In the corner of the library, Jiang Yi said "please" three times in a row to grab a socket. Xu Xingmian smiled and pushed the power strip. When his fingertips touched, Jiang Yi's heart beat like a drum.
Later, Jiang Yi became his "follower": accompanying him to copy poems, drinking American wine, and taking elective poetry classes, just to see his reddish ears when called on. Xu Xingmian complained that he was noisy, but she would put hot milk on him when he stayed up late and carry him to the infirmary when he was injured.
On the rooftop of the dormitory, Xu Xingmian kissed Jiang Yi with a slight bitterness of beer foam. "Don't regret it," Jiang Yi said tremblingly, holding the corner of his clothes. "I'll depend on you for the rest of my life." Xu Xingmian bit his earlobe and smiled.
The accident is hidden in the medicine box. When Jiang Yi found out, he had already taken most of the white pills, and the word "depression" was like an ice pick piercing his eyes. "I'm afraid you might find me troublesome," Xu Xingmian lowered his head and counted his fingers.
Jiang Yi learned to take care of him until he saw his bleeding gauze. He broke the celadon cup. Xu Xingmian smiled and cried: "I'm so bad." Jiang Yi knelt down and hugged him: "Let's take good care of him."
The condition was good and bad until the night of heavy rain. "Jiang Yi, I can't hold on anymore." When the news came, Jiang Yi ran frantically to the artificial lake and only caught a wet hem of his clothes.
At the funeral, Jiang Yi clutched the ring and saw the last page of Xu Xingmian's diary which read: "When I meet you, I know the taste of sunshine. But my dead tree cannot catch so much light."
He donated the library corner in Xu Xingmian's name and cleaned it every weekend. On the day of graduation, with two school badges pinned to his academic uniform, the wind blew through the corridor, like a young man saying in his ear: "Jiang Yi, I'm here."
Purpose: Resist domestic violence and understand what depression is