in the alley, twists and turns, you can always find small shops that are still open.
Song Yan led Xu Qin into a seafood store and ordered a few according to her preferences.
The shop is well decorated but clean. Although it was late at night, there were still a few tables of guests in the store. The table was filled with various types of seafood, and the words were all whispered, without disturbing others.
The two chose the most remote seat.
Xu Qin took off his down jacket, and his nose was freezing red, and said to the waiter, "Come on a bottle of wine."
Song Yan looked at her: "Want to drink?"
Xu Qin nodded.
Song Yan asked the waiter to take the wine, poured it, and handed her a cup.
Xu Qin took it up and took a big gulp.
Song Yan was stunned, but she reached out and stopped, and her cup was half empty.
Song Yan looked at her and said nothing. She turned around and saw a litter on the table next to the others, and asked the waiter to come and serve her immediately.
"Drinking is enough to talk?" Song Yan teased lightly.
"Well, I want to have a drink." Xu Qin said, holding his face in his hands, "I'm not afraid of you anyway."
He smiled lightly and said, "Can't you drink like this with others, you know?"
"I know." She nodded and said, "I only drink it with you."
The waiter put a head on her head, and Song Yan gave her one: "Hurry up and eat."
Just half a glass of white wine went down, and her face was already reddening.
Xu Qin grabbed the nest head and bit it in a small bite.
The steamed prawns are then served.
Song Yan took one, unscrewed the shrimp head, peeled the shell, and put it on her plate: "Eat hot."
She took the chopsticks and put it into her mouth. The shrimp was very fresh and sweet.
She waited for him to peel the shrimp, a little temptation: "Do you like your current job? Maybe, noble?"
His lips curled, but said: "To be honest, if I say how much I love, how much I want to give, I don't have it. Sometimes I feel very tired .... It's just one thing, since I have done it, I have to take it Do well. Responsibilities are in your hands.
At the end, add a sentence, "until the day you leave."
Xu Qin listened and was still ecstatic. The shrimp in his hand had been handed over to her mouth. She opened her mouth and bite it slowly. After eating slowly, she wanted to ask what, the waiter brought the scallops up.
Song Yan pinched two into her bowl.
She was eating slowly, and asked again: "What is uncle aunt doing?"
He glanced at his watch and said, "It should be asleep."
Put the peeled shrimp on her plate.
"That night, my aunt and uncle picked me up."
"I know."
"You told them you must know. But you don't know anything else."
"What's the matter?" He glanced at her.
"Aunt took my hand. She said that my hand was too cold and I would cover it for me."
Song Yan smiled and handed the peeled shrimp to her mouth again. She leaned over to eat it and her breath had become hot. She took hold of her crooked head and said, "Your family treats me very well."
Song Yan stopped, stopped her movements, and looked at her. He knew she had something to say, unconsciously wiped her hands with a tissue and waited.
"Song Yan, as I said when I was little, it's nice to live in your house, do you remember?"
"remember."
"I wasn't very sensible at the time, I just felt that way and said that. But now, I am sensible and still feel that it's good to live in your house." Xu Qin looked at him and Jiujin slowly came up, she 'S face is getting red and his speech is getting slower and slower, "Uncle, aunt, and Zhai Miao are all very good. I like them too, I really like them. But ..."
"They treat me well, I like them, it's just ... because of you."
She took a little breath: "If you are gone, they have nothing to do with me. I am still alone. Do you understand?"
Song Yan was silent.
Her hand was pressed against the edge of the table, and she clenched into a small fist. He reached over and held her trembling hand: "Xu Qin--"
"You listen to me first," she interrupted softly. "I'm afraid I won't tell you now, and I won't tell you in the future. Actually ... I think about it, if one day, what happened to you, I will Steal morphine and syringe from the hospital. "
Song Yan was stunned.
She was calm, like describing a very common thing, "Or steal the scalpel and sleeping pills out, here—"
She flipped over the hand he held and drew her finger on her wrist.
He looked, his face slightly changed.
"You don't think I have a good time, I feel weak and useless, maybe, I think I'm threatening you, you want to be angry. But, when I saw you almost fell downstairs that day, that's how I thought . If you really ... "She seemed to imagine the scene, and soon shook her head." It hurts too much. I can't stand it. I can't pass it. "
That suppressed dark life, she never wants to go back.
Having tasted warmth and happiness, she could never go back.
What Song Yan felt after hearing her words.
He was sitting in a warm room, just like standing in the ice and snow, and was afraid that even the heart of the feet would be cold. But there was another fire burning in his heart, and the flames jumped one after another.
He didn't think it was a threat, but instead loved her more, her weakness and fierceness.
Song Yan picked up her glass of wine, drank it, and looked at Xu Qin. Her eyes were moist and clear, and he was waiting to meet him.
"Xu Qin," he said first, "I may be promoted."
She was surprised and her eyes widened.
He smiled bitterly:
I did n’t want to say so early, things were n’t finalized, and I did n’t want to give you unrealistic hope. But since last year, I have been working hard. As a result, my work has found that the injury rate has decreased It is connected with a full range of professional training, and most of the fire can be prevented. Whether it is to improve the training system, implement fire inspections, or promote the fire protection system from the beginning, this is all upper-level work. "
Hope flashed across Xu Qin's face, nodding hard: "Well."
Song Yan said: "The second one is for you."
She froze and stared at him froze.
For a long time, she moved, what she wanted to say, but this movement, the center of gravity was crooked, the wine went up, the elbow knocked over the plate, and thumped on the ground.
She collapsed uncontrollably, and Song Yan immediately got up and rushed across to support her.
She leaned against him, panting roughly, slowly looking up at him. People seem to be sober, but they have no energy and are soft.
The waiter was attracted by the voice and glanced, "Drink too much?"
Xu Qin held Song Yan's waist and shook his head.
Song Yan touched her head and said to the waiter, "Pack it up."
Xu Qin was embraced by Song Yan and walked in the alley. Her footsteps swayed a little, but they were not staggered.
"Are you happy this time?" He asked.
"Happy," she said.
He smiled.
Entering the yard, the aunt came out of the house: "Come back?" Seeing Xu Qin hugged Song Yan and posted it on him, he felt wrong and went down the stairs: "What's wrong?"
Song Yan handed her the packing box in her hand and said, "It's okay. She's in a hurry to drink, but not much. It will be better after a while."
Xu Qin nodded: "Well."
Song Yan took Xu Qin into the room, put her on the bed, took off her shoes and undressed.
She is not too drunk, but has no energy and complies with him obediently.
He hit her face with hot water, washed her hands and feet, and she followed him softly.
He cleaned himself up again and came back after a while, turned off the headlights, turned on the lamps and looked back.
She lay in bed and looked at him quietly, the blush on her cheeks fading a little.
He went to her and touched her face, a little funny: "Wake up?"
"I was never drunk."
"The co-author is pretending not to be able to cheat me to serve you?"
She smiled.
"Thinking about ... while taking advantage of you being drunk to take advantage of it." He fiddled with the broken hair on her forehead, slowly speaking, his eyes falling from her forehead back into her eyes.
There was only one lamp in the room. He was carrying light and his eyes were dark.
Staring at each other,
His finger touched her eyebrow.
She blinked slowly and said, "You haven't finished speaking just now."
"Ok?"
"You said it was for me."
"Uh." He touched her nose with her finger, all the way down, and fell on her lips.
"Xu Qin, I think about the future of the two of us."
"Hmm?" A look of hope flashed in her eyes.
"At that time, I lived in our house and bought a car. I work regularly, from nine to five, I can have breakfast with you, send you to work, pick you up from work. Cook together, watch movies, go shopping, and grow flowers together. Keep small animals. Go to the Imperial City on weekends and travel farther away on annual leave. If you are lazy and do n’t want to go out, you will stay in your house and stay in the sun on the bed. You wo n’t go anywhere. I ’ll follow you. "
Unconsciously, Xu Qin's lips gently squeezed a smile, her eyes were sparkling, looking at him, as if seeing such a happy scene.
"Want to spend time with me?" He asked.
"Think." She grinned and threw her arms around his neck.