When I came out I picked up a nemesis

"There are too many similar things, so many that I think that I am really a person who can't do anything well. I can't satisfy anyone except my grandma. I am a person who is irresponsible to the family and the elders. "

Han Qiao's finger flicked Xie Ruiyan's forehead: "Don't say that, it's because your father didn't do a good job. If you can do such an extreme thing, an ordinary child would have collapsed long ago. You are very strong, but you don't have it yourself. Discover."

Xie Ruiyan laughed and said: "After being a fool for so many years, I realized that I can actually change. But people always like to live in the comfort zone, so the idea of ​​what I want to do is just a flash, and finally I It’s still the same as before.”

"Xiao Xie, wait for me, I'll be right back."

"How soon?"

"Time to boil a pot of water."

Han Qiao got up and walked to the kitchen, filled a hot water bottle and came back, stuffed it into Xie Ruiyan's arms, and let him lean against her.

"Are you comfortable now?"

"Comfortable."

"Okay, then, Mr. Han's lecture has started."

Xie Ruiyan nodded: "Please tell me."

Han Qiao looked at Xie Ruiyan with a slight smile, and said, "The concept of the comfort zone itself was invented by people, and it is a false proposition.

When you realize the three words 'comfort zone', the state you are in itself is not comfortable enough, otherwise you will not want to change.

Change is difficult, and qualitative change cannot be accomplished overnight.People have the inertia of changing back to their past selves, take your time, don't push yourself too hard.

Judging from your family conditions and life trajectory, it is very rare for you to have such an awareness. You are great, really.No matter what others say, in my opinion, you, Xie Ruiyan, now in my house, is a small miracle in daily life. "

Xie Ruiyan lowered his eyes, as if staring in a daze at the heat source tightly hugged in his arms, but Han Qiao knew that he had listened.

"I don't have much I can do for you, but you can live in this home for as long as you want. People who know me say that I work first, and I really won't bring a partner home, and I won't say that I will let you do it someday." a light bulb or move it away, you can rest assured."

As Han Qiao said, he put his hand on Xie Ruiyan's forehead again. It was a little warmer than the abnormal coldness just now.

When he first picked up Xie Ruiyan, he put it on Xie Ruiyan's forehead to see if he had a fever. Later, he found that Xie Ruiyan's basal body temperature was indeed 0.5 higher than that of ordinary people, and he felt warm and comfortable.

Not only does it measure body temperature, but the palm is now closer to the frontal lobe of the brain that processes cognition, emotion, and pain.It is said that being touched on the forehead is conducive to the secretion of dopamine, which makes people feel happy.

Of course, the premise is to be touched by someone who doesn't hate it; Han Qiao is not sure whether he is stroking backwards now.

Xie Ruiyan was silent, but he didn't move his hand on his forehead, and it took a long time before he said, "It's hot."

It doesn't seem to be annoying.

Han Qiao patted his forehead, not wanting to let this topic end.It is a good time to further attack and break the defense. He took himself as an example: "Reciprocity, let's talk about my dad."

Xie Ruiyan nodded and said, "Okay."

Han Qiao recalled his father and opened up the long-term chatterbox.

"As I said before, Teacher Han, that is, my dad, teaches high school Chinese. Most teachers like to chatter, and he is no exception. He will lecture me while eating at the dinner table. He is a talker. , but we are all used to it. If he is on a business trip, no one at home will talk about it, and he will be very deserted. At least half of those famous sayings are taught by him, and the rest are learned by myself.

He likes to be called Teacher Han, and it is no exception to me. I rarely call him Dad.From the beginning of the post, every time it comes to the end of the year, Mr. Han will come back with a certificate of excellence for teachers, and sometimes there are dozens of bonuses.He can be happy for a long time.My mother is a person who loves work and making money very much. She joked that he can be happy with such a small amount of money, but Teacher Han said that this is the affirmation of his teaching career by the leaders and students.

Teacher Han is from Wuxi and loves sweets. I taught me how to make sweet soup-filled steamed buns when I was five years old. I burned my hands at that time. Is it the same as you burned the pot? "

Xie Ruiyan suddenly realized: "Did you pack the breakfast yourself?"

"That's not true. I bought it from the steamed stuffed bun shop downstairs. The only thing I did was to insert the cherry. The neighbor I met on the road bought fruit and gave it to me. He also had an Alaska on his leash, which is very cute." Han Qiao He swallowed the words "that dog is very similar to you" into his mouth, "If you want to eat dumplings, I'll go buy wheat flour and all-purpose flour in a while."

"It's very late, let's go tomorrow. Don't insert cherries this time." Xie Rui said that Baidu had passed the metaphor of cherries, but he didn't want to delve into this issue with Han Qiao. "Let's talk about Teacher Han."

"Okay. Mr. Han also knows a lot of chess games. He has won the bronze medal of the Go Cup in the province. He is also the holder of the freestyle time record in the city. He has no trophy, only a piece of paper, and he sold scraps once. He sold all those awards together, and was so wronged that he didn't eat well for three days. He is a very confused person in life, but he is also a person that everyone will like."

Han Qiao talked about his father, Xie Ruiyan listened carefully, inexplicably longing for such a parent-child relationship: "Has Mr. Han retired? If not, I want to go to his public class. I also like Go, and I haven't played against anyone for a long time .”

"There are chess boards and chess pieces upstairs. I'll go up and get them later, and I'll play with you." Han Qiao smiled lightly, "Actually, my impression of my dad was only when he was 35 years old. After my mother passed away, there was no A few years ago, my dad rescued a man who fell into the water and followed him."

"he……"

"It is said that those who are good at swimming die in water, and those who are good at fighting die in soldiers. Mr. Han is very fond of this proverb, and has proved it with practical actions. It is true."

Xie Ruiyan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, but his expression was much more pitiful than when Han Qiao just picked him up.

"Han Qiao, isn't it..."

"Don't apologize, just chat normally." Han Qiao interrupted Xie Ruiyan's "singing", grabbed one of his fingers, and used his fingertip to draw a smiling face that children like on Xie Ruiyan's fingertips.

"It's been a long time. I didn't feel bad, and I didn't feel that what my dad did was unworthy. The girl he saved is now living a wonderful life and has become a community volunteer. I visited my dad's grave earlier. Have met for three years."

Xie Ruiyan imagined the encounter between the two. Fortunately, the other party did not forget the person who saved her, but he still felt sorry for Han Qiao: "Isn't it really uncomfortable?"

"Compared with most families, the time we spend together may not be long, but I am already very satisfied, and the memories are all good. I think, Teacher Han has no regrets in his heart. Thinking of them, I have the strength to move forward and courage."

Xie Ruiyan nodded, also showing a smile, with the tide in his eyes.

Han Qiao was afraid of the cold, but Xie Ruiyan was not. At this moment, Xie Ruiyan tucked his fingers, with most of his palms wrapped in his sleeves, with a convinced expression like a hedgehog covered in thorns.

The thorns are also soft, allowing people to touch, touch, or even pinch them unscrupulously.

It wasn't enough for Han Qiao to get one finger, so he couldn't help touching two more fingers, holding them both in his hand.

Xie Ruiyan had no choice but to hold the hot water bottle in one hand and grind his molars: "Mr. Han, you really like to make small movements. My head, my forehead, my hands, where else do you want to touch?"

"You felt all over my body just now, don't be embarrassed."

"...makes sense."

Han Qiao held Xie Ruiyan's fingertips, shook the three fingers pinched by him, and said solemnly and gently: "Meeting is fate, whether as a former rival or as a roommate today, teach each other more, no What things can’t be solved by good communication. If you encounter any troubles, you can tell me, okay, Xiaoxie?”

Han Qiao cherishes getting along with others very much. Following his logic, Xie Ruiyan couldn't even say no.

Of course, he couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

Xie Ruiyan relaxed his fingers, pulled up his sleeves, and pressed his palm against Han Qiao's.

Xie Ruiyan's face was serious, but his eyes were bright and dry: "Shake hands again."