The night view of the sea market is particularly charming and colorful; But the domineering mansion here cannot be shared with the colorful outside the mountain.

Fortunately, the mountains are beautiful, and the dark blue and quiet scenery has a new sky.

The rain curtain at night forms a beaded curtain, which obscures the vast night sky even more gloomy; The black cloud-topped hill echoes the low mansions, which is depressing.

The mess scattered all over the avenue, a pair of red high heels was particularly eye-catching, all soaked in the rain, the corners of Huang Li's mouth rose slightly, and blood overflowed from her mouth.

This life has experienced a lot, but at the last moment of this life, I actually thought about him?

Or the obscene thoughts about golf at this moment is Huang Li's greatest relief to herself, the last decent!

The sad smile on his face became the best witness in the world.

Huang Li, who fell to the ground in misery and pity, the breath of life was gradually passing away, and she was dying, suddenly her pupils dilated, and she saw a man in a suit and leather shoes stepping on shiny leather shoes, he bent down and picked up Huang Li's mobile phone.

Because he turned his back to Huang Li, the man's appearance Huang Li is unknown.

The man saw that on the mobile phone, Huang Li had a text message that had been sent out on his mobile phone, which read:

The behind-the-scenes boss of 85 Liancheng may be a woman.

When entering the mansion room, Huang Li was nervous at first, after all, Kwai Ye is a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, if he is favored by him, the future is limitless, and it is rumored that Li Xiangyang, the executive vice president of 85 Liancheng, is secretly supported by Kwai Ye.

However, with a woman's intuition, there was a woman in this room.

To be precise, there are women who stay for a long time, judging from the smell of sitting on the sofa alone, there is a faint smell of women's perfume, and this brand of perfume Huang Li has never smelled.

And it is rumored that Lord Kwai is very low-key, and he never brings a woman or woman around him.

Without daring to determine whether Kui Ye was really a woman or if he had a special fetish, Huang Li sent this message to Gao Qiu when he was frightened and mentally disordered.

Are you in a hurry to get back the remaining tens of thousands of final payments? Or is it just a speculative judgment?

It seems that only Huang Li, who is dying, knows it herself.

The man deleted the text message, then slammed it to the ground, and he put on his sunglasses and walked away.

Next to the phone with the broken screen, Huang Li was already out of breath, but her eyes were wide and she couldn't bat at a glance.

In the early morning, when the first rays of morning light fall on the Qinling Mountains, the fishmongers at the farmers' market begin to chop up the minced fish.

The sound, like a hammer blow from his cheeks, opened his eyes in a daze, and he stared at the second floor of the courtyard.

"Qiuqiu, early, I've bought breakfast and I'm going to eat it together."

Sun Detong was brushing his teeth in the washbasin, and he said intimately when he saw Gaoqiu.

The table where I drank last night had already been cleaned and put on the intimate soy milk fritters.

"Okay, old grandson, I'll find my phone."

I didn't read a text message last night, and the premonition is very important information, but last night Master Fan just pulled the high ball in the room and chatted for half the night, so he didn't care about it.

Seeing that Gaoqiu was about to enter the kitchen, Gao Guang, who was lying on the table and woke up, yawned and reminded: "Qiuqiu, your mobile phone is on the table, and the mobile phone was taken out for you from the kitchen." “

"Oh, thank you, oh, I'll take a look."

Gaoqiu picked up the mobile phone on the table and saw that it was actually a spam text message, and after reading Gaoqiu, he put the mobile phone in his pocket, Sun Detong just glanced at it, and then continued to wash.

"The breath of a day lies in the morning", the top floor of Qingfeng Garden, this sentence is vividly displayed.

Surrounded by the lingering Sichuan River, the gloomy atmosphere gathers in the hills, and the clear air runs through the mountain, showing some in the Qingfeng Garden.

On the rooftop, Tang Hua sat opposite to Gaoqiu, and the two communicated with each other in meditation.

"In the past few days of meditation, you must have some questions, Gaoqiu, you can say it, and the teacher will help you answer it?"

"Teacher Tang, what is mindfulness?"

After Tang Hua finished speaking, Gaoqiu instantly threw out a soul torture.

Yin Ye, a doctor of biology, said that mindfulness is to be calm, eliminate distracting thoughts, really focus on the body, pay attention to the present, and gain a feeling, or an experience, of "living in the moment". “

"Teacher Tang, I don't think what this doctor said is very accurate, first of all, mindfulness and righteousness, there is no inexplicable calmness. For example, when walking and kicking a stone, it hurts, and some people start to scold and complain, why does he scold? He thinks that this is something that makes him uncomfortable, and this is the influence of knowledge. “

Gaoqiu's words were like a soft punch, desperately hammering Tang Hua's chest.

The point of view of golf has been turned upside down in Tang Hua's cognition for many years.

"Is this still the thinking of a teenager? Against the sky, can you understand this? “

Without waiting for Tang Hua to speculate, the high ball threw another fatal question.

"Teacher Tang, can meditation change genes?"

This question couldn't help but make the corners of Tang Hua's mouth slightly upturned.

"Ordinary people do not survive in this world for more than 150 years, because the upper limit of life is basically 100 years old, and 50 years after death, they will be forgotten as if they never came. As time goes by, after 50 years, the children and grandchildren will also become old people, and many things in their lives have been taken care of. “

Teacher Tang Hua continued:

"If you put it a little longer, it will be completely dust and dust, and this world, you will be as if you have never been here, and even your relatives will not remember you. When you come, you have nothing, and when you go, you have it. “

Gao Qiu nodded knowingly, and said thoughtfully:

"The universe is so big, and life is so small. We've come, we've loved, we've hated, and we've passed away like the wind. There is nowhere to come from, and nowhere to go. We are all passers-by in the heavens. No regrets, no obsessions. In this case, what is the meaning of life? Open your eyes, my world opens because of me, close your eyes and my world disappears because of me, just live your own time, be good to your family and friends. Life is like a dream, live in the present, cherish the present, work hard, and be grateful. “

"Life is so mysterious, the end of science must be theology."

Gaoqiu's eyes closed slightly, and Tang Hua had a conclusion in his heart for many years.

Tang Hua opened his eyes and smiled with relief: "Sure enough, there are wonderful ideas, okay, I'm ready for class, today's meditation is very effective, great!" “