Chapter 0561 The Fourth
Zhang Ya ……
Silently pronouncing her name, what made Chen Ge vaguely uneasy was that he didn’t get any response.
Turning his head to look behind him, the night was pitch black and there wasn’t a single bright light around, so he couldn’t see his shadow at all.
”What are you doing?” The man noticed that Chen Ge was behaving a bit strangely and whispered, “Your face doesn’t look too good.”
”This is the first time I’ve heard of the profession of suicide intervention operator, what do you need to do every day?” Chen Ge was also someone who had seen a great deal, and he immediately adjusted his state and digressed.
”Nearly a million people commit suicide every year globally, a number that far exceeds homicide, but this topic often rarely comes into the public eye because of stigma and silence, in fact, what we should do more is to face it squarely, and when a person appears to have suicidal tendencies, go to help him in time and heal him. Instead of blaming him and isolating him with that uncomprehending look.”
”No one is stupid enough to look down on life, and when a person is really pushed to that point, the pain he suffers is something only he can understand.”
The man seemed to be thinking of something as he looked out into the endless night sky, “I’m a suicide intervention operator, and all I have to do every day is, reach out my hand to those who have come next to the abyss, and tell them that there are people in the world who are willing to help, that I can’t drag them out of the abyss, but I can tell them that there are still beautiful things in the world. ”
”That number is the suicide intervention hotline?” Chen Ge nodded, “No wonder the first few people spoke to me in such a strange tone.”
”That wasn’t strange on their part, I’m afraid that if you suffered what they once suffered, you would be just like them.” The man looked back at Chen Ge, “In fact, those who harbor the belief that they will die rarely call our helpline. Those who choose to dial the suicide intervention hotline at the end of their lives, deep down, they actually still retain a trace of love for this world. Their grimacing, all their strange behavior, is actually a cry for help from those around them.”
”Asking for help?”
”That’s right, suicide is not a temporary move that is briefly facilitated, various reasons are buried at a very early stage, those bad emotions and things are stored up in the heart, and then suddenly on a certain day, because of a certain point is triggered, that instant the person is flooded with will negative emotions. Many suicides are actually foreshadowed, but the people around them will rarely notice, if they can find out earlier and make changes, the tragedy can be completely avoided.”
The color of the blood on the man’s coat was slowly fading, and the color of the bloody tattoo on the left side of his face was also fading.
This was the first time Chen Ge had encountered such a situation, all the red coats he had seen before, no matter what time of the day it was, that blood red tunic would not change, this red coat in front of him seemed to be a little different from the other red coats.
The man didn’t care about Chen Ge’s gaze, he should just want to find someone to talk to, “I’ve heard a lot of reasons for committing suicide, the factory went bankrupt, and in order to rise again, owed a huge amount of loan sharks. There is no way out, in the last moments of life, still do not dare to go home, at that time when I connected that phone, I heard that forty or fifty year old man has been crying, his only wish is to see his child. There are so many similar things, every late night, people will always become more vulnerable, 12:00 a.m. to 3:00 a.m. is our busiest time, my first rescue failure was also at that time.”
The railroad tracks crossed in the middle, and the man and Chen Ge tacitly kept their distance.
”Do you remember the first call you made?”
”It rings a bell.”
”That writer had called me while he was alive, and I heard the madness in his tone, but I underestimated his determination. I had thought he just wanted someone to talk to because he sounded really calm, and I couldn’t sense a hint of abnormality in his conversation with him, just a very common low mood.” As the man said this, the blood-colored tattoo on half of his face appeared to change slightly, a thread of blood intertwining and slowly outlining the face of another person.
”I remember it clearly, that was the first time I failed to intervene, and to this day I can even still recite the conversation between me and him going all the way back.” The man’s voice was a bit pained, “I saw him in the newspaper the next day and regretted it, he gave me his last hope but I ignored it, I was responsible for that tragedy.”
”From then on, I would be more careful when talking to people, but things didn’t get better.”
”One day a month later, I failed to intervene again, and it was the man’s thirtieth birthday. He chose that day on purpose, dressed in his overalls, to say goodbye at the place where he had been most remembered.” The man was supposedly talking about a patient suffering from Maharishi Fat Tiger Syndrome, and Chen Ge could hear a hint of pain in the other’s tone.
”Living human lives disappearing in front of my eyes, I clearly had a chance.” The blood-colored tattoo on the side of the man’s face changed once again, Chen Ge found that the blood-colored tattoo on his face would change every time he said someone, and from his experience of dealing with the severe ghosts, the obsessions of those who committed suicide seemed to have entered the man’s body. In other words, it was also possible that the man was carrying the obsessions of all the suicides on the other side of the phone with his own strength.
”The third failed intervention was the very next day, and I was originally going to personally go and see the last suicidal person.” The man’s tone changed for the first time, “He was really a very kind person, and I had asked him if he had any wishes at the end of his life. The answer he gave me was that he was worried that dying in the landlord’s house would cause the landlord to not be able to rent out his house, so he purposely ran away to another place, he had already put the utility bills and the rent he owed on his suitcase, but he didn’t have a single friend so he hoped that I could will notify the landlord of his death, and hand over the utility bills to the landlord.”
”I talked to him the other day until he fell asleep, I should have called the police but I didn’t even know where he was.”
”Before I could get over what happened to the last suicidal person, I met another suicidal person.”
”He had cancer and suffered from the disease, and unlike the other suicides, this one called me in the middle of the day, and he was well thought out.” The man looked at Chen Ge once again as he said this, “My job is to drag a person out of the mire of death, but on that day, I did not go about doing such a thing. Perhaps because of the mental stress, or perhaps because of the continuous stimulation, I didn’t try to persuade him to embrace life, but instead respected his choice.”
The blood-colored tattoo on the side of the man’s face changes with each mention of a suicide victim.
”I didn’t go and do what I should have done, but was I wrong?”
The man looked even more bewildered, “All of our calls there are kept on record, and mine was no exception, but then I don’t know what happened, but shortly after his accident, that last call between me and him was made public.”