Zhao Fusheng didn't think that his little shoulders could have any ability to carry a mountain, and he could take care of the one-third of an acre of land around him, which was already the clearest positioning for him now.

After appeasing Wang Zhen, who was a little unconfident, Zhao Fusheng thought about it, and finally gave Wang Zhen a suggestion: lose weight.

"All the disasters in the world are born by me. ”

Although everyone has their own judgment on literary literacy, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, reading more books is always not a bad thing.

Looking at Wang Zhen's confused eyes, Zhao Fusheng patiently explained to him, this sentence means biting people and letting go of self-grasping, to put it bluntly, it is to let go of attachment. If these four words are taken apart, the first two require great wisdom, and the last two are the shackles of many people's lives.

Wang Zhen couldn't help but sigh with emotion, these two sentences are extremely profound, and the truth is also quite thought-provoking, the only shortcoming is that it is too obscure.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng still hasn't said a word, this is to fool young people, and when he reaches his own psychological age and experience, he simply scoffs at this kind of talk.

The reason is very simple, everyone's life trajectory is different, for some people to let go of attachment is liberation, but for others, let go of attachment will make them lose the motivation to move forward.

Put it down.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth, he walked out of the dormitory, raised his head and looked at the sky, but finally shook his head, even a Buddha like Jizo Bodhisattva can't let go of hellish beings, let alone a mortal?

There are too many things in my heart, and it is naturally impossible to let go of that attachment.

But Zhao Fusheng still feels that he should give Wang Zhen a little hope now, because the sun will always rise tomorrow, if there is no hope, how can we interpret our own life.

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng heard a saying that a man must be heroic at the wine table, have courage in life, and be long-standing in bed.

Maybe it's just a joke, but Zhao Fusheng understands that when people live, sometimes they can survive with a lot of heart, and if they are there, they can survive, and when they are gone, they will sink.

Once he was in the shackles of life, but now, he really wants to succeed.

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The days are not slow, and in a blink of an eye, Zhao Fusheng suddenly found that the National Day was coming.

On September 29th, Mu Qingqing arrived as scheduled, carrying her suitcase and standing at the school gate.

"Let's go. Glancing at Zhao Fusheng, Mu Qingqing said.

Before coming, she called Zhao Fusheng and told him that she was ready to go. Zhao Fusheng rejected her offer to meet in the dormitory, and the two made an appointment to meet at the school gate.

The reason is very simple, because there are not many people here, and even if there are students, they don't know them.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want to be the focus of attention, if Mu Qingqing was really waiting for him downstairs in the dormitory, regardless of whether it was a boys' dormitory or a girls' dormitory, it would probably become news again.

Carrying the box, Zhao Fusheng followed behind Mu Qingqing, and there were many surprised eyes behind him, after all, there are not many beautiful girls like Mu Qingqing, and Zhao Fusheng is really too ordinary. Slightly dark skin, although he is very tall, but the two of them look completely incompatible.

"A lot of people are looking at you. Sitting in the taxi, Mu Qingqing suddenly spoke.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and first said to the driver: "Master, go to the airport." ”

Then he turned around, looked at Mu Qingqing and said, "They are not looking at me, they are looking at you." ”

He still has this self-knowledge, and since he was a child, he has never been the one who has been in the limelight.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng wanted to take the train, but it was obvious that Mu Qingqing didn't care about the ticket money, in her words, finish the matter early and end it early.

People who spend money don't care, and Zhao Fusheng doesn't care.

Sitting on the plane, Zhao Fusheng didn't have the slightest intention of talking to Mu Qingqing, so he fell asleep.

Mu Qingqing's eyes looked at Zhao Fusheng who was asleep, and couldn't help but feel helpless for a while, others and himself were alone, and they all wished they could kiss Fang Ze, but he was good, he didn't pay attention to his thoughts at all, and he simply regarded himself as a transparent person.

"This guy is really incomprehensible. Mu Qingqing thought strangely in her heart.

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Mu Qingqing didn't lie, this time it was indeed her personal intention to let Zhao Fusheng come over, at least, when Mu Qingqing and Zhao Fusheng went out to leave the airport, no one came to pick them up.

Going out and getting on the airport bus, the two of them headed towards the city and.

The long wind swooped down from the dark sky, the grass outside the fourth ring road bent down, and the lights were sparse in several new buildings with an average price of less than 3,000 yuan per square meter.

The bus was wheezing heavily, and there were not many people on the bus, only six or seven people.

The weather has been very bad lately, and I heard that even the military parade has to fire artillery shells to disperse the rain clouds.

This ancient city is putting on a face and bidding farewell to its past.

Sitting in front of Zhao Fusheng and Mu Qingqing was a girl with a Walkman hanging on her body, and the song flowing out of the headphones was "Love is a Word", humming in her mouth, obviously this is the most popular melody today.

Zhao Fusheng was not surprised, the biggest surprise that this world gave him was plausible.

Some things have changed, some have not, some have disappeared, and some have remained.

"You like this song?"

The girl's voice was not small, and Mu Qingqing could also hear it clearly, and glanced at Zhao Fusheng with a smile on his face strangely, and asked puzzledly.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "No, I just think the night view is very good." ”

Mu Qingqing's gaze moved between the girl and Zhao Fusheng, and finally nodded, agreeing with Zhao Fusheng's statement. After all, she is still very confident in herself, although she is not a demon who has captivated the country and the city, but at least she has to have a face and a figure, and when it comes to temperament and image, she is ten times stronger than the one in front of her, but Zhao Fusheng is not pretentious to herself, and it is even more impossible for that girl.

It is not difficult for a girl to understand piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, astronomy and geography, and even poetry and songs, but it is rare that a girl understands everything.

Mu Qingqing is quite confident in her charm.

But it's a pity that everything she has, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, seems to be ignored.

As the airport bus entered the BJ city, Zhao Fusheng's spirit seemed to be a little better, and he looked out the window from time to time with a strange expression. Mu Qingqing thought that he was feeling the vastness of the capital, but he didn't know that he was just reminiscing, after all, after being a North Drifter for so many years, he couldn't understand the complex feelings of the city.