Ye Qian and I came to Shuimo West Street next to the Old Summer Palace.

We searched and searched and finally rented a room.

The room was small, two steps sideways, three steps vertically, and after a single bed with a single bed in the room with two steps by two steps, all I could do was: go in the door, get out of bed, and go out.

The house is small, but the world outside the house is huge.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I could see Tsinghua University, which I had admired for a long time.

Ye Qian and I went to the supermarket, bought some simple daily necessities, and then returned to the place I rented.

Ye Qian began to help me tidy up the bedding diligently.

Just when Ye Qian bent down to smooth the futon with her back to me, I hugged Ye Qian tightly from behind, and couldn't wait to stretch out my hand to her long-lost content-rich body.

"Stop!" Ye Qian was angry and said shyly, "You have got me, but getting it for a while does not mean that you can get a lifetime!" What's more, I'm not interested in doing that at a private house! ”

"That's good!" I said with a hippie smile, "Drive my Porsche, let's go to the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse and open a room!" ”

"That's what you should be!" Ye Qian smiled and said, "If you have a dream, you won't dream!" But first, I'm going to tell you bad news, you have to be mentally prepared! ”

"What's the bad news?" I asked, puzzled.

"I've seen Han Dong since I came to Beijing!" Ye Qian said with a serious face.

"And then?" I asked anxiously.

"I asked you about the progress of the manuscript of "In Dreams and Dreams"," Ye Qian said with a smile, "He said that it really can't be published, and there is a lot of sensitive content in it!" ”

"But he kept telling me it would be published, and he signed a contract!" I can't believe it.

"It's because they signed the contract," Ye Qian said softly, "They can't publish it now, and they don't want to bear the responsibility for breach of contract, so they have been hiding it from you and dragging you!" ”

"I see," I said, with a long sigh and disappointment, "I didn't expect that! ”

"Do you feel like a failure?" Ye Qian asked seriously.

"Sort of!" I nodded.

"Don't be afraid to fail!" Ye Qian smiled.

"I'm not afraid of failure," I said mockingly, "because failure is a success!" ”

"That's not right," Ye Qian shook her head and said, "If you fail too much, you will naturally succeed, this kind of thinking is not right!" ”

"Here's an example!" I said with a smile.

"Do you know Mark Twain?" Ye Qian asked.

"You'll know when you're in middle school!" I said it seriously.

"There was a young writer," Ye Qian said solemnly, "who asked Mark Twain: 'What is the easiest thing in the world to do?'" Mark Twain replied without hesitation: 'Quit smoking.' The young writer asked, 'Why?' Mark Twain said, 'Because I've quit more than 200 times!' ’”

"This shows that smoking is hard to quit!" I laughed.

"This shows that failure is not necessarily the mother of success," Ye Qianling said sharply, "and if you take an indifferent or even welcoming attitude towards failure, you are likely to be defeated repeatedly." Failure to quit smoking once is a small thing, and if you fail, you can start all over again, even if you come more than 200 times. It doesn't matter if one book fails, you can write another one later. However, there are some things where one failure is fatal, and you never get the chance to do it again, such as a duel. ”

"Yes," I said with a smile, "failure cannot be taken lightly!" ”

"Do you know Pushkin?" Ye Qian asked again.

"Yes," I laughed, "a famous Russian writer!" ”

"Pushkin died because of a duel," Ye Qian recounted coquettishly, "and one day, at a ball, he met Natalia, the 'first beauty in Moscow'. He admired Natalia's beauty and pursued it hard, and married her. Pushkin danced with joy and shouted: 'I am reborn!' After they got married, Natalia endlessly asked Pushkin to accompany him to balls and banquets. Soon, the spark of Pushkin's thinking was extinguished, and he fell into a predicament of high debts. Later, the Russian aristocrat Dantes openly pursued Natalia. In the face of Natalia's disloyalty, Pushkin finally duel with Dantes on the urge to be humiliated, and died of serious injuries. ”

"Take every failure seriously!" I said softly.

"Yes," Ye Qian smiled slightly, "Take every failure of yours seriously, learn from the pain, carefully find out the reasons for your failure, take warning in the next job, don't heal the scars and forget the pain." So, whether it's writing or doing anything else, your idea should be 'how can I do it to succeed in one fell swoop', not 'failure doesn't matter if I succeed or succeed, anyway, failure is a success, and if you fail more, you will succeed'. Don't look at those who have gone through failure and setbacks again and again and finally reached the top of success, how many lucky people can there be? There are countless people who regret their lifelong failures because of their momentary failures! ”

"Thank you for your guidance!" I said it seriously.

"No thanks!" Ye Qianwan smiled, "You don't have to be too disappointed, now that there is manuscript processing, as long as you work hard, it will definitely be no problem to earn about 50,000 yuan a year." If you do a good job, you can also go to work in our company! ”

"Does that mean we can be together every day?" I asked Ye Qian meaningfully.

"Maybe," Ye Qian smiled slightly, "Maybe, maybe not, maybe everything is just maybe!" ”

I laughed.

"It's been a busy day," I said as I walked, "let's find a good place to eat!" ”

"Forget it!" Ye Qian smiled and said, "Just eat a bowl of noodles!" ”

"How embarrassing that is!" I said it seriously.

"There are a lot of places where you need money in Beijing," Ye Qian said softly, "You have to learn to be thrifty and learn to save some money for emergencies, otherwise, it will be easy to get out of Beijing!" ”

"Alright then!" I smiled and said, "Eat noodles!" ”

Ye Qian and I laughed and came to the Shaanxi noodle restaurant at the entrance of the village.

We asked for two bowls of noodles.

"Do you know Balzac?" Ye Qian asked softly.

"I don't know," I asked knowingly, "is it your classmate or a colleague?" ”

"A French writer," Ye Qian said with a smile, "his life was poor. Late one night, a thief broke into the house. The thief rummaged through and found nothing of value. When Balzac woke up, he said impatiently: 'Please stop turning it over, I can't turn over any money during the day, and I'm still hungry!' Can you still dig out money at night? The panicked thief disappeared without a trace in an instant. ”

"The great writer is so clever at dealing with thieves," I said with a laugh, "but his way of managing money is too flattering." People often say: 'You can't be poor in food, you can't be poor in clothing, and you won't count your life poor.' Therefore, we should try to save some money in normal times for emergency use. Of course, this urgency is not for the thief, but for his own future. ”

"When the money is used, you hate it!" Ye Qian said seriously, "Be prepared for danger in times of peace, and turn safe in case of danger; Take precautions before they happen. ”

"Here comes the noodles," I whispered, "it's time to eat!" ”

Ye Qian smiled.

We began to eat the noodles in silence.

"By the way," I asked Ye Qian without words, "Do you know that 'biangbiang noodles' in Shaanxi?" ”

"What do you say?" Ye Qian raised her head and said expressionlessly, "I went to college in Xi'an!" ”

I smiled and shut my mouth shut.

After eating, Ye Qian and I went to Tsinghua University, a hundred meters away.

In my heart, there is always an immortal "college dream", although it is so illusory and ethereal.

"I suddenly remembered a popular joke when I was in college," Ye Qian said with a smile, "There are always some liars at the school gate, some driving and some not driving." Those who don't drive are cheated out of our money; The one who drove the car, the one who deceived us. ”

"So how many times were you tricked by a driver when you were in college?" I asked with a blank face.

"Why are you so sensitive?" Ye Qian was angry and shy and said, "Whether I have been deceived or not, don't you know?" ”

"Oh!" It dawned on me that I had deceived, "I was deceived!" ”

Ye Qian smiled coquettishly.