Fukui Asami came to Nojuyama again.

She wore the dress and knitted jacket she wore when she last came. The breeze blew, waving her beautiful long hair dyed in chestnut, and her beautiful face was faintly visible. She had no expression on her face, but her emotions emerged from her eyes - emotions that she never dared to show.

Perhaps she is just a product, standing in the spotlight and becoming a product for everyone to watch. She cannot have her own negative emotions, because her job is to bring positive energy to everyone and make everyone laugh.

You can't have your own emotions.

Fukui Asami tightened the canvas bag on her back tightly. The weight made her lift her right shoulder unconsciously. The quiet forest in front of her relieved her mood even more and more breathless.

She wanted to be a tree, especially when she saw the mountains and forests swaying.

Grandma told her that forty or fifty years ago, there was a mountain god in Yeju Mountain. There were gods in the mountains, but there was no fixed shrine because the gods were foreigners.

At that time, a tourist from the next heaven settled down in Yeju Mountain. Since then, magical things have continued to happen.

One day, a burning wildfire rose from the forest next door and eventually spread to the front of Yeju Mountain. The flames were moving, but they could not get close to Yeju Mountain.

Grandma said that the Celestial Man stood opposite the forest fire like a wall, with heat waves attacking but he could not go any further. Then the sweet rain from the sky destroyed the fierce fire.

After that, the villagers around Yeju Mountain communicated with the Celestial Man intentionally or unintentionally. Every family would go to him if they had an unreasonable illness or encounter evil demons, and they could also solve it.

But with the development of society, people no longer believe in these strange things, and they are sick and have some things to say. In addition, residents move, so when they grow up in Chaomei, she only heard her grandmother tell stories about Yeju Mountain without personally experiencing them.

The grandmother she loves the most and is also her closest to died three years ago.

After that, Akami began to pay attention to Nojiyama.

When she was following Nojiyama, Tokumi had become an idol. She was so popular that she was full of hope for the future. But under the blow of reality, she finally became what she is now.

To die, to live or not.

Yejuyama is a psychologist for Komi. She put all her thoughts into the mountains and forests. But now she really can't hold on and embark on an extreme road.

She found the tree she was optimistic about. Although it was in autumn, the branches and leaves on the top were dense and thick. The two of them could only hold it together. Chaomei walked under the big tree, looked up at the branch closest to her, put down the canvas bag, and took out the things she had prepared - a hemp rope, a small stool for foot pads, and a written suicide note.

She folded the canvas, stepped on the stool, and tied a knot around the branches.

Komi put the rope on her chin and held it on both sides. When she actually made this decision, she would inevitably feel fear. But she was soon replaced by another emotion.

If she has a next life, she wants to be a tree. The mountain god of the Wild Mountains, please, if you really exist, please meet my small request.

Tears slid across the cheeks. Asakami had already made up his mind and suddenly a voice sounded when he was about to put down his hands.

"Hello!"

Chaomei moved her hand and subconsciously raised her head. When she looked down, she found that the two people appeared next to her at some point.

A middle-aged man in Tang suit couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he had an indescribable temperament. The other was a young man, who was handsome and had very short hair. He had a hairstyle that was rare in neon young people but was very suitable for him. He showed his beautiful facial features.

"ah."

Chaomei didn't know what to say, and she was a little panicked. She never expected that someone would come to Yejushan at this time. She was found out that she wanted to commit suicide. Chaomei was a little embarrassed, even guilty and embarrassed. Fortunately, it was night now, and the night was covered by the night.

"Do you want to commit suicide?" Yang Xiaoxing didn't expect that he and Bai Ze would encounter this situation on the way back.

"Eh?" Chaomei couldn't understand, "What, what?"

Yang Xiaoxing almost forgot that he was in Neon, waved his hand to Chaomei and signaled her to wait, took out his cell phone from his pocket and clicked on the translation software.

"Do you want to commit suicide?"

Yang Xiaoxing raised his phone over his head, and the mechanical female translator sounded on the empty mountain.

This situation is a bit subtle now.

Chaomei met a foreigner, and when she was about to commit suicide, the foreigner took out a translation software to communicate with her. Everything that had been left behind was filled with her mind when she was stunned.

Regarding family, career, your own fans, and so many people who have expectations for you. And the imagination about the future that Komei has formulated.

She didn't know if she should die.

But now it is difficult to get on the verge of being a tiger, and it is really embarrassing to commit suicide in front of strangers.

Yang Xiaoxing was afraid that the other party would not hear it, so he repeated it again, holding his mobile phone and repeating it mechanically. He was still waiting for the reply from Chao and the United States.

In this situation, ordinary people either persuade them in a hurry, call the police immediately, or pretend to not see them indifferently. But Yang Xiaoxing is an alternative, so he puts it here to ask if he wants to commit suicide.

Chaomei took a deep breath and decided to come back again in another day. She did not answer Yang Xiaoxing's question, and she got off the stool on her own and put the rope and stool into her canvas bag.

Bai Ze looked at the current scene next to him and suddenly felt empathy. Yang Xiaoxing's brain circuit was really incomprehensible.

Chaomei lowered her head and packed it up. After packing it up, she said to Yang Xiaoxing: "I'm sorry to bother you."

Yang Xiaoxing understood this. It was very simple. He looked at Chaomei and looked at the tree and typed the following sentence.

"Actually, this tree is not suitable for the job you do."

“···Huh?”

"The trunk you choose will break if you add your weight."

"···knew."

"If you have any ideas about this, you can walk forward for another ten minutes. There is a tree that is more suitable than this one."

"···OK."

"Ah, by the way. I suggest you don't come these two days. The weather forecast says there will be rain." Yang Xiaoxing continued, "The mountain road is not easy to walk."

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After saying that, Yang Xiaoxing looked like he was leaving, but in the end he stopped and turned around and said, "It's better to commit suicide in another place. There are not many people here and the body is not easy to be found. Or you can leave me a contact information and call the police when you die."

Chaomei felt that her mentality was about to be broken by Yang Xiaoxing.

"Thank you, no need." Asami couldn't help but get angry.

Yang Xiaoxing smiled silly: "I'll say one last word."

"Can you listen to me tell the story about the sacred tree of Yeju Mountain? Really, there is a tree on the mountain that is quite magical."

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Chapter completed!