Religious Faith

Later we continued to climb up, and he took pictures again when we reached the top of the mountain.After going down the mountain, we smashed the stall, and I ordered some wine.

"Do you want to drink?" I asked him.

He shook his head and said, "Just drink." He doesn't drink much, at least I haven't seen him much, and he doesn't even mention smoking.

I drank six beers that night and wasn't very drunk.Some people drink alcohol to lose their liver, some people drink to lose their kidneys, and I am the latter.So when you drink, it's okay to release a few shots of water.

"You can drink like this?" He looked up at me.

"What's this?" I rolled down a bunch of skewers in one gulp, "My grandpa won't get drunk after drinking three catties of baijiu. I just inherited a little bit, but I'm not as good as him."

He nodded and continued to eat quietly.He eats very elegantly. For example, when eating barbecue, he gently bites off a piece of meat with his teeth, and then chews slowly. He will never speak or make a sound while chewing.So in comparison, I'm much ruder.

Later, I also imitated his way of eating, and one person said: "You look good when you eat." I smiled slightly and said: "Because there is a person who eats like this, and I learned from him." He nodded appreciatively and said, "Then he is very educated."

This person's surname is Zeng, and we will talk about him later.

He didn't care how much I drank, as long as I could walk home.

After eating and drinking enough, we went home and took a shower to get rid of the smell of tobacco, wine and barbecue, and then went to bed.Probably because of the alcohol, so I slept soundly.

He went to work on time the next day, and I slept in until ten o'clock.After waking up, I tidied up and started to practice the piano, because I still had six lessons with Mr. Wang. As a form of farewell to the violin, I did not ask him to refund, so I must cherish the last opportunity to learn the piano.I kept pulling except for eating, but when he came home from get off work, I was so focused on pulling that I didn't notice it.At the end of the song, I put down the piano and saw that he had come back and changed his clothes.

"Did you eat?" I picked up the piano.

"Yeah." He nodded, then came to the computer again and started doing private work.

The few times I went to Mr. Wang, he praised me for my progress.After the last class, I said, "Sir, I won't learn this piano anymore."

He obviously didn't expect me to say this, he was stunned for a few seconds, then he came back to his senses and asked, "Why?"

"I don't want to learn anymore." I put away the piano and said to him solemnly, "I'm going to work."

"...is it about the violin?"

"No."

He frowned: "Can you tell me why you gave up?"

I shrugged and said, "Because it's too expensive."

He frowned deeper: "This is not something you should consider, does your brother know about this?"

"I know." I lied to Mr. Wang.

"I still think you shouldn't give up. After all, your talent is very high. You have to know that not everyone can do it,"

"Sir." I interrupted him: "I really don't want to study anymore."

"..." He sighed, opened his mouth, but stopped.

Thinking about it now, he might never be willing to say that sentence: "You go."

Although he has a weird personality, he is really enthusiastic and an artist at heart.It's not that I'm bragging, he really likes me.Being his student would be scolded miserably, and I would definitely be scolded no less than others, but if you want to ask who he likes the most, it is naturally me.But he poured 50.00% of his efforts into me, but only [-]% of his confidence in me.He can see clearly that I may not be able to reach the end of this road.

He is afraid of disappointment, so he does not pin all his hopes.

I just want to sigh, good luck tricks people.

After class, I went home and looked at the awards and trophies displayed in the cabinet... I blinked and then stuffed them all under the bed.

To say that there is no reluctance at all is actually a lie.After all, all the hard work has been done.

The piano is hung on the wall by me, I think I may never touch it again in my life, but let's hang it here.

After eating, I went to work.

I want to tell Li Jinze that I don't have to live a particularly good life, as long as I have him, I can support myself, and that's enough.

I'm not him, I don't live up to expectations, and I don't have much ambition.I also don't care about being an abandoned student at school, I'm used to giving up on myself, and I also know that no one in this world cares about me except Li Jinze, and no one wants me except Li Jinze, so Jiang Cheng only wants Li Jinze.

My first job was as a network administrator.

In fact, I didn’t quite believe my ears when I first interviewed—the monthly salary was only a little over 1000.

But I don't know what else I can do. Making a lot of money requires technical skills, but I don't know anything.At this time, I realized that studying well can really be eaten.But not only did I not study well, I didn't have any skills.I've always been spoiled by Li Jinze. To be honest, even if I said I wanted to learn electric welding, he wouldn't be willing.

I started to go to work that day and didn't get off work until ten o'clock in the evening.I looked up from the game, only to see a lot of missed calls on my phone, all from him.

Another call came, and I answered it with a sigh.

"What on earth have you been doing!" He asked angrily, "Where are you?"

"I'm running...I haven't heard it all the time." A little guilty.

"Running? How long have you been running? Did you run out of Beijing?" His voice was cold and slightly mocking.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." I scratched my head and said, "I'm going back now."

I knew I was wrong, and I dared not speak when I got home.He immediately asked, "Do you know how worried I am? There are so many scammers in Beijing, I thought you were abducted! You didn't know to tell me when you went out? Do you know how long I've been looking for you?" ?” His face was a little red with anger, his voice was louder than usual, and he was more emotional.

"Jinze..." I obediently bowed my head and admitted my mistake, "I'm sorry for making you worry..."

"I'm worried, I'm just worried and I'm lucky! In case something happens to you, how do you want me to save you?" At the end of his speech, he actually choked up.He looked at me, wanted to say something a few times, but he forcibly held back his stomach. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "...if you make a mistake...how do you want me to live..."

I suddenly feel a little sour in my heart. In fact, you are also afraid of losing me, right?

He sighed and asked, "Did you eat?"

Playing games all afternoon, how can I care about eating?I shook my head and said, "No."

He got up and went to the kitchen, walking with a limp, and I asked, "What happened to your foot?"

He didn't speak, I guess he sprained because he looked for me.How fast he had to go, how far he walked...

He cooked noodles for me, and also made two poached eggs, and put some sugar in the soup, which was delicious.

He sat across from me, looked at me, and asked me, "Why do you suddenly think of running?"

"I want to have abs...biceps...uh," I thought, "and I want to be taller."

He said blankly, "I'll get you a fitness card tomorrow."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Is this really revealing?And how can he make him spend money again?I quickly said: "I feel very happy to run, and feel that life is full of light."

He smiled, very lightly, almost just moving the corners of his mouth.Looking back now, there is a feeling of a superficial smile...

The author has something to say: the plot needs it, and it is not intentional to black Beijing. In fact, I personally like Beijing quite a lot.Children in Beijing, don't be angry, okay~