[Exclusive from Jinjiang] Life is as brilliant as a song (nutritional solution plus update two-in-one)
The evening breeze blew past the hospital entrance, lifting a tuft of hair on Luo Shiqin's forehead. She casually raised her hand to comb the hair into her hair, then turned her head to look at Yang Yan, who was still immersed in his own thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
These days Luo Shiqin found that she particularly liked to say these three words.
After all, people like Yang Yan, who have rich inner activities, rarely speak out their true feelings.
The person being questioned suddenly woke up and then smiled and said, "It's nothing... I'm just a little grateful that Lele has such a good aunt."
Luo Shiqin: "Lele also has so many friends who care about her."
"friend?"
Yang Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this word. When she saw LL looking at her with a faint smile on his face, she finally responded, "We?"
The hot wind blew past, but this time Yang Yan no longer felt the heat. It seemed that in this warm wind, there was a fragrance that made her feel bright and cheerful, and the heat wave was not worth mentioning.
"This summer doesn't seem to be that hot."
The girl's eyebrows curved as she looked at the hot streets in the distance and the orange-red clouds in the sky, and uttered this sigh.
[Countdown 3 days]
[Can you please stop ruining the atmosphere upstairs? ? ]
[I was just relieved that Sister Yan was finally happy, but when I opened the comment section and saw the first comment, I was going to die]
[There is no one who is not crazy, just keep going!]
[Is this really going to end? Sister Yan obviously has an idea, so there is no need for the author to push her too hard~]
[Bet an L will help]
[But seriously, L has been helping Sister Yan all along the way, so that death limit should also help, right? I don’t want to see Sister Yan, who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, stop before dawn...]
[You are all paying attention to Sister Yan. Am I the only one who thinks that something is wrong with L? What kind of mystery is going on between her and Brother Pingzi?]
[Yuchang City... seems to be the city where Sister Yan works? So they will go back in the end?]
[L is just a supporting character after all? Could it be that the author has arranged some hidden plot for her? It feels like she has a lot of scenes recently]
[I am different. I don’t care about L’s identity. I just hope Yang Yan is fine! My youth will never be buried at the age of 21!!]
[It's impossible! +10086]
[I hope L can play a bigger role! I will definitely put L in the top ten in the year-end character voting!]
[The God of Wealth suddenly appeared, and the rich woman asked for a hug~]
Luo Shiqin briefly glanced at the reader comments in the comment section of the new chapter. As expected, she did not see any reply from the author, but she did find some new words in the readers' messages.
"End of year character voting?"
This term is not too unfamiliar. Although no one in dormitory 502 is a fan of idols, the three younger schoolmates have all followed anime. When they celebrated the New Year in the dormitory during their freshman year, the three of them showed their crazy side in front of Luo Shiqin - they voted 100,000 times by clicking on the screen in one hour.
Later, when she found out what they were doing with those sly looks on their faces, Luo Shiqin said she had learned it on the spot.
It turns out that the term "voting" does not only exist among real-life star-chasing fans...
Luo Shiqin temporarily put this word into her own material library and waited until the whole thing was over before studying it carefully. After making a plan, she estimated the time again - if Yang Yan still remembered the death deadline in a few days, then it would be less than four days away from "that time".
Time is like the fine sand flowing by the waves. It looks heavy and thick, but they all know that after witnessing the sunrise and sunset again, the fluffy and soft sand will flow faster.
We can never keep precious things.
……so,
Yang Yan thought.
I want to live my own wonderful life in this remaining time.
"Where are you going next?" LL stood side by side with her, his tone as indifferent as ever. Sometimes, Yang Yan would see the complexity in those brown eyes that she could not understand.
Maybe it was her illusion.
"I," Yang Yan breathed quickly, she closed her eyes, and began to recall all the scenes she had seen along the way. Then the girl finally opened her eyes and said decisively, "Let's go back. Let's go back to Yuchang City."
That's her home turf.
Yang Yan didn't care about the comfort of the return trip, but at this point in time, the nearest high-speed rail tickets were sold out, and the final train ticket he booked was squeezed to three o'clock in the morning of the next day.
This impromptu trip ended up lasting only two days.
Finally getting on the return train, Yang Yan did not close his eyes to rest. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and kept fiddling with something.
Luo Shiqin sat beside her, without expressing any opinions or questions, and watched her do everything with a calm expression.
Only occasionally, when Yang Yan asked her questions, Luo Shiqin would give her corresponding answers based on the materials she had collected over the years.
"I didn't expect you knew so much..."
Just now, Yang Yan couldn't help but complain about the unstable shooting angle and picture composition of the mobile phone, but he didn't expect LL sitting next to him to give suggestions.
"Maybe it would be more noticeable if you stick to the glass."
With a half-believing and half-doubting attitude, Yang Yan held his mobile phone and pressed the camera against the window. Under the bright yellow light of the rising sun, the camera reflected the scene outside the window through the slightly dusty glass surface.
There were a few small houses on the distant horizon. During the few minutes that the train stopped, a layer of rose-red slowly spread from the rooftops, then light purple, light blue, until the deep blue gradually merged into the large expanses of pure black in the sky.
On the other side of the train window, there were a few tall street lamps next to the houses not too far away. When the sun gradually rose, the sunlight that came out first shone on the street lamps, and unexpectedly collided with the flash of a four-pointed star in Yang Yan's lens.
It looks even more dreamy than Alice's Wonderland.
Even the specks of dust on the glass windows added a touch of nostalgia to this dreamy scene in the camera.
Yang Yan almost held his breath and pressed his phone against the glass, recording the sunrise scene with the wind pushing the clouds and the tall trees swaying like waves in the distance.
Everything around her was very quiet, as if the heaven and earth had thoughtfully reserved this beautiful silent drama for her.
It was not until the sun was already hanging in the sky and everything around was bright white that she reluctantly pressed the pause button and watched the video over and over again.
“You take beautiful photos.”
Luo Shiqin looked at the video she had taken and nodded in approval: "It's really great."
"After all, I used to work in this field." Yang Yan accepted the recognition confidently, "Even if my baby is not with me, I can still take very beautiful pictures with a mobile phone."
The "big treasure" Yang Yan refers to is the camera that has always been with her during her working hours.
The experience of working in the new media department in the past few years is not in vain. Yang Yan's personal library of photos can fill up two or three USB drives. But to be honest, compared with the funny clips required by the company, Yang Yan prefers the scenery he takes when he is free.
But even at that time, she knew that scenery alone could not make much money.
There is nothing easy about adult life. The daily necessities of life will eventually invade our entire life.
But now.
When a person knows that he has not much time left, while he still has a healthy body, he will either go crazy and hurt people around him, or he will be like Yang Yan and want to leave something behind.
She had planned to keep some of the money she earned in her short life: some for her mother and some to donate.
But the money wasn't much, and donating it wouldn't have much of an impact - compared to what she was going to do next.
Yang Yan decided to use the materials he had accumulated over the years to make a video.
And now, she has to go home to get something.
At four o'clock on Tuesday afternoon, the train finally arrived.
Yang Yan, who had never expected that it would be late, rubbed his lower back and his face turned a little blue.
The two of them stood at the train station entrance, LL's expression was much better than Yang Yan's.
"I'll take a taxi and go home first." Yang Yan raised his hand and called a taxi on his mobile phone, but he didn't expect that while he was waiting, LL's phone rang.
"Hmm? Yeah, okay, I get it."
The girl who answered the phone looked calm, but Yang Yan, who was secretly observing her, noticed that LL's brows were slightly wrinkled, but they were quickly smoothed out when she looked over.
"What's up?" Yang Yan asked, and got a nod from the other party. She said nonchalantly, "Then go get busy - how much time do I have left?"
LL glanced at his phone: "Seventy-nine hours."
Three days is more than enough...it should be enough.
Yang Yan nodded, then raised his eyebrows at his travel companion and smiled wantonly: "OK, then it's a deal, even if you are not responsible for the end of my life, you still have to come and say goodbye to me."
"After all, you make a great travel companion."
He is also a kind-hearted Grim Reaper whom I am lucky enough to meet.
Luo Shiqin stood there, watching the girl pull her suitcase away in a carefree manner, and finally disappear in the crowd and traffic. She sighed, then raised her hand with a serious expression, put the phone to her ear and said solemnly:
"Teacher, what did you just say?"
"——Xiao Luo, hurry back to school and correct the format. If you don't fix it well, the deadline for submission will come soon."
Luo Shiqin said solemnly: "Teacher, please wait a moment. I will be right there."
Once again, thesis formatting tests the limits of human patience.
She's not kidding!
This document in her hand had been printed countless times. Luo Shiqin shuttled back and forth in Maosen, repeatedly checking in at the dormitory, the printing shop, and the tutor's office, completing a three-point and one-line check-in.
The younger schoolmates in the dormitory felt sorry for her. Shi Enle brought her milk tea and stuffed some pancakes into her hands. Yu Yu pushed her down and said firmly, "Senior sister, please take a rest for a while." Only then did she reluctantly sit in the dormitory to rest.
顏玉容一邊看着文稿進行簡單調整，備份了一次又一次，幾乎是每次微調都要備份一下，最後打印出來的雖然是廢紙，但廢紙裏說不定也會有璞玉呢。
比如碎片文稿合成一份完整文稿什麽（×）
“我對畢業忽然有了心理陰影。”
餘玉不由自主地抖了一下，心有戚戚：“學姐這麽厲害都快忙成狗了，我畢業那年豈不是當場癱瘓？”
施恩樂想了想：“那我是半截入土？”
“我即刻合棺。”顏玉容吐槽，“畢業就是大學生的一場劫難啊。”
餘玉聳了聳肩，随後道：“不過我們才大二，還有兩年呢，不着急……學姐你先吃着，我有點事忙。”
說着，就見餘玉飛奔到電腦桌前，雙手開始在鍵盤一陣舞動。
羅詩琴好不容易就着奶茶咽下一口煎餅，甜味奶茶硬生生被現在的她喝出了1L礦泉水的感覺。
“這是在忙什麽？”她看着對方電腦上不斷閃回的界面，難得好奇問道，“可以說說嗎？”
“這個啊？”
餘玉回複完窗口消息後，不甚在意地開口。
“我先前一直在學着自建網頁嘛，算是小有成效。然後網上認識的一個網友前兩天問能不能幫忙也弄一個，我最近就在忙這事呢。”
她忽然有些不好意思地開口：“其實我還想去學設計一下游戲，但那工程量看着就很複雜，暫時把它往後推了推。等到我熟練建設網頁後再考慮其他。”
羅詩琴點頭。
還沒等她休息多久，導師又在群裏發消息過來，說又有一批格式不合格的需要重新打印。
羅詩琴看着上面的全群員名字，認命地往嘴裏塞了最後一塊餅皮，含淚起身：
“姐妹們，我去了。”
三位小學妹對着她再度離去的背影肅然起敬。
一來二去，等到徹底忙完後空出時間，羅詩琴發現時間已經過去兩天了。
等到今晚一過，楊玚那邊設定的‘死限’就開始了23小時倒計時。
好在她知道對方的住址，于是在第二天一早就趕去了楊玚的租房。
第二次到這戶小房子，羅詩琴禮貌敲門後，開門的是拿着筆的楊玚。
“你這次離開得夠久啊。”女生給她開門後，後退一步笑着看着她，手中的寫字筆也靈魂地轉動，“已經完成了？”
羅詩琴想起導師在群裏歡欣鼓舞的表情包，點了點頭道：“嗯，完成了。”
“那就好，”楊玚将門關上，随口道，“我也快完成了。”
她說的完成，是指自己正在書寫的遺書。
“我正在寫這玩意兒。”
女生毫不在意地開口：“因為不知道自己到時候會怎麽死，所以還是先留下一份死後遺體說明書，讓我媽接手我身體的時候能獻的就獻出去。”
明明羅詩琴什麽都還沒問，她就已經把這幾天做的事情都說出來了。
“我剪了個視頻，等今晚十二點就會放在網上——放心，只是一個旅游視頻。”她沖着LL擠眉弄眼地笑了，“我幾天想了想，還是決定給這個世界留下點什麽。”
“說不定那視頻能火，也說不定就沉了。”
楊玚聳肩，毫不在意。
“反正那個時候我就拜拜了，不用再擔心其他。”
“我還弄了個網站，夾在了視頻裏面，感興趣的人或許能參加一下我的電子葬禮，是不是特別方便還幹淨衛生？大概我會開創一種獨特的上墳方式吧……”她忽然不太确定，“大概？”
“總之——”面前侃侃而談的女生忽然拖長了音調，“我還剩多久？”
面前穿着黑色短袖的死神看了一眼手機：“還剩15小時。”
女生沉默，又笑了。
“不算太長，但也不短了。”
她重新坐下來開始繼續寫自己的遺書，直到兩三頁後才算寫完。
看着最後一小行空白，楊玚想了想，猶豫片刻後還是寫下了一行小字。
蓋帽，封筆。
她将遺書塞進一個信封裏，羅詩琴還看見上面寫了大大的兩個字——“遺書”。
以及一行“楊女士親啓”的小字。
這樣想來，楊玚竟然還沒有和媽媽聯系嗎？
“你……”
“我們去拍照吧！”
她将信封随意放在桌面上，然後又拿起手機在上面操作了什麽，随後也将手機丢開，只拿上了自己的大寶貝。
女生笑道：“走吧，我們出門拍照——可得給你瞧瞧我神仙一樣的拍照技術！”
她用一種不能拒絕的姿态将人拉離了出租房。羅詩琴被迫跟在她身邊，只來得及回頭看了一眼桌面上亮起的手機。
似乎是有什麽消息彈出。
但很快，房門就被楊玚給關上了。
楊玚說的大寶貝不愧是大寶貝，而她本人也不愧是擁有諸多拍攝經驗的老手了。
羅詩琴看着相機裏一張張如同電影截屏的照片，心裏不禁感慨。
無論是構圖還是光線都非常完美，楊玚的拍攝天賦和技能簡直是得天獨厚。
“其實我最開始只是感興趣。”
兩人坐在花壇邊，楊玚忽然開口。她一邊查看着相機裏的照片，一邊回憶着說道：“我媽給我買的第一臺相機，其實也不算是相機，就是那種玩具類的東西。”
“我玩了很多年，直到我能自己賺錢買心儀的相機後，那個玩具也不見了。”她說，“還蠻遺憾的。”
“那裏面藏了很多我給媽媽拍的照片。她那時候真的很年輕，很漂亮。”
楊玚：“當然了，不管她什麽年紀，在我眼裏依舊散發着光彩與魅力。”
“不過後來即便賺了錢，有了大寶貝，沒想到和媽媽越來越遠了。”她拍了拍手裏厚重的機器，難得無奈道，“它的儲存裏面，沒能拍下我的媽媽。”
但好在，它拍下了我的最後一天。
“LL，”楊玚忽然側頭，看向身邊一直默不作聲的死神，笑道，“我走了以後，你就把它拿着吧。”
“到時候如果你可以來參加我的線下葬禮，記得把我拍得好看一點。”
提到死亡，楊玚顯得格外地豁達。
“可惜時間不多了……”她低下腦袋，眼神複雜。
楊玚輕輕拍了拍手中的大寶貝，抿唇：“可惜呀，明天以後，我就沒辦法用你拍東西了。”
雖然還有遺憾……
但，我已經盡力做到我能想到的所有事了。
“——不好意思小姐姐？”
遠處跑過來兩個穿着短款婚紗的女孩子，她們面露腼腆，小心翼翼地開口道：“我想請問一下，可以幫我們拍張照嗎？”
女生擡手，指了指不遠處的草坪上一大堆穿着不同顏色，但似乎都是婚紗的女孩們。
“我們想拍張合照。”
楊玚挑眉，爽快道：“當然可以。”
她跳下花壇邊，随口問了一句：“你們這是Cosplay還是說正經結婚？”
“當然是正經結婚啦，”女生一本正經地開口，“不過婚禮的另一半是我們自己。”
“是名為‘不論貧窮或是富有，健康還是疾病，我将永遠愛自己’的個人婚禮！”
她身邊，那位短發的女孩有些害羞，但看見楊玚看過來時，又大大方方地展現自己身上的婚紗。
“這是我自己做的，”短發女生攏了攏自己頭頂黑色的頭紗，得意開口，“她們的婚服也是我做的。”
楊玚贊嘆：“超酷！”
“絕對要給你們拍一張最漂亮的合照！”她豎起大拇指，在自己的領域裏露出自信的笑容，“我可是很專業的！”
“那我也來幫忙。”LL湊到她身邊，一同開口，“我可以幫忙揮舞裙擺。”
來找人拍照的女孩們相視一眼，歡呼：“好耶！”
剩下的十五個小時，楊玚用自己大寶貝相機拍下了無數絕美的瞬間。
在她的鏡頭下，這些舉辦自己個人婚禮的女孩們每個人都閃耀着獨特且充滿魅力的光芒。
拍攝一直到晚上七點。
直到露天婚禮結束，女孩們才戀戀不舍地和楊玚兩人告別。
楊玚難得這樣心情舒暢，轉過頭看見雙手提滿了伴手禮的死神LL，忍不住笑出聲來。
“辛苦了。”女生笑道，“走，吃晚飯去。我請客。”
說是請客，但實際上楊玚手頭上的現金不多，兩人兜兜轉轉，終于找到了一家深夜面館，點了兩碗牛肉面就算作今晚的晚餐。
但沒想到的是，面吃到了一半，窗外竟然下起了雨。
等到楊玚吃完面，外面的小雨已經進化成暴雨了。
她回頭看了一眼面館裏的時間，已經十點半了。
心跳如同鼓聲一樣在耳邊響起。
楊玚算了算時間，心想也差不多了。
如果就在面館的話，會怎麽死亡呢？
是被面湯嗆死，還是說發生了其他意外！
開面館的是一對夫妻。後廚是阿姨，前提是叔叔，看上去年紀也不小了，楊玚覺得還是別把人吓出個好歹來。
所以即便外面還下着暴雨，楊玚還是決定出去。
"I quite like rainy days." She said to LL, not knowing who she was comforting, "There's a sense of wildness that makes you not care about other people's lives."
Isn't it? When it rains heavily, who will not get wet?
As he was speaking, Yang Yan stood up and solemnly handed the souvenirs and the camera to Luo Shiqin.
"Goodbye." She said to the camera reluctantly, "My dear."
Luo Shiqin: …
"Don't you want to call Mom?"
The soft-hearted Grim Reaper reminded her. Yang Yan looked up and thought about it, but finally shook her head.
"Forget it," she whispered, "I'm afraid I'll cry if I open my mouth."
"It's good even if it's like this."
After saying this, she didn't even look at Ll's expression and ran to the front desk to pay the bill.
"——20 yuan in total. Girl, are you going back now?" The uncle glanced outside the door and said regretfully, "It's raining heavily outside, how about waiting a little longer?"
Yang Yan: "Don't wait, the rain will get heavier."
"——That's right. Go home early and take a hot bath to avoid catching a cold. I'll lend you my umbrella. Just remember to bring it back next time. It's free."
He turned around to get the extra umbrellas in the store, but he didn't expect the girl to smile and say, "No need, sir."
"I have to leave. I borrowed the umbrella and there is no way I can return it."
Before the receptionist could figure out what this meant, the girl in front of him waved her hand and rushed into the heavy rain.
Grandpa:?!
"You don't have to return it - you'll catch a cold!!"
The old man shouted heartbreakingly, but he didn't expect that another girl would take the umbrella next.
The girl in the black short-sleeved shirt smiled.
"It's okay, Master. I'll pick her up right now."
It’s raining so heavily.
Yang Yan likes rain, she didn't lie about that.
She likes to lie in bed and chat with her mother while it rains outside the window and she snuggles in the warm quilt.
How long ago was that?
Yang Yan doesn't remember much.
She stood in the pouring rain, feeling the chill eroding her body temperature.
“Click, click.”
A strange sound seemed to come from far away, like the amplified sound of a clock.
She thought.
Perhaps, the clock of her life will finally stop.
...Although I have done a lot of things that I could do and have tried my best.
But in the end, my biggest regret was that I didn’t get to go see the cherry blossoms in the spring with my mom.
It doesn't matter.
In the rain, Yang Yan blinked slowly and suddenly smiled.
She captured the beauty of the four seasons on photos and put them in the 'suicide note'.
Just as Yang Yan was thinking this, a pink and white cartoon umbrella appeared in front of him.
She lowered her head and saw LL holding up his work badge.
"——Hello," Yang Yan saw a gentle smile on her face.
"——I am a diplomat between the underworld and the human world."
LL said gently, "My name is Luo Shiqin. How can I help you?"
[Oh my god! I knew it was this guy! Call me a prophet! ! ! ]
Let me tell you the reason why I haven’t updated the article recently.
Currently, I have no strength in the area below my thumb and index finger. There is a slight twitch in the area below the thumb, and the thumb is not very sensitive. Most of the updates in the past few days were completed by the ring finger and middle finger (yes, four-finger meditation). Thank you, middle finger!
I have already ordered a new keyboard and wrist strap, and I am also applying the plaster. (Maybe it’s because I have to do too many mechanical movements when using my phone, I always feel that my thumbs have no strength…)
When the stuff arrives, I will add more chapters at the end of the month~! My dear babies~
This chapter drops fifty small red envelopes~