【Nanzhou】in the second world has lived in a small society with a little more humanity since he was a child.
In contrast, his empathy ability is stronger than "Nanzhou" and {Jiang Fang}.
Although Nan Zhou did not explain in detail, he knew that this Jiang Fang was not the other {Jiang Fang}.
His attitude is like a tolerant brother. After guessing the tendency of "Nanzhou", he does not use his own thoughts to coerce him, but only gently said: "You think so, but you still have doubts in your heart?"
"Nanzhou" nodded, and the charcoal pen outlined the lines on the paper: "... This is not right."
[Nanzhou] Patiently guide him: "What's wrong?"
"Nanzhou" can't be said well, but I generally feel sad and depressed.
When he was in a bad mood, he would paint.
But this is obviously Nan Zhou's habit.
His mind was originally pure and straight, and after his self-knowledge was forcibly torn apart, he did not have the desire to break free from the South Boat and live alone as imagined by high-dimensional people.
Because he can't hide, he can only bear all the pain in his mind ignorantly.
Seeing that "Nanzhou" was in a state of confusion, and it was difficult for him to solve himself, [Nanzhou] thought about it and said:
"I saw a story on a Chinese test paper before."
"In order to resist the flood, the red fire ants will huddle into groups, throw into the water, and find a solid good land."
"The ants on the outer layer of the ant colony will peel off layer by layer and be carried away by the flood, but the ants are still hugged in the water and resolutely not scattered, in order to protect the most central ant queen..."
Having said that, [Nanzhou] asked "Nanzhou": "The story is here, tell me, what are you seeing right now?"
… "Nanzhou" saw ants spread out with the icy flood waves.
The black ant corpses spread all over the water, like pieces of ugly duckweed, floating and sinking.
After hearing the description of "Nanzhou", [Nanzhou] already understood the knot in his heart.
He does not question the meaning of protecting the "Queen of Ants", the only beneficiary.
What he cared about was the people who were sacrificed in the process.
[Nanzhou] nodded: "You don't necessarily care about your own life or death. But you don't want us to be hurt because of your leaving. Do you?"
"Nanzhou" was silent, only nodded.
[Nanzhou] sighed slightly.
- If you can't take advantage of the greed of "Nanzhou", then use the kindness of "Nanzhou".
Is this the wishful thinking of the so-called "high-dimensional people"
[Nanzhou] asked: "Don't you hate Nanzhou?"
"Nan Zhou" shook his head, writing faster and faster, and replied seriously, "I don't know."
If he didn't hate it, he couldn't explain where this strong urge to destroy himself came from.
If speaking of hate, shouldn't he choose to live in the box world without hesitation
When the battle between heaven and man in his heart, [Nan Zhou] said: "Okay, I have no other questions. You can ask the third {Jiang Fang}'s opinion, don't care about me."
"Nan Zhou" heard what he meant, stopped the brush, and looked up at him: "But, your [Jiang Fang] he—"
"Well, I'm very reluctant to Fang brother."
[Nan Zhou]'s voice has always been sincere and gentle, but when it comes to [Jiang Fang], it becomes erratic: "...but he doesn't know."
"I like him in my heart. He doesn't know either."
"I have always had a little hope before. Thank you for telling me, so that I was not deceived into having meaningless dreams and dying of old age."
[Nan Zhou] He explained his lifelong regrets, but his tone was not so sad and angry: "I really want to see the world, but the world doesn't want to show it to me."
"I don't know that Nan Zhou, but I heard from you that he and we grew up in almost the same environment, and he is more difficult and lonely than me. It is really not easy and very difficult for him to go out. It's not easy."
"It doesn't matter if I die here. If I pull the back of another person who finally escaped, at least I... can't do it."
These remarks were extremely warm, and "Nanzhou" was stunned for a long time.
[Nanzhou] also gave him enough time to ruminate.
After a long while, "Nan Zhou" hooked his head and said softly, "You... I really don't want to kill you."
[Nan Zhou] was stunned for a moment, then put on an unpleasant cold face, and apologized earnestly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
He said, "Don't worry about me, find a way to convince that {Jiang Fang}."
"Nanzhou" took the completed page of sketches and put it in front of another "Mr. Nan": "The drawing is not good."
[Nan Zhou] Looking down at the face he had long been tired of looking at in the mirror, put his fingertips on a teardrop at the corner of his eye, stunned for a moment, raised his hand and patted "Nan Zhou" on the cheek, and said gently, "Very good. "
The scattered little dolls also brought back the box to the next world for "Nanzhou".
When "Nanzhou" held the box in his hand, before he planned to open it, he heard a low greeting from his ear: "Hey."
[Nan Zhou] said, "Don't leave in such a hurry. I want to go to Brother Fang's house."
"Nanzhou": "... huh?"
"Brother Fang has a TV at home, and there are six or seven TV series discs. There is a TV series, and I have never watched the ending."
[Nanzhou] said, "I've watched the first thirty-five episodes one hundred and sixty times since I was young, but I just haven't seen the finale."
"I want to leave a thought for myself - if you want to die someday, just tell yourself that you still have one episode of TV drama to watch."
Saying that, [Nanzhou] made a "4" gesture: "Give me forty minutes, let me finish it."
At the end, he made another joke in a cold and indifferent tone: "Maybe, after forty minutes, I will regret it and won't let you go."
"Nanzhou" is so bright and wise.
He couldn't guess, [Nan Zhou] didn't want him to ask the opinion of {Jiang Fang} from the third world.
He has dealt with {Jiang Fang}.
During this short period of communication, it is not difficult for [Nan Zhou] to find that {Jiang Fang} is a man with extreme temperament.
{Jiang Fang} may not be able to accept the results discussed by the two of them.
After forty minutes passed, even if "Nanzhou" went to the third world in a box, there was not much time left to try to convince {Jiang Fang}, at most it was enough for him to complete a sketch.
[Nanzhou] The reason given by him is also quite sufficient, and "Nanzhou" will never refuse.
This "drag" tactic can make "Nanzhou" give up his plan to persuade {Jiang Fang} after weighing it rationally.
…
"Nanzhou" stayed at home, and [Nanzhou] knocked on the door of [Jiangfang]'s house.
[Jiang Fang] wearing an apron quickly opened the door from the inside.
He was quite surprised: "Hey, can't you tell?"
[Nanzhou] Answer: "A little boy came to me just now to ask about painting."
He looked inside the house: "Do you still have my share of breakfast?"
"Of course." [Jiang Fang] smiled warmly like sunshine, "There is always a share of you."
"I want to watch TV too."
"Okay, which one?"
While speaking, {Jiang Fang} has already stepped into the house, ready to cook a meal.
"Nanzhou", who was left alone in the bedroom, stuck his head out of the upstairs window and happened to meet the eyes of [Nanzhou].
[Nan Zhou] gently bowed to him, followed the pace of [Jiang Fang], stepped into the threshold, and closed the door.
"Nanzhou" held the sketchbook diagonally, added his own image next to the portrait of "Nanzhou", and occasionally glanced at the clock on the wall.
He was wondering if [Nanzhou] would go back on it, and he was also looking forward to going back on his own.
However, time is like water.
40 minutes passed in a blink of an eye.
The streets were quiet in the daytime, and the door of [Jiang Fang]'s house showed no sign of opening.
Time has come.
"Nanzhou" opened the box and said goodbye to this world by crushing it.
When the world broke up, he couldn't help but think, at this time, [Nan Zhou] was watching the ending song of the TV series, or was holding the hand of [Jiang Fang], looking deeply at this lover who would never hope to get love from him. .
Different comments flashed across the sky one after another.
"Why not fight? I want to fight again."
"Is this a forced film to follow the plot? What about the promised free world?"
"The choice between life and death, can you not kill a life or death, but push it back and forth to be humble? It doesn't conform to human nature at all, what's the point of being a brother and brother?"
"Nanzhou" ignored the comments of the spectators, closed his eyes, leaned his body back, and let himself sink into a pool of black spring like a dream.
He fell straight back and lay on a tile that was brightly lit by the moonlight.
The full moon was in the sky, and the light and color splashed on the cheeks of "Nanzhou" like flowing water.
But Nan Zhou was indifferent to the pain it brought.
He just lay quietly until someone climbed up the edge of the house along the stairs by the balcony, poked his head from the eaves, looked at him with his chin up, and there was a little smugness and a hidden peace of mind in his tone: "I still I thought you weren't coming back."
"Nanzhou" rolled over and sat up and said, "I promised you."
{Jiang Fang}: "How do you think?"
What awaited him was a long silence.
The smile on {Jiang Fang}'s face also faded with time.
In the end, he just waited: "Let me draw a picture for you."
{Jiang Fang} turned over and jumped onto the roof.
The anger he carried was so great that three or four tiles choked and shattered under his feet.
He approached "Nanzhou" step by step, and his voice was full of sinister: "Is this your answer?"
"Nanzhou": "Yes. My answer."
He asked quietly again, "Do you want to paint a portrait?"
{Jiang Fang}'s fists clenched and loosened, secretly groaning for a while, and sketched in his mind the details of locking the "Nanzhou" with fine steel shackles.
But he believes that if "Nanzhou" dares to come back and face his own provocation, he must have been prepared to deal with him long ago.
Do it rashly, to your own advantage.
He had to forcibly suppress his anger, put his hand on the tile, and sat down with his legs crossed: "... I draw it better."
"Nan Zhou" nodded: "Yes. You are good-looking."
{Jiang Fang} sneered: "Of course. Who made me look like him?"
"Nanzhou": "But you are not him."
{Jiang Fang} let out a snort, and leaned back to support the tile surface: "I know, I can't compare."
"Nanzhou": "I didn't mean that."
"Nanzhou": "I mean, the two of you are different. No one is better than the other. He never belonged to me, and I can't even count him. You are the real existence to me."
{Jiang Fang}: "…"
This straight shot caught him off guard. He didn't know how to answer the question at all, so he had to do his best, and said grimly, "Slippery tongue. I really want to stick the pen down your throat."
"Nanzhou" blinked and asked, "Would you do this?"
{Jiang Fang} was stunned again, turned his head angrily, Yin Yang said: "How dare I. If I force you to stay, I can only trap you for one night. When the sun rises tomorrow, you will It will break my neck."
"Nanzhou" said, "I won't."
{Jiang Fang}: "Ghost letter."
"Nanzhou" said firmly: "You believe it."
{Jiang Fang}: "…"
"What's the use of my belief? The dummy in your memory is more important to you." {Jiang Fang} said sourly, "You would rather keep the fake than create new memories."
"He's not fake either." Nan Zhou retorted, "He's been there all the time."
{Jiang Fang} mocked him: "Isn't it fake for you? You don't want someone who is really around you for someone you can't meet at all? What kind of idiot can do such a thing?"
"It's not all because of him." "Nan Zhou" lowered his head and painted, "and part of it is because of you."
{Jiang Fang} said curiously, "...Me?"
"You want me to stay. So you told me when I analyzed the pros and cons, because we can keep all the memories, 'Even if reset, it's eternal,' right?"
{Jiang Fang} did say this.
"Nanzhou" said: "So, we can either have only a few hours of self for a short time, or we can meet the forced immortality in this small town, forever young, and forever trapped in prison."
"...that's the real curse, isn't it."
{Jiang Fang} was dumbfounded for a while.
He said, "Will it end with death? How generous."
"Death is not necessarily the end, it may be the beginning." "Nanzhou" said, "Perhaps, the collapse of the world is when our bondage is lifted. We can survive in another dimension and in another form."
{Jiang Fang} laughed heartily: "Little liar, are you planning to trick me into dying obediently? Where is the other world? Honestly admit, you still love that Jiang Fang, so much you are willing to die for him."
"Nan Zhou" didn't intend to deny his selfishness: "Aren't friends supposed to be like this?"
{Jiang Fang}: "'Friend'?"
"A state of interpersonal communication." "Nanzhou" explained science to him in detail, "You have reproductive impulses towards him, you want to be touched by him, and you are willing to die for him. This is a friend."
"If I was always who I am now, I can't be friends with other people." "Nanzhou" said, "I can only do it if I completely smash myself."
{Jiang Fang} stared at "Nanzhou", a storm swept across his eyes, but his face remained calm.
No one knew what he was thinking.
"Nanzhou" also followed him silently, sketched the face of {Jiang Fang} on the paper, and placed him between herself and 【Nanzhou】.
He did not draw {Jiang Fang} according to the appearance of Jiang Fang in his memory.
{Jiang Fang} is just {Jiang Fang}.
He was perfecting the details of the eyelashes when he suddenly heard a pointing voice: "Hey, 'Nanzhou', let's draw a big sun."
{Jiang Fang} stretched out his slender legs: "Anyway, there will be no sunrise to watch in the future."
"Nanzhou" nodded and obediently added bright light and shadow on the screen.
Three little ants sit in a row on the screen.
They were separated for a long time, and finally, they successfully met on paper.