"In the face of illness, people seem a little small, and this is what I only realized recently." The man kept coughing, and his body was almost unable to support it: "I used to be a very violent person, but I was slowly afflicted by cancer. I went to the edge and corner, and in the battle with it, I realized that people are actually very fragile."
"Don't go any further, stop and rest for a while. I'll be at the Jiujiang World Trade Center right away. If we have anything to say, we'll have a good chat when we meet." Chen Ge lied about his whereabouts, and he gestured to the driver , urging the other party to drive faster.
The results of an online search showed that the Chinese Academy built next to the railway was near the southern suburbs, not too far from his side.
"I've been in the same place for a long time, and it's time to move forward." The man's voice was shaking, and every time he coughed, his whole body was affected, and the pain was indescribable: "I know you are for my good, but I also want to Go and see other landscapes, that's why I go to that high place."
Chen Ge didn't know how to persuade a man. After all, he was not a professional psychologist.
"When a person dies, there is nothing left, you calm down first, think about the unfinished thoughts in your memory, think about the precious people in your life, they are still waiting for you, every minute and every time you are together. Every moment is important to them." Chen Ge was very fast, and he was also a little anxious, desperately waving to the driver.
The driver was also a smart man. After hearing what Chen Ge said, he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and the speed of the car increased again.
Returning to the original road, they soon passed by the gate of the children's park and drove towards the edge of the southern suburbs.
The suburbs of Jiujiang, the western suburbs have the largest area, and the southern suburbs have the most convenient transportation, but the area is the smallest.
The man's voice gradually became lower on the phone. He seemed to regard Chen Ge as his last listener and told Chen Ge a lot about himself.
Taxis are speeding on the road, the buildings on both sides are slowly getting shorter, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians around.
Chen Ge sat in the car, doing two things with one mind. While chatting with the man on the phone, he stared at the outside of the car, compared the map, and looked for the Chinese Academy.
The man over the phone was coughing more and more violently, it felt like he was about to cough out his lungs. This is by no means an exaggerated description. Just from the sound, Chen Ge could feel the pain that the man was suffering from. .
"Hold on! I'll be there soon!" Chen Ge was so anxious, the voice on the phone was so real, he always felt that there was still a chance to save everything.
"It's okay, I'm used to it." The man coughed for a long time before he could say a word. His voice sounded strange, with a sense of relief, a trace of relief, and a trace of reluctance.
He tried to say everything clearly, although doing so would sting his already coughed throat and the lump on his neck: "I'm very happy that you can talk with me so much, go back, I'm not talking to you In that place, don't come to me either, I'll just leave the rest of the way alone."
The wind grew louder, and Chen Ge held his breath. He was now worried about hearing the whistle of the train on his phone.
When that voice sounded, it was probably when the man arrived at his "destination".
A few minutes later, the driver sent Chen Ge to the place.
At the end of the street there is an antique courtyard, which is the former residence of a scholar in Jiujiang, and the Chinese Academy is next to the courtyard.
The driver was smart and didn't interrupt Chen Ge's chat with the man. After he stopped the car, he pointed outside, and then pointed at the meter.
Chen Ge hurriedly went to find the man who was about to lie down on the rail, took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the driver, then opened the door and rushed out with his bag in hand.
On the other side of the phone, the man's will became blurred, his voice was choppy, his words didn't match his words, and he was in a dangerous state.
"Your story isn't over yet. I just talked about the scene when you met your wife for the first time. What happened after that?" Chen Ge didn't dare to let the man stop thinking, he tried to get the other party to continue.
When you walk out of the street, you can see the iron cabinets in the distance. There are isolation bars on both sides. However, a few of the isolation bars are missing. They should be removed by nearby residents to facilitate passage.
What about people
This is where the train whistle and the Chinese Academy of Sciences match the information. The phone has not been hung up, so Chen Ge didn't dare to make too much noise. He was running wildly outside the isolation fence, and the wind was whirring in his ears.
The railroad tracks in the night looked like a ladder leading to the other side of the world, with no end, reaching into the deepest part of the darkness.
"This ladder does not lead to heaven..."
I don't know when the next train will be, all Chen Ge can do is try his best to find him and take him to a safe place.
Chen Ge didn't know if he was right or wrong, but he still wanted to do his best to make the man think again.
Holding a mobile phone in one hand and a big bag in the other, Chen Ge ran wildly beside the railroad tracks alone: "Calm down, you must calm down!"
Chen Ge did not save the first two deceased, and he would not miss this one again.
The cough sounded again, and the man's physical condition seemed to have reached the limit. He stopped and did not continue to move forward.
"I'm going to that place soon." The man's voice came from the phone: "I'm still a little reluctant to give up, I should have spent more time with them in the past."
At the same time as the man opened his mouth, Chen Ge's pupils shrunk. Using his Yin pupils, he found a figure far away.
The man sat in the middle of the rails, and in front of him was a track that seemed to stretch into the darkness without end.
It's him
Chen Ge ran towards the man, and slowly, a little light appeared in the dark night.
The whistling wind sounded, and a man's voice came from the mobile phone: "I have seen the place I want to go, it is light, the light that is slowly approaching..."
"Quick! Get out of there!"
Chen Ge knew exactly what that light was, the train was coming!
He threw the bag away and rushed towards the shadow.
The sound of the train moving on the phone became clearer and clearer, and Chen Ge was getting closer and closer to the shadow.
He no longer paid attention to other things, at this time there was only one thought in his mind, pulling the shadow away.
Sprinting with all his strength, Chen Ge saw the speeding train, he bit his lip with blood, and continued to move forward.
If there is a third party, it will feel as if Chen Ge is actively crashing into the oncoming train in the distance.
"Get out of the way!"
In the blink of an eye, Chen Ge had already rushed to the shadow.
Before the train came, he reached for the shadow.
His palm was cold, and he didn't care to think about it, Chen Ge grabbed the thing and rolled out of the rails.
The train passed by, just a few seconds later.
His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and Chen Ge had never been so frightened when facing the red clothes.
The wheels were rolling on the rails, and the sound was so heavy that Chen Ge didn't breathe a sigh of relief until after the train passed.
"are you OK?"
He hurriedly looked at the black figure he had just caught, and when he looked up and looked around, he realized that the black figure was standing on the other side of the railroad tracks, keeping a distance from Chen Ge.
"Why did you save me?" The voice from the shadow was the same as the voice on the phone.
"Do you still need any reason to save people?" Chen Ge asked the other party in return, and he hung up the phone and walked towards the shadow.
As he kept getting closer, the dark shadow's facial features began to change slowly, drop by drop of blood seeping out from under the skin, slowly dyeing the coat red.