bucket list

The two stayed in Zong Chi's hometown for three days, and the sky was always clear, but it started to rain the first night they left.The rain lasted until the return journey, the visibility on the road was limited, Zong Chi was not driving fast, and brisk music was playing in the car.

The streams of water slide across the windows, crossing and merging mechanically but full of randomness, and the wipers swing rhythmically, but they can't affect the gradually warming breathing in the cabin at all.A layer of pale white gradually appeared on the car window, Jian Changche leaned his head on one side, smearing it with his fingers in a daze.The sky was gloomy, and the scenery passing by outside the window overlapped with Jian Changche's ambiguous image reflected on the glass. Occasionally, the lights on the side of the road would briefly overlap with his pupils and then quickly separate. A silent movie was playing.

"Wow, the time to go out this time is just right, the weather was so good when we went out to sea that day." Zong Chi said.

"Hai?" Jian Changche slightly raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes.

"Out of the lake." Zong Chi immediately changed his words.

"Didn't you say you were going to visit the grave before going home today?" Jian Changche asked again.

"Well, do you still want to go?" Zong Chi lowered his head slightly, and looked up at the sky from under his eyebrows—the gray clouds were layered on top of each other, covering the entire range visible to the naked eye. The water slopes tirelessly down.

"Go, why don't you go." Jian Changche said, "Humans are not made of sugar, and they won't melt away in the rain."

By noon, the rain had receded and some areas where the cloud cover was shallower were illuminated, but there was still no daylight that could break through the sticky and entangled shackles of the cloud.Zong Chi stopped at the service area, and as soon as he opened the car door, he quickly wrapped his leather jacket tightly: "Wow, it's so cold!"

Jian Changche also got out of the car and stretched himself. He habitually reached into his pocket and touched it—there was no more cigarettes. He pursed his lips and twisted his fingers, but in the end he did nothing .

Seeing that his jacket was open, revealing the sweater and scarf inside, Zong Chi couldn't help being curious: "Aren't you cold?"

Jian Changche shook his head: "It's okay."

Zong Chi touched his hand, it was really warm, and he felt that he was indeed a very angry young man.

"Do you want something to drink?" He folded his arms and shrugged his shoulders slightly: "I'm going to buy coffee."

Jian Changche shook his head, waved his fingers, and signaled "Go".

Zong Chi rushed into the convenience store and wandered around, bought a cup of coffee and a cup of hot soybean milk, put it in his arms, and walked back as if offering a treasure.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the convenience store, he found a commotion in the parking lot.There was a lot of people around, and curious pedestrians kept looking around.Suddenly, he heard Jian Changche's voice in the crowd, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then walked forward quickly.

In the open space of the parking area for the disabled, a group of people gathered loosely, some watched solemnly, a few whispered nervously, and most of them averted their eyes as if they were unlucky.Zong Chi saw an old man lying on his back on the ground, his clothes were unbuttoned, and his dentures were taken out and thrown aside. Jian Changche was already kneeling at the side and began to perform CPR on him. yellow box.Zong Chi saw a child next to him crying loudly, and a woman kneeling beside the old man with tears on her face. She must be a relative of the old man.He reacted immediately, and hurriedly said: "Stay out of the way, allow for ventilation, and the family members here must not touch the patient during the electric shock, and take good care of the child."

After hearing what he said, the mother hurriedly got up and hugged the child in her arms. Zong Chi turned his back and made an emergency call while greeting the security guards in the service area, signaling them to help keep an eye on the traffic.

The process of cardiopulmonary resuscitation was tense and every second counted. Fortunately, in less than 3 minutes, the old man finally regained his spontaneous breathing.Even more fortunately, the service area happened to be equipped with a first-aid station, and the first-aid personnel rushed over and quickly took over the patient from Jian Changche.The mother was busy thanking him, but anxiously wanted to follow the ambulance stretcher to see, Jian Changche quickly patted her on the back and said, "It's all right, go quickly."

"Thank you so much, thank you so much!" The woman held Jian Changche's hands tightly, trembling all over, "Don't go, you must don't go first, I have to thank you very much!"

"You don't have to thank me. Anyone would do the same. Are you scared, kid? Don't be afraid, go there with mom." Jian Changche said seriously.

The mother bowed to him several times, picked up the child and walked away quickly with the ambulance personnel.Someone in the crowd asked: "Young man, is the uncle okay?"

Jian Changche shook his head: "The rescue was timely, and the aorta has recovered its pulsation. Afterwards, blood pressure and electrocardiogram need to be monitored. The emergency station will take care of it."

Seeing the patient being carried away, the crowd tightened a lot and surrounded Jian Changche.Zong Chi watched from afar, but didn't step forward to make a rescue - in fact, he really liked seeing Jian Changche surrounded by everyone enthusiastically.

"The timely rescue is not thanks to you being here, but also the luck of this uncle." Another person in the crowd sighed loudly, "Otherwise, it would be unimaginable!"

"CPR is a kind of first aid measure that is worth popularizing and worth learning. The golden period of first aid for heart attack and cardiorespiratory arrest is only 4 minutes, 4 minutes. If measures are taken one second earlier, the patient Just one more chance to survive." Jian Changche faced the crowd with a sincere expression and said clearly, "Everyone should have seen cardiopulmonary resuscitation from film and television dramas, but there are still many things worth noting about the actual operation. For details, those who are interested can go back and search the professional institutions around them. There are many free training courses. Mastering this basic first aid technique will protect the lives of people around you. And it is not difficult to learn. Every time we Everyone can do it, don’t worry about your inexperience, or your nervousness when facing real people and real problems, but being able to quickly identify symptoms is already an important first step.”

When Jian Changche was in first aid, several people took out their mobile phones to record, and when he spoke this time, even more people raised their mobile phones.The girl standing in front of Zong Chi was a little shorter, so it was easy for him to see the scene in the camera.Zong Chi confirmed it with his eyes—yes, he took a very handsome picture of my wife.

The girl's friend came out from the toilet at this time, found her friend in the crowd, pulled her and asked in surprise, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

The girl said: "Just now a grandpa had a heart attack and collapsed, and was rescued by this little brother. The grandpa passed out next to me and scared me to death. Then the little brother rushed up and pushed everyone away, and started Give him CPR. And use that machine, the one with the heart drawn on it."

"Ah? What's that?" the girl friend asked.

"That's called an automatic external defibrillator." Zong Chi's voice sounded above their heads.

The two were startled, turned around and looked up to see Zong Chi, and stammered, "Ah, ah, that's it."

"He said just now that everyone can learn CPR, but... can ordinary people use this device?" the girl in the video asked softly as if talking to herself.

"After training, it is not difficult to learn. This thing is also called a 'fool defibrillator', and non-professionals can use it." Zong Chi said, "Every minute of defibrillation in advance can increase the patient's survival rate by 1%. % to 7%."

The two girls nodded with their mouths open, as if they hadn't recovered from the tense incident.The girl later asked, "How do you know, are you a doctor too?"

Zong Chi smiled: "Me? Do I look like me?"

The two girls looked at each other and smiled: "It's pretty similar."

Zong Chi shook his head, with a hint of imperceptible pride in his tone: "I'm not, I'm just a handyman. Neither is he, he's a nurse."

"Men also have nurses?" the girl asked in surprise.

"Yes, although there are few, there are still some." Her friend said, "I saw quite a few when my grandma was hospitalized last time."

"Oh, it's amazing,"

"Yeah, you didn't see the scene of saving people just now, it's super thrilling, so handsome!"

"Huh? No," one person reacted first, and asked Zong Chi, "How do you know that little brother is your friend?"

Zong Chi didn't answer—over the heads of the two, he saw Jian Changche raised his head and started looking for someone, so he strode out of the crowd and came to him, wrapping his arms around his neck.He leaned close to Jian Changche's ear and said something, Jian Changche turned around and took a quick look, not knowing what he was looking for, and didn't seem to care too much.

The two walked forward a few more steps, when Zong Chi suddenly turned his head, put two fingers in the middle and waved his forehead smartly, saying "bye".

After the two girls were stunned for a long time, they lowered their heads and realized that the phone camera in their hands was always on.

This small episode did not add too much turmoil to the journey of the two, and the two arrived at their destination smoothly and smoothly at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The weather is not good. There are almost no people in the cemetery today. The tree trunks are bare, the clouds are thick, the grass leaves are wet and slippery, and there are white stone monuments standing faintly in the mist.

"Wow, what is this, Silent Hill?"

Jian Changche said, "You go there first, I'll do some shopping."

Zong Chi nodded indifferently. This time he entered through the side door, and the first thing he passed was the tombstones of Jian Changche's parents and sister.Jian Changche came back after buying flowers and borrowing cleaning tools, and saw Zong Chi standing in front of his family's cemetery, muttering something very seriously.But when he got closer, there was no sound at all.

"What are you doing? On the phone?"

"No." Zong Chi said solemnly.

Jian Changche glanced at him inexplicably, and Zong Chi asked again, "Do you have any wine today?"

"What kind of wine are you drinking, are you driving, looking for a beating?"

Jian Changche bought a lot of flowers, in addition to giving to his parents and sister, he also bought two bunches, and placed one in front of Old Man Sun's tomb next door.While bending over to tidy up, he asked casually, "Have you ever thought about what you want to do with your body after you die?"

"I heard that general teachers are very scarce? Can you sign a contract for donation? I heard that one person has the most organs... and can save 74 people?" Zong Chi hadn't thought much about this problem before, "Otherwise, the ashes If you don’t know, let’s sprinkle it in the sea. Even so, it’s likely to be buried with grandparents in the end. What about you?”

Jian Changche shrugged, saying that he had no decision, and said, "Have you heard of mushroom coffins?"

Zong Chi's head was full of black lines: "What kind of novelty is it..."

"A coffin made of mushrooms. The mycelium can quickly decompose the corpse and then be absorbed by the soil. It has a feeling of ashes to ashes." He said lightly, "But our country can only do cremation, there is no such thing. "

Zong Chi desperately winked at the photo of the smiling woman on the tombstone: "Look at him, tell me about him..."

The two packed up and climbed up the small slope with the last bouquet of flowers in their arms, to the tombstone of Zongchi's grandparents.Just as they stood still, Zong Chi suddenly let out a "huh", staring at the silver crystal spot on Jian Changche's shoulder, stretched out his hand again, and raised his head - it actually started to snow.

"No wonder it's so cold today." Jian Changche also stretched out his hand, and the fluffy snowflakes fell on his hands and disappeared immediately.

"Grandpa and grandma, I've come to see you." Zong Chi said, "I went to look at the house a few days ago and found that the house is still in good condition. I'm going to buy it. I don't want to throw away your things."

"Cheche went with me, grandma, you are right, he is really nice, not a vixen."

Jian Changche punched him on the arm.

Zong Chi laughed, and after a while, the smile gradually disappeared from the corners of his mouth, melting into the fluttering snowflakes in the sky.He stared at an unknown point in the air, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away.

Jian Changche squatted down to arrange the flowers, and smiled politely at the familiar old man in the photo.

"Jane Changche."

"Huh?" Suddenly being called by his full name, Jian Chang was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to look at him inexplicably.

Zong Chi looked down at him and said calmly, "Stay with me."

Jian Changche blinked, and said dully: "Aren't we together? Today, yesterday, and the past few months."

"You know what I'm talking about."

Jian Chang settled down, sighed softly, stood up straight with her knees propped up, and met his eyes.

"I'm talking about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and all the foreseeable and controllable future."

These words seemed to have been circling in Zong Chi's mind for a long time, so that every word rolled off his lips in such a smooth rhythm. "I don't want one item on my bucket list to be about you. I want to do my best to be with you for a limited time."

Jian Changche suddenly had the illusion that the two of them were not the only ones in this cemetery. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be many translucent souls floating quietly in the mist. The snowflakes penetrated their bodies, but left Wet traces.There are Zongchi's grandparents, his own parents and sister, Uncle Sun, and many unknown existences, men, women, old and young, tall, short, fat, and thin, all watching them peacefully and serenely, or through They are looking at someone else.

After thinking for a long time, Jian Changche opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of white air.In the soft white mist, he asked softly through him: "Do you love me?"

"Yes," Zong Chi said without hesitation, "I hate this world, but I love you."

Hearing this, Jian Chang laughed thoroughly.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his brows were slightly frowned, and there was water in his eyes.The tip of his nose was red, maybe it was because of the cold, but he looked a little sad, a little pitiful, and a little relieved.

Zong Chi couldn't help but want to reach out and hug him.

But before he had time to reach out, Jian Changche had already sniffed and lowered his head.He unzipped his jacket, took out his wallet, opened it, and pulled out a folded flat page from the interlayer.He unfolded it carefully, took out a pen from Zong Chiqian's pocket, and carefully crossed out a line of words on it.

Zong Chi recognized his grandmother's notes.

Grandma said: "My wish is that Xiao Chi can be with someone he loves and who also loves him."

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