Before suicide did not become the focus of everyone's attention, when everyone was relatively unfamiliar with suicide in the past, everyone was also unfamiliar with the suicide intervention line, few people cared about it, and no one knew about it, but now suicide is growing rapidly in the form of a certain culture on the Internet and society, and this trend is probably unavoidable, not only around the sea, according to the statistics and predictions of the United Nations Health Organization, the current and future years are a period of high incidence of suicide.

It is precisely because suicide is well known to everyone that the suicide line can be publicized and widely understood, and sometimes I really don't know if we also promote suicide when we popularize suicide prevention, and people who would not have thought of it have learned suicide prevention because they have learned suicide prevention. ”

This kind of trouble doesn't make much sense, because any culture has such contradictions, just like preventing crime, some people will also think of practicing crime.

"But if you don't do it, you are sitting still, because the number of suicides caused by suicide prevention is far less than that caused by various other reasons, such as the high incidence of depression, poor interpersonal relationships, broken love, unemployment, simply feeling great pressure, psychotic suicide, etc., are all factors that cause suicide, and we have no excuse for inaction." Chu Xiaofeng said earnestly.

"Yes, I understand." Mu Dao.

It was already 8:30 p.m. when I came out of Chu Xiaofeng's house, and there were few pedestrians on the road, and everyone was reluctant to hang out because it was too cold), but the night was unusually clear that day, and I couldn't see that the recent sea was still in the haze season.

Mu crossed the street and walked into a shopping mall.

A burst of warmth hits the face, blending scents made from a variety of natural and non-natural materials.

The shopping mall downstairs of Professor Chu's house has been open for five or six years, and it has been renovated from an old shopping mall, which is commonly known as reopening.

There are many times more people in the mall than on the road, and there is a store selling essential oils at the entrance, essential oil soaps, essential oil fragrances, and various products are placed in a patchwork manner, which looks very classy.

Mu stopped at the door for a while, and a girl in an avocado-colored dress with skin as white as a boiled egg walked towards Mu.

"Hello, let me introduce you to our products. We are a homemade spice shop, there are only two in Asia, one in Kuala Lumpur and the other in the sea. ”

The girl said, raising her hand, and at some point, a silver box appeared in her hand, the box was very delicate, revealing a medieval retro atmosphere.

Without waiting for Mu to speak, the girl opened the box and took out a very thin glass tube from it.

Mu visually measured that the diameter of the pipe was less than three millimeters, the height was about four centimeters, and there was a small log plug at the top.

"What is this?" Mu asked.

"It's a perfume, you can smell it or not, I guess you'll like it." The girl smiled brightly and looked at Mu expectantly with her head sideways.

"Also, I smell it."

Mu took the perfume, opened the cork, and sniffed it.

Then, Mu's heart chuckled, although this taste is not exactly the same as the taste on Xu Dan, the two may contain a common ingredient.

"Isn't it comfortable? This fragrance has a calming effect. Many therapists recommend our perfumes, which are very helpful for healing the soul. The girl continued to speak gently.

Healer? It seems that this word has become a bit popular recently, and I don't know where I heard it.

Mu made a slight note in his heart, and walked towards the store with the perfume.

The girl didn't speak, just kept a few steps away and followed Mu.

After Mu casually looked at a few bottles of finished perfume, his eyes were attracted by a laboratory-like āo) work table.

"What is this?" Mu Zhuan asked.

"Ha, this is a perfume making equipment, we will teach customers how to make the perfume they want, and our equipment can help customers accurately control the ratio of top notes, middle notes and base notes to ensure the stability of the fragrance." The girl's expression is very professional, and her voice is as sweet as a rose.

Mu spent half an hour watching the girl teach how to make her own perfume, especially the part of making her own carrier oil, Mu paid special attention to learning, the girl said that she knew a very popular therapist who would put rose petals into extra virgin olive oil, simmer them over a warm fire, and then mix them with vitamin E oil to stabilize the oil, of course, she didn't like the fragrance of olive oil, and many guests didn't necessarily like the taste of olive oil, so she would generally recommend guests to choose almond oil and grapeseed oil as carrier oils.

This process can seem tedious, involving a lot of steps, and it also needs to go through 1-2 weeks of refrigeration, after which the petals, herbs and leaves are filtered.

But the perfume I made by myself is indeed quite special, and Mu guesses that there are probably many girls who like it.

"Excuse me, how can you tell if a perfume is homemade or a finished perfume that you bought?" Mu asked.

The girl shook her head and looked a little embarrassed, "This question is not easy to answer, generally speaking, most people use finished perfumes, that is, they are modulated according to the ratio of fixed top notes, middle notes and base notes, and preservatives are added to stabilize and maintain the life of the perfume." To distinguish it, you may be able to consider it from the shelf life of perfume, some people do not need perfume to be stored for a long time, and will add a small amount of preservative products or even no additives. ”

The girl tried her best to answer Mu's question, and after answering, she also took a small round jar and put it in front of Mu, "There is this, some people don't like liquid perfumes, we also provide solid perfume here, use melted beeswax instead of water, add melted beeswax to the perfume, and then pour the warm mixture into the container and let them solidify, you see, the finished product is like lip balm." ”

"Excuse me, is there a way to tell the ingredients of a perfume, or how reliable is it to infer the ingredients from the scent?" Mu asked.

"Internationally renowned perfumers may be able to quickly identify the ingredients in a perfume, because generally speaking, it is recommended to use three or four main notes to make a perfume, and the process of blending a perfume is generally to add first notes, then a heart, and finally a top note. The ideal ratio is 30% top, 50% middle and 20% back.

A perfumer who is familiar with notes is naturally capable of distinguishing the ingredients of a perfume.

In addition to this, there is also the influence of time. ”

"When?" Mu asked.

"Well, time. Perfume is made from a mixture of different notes, and when it is sprayed on the skin, the perfume will be scented in a certain order.

The first thing people smell is the top notes, which are the most easily lost parts of a perfume, usually not smelling for 10 to 15 minutes.

Next is the heart, which comes out after the top notes disappear and is the main ingredient of the perfume and determines the type of fragrance such as oriental, woody, light or floral.

Finally, there are the base notes, which highlight and integrate the heart notes, which are the theme of the fragrance. It is the base scent of perfume and allows the aroma to last on the skin for up to 4 to 5 hours. ”

4-5 hours?

No, the smell on Xu Dan disappeared quickly, I don't know when she used it, if she used it before coming to the cardiology, then her perfume disappeared very quickly

"Sir, is there anything else I would like me to introduce to you?"

The girl blinked and looked at Mu.

Mu shook his head embarrassedly, walked to the finished perfume counter, picked a perfume called [Plum and Twilight], and took its homonym, Mu thought of Mu Xiao.

The fragrance is housed in a rectangular glass bottle with a lingering pink.

The clerk said that this perfume is very suitable for independent women, Mu wanted to cry and laugh, and finally paid 180 yuan and went into the subway with the perfume.

I got home and took a shower, it was already nine thirty o'clock in the evening, in the dead of night, I poured a glass of water, put the perfume on the desk, opened the notes and began to write today's chapters.

The first book he wanted to finish was tentatively titled: What the Cardiologist Knows.

This book introduces people between the ages of 10 and 100 to 100 in plain language what a cardiologist is, why there is such a doctor, what his regular work includes, what kind of people can go to a cardiologist, and where to find a cardiologist.

The book is not too long, it looks more like a simple popular science manual, and Mu hopes to complete this small book of about 200 pages in two to three months, so that more people can have a basic understanding of cardiology.

Mu has always been accustomed to writing with a pen and then typing it into the computer, which has the advantage that there will be no risk of completely losing the manuscript, and secondly, the brain will think slightly differently between handwriting input and keyboard input, and Mu hopes that he can complete the writing in two different ways, so as to better avoid omissions and mistakes.

About the third page of the book, Mu's pink children's phone rang.

This mobile phone number should only be known to Ding Jiajun, but he didn't expect that it was put in a drawer for two weeks and didn't move, and this mobile phone still has 80% power.

It's really a super long standby, and there is no one.

Mu was a little nervous, and looked at the time It was almost eleven o'clock, at this time Ding Jiajun suddenly made the call, and Mu began to worry about whether Ding Jiajun had encountered any problems again.

For example, whether you suddenly miss your girlfriend and fall into depression, or suddenly can't think about it and are ready to commit suicide.

Mu pressed the answer button and spoke first: "Ah Jun, I'm here." ”

"It's good that you're here, I'm sorry to disturb you so late." Ding Jiajun's voice was a little dry.

Mu stood up and took a few steps around the desk, trying to stay as calm as possible.

"I'm writing, is there something going on over there with Gong Hai?" Mu asked.

Ding Jiajun told Mu that it was not Gong Hai who had something wrong, but that he had encountered a strange thing, at first he just thought it was a customer who came to admire, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, so he called Mu.

will use the number of this pink mobile phone, I am afraid it is also because it is affected by a haze, of course, this is a guess after Mu listened to what Ding Jiajun said.

Ding Jiajun spoke on the other end of the phone for ten minutes, saying that a man was suddenly waiting for him at the door of the incineration room, the man had a pale and thin face, dressed in black, and looked like a dead relative or best friend.

According to Ding Jiajun, this man does not look like a human being, and he seems to have lost what a human being should be.

He wore a black top, black pants, sweaters and shirts from the outside to the inside were all black, and he also wore an unfashionable black top hat, which was very high, which was not at all fashionable now.

It seemed that he knew that Ding Jiajun would appear at the door of the incineration room at that time, and he also knew which of the several people behind the incineration room was Ding Jiajun.

The painter added that he was not a fan, and that before the meeting, he had only heard that a hand-painted portrait of a make-up artist would be waiting at the door of the incineration room if he had time.

As for what Mu was waiting for, he didn't ask, and Ding Jiajun didn't explain.

Mu asked Ding Jiajun, what is the man looking for him for, is it to paint a portrait? Ding Jiajun said yes, painting his own posthumous portrait.

"He was sure that he was dead." Ding Jiajun said tremblingly.

Mu thought that a few months ago, Ding Jiajun himself had said something similar, and at that time he also thought that he was dead.

It's just that Ding Jiajun at that time was dead with a very painful sadness, and that sadness increased his breath of being a human being.

But according to what Ding Jiajun said, this person's upper part is really cold, his eyes are like two black holes, and even Ding Jiajun feels scared when he sees it.

"I see a lot of colors will be more vivid than normal people, this I have long accepted, and I feel that it has brought me more life experience, and also made me seem to be able to feel things that I couldn't feel before, I don't care that I am a little different from ordinary people, of course, I can live as quietly as I am now is also because of the help of Dr. Mu." Ding Jiajun thought of himself again as he spoke.

Then he told Mu that this man was different, and the man Ding Jiajun saw was grayer than normal and less saturated, he was like a black and white photo standing and walking.

Ding Jiajun's exact words were, "If he hadn't been walking alternately on two legs, I would have believed what those stories say, about people who see black shadows and white shadows floating in the distance after death, they are here to rhythm the people who have passed away."

Many people have said that they have seen images similar to those in literature and believe that they are not seeing illusions caused by human shadows, because humans do not walk on a floating path. ”

Mu asked Ding Jiajun what else that person said, Ding Jiajun said, he only said that it doesn't matter how much money it is, please help me draw a portrait.

"That's right." Mu said on the phone.

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