Give a bellflower to the drowning ghost

-25

Rangers love games.

Everything in the game can be represented by numbers, mental value, physical value, favorability, skill points, and so on, all at a glance.

As long as you follow the task instructions, you will be able to complete the task one day and get the task reward.

It's not like reality, even if you spend so much time and energy to wake up, it's just nothing.

-26

The ranger accompanies the writer in "preparation".

Like a student who is about to take a long-distance trip, the writer is full of energy, walking around the house, sorting out his belongings, exuding a completely different look from the past.

The writer smiled and said: "The suicide note must be written, otherwise it will be bad if the police misunderstand it."

"Yeah," said the ranger.

The writer said: "I asked a lawyer to make a will in advance... Although I want to thank you very much, I guess you don't want my money."

"Yeah," said the ranger.

The writer lowered his head and rubbed the paper: "After I leave, you will encounter a lot of trouble, you may be harassed by the police for a period of time, and maybe other people will come to your door and disturb your life."

Do not say.

The writer raised his head: "But despite this, you are still willing to help me."

Please, just this, don't say it.

The writer said: "Only you are the only one in this world who can think for me from my point of view."

No.

I'm letting you kill yourself.

You are both a victim and a perpetrator, but I am only an accomplice.

I'm killing the most important human being in my life.

Please, stop emphasizing this—

The writer stretched out his hand and put his fingertips on the back of the ranger's neck, as if feeling his pulse: "Thank you...anyway."

The ranger heard himself saying, "Because, we're friends."

-27

The writer puts back on his own clothes, hides his skinny body due to illness and lack of exercise behind the shirt, and seems to be the ordinary person who stumbled to the lake again."There are no regrets anymore, and, at the end, I've done my life's work, which is great," he said with a smile.

The ranger forced a smile on his face: "A story about a perverted murderer?"

The writer shook his head.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, stepping on the grass blades lightly, making a rustling sound.He walked around the ranger and finally stopped in front of the ranger.

The writer stretched out his hands and hugged the ranger tightly.

"My highest masterpiece is you."

49

Wang Ze was preparing to return to the mountain before dark.

He climbed the mountain with the things in both hands, walking extremely strenuously, out of breath, wishing he could just throw the things on the side of the road and let the forest rangers pick them up when they patrol the mountain tomorrow.

"Young master, take up your time."

Wang Ze turned around alertly.

A person walked out from behind the shadow of the tree. He looked like he was in a hurry. Looking carefully, he turned out to be one of the little thieves who ransacked Wang Ze at the foot of the mountain.

The little thief was probably scared by Wang Ze's bodyguards last time. Seeing Wang Ze frowning, he quickly raised his hand: "Don't worry, we didn't come here to cause trouble. I just saw you, so I'll just drop by the way. Awake."

Wang Ze put down the things in his hand: "What's the matter?"

The little thief said: "The little girl who committed suicide in the mountains last time came here again. You know we do this job, so it's hard to find a note. Besides, it's too late to go back to the village now, but the forest ranger brother came back at night. Without leaving the house, I just want to trouble you to tell him, at least one life..."

Before the little thief finished speaking, Wang Ze had already run up the mountain.

50

The forest ranger found the female visitor who wanted to die again faster than Wang Ze.

The girl tried to hide the moment she saw the ranger, but failed obviously. She could only hug the tree trunk as hard as she could, as if she was worried that the ranger would send her away with such tough and terrifying methods as last time. .

The ranger didn't speak. He walked through the bushes and approached the girl step by step, sizing up his prey like a cheetah.

The girl's dress was very different from last time.Her hair was tied up randomly, and she was wearing a crumpled and ill-fitting T-shirt. Even in the dim light of the evening, the rangers could see two obvious dark circles on her plain face.

There is a world of difference between the girl who insisted on wearing high heels and walking to the lake after being exquisitely dressed.

The ranger asked gently: "You are very different from the last time we met. What happened?"

The girl stammered, "I, I want to die."

The ranger said: "I knew this last time."

The girl pressed her hand hard, and her nails were embedded in the bark: "No...it's not the same as last time. Although I wanted to die last time, I just wanted to take revenge on them. I wanted to let them know that I was in pain, so painful that I wanted to die. Tell them to stop, apologize to me, listen to me...but, but..."

The girl broke down and cried: "But when I got home, no one mentioned my suicide! Not a single person! Everyone pretended as if nothing happened! They even asked me what I wanted to eat!! Why! I'm going to die! Why don't they respond at all! It's like, like I don't exist at all..."

The ranger walked up to the girl, bent slightly, and watched the girl's expression carefully.

The ranger said: "You came here last time out of anger, but this time, you came here for yourself."

The girl cried heartbreakingly and almost screamed: "If no one sees me at all! Then what is the purpose of my persistence all the time! Every day is so hard! Every day I live like a dog! Even if I put my heart out Work hard! No one will see me——!"

The ranger said gently, "I see you."

The girl stopped crying and looked up at the ranger, sobbing.

The ranger said: "I can see you, I can see your pain. If you still had expectations for your relatives and friends last time, then now you just want to stop yourself and get a rest."

The girl's lips trembled, and there was a little hope in her eyes.

The ranger lowered his voice and said, "If you really want to leave, then I won't hinder you."

51

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Wang Ze felt that his heart was about to burst.

But after hearing the ranger's words, he really understood what it was like to have his heart burst.

Seeing Wang Ze who was coming late, the ranger reached out and patted the girl on the shoulder: "Go, I'll stop him for you."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran away.

52

Wang Ze immediately wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by the forest ranger.

Wang Ze shouted: "Get out of the way!"

The forest ranger smiled inexplicably: "What's the matter? Didn't you always want to know how the writer died? Now is the time to reveal the mystery."

Wang Ze suddenly reached out and grabbed the ranger's clothes, trying to push him aside, but found that the ranger was as steady as a rock.

Wang Ze said: "What are you doing stupid! Ah?! Do you think you have the right to do such a thing?!"

The ranger meekly still let Wang Ze grab his collar: "Yes, I think I have. This is my mountain. I am better than anyone at seeing through the sincerity of others. If someone needs a way to escape, then I should lead the way, this is my duty."

Wang Ze took a deep breath: "What about me? If I want to die too, you will watch me die and wait to collect my body?!"

The ranger met Wang Ze's gaze and said softly:

"Isn't the purpose of your coming here just to follow him?"

53

Wang Ze raised his fist and slammed it heavily on the ranger's face.

Wang Ze said, "Asshole!"

The ranger didn't resist, he just stood there, waiting for Wang Ze's fist to fall again.

Wang Ze's voice began to tremble: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The ranger was expressionless, and his eyes fell on the grass at his feet, watching his nosebleed drop by drop.

Wang Ze clenched his fist, but just pressed against the ranger's cheek: "...Do you know what you are doing?!"

The ranger twitched the corner of his mouth: "Maybe, I don't know."

"If you know, please tell me, in the eyes of those of you who have received higher education, am I helping him out of the sea of ​​suffering, or killing him?"