"You've only looked up the information for five or six days?"

Xingchen deliberately bit the "five or six days" very hard.

"That's not the point." Wang Chengyou replied.

"That's the point, of course! I don't want to be a guinea pig for a three-legged cat, so I can't be played to death by you? ”

"The point is, I won't prescribe you medicine!"

This proposal is really ...... Particularly attractive.

Xingchen once said that his grandmother had worked hard all her life, resulting in a variety of diseases in her twilight years, and she had to take a lot of medicine for a meal. Those cheap, fancy capsules and pills that boast of their efficacy to the extreme are held in the palm of my grandmother's hand, and they are the size of a fist of Xiao Xingchen.

"I need to take medicine, I have to live, I have to take care of my cubs."

Grandma looked at Xiao Xingchen and put the medicine in her mouth in batches with a smile. Then, she went out to buy breakfast buns for Xiao Xingchen, and was hit and killed by a person who came home early in the morning with a hangover.

Xingchen is extremely afraid of taking medicine, I am afraid that it has something to do with the life of an orphan in the few days after his grandmother's death. The few collateral relatives are busy demanding compensation, and they have been rumoring that Xingchen's parents are engaged in improper occupations outside and have already earned a lot of gold and silver. The reason why I didn't take the stars away for a long time was because the beautiful stars hadn't grown up yet.

In their logic, Xingchen's parents have money anyway, so they naturally disdain to claim the money, so they work together to make more claims, and they have more points.

They were so excited that they completely forgot that in the humble room, Xiao Xingchen was so hungry that he really gnawed at the corners of his clothes.

That hunger, the pain that the stomach seems to digest its own internal organs, has nowhere to vent, and turns into a fear of medicine. As a young child, he probably thought that if his grandmother didn't swallow those medicines, he wouldn't be unresponsive and wouldn't have been hit by a car. If Grandma is alive, he will not be hungry and afraid.

Now, Xingchen, who is sitting opposite Wang Chengyou, is worried that he has heard that immature psychologists have the ability to open the wound, but they have no ability to sew it up, so that the patient can experience the pain again, which will aggravate the patient's symptoms.

"You don't have a choice anyway, so you might as well be a dead horse and become a live horse doctor, what if it happens?" Wang Chengyou persuaded the hesitant stars.

"That'...... Give it a try. Xingchen replied.

Rejecting a psychiatrist, and having no ability to heal himself, Xingchen really doesn't have many options.

"Tell me your theory first." Xingchen Road.

"I heard a talk at TED where the speaker said it took five years, interviewing hundreds of people, and reading thousands of pages of psychology, neuroscience, and philosophy. She summed them up into the 'four pillars of meaning' in life. See, it only took me 2 days, but someone spent 5 years on it. Is it good to be good at faking things? ”

Xingchen smiled: "Don't be scared. Mo Yan is not here again. Hurry up and talk about dry goods. ”

Wang Chengyou habitually took out a pen and paper and wrote some key words as he spoke.

Citing the conclusion that he spent five years exploring this issue, the four pillars of a meaningful life are belonging, purpose, detachment, and storytelling.

Wang Chengyou further explained that the so-called "sense of belonging" comes from cherishing interpersonal relationships with each other.

The first pillar is to convince the stars. Before, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his parents selling him to the Star Factory, and his life as an orphan. Free and uninhibited. After a few more years, I realized that a kite without a rope could not have a blue sky.

Wang Chengyou took a pen and drew a circle on the three words "sense of belonging", and boldly announced that from now on, he would reveal some anecdotes about Mo Yan to Xingchen from time to time. If Xingchen is willing, he is willing to be Xingchen's big brother forever.

Impressed? A little.

But I always feel that there is something wrong with being moved. It's full of cheap and well-behaved visual sense. Fortunately, that's not the point, after all, Wang Chengyou is really older than Xingchen.

Xingchen: "Forever? ”

"Forever!"

"Sleeve Sleeve also told me that he would always be with me." The stars are sad.

Wang Chengyou turned a deaf ear to Xingchen's sadness. He wants to dominate the conversation.

"The second pillar of meaning in life is purpose. Finding your purpose doesn't mean finding a job that makes you happy. The focus of the purpose is on what you can give, not what you want. Just as the purpose of a doctor is to heal a sick person. The purpose of parents is to raise their children. ”

Xingchen clasped his head in both hands: "What is the purpose of my life?" ”

Wang Chengyou said: "Your purpose in life is to stand on the stage and heal others with your magnificent face." It's best to accumulate some acting skills, after all, your face will be old. ”

The stars lowered their eyes. Ask him in his heart, after the harsh years of the star factory, what supported him was the dream of standing in the center of the stage.

"The third pillar of meaning in life is detachment. Detachment is uncommon, but it can be present.

Looking at the sea of stars, the origin of the universe, or even a tree that is more than 200 years old, you may gain a brief period of transcendence. Appreciate art, go to church, and so on...... For you, it could be to sing a song with all your heart.

If you've never experienced it, I've got quite a few videos of the origins of the BBC universe to send to you. After reading it, you will not even look down on personal life and death, let alone the troubles in life. ”

Xingchen's expression gradually became serious unconsciously: "It's not a problem for me, I have experienced transcendence when I sit alone on the roof of the building, when the wind blows through my cheeks. ”

Wang Chengyou didn't start a side topic about what to do on the roof, he kept the main line forward: "The fourth pillar is storytelling. ”

"Tell a story?"

"Yes, you tell yourself a story about yourself. Even if you are limited by the facts, you can edit, interpret, and retell your story. ”

In order to make it easier for Xingchen to better understand, Wang Chengyou used the examples he heard from his speech to further elaborate.

There was a young man who was paralyzed from playing football. After being paralyzed, he subconsciously felt: How wonderful my life was before, but, look at me now! Thinking in this way, young people are prone to anxiety and depression.

Once he changed the way he told his story: before I was hurt, I had no purpose in life, I often went to parties, and I was very selfish, but the injury made me realize that I could be a better person. He redeemed himself.

Xingchen still wrinkled his eyebrows, he didn't understand very well.

"The fourth point is mainly up to you, first reflect on it, find out how you tell the story to yourself, and then edit and fix it. Don't be in a hurry, we don't expect to achieve it overnight, just figure out where to work in the future. ”

Xingchen gloomed: "So, in the end, it's up to me?" ”

It wasn't what he thought. He did not change his strength, and if he had, he would have changed.

"I will always be with you!" Wang Chengyou cheered him on.

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