The stuffed oil bottle stood on the snow-capped mountain with a solemn expression. I don't know what kind of emotion it is, but I know that these snow-capped mountains have a special meaning to him.
It is conceivable that it is impossible for him to be completely blank at this time. Everything here must have a considerable relationship with him, but I don't even have a guessing direction.
The stuffy oil bottle stood like this for a long time.
We did not move on that night, but dug a snow nest in the snow, covered it with tarps, lit a smokeless stove, and spent the night.
The next day, we set off again with our luggage and continued to the mountains.
Along the way, I was the only one who kept talking, talking about the beauty of the world, about where it hasn't been, and where there are incomparably tempting food.
He never spoke, nor did he show any boredom.
In fact, I didn't know what he was interested in. I searched all the time I was with him, looking for some things that he seemed to be interested in.
For example, he always looks out the window, I think he may have a special preference for traveling.
At the beginning, the density of my persuasion was quite high, but afterwards, the road became more and more difficult to walk, and my physical exertion increased. I can only move forward in silence.
After walking for a few days in a row, we have entered the snow canopy area without any bare ground, but covered with snow-capped mountains. Standing on a high place and looking behind him, all the villages when he came were invisible.
At a glance, I saw the Changbai Mountain range without a trace, among which there are thousands of peaks and valleys, many of which are inaccessible.
I can no longer judge whether our route this time is consistent with the route we used to enter the mountain last time.
I remember that when Shunzi brought us here, he told me the names of some mountain peaks, Sansheng Snow Mountain and Yaozi Snow Mountain. The appearance of those peaks at that time seemed to be different from what I see now.
I remember Pan Zi still had all kinds of ridicules at the time, but now the mountains and people are a different scene.
On the third night, we set up a tent for the night. It was very close to the line I set to separate before. It is estimated that it is only one day away.
That night, we found a relatively dry place and started a fire. Sitting in front of the fire, he silently cast sunlight on me for the first time.
I also stared at him for a long time. He kept watching like that, and I began to judge whether the focus of his eyes was me.
But when I found out that he was really looking at me, I found it very strange. I said: "What's wrong with me, is there a monster behind me?"
I asked a few times, but he didn't respond. I think this person is not particularly normal. I definitely can't understand or need to understand this situation.
But after a while, he suddenly asked me for a cigarette.
I handed it to him, thinking he was going to chew directly as before. Unexpectedly, he was set alight in the fire, and then he really smoked.
"Yah actually knows how to smoke." I was secretly shocked.
Under the light of the fire, he suddenly said: "When are you going to follow?"
I couldn't help but stunned, and said: "It has nothing to do with you, this is my own business."
He said: "If you continue to follow me, I will knock you out tomorrow."
I looked at his expression and knew that he was definitely not joking. I couldn't help but know what was wrong. I stammered: "You, what do you want to do? Don't mess around."
He said: "You will be fine."
I was really angry and funny, and said, "I won't let you knock me out."
He said indifferently: "Then you can run away now, or from now on, keep a considerable distance from me."
I said: "How far is it?"
Muyou said: "As long as you are within a hundred meters from me, I can hit you with a stone. I will carry you to a safe place. When you wake up, you will no longer find me."
At that moment, I stayed for a while, and I suddenly realized that although this kind of dialogue is fun, the meaning behind it is very clear.
He didn't want me to continue to send it. He obviously didn't believe the idea that I would give up when I reached that line. He still followed his own rhythm. He felt that it was time to separate now.
I said, "Can't you think about it seriously? Does it make sense for you to do this now?"
"Does something like meaning make sense?" Booyou Ping rarely showed a little care for the word "meaning". He looked at the burning campfire and said, "The word meaning itself has no meaning. "
I looked at him for another three minutes, said nothing, then turned and walked into the tent.
I gave up, I really have nothing to say. If possible, I would like to go up and smack him a few mouths. I think it is unlikely that he will immediately turn over and pinch my head.
But it is very likely that I can't hit him, his speed is too fast. If it is scolding him, it is like scolding a stone, and there is no pleasure at all.
I have said everything that should be said, and I know that it is useless to do anything now.
Anyway, there is only one day away. Instead of getting to the line I set myself, I continued to struggle and helpless until I collapsed, and finally stunned by him, it is better to just give up here, I can still stay here. , Watched him disappear in the snowy field.
I have decided at this point, and I will go back as soon as it breaks tomorrow. I will make a mark here, and I will worship here every year in the future and sweep the tomb.
I lay in my sleeping bag, feeling depressed and unable to sleep. After lying down for more than ten minutes, the stuffy oil bottle also walked in and began to organize his own things. It was sorted out-after a while, he said, "Goodbye."
I said, "My friend, let's go tomorrow, I won't follow you again." He nodded and took out the night watch equipment and left the tent. My heart is full of despair.
You are a good friend who insists on hunting for death. You look at him, but you can't stop him. There is a layer between you and him, and you can't penetrate something with any tool.
You can touch this thing in any way, but you can't find a gap to break it.
After I made the decision, I was very sad, but I also felt that it was time for me to understand and understand the sentence of the stuffy oil bottle: the word "meaning" is meaningless in itself.
I turned my face away, calmed down slowly, ignored the people outside, closed my eyes and calmed down.
I fell asleep without knowing it. Then, without knowing how long he slept, he was awakened by a strange sound.
That voice sounded like a group of strange people singing in my sleep. The singing is melodious, and the number of people seems to be particularly large. It feels very strange to hear it in such a place.
After I woke up, I opened my eyes and realized that it was the sound of the wind.
My tent is swaying from side to side, and the wind lanterns used for lighting inside seem to fall down at any time, and the light will be bright and dark for a while.
I got up and went out and found that there was a strong wind around me, and the wind was blowing into the valley with snow chips. The stuffed oil bottle was not around, and his luggage was gone.
He left without saying hello. I touched my head to see if he had stunned me while I was sleeping. It's okay on the head. It seems that he didn't even knock me out when he saw me falling asleep.
I looked at the sky again and knew it was going to be bad. In this weather, if you hesitate any longer, you will definitely be unlucky. The first heavy snowfall in Changbai Mountain is definitely coming today.
If you go further in the mountains, you will basically die in nine deaths. I saw that the stuffy oil bottle didn't even take away any food, and I was full of emotion, knowing that everything was a foregone conclusion.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the tent is about to be blown into the air. I checked the time and walked back for three days to find a place for supplies.
And the earlier I walked, the less chance of being caught up by the blizzard, so I started to pack everything I had.
When I installed everything, I saw the snow on the surrounding snow slopes fluttering in mid-air with bits and pieces, and everything seemed to fall apart at any time.
Before this, I think there is still a chance of surviving the oil bottle. Even after I return to the tourist area, if I tell them that a person in this mountain is missing, they may send people into the mountain to search. Many people say Maybe you can tie the stuffy oil bottle out.
But under the current weather conditions, I am afraid that even if a group or a teacher is sent in to search, the stuffy oil bottle will not have a chance of surviving.
Fortunately, he has no relatives and no worries.
There is an old Chinese saying: After eating a heavy weight, you will become more determined. No one can change what is determined by the stuffy oil bottle.
When I came here, I was doing my best. I suppressed all the sadness in my heart, and then started to walk back.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, so I took a few steps. Suddenly, large swaths of snow on the snow slope in front of me slid down, making my road more and more difficult to walk.
After a few hundred meters, I went around a mountain pass and found it was bad. The mountains in front all collapsed, and I saw a snow pack that I hadn't seen before.
I climbed a few meters up, and I was dizzy at first sight. These snow bags messed up all the routes I had taken when I came. I didn't know which way I should go back at a glance.
I lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and wondered what to do. After all, it is relatively close to the tourist area. Anyway, I have a way to get out. I'm afraid that if I go in the wrong direction, it will be troublesome.
Although I was very sad about the fate of the stuffy oil bottle, it was still quite depressed to think that I might die before him.
It's like a person who is dying of a serious illness. Basically, after you go, you are the kind who is going to attend his memorial service.
But after arriving, the dying dying man was waiting for you with a submachine gun. When you arrived, he swept you a shuttle, you fell into a pool of blood, and then he himself fell into the coffin and hung up.
You are lying on the ground, seeing your body rushing out, how complicated the emotions in your heart will be.
I feel this way now.
After smoking, I continued to climb, and suddenly I found a lot of fist-sized snowballs streaming down my head.
Snowballs vary in size and are obviously formed naturally. I looked up and saw that the snow landslide above was quite severe, and there were slices of snow slope breaking and sliding straight down.
I climbed up cautiously, and when I reached the top of the mountain, I immediately found a way to go forward.
My heart settled down. I went down from the top of the mountain to the other side of the mountain, which was a sunny side.
I looked up and saw the sun rising from behind the mountain, and the opposite slope was like a huge mirror. I felt a warm feeling surging up all over my body, and then, I suddenly found that the surrounding area turned pink and became very blurred.
I was stunned, and asked my heart what was going on. Then I realized that this is snow blindness. I immediately closed my eyes, and I knew that I would never use my eyes anymore. If you use it again, it will be completely black in front of you, and you can't see anything.