There are some individuals who exhibit a dominating level of talent in their respective fields; they can be friends, but it's highly unlikely they can be partners. Gu Cheng was great at writing poetry, but he killed his wife in a three-person relationship. Althusser Also fell into madness and killed his wife. Nietzsche cried while holding a horse, and later went insane. Van Gogh also died amidst absinthe and dissociation. As for Hölderlin, Hai Zi, and Goma, those genius-level poets, all chose self-destruction. My favorite rock musician, Jim Morrison, joined the 27 Club; although the media did not disclose the specific cause of death, it was likely due to a drug overdose leading to cardiac arrest. Their lives were so brilliant that they burned themselves and also scorched those close to them, leaving only the option to admire from afar.