The road was heavily foggy, and the car looked like a boat on the Styx. The cliff and the cliff have been indistinguishable, the driver turned on the fog lights, the eyes are still clouds, mountains and fog, the car is driving on the cliff, the slightest mistake will fall into the abyss. Except for the faint roar of the engine, the cabin was as silent as night. Everyone held their breath like a nightmare. The road has an end in my heart, and there is no trace in front of me.

When everyone had no room for their heartstrings, a white arc of light appeared in front of them, flickering in the fog. The arc gradually prints out a large gate with six large black characters hanging on it—Tianma Mountain Sanatorium, swaying in the fog like a dried corpse on a gallows. The people in the car breathed a sigh of relief, but no one stood up, and the horror on the road was still haunting, and it was as if they had walked in hell.....

When I got out of the car, three or four meters in front of me was a thick cloud and mist, and the air was cold and humid. Tao Yao was not in the dormitory, the quilt was winding beside the bed, three or four pillows were thrown on the ground, a few unfinished hard-shell books were scattered on the bed like fallen leaves, unwashed clothes were piled up in the bathroom, the hair that had fallen out was clumped and hung by the drainage holes, and the smell of mold was in the air.

I sat alone on the edge of the bed and opened a magazine. Outside the window, a cold wind mixed with water mist blew in your face. It's refreshing.

"You really shouldn't have come today, it's white everywhere, you can't see anything. ”

"At the junction of summer and autumn, it is inevitable that there will be fog. Besides, I'm not here to see the scenery. ”

Tao Yao still wore very little, black stockings and a short skirt, and a tight gray sweater on her upper body. The chest is upright, like two hills.

She sat next to me and stared at me.

"What's wrong," I grabbed her hand, cold.

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't seen you in a long time, take a few more looks" she suddenly laughed.

"During this time, I have to participate in the indiscriminate martial arts competition, so I don't come much. ”

"How long are you going to come this time?"

"Gotta go tomorrow"

"Tomorrow," she said, burying her head in her chest.

"It's hard to take time off right now, but as soon as the game is over, I come often. ”

Tao Yao looked at her toes, her sideburns swaying gently in the cold wind, and she entered her own world. Outside the window, the vast sea of smoke, the branches of the trees swaying like bells, and the dark green leaves rise and fall in the mist, like blue waves and aquatic plants under the mist.

"Where did you just go?" I broke the silence.

"Go pick up someone's ashes," she said to me as if she was in another world.

"Who!"

After a long time, she said as if she was exhaling, "Huiping—"

"Ah——h

"En" Tao Yao closed her lips tightly and nodded.

She ....... The last time I saw you, I talked to her, and I didn't see anything unusual. ”

"She said she was going home, and she said she had something very important to stay at home. When I saw her again, she had been hanging on the tree for seven days. Shipped back here is rotten. ”

Her figure was like a withering reed in the evening wind, as if it was about to fall.

"Life in the world, like a barren grass, everything can not be yourself, you... Don't think about it..."I'm afraid she'll be sad.

She suddenly laughed: "Yes, like grass, the wind blows it, the rain floods it, and some livestock come and gnaw it." This is our fate. She was probably too tired to live. ”

"Or we're all tired of living," she sighed.

"There should always be a reason for death. ”

Tao Yao smiled bitterly: "She committed suicide, but - I don't think it's fair." ”

I am silent ...

Tao Yao sat on the sofa and stared blankly at the ground. I don't know how long it has been, as if forgotten by time.

Suddenly she looked up at me, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Could it be that such a big world can't accommodate a same-sex love!" she cried, her facial features twisted on her face. Tears welled up in her eyes.

She cried without a sound, and her body seemed to have been clicked on by someone. Motionless. Long.......

Suddenly, a howl ran out of her throat, like the wail of a lone wolf in a deserted night. To the unmanned canteen, to the silent cold night, to the mountains and hills.

I was suddenly terrified that just seven days earlier a lesbian had been sentenced to 20 years in prison and had been shot dead for grabbing a prison guard's sword on the way to escort her.