Jonson's Diary

The last passenger had just finished checking the ticket, and the middle-aged aunt was trying to walk through the narrow and cramped passage sideways, trying to find her seat.

Round and chubby, her powdered face was as pale as a female ghost, and her cheap lipstick was also spent. She nonchalantly wiped the sweat from her forehead with her fat hands, and wiped off the powder on the way.

It took her a moment to find her seat, and she sat down with a sigh of relief, taking off her shoes and lying down in one motion.

Xue Lin's 'luck' was extremely good, his sleeper was in the middle, there was no wind, and the bus hadn't started yet, so there was no way to talk about the air conditioner in the car.

The low-quality perfume smell of the aunt in the lower berth penetrated Xue Lin's nose along with the sweat smell of the boy next to him in the ball uniform and various foot odors.

He was already prepared, took out the mask from his bag, and tried to struggle.

But it's not warm.

It was too hot to wear a mask, and the smell in the car stimulated Xue Lin's fragile nerves all the time.

Two to one, who do you choose?

Dilemma.How many hard choices are there in life?Xue Rin was amused by her sudden thought, which was meaningless.

None of this makes sense.

The bus, which was tortured half to death by Taiyang Ling [Fu Qiang], finally took a step cautiously against the threat of the scorching sun.

The sound of the engine is like the cough of an old man, pretending to be tough, and continuing to work as if nothing had happened.

The orange-yellow car body was covered with a pale protective film by the glare of the sun, making people doubt: Can this baked broken car still withstand nearly six hours of devastation?

After a delay of almost four and 10 minutes, it finally staggered off to the remote town.

Feeling the cool breeze from the air conditioner, Xue Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Movies from an unknown era began to be played in the car. On such a small screen, Xue Rin could barely see a few villains moving, and the picture quality was not very clear. There were always a few vertical lines mixed with them. with some white dots.

The voice was very loud, as if shouting to the passengers: "Pay attention to me! Come on!"

No one cares.

The little girl in hot pants secretly stuffed the cake into her mouth while the driver was not paying attention, like a mouse hiding from a cat, neurotic.

The little brother next to him with a fresh and refined smell of sweat is wearing headphones and listening to rock, the volume is so loud that Xue Lin can hear that it is Closer of Tr□□is even in such a noisy environment.

Xue Lin lay in a dazed state, her eyes were empty and her mind was in a daze.He brought a game console and power bank, intending to pass the time in the car, but he doesn't want to move a finger now.

The bed was messed up by Xue Rin's tossing and turning: the sheets kicked to the corner, the quilt cover separated from the quilt, and the crumpled pillows.

It was so uncomfortable, like being buried alive, my breath was taken away bit by bit, the originally small space was filled with black soil, and I died alone.

The car shook violently, and Xue Rin's stomach also shook. With his eyes closed, he fumbled for a bottle of water in his backpack.

Is soda so bad?Like a bad mixture of soap and gasoline, Xue Lin felt even worse.

When turning a corner, a few rays of hot sunlight happened to hit Xue Rin's eyelids. He closed his eyes, and suddenly changed from a dark field to a bright red field of vision.

If he opened his eyes, he would probably be blind, Xue Rin thought so.

Xue Lin hasn't been on a bus for a long time, and this is the first time he's been sitting alone, and he was always with Qiao Song before.

That guy gets motion sickness, throws up every time, rinses his mouth after vomiting, and can even cry Xue Lin while playing games.

Xue Lin twitched the corners of her mouth, trying to laugh, but couldn't.

"Stay away from him." Li Keji said to Xue Lin.

"Why?"

Xue Lin thought: Why?Why do you say a word, I will run away?Why should I flee to a place where Qiao Song can't see me?

who do you think You Are?What position do you stand on to let me go away?

No one and nothing in the world prevents one person from freely approaching another.

Li Keji's sharp and vigilant expression was like a hallucination, what did Transparent talk about?About Qiao Song, about Xue Lin, about their future.

The initial diagnosis was moderate depression, and as his condition improved, the doctor considered gradually reducing the dosage of the medicine for Qiao Song.

Then one day, his condition suddenly deteriorated, and Qiao Song had severe auditory hallucinations, even hallucinations, self-harm, and obvious symptoms of mental disorders.

It got better after the follow-up visit, but it was still worse than before.

In the second follow-up visit, the doctor told Qiao Song to think carefully about whether there are any environmental factors that affect him, and to avoid these factors.

It is impossible to deteriorate without warning, which environmental factors may have been stimulating Qiao Song.

Another follow-up visit was made, and the diagnosis was accompanied by anxiety and depression. The drug was replaced by Deanxit, Bolexin, Ou Laining and other drugs.

Next, Qiao Song changed these medicines, and he felt very uncomfortable after taking them, so the doctor changed them to other medicines.

Finally, there is bipolar II disorder.

"Do you need me to show you the time with the medical record?" Li Keji asked him innocently, tilting his head, but his face was expressionless, looking like a marionette.

This was the reason Xue Lin planned to return to this small town. He silently canceled his ticket to Kunming, booked a sleeper berth on a bus, and started to revisit his own hometown.

All kinds of thoughts floated in my mind, like colorful soap bubbles, which were pierced by the driver's loud voice one by one.

The bus stopped at a dilapidated restaurant.

'Wang's Restaurant' was scrawled on the badly faded plaque. There were two tables at the entrance, one with a full six-course meal sporadically placed on it, and a large pot of sour soup on the other, more precisely It should be a large pot of water with two pieces of vegetables floating in it.

Xue Lin also got out of the car, her movements were as stiff as a corpse's body.

The wind was very strong, and it hurt when it was blown on the face. When Xue Lin touched his face, he felt a layer of sand. The disinfectant tissue was used up, so Xue Lin could only wet the napkin with water to make up for it.

There is no village in front, no shop behind, Xue Rin has reason to suspect that there is probably only this shop in a radius of dozens of miles, and there is a kind of empty loneliness.

Having said that, he still doesn't want to eat. In the past, he and Qiao Song slept together, or he couldn't get away from playing games in the dark.

The main reason was that Qiao Song couldn't eat.

The boss is still yelling hard, fast food for 25 yuan, and soup!

The passengers swallowed a few mouthfuls of food, and then hurriedly got on the bus under the urging of the driver.

It is now 15:37 in the afternoon, and Xue Lin set off again.

Qiao Song, did he eat obediently?

Xue Lin complained more than once that Qiao Song was a picky eater, he didn't eat spinach, and if the rice was too hard, he would only eat a few bites, he didn't eat meat with skin on, and he didn't like to pick fishbone.

It's especially difficult to serve, even picky eaters have become like this, and I have the nerve to say that I am not picky eaters at all, it is shameless!He is just used to swallowing the food that others give him, but he is actually very picky eater!

At this point in time, Qiao Song should have just woken up from his afternoon nap. According to his impression, Qiao Song sleeps until midnight every weekend, always complaining about not getting enough sleep and having heavy dark circles under his eyes.

I really want to see you.

Have you ever, in a certain moment, just like I miss you, suddenly think of me?

The journey always consumes people's energy, and the exhausted people finally fall asleep in the noise of the movie.

Xue Lin was half asleep, half awake, his brain was in a state of confusion, and his body could not move. He was forced to lie in the exquisite ice coffin with his eyes wide open.

The voices of the characters in World of Warcraft came from a distance, vaguely, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.

The dust in the air shone under the sunlight, like fine gold sand, while the ground was full of flowers, as if the boundless sea of ​​flowers had drowned Xue Lin.

The wind blew, and the thousands of layers of petals were rolled up. The pure white flowers flying all over the sky were suddenly stained red with blood. The sticky, dull, sinful red color invaded the whole world.

The bright colors reminded Xue Lin of roses.

He once sent roses to Qiao Song, but he didn’t know how many. The owner of the flower market was very skillful. He repaired the roses picked by Xue Lin with scissors first, and then went to find a suitable wrapping paper. He asked Xue Lin if there was any color matching. Require.

It was a bouquet of roses wrapped in kraft paper, and Xue Lin forced it to Qiao Song.

"Don't you love rose candy? I gave it to you, and you can do whatever you want."

Xue Lin pretended not to care and walked ahead, sneaking a sneak peek at Qiao Song from time to time, the first bouquet of roses given away in life, no one wants it to end up in a trash can.

"It was given to me by my girlfriend."

Xue Lin heard it, Qiao Song must have done it on purpose!

snort!Just your body?You are almost as good as marrying me, so weak!

Xue Lin looked at the petals fluttering everywhere in front of her and laughed.

This smile is like a model, all the flowers wither and wither in an instant, leaving behind a dark abyss.

The dark red liquid is still infiltrating, and the tip of the nose is surrounded by a thick bloody smell——

It was Qiao Song. His wrist was cut open with a large wound, and blood flowed continuously from the horizontal and vertical wounds.

Qiao Song was wearing a hospital gown with a pale face. He didn't seem to feel any pain, but just stared at his hands numbly, as if he was distracted in class.

To him, such an injury is the same as accidentally cutting his finger while chopping vegetables.

Qiao Song suddenly smiled at Xue Lin, it was a bright smile.

Huge panic: "Don't go!"

Xue Lin woke up with a start, blanked out for a few seconds, and finally felt relieved, collapsing on the narrow bed like a dead fish.

Xue Lin suddenly felt aggrieved, and her nose felt a little sour.

You said that he has been planted on one person all his life, obviously, he also likes him, but there is no way to be together.

It's okay, he can afford to wait.

What Xue Lin was afraid of was that Qiao Song wouldn't even give him the chance to wait.

I am his cause.

I need to stay away, but that's okay, he'll be fine.

Next time, next time we will travel together.