One big and one small are practicing love

This follow-up appointment was at Dr. Yang’s home, in the staff building of University M, half an hour’s drive away.

An old, solemn old red brick building, the white paint on the exterior wall has been washed away in spots. A row of thick poplar trees in front of the building are taller than the building. The bare branches sway in the wind, and the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the trees shines on the ground. beat.

Seeing such a building, Zuo Kunmin suddenly remembered the old house in Shenyang. The home where his grandfather and father once lived was also an old red brick building like this, with a row of poplar trees in front of the building.

Dr. Yang's house is on the second floor. He knocks on the door. Dr. Yang's wife opened the door and entertained Zuo Kunmin.

"Mr. Zuo, please sit down, he will be here soon." Mrs. Yang said, leading Zuo Kunmin to sit down at the big desk in the living room, and explained: "It's the end of the semester, and he has to supervise students' papers, so he is quite busy."

Mrs. Yang looks to be in her forties, with long straight black hair hanging down. She has a gentle and intellectual temperament, and has shallow wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she smiles.

After Zuo Kunmin sat down, he smiled and said, "You are busy, so don't worry about me."

"Wait a moment, I'll make you a cup of tea." After saying that, Mrs. Yang turned and went to the kitchen.

After sitting down, Zuo Kunmin suddenly felt peaceful both physically and mentally, and quietly watched the scene in front of him.

There is a wide and long solid wood desk in the middle of the living room. The tabletop has pits and scratches, and the corners are polished. It looks like it is commonly used.

There is a small cylindrical glass vase in the middle of the table, with a blooming sunflower inserted in the vase. There is a copy of "The Romance of the West Chamber", a thread-bound notebook, a black pen, and a bright red porcelain cup on the table. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Around the desk were six wooden chairs upholstered in linen. Both walls are lined with wooden bookshelves, and the shelves are densely packed with books.

No TV, no sofa.

While watching, Mrs. Yang came over with a tea tray. Then put the things on the tea tray on the desk one by one. A heat-insulating mat made of bamboo; an iron teapot with a simple shape, emitting white steam; two thin and translucent white porcelain tea cups with a very thin blue line around the rim.

Mrs. Yang held up a cup of brewed tea, handed it to Zuo Kunmin, and said, "This is twenty-year-old white tea. Try it."

"Thank you, Mrs. Yang." Zuo Kunmin said, taking the teacup with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Mrs. Yang stood up and walked slowly to the door. It was Dr. Yang who was back.

As soon as Dr. Yang entered the door, the two looked at each other and smiled. Mrs. Yang naturally helped Dr. Yang take off his woolen coat, bent down to take the slippers from the shoe rack, and straightened the leather shoes that Dr. Yang had replaced. Dr. Yang accepted it calmly.

Their movements are tacit, familiar and tender.

"I'll have a cup of tea first, and then I'll see you." Dr. Yang said.

"Don't worry, Doctor Yang, please take a rest." Zuo Kunmin replied.

The three of them sat around the table and drank hot tea together. Dr. Yang and Mrs. Yang chatted.

"Are you watching "The West Chamber" again?" Dr. Yang asked.

Mrs. Yang nodded and said, "Well, I read and copied it this time. The writing is so beautiful. By the way, Yaya called at noon and said she would return to China at the end of this month."

"Didn't Yaya say that she wants to go to Nepal during the winter vacation?"

"Yaya went to Nepal to visit more religious temples, but when she was preparing recently, she found that there were still many questions and information that she wanted to verify. She was a little confused and wanted to come back to communicate with you and go again after the new year."

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Over a cup of tea, Dr. Yang and Mrs. Yang kept chatting: what to eat, what to read, what to do, whether you are tired, daughter, does the tea taste good? It was commonplace, and the two of them always smiled when they spoke, and looked at each other with deep love in their eyes.

Zuo Kunmin listened silently and watched quietly, feeling a little moved. I couldn't help but think of my parents, who had never gotten along like this. There is also no such thing as my previous marriage.

After drinking tea, Dr. Yang took Zuo Kunmin to another room.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a fresh herbal smell, and you see two sets of large wooden cabinets placed against the wall. One group is a reddish-brown traditional Chinese medicine drawer, with the names of medicines neatly written on them in black calligraphy. The other group is a white-painted wooden cabinet, with large and small plastic medicine bottles, glass medicine bottles, and large glass jars filled with herbs.

There was a small square coffee table and two single cloth sofas beside the window. Zuo Kunmin and Dr. Yang sat down respectively.

"Put out your hand and let me feel your pulse." Dr. Yang said.

Zuo Kunmin took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, took off his watch, and first extended his left hand to Dr. Yang.

Dr. Yang closed his eyes slightly and placed his fingers lightly on Zuo Kunmin's left hand, "Cun Guan Chi", to understand his "heart, liver and kidneys". After a long time, I took my right hand again and understood its 'lung, spleen and stomach'. This time the pulse check took longer than before, lasting about ten minutes.

For the first two or three minutes, Zuo Kunmin was a little anxious. He looked at Dr. Yang's expression from time to time and saw that he always had his eyes closed and remained calm. I had to wait patiently.

Suddenly, a few faint calls of magpies came, and Zuo Kunmin turned to look out the window. I saw four or five magpies standing high on the bare branches. The sky was blue and the magpies were clearly black and white. The wind made the branches tremble slightly.

Watching it, Zuo Kunmin felt calm. He couldn't help but think of his grandfather's house in Shenyang when he was a child, and he also heard the magpies chirping outside the window. Counting the time, it has been nearly twenty years since I last went to my grandpa’s house.

"Mr. Zuo."

When he heard Dr. Yang calling him, Zuo Kunmin looked away, and before he knew it, two lines of tears were already streaming down his face.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Yang." Zuo Kunmin said, retracting his hand and wiping the tears on his face with his thumb.

Dr. Yang smiled slightly, with kind eyes, and said: "I have checked your pulse so many times, but at that moment, your heart rate was stable and coordinated. Mr. Zuo, you don't love yourself so much. You have been hurting yourself." Consumption."

Zuo Kunmin showed a hint of surprise. After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't understand."

"You have been in destructive emotions and thoughts for a long time. This inner tight state will weaken the body's digestion, absorption, and excretion functions. At the same time, negative emotions will flow through your brain and body and be stored in your body, forming scars. and knots. Energy cannot flow freely within you, like a tree whose roots are destroyed."

“What are destructive emotions and thoughts?

"Depression, fear, worry, depression, anger, greed, paranoia, self-centeredness."

Zuo Kunmin gave a stiff smile and said, "Dr. Yang, are you exaggerating? I haven't always been fine!"

Dr. Yang smiled faintly and said: "Before I took your pulse just now, did you feel chest tightness, palpitation, shortness of breath, or tingling pain in your shoulders and neck? Now, feel your body again. Do you feel that your breathing is smooth, your heart is clear, and your mind is calm?" .”

Just as Zuo Kunmin was concentrating on feeling his body, there was a sudden knock on the door and Mrs. Yang came in.

"You can eat the freshly roasted chestnuts while they are hot. I have brewed another pot of old white tea for you to drink." Mrs. Yang said with a gentle smile and placed the bowls, plates, cups and plates in the tray on the small table one by one. .

Dr. Yang smiled and said, "Thank you, Yue Xin."

Mrs. Yang gently opened the door and left, leaving only Dr. Yang and Zuo Kunmin in the room again. Dr. Yang slowly raised his tea cup and took a sip of tea.

"Dr. Yang, why did the situation just happen?" Zuo Kunmin asked.

Dr. Yang gently and slowly put down the tea cup and said: "I know you have great perseverance and strong endurance. If you hadn't been feeling so bad, you wouldn't have come to see me in the afternoon. You have just experienced that the improvement of your illness is due to your state of mind. transformation. Therefore, some diseases must heal themselves."

Zuo Kunmin frowned and said, "Doctor Yang please explain in detail."

"Positive energy can coordinate the heart rate, balance the nervous system, untie the knots in the body, and calm accumulated scars. It can harmonize the body, mind, and soul, and then lead to self-healing."

"What is positive energy?"

"Peace, joy, contentment, gratitude, compassion."

Hearing these words, Zuo Kunmin suddenly felt sad and said with a trembling voice: "I can't... I can't do it."

Dr. Yang pointed to the teacup on the table and said, "Mr. Zuo, the tea is almost cold. You drink the tea first." After saying that, Dr. Yang also drank the tea slowly.

Zuo Kunmin picked up the tea cup and took a sip. His mouth was sweet, his tongue was fragrant, and his heart and spleen were refreshed. Follow Dr. Yang's rhythm and drink this cup of tea slowly.

"A cup of tea, a few chirping of birds, and thinking about the person who loves you and the person you love are all connecting positive energy and a reflection of your nature. Mr. Zuo, like you, your appearance, talent, and ability are all first-class. , is a person who has great blessings. But you have as many obstacles as blessings." As he spoke, Dr. Yang stopped.

Zuo Kunmin couldn't help but leaned forward slightly and listened attentively.

Dr. Yang said solemnly: "You need to face the most, the most difficult, the deepest, and the most cruel tests. Without the blessing of great wisdom and compassion, you will lose yourself again and again."

"What should I do?" Zuo Kunmin's tone was still calm, his eyes were wet and hot.

"Just like just now, there are always people, things, and moments that can make you reveal your bright, pure, and sacred nature. Find them, cherish them, and accept them. They can give you endless power and get rid of the shackles of being a human being. Get rid of the shackles of ignorance, ignorance, and delusions, re-recognize yourself, and return to your true nature.”

Listening, Zuo Kunmin seemed to feel that his heart was connected to some kind of energy in the void. His body and mind were shaking, and his tears kept rolling down, making him unable to control himself.