tell me

——I found that it is really difficult for people to be satisfied. Whenever a requirement is met, they always want to go to a higher level, but if they fail to reach it, they will be very disappointed and sad.I know this kind of thinking is wrong, and contentment is the only way to be happy, but I really can't help myself to think about it.More importantly, happiness is always extremely short-lived, while negativity lasts for a long time, and I am really in pain.

——Physiologically speaking, the human brain will give more attention to unsatisfied things, while completed things will be lowered in priority.It is easy for people to be dissatisfied, unless you memorize it for three seconds.

But you can think about it another way, and you think that pain is more impressive than pleasure, just because pleasure and plainness are the main tone of your life.You feel this way, but it is because there is not much pain and much happiness. This is a very fortunate thing, isn’t it?

Although dissatisfaction can cause some emotional distress, it is a good motivator in other ways.If it can be transformed reasonably, it may become the starting point of your success.

When you are tired because of dissatisfaction, remember to recall why you set off, and also remember to recall the touch and beauty you have gained along the way.

In fact, you already have a lot.

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"Lately, I'vebeen, I'vebeen losing sleep

Dreaming about the things that we could be

Butbaby, I'vebeen, I'vebeenprayinghard

Said no more counting dollars will be counting stars..."

"Brother! Your phone is ringing!" Du You got up impatiently from the mattress and picked up the phone, "Let me take a look... Lu Yinke..." She shouted, "It's Brother Lu's phone!"

Du Yu was helping the head of the household wash the dishes in the kitchen, and he slowly wiped his hands with a towel when he heard Du You calling.

"I thought you were playing a song," he took the phone, "I couldn't even hear the ringtone if I changed it."

"Your Huawei's default ringtone has been rotten on the street for many years. You don't know who's phone is ringing when you call casually. If I don't change it for you, you may have to scrap it." Du You pouted, "Let's talk The song is your choice."

"I feel fine."

He took the phone and didn't answer it, and with the time wasted, the ringing stopped within two seconds.

"Brother, why didn't you answer it?" Du You glanced at him suspiciously, "Call back."

"Let's just hang up, it's probably not in a hurry..."

"Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep..."

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang again, as if he was dying.

He sighed, and finally reluctantly slid the answer button.

"Hey?"

Half an hour later, he took his mobile phone and rushed to the entrance of the hotel one street away from the bar, and as expected, he saw Lu Yinke huddled up on the steps by the side of the road.

He hesitantly hesitated for a while, and it took a long time before he resigned to his fate and stepped forward.

"Lu Yinke." He stood in front of him, and the light stretched his shadow very long.

"Lu Yinke," he didn't get a response after a long time, he bent down and patted the man's face with his hand, "Are you still conscious? Why are you drinking too much?"

Lu Yinke's face was as hot as a burning briquette stove, and steam was bubbling out.He might have been dozing off before, but now he slowly came back to his senses.Subconsciously rubbing her cheek against Du Yu's cool and dry hand, she acted coquettishly like a cat.

"It's... nothing!" He muttered, and his body also turned from the railing to Du Yu, "I can...can...can drink!"

"Again... again!"

"Forget it, you," Du Yu frowned. He wanted to retreat, but he was afraid that he would lose his support and fall down the stairs, so he had no choice but to let him lean on him. "Your friend used your cell phone to call me just now." I see you are really drunk."

"Who...who..." He seemed to have regained consciousness a lot suddenly, opened his hazy eyes and looked up at Du Yu, then stretched out his hand and pushed towards his thigh, as if he didn't want to get close, "Who...for you... Called! I...I don't want...to see you!"

"You think I'm happy?" Du Yu couldn't bear to look up at the sky, "He said you set me on speed dial, and he couldn't find anyone else except me."

"Fart... fart!" The person on the steps took out his mobile phone angrily, and took a picture of Du Yu, "You... you dial... dial it yourself! If it were you! I, Lu...Lu Yinke, will be from...!"

"Lately, I've been..."

The melodious melody was cut off mercilessly.

"Well, it's really me." Du Yu put the phone back in his trouser pocket, "You?"

"Just...start... from the beginning. Well, Geer is good." He chuckled, with a silly expression on his face, "I still...want to count...the stars with you."

"Sorry, I don't want to, this is Du You's replacement."

Du Yu took a step back, and Lu Yinke suddenly fell over unsteadily.

"Hey—" he cried out.

"Get up, I'll take you back, or the address from last time?" Du Yu made a timely move to avoid the accident, "You are really troublesome."

"Hey...no trouble..." Lu Yinke smiled and stood up, put on Du Yu's shoulder and blew in his ear, numbly, "you... are my friends...you are the best... "

"Behave." Du Yu twitched his arm, with a hint of anger and punishment, "Otherwise I'll throw you down immediately."

"Wrong, don't leave me."

What he said was neat, and he was aggrieved.

What can Du Yu do, he can't be as knowledgeable as a drunk, and can only throw him into a taxi angrily.

Standing in front of the somewhat familiar anti-theft door, Du Yu was puzzled.

Why on earth did he come here for the second time, to a place that didn't belong to him and he didn't want to come at all.

"Key," he said.

"In your pocket." Answered.

"Open the door yourself."

"No, right... No, what should I do if I bend... too hard."

OK, what can I do?

Can you still be as knowledgeable as a drunkard?

He still touched the key to open the door, and slapped Lu Yinke's thigh with his fingers through the fabric, and it was frighteningly hot.

"Stop vomiting today?" Du Yu raised his eyebrows condescendingly as he placed Lu Yinke on the black and white sofa.

"Don't...vomit!" Lu Yinke vowed, "Eat... po peaches... don't... spit out po po skin!"

"It's grapes."

"Peach."

"Grape."

"Portuguese Island."

"Grape."

"Ba Island."

OK, not a single word is right.

Du Yu squeezed the center of his eyebrows and let out a sigh. He was naive enough, how come he really became as knowledgeable as a drunk.

"Go to bed after you wash up. I'm staying with you today, and you will send me back tomorrow." He nodded his chin, "You owe me."

"Okay," Lu Yinke obediently nodded his head up and down in a four-four beat rhythm, "then you... help me."

"help you with what?"

"bath."

Du Yu raised his head and sneered, and kicked the sofa impatiently: "It's a dream, don't wash it down, anyway, it's your bed, and it's your fault if it gets dirty."

"Okay." Lu Yinke frowned, with a lump raised between his brows, "Then tomorrow morning, face..."

"what?"

"under."

"Below? What's down there?" Du Yu lowered his head hesitantly, looking back and forth on the ground, but found nothing.

"Your..." He finally finished speaking, "Tomato and egg...noodles."

"Want to eat."

"Really?" Du Yu raised his eyes and stared at his face, "Didn't you eat enough when you were teaching?"

"No..." he muttered, "It's delicious."

"Not enough to eat."

"I want...to eat...for a lifetime."

"Lu Yinke, you're drunk." Du Yu stood with his backlit, his expression was unclear at the junction of light and dark.

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk..." He pouted, and Lingguang's big eyes danced weakly, "I can still drink!"

"you're drunk."

"I don't!"

"you're drunk."

"No……"

"you're drunk."

"Okay, then I'm drunk." He lay down on the table and gestured with his hands, like holding a ball between his thumb and forefinger, "That's just... a... Diu Diu."

"Drunk." Du Yu sighed as if he was relieved, and muttered in a low voice, "Drinking and smoking, why do you have so many bad habits?"

"I can change it," the hearer raised his chin and looked up at him, Shui Ling blinked his big eyes, "for...you."

"Don't do it for me, do it for yourself." Finally, Du Yu couldn't help it anymore, he reached out and rubbed his soft hairy head in a ecstasy, "If you wake up and tell me this, I will definitely leave immediately."

He squatted down: "Are you awake?"

Lu Yinke shook his head in a panic: "Drunk! I'm drunk! I'm drunk! Very drunk! I... don't know anything!"

"Well," Du Yu hummed softly, scratching his feathers like a feather, "I think so too."

"Then you can do your own thing," he got up and patted his head, "I'm going to the guest room."

"Good night..." the drunk shouted behind him.

He glanced back, and his tone was rarely softened: "Good night."

Lu Yinke's house not only has a single style, but even the nose is filled with high-grade incense woody cool notes, like cedar and new rain.If I remember correctly, there was none last time I came here.

Although it smells good, it's hard to think of Lu Yinke's image. It would be more appropriate to say it's Du Yu.

It may be that Simmons' mattress is too soft, or the pillow under the neck is too fluffy, or the air conditioner on the body is too thin, no matter what the reason is, Du Yu finds it particularly difficult to sleep tonight.

He couldn't help thinking of Lu Yinke who was a few rooms away.

It's been a month since the teaching support, and school will start in a few days. During this period, they haven't contacted each other once.

Du Yu sometimes clicks into his WeChat interface, and almost every time he can see the changes in the photo column below.When he has nothing to do, he will click in and have a look, so he also knows that he won the prize in the competition in Beijing.

That photo was taken really ugly, Lu Yinke's dark circles under his eyes were ridiculously heavy, his whole person seemed to be in a trance, and his spirit was far behind when he was teaching.

How could you make yourself look like this?

Du Yu originally wanted to send a WeChat message of congratulations and greetings, but he couldn't press the send button after the words were typed, and finally deleted them with stiff fingers.

Isn't he a follower?How can you not come to find yourself until now.

Du Yu once thought that this friend was impossible.

until today……

"Click."

It was the sound of the door lock being opened.

This is followed by a deliberately light pace.

Du Yu's eyeballs trembled in the closed eyelids.

It seems that someone is coming.