desensitization therapy

On the first day of the new year, Fang Zhilian took an early morning flight to Yanjing.

Chen Langqing came to pick up the plane, and the two of them left the airport and went straight to the city center. First, they found a tea restaurant nearby to have morning tea, chatting while eating.

It was already afternoon after morning tea, Chen Langqing took Fang Zhilian to the studio.The studio is located in a 5A office building in the CBD. It was mostly a holiday on the first day of the new year, and the usually bustling office building seemed deserted.

The studio is on the 42nd floor, and the basic public space is not small. From the dark floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can overlook the busy traffic in the central business district, as if you are standing in the heart of the entire city.

Chen Langqing signaled Fang Zhilian to sit down casually, and went out to answer the phone first.

Fang Zhilian looked around the office area. Before Chen Langqing came back, he randomly found a desk and sat down. When he looked up, he saw a stack of project documents and two scattered sketches on the desk.

The drawing in the beginning of the expansion was neat and standardized. Fang Zhilian stared at it for a while, saw some problems with the road network, and habitually wanted to make corrections, only to suddenly realize that this was someone else's workplace.

He stopped writing, found a piece of translucent sulfuric acid paper to cover the sketch, and sketched a rough design idea.

Chen Langqing didn't know when he came over, and he brought back two cups of coffee. Fang Zhilian raised his head belatedly, and took a cup.

"You really know how to find it." Chen Langqing pointed to the untouched files, "You can easily find our biggest project."

Fang Zhilian asked, "Is this a resort project?"

Chen Langqing snapped his fingers, turned on the host, and showed him the plan and the color floor plan.

The two chatted back and forth about plans and design ideas for a long time, until it was dark before Fang Zhilian felt tired.

Chen Langqing wanted to invite him to a famous Japanese restaurant for dinner, but Fang Zhilian couldn't move anymore, and said, "Eat whatever you want, my hotel is nearby, I'll go back directly later."

"Is that called seafood?" Chen Langqing suggested, "There is a hotel nearby that serves good sweet shrimp and sashimi, but I didn't make an appointment in advance, so I can only order takeaway."

Fang Zhilian nodded, expressing that he had no objection.

After counting the meals, Chen Lang slumped on the sofa, and started to persuade Fang Zhilian again after he had nothing to do: "I am confident this time, as long as the two of us work together to make a business combination and expand the scale, the future is indeed promising."

"Is this how you make cakes for your employees?" Fang Zhilian smiled, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Chen Langqing raised his eyebrows: "If I could draw so well, I wouldn't open a studio, I would have gone to MLM a long time ago. To be honest, what prospects do you have when you return to Linchuan?"

Fang Zhilian smiled but didn't answer, Chen Langqing guessed on his own: "It's not because of your first love, is it?"

This time Fang Zhilian stopped smiling.

"Really?"

"..."

"What was the name of your first love?"

After a moment of silence, Fang Zhilian replied, "Song Feijue."

"The name sounds nice," Chen Langqing commented, "It has a good meaning."

Fang Zhilian was taken aback: "What's the meaning?"

Chen Langqing said: "I guessed it. Feijue, Jue doesn't refer to jade wares with gaps. In other words, doesn't it mean perfect?"

Perfect, these four words weighed heavily on Fang Zhilian's heart, he thought in a trance, maybe the person who named Song Feijue really thought so, wanted him to be a moon hanging in the sky forever, thought He becomes a flawless jewel.

But the moon finally set, and Zhenyu became a gapped jade.

Fang Zhilian stayed in Yanjing for more than a week. Before leaving, Chen Langqing repeatedly asked him to think about it.

Last week, the dinner appointment with Zhu Wen was ruined because of the impromptu trip to Yanjing. When he returned to Linchuan, the first thing Fang Zhilian did was to send Zhu Wen a message, asking when he would come out for dinner.

Zhu Wenyi made a decision: "Let's just do it today! It's better to hit the sun than choose the day!"

As a result, the two of them went to climb the mountain without hesitation.

Fang Zhilian didn't know why he appeared here. He arrived in Linchuan just after ten o'clock in the morning. He went home to pack his luggage and rushed to the place that he had made an appointment with Zhu Wen. Take a break, and don't even think about it now.

"It's all here," Zhu Wen, who came to buy sachets for his girlfriend, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Climb."

Ganji Temple is on the top of the mountain in the scenic area, and it was hard to climb up. Zhu Wen asked Fang Zhilian if he would go to ask for a sachet together. Fang Zhilian supported his knee and waved his hand.

Fang Zhilian sat on the stone bench and rested for a while. After his breathing became stable, he entered the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

It's not that he doesn't believe it at all, even if he didn't believe it before, he still believes it now.

There are many Buddhist masters in Ganji Temple, and Fang Zhilian worshiped every one of them.

When prostrating, Fang Zhilian held Gao Xiang in his hands and closed his eyes.When he opened his eyes again, the sunlight coated his side face with a warm tone of light honey color.

Outside the temple, there are monks presenting prayer charms to the tourists who come and go.

Fang Zhilian also got one. He thanked the kind monk and went to sit down in the pavilion beside him.

There is only one wish, and there is no need to think about it.Fang Zhilian first wrote down Song Feijue's name, stroke by stroke, especially seriously.

On the right side of the temple is a large bamboo corridor. The prayer talismans of Ganji Temple are never hung on the branches, but between the bamboo branches in the corridor.The ochre-colored prayer talisman is covered with green bamboo leaves, showing soft decay.

Fang Zhilian tied the prayer talisman to the top of the bamboo branch, closed his eyes, and prayed as devoutly as in a temple.

He is like a believer on a pilgrimage, bowing at three steps and knocking at nine steps.For so many years, I can't say whether it is stupid or deceitful, I only know that I will be a good person diligently, and one day I will be able to meet Song Feijue again.

Before going down the mountain, they ate two bowls of plain noodles together at the noodle shop next to the Ganji Temple. Zhu Wen showed Fang Zhilian the sachet he begged for, and suggested: "Why don't you go and buy a fortune bead bracelet? I'll listen to you." Many people say that this temple is quite spiritual.”

Fang Zhilian touched his empty wrist, shook his head, and said forget it.

The road down the mountain is mostly narrow roads, and the two of them walked down with one deep foot and one shallow foot. Fang Zhilian suddenly asked, "What should a qualified ex-boyfriend be like?"

"I don't know, I don't have an ex-boyfriend."

"What if you were that ex-boyfriend?"

"If you think about it from the standpoint of my ex-girlfriends," Zhu Wen thought for a while before answering solemnly, "it should be... like dead."

Fang Zhilian froze for a moment, but Zhu Wen added another sentence: "But it depends on how we broke up. Haven't you heard a saying that it's easy to get together and easy to separate, and it's not difficult to get together again."

"... Is there such a saying?" Fang Zhilian asked hesitantly.

"Yes." Zhu Wen rubbed his nose, but the answer was not very sure.

Fang Zhilian pinched his fingertips secretly, and after a few seconds, he asked again: "If it didn't spread well?"

Zhu Wen, who was walking in front, glanced back at him, then turned away again, with a frivolous tone, unable to tell whether he was serious or joking.

"It's not difficult to get together and get back together, but the point is to get away easily, to get together again! You don't care if it's hard or not. If it's hard, don't you get together?"

Before he finished speaking, he gave an example of eight poles that couldn't hit the edge: "Like me, everyone said that the college entrance examination is a Roman road, so I fell into the water with [-] points in the exam when I was young and ignorant, and I can't just stay in the water for the rest of my life." Let's go, shake the water and go ashore."

Before Fang Zhilian could figure out what he meant, Zhu Wen had already come to a firm conclusion.

"Besides, it's like death, so die. Haven't you seen a horror movie? Of course, don't let him go if he's a ghost!"

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