Meet Me in the Empty Mountain

On the night when she received her ex's wedding invitation, Lin Wan sent three words to her best friend Su Jian, whom she hadn't contacted in three years: "Are you leaving or not?" One was forced to work overtime for 47 consecutive days by a workplace PUA. A guy just smashed his cheating boyfriend's office through with a hammer. They drove an old car left by Lin Wan's mother, with a fuel tank that could only run three hundred kilometers. But it headed all the way west, towards western Sichuan with an altitude of 4,200 meters. In the wind like a fish's roe, Lin Wan shouted until her voice became hoarse: "Fuck Luo Yi! Fuck the wedding invitation!" Su Jian squatted next to her and shouted louder than her: "Fuck Lu Dahong!" The wind tore the sound into pieces and smashed it against the snow-capped mountains. Lin Wan said: "I'm not here to fulfill my mother's dream. I'm here to die. I died here." Su Jian stretched out his hand: "Are you done with death? Get up and leave when you're done." They have encountered poisonous snakes and bears. Been wet in the rain, been hungry. This is not redemption, it is two broken people picking themselves up piece by piece in the wilderness. Empty mountain with no people. But the empty mountain meets me.