Give a bellflower to the drowning ghost

-02

The forest ranger took the clothes off the branch: "You go, this kind of thing is not allowed here."

The person who claimed to be a writer smiled and said: "I thought there was only one ranger here, and the life and death of human beings was not within the scope of your work."

The ranger said: "Although the contract didn't say so, my salary will still be deducted."

The writer said, "What if I give you some money?"

The ranger frowned: "You want to pay for suicide?"

The writer winks at the ranger: "Can't you?"

"No," said the ranger dryly, "because I hate suicide."

After the ranger put on his clothes, he turned to look at the writer, wondering why he was still standing here: "Why, why are you still standing here with the cheek?"

The writer smiled and said, "Just one question, how do you know that I want to commit suicide?"

The ranger glanced at the visitor, turned his head and left.

The writer stayed for a while, then followed up with a smile: "This character...why is he so likable."

-03

It's raining.

It's the time of the Awakening of Insects, the spring thunder is moving, and the rain is pouring down on the mountains and forests.

The ranger thought that today's bath was for nothing, and then he looked back, and saw that the culprit was following him in the rain.He didn't know where to take out a small pink clip, and clipped his hair back, exposing his smooth forehead.The writer staggered along the road with one hand on the trunk of the tree, and the other hand barely covered the rain that slapped his face, one foot deep and the other shallow.Seeing the forest ranger turn his head to look at him, he tried to speed up to catch up, but he tripped over a tree root and fell all over the mud.

The forest ranger couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled him up. He didn't dislike the mud on his body, and led him away half-pulled and half-supported: "Hurry up, if thunder hits your head in the forest, you won't be able to survive."

The rain was too heavy, and the writer's voice seemed to be separated by a wall: "It sounds like it fits my wish."

The ranger said: "If you can be satisfied in this way, you won't come to this remote place."

The writer was a little surprised: "Not only are you very sensitive, but you also have a good heart?"

The ranger gave him a supercilious look: "Shut up."

The ranger took the writer to his ranger cabin.

The writer imitated the forest ranger, took off his clothes, and then tried to wipe off the mud on his face with the corner of the clothes that was still clean. The forest ranger picked up the water ladle that was put aside, and took some rainwater to wash his face.The two of them stripped themselves naked under the eaves, scrubbing their bodies in the rain.

The writer said: "I kind of understand the idea of ​​exhibitionism, and I feel quite comfortable like this."

"I'm not that pervert, I just like being naked in my house," the ranger said.

The writer pointed out: "But you showed me."

The ranger said blankly: "Then you can go down the mountain and call the police, saying that you were frightened by me."

The writer said: "Or send you a certificate, saying thank you for pulling me back from the brink of death."

The ranger leaned his back against the wall and said flatly, "It's a lie again."

The ranger entered the house, took out dry towels and clothes, and boiled a pot of hot water.

The writer thanked him, took a sip from the hot cup, took out a cute little medicine box from his wet clothes, and swallowed the medicine with hot water.

Two people sat at the door, each holding an old cup, staring at the forest outside the eaves that was bathed by spring rain.

The writer suddenly said: "You are so sensitive and speak so straightforwardly, you probably have no friends."

The forest ranger said: "It's okay, anyway, I have bought five insurances and one housing fund."

44

Wang Ze took a ride to the only middle school in the town.

It was summer vacation, and the children in the village were lazily playing basketball games with insufficient numbers on the playground.Wang Ze found the teacher on duty and made up an excuse to see the ranger's graduation photo, but the aunt saw through it.However, the slightly older teacher was very active in this matter and led Wang Ze to the archives room.

"It's a good thing someone came looking for him," the auntie stepped on the bench with some difficulty and opened the file cabinet, groping and searching. "He guards the mountain alone, and he doesn't go down the mountain once a week. He bought something and left, so how can he find a partner. It’s a pity that when he was studying, he was in a hurry to rush home, and he didn’t know much about his classmates back then, so it’s hard to eat grass by the side of the nest.”

Wang Ze took the photo album she pulled out: "Go home...is his home far away?"

The aunt wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, Wang Ze quickly took out a tissue and handed it over: "He doesn't have a home, he lives on that mountain! Our small school doesn't have any student dormitory, let alone a teacher's dormitory. He gets old every day." Get up early to go to school, and have to go home to cook after school. If it weren’t for the conditions of his family, maybe he would have gone to college, so why should he stay on the mountain and suffer. So, people, the most important thing The only thing is to cast a good tire..."

Wang Ze took the opportunity to interrupt his aunt's nagging: "But I've never heard him talk about his family..."

The aunt said: "Hey, you'd better not mention this in front of him. He was thrown into the mountain when he was a child. An old man brought him up and wanted him to take his job. The child is honest and honest. I really left it there... Hey, I finally found it! It really is the last time I read it and put it in the wrong place!"

Wang Ze quickly took the dusty photo album. With the help of his aunt, he found the indifferent face of the forest ranger from a pile of heads with extremely low pixels.

The forest ranger in the photo is slightly sideways, as if he wants to leave quickly after the photo is taken.

Only then did Wang Ze realize that he didn't know why the forest ranger stayed alone on that mountain, like an ascetic, patrolling day after day, year after year, without a partner or friend, except for those who came to commit suicide People and those habitual thieves at the foot of the mountain, he hid in the deep mountains and wild forests as if avoiding all opportunities to contact with humans.

After thanking the aunt, Wang Ze finally asked: "Who is the person who came here before me to look through the files?"

45

Wang Ze went back to the mountain with bags of snacks and canned food.

The forest ranger saw Wang Ze's figure from a distance, opened the door for him, and took the things in his hands.

Let's be forgiven, Wang Ze thought.

Wang Ze opened a bag of potato chips and handed it to the ranger: "May I ask a question?"

The ranger said, "It seems that you have had a very fulfilling experience today."

Wang Ze bit the potato chips: "I said I would get to know you."

The ranger said: "The consultation fee is one yuan every six seconds."

Wang Ze went straight to the point: "Why did you choose to stay in this mountain after graduation?"

The ranger looked at Wang Ze for a while with a look of "you are so troublesome beyond my expectation".

With a potato chip in his mouth, the forest ranger said casually: "I was abandoned on the mountain when I was just born. The previous ranger picked me up. He left when he was too old, and this place was given to me. He has no other place to live except here, so I don't have one either, and it's okay to live here, so I haven't moved anywhere."

Wang Ze said: "But there is no need to hide in the mountains all the time and keep out of contact with the outside world. Even if this is your home, you can also engage in other professions."

The ranger leaned back against the wall and said, "There is no other profession that basically does not need to deal with humans like this."

Wang Ze felt that his tone was a little too worried: "What did humans do to you?"

"It's okay," said the ranger.

46

The Ranger said, "What was your graduation meal like?"

Wang Ze said: "I went to sing K, rented a big private room, and then drank and played games...these are all routine activities."

The ranger said: "Our country is much simpler, so it's really just a meal."

He said: "At that time they found a restaurant, dozens of people in the whole class were crowded into one room, it was very noisy, and they couldn't hear what others were saying at a little distance. I just sat there and watched them because I I laughed out loud when I couldn't understand the words, I just felt that the noise made my brain hurt, and I didn't understand why they were so emotional."

"But sitting next to me is a person who is very good at dealing with people. She puts on proper makeup and can always bring the topic to a suitable and interesting place. Everyone likes her, even I have been taken care of by her, and I don't feel very cold or out of it."

"But when I looked at her, I didn't feel admiration or envy. What I thought at the time was that this was too tiring. If I were to get closer to someone like her, I would definitely start to hate myself. I couldn't be like her. I can feel happy because I can communicate with more human beings. So I choose a way of life to get along with plants."

Wang Ze really never thought that the forest ranger would give him such an answer: "Then I put a lot of pressure on you?"

The ranger said: "Don't worry, boss, although I don't like contact with humans, I still like human technology and cultural products very much, and you can bring me these, so you are almost my favorite human now .”

Wang Ze said: "...Thanks to the great love?"