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Polaris disappeared for a while after the travel notes in the magazine were finished, and when she reappeared in people's field of vision, it was the time when her new book was pre-released three years later.

The signing session was held in a university in the capital of the country, but most of the people who came were people from the society, and some even traveled thousands of miles from another country, just to get the signature of Polaris’ new work as soon as possible. A loyal fan of Ben's readers.

That's right, from the perspective of readers' enthusiasm, Polaris will indeed be evaluated by the media as a "star writer" in recent years.

In the literary world, this is probably a frivolous evaluation, just as the popularity of Maugham in another time and space made him a second-rate novelist.

Qiyeying herself doesn't care, and she has lived the days when the whole world regards her as a model. To put it bluntly, it is not a comfortable experience.

She thinks she is not a person who can hold her head high in the face of great pressure. If it is not for external support, she is afraid that any difficulty will overwhelm her.

But this is suspected of being a vassal of the predecessors, so let's not mention it.

On an island country in the Far East, a young man unwrapped the plastic cover, his eyes resting on the title of the cover for a while.

Textual Research on You La's Martyrdom for Love

Kishibe Rohan opened the book, found the first page of Chapter 1, and spent a flower-scented afternoon in silence.

"You La's Martyrdom in Love" is a novel based on the No.1 "I" as the main perspective. "I" returned to my hometown after learning that my friend You La and a woman died in love. Piece together the appearance of your friend You La, whom you haven't seen for many years, and the truth behind his death for love.

Although it is a No.1 novel, this book can be called a collection of group portraits. Many people who appear on the stage are more impressive than the protagonist who seems to be only responsible for threading needles, not to mention the core of the story, the painter You La up.

The background of the story in the book is also not long after the end of the World War, and at the end of the century, the hearts of the people are uncertain, the development of science and the prevalence of cowardice, religion loses its credibility, ghosts lose their mystery, and the rivers and rivers are full of mud and sand.

The scorching sun at noon is scorching the swamp full of vitality, and the sun flame effect emerges endlessly in the field of vision, which is probably such a metaphor.

Under such a social background, the "I" who works as a writer in a big city and barely earns a living - Luke received a telegram from his hometown, saying that his young friend and college classmate You La was in this midsummer. She hooked up with a washerwoman in her tail, died in love with her, and committed suicide by taking medicine.

After Luke heard the news, he recalled the youthful days when he and You La stayed together. He remembered that once they sneaked into the deep mountains near their hometown and found a valley grassland that no one had ever set foot on. There are red, blue and blue flowers, as big as a human fist, so gorgeous that it is almost obscene.

The two of them ate lunch, painted, and chatted on that piece of grass. The youthful energy was really full of blood, as if all major events in the world were under control.

Luke, who was in a trance, was unable to ask for leave under the harsh treatment and difficulties of his boss, so he simply resigned in frustration and rushed back to his hometown to attend You La's funeral.

"...

"Yes."

"What do you mean?" Fatty's sausage-like mouth grinned.

"What I mean is," I said vigorously, staring into the fat man's eyes, "I'd rather go back to my friend's funeral than stay here and be a part of it."

... "

Luke saw You La for the last time before he was buried, and then temporarily lived in You La's mansion.

Luke's family and You La's family were originally wealthy families, but Luke's family unfortunately became cannon fodder after the war. After the business failed and the family declined, his parents died of depression. Luke also stayed in the city where he studied after graduating with difficulty. They parted ways with You La, who wanted to return to his hometown to pursue art.

That was almost ten years ago.

Luke entered You La's bedroom and studio with the consent of You La's mother.

As soon as Luke entered Zola's bedroom, he noticed something different from what he remembered.Luke knew it was Zola's own painting, and it covered the walls like wallpaper.

"...

What shocked me was that the theme of the painting was not the natural scenery that I remembered as You La's favorite, but a mythical theme—hell.

All kinds of hell.

I looked at the pictures one by one, and I could almost see the transformation process of You La's style, but a sentence You La once said suddenly echoed in my ears.

"Hell exists for man, and only man can see hell."

That’s right, it was the place where we skipped class to sketch in the mountains, You La said.

Youla painted valleys and meadows full of flowers that day, and almost used up all the red paint we both carried.

You La looked at her own painting and was very proud - in fact, looking at it now, it was a child's poor workmanship.At that time, You La looked at her paintings and was very proud.

"But people don't stare at hell forever. Eyes are enough to see flowers."

The young You La, whose hair was not cut and whose brown hair brushed to his shoulders, squinted his eyes and said something flamboyantly.

What did I answer back then... I can't remember.

At this very moment, I am standing in the center of the hell map drawn by You La in the past ten years, surrounded by the cruel hell, and the brown curtains with layers of lace tightly block the sunlight outside the house, as if I can see You La from it. How to stand where I am now, and fight hard against everything outside this house.

Are these paintings You La's trophies?

Or are these hells the relics of You La's defeat?

I do not know.

I do not know.

You La... You La's soul is also here, somewhere in hell, squinting and looking at me showing off?

To be honest, I was prepared to see You La's paintings before asking to see You La's relics.I thought that I would see all kinds of natural scenery mixed with You La's feelings and artistic interests. I thought I would see something that would shake my heart full of common dust. I thought I would see You La's ideals. In the face of the work, subtle jealousy and uncontrollable sadness arise.

I was ready to cry a lot.

I knew from the last time we met that Yula was different from me, not only because my family was bankrupt, but because he was born to pursue something that fascinated him, and that thing fascinated him. Tell him not to care about reality, his family, or himself, and let him fall down, and the passion of living in the world will melt into it... I know, that thing is not rare and tempts me, no matter whether it is good or bad, it sees After agreeing to You La, he was determined to boil a mortal body into something that could only be left in paintings and dreams.

It certainly did not expect that You La did not leave its majesty and dignity in the end, and all that You La left behind were eerie hells.

Why is this happening?

How could this be?

In the end what happened?

... "

After realizing that there is a turning point in You La's artistic career, which may be an important factor leading to You La's death, Luke, who lost his job and became an unemployed youth, is determined to trace You La's life experience in the past ten years and find You La. The real cause of La's death.