A gentle breeze blew, rustling the leaves, occasionally accompanied by birdsong.
Zhang Wenliang glanced at the people climbing about a few dozen meters away from them, then continued to climb upwards with Wen Ying.
In about three minutes, they arrived at the cave Zhang Wenliang had mentioned.
When I was a child, the cave seemed enormous, but now it suddenly feels small and low.
Wen Ying listened to Zhang Wenliang's lament without saying anything. She suddenly remembered her own past.
She used to live in a fairly large village, and it took her five minutes to run from her grandmother's house to her own home every day.
She remembered that the road was a bit long, she remembered that the houses along the way were somewhat tall, she remembered that the road was very wide.
But when she grew up and returned to her hometown many years later.
Suddenly, it felt as if all the houses had become shorter, and the once unreachable eaves could now be touched with a simple jump.
The roads had indeed become wider, but she always felt that the sky she saw when she looked up was a bit lower than it had been when she was a child.
When I was a child, places that seemed incredibly vast and took forever to walk through now only take a few minutes.
Everything seemed to have changed, yet everything also seemed to have remained the same.
The only difference was that there was no one left in her hometown for her to miss.
The place where I grew up, I probably will never return to again.
For many people, growing up is a continuous process of leaving and letting go.
It is often said that older people tend to be nostalgic, but Wen Ying feels that this in-between age makes one even more fond of reminiscing about the past.
In the end, he didn't enter the cave. After reaching the summit, Zhang Wenliang no longer saw anyone climbing the cliff opposite.
The two sat atop the mountain, gazing at everything beneath their feet, taking in the expanse of the world around them.
For Zhang Wenliang, it was a moment filled with emotion; it had been a long time since he last came.
For Wen Ying, there was never any nostalgia, after all, this was not the place where she lived.
"Sister Wen Ying, I think I've figured out the answer."
"What do you choose then?"
"The second personality is also myself; I think coexistence is the fairest."
"Not afraid?"
Zhang Wenliang shook his head.
"Not regretting?"
Zhang Wenliang shook his head, "I don't know either, but I know that I won't regret it now. Whatever psychological issues, whatever second personality, those are my own problems, and I must overcome them."
Wen Ying didn't say anything more, nor did she try to console him. Zhang Wenliang was a genius, the kind of top student protagonist you'd find in a novel.
People like this have their own way of living and thinking.
The only thing she could do was sell him a talisman.
"Wen Ying, I never really liked going online before, but now I think it's actually not bad to go online occasionally. I want to follow you, Wen Ying."
Zhang Wenliang, who had found a reason, opened his phone and the long-neglected Weibo app.
After logging in, he searched for the psychologist Wen Ying and then clicked follow.
After finishing these tasks, Zhang Wenliang, who had originally planned to leave, caught sight of a photo of Sister Wen Ying.
Looking closer, did he see himself?
Which part of Wenxiang Street are you filming?
Are they those reporters?
"Wen Ying, are we trending?" Although he didn't play, Zhang Wenliang still knew about trending topics. After all, he wasn't a caveman; he was a modern person.
Zhang Wenliang opened the trending topics, and his expression froze instantly.
Originally, he thought he and Sister Wen Ying had trended together, but now it seemed that it was Sister Wen Ying who brought him into the trending topics.
Three out of the top ten trending searches are about Sister Wen Ying.
#New Director Scammed, Dr. Wen Steps In
#Dr. Wen and the Super Scholar Together
#Dr. Wen lifts a person with one hand
The next two trending topics, Zhang Wenliang was present and knew what was going on, so he clicked on the first trending topic.
When he saw the new director being swindled by his own brother, he just found it absurd!
Are there still such foolish people these days?
Zhang Wenliang clicked on the comments under the trending search:
[As expected! No lawbreaker can escape from Dr. Wen's livestream!]
[Good heavens! We've been brothers for so many years, and I never knew my brother had billions in wealth?]
[After seeing this trending topic, I immediately beat my brother half to death. What should I do if he doesn't admit he's a billionaire?]
[Such a foolish director, are you sure this isn't part of the script? Where are there any fools among the rich?]
You upstairs don't understand, do you? In Dr. Wen's livestream, there's also a rich second-generation guy who's a bit foolish and got scammed out of a lot of money by a woman! Not all rich people are smart!
[Crying! Why can't I get over my issues, brothers? Can I just surf the internet in peace?]
[Hahaha! I clicked to check, and it really is Second Generation Bro upstairs. This is hilarious, hahaha!]
[So does Second Brother have to be dragged out and flogged by Dr. Wen's livestream viewers every time? Feeling sorry for Second Brother for a few seconds!]
[Has this person also been sent in to work on the sewing machine? We just want to ask, when will Dr. Wen appear on a variety show?]
"Wen Ying, are you really going to participate in the variety show?"
Hearing Zhang Wenliang ask this, Wen Yi leaned over to take a look at the phone, "Four million to participate, earn some retirement money."
"..."
Goodness, is Sister Wen Ying planning ahead? At such a young age, is she already thinking about retirement?
This must be what they call "involution" on the internet.
Just four million, if he had the time, he would like to participate as well.
However, thinking about his studies, Zhang Wenliang still believed that his education was the most important.
"When Wen Ying's variety show airs, you must tell me. I'll drag my roommates to watch Wen Ying's show together!"
"Don't, don't, don't. You geniuses should focus on studying hard in university, spend more time in the library when you have free time, and don't watch variety shows. You all belong to the country!"
"Sister Wen Ying, are you worried about leading me astray?"
Zhang Wenliang asked with a smile.
"I just think that since I can't make any significant contributions to the country, I should encourage others to do so. For example, you. Look at you, you're so talented, you were born to belong to the country, right? Your ideals, your ambitions, your future perfectly align with the development of the country. It's simply a perfect match."
Zhang Wenliang nodded earnestly in agreement.
He indeed thought so, which is why he had already booked a flight for tomorrow to return to school.
The classes he missed over the past few days were all recorded by his roommates, and he made sure to study them every night before resting.
"Wen Ying, I don't know when we'll meet again next time. Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"One thousand yuan for a dose, do you want it?"
"Yes."
"Scan the code."
At the picturesque mountaintop with fresh air, Zhang Wenliang unhesitatingly opened the payment page and began scanning the code.
The notification sound of a thousand being credited seemed particularly loud here.
This scene seems quite harmonious.
"Here, take this."
Zhang Wenliang couldn't see where Wen Ying had taken the item from; it was a very small pouch.
About the size of an egg.
Zhang Wenliang held the small bag. It looked quite ordinary, like the ones sold at Uncle Zhang's grocery store for two yuan each.
Just opening the small bag, inside was-