“...... No, there's still a lot of time!"

In the restaurant, at the same time as He Zhijian's words fell, He Shi, who was sitting next to him, who had been depressed, seemed to be unable to control his emotions anymore and retorted loudly.

When the conversation sounded, the whole noisy and lively restaurant couldn't help but be quiet.

But then, after seeing that there was no special situation, a group of customers retracted their eyes one after another, and each of them talked, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, and the sound of chatting and communicating drowned out the sound of He Shi.

At the dining table by the window, Lian Ge's eyes turned to He Shi.

After venting his emotions, He Shi lowered his head again, stared at the dining table, and did not speak.

He Zhijian first signaled to Lian Ge and the others apologetically, and then turned his head to look at his son,

“...... Hours, do you remember what I meant by giving you this name?" He Zhijian said to his son in a low voice.

Hearing this, He Shi raised his head and looked at He Zhijian, then lowered his head again, and pulled the tablecloth on the table with his fingers, but did not answer.

“...... I give you this name in the hope that you know that time is precious, that every minute and every second of time is priceless, unique, and once it has passed, it will never come again. ”

Listening to He Zhijian's words, He Shi still lowered his head and was silent,

"Remember the story that Dad told you...... Remember the meaning of that story?"

Hearing this, He Shi raised his head again and looked at He Zhijian,

“...... If you don't get what needs to be done in a certain amount of time, it will have an impact for a long time. ”

He Shi spoke, while still pulling the tablecloth,

"But today is obviously on vacation, Dad, you are also on vacation, can't you just play a little more?" Dad ......" He Shi said, a little aggrieved,

“...... Then do you remember, why are we in such a hurry today?" He Zhijian asked again,

"Because I got up half an hour later than we agreed...... However, it's a holiday, can't you let me sleep more? Xu Zihan can sleep until late when she is on vacation......

"You could have slept a little longer, but the result is that you have to compress your time on other things, or give up something that you need to do, and you're willing to give up going to the amusement park today, and at the same time you can't get things done today?"

He Zhijian said patiently.

Hearing this, He Shi looked at his father and fell silent again.

"No, right. He Zhijian spoke, reached out and touched He Shi's hair, and said comfortingly,

"So we can't waste a single second of our time, because every bit of time you waste will be made up at a greater cost.

And, most importantly, we have to do what we need to accomplish at every stage, otherwise it will affect our ultimate goal.

It's like if you don't make it to an amusement park this week, then the next week, you're going to have to choose between an amusement park and a zoo, you know?"

Hearing this, He Shi nodded,

"I'm sorry, Dad......"

Hearing this, He Zhijian smiled and rubbed He Shi's hair.

......

Turning his head again, He Zhijian looked at Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying apologetically,

“...... I'm sorry, Mr. Lian, let the two of you laugh. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled slightly and shook his head,

"Mr. He's idea is quite interesting. ”

"A little superficial, Mr. Lian praised it falsely. ”

"I just don't know, what does Mr. He mean by running out of time?" Lian Ge glanced at He, looked at He Zhijian again, and asked calmly.

Hearing this, He Zhijian smiled and waved his hand,

"It's just a little idea of my own, and I hope Mr. Lian won't laugh at it. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge shook his head slightly, didn't answer, and waited for He Zhijian's next words,

“...... There are many people who think that the time of a lifetime is like a timer, pressed at the moment of birth, and the number no longer grows at the time of death.

In my opinion, the time of a lifetime is like a countdown, and from the moment of birth, a person enters the countdown to death, no matter what the number on the countdown is, it will eventually return to zero. ”

"Born to die?" Lian Ge glanced at He Zhijian and said in a calm tone,

"I can't afford that word. He Zhijian shook his head, "I just feel that every minute and every second people are approaching death." People often ask what we have left to do in the last three days, but no one asks what we have left to do in 30,000 days, in fact, we don't have much time. It's not that people don't know, but most people choose to escape, and paralyze themselves, not to think about this kind of problem.

I've lived almost a third of my life, or even more.

It's like there's only three days left.

If I can't do what I need to do before each time period, I won't be able to do what I need to accomplish by the time the countdown reaches zero. ”

After speaking, He Zhijian fell silent, and his thoughts seemed to drift a little away.

"Aren't you tired?" Lian Ge looked at He Zhijian and asked calmly.

Hearing this, He Zhijian turned his gaze again, looked at Lian Ge and smiled, and replied

"Do people feel tired when they need to sleep, drink, eat or replenish their energy every day in order to survive? ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at He Zhijian and didn't say anything more.

......

And at this moment, the two waiters also took the dishes separately and walked to the side of the two tables.

“...... Sir, this is the food you want to eat, all of them are ready, do you think you need something to drink?"

"No, let's have two bowls of rice. ”

Lian Ge retracted his gaze and looked at the waiter and replied,

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll get you some food. ”

With that, the waiter walked away quickly.

He Zhijian, who was at the table next to him, turned his head again and said to Lian Ge and the two

"Mr. Lian, let's not talk about it first, let's eat first. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge nodded, and after looking at it, he withdrew his gaze.

Next to Lian Ge, Gu Xiaoying also withdrew her gaze and picked up the chopsticks.

......

"Lian Ge, how does this fish-flavored shredded pork taste?

"To borrow the words of a master of Sichuan cuisine, there is no authentic cuisine, only traditional cuisine...... Sour. ”

Talking casually, Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying were eating.

At the table next to him, He Zhijian didn't turn his head to talk to Lian Ge, talking to his children, and eating the same thing.

The conversation at the two tables seemed to merge into the noise of the restaurant, and the lobby became more and more lively.

......

After a long time, the diners at the tables in the lobby left one after another, and the restaurant was quiet again.

Before 1 p.m., He Zhijian and his son finished lunch, and after settling the bill, they hurriedly got up and walked outside the restaurant.

"Mr. Lian, you use it slowly, let's go first. ”

......

Seeing the figures of He Zhijian's father and son disappear from sight, Lian Ge withdrew his gaze,

On the side, Gu Xiaoying also retracted her gaze,

“...... Lian Ge, if this person is really like what he said, it means that he is under the pressure of death every day, and the sense of urgency brought by time, his nerves will be tense all the time, and the whole person is like a tightened clockwork......" Gu Xiaoying looked at Lian Ge and asked softly,

"You say, is he really right to do that?"

Hearing this, the chopsticks in the singer Lian paused, turned his eyes to look at Gu Xiaoying, and shook his head slightly,

"It's not right, it's just a choice. ”

When the words fell, Gu Xiaoying nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any more.

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