When I came out I picked up a nemesis

Zhuang Bi received an ordinary call from Mr. Han in his ordinary daily life.

But intuition is still somewhat different.

Han Qiao's voice was gentle, but his attitude was tough: "Xiao Zhuang, please refuse all the entertainments for this season, no dinner parties, no tea drinks, no coffee treats, and no masks that need to be removed during the meeting."

Zhuang Bi blew rainbow fart sincerely: "You follow the command of the central document like this, and you are the model of epidemic prevention."

Mr. Han accepts the praise and hides his achievements and fame.

The deeper reason is just that I don't want to get drunk anymore and eliminate all possibilities of drinking.

After drinking the day before, he couldn't remember what he did at that time. When he woke up the next day, what was waiting for him was Xie Ruiyan's resentful eyes.

Han Qiao couldn't think of what he had done at all, so he could only ask the person concerned: "Did I do something that displeased you?"

"I didn't do anything." Xie Ruiyan covered his face, not really wanting to talk about this topic.

Han Qiao pulled Xie Ruiyan's palm away, and saw a blushing cheek underneath.

Of course, Han Qiao would not have thought that he picked it with his index and middle fingers, and he also used his thumb to pinch it.

"A mosquito bit your face?"

Xie Rui said that life has nothing to love: "Yeah, it's such a big mosquito, I really want to sit on my butt and die."

Han Qiao: "?"

All the memories of that night were gone like ashes, only the impression of "sleep well" was firmly nailed in Han Qiao's mind.

Han Qiao's sleep disorder has lasted for more than ten years. The initial cause was dementia and migraines inherited from his mother.

In the past, painkillers and melatonin could still be used to get over it, but since Beethoven is gone, it is not easy to be suppressed by the medicine recommended by the doctor alone.

Han Qiao changed several waves of gentle calming drugs, but they couldn't reach Xie Ruiyan's dimple, and his whole body would be sucked in. The hypnotic effect was top-notch, and the principle is unknown.

Han Qiao wanted to see Xie Ruiyan's dimples again, just like a shit-shoveling officer who has a cat can't help but want to bury his hair and suck a cat.

It is an addiction that cannot be quit at all. Once this switch is turned on, it will die.

Han Qiao was looking for people all over the house: "Xie Ruiyan?"

Far away in the sky, close at hand.

Since Xie Ruiyan took the ordinary violin, he started the hamster hoarding mode and moved the musical instruments in the study to the guest room.Apart from the guitar, he is willing to try everything. When Han Qiao needs to use it, Xie Ruiyan will move it out.

Under Han Qiao's instructions, Xie Ruiyan was taking out the double bass from the guest room and moving it back to the study. He just yelled "I'm right at the door of your room" when his foot slipped.

There was water dragged by a mopping machine on the ground. The two collided and both fell to the ground, just like the scene of a large car accident.

Han Qiao: "How are you, did you fall on your head?"

Xie Ruiyan: "Qin, isn't the double bass broken?"

Han Qiao: "?"

Xie Ruiyan was relieved to see that the double bass was intact, and realized that it was Han Qiao who had placed it underneath as a meat pad for the violin.

Han Qiao laughed: "Why do you treasure my instrument more than me?"

"Are you okay?" Xie Ruiyan held the violin with one hand, clasped Han Qiao's fingers, and pulled him up, "I didn't think of you in my first reaction, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just like you resist freezing, I also resist falling." Han Qiao looked at Xie Ruiyan's fingers and smiled little by little. "You like them so much, and the instrument itself will respond to you."

"I like it, but..." Xie Ruiyan said after deliberation, "I gave up once, and I don't know how far I can go."

Sometimes, people will fall into deeper anxiety when they think of the words that have been praised for their talents. If this is the case, why do I still fail so easily?Why am I still easily shaken?Why am I always tempted to give up what I want to hold on to?

In the day-to-day cycle, it's like being under a spell, as much as you love, you will be as troubled as you are. This is a contradictory emotion, and it should not be the emotion that a person who loves something should have.

"It's actually nothing but it's normal to be confused. I don't know if you've heard the saying that passion is even more important than talent. Those who can go to the end with the goal they choose are often not those who have nothing but talent. He is an ordinary person with a passion for life, step by step."

Xie Ruiyan clearly didn't say anything, but Han Qiao slowly said it as if he had a connection with him.

Han Qiao has already mastered the skill of smoothing hair.

"You are also an ordinary person, but you have one more buff than them." Han Qiao tapped the tip of Xie Ruiyan's nose, "Whether this buff is brought about by genes, whether it is brain and understanding, or even the soft and dexterous hands, say It’s important and important, and it’s not wrong to say it’s not important.”

"You can be complacent about it, you can rely on it, but don't let it become your burden, you have to think, you are great, even if you don't have it, you can do it. As long as you think, subjective initiative is more than everything, ideal It doesn't matter."

No one said to Xie Ruiyan, "You are an ordinary person".

They never said the exact opposite to him.

"Your talent is so strong, it's a pity if you don't use it, hurting the modern version of Zhongyong."

"If I were as strong as you, I would have succeeded long ago. Even though I worked so hard, why didn't God give me your talent..."

"Xie Ruiyan, I really envy you. Born into such a family, you have a father who can save you from struggling for a lifetime. There are countless possibilities for your future. If you want to give up, you can give up. If one road is gone, you can easily find another. , and us ordinary people have no choice at all, how can you understand us?"

His elder brother has also said this countless times, from being happy for his younger brother at the beginning, to envy and jealousy at the end, until he fell into a completely dark mood, cursing Xie Ruiyan to take his useless talent, the farther the better, and finally To go to the other side of the world and never come back.

"Xiao Xie, I found that you always think about a lot of things, and it's hard for you to digest those things by yourself. Slowly, they will overwhelm you." Han Qiao held Xie Ruiyan's head and only pressed gently. After a moment, he released, "I can't let you let go of the invisible burden so easily, but maybe you can try yoga, meditation, meditation, let the body and consciousness relax slowly, do it by yourself, or with me .”

"If I want to be lazy... If one day, for some reason, I suddenly lose enthusiasm, no inspiration, and I feel that I can't do what I want to do, how can I continue?"

"I just read a 'five times theory' recently. In the face of a failure, few people can persevere five times. After the fifth time, it cannot be said to be a success, at least touch the method and master the proficiency. Not only mechanical work, even creative ones.”

"I also encourage myself from time to time. Don't give up when you are tired or feel that you can't keep going. Compared with enthusiasm, this is more like a test of willpower. Perseverance is not something that is born in life. It can be slowed down. Cultivate slowly, be patient. Appropriately distract and do other things, and inspiration will come back to you.”

"Although I don't know what you are doing now, no matter what kind of work you do, or you are immersed in your hobbies, I am really happy for you. People can turn around and pick up things that have been put down , not afraid of being stung and hit again, such a choice is precious."

"To give you a word, we cannot choose the external environment, but we can choose the response to the external environment. The ancient Roman Stoic philosopher, Epictetus said, is my motto in life."

When Han Qiao said these words, he thought of Lone Wolf.He also used similar words to comfort the other party, wondering if the little wolf cub is doing well now.

Xie Ruiyan listened patiently and shouted softly, "I understand, Teacher Han."

Han Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and put his palm on the top of Xie Ruiyan's head.

"Touch your head again."

"Hate being touched?"

"I don't hate it." Xie Ruiyan raised his eyes to look at people, his dimples were deeply condensed, "You always say that you can say it directly if you have something to say. Liu Dong also said that you like straightforward people, like him. And, for you As far as I am concerned, the dimples also have buffs."

"Buff?" In a blink of an eye, Mr. Han recalled a little detail about being drunk.

They seem to mention dimples, and...

"Xie Ruiyan, did you pick the mosquito bag on your face?"

A little detail that Han Qiao thinks is worth a billion in Xie Ruiyan's mind.

"Mosquito bites," Xie Ruiyan slapped his face on the spot, throwing away his precious candor, and the mouth that had been missing for many days returned, "Yu Nu Wu Gu!"

The author has something to say: [Classical occasions between Ba Zong and Ba Dong]

Han Qiao: You can run a horse on your forehead.

Liu Ling: Got it, you praised me for being full of heaven and heroic.

Han Qiao: I said your face is really big.