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After getting up early in the morning, the two were detained.The kind old lady who let them stay overnight brought breakfast to the door of the room, and said a few words, probably asking them to eat before leaving.At that time, Li Bai was sinking in the backache caused by the plank bed and didn't want to sit up straight, staring at the moldy bamboo ceiling in a daze, while Yang Jian was buttoning his shirt with his back to the door, "Okay," he turned his head. , said loudly, "Let's go down and eat with you in a while!"

The old lady replied "Ai ai" and walked away with a smile.

He also took away the meal just now.

Li Bai hugged the quilt and rolled over, his forehead rested on the back of Yang Jian's waist, and the tip of his nose arched into the hem of his shirt, "I want to take a bath."

Yang Jian let out a "hmm".

Li Bai said again: "After the rain dries, the clothes become brittle, the hair is tangled into locks, and the body is itchy."

Yang Jian rolled up his sleeves to his elbows.

Li Bai threw away the quilt, hugged him and said, "Do you want to take a bath, Mr. Yang?"

This time Yang Jian finally did not let him go.After buttoning the last button, he stood up, straightened Li Bai on the bed, and squatted beside the bed to help him put on his trousers, "I can wash it when I get back to the hotel."

"Oh." Li Bai blinked.

"Want to go back?" Yang Jian said again, raised his head, and met his eyes.

"I don't want to." Li Bai quickly shook his head.

He couldn't let go, not at all.Yang Jian had discussed this issue with him last night - he said that it was polite to discuss it, but Yang Jian simply told him before the bonfire ended that the mountain next to him was very dangerous and the locals would not go up easily, what he might see It will also disappoint him, let him think clearly.Of course Li Bai thought it over clearly. At this point, he has even forgotten how to be afraid. All he sees is the secret that he is about to touch Yang Jian, which is both painful and tempting. The crowd shouting for splashing water to put out the fire couldn't wait to tell Yang Jian their thoughts, but Yang Jian shook his head:

"Talk to me tomorrow morning."

Do you want him to think about it for another night?

There is also a cooling off period.Li Bai thought it was funny that this person was so indecisive at times!Maybe that mountain is really dangerous...Yang Jian thinks he is the kind of person who might run away?Or the bonfire last night was too beautiful, Yang Jian felt that he was fascinated by the atmosphere and couldn't make the right decision.

Or, Yang Jian is testing his determination?

But the result may be disappointing. After one night, Li Bai neither considered anything nor wavered in his determination.He fell asleep next to Yang Jian on the bed. Now, when he woke up, he said that he would not go back, and that he couldn't walk, and he needed Yang Jian's support to go downstairs for dinner.

Someone handed him the crutches, but he still refused to get up: "But my back also hurts."

So Yang Jian simply carried him downstairs with two crutches on one side and his shoulder on the other.

The shoulder bones were hard, which hurt Li Bai's hungry stomach. He was worried that he would fall to the ground the whole time, but he didn't.On the first floor, in the dining room with only a few pillars, this kind of intimate and weird posture made the drooping creases on the old woman's eyelids startled, Yang Jian put down Li Bai, but she still couldn't blush Sit at the table without jumping, and concentrate on eating that not so delicious breakfast.

"My back doesn't hurt anymore." Li Bai approached his ear and whispered to him.

Yang Jian smiled and peeled an egg for the wounded without saying a word.

After that, the language systems of the three people at the dinner table seemed to have some kind of gap suddenly at the same time, and they remained inexplicably silent. They finished the meal.Seeing that the old lady got up and began to clean up the dishes, and stopped staring at her secretly, Li Bai moved closer again, and pressed Yang Jian's ear again: "Are you angry?" He still asked quietly.

"Angry?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression, "Why?"

Li Bai couldn't tell, he just thought it was weird, Yang Jian was bored with something, there were too many times like this, and he had been trained to be sensitive at any time.Can you say that to Yang Jian?Looking up at the sky with a bit of a headache, he saw Yang Jian standing by the table, serving bowls and basins for others very considerately.

Indeed, the old lady should not be able to hold it with two hands alone.

But I'm a little bit annoyed.Li Bai thought.

Last night, he put his own watch on Yang Jian's wrist, and in exchange, Yang Jian gave him his own, let him lie on his chest, and kissed his fingers that were groping everywhere.Looking at the dial now, it was only 26:27. Li Bai calmed down when he saw 43:[-], and admired the blood on the tips of his fingers in the clear sunshine after the rain. When it was [-]:[-], Yang Jian came back. .

"Does she have something to tell you?" Li Bai asked.

The subtext is "behind my back".

"Advise us not to go up." Yang Jian stood in front of Li Bai, blocking the increasingly dazzling sun, but said something, "I also want to delay the time for dinner, and I also want to stay for lunch. She said that the fog is too heavy in the morning. At least Have to wait until noon."

"What do you think?"

"She has never been to that cliff herself, she only sprinkled gold paper on it, and her knowledge of it is limited to legends." Yang Jian touched in his trouser pocket, "I don't think there will be any fog there at any time."

Li Bai tilted his head: "So Teacher Yang has a deeper understanding."

"I've been there twice," Yang Jian bit a cigarette, "the first time was at night, and the second time was at noon."

"You said it was dangerous, but you came back safely both times."

"It's a mistake."

Li Bai lowered his eyes, and couldn't lift his head any more. "It's a coincidence," he chuckled softly, "don't tell me that you are also planning to persuade me not to go up when something is imminent, or that you will suffer if you don't listen to the old man. , In that case, you are going too far, Yang Jian."

"I can take you up the mountain, but I can't guarantee your safety, so I must let you understand the risks," Yang Jian's shadow also floated smoke, and it was also black from the ground, "I took you by boat yesterday. Very reckless, that's the truth."

Li Bai didn't speak, but Yang Jian squatted down and turned his head to look at his face, "You think I'm angry? Actually, I'm worried."

"The objective conditions you mentioned are all true," Li Bai curled his lips, picking between his nails, "but on a level that is not so rational and objective, you want to take me there, otherwise don't talk about it as it is now. If you hesitate, you will drive me back to Beijing directly, and you have to admit it."

Without waiting for Yang Jian to respond, he continued, "We have to walk this road together. There is not enough description, explanation, and memory. I have to see it with my own eyes. After so many years, you finally find something that you can't treat as if it doesn't exist. Thing, I know that's what you think in your heart." After a pause, he didn't hear any rebuttal, he continued, "Mother-in-law warned me yesterday, Jade People Valley, as long as you enter, you have to accept any possible results. "

"You accept it all."

"Everything," Li Bai raised his eyes, finally willing to look at each other, "as long as it's with you."

"You had a dream that the mountain was full of fog, and we couldn't get out," Yang Jian said again, speaking quite sincerely, "This is the most likely to happen, there is no signal, and the magnetic field also affects the compass. There is a high chance of being trapped to death inside."

"Fuck you lost your way." Li Bai stared into his eyes fiercely.

Yang Jian actually laughed when he heard the words, and laughed again, his eyelashes were so dense, shining brightly under the sun, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he is going to take risks or even die.He picked a small light-yellow flower from a crack in the slate, wiped off the mud on the flower stem on his sleeve, and handed it to the hand that was destroying other nail cracks.

Li Bai poked it directly into the ear hole, but it couldn't go in. It seemed that it had grown, so he pinned it on the top of the ear, with the petals scratching his temples, and the flower heart was facing Yang Jian.

"Look, don't you?" He still stared, "I'm really stubborn."

But Yang Jian squinted at him, pressed out the cigarette on the stone slab, buried his head in his chest like he was hugging his waist on the bed, and gave him a hug.

In his sophomore year, Yang Jian went to the Department of Sociology to take a few lectures, one of which was about human sociality. The professor claimed that human beings are social animals in a certain sense, and no individual can live without the group.

Yang Jian, who was just over 19 years old at the time, thought that this statement was reasonable, but it was too absolute.This "survive away from others" should have a limited time interval, one week?a month?a year?He raised his hand to ask a question but was ignored.So he was going to take a test, at least a little bit of subjective perception, but unfortunately he couldn't find a partner, so he was the only sample - in the summer vacation after the end of the semester, he rented a small bungalow for himself in the suburbs of Miyun, and gave it to his neighbors in advance For vegetable money, just bring rice, noodles, grain, oil, gas stove, canned tea, coffee and meat, plus a dozen professional books and a few favorite books, and live in alone.

I go to the vegetable field next door twice a week to pick some green vegetables to fry for myself. This is the only time I need to go out.There is no TV, radio, or telephone in the house.He only ran into a living person once, did not exchange pleasantries, and even avoided eye contact. Yang Jian thought that he had basically achieved social isolation.

The summer vacation passed by like this, and he didn't even tell Yang Yuqiu where he went, but it was later confirmed that Yang Yuqiu didn't care.In my impression, it was 62 days. Yang Jian insisted on going to bed early and getting up early, previewing half of the courses in his junior year, and did not have any mental problems.The only change might be that he became a little thinner from hunger. He returned to Haidian as usual, reported to school, attended classes, went to the library, and then played ball with other people and hung out eating and drinking.

On the contrary, You Lili suffered from a nervous breakdown for a while.Yang Jian no longer remembers how his girlfriend behaved at that time, but only remembers that the days were troublesome.Li Bai's reaction, but he can clearly recall the age when he had neither a mobile phone nor an email, and he couldn't get in touch for two months. Goodbye, Li Bai's first sentence was: "Oh, I almost became a monk. Temple I I’ve gone several times and I’m not accepted at all, and now monks have to go to university!”

"What do you do as a monk?" Yang Jian asked.

"I think you're dead." Li Bai peeled a shrimp and threw it into his bowl. His fingertips were red from the heat, and his face was mysterious. "Maybe you died unjustly. I'll be a monk to save you."

At that time, there was a song playing in the small restaurant where they were eating: The moon is to blame.

At that time, Yang Jian thought Li Bai was a lovely woman.

However, when he went to the college building of the Department of Sociology and found his teaching assistant from the previous semester to explain his experiment and said that he wanted to make an appointment to meet the professor, judging from his expression, the other party seemed to think he was a prostitute.

I don't know if it's cute or not.

Yang Jian didn't meet that professor again until graduation. The campus is too big, but it can't be said that his experiment is meaningless.At least it has had a profound impact on himself. For quite a long time, Yang Jian firmly believed that socializing is not just necessary for him, so, logically, socializing objects are just passing by.

The day before, people hate to meet him too late, and the day after that he can forget his name completely.In the final analysis, he doesn't like the human species, and it doesn't matter if he includes himself. He still makes friends because the difficulty itself is not high, and the rewards outweigh the investment.Luo Pingan always said that he was indifferent, ungrateful, and played with others to applaud him. After a long time, he finally had an "emotional cognitive disorder" and told him that his illness was cured. He always smiled, thinking, it's none of your business. .

If there is a place that doesn't even have a human touch, it should be very suitable for traveling by yourself, right?

This is Yang Jian's true thought that has not faded away for more than ten years.

The here and now seemed to meet his standards quite well.The road surface was so wet that no dust could be seen, only the evenly spread fine branches and leaves, and few cars passed by for about a month.The eyes are covered with dense fog, and it is good enough to be able to distinguish a little bit of green from the milky white. The only thing that catches the ear is the sound of the wind, the birds and the breathing behind, and even the roar of the motorcycle engine is not real.Although the sun cannot be seen, the temperature is slowly rising. It is very comfortable to wear a jacket with the collar open. They set off in the morning, because the weather forecast will rain in the evening. , can help them drive away snakes and insects.

It was true that there were no mosquitoes around, but Li Bai seemed to be severely smoked, coughing from time to time.

The rest of the time, Li Bai was very quiet, as if he was afraid of being distracted by talking too much, he just hugged Yang Jian's waist tightly, and his fingers were tightly twisted together in front of him.

They circled up silently like this, entered the mountain from the intersection that Yang Jian was more familiar with, followed the direction he had some impressions of, beware of possible turns and breaks at any time, and slowly approached the cliff and the valley under the cliff.

The higher you go, the lower the visibility, and the huge humidity in the forest gradually suppresses the wind and people's breathing, making people feel damp and stuffy.Yang Jian really needs to concentrate, does he need [-]%?He knew he couldn't do it.He couldn't stop thinking about that stupid and misleading experiment right now.

62 days beside the pomegranate grove in the outer suburbs.

What would happen if Li Bai really became a monk?It is estimated that the six roots are difficult to clear, and I will have to help him return to vulgarity sooner or later.

Can a person really live completely alone without a single "other"?

For many years, he has been giving him the answer.

"Say a few words," the words were already out of his mouth when he realized that the voice was coming out, "too quiet and easy to get tired."

Li Bai seemed to be taken aback, and immediately hugged him even tighter, muttering: "Talk... what I say, I think about me... oh, I got it!"

It turned out to be asking and answering.

"Last night, I suddenly thought that I was looking for the red mask at first, but I didn't find the right direction. I ran to Zhejiang and Fujian." He rubbed his chin against Yang Jian's back, his voice seemed to be steaming, and it was also light. "At the junction of these two provinces, there is a small county called Cangnan. Before I went, I checked the information and found that someone wrote an article saying that it rains all year round, and the people who live there have fine scales all over their bodies. will die."

"I really went there, but I didn't find the red mask, and the people there are very normal and ordinary," Li Bai said embarrassingly, "I read that article again on the train, and it turned out that I missed a paragraph. At the end of the article, he said that he had never been to Cangnan, and all the stories he wrote were stories of his imagination."

"Very interesting story." Yang Jian said sincerely, "Where else have you looked for?"

"Well... Yingtan, Yichun, Fenghuang, Jiangkou, all the way to the west."

"I know I'm stupid. People with scales and people who die when they leave home, how can they exist," Li Bai said with a smile, "but yesterday I saw those old people singing and dancing around the fire, and I suddenly thought of Cangnan. I don't think they could really survive out of here. They're trees that grow blood into the soil."

"Yang Yuqiu also said similar things." Yang Jian said after hearing him finish.

Frozen, that thing called atmosphere.This should be the first time this name has been mentioned between them in the past 11 years.

Yang Jian heard the silence, even the sound of breathing stopped, this is the moment of silence.But he also knew that Li Bai understood, and the tension in his body that had just been relaxed has been tensed up in an instant.Is this his chance to speak?For the first few minutes I was still figuring out how to bring up the past.The cliff was not far away, he slowed down, stretched out his right hand and patted Li Bai's wrist lightly, "She told me at the train station, some people may want a girl, some people may want a boy, But very few men and women want both, and if we leave here together we might die very young, live less than a week."

"...Teacher Yang." Li Bai's fingers tightened the fabric of the jacket.

"It's nothing." Yang Jian was very relaxed. "Take a tractor to enter the county town, and then take a bus to the train station. It's half a day's journey. She has been trying to get rid of me, and I have been following her. What I said, I still didn’t leave after seeing me, and I never said it again.”

Li Bai was silent for a long time, "But she still died very early." His voice was very small and vague.

"At least more than a week."

"No, you can't think like that..." Li Bai said this, as if affirming that Yang Jian's thinking was to justify what he did.

Yang Jian interrupted him walking on thin ice: "Life is accidental, whether it is its production or process, only death is inevitable, do you agree?"

"Me?" Li Bai said in a daze, "I agree."

Yang Jian gave a "hmm" and said again: "So it will always happen."

"Maybe I made it earlier." Li Bai's voice was already hoarse.

"Maybe you put it off? She's committed suicide before, and you prescribed her medicine while I was gone."

Li Bai sniffed, then lowered his head again.

"I ran to the scene and knelt down to find that she was still breathing." Yang Jian looked at a tree with twisted branches about ten meters ahead, two trees with side-by-side pedicles, but now the left half was broken, he knew it was Bodhi , "Talk three sentences to me and mention you."

At this moment, Li Bai did not dare to make a sound.

"The first sentence is that she is afraid."

"The second sentence is sorry."

Yang Jian stopped the motorcycle, half a meter away, just before the sharp turn.

"The third sentence," he opened the folded crutches he stepped on just now, and handed it to Li Bai, "She said, 'You, Xiao Bai, live well.'"

Li Bai stood on the ground and looked straight at him. His empty eyes should have been filled with tears, but now they were dry.

Her lips were parted, trembling slightly, but she didn't seem to be able to cry.

"I thought for a while that I hated her very much, and now I just want to thank her, at least we have survived to this day." Yang Jian continued, still calmly, shook the hand that was holding him on the crutch bar, and brought Seeing him approaching the cliff by the road and also approaching the Bodhi tree, "Did you see that tree?"

see.Li Bai read silently.The roots grew on the cliff, and the trunk on the outer side was broken in half.

"Then do you hate me? Have you ever hated me?" All he could say was this, and the question was abrupt and awkward.

"I don't know," Yang Jian looked sideways at him, "It's just that I've always been happy when I think of you alive, but not when I think of you dead."

Li Bai took a deep breath, and the stiffness on his face didn't last long. In Yang Jian's eyes, he was like a piece of hard cardboard that took a few seconds to soak in the pool. He said: "You and I Same."

"Really." There was a smile in Yang Jian's eyes, he was still looking at Li Bai, still engrossed.

"What's wrong with that tree?" Li Bai helped the little flower next to his ear that had been carefully cared for all the way, and turned his face away.

"It was broken." Yang Jian also easily walked out of the emotion just now, took one of his crutches, touched the broken section with the end, and gently rubbed against the newly grown shoots on the side, " I have been to Cangnan, as well as Yingtan, Yichun and Fenghuangjiangkou, our routes should basically coincide, but there is a few years of time difference."

Li Bai waited for him to speak without moving.

"I found the ruined temple on the mountain, and the red mask drove away. He circled the mountain and chased me here in the middle of the night."

"He led you here." Li Bai whispered.

Yang Jian nodded.

Li Bai's shoulders trembled, "It was your car that hit it?"

Yang Jian laughed, "How could that be?"

"Maybe I didn't know that I was afraid of chasing too closely." He returned the crutch to Li Bai. "He rushed out half way before he could react, hit a tree, and temporarily maintained his balance."

"and after?"

"The tree trunk is about to fall, and his balance will be broken if it hits the front cover. I stopped the car and stood outside waiting."

"He fell." Li Bai said tentatively.

"He stuck out his head and asked me to help him, saying that he would surrender himself as long as he survived down the mountain. I think it's not bad. If his car has rear wheel drive, I would move the car to make way for him, and maybe he could be saved," Yang Jian said. He bent down to look at the edge of the cliff, and even touched it with his hands. The deep marks made that year had already weathered, "So I asked him to take off the mask. I'll take pictures first."

After speaking, he handed the phone to Li Bai. There was no password, and the photo page inside had been opened long ago.

Li Bai saw the broken branches and the suspended car illuminated by the flashing lights in the pitch blackness. The car was dazzling white, and a bright red patch protruded from its window. The mask was lifted and hung on the top of the head. that face.

If you ignore the frightened expression, how else can you describe it?

Only normal.

Even a little simple and honest.

It may appear on the sweet potato stand on the street, next to the newsstand, or in the passing of the bus station.

What he wanted to kill all these years was just an "ordinary person".

"I guess he's dead." Li Bai stared at this face and just wanted to laugh.

"Indeed, as soon as I reversed the car, the tree trunk was completely broken." Yang Jian still narrated calmly, "It was later found out that his Skoda Jingrui is a two-wheel drive car, and the rear wheels have no power."

Having said it so clearly, Li Bai also understood it, so it should be said that he is in a cocoon!The purpose of the red mask to lead Yang Jian to such a dangerous place is obvious, but he was the one who died in the end... Even if Yang Jian intends to spare his life, so what?Two-wheel drive, the wheels that could save him have already been vacated, and the tree he broke down threw himself into the abyss, this is God's will!Red Mask is dead!Really dead, long dead!

Died before he even started.

So for more than a year, he has been looking for someone who no longer exists.

So the real hatred is carried on Yang Jian's shoulders alone.

So, what he thought, Yang Jian had tasted all his hard work, and even digested it long ago. Those panics and embarrassments have become a distant past tense, and now he is here to accompany him to walk the past.

"Hahahaha..." Li Bai finally laughed out loud and burst into tears.He wiped his face vigorously twice, put on his crutches, and sat down on the edge of the cliff with his legs hanging in the air.

Yang Jian also sat down, right next to him, just like him, in a posture where he would fall to the bottom of the valley if he moved forward a little.Jade Valley.Jade Valley.Li Bai knew that he was looking at him, and he also knew that he was waiting.

What to say?

Yang Jian should be a little nervous now, or rather, with mixed feelings?

"Are you weeping with joy?" Yang Jian wiped his tears away, the floor was a little dirty just now, Yang Jian used the back of his hand.

"No, no," Li Bai grabbed his hand, and pressed his wet face to his palm, "I was thinking..."

"What are you thinking?" Yang Jian leaned against his lips, too gentle.

So that Li Bai's tears seemed inappropriate.

"Every time, when you need me most, I'm not by your side."

Li Bai completely blurred his vision after saying this sentence, he couldn't stop crying, mixed with embarrassing hiccups, Yang Jian didn't panic, held his face in both hands, and kissed him. The bridge of the nose, the eyelids pressed against his forehead, and then he closed his eyes.

He did guess that Li Bai would cry.

Crying until he was slurring and sobbing more than wetting his face completely was to be expected.

But what Li Bai said before crying so hard that he couldn't help himself was something he never thought of.

Yang Jian once thought that the only thing he needed was himself, and he would naturally be able to return to the original point by walking a circle, and he would definitely be able to stay away from the ground by climbing up, but for others, it was they who needed him, and he readily accepted it.When everything was wrong, he was slapped by fate one after another. There was no origin to restart, and no ground to land on. He was really tired and didn’t want to be needed by anyone. Someone always reminded him: separation and encounter It is all doomed, and your futility is also a part of doom. It is true that struggling may not be able to change anything, but it may not be able to change.

Human beings cannot create "inevitability" to this world.

He has read so many books, and he likes physics the most. Among the physics books, his favorite is quantum mechanics, the observer effect, and the uncertainty principle. Shouldn't he have given up defining the world with "necessity" long ago?

No one is asking for understanding.

If Li Bai blamed him for his absence or silence, he would not feel anything, he thought the past could not be recovered.

But what is Li Bai talking about?

Li Bai was blaming himself.

So the fact is that they didn't accompany each other when they needed each other the most.

For the first time, Yang Jian willingly faced up to his own needs, which was incredible. Staring at the vast fog, he felt as if he was already in the clouds.Nearly three years ago, the day after he saw the enemy fall off the cliff, he called the police. It was about the same time when he returned here with a large group of people, and he also saw such a scene.

The body was found at the bottom of the cliff, and it was confirmed that he was a fugitive suspect. All kinds of evidence also ruled out his suspicion. Yang Jian still felt poor.He could respond reasonably to other people's inquiries, curiosity, and concern, and watched the fog fill with calmness, but he still couldn't understand the loss of his soul when he went down the mountain last night.

He basically couldn't see anything, and he just walked along the feeling for a while, and it was lucky to come across a village and knock on the door that was willing to take him in, so he didn't even know the way down the mountain.

The second time there was also a team of police cars exploring the way.

So what about this time?How should he go down the mountain with Li Bai?

It is not the wisest choice to go back the same way. Several sections of the road are too dangerous to be blocked by landslides. If you add the angle of the downhill, it will be very difficult to push the motorcycle over.

Yang Jian's heart is still surprisingly calm, old friends, but there are some differences.Most of the peace in the past was pretending to be out of the eye of the typhoon, but now it seems that he finally walked out of the center of the storm, sitting at the door of his house, and watching it blow away.They're sitting on the edge of a cliff, aren't they?But so what?

He has no more secrets.

God always made some funny jokes on him, and he would not let go of the last enemy. He wanted to watch the person he spent hundreds of days chasing down and punish him, but he couldn't do it.

But some people cry over his jokes.

Hearing that the crying in his arms gradually subsided, Yang Jian lowered his head to kiss Li Bai, kissed off the other little flowers beside his ear, licked his teeth that had been corrected too neatly, the tip of his tongue that was at a loss, and his unknown Old and new wounds.

Without those nail rings, Li Bai's kiss is too soft, it will melt away after a long time, and those tiny holes can hardly be felt, and only the entangled breath occupies the perception.It's like turning back time, how old were they when they first kissed?Yang Jian couldn't remember, but he knew that if he asked, he would get an answer.Time is indeed not just linear. Yang Jian sees himself in Li Bai when he is not sober, the senseless present, the bumpy youth, and the absurd teenagers that will never be understood. It becomes a kind of dazed chaos on Li Bai alone.

Yang Jian looks at him like looking at himself.

Then see through him and laugh at him.

Laugh at him for being weird, paranoid, pointless, happy for the sake of being happy, naive than naive.

Like laughing at yourself.

He kissed such a Li Bai.Li Bai kissed him like this.

When they kissed the ground, Li Bai's waist was so weak that he lay down, Yang Jian leaned over and propped up one arm, not to hurt him, but only carefully looked at his face between kisses.Soil, clouds, tears, these wet smells, are you also yourself?

No, they are just Li Bai.

Gravel, the edges and corners of the mountain, painful memories, these are not Li Bai.

"Teacher Yang, are you crying?" Li Bai was still asking, staring at him with red and swollen eyes, and stroking the corners of his eyes with clumsy, cold fingers.Yang Jian thought, probably not, at least not feeling it.He knows his numbness, he has always known it, how can he change it in a while.Hate is easy but love is too difficult. All the pain has been going on for too long, and all the "original possessions" can also leave him. Yang Jian doesn't need to force it, and he doesn't care.

But now the exception was right in front of his eyes.

Li Bai is neither painful nor bitter.Li Bai seems to have carved words on his body at the very beginning: I will not leave you.

At a moment when he didn't realize it, maybe the day when he denied his "social experiment", he engraved these words into his eyes, and he no longer allowed the departure to happen.

"Am I crying?" He asked Li Bai softly.

Li Bai suppressed his crying and pursed his lips, nodding and shaking his head, instead of answering him, he just hugged him.Hugging him so tightly that he wanted to strangle him to the bone, Yang Jian almost faced the red soil.He couldn't see anything, but he couldn't stop the hug. The maximum separation was an injured leg. He breathed seriously, breathing Li Bai's face and his hair, of course it wouldn't smell very good.He wanted to breathe Li Bai's hair.He thought quietly in this breath again and again, thinking of so many broken roads and forks that cannot be seen clearly, and there are still a few ways to go down the mountain that he can try.The confidence is getting better and better, but there are occasional flashes of thought, Yang Jian thinks it's okay not to go down, it's okay to die here, he has everything, right?Yeah.Not long after, Li Bai panted, and suddenly called his name: "Yang Jian."

"Brother...Brother." She also pushed his shoulder.

Not a teacher anymore.Is this a random call or it depends on the mood, there is a set of standards?Yang Jian regained his senses, turned his head, and followed his gaze.

Wow.Yang Jian sat up straight.

The fog dissipated completely, and from this high and steep angle, one could clearly see the valley bottom hundreds of meters below, including rivers, villages, cascading tea fields... and vehicles flowing on the road in the distance.A car is no more than a grain of rice, but a human being is nothing more than sand and dust.On the cliffs on the other side of the valley, there are huge petroglyphs left by the ancestors, ocher red, bright red, primitive and rough patterns, gushing to the sky, like a wound from the heart of the earth.

This is what Jade Man Valley looks like.

Almost forgot, there is another world under the mountain.

Yang Jian stood up, patted the dust on the trouser legs, picked up the crutches and yellow flowers from the ground, and also helped Li Bai, "Go back and take a bath." He said.

"I can't bend down, my legs hurt, my arms hurt, my hands hurt, my head hurts." Li Bai buried his head on the side of his neck, "You have to accompany me."

Yang Jian carried him back to the motorcycle, returned the flowers to him, and said to him, "Okay."

The roar sounded again, and it was very real in the transparent air.

They went down the mountain together.

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