What's the secret?

Secrets are the only things you can enjoy on your own.

It may make you happy, it may make you miserable, whatever it is, it is completely yours.

If it's pain, you have to bear it alone, and if it's happiness, you can't share it with anyone.

Not even a best friend.

Because if a second person knows the secret, it can't be a secret.

Some secrets are indeed a pleasure.

When you have just eaten a good meal, taken a hot bath, put on a large old clothes, and sit alone in a comfortable chair, facing the sunset outside the window, you suddenly think of the secret, and your heart will involuntarily feel a sense of warmth......

If this is your secret, you might as well keep it forever, or you might as well tell it soon.

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Guo Dalu sat under the eaves and had been sitting for a long time.

As long as there was one other thing to do, he wouldn't be sitting here.

Some people would rather wander around and watch others walk up and down the road, and watch wild dogs fight in corners than shut up in their houses.

Guo Dalu is this kind of person.

But the only thing he could do now was sit here and be stunned.

Under the eaves, there are icicles, some long and some short, and I don't know how many.

Guo Dalu knew that there were sixty-three in total, twenty-six were relatively long, and thirty-seven were relatively short.

for he has counted seventeen times.

It was so cold that not only did you not see anyone on the streets, but even wild dogs did not know where to hide.

He lived for more than twenty years and spent more than twenty winters, but he could not remember a day that was colder than these days.

When a person is really unlucky, it seems that even the weather has to fight against him.

He was always unlucky, but he was never so unlucky.

Bad luck is like a contagious disease, if a person is really unlucky, the people who are with him will never be lucky.

So he's not sitting here alone.

Yan Qi, Wang Dong, and Lin Taiping are also sitting here, and they are all stunned.

Lin Taiping suddenly asked, "How many icicles do you think there are here?"

Yan Qi said: "Sixty-three." ”

Wang said: "Twenty-six are long, and thirty-seven are short. ”

Guo Dalu couldn't help but smile and said, "It turns out that you have also counted." ”

Yan Qi said: "I have counted forty times. ”

"I have only counted three times, because I am reluctant to count. ”

Guo Dalu said: "Reluctant?"

Wang said, "Because I have to keep it and count it slowly." ”

Guo Dalu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

It's ridiculous, but it's pitiful.

Guo Dalu suddenly stood up, turned around, and looked at a table in the center of the room.

Rosewood table with marble panels.

Guo Dalu muttered, "I wonder if I still have the strength to carry this table to my uncle's house?"

Wang said, "You don't. ”

Guo Dalu blinked and said, "Do you want me to try?" ”

Wang Dong said: "You don't have to try at all. ”

Guo Dalu said: "Why?"

Wang said: "I also know that of course you can afford to lift an empty table, but if there is a heavy weight on the table, it will be different. ”

Guo Dalu said: "There is nothing on this table." ”

Wang said: "Yes." ”

Guo Dalu said: "What's there?"

Wang said: "Face! And it's not my face alone, it's the face of all of us." ”

He continued lightly: "We not only collected other people's rent, but also collected other people's storage fees, if we take other people's things now, will we still have the face to see people in the future?"

Guo Dalu sighed and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I really can't lift this table." ”

Wang Dong said: "The heaviest thing in the world is face, so there is only one kind of person who can lift this table. ”

Guo Dalu said: "What kind of person?"

Wang said: "Shameless people." ”