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After eating the hot pot, Ye Yichen didn't want to go anywhere.

He randomly walked into a supermarket and bought a bunch of snacks.Ye Yichen knew that with his illness, he might not be able to eat anything after a while, so he should eat hard when he can eat.Otherwise, when he looks at the junk food he loves later, he may "tears fall out".

Entering the hotel room with snacks in his arms, Ye Yichen sat on the bed barefoot, turned on the TV, and opened a bag of potato chips. "Kaba Kaba", the sound of potato chips breaking, Ye Yichen's favorite sound since he was a child.

Ye Yichen liked to listen to a lot of sounds when he was a child. The sound he liked the most was the sound of potato chips being stuffed into his mouth, and the sound of "cracking" was broken, followed by the sound of crushing instant noodles, pouring them into his mouth and chewing them... Seriously. In other words, Ye Yichen didn't like this kind of voice, he just was greedy for other children's food.

Is it something that you couldn't get when you were young, but when you grow up rich, you desperately want to make up for it.So Ye Yichen developed the habit of eating snacks when he has nothing to do.I can't write the script anymore, come on, eat a box of potato chips.The mood is going to explode, come on, eat a box of potato chips.There is a lot of pressure for the exam, come on, eat a box of potato chips.I saw Song Yu holding a little boy... Song Yu didn't take the initiative to hold me, so come on, eat a box of potato chips.

Song Yu hated Ye Yichen's habit very much.He always felt that as a man, he especially liked to eat junk food. This kind of behavior could be regarded as a disgrace to the men's world.

Every time Song Yu disliked him, Ye Yichen just shrugged and said, "Oh, go away..." Then he continued to eat what he was holding, non-stop.

About him, Song Yu has never understood, nor does he want to understand.Ye Yichen touched his nose, feeling a little sad.

After biting two more potato chips, Ye Yichen glanced at the TV series.

Seeing the monk on TV with a machete on his back, blood all over his face, and coolly uttering his last words, Ye Yichen was a little embarrassed.The reason for the embarrassment is mainly: this TV series was written by him...

At that time, in order to follow the trend of "a decent supporting role must die", he wrote the ending of the monk to death.

Isn't that what TV shows do?The male protagonist was very weak since he was a child, and then he met a big brother, and if this big brother is not loyal and kind, he is bohemian.If the eldest brother looks particularly talented and has a handsome face, then this brother must be a villain without a doubt.And if this big brother is suave and loves freedom...then this person will definitely die in the end to save the protagonist, or the protagonist's girlfriend.This is called contrast cuteness, and this is called true love.

And this monk is such a cannon fodder.Back then, Ye Yichen didn't know what was going on, but he especially liked people like Lu Zhishen.So he wrote such a setting: a monk, good-looking, eating wine, eating meat and shopping in kilns, and besides the eighteen beads hanging around his neck, this man is also carrying a machete with a very long handle , You have to carry it on your back, not the kind that can be hung on your waist.The monk is not only flirtatious, but also has a bad temper. He draws out his knife when he disagrees with him. He is a man with background music... However, he died for the protagonist in the end. In Gao's way, this eldest brother died for the sake of the common people in the world. This so-called "great love" of Buddhism.

Ye Yichen has already forgotten how he felt when he wrote this monk to death, but he remembered that when he was reading movie reviews on Weibo, he saw many little girls crying heart-piercingly because of this monk. ... This drama was still popular for a long time because of this cannon fodder.

Of course, Ye Yichen thinks the main reason is that the actor playing the monk is very handsome, otherwise just put a fat man on it and see if the little girl will cry.

Ye Yichen was even more embarrassed when he heard that the monk hadn't finished his lines on TV.So he picked up the remote control and changed channels, ready to watch a movie.Before that, he opened another bag of potato chips.

This time on the TV channel, there is another man who is about to die, a soldier with a face full of dirt lying in the arms of his comrades, with his eyes slightly open, knocking at the brother who is holding him in the raging environment Baba said out of breath, "I still have 50 yuan under my pillow, I, I'm dead, remember to send it to my mother..."

If there are no dead people in TV dramas these days, they can't continue acting, right?Ye Yichen took a bite of the potato chips viciously, feeling his eye sockets moist while complaining.

When he was writing scripts when he was young, he always loved Hu Liai Lie, and he had a chuunier atmosphere. He thought his favorite scene was when the protagonist was dressed in red, with red blood on his pale cheeks, and then the protagonist died alone in the On the battlefield in the setting sun... Beside his corpse is the standing sword, implying the righteousness of standing upright. Of course, this sword must be shiny, and the blood-stained sword edge blends with the setting sun. One body or something, this is enough to be sensational, enough to make people cry...

It's just that he didn't know what kind of situation he was in when he died, and who were the people around him.Or is it that the adjective "lonely to death" will be used on him one day?

As a pseudo-literary youth who has read so many books, the former Ye Yichen thought very sincerely, if one day he didn't have a long life to live, then how would he go through the rest of the road.It's just a human being, if you want to go back and think about it, the wave will continue to wave.

In his consciousness, there are some things, just think about it, don't take it seriously.He knew that he would not die immediately, so he continued to write dog blood, continue to stay in the house, and continued to live an unchanging life, allowing this kind of life to bury his dreams and passions.

Until one day, he was really dying...

Ye Yichen has also watched so many movies about death, no matter how many times he has watched it, it is still a heavy topic.At this moment, Ye Yichen, who was sitting on the bed, couldn't help but feel pain in his head, sore nose, and stuffy throat because the topic was too heavy.

Today's potato chips are really bad, Ye Yichen thought.

What should he do?What can he do in the remaining less than half a year?Ye Yichen put down the potato chips, he suddenly didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to be alone quietly.He himself didn't know whether he didn't even have the courage to think about it at such a juncture?

After an unknown time, Song Yu called from Beijing.

The ringtone of the mobile phone was extraordinarily loud in the empty and drowsy room, abrupt and strange, which startled Ye Yichen.

Ye Yichen still barely remembered that he seemed to have quarreled with Song Yu in the morning, right?Song Yu was able to take the initiative to call, and he didn't know what was going on.

In their relationship, except in bed, Song Yu has never been the active party, let alone Song Yu can take the initiative to find him after a quarrel.

But no matter what, Ye Yichen wouldn't pick it up.

It's just that Song Yu seems to be very persevering recently, and he can always make several calls in a row. Ye Yichen got tired of listening, and directly pressed the button to turn off the phone.

The daze is interrupted, and it is very difficult to pick up again.

Ye Yichen sat quietly for a while, feeling so bored that he had no choice but to get out of bed and put on slippers, then took out a large box of milk from a plastic bag, took the milk, put on his clothes and went out.He remembered that the night view of a place here was particularly beautiful.

……

While walking by the river, Ye Yichen sneezed.He pulled up the collar of his clothes, opened a corner of the milk carton, and took a sip, damn it, it was cold.

Ye Yichen walked towards the middle of the bridge.

This is a big bridge, proudly above the river.It's just that no matter how domineering the bridge looks, the water in the south is always gentle and gentle.

Ye Yichen found a place with few people and stood still, looking at the river quietly, his eyes drifting away and further away, wanting to see the end of the river all the time.

There are many night lights hanging on the bridge, and the lights on the tall buildings are also on, reflecting layer after layer of light and shadow on the water surface, stretching to far away with the waves of the water.Seeing the night like this, Ye Yichen was a little moved.

Ye Yichen has not been to many cities. He didn't have the opportunity to go before he went to university. After graduation, he basically stayed in Beijing for various reasons.He never told Song Yu that he actually didn't like this city.

He doesn't like the crowded people in Beijing, he doesn't like the rushing traffic, he doesn't like the smoggy weather, he doesn't like being in this city, and he has no other friends except Song Yu...but he never told Song Yu.

Even though Ye Yichen doesn't like Beijing city so much, the night in Beijing city is still beautiful.It seems that as long as the sun goes down and all the lights in the city are turned on, no matter how crowded and disturbing the city is during the day, she will still be beautiful.

The wind blows softly, a little wet and a little cold.

Ye Yichen took one last look at the light in the distance, wanting to engrave it in his heart forever.

Perhaps, this is the last time he came to Chengdu, the city where he stayed for four years.

……

When he returned to the hotel, Ye Yichen washed his face, then turned on his phone and called Song Yu.

He told Song Yu seriously that he would return to Beijing tomorrow morning, and he had something to tell Song Yu.

……

When standing on the bridge a few hours ago, Ye Yichen thought a lot.

He recalled almost all of his little half of his life, and he even vaguely remembered his father's ashen and blood-stained face when he died.

Ye Yichen thought, he can't go on like this anymore, there are less than six months left in his life, 180 days left, it sounds scary.

He wants to leave Song Yu, and he wants to let the last more than 100 days belong to himself only.No one can influence, no one can invade.

When he was still young, he thought that if one day he knew that he was going to die, he would definitely not spend the rest of his time on the hospital bed, looking at the pale wall.He was such a freedom-loving person at his core...he couldn't bear to lie in bed like a puppet, and he couldn't breathe just thinking about it.

Now, he has a new opportunity.

He can give himself a new start, can't he?

To do those things he wants to do, to those places he wants to go, to think about those problems that he has never been able to figure out.

This is an opportunity, isn't it?

Sometimes death doesn't mean disappearance, it means new life.

Ye Yichen clutched his chest, where it was throbbing wildly with excitement, and even felt a little hot there.Yes, a new start, without any worries, without any involvement!

He broke up with Song Yu when he went back. This is also an opportunity for Song Yu, isn't it?Song Yu can live the life he really wants, with someone he really likes, maybe Song Yu can even reconcile with his parents...

It's good for both of us, isn't it?

Ye Yichen lay on the bed, covering his eyes with his hands.Hot tears fell from his eyes and overflowed from between his fingers...

Yes, this is indeed the best arrangement.

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