"Princeton...... Honestly, I don't like it, it's a paradise for science students, math, physics, economics, and so on. You know, I went to two classes in classics, and it was a ...... Terrible. Hugo's look of disgust made Charlize laugh.

Charlize patted Hugo's forehead lightly, "I know you're from Yale, and you reject Princeton, so there's no need for us to attack him personally." ”

Yale University is a school that emphasizes humanistic feelings, and they always pay attention to the realization of the value of life, the freedom and equality of man, the harmony between man, society and nature, and so on. Even at the beginning of the nineteenth century, Yale University strongly affirmed the humanities education based on classical disciplines and rejected the use of science.

Today, this may not be true, but the school climates at Yale and Princeton are very different.

Hugo pulled the corners of his mouth into a light smile, "But I think maybe we still have something in common." You know, when I was at Yale, I used to see some muttering contemplators in the philosophy department of the school, looking at the sky like statues, meditating for a long time, making you almost think that time had stopped; This time at Princeton too, it's not uncommon to see walking dead people on campus immersed in their own worlds, as if life doesn't matter anything other than their numbers. ”

"Perhaps, their world is different from ours, which is why they are able to discover those great minds, and we are just ordinary members of the multitude." Charlize's words made Hugo tilt his head and cast a serious gaze, and Charlize didn't know why, and looked at Hugo with wide eyes and puzzled.

Hugo remembered the definition of John Nash, where everyone thought he was crazy, but no one really realized that maybe he was just living in a world that ordinary people couldn't understand. Hugo looked at the surprise in Charlize's eyes, raised his head sharply with the strength of his waist, and put a kiss on Charlize's lips, and then put his arms around Charlize's neck, making the kiss deeper and deeper, until both of them felt that they were beginning to lack oxygen, and then reluctantly left.

Charlize still didn't understand what was happening, as she still had limited knowledge of what Hugo had seen and heard at Princeton. A deep kiss made her brain begin to lack oxygen, and her cheeks couldn't help but fly with two blush clouds, giving her a touch of shy femininity.

As if nothing had happened, Hugo lay back on Charlize's lap and continued, "I've met a lot of people like this in the library, and I remember one person who made a big impression on me, and that was probably in ...... In the engineering library, he always wore a loose sweater, a beard, and a slightly chubby figure, and came to the library early every day, and did not want to leave until midnight, sitting at the desk, and did not want to move his body for seven or eight hours. ”

"He probably had some kind of extremely severe epilepsy, and every ten minutes he would suddenly moan uncontrollably, his nose flutter, his feet twist, and twist like this...... Half a minute? And then it's like it's all right. And then every ten minutes, he would shout out alien words that I didn't understand. It was indeed another world, and when I asked the students who were studying there, they told me that this fat man was actually one of the authors of the encyclopedia, and that he had to investigate a lot of material and do a lot of research every day. ”

Speaking of this, Hugo paused, his eyes full of confusion, "I was thinking at the time, so is such a person crazy, or normal?" Isn't it the most contradictory relationship that these so-called "madmen" are compiling encyclopedias for humanity that they refer to on a daily basis?

Charlize couldn't help but fall into thought, vaguely, she understood the meaning of Hugo's words, but she didn't rush to express her opinion, but listened quietly.

Sure enough, Hugo only paused slightly, and then continued, "Then I met another such person, who was about thirty? Forty? I'm not so sure, because his hair and beard are thick and vigorous, and it looks like he hasn't been taken care of for a while, even if he says he's a tramp. He was always wearing a Princeton jumper, lying on a chair with his legs wide open, holding a thick book in his hand, often unopened, in his hand, staring straight ahead when he was awake, and lying on his head as if he were dead when he was asleep. ”

"He's different from everyone else, some of them ...... The so-called 'madman'......" Hugo's words seemed very cautious, because he couldn't find a suitable word to describe them, which made him a little helpless, "Those who are not the same frequency as ordinary people, they can still occasionally see the lucidity, can feel that they are in line with the ordinary real world, but this person is different, although he is very quiet, he is always in a state of extreme confusion." He often sat there for a long time, and then suddenly he swung his neck and arms violently, his eyebrows and nose tightly twisted together, and his mouth gasped for breath as if he had been in terrible pain. ”

At this point, Hugo suddenly stopped, as if lost in thought. Charlize also fell silent, and the hands that were massaging Hugo's shoulders also stopped, as if time and space had stopped at this moment.

"You know," Hugo's hoarse voice came out suddenly, his brow furrowed to show his confusion and struggle, "the student next to me offered to tell me that the man was John Nash's son, and then said in a very strange tone, 'Mental illness is a genetic disease.'" Hugo couldn't help but stop again and muttered in a low voice, "It reminds me of childhood memories when people always said that the man's mother or father was insane, and then looked at him with a look of rejection and disgust, as if he was an alien species that would explode at any moment in the next second." ”

Hugo has always known that people's prejudice against mental illness, whether in the previous life or in this life, whether in the East or the West, fear comes from ignorance, and people's lack of understanding of mental illness makes them terrified, even if they exclude, oppress, and despise these patients in a brutal and cruel manner. It's like treating slaves.

However, when he actually came into contact with these patients, Hugo realized that he still knew too little and too little of the facts. Even a scholar like John Nash, who has promoted the development of human civilization, still carries those cruel and cold persecutions in him. Perhaps, John was really crazy, and his son really inherited these conditions...... But they shouldn't be outliers in this society, because they're no different from everyone else, just like some people have a cold, some have a stomachache, some have a broken foot, some have cancer, they're just sick, that's all -- and it's a mental illness that everybody gets.

Hugo once appeared in the movie "Still Alice (Still. Alice" has heard the phrase, "I'd rather have cancer......" In this story, Alice has Alzheimer's disease, and her memory can't keep up with the pace of forgetting, and she gradually loses her mind and connection to the world.

In the eyes of others, people with Alzheimer's disease are seen with empathy, alienation, and panic, and as their memories and sanity fall apart, people worry that these patients will go crazy at any time. But if it is a cancer patient, people will always be more tolerant - because there is still not much left for the patient's life, and people will be even more accommodating, tolerant and loving of these patients.

Alzheimer's disease is a disease of the brain that cannot be cured until the world known to Hugo, but it affects human memory, reason, intelligence, and so on. It's like...... It's like those psychopaths who are stuck in their own world. Perhaps, this is not the same, but people still simply and rudely lump them into one category and then look at them with strange, sympathetic, and alienating eyes.

Charlize raised his hand and gently stroked Hugo's hair, gently smoothing Hugo's short hair one by one. She can feel the heaviness of Hugo's heart, and she can also understand Hugo's dissatisfaction and anger at this status quo. She opened her mouth to say something to comfort Hugo, but then she understood that what Hugo needed was not consolation, but motivation, a motivation that would allow him to devote himself to the adaptation of the script.

"Do you remember the Vanity Fair interview? John and Alicia spent thirty years together. Hugo didn't want to deny the truth and rarity of this emotion, but ...... The reality is always cruel," but I inquired carefully in Princeton, and over the years, they lived in the same house, just in a relationship with the people who lived together. Because after Alicia's divorce, she had no way to find a suitable place to live, and her meager salary was even more unable to pay the rent, so she chose to stay...... Of course, it cannot be denied that her stay is indeed important to John, at least they can take care of each other...... But, perhaps because of this, over the years, John has been married several times and has been in love several times...... The bond between them is not as deep as imagined......"

Hugo was not a pessimist, on the contrary, his thoughts were always positive and optimistic, but the more he understood, the more Hugo realized the difficulties of life and the cruelty of reality.

"The first time I met John and Alicia, it was by accident that I was on my way to the library and I was confronted by two old men, the tall and withered and the stocky and bloated women, dressed in formal attire, on their way to a ceremony. When I recognized these two men as John and Alicia, I stood there in amazement, and they just walked past me, staggering and silent, so alienated from each other, like ...... It's like the alienation of strangers, and it's like the alienation caused by too many years of acquaintance......"

Hugo's voice faded from his lips and fell silent again.