shock!The cold and disabled boss stood up and kissed me

The evening clouds are gradually closing, and the setting sun is slanting.

On the roof of the hospital in Guzhai Town, a tall white figure was tottering. The night wind blew his clothes, and his figure swayed a few times, like a dead leaf about to fall.

The people downstairs are all patients and nurses in the hospital, and most of them are people who know Xiao Yi, and his reputation is well known throughout the country.

"Xiao Yi, don't dance. Su Qinqin's death has nothing to do with you. Don't feel guilty. You still have a bright future and a great time." Ten years older.

If the film king Xiao Yi died in this movie, he might be branded as unlucky.

Due to the remoteness of Guzhai Town, the fire engine hadn't arrived when the police arrived. Even though the police had been persuading the hospital for over an hour, Xiao Yi still stood where he was, refusing to move his position.

"Mr. Xiao, you can say whatever you want, and we will satisfy you. Don't end your life in this way. You must know that your life is more meaningful than ending in any way." By the time we climbed the mountain, we had already reached the roof of the hospital.

Now that the sun has set, Xiao Yi's handsome figure has gradually turned black, and his belt is floating in the air; the policemen dare not approach easily, because Xiao Yi's position is too dangerous, and if he is not careful, he will fall.

"Don't get any closer, don't waste your efforts." Xiao Yi stared blankly at the falling sun in the sky, leaving only reddish clouds and orange rays of light.

The man didn't even look at the people behind him, but he knew that the policeman behind him was approaching again. He strode away to the side, and he was so frightened that there were sighs from upstairs and downstairs.

At such a height, walking so calmly, except for those who often work at heights, almost no one can do it.

Obviously, at this moment, Xiao Yi has no sense of survival.

"Don't, don't, Mr. Xiao, we won't get close to you, so don't move any more. The stone at the other end is a little loose, and if you don't make a sound, the consequences will be unimaginable." A few policemen standing behind Xiao Yi Drenched in sweat, the heart almost jumped out of the chest.

The siren of the fire engine was heard in the distance, and all the police officers were relieved, and their breathing became much easier.

"It's really hard work for you, because I still have to run around and come to this backward ancient village on a dreary night." Xiao Yi's words sounded like a farewell.

Everyone present noticed it, and the policeman was extremely sensitive. He immediately said with a stiff smile: "It's nothing to worry about, it's nothing. We are the police to protect the lives of the people. As long as you are fine, we will feel at ease." gone."

"Sorry, I seem to..." When Xiao Yi said this, he saw the crowd downstairs disperse, opening a path of life for the firefighters.

They were laying out the life-saving mat, 3 minutes, the life-saving mat could be fully inflated in only 3 minutes, Xiao Yi knew that the time was up, he closed his eyes tightly, and slowly opened his arms.

At this moment, the air was frozen, and the expression of the person was like a dehydrated fish. Everyone seemed to understand that he was about to jump off the building.

The life-saving mat downstairs was not ready yet, so he raised it forward.

"Xiao Yi!"

It was Song Qingli's voice, her heart-piercing voice pierced through the silent night, and pierced into Xiao Yi's ears.

In the dark night, she was wearing a white dress like a butterfly spreading its wings, flying through the crowd, her eyes shone with tiny gleams; Xiao Yi thought that there should be nothing that could shake his desire leave the heart.

But he was wrong, and he owed Qingli an apology.

When the man's eyes dropped quickly, the police immediately grabbed his hand.

A young girl rushed to the top floor quickly, her cheeks were blushing unavoidably, and her eyes were full of icy shards.

"Xiao Yi!"

Xiao Yi raised her head, her pale face did not have a trace of blood, her eyes were sunken, her lips were colorless, her out-of-focus eyes slowly fell on the tear-stained girl.

"Qingli, I forgot to say sorry to you." His voice was like that of a sick cat, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

The girl also held the man's hand tightly, for fear that he would fall, and everyone was saving a life.

When night falls, there are stars and a bright moon in the sky.

The street lights in the ancient village were turned on, and the people downstairs stood still like ghosts walking at night, all looking up at the roof of the hospital.

Song Qingli's tears fell on the man's face.

Xiao Yi has always wanted to break free from the shackles. He is in such a state of mind that he wants to die, and three or four people can't pull him up. The girl doesn't want her idol to fall, so she has no choice but to stand on the railing by herself.

"Hey! Girl, what are you doing!" The policemen panicked, what day is it today, why one or two will jump off the building.

"Qingli, don't mess around." A trace of worry appeared on Xiao Yi's pale face, he still had some sense of his own and could feel the impact of things.

The girl was actually very scared. When she saw the shrunken head downstairs, her feet felt weak.

"Xiao Yi, let me tell you a secret. In fact, I'm already dead."

"Die in a car accident, the brakes failed, the car rolled down the hill, and I made a small cry for help in a pile of scrap metal."

Song Qingli said it calmly, as if talking about other people's affairs, but for her to say that she was dead, but standing in front of her, the logic of the matter was not very smooth.

Undoubtedly, neither the police nor Xiao Yi believed it.

The girl smiled wryly: "I know you don't believe it, but I did experience it, Xiao Yi, in fact, death is not the scariest thing."

Xiao Yi raised his tired eyes and looked at the young girl. Her figure glowed in the dark, her skirt fluttered, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and her mouth opened and closed: "The most terrifying thing is that the life of a person who wants to live is suspended. .”

She thought of herself in her previous life, lying in the scrap iron of the dry mountain, the car crashed, and the black smoke stunned her several times, but she still didn't die, even though her body had been pierced by iron objects, and the blood was drying up, she Still not dead.

She wanted to live, desperately wanted to live, but God seemed to have made a joke and let her die at the age of 24.

"Xiao Yi, you are not wrong, you are just sick."

"Your existence is meaningful, you are not someone's appendage, you are you, no one can do things better than you."

"If you have to die, then let me, who has already died once, die for you." Song Qingli closed her eyes tightly, her body was on the verge of falling, she spread her arms, and the world held its breath.

No one thought that the first person to jump down from upstairs would be a girl who ran up to save others, and a white shadow fell directly, scaring the crowd downstairs to gasp.

"Qingli!" Xiao Yi's eyes widened, and he even reached out to grab her, but she fell too fast and couldn't catch her at all.