The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Lu Chengfeng said: "For example, if you like cyan and you have a box of paint, if you just like it, you will prefer to use it when you paint, and you will want to cover the canvas with a lot of cyan paint. But if it is love, you will protect the cyan paint and prevent it from drying out or getting damp."

Mu Yaqi said: "Like is just asking for things, love is responsibility and protection?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "We can't generalize, but in most cases, this theory is correct."

Mu Yaqi nodded thoughtfully.

She looked at the swing in the yard again, then took Lu Chengfeng's hand and walked towards the swing.

Lu Chengfeng was suddenly taken by her hand and walked towards the swing chair as they did before, feeling a little dazed.

It was as if they were still the same people they used to be, and she had never forgotten him, and would still follow him and call him "Brother Feng" and "Brother Feng".

He remembered that he didn't like her calling him "Brother Feng" at that time because it sounded a bit unpleasant and like he was crazy.

So she called him "Brother Lu", and occasionally called him "Brother Feng" when she was naughty. Later, perhaps because she felt awkward, she just called him "Brother Lu".

Mu Yaqi pulled him to sit down and called out, "Boss Lu."

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng suddenly felt a little dazed. The person in front of him seemed different from the kid who used to chatter with him.

Mu Yaqi waved her hands in front of him and asked in confusion, "What are you thinking about? Why do you look so dazed?"

Lu Chengfeng came back to his senses and said, "Oh, nothing, I just miss it a little."

Mu Yaqi asked: "What do you miss?"

Lu Chengfeng said, "I used to watch the stars with you on the swing chair here, but now I can't find the feeling I had back then. I just feel a little emotional."

Mu Yaqi looked at him with bright eyes and comforted him gently: "Didn't you also say that people should look forward? Even if the swing chair we had when we were little is gone, I can still take you to sit on a bigger one."

Lu Chengfeng looked at the person in front of him. She was still as lively and cheerful as ever, like his little sun. She added a touch of color to his childhood and transcended time, making him feel alive again.

She seemed to have never changed and was still as bright and charming as ever.

Lu Chengfeng smiled and replied softly, "Yeah."

He looked up at the sky. The moon was so bright, surrounded by many stars.

Lu Chengfeng said: "During the day, the sun brings warmth and light to people, and at night, the moon lights the way for people to walk and wipes away their fatigue."

Mu Yaqi felt strange and thought: Why did he get into the spirit of a scholar?

Lu Chengfeng said: "Look at those stars. They originally have no light. It is the light from the moon that is refracted on them that allows them to emit light."

Lu Chengfeng turned to look at her: "I don't want to hide it from you. Over the years, I have always felt that life is a bit monotonous and boring, even though my daily schedule is full."

He lowered his eyes and slowly expressed his thoughts, even though he didn't know whether she could understand.

"I can't find the meaning of life. I even felt that it seems that people are born busy and ordinary. People walk on the road all their lives, but there are very few people who can truly have a 'self'. Maybe this statement is not comprehensive, but in most cases, it is applicable."

"You may say that I am so rich, how can I have any worries? I am just being sentimental. So I am always pretending. I pretend that I am happy and interested in everything. I squeeze my time to learn new things and enrich myself. But unfortunately, I am not happy. Or I don't get the happiness I expected."

"Numbness and emptiness fill my blood. The repetition day after day makes me feel upset. Under the seemingly full body is a soul without a purpose. I no longer cling to the pursuit of a busy life, but want to glimpse some truth from this world."

"When I met you as a child, I always felt that you were different from other girls. Maybe I was short-sighted at the time, and you happened to be the first person who was different in my eyes."

"You are like the sun in the daytime, adding a touch of warmth to my dull childhood. And in the years without you, you are like the moonlight at night, dispelling the haze in my heart. I rush towards you like a flock of stars, and you are the only salvation in my chaotic life."

"Once, when I met you, got to know you, and got along with you later, I felt happy and lively emotions. I knew your wild ideas and understood some of your concerns that you were unwilling to express."

"You made me understand that people are diverse. The traditional concept can only represent universal phenomena, but not everyone is like this. In my heart at that time, you were as smart as the spirit of the wilderness. If you want to ask why it is the wilderness, I think you are free."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her with firm eyes, which were full of deep affection, admiration and good wishes: "You should be free."

"You are free and easy and cute, sincere and playful, and you have your own ideas but are not stubborn. Maybe it sounds contradictory to say this, but at least in my eyes, you are like this."

"I think maybe people are inherently contradictory individuals. On the one hand, they want to travel far, and on the other hand, they want to live a stable life." Lu Chengfeng said, "Qualities like yours are very rare, and they also make me feel moved."

His expression seemed a little annoyed, or perhaps regretful: "And I once thought that I was only attracted to these characteristics in you, but until I went abroad and lost contact with you, when I met someone like you again, I didn't feel the same way about you."

"It was then that I suddenly realized that my feelings for you were different from anything else in this world. It was the first time I felt the emotion of 'love'. It was new and strange."

Lu Chengfeng looked at Mu Yaqi with a calm expression and a gentle smile, narrating to her his mental journey over the years.

Mu Yaqi stared at him without blinking, and suddenly felt that he was living a very tiring life.

"I don't want you to know or digest my emotions and troubles, because it will only add to your troubles. I hope you are happy, and I want to do my best to bring you happiness, but I know that it is easy to just say these words, and the hard part is action."

"But when I saw you again after so many years, some emotions in my heart could not help but surface again, spread and grow wantonly. I couldn't control my words and actions, and I couldn't help but get closer to you, because the other person was you, and I used all the gorgeous words to embellish my language, not wanting to make you feel frivolous."

After a pause, he continued, "So I thought, maybe people shouldn't be obsessed with finding some 'meaning' in their lives, but should try to please themselves."

"So in the same way, I hope you can be bold enough to be yourself. As for the rest, I will pave the way for you."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her with a smile and said, "You always subconsciously consider others. Although others may not see it, I will notice it. For example, you just asked me if I have to accommodate your ideas if I am with you. This question is your concern."

"Now I want to tell you that you don't have to be afraid of anything. You can be yourself in front of me and only think about yourself."

Mu Yaqi stared at him blankly, and after a while, she asked, "Aren't you tired?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled, gently touched her head, and said softly: "I once heard a saying, 'People should always have some hobbies in their lives.' This is what an old man told me. I think that for the people I love, no matter how much effort I put in, I will only feel happy and satisfied."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her steadily and said, "I hope you only think about yourself."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mu Yaqi lowered her eyes, as if she was really thinking seriously about what he said, and as if she was confirming whether she could do whatever she wanted in front of him.

Lu Chengfeng asked softly, "I heard...you don't like seeing a psychiatrist, is that true?"

Mu Yaqi's eyes moved slightly, and after hesitating for a while, she said, "I don't like it."

Lu Chengfeng coaxed gently, "Why, can you tell me?"

Mu Yaqi said: "To put it bluntly, psychologists are just chatting with you. Most of them will diagnose you as sick, ask you to take medicine, and ask you to adjust your emotions. They will only find fault with you, which will only make the patient's condition worse. So I don't like to reveal something to them, because it is very likely to become a 'case' when they treat the next patient. I don't like this feeling."

Lu Chengfeng said: "I understand your thoughts, but since a thing exists, it must have its established reason. I think our family is our strong backing. If there are things we don't want to tell them, or if it is not appropriate to tell them -"

Mu Yaqi raised her head and looked at him. She seemed to feel an inexplicable sour emotion exploding in her heart, but she couldn't suppress it.

Lu Chengfeng looked at her gently: "Perhaps you can try to talk to me first. I hope to provide you with good and positive emotional value."

Mu Yaqi stared at him for a long while, then blinked unnaturally and said, "I'll think about it."

Lu Chengfeng smiled: "Okay."

Mu Yaqi shook her body at a loss, and was quiet for a while, then found her own channel again. She asked playfully, "I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be proficient in psychology. I was moved by what he said."

Lu Chengfeng explained in a gentle voice: "I am not proficient in psychology, I can only say that I know a little bit about it, and I was able to move you because of my understanding of you and your trust in me."

Mu Yaqi looked at him with some surprise, and saw him say excitedly: "I am only interested in you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't care about their feelings. After all, that is not my responsibility."