Mental illness
Jiang Qing: "...Then why are you still cooperating with me?"
Ye Meiyan took off her oil-stained gloves and turned around: "I verified what you said."
Jiang Qing suddenly realized: "That boy?"
"Yes. I believe what you said is true, but sometimes people's eyes, feelings, and mentality can unconsciously deceive reason. Those logical, unexpected, and uncontrollable things need to be proven to prove the authenticity of their own existence."
From the moment Jiang Qing extended her hand, Ye Meiyan realized that her life might be on the road to becoming uncontrollable.
How can she pursue invisible things? She can only pursue visible shadows, judge with logic, and think with rationality.
For most of the time I knew Jiang Qing, she was extremely honest with everyone. But sometimes, the truth really did sound harsh.
"Trusting you as a person and trusting what you say are two different things. Do you understand?"
For example, now.
Even though she was as tactful as possible.
Jiang Qing: “Wow——”
"Do you understand?" Song Shuang put her arm on Jiang Qing's shoulder for support. She was tired of laughing before, and now her brain was tired too. This is what it means to listen to your words as if you were listening to them, and what is nonsense literature.
Jiang Qing shook her head, "No."
Ye Meiyan & Song Shuang: ...
"Then what are you doing?" Song Shuang was speechless.
"Don't you think what Meiyan said sounds very philosophical?" Jiang Qing's tone was sincere, and she felt it was powerful. "Besides, it doesn't matter whether I understand it or not."
"I told her, and she finally believed me," the girl said vaguely, chewing a large cherry in her mouth. "It's a simple thing."
"Do you want to eat some? The cherries are super sweet." She asked, raising her fair face.
Ye Meiyan shook her head in a daze.
Song Shuang stretched her neck out like a big white goose and took a bite of the cherry. She sighed, "You really are a single-celled organism."
Jiang Qing looked at her: "Hey, I understand what you said."
Song Shuang manually shut his mouth, suddenly turned around and robbed the girl, taking advantage of her unpreparedness to eat and take the things, then ran away like a monkey.
"I just washed it, please leave some for me..."
Seeing the two girls chasing each other again, Ye Meiyan came back to her senses. She raised her hand and looked at the bracelet on her wrist that seemed to have never been broken. The diamonds sparkled in the sunlight, making her eyes hurt.
Although the scenic spot provides ingredients and grills, it is not in a bustling supermarket after all. Everything is simple and fast food. You have to unpack, add ingredients, put them down, and then wait and pay attention to the time.
The mutton oozes fat and makes a sizzling sound when roasted at high temperature, and the aroma of the meat gradually spreads to the entire area.
Jiang Qing couldn't help but sniff, turned over, glanced at Lin Nanyan, and approached, "Let me test you."
Lin Nanyan's hands kept moving, "You say."
"What is it about trusting someone and trusting what you say? This is a philosophical question, answer it carefully."
Although Jiang Qing only understood the literal meaning, it did not stop her from being studious.
The next time Mei Yan speaks, she will also join in and say a few words.
Lin Nanyan glanced sideways: "What did Ye Meiyan say?"
"!! How did you know?" Jiang Qing was shocked.
"Who else would say such a thing besides her? Otherwise," he looked her up and down, "yourself?"
"Lin, Da, Gou, stop looking down on me," Jiang Qing gritted her teeth, "Are you going to answer or not?"
Lin Nanyan turned over the skewer of meat in front of the girl that she had ignored and was about to burn, saying, "Go on."
"She said something about eyes, rationality, and being uncontrollable," Jiang Qing tried to recall but failed, so she gave up. "Oh, I can't remember the exact words. Just translate the latter part. The former is not important."
After hearing the girl's key words, Lin Nanyan hesitated for once: "Do you really want to hear it?"
"Nonsense!" Jiang Qing looked at him, "Why else would I ask you? Just tell me..."
Lin Nanyan: "She suspects you are mentally ill."
"...Speak...there's no need to be so blunt." After the boy finished speaking, Jiang Qing's voice was heard for a long time.
"Are you sad?" Lin Nanyan handed Jiang Qing the tip of a strawberry.
Jiang Qing took it and took a big bite. "No, because I had doubts too."
The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said, "It doesn't matter if they are all fake."
Jiang Qing: "I know, you said that."
"Well, I just wanted to say it again." The boy's voice sounded inexplicably low.
The sky was getting dark and night was falling. The deep night enveloped the earth. Sporadic lights gradually lit up, attracting several moths to circle around.
Jiang Qing, who was in the distance, picked up the drawing board and walked over. Jiang Qing quickly took the painting from the other person's hand, and her eyes suddenly widened.
Song Shuang: "Let me see, let me see, oh my god——"
Seeing this, a group of people came over and soon there were countless exclamations.
"Your painting is so beautiful, is this me?" Jiang Qing patted Lin Nanyan's arm excitedly, "Look, look, it's me, it's me."
On the white sketch paper, the sky was about to darken, a sea of orange-red clouds covering the sky, interspersed with rocks and mountains, and gradually the clamor of human voices. Some were eating fruit, some were barbecuing, some were chatting, their eyebrows raised in a relaxed and natural manner. Six figures leapt onto the paper, brought to life with just a few strokes.
Looking at the paintings under the dim light is even more vivid.
Jiang Qing smiled shyly at the praise from everyone: "The painting is a work in progress. I just added some colors. I will refine it later."
"No way! I originally thought you could paint landscapes, but I didn't expect you to paint so many people in such a short time, and each one so well. You're amazing, aren't you? Don't be so modest."
Jiang Qing suddenly stopped talking. She seemed to have discovered something. She stretched out her hand and unfolded the painting, motioning Jiang Qing to look at it. "Why aren't you in the painting? Do paintings have to be realistic?"
She counted carefully and found that there were six people, not seven.
"Ah," Jiang Qing was stunned by the question. She looked at the painting in the girl's hand and was silent for a moment. "I forgot. I'll add it when I get back."
"Friends, we are about to have a hand-painted 'family portrait', lovingly sponsored by Ms. Jiang Qing, who painstakingly and painstakingly created it," Jiang Qing said with a bright smile. "Are you happy?"
"happy!!!"
As cheers and applause resounded across the mountain, countless silver lights suddenly flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire sky and earth.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
Fiery red fireworks exploded across the dark blue sky, swaying with colorful tails and falling drop by drop. High in the sky, fireworks gradually rose and bloomed, showing off their most beautiful side in the most brilliant way.
The sky suddenly became bright, and gorgeous colors suddenly spread out, filling everyone's eyes.
The people on the ground all looked up, almost speechless at the sudden beauty of the fireworks.
Under the dazzling silver light, Lin Nanyan turned his head, and the girl beside him was full of amazement. He raised the corners of his lips and looked up at the falling fireworks.
The colorful light shines on people's faces, flickering and depicting a vivid picture.
Wang Huaqi watched and quietly approached Song Shuang, constantly rehearsing something in his mind.
Chen Heng noticed the boy's movements. He stepped back a few steps to make way, and his eyes passed over the layers of people and fell on the two people standing side by side.
Colorful colors splashed down and dripped into Jiang Qing's eyes. She turned her head and wanted to say something to Jiang Qing, but met Ye Meiyan's gaze that was looking at her inadvertently.
The two girls both greeted with smiles, then turned their heads in tacit understanding.
The fireworks show lasted only fifteen minutes. When the last touch of color descended on the dark night sky, Jiang Qing turned around with a lingering feeling.
Song Shuang: "Time flies so fast, it's over so quickly."
"Yeah, I haven't seen enough either." Jiang Qing expressed deep regret.
Watching the girls leave, Wang Huaqiang hesitated for a while and then followed them silently.
"What is this?" Jiang Qing looked at the dark brown-red drink the boy handed her. She took it and smelled it. "It smells weird."
Lin Nanyan poured brown tea for the others and said, "Ask Song Shuang, this is what Brother Song Qing prepared."
Before Jiang Qing could ask Song Shuang, she saw the girl suddenly vomit.
Song Shuang was just busy avoiding Wang Huaqiang who kept trying to get close to her for some unknown reason. She casually took the drink handed to her by Lin Nanyan and took a big sip. As soon as she put it in her mouth, she realized something was wrong and spit it out immediately.
"Lin Nanyan, what did you give me? Why does it taste so familiar?" She waved her hand, took out a tissue handed to her by Wang Huaqi, and wiped her mouth urgently.
Lin Nanyan was silent: "It's a drink your brother sent."
Seeing Song Shuang's miserable state, Jiang Qing couldn't help but ask in shock: "Isn't this some kind of tea made from some weird insects?" Having said that, she quickly pulled the person next to her a little further away.
"No, what are you thinking?" Song Shuang rolled his eyes. "In your mind, is my brother such a person who likes to play tricks on others?"
"Dandelion tea clears away heat and detoxifies. Drink it with confidence. It's a little bitter, but there's nothing wrong with it."
Jiang Qing felt relieved. She tasted it and it was a bit bitter, but acceptable.
"Then why did you vomit?" she asked puzzledly.
Song Shuang said expressionlessly: "I drank too much. The taste was so familiar that I almost thought my sense of taste was wrong."
Jiang Qing: ...
Maybe it was because she drank too much water during the day, but now she was clutching her stomach and wanted to go to the bathroom. Jiang Qing tugged at Lin Nanyan's clothes and met his gaze. "Come on, accompany me to the bathroom."
The scenic area was pitch black, with only sporadic lights, and she didn't know if she could find the bathroom, so she had to find someone to accompany her.
Lin Nanyan put down the cup and stood up, while Jiang Qing bent down and whispered to Jiang Qing who was sitting next to her, "You guys eat first, I'm going to the bathroom and will be back soon."
Jiang Qing nodded gently and watched the two people walk away.
Jiang Qing walked into the bathroom, only to find it empty. The light bulb overhead flickered on and off, and a strange, eerie sound rang out from the corner as the wind blew.
"Lin Nanyan, are you outside?" she shouted with a trembling voice.
"I'm here." Lin Nanyan's familiar voice sounded.
Jiang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and went to the combat toilet urgently. She rushed out like a cannonball and threw herself into Lin Nanyue's arms.
"It's so scary in there. There's no one there, and there are always strange noises." She became more and more frightened as she spoke, clasping her hands tightly. "I always feel like someone is watching me from behind."
"It's all fake," a big hand patted her back to comfort her, and a boy's gentle voice sounded above her head, "I've always been here."
Perhaps it was the gentle night, Jiang Qing's hairs fell off her body, her hands moved unconsciously, feeling the warmth of the person in front of her. Suddenly, she was no longer afraid, and said angrily, "Tomorrow I will go to complain to the scenic spot. What old facilities?! They don't care if they are broken."
In the darkness, Lin Nanyan was silent for a long time, "Can you let me go now?"
"Ah? Oh." Jiang Qing then realized that their posture was too intimate. She immediately put down her hand and turned around quickly.
"The toilet is so hidden that I couldn't find it even after searching for a long time."
"They didn't even fix the lights. It's a national scenic spot. If they don't fix it, I'll definitely give it a bad rating—"
A loud "bang" drowned out all her words.
Jiang Qing's vision suddenly went dark, and before she could react, a pair of familiar hands quickly covered her eyes, obscuring her entire field of vision.
"That...that is..." Jiang Qing stood there, shaking uncontrollably.
Lin Nanyan turned her body so that the girl faced him. He held the back of her head tightly in his arms, his voice hoarse: "Don't look."
"Study...study," Jiang Qing stammered incoherently, tears streaming down her face. "It's Senior, right?"
Far away at the end of the road, a little fiery red lion with its strings cut off floated into the air.
In the dark night, someone was lying on the ground.
The hands and feet are folded and the postures are weird.
Blood spread from under her body, gurgling like a broken faucet and gathering into a pool of blood.
The blood seeped into the ground, dyeing large areas of soil red.
The girl's face turned in this direction, her eyes blinked slightly, and slowly lost their luster.
A moth stumbled and seemed to have lost its way, landing lightly in a pool of blood and then staggering away.
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