Don't fall in love with the professor

"Is it ready?"

"It's done, it's done, wait a minute, let's take another shot."

The man stood up and stepped back while staring at the mobile phone screen. The scene presented by the high-resolution lens was very clear. He could see the pair of exquisite high heels under the girl's feet, and above that was the bright yellow French dress, dark blue The pair of ear wires under the black fisherman's hat are shining brightly, very conspicuous.

She leaned on the wooden railing with one hand, with the dark lake behind her.

"You turn a little to the right."

Probably because the distance between the two was a bit far, the girl didn't hear it, so the man waved his hand to the right and raised his voice, "Right!"

"Ah? On the right?" The girl moved two steps according to the words, straightened her wind-blown hair, repositioned herself, and shouted loudly, "Is this okay?"

The man raised his arm, made an "OK" gesture in mid-air, and adjusted the angle up, down, left, and right, trying to get a perfect scene.

For a moment, he blinked, as if he couldn't believe what he saw—on the screen, behind the girl, a figure suddenly jumped into the lake.

From the outline, it should be an adult.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly fat woman broke into the camera, pointed at the lake, and shouted loudly while jumping: "I fell into the water! I fell into the water!"

The people walking nearby stopped when they heard the sound. After reacting, they huffed and ran to the railing, looking into the water.

"Oops! There's someone there!"

"Where? Where?"

It's too dark, if you don't have good eyesight, you can't see it at all.

I don't know who turned on the flashlight and shone a beam of white light on the lake.

"Where!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the light.

Immediately, many beams of light lit up again.

At this time, people could see clearly that there was something in the lake that was constantly struggling and splashing around, and there were tumbling water splashes around it. Moving their eyes to the right, an adult was struggling to swim towards him.

There was a lot of commotion here, and people from the square also arrived one after another. Someone asked:

"what happened?"

"Fall in the water!"

"What fell into the water?"

The person who arrived first explained to him: "Two people, one big and one small."

Immediately there was a voice to refute.

"It's not a big one or a small one, it's a child who fell in, and someone jumped down to save it."

"Oh! Did you get rescued?"

Many pairs of eyes looked at the place where the accident happened, and saw that the adult had already swam to the child, hugged him from behind with one hand, and

With one hand, he wiped the drops of water from his face.

The glaring light of the flashlight turned the man's face pale. He squinted his eyes uncomfortably, and then swam towards the shore as if he had found his way.

"Come up, come up!"

The previous woman hurriedly picked up the child, and many hands stretched out to the adult to pull him out.

Zhong Kexing was completely drenched, his hair, cuffs, and trousers were dripping with water. Within a few seconds of landing on the shore, a puddle of water formed on the ground, and the warm wind turned into a cold wind on his body, which made him shiver. .

There was a haze in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything clearly, only a familiar and anxious voice rang softly in my ears.

"Are you okay? Huh?"

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Another coat with a dry temperature brushed over his face and neck, flicking off the cold water droplets,

Zhong Kexing felt Jiang Xiaocheng's panic, held his slightly trembling hand, and said comfortingly, "I'm fine."

As soon as the words fell, there was a mournful cry.

"Binbin, wake up, wake up!"

Zhong Kexing's heart shuddered, and he pushed aside the crowd.

Jiang Xiaocheng followed behind him.

The child rescued by Zhong Kexing was lying on the ground, his eyes were closed, he was only eight or nine years old, and a woman knelt beside him, holding his face with trembling hands, it should be his mother.

It's too noisy around here, men, women, old and young are all trying to come up with ideas.

"Do you have to hang it upside down to control the water?"

"This needs artificial respiration!"

"120, have you hit 120 yet?"

"Are there doctors and nurses?"

But no one came forward.

It's not that he would not save people, but he was thinking that he didn't know how to save people. If a certain link was not done correctly, if there was a mistake in this life, it would only add to the chaos.

The mother was probably also frightened. There were many voices in her ears, which entered her head and turned into a pile of disordered symbols. She touched the child here and then there, but she was at a loss.

A shadow suddenly fell around him, and someone said, "I'll come."

She turned her head and recognized him as the one who had just rescued the child. With a trembling voice, she groaned a few times and hurriedly backed away to make room for him.

Tears kept falling, and she looked at Zhong Kexing eagerly.

Compared with her panic, Zhong Kexing was surprisingly calm. He frowned deeply, knelt down beside the child, and quickly unbuttoned his clothes.

Put your hands on the child's chest, bend your upper body, put your ears on his nose and face, and listen quietly.

Anyone who understands will know that he is detecting the child's heartbeat and breathing.

There is no inhalation or exhalation, and the chest is also peaceful.

Zhong Kexing's heart sank heavily, and his body reacted faster than his brain. He straightened the child's head, took a deep breath, and pressed it against his mouth.

There was a panting sound all around.

Zhong Kexing performed artificial respiration twice in a row, folded his hands together, and began to press the child's chest.

This set of movements is so smooth that people who don't know it think he is a professional doctor or nurse.

"Hey! Hey! It's moving! His hand is moving!" someone in the crowd shouted.

When the mother on the side heard this, she rushed forward, wiped away her tears, and shouted softly: "Binbin! Binbin!"

After seeing the child slowly open his eyes, he rushed forward with a "wow".

"Saved!"

"It's all right, great!"

Those who witnessed everything with their own eyes felt a sense of rejoicing that they survived the catastrophe from the bottom of their hearts.

The ambulance that was called earlier had arrived at this time, and the medical staff worked together to lift the child into the ambulance, and drove to the hospital with whistles.

"The young man saved a life." Someone gathered around Zhong Kexing and said words of praise.

"Oh, the water is so deep, it's too dangerous." Another person patted his chest to express his fear.

There is also a careful aunt who said: "Go home and change clothes, the lake is so cold, you will catch a cold."

Jiang Xiaocheng said again and again: "I'll take him home, I'll take him home."

Turning his head, he saw Zhong Kexing give a little support on the bridge of his nose, and asked, "Where did the glasses fall?"

I have to go to the shore to see it again.

Zhong Kexing followed the sound and groped for his shirt.

"Don't look for it, it should have fallen into the lake."

After a pause, he said, "I can't drive, I can't take you home."

His whole body was wet, a lock of black hair was hanging on his forehead, his shirt was sticking to his skin, and his shoes were filled with water. He was really embarrassing.

But still thinking about such a thing.

Jiang Xiaocheng had a sore nose and said to him, "Wait a minute, I'll find a car and take you back."

He originally wanted to hail a taxi not far away, and then bring the car here to pick up Zhong Kexing, but after walking a few steps, as if he had sensed something, he suddenly turned around.

Zhong Kexing stood straight on the edge of the square, standing in the flickering lights, and people coming and going brushed shoulders with him, or cast curious eyes, or walked past him without squinting.

Suddenly, an irresistible impulse surged in Jiang Xiaocheng's body, he followed this impulse and walked back, standing still in front of Zhong Kexing.

"I'll take you with me."

He stretched out his arm and took Zhong Kexing's hand.

In fact, Zhong Kexing's hands were not very clean, they became wet after he jumped into the river, and he didn't pay attention when saving people just now, and a lot of mud stuck on them.He tried to pull it out, but Jiang Xiaocheng held it too tightly.

And this hand was so soft and warm that he didn't want to let go.

"This way."

"beware of the steps."

When they walked to the side of the road, a taxi suddenly stopped in front of them. The driver rolled down the window and said, "Hey, let me take you back. I was also by the lake just now."

It was the evening rush hour, and it was very lucky to meet an empty car. Jiang Xiaocheng couldn't help but thank him, opened the car door, and let Zhong Kexing go up first.

The driver said that he was going to the mall to buy cigarettes. When he went out, he saw a group of people gathered around the lake. He also heard that someone had fallen into the water, so he ran over to look.

He also said that looking at the child's appearance, he was estimated to be eight or nine years old. He was just naughty, and his parents probably didn't take care of him, so he fell into the lake.

He also said that it requires professional skills to save people from falling into the water, and maybe both of them are in danger.

Jiang Xiaocheng's heart calmed down a little, but he was trembling again by this sentence. He used to browse the news and saw the incident where both the rescuer and the drowning person were killed, and he felt a wave of fear.

"Is there really nothing wrong? Otherwise, otherwise we'll go to the hospital. "

"I'm really fine."

Zhong Kexing felt his uneasiness, and patiently explained: "I often swim, and although the lake is deep, the current is not rushing."

The driver muttered something again, but Jiang Xiaocheng didn't listen to it in his heart.

Ask again: "Ah, what about the glasses, should we—"

"There are spares at home." After Zhong Kexing said this, he regretted it, because he found that he had missed an opportunity to see Jiang Xiaocheng again.

When neither of them noticed, an invisible hand opened the curtain of night, and the taxi shuttled through the neon ink and drove forward.

In this way, on the third date, by accident, Zhong Kexing brought Jiang Xiaocheng home.