Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Chapter 312 Jumping off the building

When Zhou Xiaogang saw that Mo Ling knew about this, he stopped talking about it.

He planned to give her a surprise.

Both he and Dezi are grateful people.

Mo Ling can lend them a helping hand when they are in trouble, and they will definitely give her a better return.

Under Zhou Xiaogang's enthusiastic guidance, Mo Ling tried all the delicious food in the food street.

"I'm a little full."

"Boss, these are the most unique cakes and delicacies in the food court. Take them back and try them. If they taste good, tell me and I'll mail them to you."

"Row."

Mo Ling brought over the bag of delicious food.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving now."

"it is good."

Zhou Xiaogang watched Mo Ling leave, then turned around to check the progress of the renovation of his shop.

Mo Ling took a taxi to the tallest building in Beijing. After paying the fare, he took the elevator to the rooftop, carrying snacks.

At this moment, a person was standing on the rooftop of the 50th floor of the building.

This man looked to be about twenty years old, with a pale face that looked a bit sickly.

His pair of inky eyes were fixed on the busy traffic below the tall building.

He was standing on the edge of the rooftop, and if he took one step forward he would fall.

He had been standing here for a long time, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of lifeless dead water.

Click....

The door behind him was pushed open.

"Oh, luckily, I made it in time."

Mo Ling drank Coke and looked at the person standing on the edge of the rooftop.

The movement behind him startled him, but he did not turn around. Instead, he continued to watch the people coming and going downstairs of the tall building.

He seemed to be waiting.

Waiting for someone to pass by downstairs before jumping down.

After all, he was afraid that he would hit someone.

"Handsome guy, you want to commit suicide."

Mo Ling leaned against the wall, drinking Coke and greeting the other person.

The man ignored her.

"Do you know that among all suicides, jumping off a building is the most regrettable way to die?"

The man's eyes moved slightly. He was silent for a while, then slowly turned around and looked at the strange girl who suddenly appeared.

"Jump off the building."

Mo Ling took a sip of Coke and continued:

"You know what? People who jump off buildings are acting on impulse. They will feel extremely regretful the moment they jump. Unfortunately, there is no cure for regret. They can only enjoy the fear and then endure the pain of death."

“Not impulsive.”

The man's voice was like the sound of nature, clear and pleasant, very beautiful to listen to.

If this voice were used for singing, it would definitely charm many people.

The meaning of the man's words was obvious.

His decision to jump off the building was not an impulsive one, but a well-considered one.

"I know."

Mo Ling's answer surprised the man a little.

Ever since he developed severe depression, there have been few things in the world that surprise him.

"You've been standing there for quite some time. If you say you were impulsive, I don't believe it."

Mo Ling finished the Coke, took out a bottle of juice, opened it and continued drinking.

The man looked at Mo Ling, seemingly not understanding why she was here.

"Are you trying to persuade me not to jump?"

He actually attempted suicide many times, and was rescued every time.

He was grateful to those who saved him, but life was really tiring for him.

"Do not."

"Respect others and refuse help. If you want to jump, you can. I'm just watching."

man:....

I feel like hitting someone. What’s going on?

Mo Ling didn't seem to notice the momentary stiffness on the man's face.

"Look, I even prepared snacks."

Mo Ling shook the bag in his hand, indicating that he really just came to take a look.

Mo Ling sat on the ground, picked up the cake and started eating.

You know what, the pastries from this time-honored Beijing brand are really good. When I go back, I'm going to buy some to stock up on.

[Host, you really don't care? ]

Feifei also couldn't understand the host's operations.

You say don't care.

You traveled thousands of miles from Hai City to Jing City, just to watch someone jump off a building up close?

Aren’t you afraid that if this person jumps down, he will be immediately taken away for questioning as a suspect?

But you have to say it.

The host just sat here eating and drinking without even a word of comfort.

The two of them just stood and sat looking at each other.

Mo Ling looked at the person in front of him.

Don’t think that this person is suffering from severe depression and is in a life-threatening state.

But you can't deny that he is a genius, a musical genius.

Many of the heroine's later songs were written by this person.

As for jumping off the building, sorry, he jumped but didn't die.

According to the time, she arrived early.

If it was half an hour later, someone would have found him and called the police, and the firefighters would have come as well.

Finally, at 7:30 in the evening, he jumped.

The whole person fell on the fire cushion, but nothing happened.

Later, he was sent to the hospital by his family for treatment.

After more than a year of treatment, he went out once.

He went out in the middle of the night, like a wandering ghost, wandering on the deserted street in a hospital gown.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a girl in a white dress rescuing an injured cat under a street light.

Watching the kitten being rescued, he suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was very beautiful.

So, I began to be attracted by her beauty.

Later, after learning that she was a singer, he began to write lyrics and compose music, and asked her to sing by name.

Just like that, one hit song after another appeared.

Under normal circumstances, this would be a healing little beauty.

But after Feifei dug out some details inside.

She looked at him as if he were an idiot.

At first, he saw the heroine rescuing a kitten.

But didn’t he see the cameras not far away?

Didn’t you hear the director constantly shouting “kakakaka”?

The worst thing was that there was ketchup on the kitten's bleeding leg.

But if this guy is more careful, he can see the short video released by the heroine later.

But he didn't even notice it. Is this eye intermittently blind?

Maybe Mo Ling's eyes were too straightforward.

Even if he didn't care much about what others thought of him, he could still feel Mo Ling's eyes.

The look he gave him was full of disdain.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What look?"

"Look at me like an idiot."

Ever since he fell ill, many people have looked at him with sympathy, pity, or heartache.

But only Mo Ling looked at him as if he were an idiot.

As a musical genius, when had he ever been looked at in this way?

"You've seen it all."

Mo Ling clapped loudly, causing the other party's expression to stiffen for a moment.

"You're about to commit suicide, why do you still care about how I look at you?"

"You won't advise me?"

"If I persuade you, you won't jump?"

Mo Ling tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"That's right, I saw it all. I have to persuade him no matter what, otherwise he will be misunderstood."

Mo Ling said as he turned on his phone and activated the recording function.

"I'll give you some advice."

"You must cherish your life and don't give up your life easily."

"You have to know that even if the whole world doesn't love you, but..."

“But you have to love yourself too.”

This sentence was said by the man, not Mo Ling.

"Many people have told me this. Even if no one in the world loves you, you still have to love yourself."

“It’s no use.”

The man has been using this sentence to persist for a long time, but now he can't hold on any longer.

He knew he was sick, but he tried hard to no avail.

So, he wanted to give up.

"You know how to answer all the questions?"

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment, and continued:

"But unfortunately, the answer is wrong."

“What I want to say is that even if everyone in the world doesn’t love you, there is one thing that loves you from beginning to end.”

"Something? Myself?"

The man felt that this was no different from what he had said before.