Maybe he was hungry, Li Qi felt that he had just picked up a few mouthfuls of rice and sandwiched a few bites of food, and the meal had bottomed out.

However, Li Qi's appetite was not as big as before, and after eating the rice in the bowl, Li Qi cleaned up the empty rice bowl, and then packed it in the bag that the waiter was carrying to deliver food just now, and lifted it.

Pulling open the door, Li Qi stretched his head out, but what he didn't expect was to directly see the waiter at the end of the corridor who delivered the food.

"I'm ......" Before Li Qi could speak, he saw that the waiter seemed to have been paying attention to Li Qi's room, and as soon as he saw Li Qi's figure, he trotted over.

The waiter ran over, directly took the bag of the remaining things that Li Qi was carrying, and then bent his waist slightly, and said respectfully to Li Qi: "Comrade Li Qi, just leave these things to me." ”

Li Qi glanced at the waiter, then nodded, "Then thank you." ”

"No, I don't. The waiter waved his hand repeatedly, turned around and walked away quickly.

Li Qi watched the waiter walk briskly, and he shrugged his shoulders.

"Money, that's a good thing. ”

The waiter's attitude towards Li Qi, starting from Li Qi giving him a tip, is completely a good two person. Of course, this can also be understood as having short hands and eating people softly, but, in short, Li Qi actually doesn't resist this.

Shaking his head, Li Qi closed the door.

Sitting back on the bed, Li Qi did not lie down immediately, but leaned against the window, looking at the dark night outside the window, the light of the room shone on the heavy snow outside the window.

After closing the door, the noise in the corridor was gone, except for the sound of the train passing through the tracks and reaching Li Qi's ears through the carriage, and the sound of breaking the wind that leaned against the window and opened a little bit from the thin slit, and then looked at the distance outside the window There was no light, only the snowflakes flew back in front of the window in the light, and at night, in a much quieter environment than during the day, Li Qi felt that his originally somewhat impetuous heart calmed down at this moment.

Li Qi propped his elbows on the small table, holding his forehead on his sideways, and his calm heart allowed him to quietly think about his own affairs in the past few days, or the previous month, and many longer, reflecting on what he had experienced, which was right and what was wrong.

He should have been like this a long time ago, but when a series of novelties, things he had never heard of, and things he had never seen made his heart full of curiosity, and he couldn't calm down, and now that he thought about it, he was really a little impetuous, but, fortunately, he was still a little sensible, and there was no real explosion of mentality.

And this impetuous mentality is still now, when he is now far away from these rights and wrongs, going to another strange place, and getting out of it, these things are no longer what he needs to face, and his perspective has changed from the authority to the bystander, and now from this perspective, he sees his own shortcomings or problems.

"If I were to rate myself, out of ten, then I could only rate myself, six!"

Li Qi's evaluation of himself is not very harsh, because he is not a perfectionist, the so-called ten, Li Qi knows in his heart that he can't do it, and in his heart, he can achieve eight points, then it's okay.

And the goal of doing a good job of eight points in Li Qi's heart, Li Qi is very clear, that is, to be himself, and to be himself, this goal is very simple, but it is not simple, at least, for the current Li Qi, this is difficult to deal with, think about it, he has said many times to do his best, but when it really reaches a certain point, can he really do himself?

Thinking of this, Li Qi was silent, doing his best is really easy to say, but it is difficult to do............

However, then, Li Qi smiled self-deprecatingly, "No one is perfect, if I really want to be able to do my best, then it will be really amazing." Most of the time, it's good to have a clear conscience. ”

But is it easy to have a clear conscience?

But as for these ideas, Li Qi doesn't want to think about them anymore, these are already on the verge of having something as esoteric about philosophy, and if he goes any further, he will either become a psychopath, or he will be like those big thinkers.

As for Li Qi, he neither wants to be a neurotic and imprisoned in Mosi, nor does he want to become a great thinker who writes books and biography and is admired by thousands of people.

"Now, for now, I still try my best to complete the work assigned to me, and I can just write some notes to record my experiences and opinions. ”

"Well, then, let's see how the diplomat goes south, and if you can, try it. ”

There was no basis for his words, Li Qi simply picked up the pen, opened his notebook dedicated to recording his deeds, and recorded his thoughts one by one.

When he wrote it, Li Qi looked again at what he had written for typos, and then he raised his hand and looked at his watch.

It's 7:41 p.m., and if you put it in your own world, you can only say that the nightlife has just begun, but in this world, it's time to rest.

However, Li Qi still has one more thing, that is, to write down today's Bujia brothers and sisters in his notebook, which can be regarded as an end.

Well, yes, that's right, it's on the notebook he took out today, and Li Qi didn't remember anything in that notebook, but he just wrote down the person he knew and the relationship with this person, so as not to forget it in the future, or take it out when he never sees him again.

Eh, why do you look at it like this, it feels like a small book that specializes in remembering people and will take revenge another day.

Li Qi, who picked up the pen, suddenly felt that he was doing it like this, how to look at it, how to be a little bit of that.

But immediately, Li Qi shook his head, what is this, I am not doing anything else, there is no malice, I have a clear conscience when I do this, and he is not a person with whom he has a grudge.

He's not such a villain, and he doesn't have a grudge to the point where he has to make a mortal enemy. So, like who's, well, who's coming?

It's the man who killed Matt, and then it's the amount of the processing team in the last few days, is it called Gao Cheng, right?

In short, Li Qi doesn't have such a villainous attitude!

After writing about the process of leaving the Bujia brothers and sisters, Li Qi put the pen back in the pen case.

Li Qi stretched, yawned, and looked at the time again.

After sitting down, it was almost eight o'clock.

"It's not early, wash your face and go to bed. After Li Qi yawned, he thought to himself, "According to what the conductor said, this train should arrive at Chico the next day." ”

"Well, go to bed early and refresh yourself. ”

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Volume III, Finale.

(End of chapter)