"When inhaling, the whole body exerts, try to expand the lower abdomen outward, and make the lower abdomen reach an arc state, hold the breath when stopping the breath and focus on the dantian, at this time the body will feel nervous and even sweat, continue for a few seconds and then slowly exhale the breath smoothly, and at the same time try to make the lower abdomen shrink inward. Repeat the focus training and get rid of distractions. ”

Here's a quote from that note.

Su Changqing sat on the futon, and actually quickly entered a meditative state, you know, when he practiced this in the past, it took a long time to get rid of distracting thoughts.

He just sat like this, as if he didn't feel anything outside the world, and his breathing was very regular, as if he was asleep.

It's just that during this period, what Su Changqing didn't know was that the leaves had already opened their eyes and stared at him three times.

......

"Whirring ......"

The wooden windows were open, and from time to time a cold wind would whistle from outside, and even the birds that would normally chirp could not be heard now.

When Su Changqing woke up from the meditative state, he felt that his legs were so sore, and when he straightened his legs, he couldn't even feel the existence of his legs.

Hammering his legs, Su Changqing rubbed his feet again, and after some time, he felt better.

The fillet porridge on the table is already cold.

Yesterday, he didn't boil the porridge, so he could only boil some hot water and prepare to make himself a meal.

After taking the fish fillet porridge and heating it, Su Changqing poured the boiling water into the cold leftovers and stirred it.

With all the preparations done, he called the leaves and the little black cat to the kitchen.

The little black cat was still a little sleepy at this time, obediently rubbing Su Changqing's legs, squinting her eyes and meowing, as if asking him why he asked her to do something earlier.

Dividing the fish fillet porridge into two portions and pouring it into their special bowl, Su Changqing touched her hair and motioned for her to eat.

This room solved the breakfast of the two of them, and Su Changqing took out the remaining half of the salted egg in the closet and ate it with rice.

For a while, the kitchen was very quiet, and only the faint sound of him drinking porridge could be heard.

After finishing the rice, Su Changqing turned his head to look at the leaves and them, and found that they were still eating slowly.

Rubbing the dog's head with a handful of leaves, Su Changqing warned them to take care of their home, and then came to the hall, picked up the erhu and walked towards the door.

Riding a tricycle slowly, the unique scenery along the way made him happy.

When I came to the teahouse, it was only past 7 o'clock.

Although it was very early, the teahouse is now open.

Walking in, Su Changqing hugged the erhu and sat in his "exclusive position", a chair by the window.

At this time, the storyteller had not yet started to tell the story, Su Changqing took out a book from his bag, and began to read it with the boiled water in the pot.

At this time, Boss Bai didn't know where to go, but the storyteller sat not far from Su Changqing, dozing with his eyes closed.

Because the surroundings are very quiet, Su Changqing feels that this teahouse is a good place to read books.

......

*

The mountain flowers bloomed in the grass, their petals curled up as if they felt the cold, and a bluestone sat on top of the earth, glowing coldly.

Su Xiaoqian sat on the tree and dangled her feet, leaning against the trunk, looking up at the clear blue sky boringly.

"Stone...... You said...... When will I get out of here?"

She muttered in her tone, a faint sense of loss in her eyes.

The stone remained silent on the dirt floor, and did not speak, and after a long time he asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"I'm ......"

Su Xiaoqian looked at the sky a little confused.

"I don't know. ”

"I've almost forgotten how I got here. ”

She was in a daze, her eyes confused, "Speaking of which, I still want to go and see that old man." ...... After all, he's the only one here. ”

......

“...... Then go down the hill and have a look, I heard that there is a town there. ”

The stone's voice was as dull as ever, but there was an imperceptible, faint sense of loss in his tone.

......

*

It's been another busy day.

Su Changqing dragged his tired body down from the stage, and opened the wooden table in front of him with his eyes a little blank.

He propped himself up and went back to the staff room, rubbed the sheet music book in his hand, and rubbed the corners of his forehead as if he was worried.

Hours of playing on end had made his hands a little tired, and it seemed that even his spirit had become sleepy.

He yawned, rested his head on his arms, lay on the table, and fell into a deep sleep.

......

Lately he's been dreaming, and he's always dreaming in a strange way.

These dreams were like fragments of his memory, constantly surfacing in his mind, playing frame by frame like a movie.

Sometimes he dreams of a bright red hijab, sometimes he dreams of the tree in his childhood yard, and sometimes he dreams of a pair of resentful eyes.

......

"Hoo ......"

Su Changqing was awakened by freezing, and when he opened his eyes and woke up, it was already pitch black outside the window.

Sleepy-eyed, he rubbed his eye sockets with his hands, fumbling with his hands, and touched the quilt covering his body.

Here it is......

Teahouse?

Su Changqing looked at everything around him in confusion, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and looked at the time on it: 1:56.

It's early in the morning, huh?

He looked around for a moment, and could only vaguely see some boxes and cabinets or something.

This is the staff lounge, so the contents are very familiar to him.

How did he end up here?

Su Changqing stood up from the chair, because he had slept for some time, he only felt an unbearable urge to urinate on his body.

The toilet here is on the second floor of the teahouse, and Su Changqing has been there a few times during the day, but at night, this is the first time to go.

There was no light on the stairs, and there were dark shadows around, Su Changqing was wrapped in clothes, shining the faint light of his mobile phone in front of him, and came all the way to the toilet.

The black hole here is still very quiet, and in a trance, Su Changqing only feels that he is the only one in this teahouse.

The toilet was near the stairs, Su Changqing was a little cold, came to the bathroom with trembling hands, standing outside, he only felt that there was a gust of wind here, and the moment he entered, he always felt that something had passed through his body, bringing him goosebumps for a while.

Rubbing his arm, Su Changqing shook his head and walked towards the bathroom.

It was only when he came out of the bathroom that he felt better.

Although he knew that it was very likely that Boss Bai saw that he was too tired to allow him to sleep here, but whether he was in his own house or not, he always felt very twisted.

It's just that he doesn't have a key to lock the door, what if someone happens to come and steal at this time.

Su Changqing is not this time, nor is he leaving, he just gritted his teeth, and he will sleep here today!

He turned on the incandescent light and took the book out of his bag again.