The client continued to tell his story.

When he made everyone's dreams come true, he was not as happy as he imagined. When he kept throwing away the so-called "obstructive" things on the way forward, he found that those things seemed to be the most important things he cared about the most. Because he found that when he achieved the so-called "success", there was no one around him who really celebrated him.

From then on, he felt that everything in front of him was nothing. Money, fame, status, everything is nothing. He knew that he had a sense of disgust and guilt when he saw his money. He realized his so-called dream, but he was not happy at all.

He hated himself, he hated his money, he hated everything.

He wants to spend all his money, and he starts looking for the fastest way to spend it. At first, it was just a matter of shopping, and then he started going to the casino. He spent a lot of money there and became a sought-after guest at the casino.

"I finally lost all my money at the casino," he said. Unlike other gamblers, I had a purpose to lose, and when I lost to the point where I was left with a suit, I knew it was time for me to stop. ”

Ning Meng felt very familiar when she heard this story, and thought about the news she saw some time ago. It is said that the rising star of an Internet company is addicted to gambling, and as a result, he loses his family and property, and everyone betrays his relatives, and even the company with good development prospects goes bankrupt and becomes the object of employees' salary demand.

"You won't be the ......"

He said, "Yes, I'm that person." But you probably didn't have any good things to say about me in the report. Everyone likes to watch the story of a person who has no foundation and then becomes a loser because he has no ability to control money, and does not want to think about what is in the heart of this person. ”

To be honest, Ning Meng thought the same thing before she met the hero of this story. She also thought that this was the story of an upstart who once became powerful and didn't know how to get better.

Ning Meng was very interested in his story, and was not even in a hurry to hear his wishes.

The man continued his story.

After returning from the casino, he sold his former high-end home to pay off his debts, then cleaned up the crumbling company, paid all the employees pensions, fulfilled his last responsibilities and obligations as a boss, and then rented a small house on the edge of the city and began to do what was most meaningful to him.

He came from poverty, and now he is back in poverty.

"Everyone says that it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, but that is not encountered. If you really encounter it, people have a strong ability to adapt and can survive in any life. When I have money, I can enjoy what others can't, but when I don't have money, my heart is richer than before. ”

Ning Meng has never experienced the taste of "rich", and the life of a "rich person" she can imagine should be that she can eat all kinds of delicacies from all over the world anytime and anywhere, and she is undoubtedly a foodie.

He wanted to get back everything he had lost, but he knew that the highest thing he could get back was the self he had lost. He wanted to prove whether he was a capable person or not.

"You don't know," he said, taking the last sip of his wine, "I've always been a young man of letters." When I was in middle school, I also published articles in magazines and newspapers. At that time, my mother, who was working as an editor at a magazine, submitted articles to that magazine in the name of my tablemate, and several of my manuscripts were selected by the magazine. ”

Ning Meng noticed that he was a little excited when he spoke, and he was a little at a loss. She poured her untouched glass of wine into his glass again.

He drank the glass of wine, sighed, and said, "But I still don't know if the work selected by that magazine was published in the magazine because my articles were really well written, or because I just borrowed the name of my tablemates and let them open a back door for me." ”

Ning Meng could probably understand his feelings.

Then, the middle school career of this literary young man came to an end. He went to a bigger city to attend college. In college, students talk about success. He also felt more and more that what he wanted to do as a man was to glorify his ancestors and seal his wife and son. As for literature or something, it's just.

A small flame burned in his heart, and it grew stronger and stronger, until he abandoned what little illusion he had. That literary youth is gone, replaced by a complete careerist.

He said: "You know what happened later, there was a time when I was in the media and everybody thought I was a good guy. It's just that I'm not that happy. Later, everyone said that I was fascinated by money and my eyes were not clear, but I was never as sober as I am now, and I finally knew what I wanted. ”

He shook the empty wine bottle, took a sip as if he didn't give up, and said, "I know that when I was very young, my teacher always praised me for writing well. I also know that I am the talented one. So I want to keep writing, keep writing. Even if there is a crooked paragraph in the middle, I still want to keep writing. ”

Ning Meng asked, "So have you started writing now?"

He nodded and said, "Here we go." It's just that it's been so long since I started high school, and sometimes I don't know how to write. But it doesn't matter, as long as you keep writing, you will feel like writing. Isn't it?"

Ning Meng doesn't know much about writing, but she remembers that she learned "the truth from quantitative change to qualitative change" in middle school politics class. Only when the quantity accumulates to a certain extent can it be exchanged for a qualitative leap, so this is probably what he said, "writing and writing has a feel".

Ning Meng asked, "So what is your wish?"

"My wish is a bit big, but it's also very simple, and that's what many writers have," he said. I want my work to be seen by more people, to be a bestseller, and to get multimedia collaborations and adaptations, that's what I want. ”

Ning Meng said: "This is the Worry Relief House, and your wish will definitely come true." One day your work will become a bestseller, you will become a hot author, your work will have a certain influence all over the world, and it will become the object of cooperation with many media outlets. ”

He said, "I believe, and that's why I must come to the house to make a wish, because I believe." ”

Ning Meng said: "However, if you come to the house to make a wish, you must pay the corresponding reward, but you can't just talk about it." After all, you also know that when you have disposable wealth at the age of twenty-nine, you have paid a lot before that. ”

He thought about the girls he once liked, his brothers, his lost affection, and nodded.

He said: "But now that my relationship with my parents has gradually repaired, I don't want to use family affection as a reward." If that's the case, I'm not willing to use this as a price even if my work is not published for the rest of my life. ”

Ning Meng smiled: "This is a worry house, and it's not a place where witches live, I guess I won't charge such expensive things." Still, take something that makes you suffer. ”

He hurriedly said: "I can suffer anything, I don't care about this." ”

Ning Meng said: "Then please continue to write, don't stay for a moment, don't relax for a day." When you accumulate 10 million words in your work, everything you want will appear. That's what you're going to pay. ”

"Is 10 million words enough?"

"If you have a little confidence in yourself, maybe you won't have to wait until 10 million words to achieve it. ”

He said: "Then it's decided, when I write 10 million words, I will come back to the Worry House, after all, I want to verify whether the wishes made in the Worry House can be fulfilled." ”

The back of his departure is very majestic, who said that success must be money and status, and it is the most successful to be able to always do what you like, which is a kind of freedom that people will always love and pursue.

Ning Meng knew that he would definitely be able to, after all, the wishes he made in the Worry Relief House could come true.

Mingxi finally walked out, took his teacup, and removed the wine utensils that had been placed in front of Ning Meng just now.

"Can't you drink with other men, or have a drink with me?"

Ning Meng said in her heart, what kind of logic is this, is it not an immortal but a spirit now?

Ning Meng said: "Your tea is thick, the same as bitter medicine soup, who wants to drink it." ”

Xiao Hei was very sensible and had to change a cup of milk tea for Ning Meng, but Ning Meng couldn't refuse now.

Ning Meng took a sip of milk tea, this was the first time she had drunk anything other than white water in so many days, and the milk tea was still a little uncomfortable when it first passed through the esophagus to her stomach, but after a few more sips, her stomach got used to it.

Mingxi said, "You think of him as your own, right?"

Ning Meng took a sip of milk tea to hide her embarrassment, and said, "What are you talking about, you can't go to the village before or behind the store." ”

"I mean the writer who came to make a wish. You think of him as yourself. ”

"I'm not a writer, so how can I think of myself. ”

"Aren't you a writer? Isn't secretly typing on the keyboard in front of the computer every night writing something and chatting with netizens?"

Mingxi did not hesitate to expose Ning Meng's secret, making Ning Meng feel that he was really stupid, so he quickly pretended to go and said, "I just want to record what happened in the worry house." It's a human habit, keeping a diary, you know? Keep a diary. You peeked at my diary. ”

Mingxi's face was still unshocked, and said: "Then I'm not the only one who peeked at your diary, there are also Xiao Hei, Xiao Bai, and many fans." They're all peeking at your diary, what are you going to say about that?"