Zhang Haifei is now back in Huizhou and has started to write his novels, which is a small achievement, and he now has confidence in life, and he seems to be forgetful and regains all his composure.

But now, as time passed, slowly, slowly, Huang Siyao felt that the dark wound of worry and fear was exposed again, spreading out on him. For days, the wound lurked so deep that it felt numb, as if it didn't exist. Now, slowly, with the spread of fear and even paralysis, the trauma began to manifest. Mentally, he is still alert. But that paralysis, the dark wounds caused by the great concussion, gradually spread in his emotional self.

When the wound spread to him, Huang Siyao felt that it had also spread to himself. An inner fear, a sense of nothingness, an indifference to everything, gradually spread in her soul. When Zhang Haifei's emotions are high, he can still talk and laugh, as if he can control the future: for example, when he was in the woods, he also talked about her wanting to have a child and an heir to the old Zhang family.

But after that day, these beautiful words were like dead leaves, crumpled and turned into powder, meaningless, and a gust of wind blew them away. These words are not words with effective vitality, full of youthful vitality, like the lush branches and leaves of a big tree. They're just piles of lifeless fallen leaves.

In her opinion, this is true everywhere. The hired workers on the farm have quit their jobs in large numbers, and in Huang Siyao's opinion, it is not a manifestation of energy.

Poor Huang Siyao! As the years passed, it was the fear of nothingness in her life that affected her. Zhang Haifei and her own spiritual life gradually began to turn into nothingness. Their marriage, the kind of perfect life based on intimacy that Zhang Haifei talked about, has become a complete blank and pure nothingness for some days. It's just words, just a lot of words. The only truth is nothingness, and above it are hypocritical words.

This is Zhang Haifei's success: glory and wealth! Yes, he is almost famous, and his books have brought him an annual income of one million, which has far exceeded the income from renting a house in Shenzhen, and can almost be equivalent to the income of a farm. Pictures of him are everywhere. There is even a bust of him in one gallery and a portrait of him in two others. He is the most modern of the modern sounds. With his bizarre instinct for propaganda for the disabled, within four or five years he had become one of the most famous young "intellectuals".

Where did the intelligence come from, Huang Siyao didn't quite understand. Zhang Haifei analyzed the people and motives, and was indeed very clever and slightly humorous, and finally tore everything to pieces. But it's a bit like a puppy tearing up a sofa cushion, the difference is that the puppy is not small or naughty, but surprisingly old and stubbornly self-righteous. It's incredible, it's nothingness. This is the feeling that constantly echoes in the depths of Huang Siyao's soul: it is all nothingness, and it is a wonderful trick on nothingness. At the same time, it is a kind of showmanship! A kind of teasing!

Du Wanchengsi took Zhang Haifei as the central character of the script; He had already drawn up the plot and written the first act. Du Wancheng is better at playing with nothingness than Zhang Haifei. This is the last bit of passion that remains in them: the passion for showmanship.

Now, money is no longer the goal that Du Wancheng is pursuing. Zhang Haifei has never regarded hard work as very important, and he has never been short of money. But he earns what he can, because money is a symbol of success. Success is what they want. Both of them wanted to really show off, a man's self-show, in order to win the momentary favor of ordinary people.

It's incredible...... Sell yourself to glory and wealth, sell yourself to fame and fortune. For Huang Siyao, because she is truly outside of the glory and wealth, because she has become insensitive to the stimulation of the glory and wealth, it is also nothing. Even selling themselves to glory and wealth is nothing, even though these men have sold themselves countless times. Even this is nothingness.

Du Wancheng wrote a letter to tell Zhang Haifei about the script. Of course, Huang Siyao already knew. Zhang Haifei began to feel the excitement again. This time he's going to show off again, it's people who are going to show off to him, and it's a big show. He asked Du Wancheng to come to Huizhou with the book of the first act.

Du Wancheng came: it was summer, he was wearing a light-colored fashion suit, and he also prepared some very cute lilac orchids for Huang Siyao, and the first act was very successful. Even Huang Siyao was intoxicated, and even the little remaining ones were excited. Duvan became intoxicated by his own ability to intoxicate others, and he was truly outstanding.

In Huang Siyao's eyes, it is quite beautiful. She saw in him the ancient stillness of a race that could no longer be disillusioned, an extreme, pure impurity. At the other end of his practice of maximizing glory and wealth, he seems pure, as pure as ivory chopsticks.

Du Wancheng simply fascinated both Huang Siyao and Zhang Haifei, and when he and Zhang Haifei were completely intoxicated together, it was one of the most wonderful moments of his life. He has succeeded: he fascinated them, and even Zhang Haifei fell in love with him for a while, if we can say so.

So, the next morning, Du Wancheng was even more uncomfortable than usual, restless, and his hands were inserted in his trouser pockets. Huang Siyao didn't go to him at night...... He didn't know where to find her. Selling himself, just when he was proud.

In the morning he went up to her drawing-room. She knew he was coming. His uneasiness was palpable. He asked her what she thought of his script.

Does she think it's okay? He had to hear the praise for the script, which gave him a final thrill more than the physical thrill. And she gleefully praised the script. However, in her heart, she always knew it was nothing more than nothingness.

"Look!" He finally suddenly said, "Why don't you and I make things clear?" Why don't we get married? ”

"But I'm married." She was a little surprised, but at the same time she felt nothing.

"Oh, that! He can divorce you, why don't we get married? I want to get married, and I know it's the best for me. Get married and live a normal life. The life I'm living now is terrible, it almost tears me apart. You see, you and I, we're a natural pair. It's like hands and gloves. Why don't we get married? Why don't you let us get married? ”

Huang Siyao looked at him in surprise, but she still felt nothingness. Men are all the same: they are all desperate. Each of them is like a firework, just breathing fire from the top of their heads, but they expect to send you up into the sky with their own little sticks.