Zhang Xi stood aside, unable to see the passage of time, a little wind, blowing broken yellow paper and money from nowhere, or next door, or whispering from afar. The woman picked it up and threw it aside, turned her head to see if there was anything around, and when she got up, she stood up with her legs, a little unsteady, reached out to hold the tombstone, stood calmly for a while, and kicked away the mess around her.

At this time, the gloomy sky couldn't help it after all, it rained, like a person who couldn't help crying, it was drizzling, and it hadn't reached the point where someone needed to block it, Zhang Xi couldn't catch the rain with his hands, and the raindrops were faintly invisible. The woman didn't notice that it was raining, the mobile phone rang, the old ringtone, the ringtone rang anxiously for a long time, the woman took it out and picked it up, it was a black and white screen mobile phone, the keys had worn off the numbers, and the other end shouted loudly:

"Where the fuck did you run away for Lao Tzu? Hurry up and cook for Lao Tzu back! ”

"I'm coming to see my son." The woman said submissively.

"It's all dead, what's so good-looking, hurry up and come back to Lao Tzu!"

The phone hung up. The woman didn't show any hurry, wiped the raindrops on the photo, and muttered: "Son, it's lonely to be alone over there!" ”

The rain has been falling so subtly, and there is no tendency to increase or decrease. Zhang Xi looked up and looked elsewhere, a few people were already holding umbrellas, and the black umbrellas were in the rain, like drifting boats, rocking in the river of life. When she turned around, the woman had already descended the mountain, walking very slowly and swaying, and Zhang Xi quickly followed.

The woman didn't take any car, so fortunately, Zhang Xi could follow her. This section is a bit desolate, a little remote, this is all in terms of people, overgrown with weeds, lush trees, only this road has been repaired, the woman skillfully passes through a path, just a little rain, the ground is not wet, the road is still gray, some unknown flowers on the side of the road are blooming, not charming, just a little thin, white and a little pink, in this wilderness. Zhang Xi didn't leave any appreciation at all, a few meters away from the path, there was a tomb made of mud, the tombstone with black and white characters was still there, and there were ashes of burned paper in front of the tomb.

After passing through the forest, we came to a populated place, a row of houses, some burned paper money and the like sold at the door, some shops. Continuing along this unbusy street, the road was very quiet, and Zhang Xi could hear the footsteps of the woman in front of him. After walking for almost an hour, the woman entered a neighborhood.

Zhang Xi followed her into her house, and as soon as she opened the door, she smelled a heavy smell of wine, the living room was cluttered with wine bottles, and a drunken man was lying on the sofa. The woman didn't pay any attention to it, as if it were normal, took off her coat, went into the bathroom, and heard the sound of water. Zhang Xi began to look at the house, the living room was very messy, the door next to it was closed, Zhang Xi walked through, the room was cleaned up very neatly, the quilts on the bed were still neatly folded, the desk was also cleaned up, and the books on the bookcase were lying quietly.

The other room is the master bedroom, the bed is a little scattered, the clothes are scattered at the head of the bed, there are beer bottles on the floor, and the quilt seems to smell of wine. The woman came out wrapped in a bath towel, passed past Zhang Xi, and turned her back to Zhang Xi, and when the bath towel was removed, there were marks on her back, like traces of being whipped. The woman got dressed, although it was not new, it was pressed neatly, as if it had been stored for a long time, a long white dress, it was not the season to wear it. The woman took her makeup seriously in front of the mirror and put on bright red lipstick.

When everything was ready, I was very satisfied with myself and smiled in the mirror. I don't know where to find a hemp rope, I brought a stool, stood on the stool, put the rope on the rod of the curtain, tied a dead button, smiled and put it around my neck, and closed my eyes.

Zhang Xiyin knew that it would happen, but he couldn't stop it when he stretched out his hand, and his eyes were a little tearful.

"You can stop it, why don't you stop it?"

The moon god appeared next to him, and Zhang Xitou didn't reply. I watched as the woman struggled at all until she was out of breath.

"There are some things you didn't stop. If there is no hope, there is no way to live! ”

"Hope?"

"Yes, some people live only physically, and there is no difference between man and death, and there are people who choose to be direct, and it makes no difference. You can stop it once, but you can't stop it next time. ”

Zhang Xi turned his head to look at the moon god, a bit like the face of the spirit, but his face was expressionless: "Can you not make it a spirit face?" I am sad to see such an expressionless spirit! ”

The moon god stepped forward: "People in the world always have affection, not only for the sake of distinction, but also for life. Give yourself some hope! When you feel sorry for others, you are also doubting yourself. ”

At this time, there was movement in the living room outside, and the man staggered in, and when he saw the person hanging in the air in front of him, his eyes were wide open, and the wine probably woke up, and he collapsed on the ground, and began to cry.

Zhang Xi walked out, a little disgusted by this hypocritical look, and the moon god also went out.

"You don't doubt others, maybe others have other people's suffering, people don't know another person completely, and one person doesn't completely expose himself to others."

"Hypocrisy!"

"What about you! Still not decided? Or like it but don't say it? How does this differ from him? All the emotions of the world are just two, with oneself and with him. ”

Zhang Xi stopped at the top of the stairs and looked back at the moon god: "Hey, you've often come out to teach recently!" Isn't it true that God doesn't intervene in the affairs of the world? It's all so sad today, can you stop talking to me about any games? ”

"Well, that's what I'm worried about. It shouldn't have interfered, but it has the opposite effect, that is, it makes you start to waver, you don't know how to follow your heart, just as a game bet, in this way, the distance between you and her, probably a Great Wall, and doomed to be hopeless! This is probably the inevitable result of my forcible intervention. In this case, it is also fate, and I hope that you can find your heart again—the hope you have left in this world. ”

Zhang Xi looked at the place where the moon god disappeared, dazed, just walked downstairs, he thought that people are too fragile, some of them are really trying to live, but it is still a mess, but this does not affect the mood, the mood is his own. Zhang Xi thought as he walked, he was not worried about being hit by a car, and the rain outside had stopped, but it was still cloudy, and it was as heavy as the heart of a deceased person.

"Meow—"

Zhang Xi came back to his senses, it was Xiao Gu, he squatted down and stroked Xiao Gu, Xiao Gu screamed, turned his head to look around, and he actually walked back to this community and drew a big circle.

"Little Goo, why do people choose to die? Is there really no hope? So what is hope? ”

"Goo-goo"

"Why are you so dirty? Ask the Spirit to bathe you another day. By the way, did the spirit bring you anything to eat last time? ”

"Meow-" Little Goo opened his eyes, white eyes, and called out very seriously.

"Uh-huh, you know, you know, are you happy to eat!" Zhang Xi touched its stomach again.

Looking comfortable for a while, Goo stood up and shook his body, yawned heavily, and slipped into the bushes.