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Monday, August 2018, 9

Nine seventeen in the evening.

Monday is really a bad day no matter how you look at it, especially when you are woken up by the alarm clock at [-] o'clock in the morning and get up to go to work in the company.

Anyway, being forced to do something with great purpose will always make people very painful in the end.

For example, when I was young, my father forced me to write a diary, and I felt very painful. When I was older, I learned to reflect on myself, and then realized that the pain was not "writing a diary" itself, but that he asked me to do it. What’s more, he has to read, comment on my diary and even suggest typos that need to be corrected.

In the same way, it can be argued that once a personal hobby becomes a tool for making money or becomes something you have to do, then that thing will suddenly make people become...

It's more like panic than pain.

I had been playing DOTA before my sophomore year, and my roommate took me to play League of Legends. I despised this game for a long time as an elementary school game. Because my posture was too arrogant, I had to bear the shackles and secretly groped at the computer at night. practiced, and finally reached the highest rank in the dormitory, and pretended to be calm and said that this was really a game for elementary school students.

Being dragged and led by a few people in the dormitory, he went to the back to do a booster and lead people, and formed the school's first e-sports team.

All my thoughts from the past are gone. During that time, I almost had a red light. In fact, I was not the so-called e-sports spirit. I felt that I was being pushed away. Everything deviated from the original intention. When I lose a game, I always have to go to the bathroom and sit on the toilet and watch my left and right hands tremble uncontrollably.

When I mentioned this to Ruan Xinhe, he satirized me calmly on the phone from a distance of hundreds of kilometers, saying that I am an idol with too much burden, and I am too concerned about gains and losses, no, no, no.

Ruan Xinhe is the usual dead duck with a hard mouth. At that time, we should barely be regarded as the period of passionate love. I lost the game and sat on the toilet to distract him. He satirized me abruptly. I hung up the phone and the next day This person appeared in the downstairs of my dormitory from a thousand miles away.

In fact, there is nothing worthy of admiration or even admiration. During the period of passionate love, who is not a fool?

I don't have the habit of collecting train tickets, otherwise I would probably have a thick stack.

He was wrapped up in the cold wind like an idiot and stomped his feet. The hat and scarf covered him up. I don’t even remember what this man looked like. He took a look at me and sniffed: “I don’t have a fucking ticket, I’ll stand for eleven hours came."

I reached out to pull the scarf covering his face, but he avoided it: "Don't move, I haven't washed my face or brushed my teeth."

"Stupid." I glanced at him.

He also chuckled twice: "It's not that there are no holidays on weekends, I'll come to see you, and the ticket to go back has already been bought."

"Anyway, I've skipped classes, it doesn't matter if I skip a few more classes, I'll change the sign." I said I wanted to take him to the back street of the school for dinner.

"No, no, no, I'm really going to fail the exam later, and I have to go back to school to make up the exam before the winter vacation." He flinched.

I stared at him for a long time, reached out and squeezed his wrist through his thick sleeve: "Then I'll take you back to the station."

He laughed twice again, like a fool, so I couldn't help laughing like a fool.

When I sent him to the train station, I specially bought him something to eat in the car. Before entering the station, he ticked my palm and asked me secretly: "Are you still angry?"

To be honest, I didn't know where I was angry at the time, I looked at him inexplicably, and shook my head blankly.

He took the train ticket out of his wallet and looked at me: "Are you not angry?"

"Why am I angry?" I was a little helpless.

He blinked: "Then don't be sad."

"Why am I so sad?" I really didn't remember anything at the time, I only knew that Ruan Xinhe had stood on the train for eleven hours to see me, and I didn't remember anything the moment I saw him. I just remember that Ruan Xinhe really looks good even if he is wrapped tightly.

None of the crowds at the train station was as good as Ruan Xinhe standing there waving goodbye to me.

It is said that the IQ of human beings has always dropped significantly during the period of passionate love.

It wasn't until he got on the train and I got on the bus back to school that I received a text message from him that I suddenly remembered why this person came all the way to find me.

He texted me.

"Dou Cheng, it's okay to lose the game, anyway, I still love you, I love you the most."

Now that I think about it, I feel a little nauseous. If Ruan Xinhe sent me such a text message at this moment, I would definitely reply him and say hello.

But then I didn't.

At that time, I received the second text message from Ruan Xinhe, saying: "I forgot to tell you that I love you when I left. I love you. Make it up."

Then I will go back too.

"I love you too."

If you can think on Monday that this moment is not lying on your bed with nothing to do, looking at your phone and giggling, or picking your feet and touching your lover who has a round belly because of eating too much, then it may make Monday a little bit easier.

Of course, if you don't have a lover, then think about your cat.

Anyway, people always have to find a reason to comfort themselves, so that they can find an excuse to get up and go to work tomorrow.