love across mountains and seas

You never know which one will come first, accident or tomorrow.

The July day in Jiangcheng was still cloudy and rainy.Zhang Jingchi came to the office as usual and made a cup of strong tea.The criminal investigation team of the Municipal Bureau has been working overtime for several nights. A smuggling case that has been under pressure for many years finally has a clue. The "big fish" that was rescued back then did not disappoint her. Speaking of which, it was thanks to this This "fish" gave her a chance to meet Han Song.

"Captain, that kid has confessed, at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, at the aquatic product warehouse in the old district of Dongcheng, according to him, the leader of the other party, brother Ruan, will come to trade in person."

"Okay, tell the first team leader, no, I will personally lead the team to carry out the arrest, and the second team will stay in ambush, and there must be no fish that slip through the net."

"Yes."

The first time Han Song felt despair in the hospital was in the year when his mother died of illness, but she was still young at that time, and the memory of the pain was deep but not clear.The second time was when Chu Ran was seriously injured in a car accident.The third time is now.

Sirens and police are the last thing she wants to hear or see in a hospital.However, this is the easiest to appear in the hospital.

The operation was not long, Han Song did not participate, she is an orthopedic surgeon, she is not needed for this operation.

On the bench outside the operating room, she sat there quietly, with no sadness or joy on her face.For Zhang Jingchi, the only sense of familiarity and intimacy she has with her all the time seems to be only when she occasionally sees some shadows similar to Chu Ran on her body.But in fact, she is really a very good person, kind and chivalrous, and she is the kind of person who can be trusted for life.

It was the first time that Han Song seriously thought about and even missed Zhang Jingchi, but it was at this time and on this occasion.

Life and death are staged in the hospital every day. It is no surprise to doctors. Some people will have a lot of insights because of life and death, but for them, the longer they work in medicine, the more difficult it is for them to understand.

unless……

"sister!"

Chu Ran was the first to arrive, and she didn't call to inform them, presumably it was the news from the police station.

"How is my senior sister?"

Han Song shook his head, then lowered his head.She really didn't know the specific situation. When Zhang Jingchi was carried out of the ambulance, Han Song was stunned for a moment.Blood stained the stretcher, and some medical staff covered her bleeding chest.

Sadness mixed with inexplicable regret, Han Song even thought at this moment, if Zhang Jingchi could wake up safely, she would definitely treat her better.

More and more people gathered outside the operating room, and later, even the director of the city bureau came to the scene in person.Han Song just sat there quietly until a hand came over.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine."

Gu Xixi didn't know when she came here, and she was sitting on the chair beside her at this moment, gently touching her.

Han Song didn't speak, and the scene just now reappeared in front of his eyes.Recalling carefully, the place where the doctor covered was too close to the heart...

Zhang Jingchi, you must be well.

It is a pity that God did not hear her prayer, or maybe God actually heard it, but God does not necessarily have to help everyone realize their wishes.

Zhang Jingchi was buried in the martyrs cemetery in Jiangcheng.

On the day of the funeral, it was rare for the rainy Jiangcheng to clear up.The funeral car drove into the cemetery, and Chu Ran slowly walked towards the mourning hall with the portrait in his arms. In the photo, Zhang Jingchi had a neat uniform and a heroic smile, just like before.

The family area was surprisingly quiet, and there was no crying. An old man in a police uniform was supported by another middle-aged man also in a police uniform. He silently watched the funeral procession slowly enter.

Standing behind them, Lu Weiguo seemed to have aged a lot overnight.This is his youngest apprentice and his last child.

The martyrs are buried in a grand ceremony, full of mourning and honor.

In the coffin, Zhang Jingchi and the national flag were added to his body, his face was peaceful, as if he was only lightly asleep...

Zhang Jingchi's departure left a small wound in everyone's heart.It seems harmless, but it hurts my heart.

Chu Ran found the book when sorting out Zhang Jingchi's belongings. At first she thought it was just a simple diary, but after opening it, she saw that there were a few letters in it. To be precise, it should be a few suicide notes.

Chu Ran knew that some police officers would write a suicide note in advance and leave it to their relatives in case of major and dangerous missions, in case of unexpected accidents, but it was too late to explain a few words, but he didn't know that Zhang Jingchi also had such a habit.

The two letters were addressed to his father and master, and Chu Ran handed them over to Lu Weiguo, who then handed them over to the Zhang family.

The two letters were written to Han Song, Chu Ran hesitated, and handed them to Han Song himself.

Two letters from different periods, but all tell the same theme.Only now did Han Song realize that she had never really known Zhang Jingchi.

She opened the letter at midnight when she sat alone by the window in her room. Zhang Jingchi's handwriting was strong and yet elegant, each word written with a rare gentleness.

"Han Song, if you read this letter, it's a pity that I haven't had time to see the snowy scenery on the horizon of Cangshan Mountain and the horses in Asakusa in Bianchi with you.

I'm not very good at expressing my feelings. Now that I think about it, if I had been braver at that time... Forget it, you have read this letter, I should be glad, fortunately, you didn't fall in love with me.

In fact, Gu Xixi is also quite nice.

Sometimes if you don't take a step forward, you never know how beautiful the scenery ahead will be.

Han Song, I hope you can be happy, life is in a hurry, don't let loneliness be long. "

It was quiet in the middle of the night, only the slight sound of the letter paper rubbing against each other, accompanied by Han Song's tears falling quietly...

That winter, Han Song went to Cangshan alone.

Somehow, on the night she arrived, Cangshan Mountain happened to be snowflakes.She stayed in the hotel at the foot of the mountain for one night, and she got up early the next day before dawn.When the door was opened, the snow outside had stopped, and the whole mountain was covered in a layer of plain white after it fell overnight.

"It's beautiful."

After lightly speaking this sentence to the air, Han Song walked towards Cangshan Mountain alone.Halfway through the journey, the sun gradually rose, and she bought another cable car ticket, and climbed unsteadily from the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Finally standing on the top of Cangshan Mountain, the snow was slightly melted by the rising sun, Han Song stood under the pine tree and looked at the white snow in the distance.

"It's beautiful."

The voice came from behind, Han Song was surprised when he heard the sound, and when he looked back, he saw Gu Xixi standing on the stone platform behind him, looking at her with a smile.

"you……"

"Chu Ran told me everything."

Gu Xixi walked to her side and stood shoulder to shoulder with her on the top of Cangshan Mountain, "Han Song, time flies, I want to cherish you and accompany you, let me stay by your side."

The hand that Gu Xixi held was warm, and Han Song looked at her, as if he was infected by the scenery, and his eyes were also filled with tenderness.

"I haven't talked about a real relationship. I may not be what you imagined."

"I never defined you as a love object in my fantasy. Han Song, you are you. No matter what kind of you you are, you are the unique existence in my heart. But I, maybe I haven't let you have a good life all the time. But I still want to ask you to give me a chance. I am no longer the age of being dazzled by novelty. I have been in a daze for 30 years. I have never been so sober. Han Song, I am sure, you are me The person I want to cherish the most."

The sun was getting brighter, but it wasn't glaring. When it hit Gu Xixi's face, it seemed to be covered with a layer of warm light.

The softness in the palm of his hand moved slightly, and turned back to hold her.

"it is good."

Han Song didn't say much, it was a simple word, but it was what Gu Xixi wanted to hear the most.

Without the excitement of ecstasy, at this moment, she suddenly felt like crying.

"It turns out that the snow scene on the horizon of Cangshan Mountain is really beautiful."