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裂爱

第四章：信任的裂痕与PUA的初现

江述的工作室，曾是他自由创作的天地，如今却仿佛成了一个无形的牢笼，压抑着他的灵感和热情。他坐在堆满摄影器材的房间中央，手持相机，却怎么也找不到按下快门的冲动。他的脑海中不断回响着顾言对他作品的评价，那些看似温和却充满否定的话语，如挥之不去的阴影，让他对自己的能力产生了深深怀疑。

顾言开始更频繁地出现在江述的生活中。他不再只是偶尔拜访，而是几乎每天都会来工作室，或邀请江述去他的公寓。他依然温柔体贴，关心江述的身体和情绪，但对江述的控制也越来越明显。

“今天感觉怎样？有没有按时吃药？”顾言走进工作室，手里提着保温壶，里面是精心熬制的汤。他脸上带着一如既往的温和笑容，但江述觉得这笑容背后似乎隐藏着一些他无法看透的东西。

“还好，药一直按时吃着。”江述放下手中的相机，勉强挤出一个笑容。他的目光有些闪躲，不敢直视顾言的眼睛。

“那就好，一定要好好照顾自己。你的身体，不但是你自己的，也是我的，更是我们的未来。”顾言走过来，轻轻抚摸江述的头发，动作亲昵而温柔，但语气中带着一丝不易察觉的占有欲。

江述心跳微微加速，感到顾言的触碰依然甜蜜，但更多的是压迫和不安。他不知如何回应顾言，感到自己仿佛被无形的网缠绕，无法挣脱。

顾言放下保温壶，走到江述工作台前，拿起他刚拍的一些照片。他表情瞬间严肃，眉头微皱，仔细审视每张照片。

江述心跳提到嗓子眼，紧张地看着顾言，等待评价。他知道顾言对他的作品越来越不满意，但他还是忍不住渴望得到他的认可。

“这些照片……怎么说呢，总觉得有些不对。”顾言终于开口，语气平淡直接，没有一丝委婉。

江述的心猛地一沉，他感到自己的希望瞬间破灭了。他努力控制住自己的情绪，尽量让自己的声音听起来平静一些。

“哪里不对？是构图？还是光线？还是……”江述试探性地问道，他的声音有些颤抖，带着一丝不易察觉的乞求。

“都有些问题。”顾言摇头，目光仍停在照片上，似在寻找更多缺点，“构图死板，光线平淡，缺乏视觉冲击力。而且，主题太阴郁，没有一点积极向上的感觉。”而且，这些照片的主题……还是太阴郁了，没有一点积极向上的感觉。”

江述脸色更苍白，感到自信一点一点被顾言话语蚕食。他知道自己的作品一直都带着一些阴郁的色彩，那是他内心世界的真实写照，他以为顾言能够理解。但他现在发现，顾言不仅不理解，甚至还在试图改变他，否定他。

“我……我只是觉得，这就是我眼中的世界。我很难拍出那些所谓的‘积极向上’的照片。”江述的声音越来越低，越来越沙哑，带着一丝不易察觉的痛苦。

“我明白，你心情可能低落，看世界的方式也悲观。但这不意味着，你要一直沉浸在这情绪中。”“你该试着走出来，发现生活中的美好，用镜头捕捉光明的瞬间。这对你病情，对我们未来，都有好处。”顾言转过身，走到江述面前，他的语气依然温柔，但却带着一种不容置疑的意味。

江述沉默，感到顾言的话似在否定他的创作风格和表达痛苦的方式。他开始怀疑自己是否有能力拍出“光明”作品，是否能取悦顾言。他感到内心仿佛被撕成两半，一半渴望顾言认可，一半在痛苦挣扎。

“我……我会努力。”江述最终选择妥协，不想与顾言争吵，害怕失去这份难得的温暖。

顾言对江述的回答似乎很满意，点头露出赞许的笑容。

“你能这么想，我就放心了。记住，你的作品不但是你自己的表达，更是你与世界沟通的桥梁。”你该用镜头传递积极能量，感染更多人，而非总是沉浸在自己的小世界里自怨自艾。”顾言轻声说道，他的语气温柔而坚定，仿佛在引导着一个迷途的羔羊。

江述点了点头，他感到自己的内心，仿佛被一股无形的压力压得喘不过气来。他开始努力地迎合顾言的喜好，他开始试着拍摄一些“光明”的作品，但他却发现，自己越来越迷失方向，越来越找不到自我。

他开始变得不像自己。

他不再拍摄那些充满阴郁和诗意的城市夜景，而是开始拍摄一些阳光明媚的风景照，他不再关注那些在黑暗中挣扎的灵魂，而是开始关注那些笑容灿烂的面孔。他的作品变得越来越平庸，越来越缺乏灵魂，他感到自己正在逐渐失去自己的特色，失去自己的声音。

但他不敢告诉顾言。他害怕顾言会失望，他害怕顾言会离开他。他太害怕孤独了，他太害怕再次坠入黑暗的深渊了。

所以，他只能默默地忍受着，默默地迎合着，默默地在顾言的“爱”中，逐渐迷失自我。

除评价江述作品外，顾言还在其他方面暗示其病情是两人关系的负担。

“你最近睡眠如何？有没有按时吃药？有没有做些放松练习？”顾言坐在床边，轻轻地抚摸着江述的额头，他的动作温柔而体贴，仿佛在照顾一个生病的孩子。

“还好，睡得还行，药也按时吃着，练习……偶尔会做一些。”江述的声音有些虚弱，他感到自己的头有些昏沉，可能是因为最近一直失眠的缘故。

“那就好，一定要好好休息。你的身体，不但是你自己的，也是我的，更是我们的未来。”顾言轻声说道，他的语气中带着一丝不易察觉的暗示。

江述心头微震，感到顾言的话似有所指。他想起了自己最近的状态，他总是感到疲惫不堪，情绪也起伏不定，这似乎给顾言带来了不少困扰。

“对不起，我最近状态不太好，可能给你添麻烦了。”江述的声音低了下来，带着一丝内疚。

“傻瓜，别这么说。”顾言笑着摇头，笑容依然温柔，但江述觉得这笑容似乎少了些真诚，“我照顾你是应该的，你生病了，我当然要照顾你。只希望你能快点好起来，这样我们就能一起做更多的事，有更美好的未来。”

江述心中更难受，感到顾言的话似在暗示他的病情是两人关系的障碍，只有尽快好起来，才能配得上顾言的“付出”。他开始感到自己是一个累赘，一个拖累，他觉得自己配不上顾言的爱。

“我会努力的，我会尽快好起来的。”江述的声音哽咽了，他感到自己的喉咙有些发紧，他想要说很多感谢的话，但他却一个字也说不出来。

“我相信你，你一定可以好起来的。”顾言笑着说道，他的笑容依然温柔，但江述却觉得这笑容里似乎隐藏着一些他无法理解的东西。

两人之间的相处，渐渐地变成了一种奇怪的模式。顾言依然温柔体贴，关心江述的一切，但他的言语中却越来越多地带着暗示和控制，他试图改变江述的创作风格，他暗示江述的病情是两人关系中的负担，他让江述感到内疚和自责。

而江述则越来越沉默顺从。他他努力迎合顾言喜好，试图成为顾言眼中“更好”的人，却发现自己越来越迷失方向，找不到自我。

他渐渐变得不像自己。

他不再是那个充满激情和灵感的摄影师，而成了小心翼翼、唯唯诺诺的恋人。他不再敢表达真实想法，总是选择沉默妥协。他感到自己正一点一点失去独立性和自我价值，变成顾言的附属品。

他开始怀念以前的自己——那个敢于用镜头表达痛苦绝望、敢于与世界对抗的自己。但他再也回不去了。他已被顾言的“爱”牢牢捆绑，无法挣脱，也不敢挣脱。

他害怕失去顾言，再次坠入黑暗深渊。他只能在顾言的“爱”中继续沉沦迷失，直到彻底失去自我。

信任的裂痕在他们之间悄无声息地蔓延开来。

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Split Love

Chapter 3:Undercurrents Beneath the Sweetness

Jiang Shu was finally discharged from the hospital.

He returned to his studio located on the outskirts of the city,a loft transformed from an old warehouse.The space was spacious yet desolate.Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows,electrical wires crisscrossed and distant,blurry buildings loomed in the distance.This place had once been the source of his inspiration,where he had captured countless amazing works.But now,it was filled with nothing but endless silence and emptiness,a reflection of his inner world.

Gu Yan would occasionally come to visit,always with a gentle smile,carrying some fruit or flowers,like a considerate lover.He would carefully inquire about Jiang Shu's health,care about his diet and sleep,and chat with him,listening to stories from his past.

"How do you feel after being discharged?Do you feel any discomfort?"Gu Yan sat on the sofa in Jiang Shu's studio,his gaze softly falling on Jiang Shu's face,with a hint of concern in his tone.

"I'm fine,much better than when I was in the hospital,"Jiang Shu sat opposite him,his face still somewhat pale,but his spirit seemed much better than in the hospital.

"That's good.You must take your medication on time and let me know if you feel any discomfort,"Gu Yan admonished,his tone serious and earnest,like a responsible parent instructing their child.

"Okay,I know,"Jiang Shu nodded,a warm feeling welling up inside him.He felt that Gu Yan was not just his doctor,but more like a caring lover.

After Jiang Shu's discharge,the relationship between the two had subtly changed.They were no longer just doctor and patient,but more like a couple.Gu Yan would take Jiang Shu's hand,whisper in his ear,and give him a warm hug when he was tired.Jiang Shu also began to respond to Gu Yan's tenderness,preparing a cup of coffee for him,quietly accompanying him when he was busy with work,and offering a comforting smile when he was down.

Everything seemed beautiful and sweet,as if they were the happiest couple in the world.But beneath this sweetness,there were some barely perceptible undercurrents.

Under the guise of"caring,"Gu Yan began to gradually interfere with Jiang Shu's life.

"What are your plans after being discharged?Regarding work…"Gu Yan asked casually,but his gaze was fixed on Jiang Shu's eyes.

Jiang Shu was silent for a moment,unsure of how to answer.He hadn't worked for a long time and didn't know if he still had the ability to pick up a camera and face the world again.

"I…I haven't decided yet.Maybe I'll take a break for a while,"Jiang Shu's voice was hesitant,feeling as if he had lost the ability to plan for the future.

"Taking a break is good.After all,you haven't fully recovered yet and need to take good care of yourself,"Gu Yan nodded,his tone gentle and considerate,but his next words carried a subtle hint,"However,even during your break,you should maintain a regular schedule and not confine yourself at home all the time.Going out for walks and breathing fresh air will be beneficial for your condition."

"Okay,I will,"Jiang Shu nodded,feeling that Gu Yan's words seemed to imply something,but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

"Also,be mindful of your social interactions.I'm not saying you should cut off all contact with friends,but try to minimize contact with those who bring you negative emotions and focus more energy on your treatment,"Gu Yan continued,his tone still gentle but with a subtle undertone of dominance.

Jiang Shu's heart sank slightly,feeling that Gu Yan seemed to be hinting that he should reduce contact with certain friends.He thought of his good friend Lin Qing,a warm and cheerful girl who had selflessly helped and supported him during his most difficult times.

"Are you talking about…Lin Qing?"Jiang Shu asked tentatively,his voice a bit dry.

Gu Yan's expression froze for a moment,but quickly returned to calm.

"I'm not saying she's bad,but I think she might not fully understand how you're feeling right now.What you need now is peace and rest,not too much disturbance,"Gu Yan explained,his tone sincere and patient,as if he was really thinking for Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu was silent,not knowing how to refute.Gu Yan's words seemed reasonable,but he felt something was off.He remembered the words Lin Qing had once said to him,those words that encouraged him to cheer up and supported him in picking up the camera again.

"Maybe…"Jiang Shu eventually chose to compromise.He didn't want to argue with Gu Yan;he was afraid of losing this rare warmth.

Gu Yan seemed satisfied with Jiang Shu's response,nodded,and revealed a gentle smile.

"I'm relieved to hear that.Remember,the most important thing for you now is to rest well and recover soon.Only when you're better can we have a longer future together,"Gu Yan said softly,with a subtle hint of possessiveness in his tone.

Jiang Shu's heartbeat quickened slightly.He felt that Gu Yan's words seemed to carry a special meaning,giving him a sense of sweetness but also a vague sense of unease.

In addition to interfering with Jiang Shu's social life,Gu Yan also began to offer more and more"suggestions"on his photographic works.

"I've looked at some of the photos you've taken recently.Hmm…they seem a bit too gloomy,lacking some positive elements,"Gu Yan sat in Jiang Shu's studio,flipping through his recently shot works,his brows slightly furrowed,seemingly dissatisfied with the photos.

Jiang Shu's mood immediately became somewhat heavy.He knew that his works had always carried a somewhat gloomy tone,a true reflection of his inner world,and he thought Gu Yan would understand.

"Is that so?I…I just feel that this is the world I see now,"Jiang Shu's voice was a bit hoarse,with a subtle hint of defense.

"I understand that your work is an expression of your inner world,but that doesn't mean you can only see the dark side,"Gu Yan said patiently,his tone still gentle but with an undeniable undertone."You should try to discover the beauty in life and capture those bright moments with your lens.It will also be helpful for your condition."

Jiang Shu was silent,feeling that Gu Yan's words seemed to negate his creative style and the way he expressed his pain.He began to doubt whether he really had the ability to produce"bright"works and whether he could truly please Gu Yan.

"Maybe…maybe you're right.I'll try to change,"Jiang Shu eventually chose to compromise again.He didn't want to disappoint Gu Yan;he wanted to become the"better"person in Gu Yan's eyes.

Gu Yan seemed satisfied with Jiang Shu's response,nodded,and revealed an approving smile.

"I'm relieved to hear that.Remember,your work is not only your own expression but also a bridge for you to communicate with the world.You should use your lens to convey positive energy and inspire more people,"Gu Yan said softly,his tone gentle yet firm,as if guiding a lost lamb.

Jiang Shu nodded,feeling as if an invisible pressure was pressing down on him,making it hard to breathe.He began to try to cater to Gu Yan's preferences,attempting to produce"bright"works,but he found himself increasingly losing direction and himself.

He started to become unrecognizable to himself.

He stopped taking moody,poetic city nightscapes and began to shoot bright,sunny landscapes;he stopped focusing on souls struggling in the dark and turned to faces with radiant smiles.His works became increasingly mediocre and soulless,and he felt himself gradually losing his unique style and voice.

But he dared not tell Gu Yan.He was afraid that Gu Yan would be disappointed and leave him.He was too afraid of loneliness,too afraid of falling back into the abyss of darkness.

So,he could only endure silently,cater silently,and gradually lose himself in Gu Yan's"love."

He didn't know how long this would last or how long he could hold on.He only knew that his heart was dying bit by bit.

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裂爱

第三章：甜蜜下的暗流涌动

江述终于出院了。

他回到了自己位于城市边缘的工作室，那是一间由旧仓库改造而成的loft，空间宽敞却冷清。巨大的落地窗外，交错着��线和远处模糊的楼群。这里曾经是他灵感的源泉，他在这里拍摄过无数令人惊叹的作品，但现在，这里却只剩下无尽的寂静和空虚，如同他内心的写照。

顾言偶尔会来拜访，总是带着温和的笑容，手里提着一些水果或鲜花，仿佛一个体贴的恋人。他会仔细地询问江述的身体状况，关心他的饮食和睡眠，还会陪他聊聊天，听他讲述一些过去的事情。

“出院后感觉怎么样？有没有觉得哪里不舒服？”顾言坐在江述工作室的沙发上，目光温柔地落在江述的脸上，语气中带着一丝不易察觉的关切。

“还好，感觉比在医院里好多了。”江述坐在他对面，他的脸色依然有些苍白，但精神看起来比在医院时好了许多。

“那就好，一定要按时服药，有什么不舒服一定要及时告诉我。”顾言叮嘱道，他的语气严肃而认真，仿佛一个负责任的家长在叮嘱自己的孩子。

“嗯，我知道。”江述点点头，心中涌起一股暖流。他感到顾言不仅仅是他的医生，更像是一个无微不至的爱人。

江述出院后，两人之间的关系发生了微妙的变化。他们不再仅仅是医生和病人，而更像是一对恋人。顾言会主动牵起江述的手，轻声细语地在他耳边说话，疲惫时给他一个温暖的拥抱。江述也开始试着回应顾言的温柔，主动为他准备一杯咖啡，在他工作繁忙时给予安静的陪伴，在他心情低落时送上安慰的微笑。

一切看起来都很美好，很甜蜜，仿佛他们是世界上最幸福的一对。但在这甜蜜的表面下，却隐藏着一些不易察觉的暗流。

顾言开始以“关心”之名，逐渐干涉江述的生活。

“你出院后，有什么打算？工作方面……”顾言看似随意地问，目光却紧紧盯着江述的眼睛。

江述沉默了片刻，他不知道该如何回答。他已经很久没有工作了，他不知道自己是否还有能力拿起相机，重新面对这个世界。

“我……我还没想好，也许会休息一段时间吧。”江述的声音有些犹豫，感到自己似乎失去了对未来的规划能力。

“休息一段时间也好，你的身体毕竟还没完全康复，需要好好调养。”顾言点了点头，他的语气温和而体贴，但接下来的话却带着一丝不易察觉的暗示，“不过，休息时也要注意规律作息，不要总把自己关在家里。多出去走走，呼吸新鲜空气，对你的病情有好处。”

“嗯，我会的。”江述点了点头，他感到顾言的话似乎意有所指，但他又说不出哪里不对劲。

“还有，社交方面也要注意。我不是说要你完全断绝和朋友的联系，但尽量减少和那些给你带来负面情绪的人的接触，把更多精力放在治疗上。”顾言继续说道，他的语气依旧温柔，但却带着一丝不易察觉的强势。

江述心中微微一沉，感到顾言似乎在暗示他减少和某些朋友的来往。他想起了他的好友林清，一个热情开朗的女孩，曾经在他最困难的时候给予他无私的帮助和支持。

“你是说……林清吗？”江述试探性地问，声音有些干涩。

顾言的表情微微一僵，但很快又恢复了平静。

“我不是说她不好，只是觉得她可能不太能理解你现在的心情。”你现在需要的是安静和休息，而不是过多的打扰。”顾言解释道，他的语气诚恳而耐心，仿佛真的是在为江述着想。

江述沉默了，他不知道该如何反驳。他感到顾言的话似乎很有道理，但他又觉得哪里不对劲。他想起了林清曾经对他说过的话，那些鼓励他振作起来，支持他重新拿起相机的话语。

“也许吧……”江述最终还是选择了妥协，他不想和顾言争吵，他害怕失去这份难得的温暖。

顾言对江述的回答似乎很满意，点了点头，露出温柔的笑容。

“你能这样想，我就放心了。记住，你现在最重要的是好好休息，早日康复。”只有你好了，我们才能有更长久的未来。顾言轻声说道，语气中带着一丝不易察觉的占有欲。

江述的心跳微微加速，他感到顾言的话似乎带着某种特殊的含义，让他感到一丝甜蜜，但同时也感到一丝隐约的不安。

除了干涉江述的社交，顾言还对他的摄影作品提出了越来越多的“建议”。

“我看了你最近拍的一些照片，嗯……感觉有些过于阴郁，缺乏一些积极向上的元素。””顾言坐在江述的工作室里，翻看着他刚刚拍摄的一些作品，他的眉头微微皱起，似乎对这些照片并不满意。

江述的心情顿时变得有些沉重。他知道自己的作品一直都带着一些阴郁的色彩，那是他内心世界的真实写照，他以为顾言能够理解。

“是吗？我……我只是觉得，这就是我现在看到的世界。”江述的声音有些沙哑，带着一丝不易察觉的辩解。

“我明白，你的作品是你内心世界的表达，但这并不意味着你只能看到阴暗的一面。”“你应该试着发现生活中的美好，用镜头捕捉那些光明的瞬间，这对你的病情也有帮助。”顾言耐心地说道，他的语气依旧温柔，但却带着一种不容置疑的意味。

江述沉默了，感到顾言的话似乎在否定他的创作风格和表达痛苦的方式。他开始怀疑自己是否真有拍出“光明”作品的能力，是否真能取悦顾言。

“也许……也许你是对的。我会试着改变一下。”江述最终还是选择了妥协，他不想让顾言失望，他想要成为顾言眼中那个“更好”的人。

顾言似乎对江述的回答很满意，他点了点头，脸上露出了一个赞许的笑容。

“你能这样想，我就放心了。记住，你的作品不仅仅是你自己的表达，也是你和世界沟通的桥梁。你应该用你的镜头，去传递一些积极的能量，去感染更多的人。”顾言轻声说道，他的语气温柔而坚定，仿佛在引导着一个迷途的羔羊。

江述点了点头，他感到自己的内心，仿佛被一股无形的压力压得喘不过气来。他开始努力地迎合顾言的喜好，他开始试着拍摄一些“光明”的作品，但他却发现，自己越来越迷失方向，越来越找不到自我。

他开始变得不像自己。

他不再拍摄充满阴郁和诗意的城市夜景，转而拍摄阳光明媚的风景照；不再关注黑暗中挣扎的灵魂，而是关注笑容灿烂的面孔。他的作品变得越来越平庸，缺乏灵魂，他感到自己正逐渐失去特色和声音。

但他不敢告诉顾言。他害怕顾言会失望，他害怕顾言会离开他。他太害怕孤独了，他太害怕再次坠入黑暗的深渊了。

所以，他只能默默地忍受着，默默地迎合着，默默地在顾言的“爱”中，逐渐迷失自我。

他不知道这样的日子还要持续多久，也不知道自己还能坚持多久。他只知道，自己的内心正在一点一点地死去。

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Split Love

Chapter 2:Weaving the Trap of Tenderness

In the following days,Gu Yan's"special"attention to Jiang Shu became even more evident.He would set aside more time each day to visit the ward,patiently inquiring about Jiang Shu's medical condition and psychological state,encouraging him to speak more and express his feelings.Gu Yan would also take the initiative to discuss topics related to photography with Jiang Shu,sharing his views on certain photographic works and even bringing in photography albums to enjoy together.

"The light and shadow treatment in this photo is very delicate.Look at the contrast between light and dark here.It not only highlights the outline of the subject but also creates a mysterious atmosphere…"Gu Yan pointed to a photo in a photography album and explained softly.His voice was deep and magnetic,with a unique charm.

Jiang Shu listened quietly.It had been a long time since he had focused so intently on appreciating photographic works.Gu Yan's explanation was easy to understand and insightful,rekindling his interest in photography.He began to try sharing his own thoughts and some of the works he had previously taken.

"I used to love taking pictures of city nightscapes,especially on rainy nights.The neon lights reflecting on the wet ground create a kind of hazy light and shadow that always gave me a special feeling…"Jiang Shu's voice gradually softened,and a rare smile appeared on his face.

Gu Yan looked at Jiang Shu,a fleeting trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes.He noticed that when Jiang Shu talked about photography,he became a different person—his eyes sparkled,and his voice became more lively.

"The nightscapes you took must be very beautiful,"Gu Yan said softly,his tone filled with encouragement and anticipation.

"Not bad…"Jiang Shu smiled a little shyly,but a trace of pride flickered in his eyes.

In addition to discussing photography,Gu Yan would also share some of his own daily life details with Jiang Shu,such as the music he liked,the movies he enjoyed,and the books he read.These seemingly trivial topics made Jiang Shu feel an unprecedented sense of closeness.He realized that Gu Yan was not just a doctor but also someone with a rich inner world and unique aesthetics.

"I've been listening to Debussy's'Clair de Lune'lately.The hazy and melancholic melody always reminds me of many past events…"Leaning against the window of the ward,Gu Yan hummed softly.His voice was deep and magnetic,as if narrating a distant and beautiful dream.

Jiang Shu listened quietly,feeling his heart being gently caressed by the music,becoming soft and calm.He began to look forward to spending time with Gu Yan every day,to hearing his voice,and to seeing his smile.

Under Gu Yan's meticulous care,Jiang Shu's condition gradually stabilized,and his mental state improved significantly.He began to actively request to get out of bed and even suggested taking a walk in the hospital garden.

"Of course,but be careful not to walk too far or tire yourself out,"Gu Yan smiled and agreed to Jiang Shu's request,accompanying him to the garden himself.

The hospital garden was filled with a variety of flowers and plants.Although they were not particularly rare,they looked especially vibrant under the sunlight.Jiang Shu took a deep breath,feeling the long-lost scent of soil and flowers.It seemed as if his lungs had been washed by the fresh air,becoming much lighter.

"The air here is so good,"Jiang Shu said softly,a rare smile appearing on his face.

"Yes,getting out and walking around is good for your condition,"Gu Yan replied with a smile,his gaze gently resting on Jiang Shu's face.

The two walked slowly in the garden,with Gu Yan patiently listening to Jiang Shu's stories about his past life,his photography experiences,his dreams,and his pursuits.Jiang Shu also began to try to understand Gu Yan,discovering that although he seemed gentle and steady,he seemed to be hiding some unknown secrets deep inside.

"You're so busy with work.Do you have time to rest?Do you have any particular hobbies?"Jiang Shu asked curiously.

Gu Yan was silent for a moment,as if thinking about how to answer.

"My hobbies are quite simple—reading books,listening to music,and occasionally taking walks in quiet places,"Gu Yan said softly,his tone carrying a faint hint of hesitation.

"Quiet places?Like where?"Jiang Shu pressed,sensing that Gu Yan seemed to be holding back.

"Like…some remote ancient towns or secluded forests,"Gu Yan's eyes flickered slightly,as if avoiding Jiang Shu's questioning.

Jiang Shu keenly noticed Gu Yan's unease,but he did not continue to press.He felt that everyone has their own secrets,and perhaps Gu Yan just didn't want to talk about them.

The brief time out of the hospital was always beautiful,but also fleeting.Although Jiang Shu's condition had improved,there was still a long way to go before a full recovery.Before discharge,Gu Yan specifically instructed him on many precautions,including taking medication on time,maintaining a regular schedule,and returning to the hospital for regular follow-ups.

"Remember,you must take your medication on time and not stop or reduce it without permission,"Gu Yan stood at the ward door,earnestly instructing Jiang Shu.His tone was serious and caring,like a responsible parent admonishing a child about to embark on a journey.

"I understand,I'll remember,"Jiang Shu nodded,a strange sense of emotion welling up inside him.He felt that Gu Yan was not just his doctor but more like a caring friend,someone he could trust.

"Also,if you feel any discomfort or emotional fluctuations,be sure to let me know.Don't tough it out alone,"Gu Yan continued,his eyes carrying a faint trace of worry.

"Okay,I will,"Jiang Shu nodded again,feeling his throat tighten.He wanted to say many words of gratitude but couldn't get a single word out.

"Well,it's getting late.You should go back and rest early,"Gu Yan gently patted Jiang Shu's shoulder,his action gentle and natural,like an elder brother comforting his younger brother.

"You should rest early too.Thank you,Gu Yan,"Jiang Shu said softly,his voice filled with sincere gratitude.

"Don't mention it.It's my duty,"Gu Yan replied with a smile,his smile still gentle and sincere.

Jiang Shu turned and left the ward.He glanced back at Gu Yan standing at the door,who was also looking at him with a gentle and calm gaze.A strange emotion welled up inside Jiang Shu.He didn't know how to describe it,but he knew it was warm and full of hope.

He thought,perhaps,his rainy season was really about to end.

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裂爱（包含AI 辅助）

第二章 温柔陷阱的编织

接下来的几天，顾言对江述的“特别”关注更加明显。他每天都会抽出更多的时间来查房，耐心地询问江述的病情和心理状态，鼓励他多说话，多表达自己的感受。他还会主动和江述交流一些关于摄影的话题，分享自己对一些摄影作品的看法，甚至带来一些摄影集，和江述一起欣赏。

“这张照片的光影处理非常细腻，你看这里的明暗对比，既突出了主体的轮廓，又营造了一种神秘的氛围……”顾言指着一本摄影集中的一张照片，轻声地讲解着，他的声音低沉而富有磁性，带着一种独特的魅力。

江述静静地听着，他已经很久没有这样专注地欣赏过摄影作品了。顾言的讲解深入浅出，富有见地，让他对摄影又重新燃起了一丝兴趣。他开始试着和顾言交流一些自己的想法，分享一些自己曾经拍摄过的作品。

“我以前很喜欢拍城市夜景，尤其是雨后的夜晚，霓虹灯倒映在湿漉漉的地面上，那种迷离的光影，总能给我一种特别的感觉……”江述的声音��渐变得柔和起来，他的脸上也露出了一丝久违的笑容。

顾言看着江述，他的眼中闪过一丝不易察觉的温柔。他发现，当江述谈论起摄影时，整个人都变得不一样了，他的眼中有了光彩，他的声音也变得生动起来。

“你拍的夜景，一定很美。”顾言轻声说道，他的语气中带着一丝鼓励和期待。

“还好吧……”江述有些不好意思地笑了笑，但他的眼中却闪过一丝不易察觉的骄傲。

除了交流摄影，顾言还会和江述分享一些自己的生活琐事，例如他喜欢听的音乐、他喜欢的电影、他喜欢的书籍等等。这些看似无关紧要的话题，却让江述感到一种前所未有的亲近感。他发现，顾言不仅仅是一个医生，更是一个有着丰富内心世界和独特审美的人。

“我最近在听德彪西的《月光》，那种朦胧而忧伤的旋律，总能让我想起很多往事……”顾言靠在病房的窗边，轻声地哼唱着，他的声音低沉而富有磁性，仿佛在诉说着一个遥远而美丽的梦境。

江述静静地听着，他感到自己的内心，仿佛被这音乐轻轻地抚摸着，变得柔软而平静。他开始期待每天和顾言的相处，期待听到他的声音，期待看到他的笑容。

在顾言的精心照料下，江述的病情逐渐稳定下来，他的精神状态也有了明显的好转。他开始主动要求下床走动，甚至提出想要去医院的花园里散散步。

“当然可以，不过要注意不要走太远，也不要太劳累。”顾言笑着答应了江述的请求，并亲自陪他一起去了花园。

医院的花园里种满了各种各样的花草，虽然不是什么名贵的品种，但在阳光的照耀下，却显得格外生机勃勃。江述深深地吸了一口气，感受着久违的泥土和花香，他感到自己的肺部，仿佛被清新的空气洗涤过一般，变得轻松了许多。

“这里的空气真好。”江述轻声说道，他的脸上露出了一丝久违的笑容。

“是啊，多出来走走，对你的病情有好处。”顾言笑着说道，他的目光温柔地落在江述的脸上。

两人在花园里慢慢地走着，顾言耐心地听江述讲述他以前的生活，他的摄影经历，他的梦想和追求。江述也开始试着了解顾言，他发现，顾言虽然看起来温和而沉稳，但内心深处，似乎也隐藏着一些不为人知的秘密。

“你平时工作这么忙，会有时间休息吗？有没有什么特别的爱好？”江述好奇地问道。

顾言沉默了片刻，似乎在思考着该如何回答。

“我……我的爱好比较简单，看看书，听听音乐，偶尔会去一些安静的地方走走。”顾言轻声说道，他的语气中带着一丝不易察觉的犹豫。

“安静的地方？例如哪里？”江述追问道，他感到顾言似乎有所隐瞒。

“例如……一些比较偏僻的古镇，或者一些人迹罕至的山林。”顾言的目光微微闪烁了一下，似乎在回避着江述的追问。

江述敏锐地察觉到了顾言的异样，但他并没有继续追问下去。他觉得，每个人都有自己的秘密，也许顾言只是不想说而已。

短暂的出院时光总是美好的，却也是短暂的。江述的病情虽然有所好转，但距离完全康复还有很长的路要走。在出院前，顾言特意叮嘱了他很多注意事项，包括按时服药、保持规律的作息、以及定期回医院复查等等。

“记住，一定要按时服药，不要擅自停药或者减药。”顾言站在病房门口，认真地叮嘱着江述，他的语气严肃而关切，仿佛一个负责任的家长在叮嘱即将远行的孩子。

“我知道了，我会记住的。”江述点了点头，他的心中涌起一股莫名的感动。他感到顾言不仅仅是他的医生，更像是一个关心他的朋友，一个可以信赖的人。

“还有，如果有什么不舒服，或者情绪上的波动，一定要及时告诉我，不要一个人硬撑着。”顾言继续叮嘱道，他的目光中带着一丝不易察觉的担忧。

“嗯，我会的。”江述点了点头，他感到自己的喉咙有些发紧，他想要说很多感谢的话，但却一个字也说不出来。

“好了，时间不早了，你早点回去休息吧。”顾言轻轻拍了拍江述的肩膀，他的动作温柔而自然，仿佛一个兄长在安慰自己的弟弟。

“你也早点回去休息吧，谢谢你，顾言。”江述轻声说道，他的声音中带着一丝真诚的感激。

“不用谢，这是我应该做的。”顾言笑着说道，他的笑容依旧温和而真诚。

江述转身离开了病房，他回头看了一眼站在门口的顾言，顾言也正看着他，目光温柔而平静。江述的心中涌起一股莫名的情绪，他不知道该如何形容，但他知道，这种情绪是温暖的，是充满希望的。

他想，也许，他的雨季真的要结束了。

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裂愛

第一章：初遇的温柔假象（含AI 辅助）

阴沉的雨丝敲打着医院病房的窗户，发出单调而压抑的声响，如同江述此刻的心情。灰蒙蒙的天空仿佛一块巨大的幕布，遮蔽了一切光亮，只留下令人窒息的沉重。他蜷缩在病床上，身上的白色病号服显得格外空荡，更衬托出他瘦削的身形和苍白的脸色。他的目光空洞地落在窗外，仿佛透过这层层雨幕，能看到自己破碎而绝望的内心。

江述又一次住进了这里。这间病房对他来说并不陌生，甚至可以说有些熟悉得令人厌恶。刺鼻的消毒水味、苍白的墙壁、以及那永不停歇的滴答声，都像一个个无形的枷锁，将他牢牢地禁锢在这名为“抑郁”的牢笼之中。他是一名摄影师，曾经用镜头捕捉过无数美好的瞬间，但如今，他却连按下快门的力气都没有了。他的作品，那些曾经被评论家赞誉为“充满灵性”、“触及灵魂”的照片，现在在他眼中，只剩下无尽的空虚和讽刺。

门被轻轻推开，打破了这令人窒息的寂静。江述没有抬头，他已经习惯了这种沉默，习惯了把自己封闭起来，拒绝外界的一切。他知道，护士又来例行检查了，或者送药，或者只是来确认他是否还活着。

“江述先生，你好。”一个温和而低沉的男声响起，带着一丝不易察觉的磁性。

江述的身体微微一震，他缓缓抬起头，循声望去。站在门口的，是一个穿着白大褂的年轻医生。他身材挺拔，面容英俊，五官精致而深邃，一双眼睛如同平静的湖面，清澈而温润，仿佛能看穿人心。他戴着一副金丝边眼镜，更添了几分儒雅和沉稳。他的嘴角挂着一抹淡淡的微笑，给人一种如沐春风的感觉。

江述的心湖，如同被这声音投入了一颗石子，泛起了一丝涟漪。他已经很久没有感受到这种平静而温和的关怀了，他的世界里，似乎只剩下无尽的黑暗和痛苦。

“您好。”江述的声音沙哑而虚弱，带着一丝不易察觉的颤抖。

“我是你的主治医生，顾言。”医生走进病房，走到床边，将手中的病历夹放在床头柜上。他的动作轻柔而缓慢，仿佛生怕惊扰到江述脆弱的内心。

“顾言……”江述喃喃地重复着这个名字，这个名字如同一个陌生的音符，在他沉寂已久的世界里响起，带着一丝他自己也无法分辨的意味。

顾言拉过一把椅子，在床边坐下，他的目光始终温和地落在江述的脸上，没有丝毫的不耐烦，也没有任何的探究和审视，只是纯粹的关心和理解。

“感觉怎么样？今天有没有哪里不舒服？”顾言的声音依旧轻柔，带着一种安抚人心的力量。

江述沉默了片刻，他不知道该如何回答。他的不舒服，不仅仅是身体上的，更是心灵上的。他感到空虚、绝望、痛苦，仿佛整个世界都在与他为敌。

“我……我不知道。”江述最终还是选择了诚实，他不想在顾言面前伪装，他渴望这种真诚的关怀。

顾言似乎并不意外，他点了点头，继续轻声问道：“能告诉我，你为什么会来到这里吗？我是说，这次住院的原因。”

江述的眼神黯淡下来，他闭上眼睛，深深地吸了一口气，仿佛想要把所有的痛苦都吸进肺里。

“我……我复发了。”江述的声音低得几乎听不见，带着一丝难以掩饰的自嘲。

“复发……”顾言轻轻重复着这个词，他的眉头微微皱起，但很快又舒展开来。他知道，对于抑郁症患者来说，“复发”是一个多么令人绝望的词语，它意味着所有的努力都付诸东流，意味着重新坠入黑暗的深渊。

“能告诉我，这次复发前，发生了什么吗？”顾言的声音依旧温和，带着一种循循善诱的耐心。

江述沉默了很久，他不知道该从何说起。他的生活就像一团乱麻，纠缠着无数的痛苦和绝望。他失去了创作的激情，失去了对生活的热情，甚至失去了活下去的勇气。

“我……我拍不出东西了。”江述的声音沙哑而痛苦，带着一丝哽咽，“我不知道为什么，我拿起相机，却什么也拍不出来。我看到的世界，只有灰暗和丑陋，我……我觉得自己已经死了。”

顾言静静地听着，他的目光始终温柔地落在江述的脸上，没有丝毫的评判，只有深深的理解和同情。他知道，对于一个摄影师来说，无法拍照意味着什么，那不仅仅是失去了工作，更是失去了自我表达的方式，失去了与世界连接的桥梁。

“你以前的作品，我看过一些。”顾言���然开口，打破了这令人窒息的沉默。

江述微微一怔，他抬起头，有些惊讶地看着顾言。

“那些……那些照片？”江述的声音带着一丝不确定，他已经很久没有听到别人提起他的作品了，他甚至开始怀疑，自己是否真的曾经拍出过那些美好的照片。

“是的，那些照片。”顾言的嘴角扬起一抹淡淡的微笑，他的目光中带着一丝欣赏和赞叹，“充满灵性，触及灵魂，这是很多人对你作品的评价。我个人也非常喜欢，尤其是你对光影的运用，非常有个人风格。”

江述的眼睛微微睁大，他有些不敢相信自己的耳朵。他已经很久没有听到这样的赞美了，他一直以为，自己的作品已经随着他的抑郁，一起坠入了黑暗的深渊。

“谢谢……”江述的声音依旧沙哑，但却带着一丝不易察觉的感激。他感到自己的内心，仿佛被一缕微弱的光芒照亮，带来一丝久违的温暖。

“不用谢。”顾言摇了摇头，他的目光依旧温柔而真诚，“那些照片，是你内心世界的表达，它们很美，也很脆弱，就像你一样。”

江述的心头微微一震，他感到顾言的这句话，仿佛触及了他内心最柔软的地方。他一直以为，没有人能够理解他的痛苦，没有人能够看到他内心深处的脆弱，但顾言似乎做到了。

“你……你真的这么认为？”江述的声音带着一丝颤抖，他渴望得到顾言的肯定，他渴望被理解，被接纳。

“我当然这么认为。”顾言的语气坚定而温柔，“你的作品，你的内心，都值得被珍视，被好好地对待。”

江述的眼眶微微湿润了，他感到自己的内心，仿佛被一股暖流包裹，他一直紧闭的心门，似乎出现了一丝松动。

“谢谢你，顾医生。”江述的声音哽咽了，他感到自己的喉咙有些发紧，他想要说很多感谢的话，但却一个字也说不出来。

“别叫我顾医生了，叫我顾言吧。”顾言笑着说道，他的笑容温和而真诚，仿佛能驱散一切阴霾。

“顾言……”江述轻轻重复着这个名字，他感到这个名字，不再像最初那样陌生，而是带着一丝温暖和亲切，仿佛一个久违的朋友，一个可以依靠的人。

顾言站起身，走到窗边，看着窗外依旧阴沉的天空。

“雨很快就会停了。”顾言轻声说道，他的声音低沉而富有磁性，仿佛在诉说着一个遥远的故事。

“嗯。”江述点了点头，他看着顾言的背影，突然感到一阵莫名的心安。他觉得，这个叫顾言的医生，也许真的能带他走出这片黑暗的雨季。

雨，似乎真的小了一些。

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Split Love

Chapter 1:The Illusion of Initial Tenderness

Gloomy raindrops drummed against the hospital ward window,producing a monotonous and oppressive sound,much like Jiang Shu's current state of mind.The gray,overcast sky seemed like a vast curtain,blocking out all light and leaving only a suffocating heaviness.He lay curled up on the hospital bed,his white patient gown appearing particularly loose,further accentuating his thin frame and pale complexion.His gaze fell vacantly on the window,as if through the layers of rain,he could see his own shattered and desperate inner self.

Jiang Shu had once again found himself here.This ward was all too familiar to him,even to the point of being repulsive.The pungent smell of disinfectant,the pale walls,and the incessant dripping sound all felt like invisible shackles,firmly imprisoning him in this cage called"depression."He was a photographer,someone who had once captured countless beautiful moments through his lens,but now,he couldn't even muster the strength to press the shutter.His works,once praised by critics as"full of spirituality"and"touching the soul,"now seemed to him nothing but empty and ironic.

The door was gently pushed open,breaking the suffocating silence.Jiang Shu didn't look up;he had grown accustomed to this kind of silence,to shutting himself off from the outside world and rejecting everything.He knew that the nurse had come for a routine check,to deliver medication,or simply to confirm that he was still alive.

"Mr.Jiang Shu,hello,"a gentle and deep male voice rang out,with a hint of magnetism that was barely perceptible.

Jiang Shu's body trembled slightly as he slowly lifted his head and looked in the direction of the voice.Standing at the door was a young doctor in a white lab coat.He had an upright figure,a handsome face,and delicate,profound features.His eyes,like a calm lake,were clear and gentle,as if they could see through people's hearts.He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses,adding to his elegance and composure.A faint smile played at the corners of his mouth,giving a refreshing and warm feeling.

Jiang Shu's heart,like a still lake,rippled slightly as if a stone had been thrown into it.He hadn't felt such calm and gentle care for a long time;his world seemed to be filled only with endless darkness and pain.

"Hello,"Jiang Shu's voice was hoarse and weak,with a barely perceptible tremble.

"I am your attending physician,Gu Yan,"the doctor said as he walked into the ward and placed the medical file on the bedside table.His movements were gentle and slow,as if he were afraid of disturbing Jiang Shu's fragile inner self.

"Gu Yan…"Jiang Shu murmured the name,which sounded like a strange note in his long-silent world,carrying a meaning that he himself could not quite discern.

Gu Yan pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed,his gaze always gentle and resting on Jiang Shu's face,without any impatience or probing,just pure concern and understanding.

"How are you feeling?Are you uncomfortable anywhere today?"Gu Yan's voice remained soft,with a power to soothe the heart.

Jiang Shu was silent for a moment.He didn't know how to answer.His discomfort was not just physical but also emotional.He felt empty,desperate,and in pain,as if the whole world was against him.

"I…I don't know,"Jiang Shu eventually chose to be honest.He didn't want to pretend in front of Gu Yan;he longed for this sincere care.

Gu Yan did not seem surprised.He nodded and continued to ask gently,"Can you tell me why you are here this time?I mean,the reason for this hospitalization."

Jiang Shu's eyes dimmed as he closed them and took a deep breath,as if trying to inhale all the pain into his lungs.

"I…I relapsed,"Jiang Shu's voice was so low it was almost inaudible,tinged with a barely concealed self-mockery.

"Relapse…"Gu Yan repeated the word softly.His brow furrowed slightly but quickly smoothed out again.He knew that for someone with depression,"relapse"was a truly desperate word.It meant that all efforts had been in vain and that one had to fall back into the abyss of darkness once more.

"Can you tell me what happened before this relapse?"Gu Yan's voice remained gentle,with a patient and guiding tone.

Jiang Shu was silent for a long time.He didn't know where to start.His life was like a tangled mess,intertwined with endless pain and despair.He had lost his passion for creation,his enthusiasm for life,and even the courage to live.

"I…I can't take photos anymore,"Jiang Shu's voice was hoarse and painful,with a hint of choking."I don't know why.When I pick up the camera,I can't capture anything.The world I see is only gray and ugly.I…I feel like I'm already dead."

Gu Yan listened quietly,his gaze always gentle and resting on Jiang Shu's face,without any judgment,only deep understanding and sympathy.He knew that for a photographer,the inability to take photos meant more than just losing a job;it meant losing a way to express oneself and a bridge to connect with the world.

"I have seen some of your previous works,"Gu Yan suddenly spoke,breaking the suffocating silence.

Jiang Shu was slightly stunned.He looked up at Gu Yan with some surprise.

"Those…those photos?"Jiang Shu's voice carried a hint of uncertainty.It had been a long time since he had heard anyone mention his works.He had even begun to doubt whether he had ever truly captured those beautiful moments.

"Yes,those photos,"Gu Yan's lips curled into a faint smile,his eyes filled with appreciation and admiration."Full of spirituality and touching the soul—many people have given such evaluations of your works.I personally also like them very much,especially your use of light and shadow,which is very distinctive."

Jiang Shu's eyes widened slightly.He could hardly believe his ears.It had been a long time since he had heard such praise.He had always thought that his works,like his depression,had fallen into the abyss of darkness.

"Thank you…"Jiang Shu's voice was still hoarse,but it carried a barely perceptible note of gratitude.He felt as if a faint ray of light had illuminated his heart,bringing a long-lost warmth.

"You're welcome,"Gu Yan shook his head,his gaze still gentle and sincere."Those photos are expressions of your inner world.They are beautiful and fragile,just like you."

Jiang Shu's heart trembled slightly.He felt that Gu Yan's words had touched the softest part of his inner self.He had always thought that no one could understand his pain,that no one could see the vulnerability deep within him,but Gu Yan seemed to have done just that.

"Do you…do you really think so?"Jiang Shu's voice trembled with a longing for affirmation from Gu Yan,for understanding and acceptance.

"Of course I do,"Gu Yan's tone was firm and gentle."Your works,your inner self,all deserve to be cherished and treated well."

Jiang Shu's eyes became slightly moist.He felt as if a warm current had enveloped his heart,and the door to his long-closed heart seemed to loosen a bit.

"Thank you,Dr.Gu,"Jiang Shu's voice choked,his throat tightening.He wanted to say many words of gratitude but couldn't utter a single one.

"Don't call me Dr.Gu.Call me Yan instead,"Gu Yan said with a smile,his expression gentle and sincere,as if it could dispel all the gloom.

"Yan…"Jiang Shu softly repeated the name.It no longer felt strange to him but carried a sense of warmth and familiarity,like an old friend,someone he could rely on.

Gu Yan stood up,walked to the window,and looked at the still gloomy sky outside.

"The rain will stop soon,"Gu Yan said softly,his voice deep and magnetic,as if narrating a distant story.

"Okay,"Jiang Shu nodded.Watching Gu Yan's back,he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of peace.He felt that this doctor named Gu Yan might really be able to lead him out of this dark rainy season.

The rain seemed to have lessened indeed.