"Regarding the two worlds of life and death, yin and yang, you look at both sides like a spectator standing on the dividing line. Are these your inspirations?"

Ah Zhi didn't speak, just frowned slightly, and then nodded.

"Won't you empathize, face the feelings of the living for you, and the reluctance of the dead for you. Su Meng's question was understood by no one except Ah Zhi, and the students watched the exchange between the two in silence, confused.

"Yes, but I don't want to. ”

Song Qingzhi participated in a lot of dramas in his sophomore year, and Ah Zhi also took him to various socials to show his face. Gradually, he got a lot of opportunities to try out the play, and while his ability was being exercised, his horizons were also broadening, and the moment he saw the light, he also saw the darkness of this circle. Ah Zhi protects him very well, and sometimes there will be a lot of older men or women at the dinner, and they will touch Song Qingzhi from time to time and say a few words to tease him. Ah Zhi smiled and blocked the other party's hand and sent Song Qingzhi back to school.

Song Qingzhi once saw his medicine in Ah Zhi's car, and only then did he know that Ah Zhi had entered the stage of drug intervention again.

"Haven't you stopped taking the drug......"

"I can't help it, and I can't help it if it comes back. ”

Ah Zhi pressed his temples a little tiredly.

"You're too stressed, aren't you? Is it okay to push work or something? Let's change your mood and go for a walk. ”

"It's okay, don't worry. Ah Zhi looked at Song Qingzhi, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a red face, and couldn't help but smile, sure enough, having Song Qingzhi in his mood and mood would indeed be much better, even if the two didn't say anything, they would feel relaxed and comfortable to rest together. It's just that he knows that he can't drag Song Qingzhi down, and the sense of life gradually becomes weaker, sometimes he suddenly wakes up in the middle of the night only to find himself swimming on the sea, as ignorant as a soul, and can only hear the whale song in the distance.

He knew he was getting worse and worse. Song Qingzhi suddenly leaned over and leaned against him.

"What's wrong?"

"I felt like you were far away from me for a moment, so I came over. ”

Song Qing leaned over with his soft and fluffy hair, rubbing his chin, and Ah Zhi said softly,

"Xiao Song, you, let's talk about a girlfriend. ”

When Song Qingzhi heard this, he sat up straight angrily and stared at Ah Zhi and said,

"You know my intentions, but you still persuade me to talk about girlfriends?"

"I know that as long as it's not me, anyone can do it. Let's talk about one. Ah Zhi said it again, and Song Qingzhi heard that the other party was not joking.

"The side effects of these drugs made me feel that my condition was aggravated, and it was really difficult to deal with it. Xiao Song, it would be better for you to change to someone else. I can't give you a response. ”

Song Qingzhi couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes and the grievances in his heart anymore, he always thought that Ah Zhi would like him, and Ah Zhi would stick to it for him. But he never thought that pathological depression had completely changed Ah Zhi, it tortured Ah Zhi's mind, devoured Ah Zhi's life, consumed Ah Zhi's soul, and gradually turned Ah Zhi into an empty shell.

Tears from the broken thread slid down his cheeks, and Ah Zhi reached out and touched his cheeks to wipe away the tears for him.

"Do you like me so much?" asked Ah Zhi with a smile.

"Hmm..."

"Silly boy. ”

Song Qingzhi was still a little flustered when he first went to Ah Zhi's house, and on the wall facing the door hung a huge canvas oil painting depicting the south coast of Ushuaia. You can feel the frosted feel of the air-dried paint when you touch it, and Song Qingzhi stands in front of the huge painting and feels like he is about to be sucked into the painting.

"Is this what you painted?" Song Qingzhi asked, Ah Zhi shook his head,

"No, it was given to me by a friend who is engaged in art as a gift. ”

Ah Zhi walked to the bedroom, Song Qingzhi also followed, Ah Zhi's bedroom was also empty, the gray curtain was blocked in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the light shone through the gap on the bed covered with a light duvet, raising a thin layer of fluff. Next to the bed was a wooden three-tiered square bucket with neatly stacked pill boxes. The tall wooden wardrobe is attached to the wall, and the clothes inside are mostly dyed in black, song and blue, which is refreshing but cold.

Song Qingzhi only had time to take a quick glance in this room, and Ah Zhi quickly packed his things and took him to the airport. He was happy but also worried, Ah Zhi, who was traveling together, seemed to be in good shape and had a good appetite. But when he accidentally found that Ah Zhi's medicine box was full of various colored pills, Song Qingzhi was a little depressed in his heart.

Seven or eight people drove to Xining, and then went all the way to the southwest hinterland, and the final destination was Nanga Bhava Peak. One of the companions who accompanied him was Ah Chi's psychiatrist. Ah Zhi was in high spirits along the way, talking and laughing with everyone, Song Qingzhi looked at him, listened to him talk, and listened to him tell interesting things everywhere. During the break, the others got out of the car to let off steam, and Song Qingzhi accompanied him to rest in the car.

"Aren't you going down to blow the wind?" Ah Zhi asked after taking a sip of water.

"Well, you can blow it in the car. ”

"Let's go down and take a look, it's beautiful around this road. ”

"Shall we be together? They're taking pictures. ”

Song Qingzhi dragged people out of the car as he spoke, and when everyone took a group photo, Song Qingzhi naturally stuck to Ah Zhi's side and was close to him. Ah Zhi smiled and raised his hand to wrap his arms around Song Qingzhi's shoulder.

The elevation of the village below Nanga Bhava Peak was a little high, and Song Qingzhi was a little high, dizzy and had to lean on Ah Zhi's shoulder. From time to time, someone next to him asked, "How is Xiao Song?"

"He's a little high-spirited, and he'll be more comfortable with some medicine. Ah Zhi took the pills and water, carefully held the back of Song Qingzhi's head and put the pills into his mouth. The pill was a little bitter, Song Qingzhi's brain was dizzy, and he subconsciously pressed against the roof of his mouth and was reluctant to swallow it.

"Good, Xiao Song, you won't feel bad if you take the medicine. Open your mouth..."

Ah Zhi patiently persuaded Song Qingzhi to see that it was him, and obediently opened his mouth to swallow the pills. Nanga Bhava is a high mountain in the Himalayas, beautiful and handsome, known as the goddess of snow. When they arrived at the observation point, they found that the site had been crowded with tourists, but fortunately they had brought their own camping tents and other things, so they didn't need to rent them.

It was a sunny day, there was not a single cloud, and the towering snow-capped mountains stood quietly against the lilac moonlight. Song Qingzhi's high reaction eased a lot, and he kept leaning on Ah Zhi's shoulder, and Ah Zhi would occasionally say a few words to him.

"That mountain is Nanga Bhava Peak, is it beautiful?"

"Hmm. Song Qingzhi nodded.

"I'm tired, you can sleep. Ah Zhi turned his face and gently touched his lips to Song Qingzhi's forehead, Song Qingzhi was too sleepy, so he fell asleep like this.

Ah Zhi's script has also been written, and in his words, it is the truth he wants to present. HE WROTE REDBONE ON THE COVER OF THE THICK NOTEBOOK, AND WHEN HE HANDED IT TO SONG QINGZHI, SONG QINGZHI WAS STUNNED FOR A MOMENT,

"What is this?"

"A character created for you. ”

“...... I thought you were just talking about it. ”

But the content of the script is too obscure, Song Qingzhi took classes in school and went back to study the script at night. He didn't know what Song Azhi wanted to express in the script, and he didn't know which role he was suitable for, there were three stories in total, and Ah Zhi chose the title of the last story as the name of this script. The first two are stories of men and women falling in love, and he didn't look closely, only watched the last one. The story between them, but in the end they hurt each other, confronting each other on the top of a snow-heaping mountain, dissecting each other's hidden and unknowable sins. Who survived? Song Qingzhi turned to the last page and didn't see the ending.

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