There is only one well-known tourist attraction in City A, called Tashan.
Every year, millions of people come to climb here to enjoy the sunrise and view the city at night.
Tashan is not high, you can wind up along the winding road, park your car in the parking lot of the scenic spot, and then climb the mountaineering route for three or four hours to reach the top of the mountain.
Holders of city A university student card can climb for free.
Li Rong slept honestly all night, when he just got up, Cen Wei was still asleep, the sky was gray-blue, and the sun didn't even come out completely.
He crept out of the bed, tugged on the quilt for Cen Wei, and then scratched with his fingertips in Cen Wei's palm before leaving the room.
He put on his hiking clothes, brought plenty of water and snacks, and when he got to the playground, he found that Zhang Zhaohe was standing there neatly dressed.
Zhang Zhaohe is still wearing a Chinese tunic suit, but the crutches in his hands have turned into climbing sticks. When he walks, he does not need to use a stick.
There are many people climbing the mountain on weekends. In order not to be blocked on the road, they can only leave early. They gather at six in the morning and leave on time.
Li Rong wanted to sit in the back after getting in the car, but Zhang Zhaohe grabbed him and said, "Sit next to me, it's easy to get motion sickness in the back."
Li Rong's eyes drooped slightly, staring at Zhang Zhaohe holding his hand, no Retorted, put down the backpack and sat down.
As a hidden scholar who won the first grade, he deserves special treatment from Zhang Zhaohe, so other students have no complaints when they see it.
After the car drove away, Li Rong casually glanced at the scenery outside the window, but in the next second, Zhang Zhaohe pulled the curtains and muttered, "Dazzling."
At six o'clock in the morning, the morning light was just faint, and it was more than dazzling. But Li Rong was forced to withdraw his gaze.
Zhang Zhaohe deliberately pulled his attention back, not knowing what to do.
hum.
The phone vibrated.
Li Rong looked down and saw that it was a text message sent to him by Cen Wei——
[Have breakfast. 】
The short three words made him smile knowingly, but when he looked up, he found that Zhang Zhaohe was also looking at his screen.
Li Rong restrained his smile and buckled his phone.
Zhang Zhaohe smiled and shook his head. He seemed to think his little actions were a little naive. After a while, he asked, "Have you been to Tashan before?"
Li Rong took a deep breath and leaned back on the chair: "No."
Really not.
Living in City A for so many years, he has never been to the scenic spot of Tashan.
In fact, before he met Cen Wei, he was not a person who loved sports, especially mountain climbing, which hurt his knees.
He prefers to make a cup of coffee and sit in the library for an afternoon, rather than standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the scenery while sweating and sweating with the crowd of tourists.
Later, in order to shorten the physical fitness gap with Cen Wei, he started exercising.
He still remembered that after the graduation ceremony of the last life, Cen Wei took him home, easily grabbed him with both hands, and pressed him on the bed with his back to him.
And two years later, he could have a few back and forth with Cen Wei. If Cen Wei wanted him to be quiet again, he would have to be blue and purple.
Thinking about it now, he started to practice close combat, and there was also the shadow of Cen Wei's deliberate guidance.
And Cen Wei stimulated him again and again to check his practice results.
It's just that they didn't expect that the other party used poison in the end.
Zhang Zhaohe pondered for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and said melancholy: "I haven't been to Tashan for a long time. The last time I climbed it was more than ten years ago, with a group of like-minded friends."
Li Rong glanced at Zhang Zhaohe with his peripheral vision . At a glance, he said lightly: "Tashan is not high, and the scenery is not so beautiful."
Zhang Zhaohe smiled and said: "Yes, and there are many branches on the mountain, which almost block the scenery. There are only a few places where you can see the city, but the important thing is not the scenery, but also the experience of traveling with like-minded people. "
Zhang Zhaohe recalled the past, and could not help straightening his back, looking forward in a daze, but his face was full of yearning.
Li Rong found that the old pen was still pinned to his chest.
Climbing to the top with like-minded people is not like what people who have no desires and no desires and slack off their lives will do.
Of course, he didn't think Zhang Zhaohe was as simple as he appeared.
Zhang Zhaohe wanted to say something, but the commotion in the car had already exploded. People eating, playing, and playing cards echoed in the narrow carriage.
Zhang Zhaohe has never been dignified in front of the students. He turned around and tried several times, trying to make everyone quiet, but after hesitating for a moment, he gave up with a sigh.
He knew that he wouldn't be quiet for long when he said it.
After driving for two hours amid the noise, the road was blocked for 20 minutes, and finally parked in the parking lot. A group of people rubbed their waists and hammered their backs, and got out of the car lazily.
Zhang Zhaohe leaned on a climbing stick, stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and tried to make himself stand out in the crowd: "Classmates, everyone try to walk together, everyone climbs to the top of the mountain, on the top of the mountain, we want to take pictures, This photo will also be a good memory for you in the future."
No one listened to him, and everyone had automatically formed a company with their good friends, and sparsely walked towards the mountain entrance.
Zhang Zhaohe stood there, shouting dryly, and in the end only Li Rong was left by his side.
Zhang Zhaohe sighed, took out the thermos cup from his bag, unscrewed Gudu and took a sip: "I'm old, and I get dizzy after a few words."
Li Rong didn't have any friends in the class, so naturally he was alone.
He chuckled: "Yes, but I think you are in good health."
Zhang Zhaohe didn't seem to hear the extended meaning in his words. He raised his eyes and looked at the top of the mountain with a long look: "God takes care of me."
God takes care of me?
There are very few things that people can decide in this world, and no one can tell the fate of fate, as if the lifespan is really a gift from God.
Li Rong thought of his long-dead parents, and his heart sank.
Zhang Zhaohe suddenly raised his wrinkled hand and patted Li Rong's shoulder: "Let's go, don't make the other students wait too long."
When he really started climbing, Li Rong realized that Zhang Zhaohe's words were too much. You are polite, and it is too overestimated the physical quality of contemporary college students.
If he hadn't resumed training with Tang He early, he might not have been able to keep up with Zhang Zhaohe's speed.
Zhang Zhaohe said that the last time he climbed Tashan was more than ten years ago, but he seemed to be very familiar with the climbing route. Li Rong only needed to follow behind him, and he would gradually surpass all his classmates.
He listened to those people snorting and panting, and then looked at Zhang Zhaohe's steady steps, only to think that this person was more unfathomable than he imagined.
Thanks to Tang He's professional guidance, he didn't give him any room to cut corners, and he could keep up with Zhang Zhaohe's speed without showing his cowardice.
But two and a half hours later, when I really got to the top of the mountain, my body could still feel the overwhelming pain and discomfort.
Well, you can be patient.
Li Rong held a half-human-high stone, took out his mobile phone and took a picture down the mountain while breathing in the fresh air.
Unfortunately, there was mist on the mountain today, and the photo was not so clear, but it was a rare visit, so he still sent the photo to Cen Wei.
[Cen Wei: The scenery on the mountain is good. ]
[Li Rong: Yes, yes, but I can't do it with you tomorrow and the next two days, my muscles are very sore. ]
[Cen Wei: I'll give you a massage when I get home. 】
【Li Rong: That's fine. 】
Li Rong's eyes were curved, with a hint of a smile.
He was waiting for this sentence.
After resting on the top of the mountain for half an hour, the exhaustion was half gone. Only then did two classmates climb up and rest in the pavilion.
Zhang Zhaohe also slowed down, leaning on a climbing stick, he walked slowly to Li Rong's side.
"After climbing up, what do you think of the scenery?"
Li Rong was looking for an angle to take a picture. Hearing Zhang Zhaohe's voice, he paused his fingers and said casually, "It's okay."
Zhang Zhaohe followed Li Rong's direction and looked down. As I walked, I saw the winding river, row upon row of tall buildings, and intertwined expressways.
He whispered: "The scenery below has changed a lot. In the past... there was no expressway, and there were not so many high-rise buildings. The river seems to be green, but it has been managed better these years, and there are not so many algae. Look over there, that orange building has been around for a long time. It's called Hongding Building. It used to be a very prosperous shopping mall, but now it's not good anymore. No one went there. I heard that it will be demolished and rebuilt in a while. Here You can still see A University, the library of A University is really tall. It was able to build six floors at the beginning, and it has become a landmark building with repairs and repairs."
Zhang Zhaohe was silently talking about the city, nothing happened. The size, as if everything was imprinted in his mind, he could start from anywhere he could see, and tell every inch of change.
It was the first time Li Rong saw him show such an undisguised emotion - nostalgia.
In his nostalgia for the city more than ten years ago, his eyes seemed to penetrate time and returned to when he was young and strong.
Time will put on a filter, the scenery that was not so beautiful at the time, because the memories will become sweet.
Li Rong didn't have any filters before, since he realized that the city is already full of high-rise buildings.
"I haven't been here for more than ten years, but you remember it clearly."
Zhang Zhaohe stopped his memories, looked at Li Rong, and said meaningfully: "The human brain has only so much capacity, and the memories that can be stored are also fixed. Receiving new memories every day will inevitably bury some old memories, but there are always some important ones. You will never forget the things that you have, and will always stay there to remind you, because that is the foundation of your life and the reason why you are your foundation."
"Oh." Li Rong raised his lips, not knowing whether he heard it or not.
Zhang Zhaohe came to the top of the mountain, as if he had opened a chat box, and started chattering: "The bottom of the mountain has changed a lot, but there is no change at the top of the mountain. I walked all the way and found that it was the same as more than ten years ago. You can see the small courtyard over there. Well, I took a picture with my friends at the entrance of the courtyard, together with the stone tablet in Tashan. More than ten years later, the courtyard is still the same, and the stone tablet is still there, as if the time on the mountain passes very slowly. "
Li Rong followed the direction pointed by Zhang Zhaohe and looked not far away.
The quaint courtyard is the only building on the top of the mountain. The courtyard can be entered and exited at will. It is designed according to the garden style and is very suitable for taking pictures. Therefore, most tourists will take pictures with the courtyard when they go up the mountain.
Outside the courtyard, there is a stone tablet with a height of one person. The word 'Tashan' is engraved on the stone tablet. The tablet has been blackened and slipped by everyone, but the words are still clearly visible.
Zhang Zhaohe took two steps forward, looking at the stone tablet through the coming and going tourists: "The things of the past can't be chased."
Li Rong chuckled and shook his head slowly: "Teacher, what are you trying to tell me? , can you tell me directly?"
Planning class activities, not allowing him to ask for leave, asking him to follow him and climb the top of the mountain together, is nothing more than wanting him to stand at the place where he was more than ten years ago, looking at the similar scenery and empathizing with him. emotion.
Zhang Zhaohe turned back to look at him, his slack eyelids trembled slightly, and his black and white eyes reflected Li Rong's appearance.
"Child, I know you've had a hard time and it's very sad. I'm a good friend of Brother Li, maybe one of the rare people in this world who can really understand you."
Li Rong was slightly startled, but he didn't expect Zhang Zhaohe to mention his parents.
However, what Zhang Zhaohe said was wrong. He also had Cen Wei, Lin Qin, Jian Fu, Ji Xiaochuan, Aunt Hui, and other friends who could understand this matter. After more than two years, he was not without gain.
Zhang Zhaohe involuntarily stretched out his hand and rubbed the pen on his chest. His eyes were hot and wet, and his neatly combed hair was blown by the mountain wind, making it a little messy.
"What is this world like? Those who inflict harm are often hidden in the vast sea of people, unscathed, while those who are unfairly treated want to gain the right to defend themselves, they must be calm, restrained, repressed, patient, and unable to If you become a complaining Mrs. Xianglin, people will only find it annoying and unwilling to listen to you, nor can you become an angry Lu Zhishen, people will find it noisy, rude, and unsightly."
"A qualified victim, You have a completely clean and flawless past, which can withstand the scrutiny of countless pairs of eyes, but as long as there is a slight flaw, your situation will become as it should be. On the basis of no flaws, you should also be decent, tolerant, soft and docile ，Have some sympathetic characters. In the face of impolite accountability, we must be careful and patient, never tire of trouble, and grind away the edges and corners. In this process, we must also learn to hold back, move with the trend, take advantage of the trend, and look down on the outcome. "
Look, it's really hard to be a victim. Thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge, but very few of them get what they want in the end. This is human nature."
Zhang Zhaohe raised his hand and pointed to the road up the mountain. A little trembling in the wind on the top of the mountain: "Look at them, they are a vast sea of people, either hiding the perpetrators or the perpetrators, but they are the people you have to win over. Oh yes, they are still what Brother Li wants. The rescued people. The more you look down the mountain, the smaller you will feel, like ants, who only know how to follow instructions, and it is difficult to think independently. Is it worth it to bow down for them?"
Li Rong looked down the mountain, the crowd was bustling along the Climbing slowly along the winding mountain road, it really looks like an ant.
Standing on the top of the mountain, smelling the refreshing air, blowing the cold and arrogant mountain wind, and looking down, this feeling is indescribable.
He didn't speak because he didn't know what to respond to, because what Zhang Zhaohe said was the truth.
In order to win, he must be cold-blooded, cunning, alert, and vigilant. He has to use all the power he can use, such as Zhai Ning, he is brave, and he even forgives what they have done against his will to gain support. The emotions can only be swallowed and digested by themselves.
He must also be strong, intelligent, and excellent enough to compress the knowledge that others need to learn for more than ten years, even knowledge in various fields, to prevent himself from falling into a trap.
It was as if he had been put into a huge human-making machine and polished in the direction of perfection. Those inappropriate edges and corners, weaknesses, and emotions would be ruthlessly eliminated and corrected.
Fate only left a gap for breathing, Cen Wei.
Here, he can breathe softly.
But he also knew that if his parents stood on the top of the mountain and faced Zhang Zhaohe's questioning, they would answer firmly and without hesitation: "It's worth it."
Even if the ants were saved, it was worth it, because in their eyes, hatred Love can never be extinguished, they still feel that the ants are united, kind, hard-working, and have a beautiful character.
Because he is willing to believe in the good side, he can also tolerate the bloody reality.
He will never be like his parents, and he will never be his parents.
He hates, he resents.
He has seen the bones at the feet of kindness, and he can't forget it.
Zhang Zhaohe looked at Li Rong's trembling eyelashes, smiled pityingly, and said meaningfully: "At the funeral, as soon as I saw you, I knew we were the same kind of people."
The old and hoarse voice poured into the eardrum along the wind, that smile seemed to be mixed with ice and snow, and it went straight to the heart, making people shiver.