Journey to the Stars

Showers without warning have been going on for a whole week, dyeing the city gray and black.The locals say that this situation is like going back to the Huangmei rainy season in June and July. The damp and sticky water vapor even smells sour from the sheets.People under low pressure live in a hurry, like moths trapped in a spider's web, obliterating all vital thoughts.

Who is God crying for?

Earlier, Xinrou learned that Wei Chao's parents had returned to school to go through the formalities.She looked at the despairing eyes of her uncle and aunt from a distance, her haggard and unhuman face, probably the more calm and silent she was, the more grief that could not be dispelled was brewing.As the saying goes, there is nothing more sad than heart death, being a parent is simmering dry and getting wet, a lifetime of hard work is for the sake of the children, humility is for the sake of the children, arguing with others is also for the sake of the children, happiness is because of the children, and unhappiness is also because of the children.After all, before he had time to put on the square hat, he asked the white-headed man to send the black-headed man.

Wei Chao's medical examination report showed skull fracture, brain contusion, and acute internal hemorrhage. The head that hit the ground first was seriously injured, and died on the third day after being seriously injured and comatose.After the accident, the school did not disassociate the relationship, nor blocked the news, but promised to the outside world to fully assist in the investigation of the incident, and will not tolerate the student who caused the accident.At the same time, the opening ceremony of the Cultural Week was canceled, and the museum was closed for a semester as a mourning for the deceased.Perhaps, in the face of such a tragic event, there will never be a good result, but at least it is more correct to publicly announce the ins and outs and actively seek solutions than to keep silent.

Xinrou posted an article about campus bullying on the school forum, titled "Life is never allowed to be used as a joke", the content is as follows:

Adolescence is the most important period of shaping our psychology and physiology. Once negative emotions are not channeled and regulated in a timely manner during this period, the shadows left behind will often accompany us for many years, and some even affect our lives.

However, in the environment we live in, we will always encounter one or more bullied objects. According to a report released by UNESCO, nearly 2.46 million people are bullied on campus every year around the world, even in some developed countries , the survey shows that about one out of every four to five people has suffered from school bullying, and many of today's social celebrities have spoken out for anti-bullying because of such experiences.It can be seen that campus bullying has already become a worldwide problem.Some people are affected by their appearance and figure, some by their clothing, some by their personality and behavior, some by the disparity between rich and poor, and some by race and cultural differences.A song by the Taiwanese band Mayday reads: If all human faces are all the same, then the difference between you and people depends on how you live!

The ancients also advocated seeking common ground while reserving differences, but campus bullying is just the opposite. The victim's little difference is exchanged for seemingly endless days of high pressure and fear.Many of them will have related sequelae afterwards, such as social impairment, mental illness and suicide-whether direct or indirect.

The irony is that there is a ghost-like perpetrator living in his heart, and he loves to use "it's just a joke" as an excuse to whitewash his bad behavior and serious injury, and gradually "joke", "just kidding", "just teach me a lesson" "Developed into a common banner of the collective, if anyone out of concern or on the opposite side may also become a public enemy and be involved in the vortex of violence together.So whenever faced with such a thing, very few of us will bravely rush forward, while most of us sympathize with the victim and are only willing to hide in a safe area.

We have all forgotten that each individual is a life, and life is never allowed to be used as a joke!

We even forget that indifference is also an accomplice!

I am very fortunate and thankful that I am a well-connected person, and I grew up with almost no exposure to campus bullying.Until this unfortunate incident that happened around me made me reflect deeply, we, who have been standing under the sunny blue sky, should not ignore our companions hiding under a certain dark cloud, and stretch out our hands to pull them over .Since we are all in the same sky, why can't we have the same weather?

Bearing the consequences for one's own actions, not taking the lead in bullying, slandering, and crowding out others, and at the same time taking an extra step, and doing one's best to protect others, this is also the basic principle of being a human being.Finally, I also implore the country and the society to pay more attention to the issue of bullying in the future, establish and improve targeted relevant laws and regulations, and establish and increase more anti-bullying organizations among the people, especially schools.Perhaps, our helping hands may not be able to protect the victims, but I believe that giving will really lead to better results than not giving!

After class, Xinrou knocked on the door and walked into the counselor's office after hearing the response.The counselor came to find Xinrou and told her that this article had been reprinted on the school's official website, and the school chose to draw attention to campus bullying at different levels by not avoiding suspicion.Secondly, the topic of their conversation during this period was always inseparable from a certain person. After recording a few days of statements from the police, he seemed to have disappeared without contact. Everyone wanted to find out where he had gone.Witnessing the tragic accident of a friend, at this age, no matter how many partings you have experienced and how strong you can bear it, you can't let it go, right?

There is very little family information filled in the address book, and the column for parents' contact information is still blank, which makes the counselor even more anxious.In a blink of an eye, the National Day holiday passed, and the counselor wanted to get more clues from his close classmates and friends.But unfortunately, Xinrou really doesn't know anything.She asked the dorm band members, and it was the same.After Xing Yi disappeared, everyone was in no mood to rehearse. Gao Jieliang re-made the door number of the dormitory, and added Xing Yi's card portrait on the bottom line.But after thinking about it, I didn't know which column to move to. After a long time of gesturing, I could only transfer to [Lang].

Xinrou came out of the office dejectedly, someone accidentally bumped into her while passing the corridor, and all the documents in her hand were scattered on the ground.The man was carrying an electric guitar and squatted down to help her pick up materials.Xinrou raised her head and looked at the other party: a man with a stern temperament, with a straight nose bridge and thin lips, a black coat that fully reveals his straight body, and the collar is raised high, with a setting that is difficult to approach in the aura .

"Where is the office of the Department of Journalism? I want to find someone," the man said.

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The key was inserted into the lock, and the door opened with a slight twist and push.The room was as bright as day, which made Yan Hai even more worried.He contacted Xingyi as soon as he came back to Shanghai, but no one answered the phone.He knew that Xing Yi had never been very talkative, but he would definitely not be silent, and something might have happened.After that, he simply went to the school to inquire, and happened to meet a quiet and elegant girl, and learned some recent developments from her.If he can't even find anyone here in his old residence, he will have nothing to do.

The floor was littered with musical instruments and records, some covered in dust.Yan Hai also put the ochre-red guitar on his shoulder aside, and walked straight to the bedroom.There was also light in the room, and he went in to see that Xingyi was curling up beside the bed with his arms around his knees.He put on the headset and closed his eyes tightly. His white skin became thinner when the light hit him, and the messy and wildly long hair on his forehead hung down to cover his depressed face.Yan Hai felt the almost deafening strong rhythm from a long distance away, so he snatched his mobile phone and looked at the playlist, he couldn't help being surprised.

He actually has been looping a lot of death rock!

Yan Hai immediately tore off the headset jack, taking away the world in his ears.Xing Yi went crazy, Yan Hai hugged his frail shoulders tightly, as if taking in a homeless child.

"A few days ago, I dreamed that you were standing on the edge of the cliff with your back facing you, and you didn't respond to your calls. When I approached, you jumped off, and I looked down, leaving only fragments of stars falling down." Yan Hai He also said that the bar will not be very busy for the time being, so he went back to Shanghai to have a look.

Xing Yi remained motionless.

"Tell me what's wrong?"

"go away!"

Suddenly, Xing Yi screamed out desperately, so hoarse that it made people's ears uncomfortable: "Why is the sky so unfair, why should we give him hope, why should he reform, if you want to take him away from the beginning if!"

"It's none of your business, it's all accidents." Yan Hai knows Xingyi's past well, so he knows that his grief comes from self-blame for not being able to help his friend to be rescued, and also from himself who has substituted the past.Although he and Wei Chao haven't been together for a long time, they unknowingly regard each other as a mirror image of growth, like another self reflected.Xingyi's encouragement gave Wei Chao the courage to reform, and Wei Chao's transformation also spurred Xingyi.Xingyi believes that he can lead his friends out of the life of being bullied, gradually build up self-confidence and become respected by others, and embark on a better life trajectory.As a result, his death was unexpectedly accelerated, as if he had buried himself with his own hands.

"Why do you care about me so much? No one cares about me since I was a child! I'm a useless piece of trash, you just throw me downstairs and smash me into pieces." Xing Yi's tone became more and more trembling as he spoke, fisting his hands towards the wall Beat hard again and again.

"No! You, I'll take care of it!" Yan Hai was very annoyed by his self-destructive words. He didn't even know about such a serious matter, and finally found out about it from a female student.After speaking, he grabbed Xingyi and dragged him to the edge of the balcony fence, "Don't you want to jump off the building? Jump!"

Xingyi, whose center of gravity was facing down, didn't know whether he was unable to stand still or wanted to die, Yan Hai was so frightened that he suddenly increased his strength in grabbing the person's hand.During the pulling process, the two lost their balance and fell to the ground. The cigarettes and lighters on Yan Hai's body fell out, and he punched Xingyi mercilessly.

"Are you crazy?" Xing Yi hit him back.

"I should ask you this, I'm going to wake you up!" Yan Hai punched him again.

"Mind your own business!" Xing Yi roared angrily.

Two young men of about the same size fought each other as hard as they could on the narrow balcony until one hit a tile and the other a drainpipe.The two exhausted people were spread out on the cold floor, their noses were sweating, and they were gasping for breath.Yan Hai patted the back of his head, it was all right now, he also knocked out the bag.

The best way for a boy to calm his mind is to fight hard with someone.

"I don't have the strength to sing anymore," Xing Yi said.

Music is his dream, but his good friend draws the end of his life on a stage. If he stands on the stage in the future, how can he express his emotions with singing?

Yan Hai couldn't offer any comfort, so he sighed in vain.

The room was lit with aromatherapy, and the playlist was replaced with soothing and relaxing light music. The only thing he could do for his brother was to let him sleep.

"Don't turn off the lights!" Xingyi begged.In the darkness, terrifying scenes would flash in Xingyi's mind, the sound of heavy objects colliding, the suffocating dust and even the sound of bones breaking, it was too appalling, and I couldn't linger on it no matter what. go.

"Okay." Yan Hai did one last thing for his younger brother, replacing the lights in the room with low-wattage projection lamps, and the rotating dots of light were projected onto the ceiling and walls, forming a quiet and peaceful starry night sky.

Yan Hai frowned for him comfortably, watching him pull off the quilt and fall into a heavy sleep before closing the door with peace of mind...

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This sleep lasted until the afternoon of the next day before Xing Yi woke up from the daze.

I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and it's rare that I don't have nightmares, and my head doesn't hurt much.He walked out of the hall and looked around for a while without seeing Yan Hai, only to see a small note left on the table, which read: The silver whistle is in my hand, if you want to get it back, follow the location on your phone before dark find me.

Xingyi turned on the phone and found that the positioning software was newly installed. The location shown on it was Gongqing Forest Park in Yangpu District. Looking at the time, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.Xing Yi immediately went to the destination, thinking that Yan Hai is not such a boring person, what is his intention?

After entering the park, follow the instructions and run all the way, and finally come to a place called [Road of the Brave].Yan Hai had already stood at the ticket gate with a mysterious and unpredictable posture, and got inside again in the blink of an eye.Knowing that he was playing tricks, Xing Yi still chased him without thinking.

[Road to the Brave] Obstacle-survival training similar to military exercises requires participants to successfully cross multiple events in the shortest time, including five-step piles, single-plank bridges, high-board jumping platforms, ladder climbing, low-pile nets, snakes Rods, aerial ziplines, driftwood river crossing, etc., are intended to enhance the participants' speed, endurance, courage and physical coordination.

Having not had a good rest for a long time and having a fight last night, Xing Yi soon became weak in limbs and was easily left behind.However, aerobic exercise can accelerate the secretion of psychotransmitters such as endorphins and dopamine, and after warming up, it effectively eliminates most of the fatigue.

Xingyi stared at the positioning software from time to time, and the final location was near the pigeon house in front.

At this time, the setting sun had already set on the hazy horizon, and the afterglow was still tenaciously piercing through the dense lead gray clouds.Nearly exhausted, Xingyi climbed up to the roof to look for the silver whistle. Wei Chao didn't leave many relics behind, but what the old man gave him turned out to be a souvenir that accompanied the last days of his life.However, the silver whistle is not here, only the positioning software is still beeping, Xingyi thought of dialing Yan Hai's cell phone, and soon the ringtone came from the tree growing next to the pigeon house.Xingyi raised his hand and took off the silver whistle and mobile phone tied to the branch.

Unexpectedly, the dilapidated planks on the roof immediately fell apart due to their limited load-bearing capacity, and Xing Yi fell down in a helpless posture.The raised pigeons flew out with a whoosh, the waving white wingtips were dyed sallow by the setting sun, and dropped large flecks of feathers shaking with bright spots.

Xingyi picked up the phone and saw that his brother had left a message:

The road of life is like this "Road of the Brave". After starting, you can only run tirelessly, for yourself and for those who have given you courage.Even if the actual battle is lost, but who said he has not won the inner battle?

At this moment, Xing Yi, who had restrained himself for countless days, allowed tears to flow down his entire face, crying wantonly...