639 In memory

Gu Yan's question hit Xiao Qi's heart directly, Xiao Qi was very depressed and drank another glass of beer.

Such behavior, needless to say anything, must be panic.

The antonym of anxiety is concrete.

When you step on that specific path and walk forward step by step, you will not be anxious.

Write down the anxious things, step by step from what you want, to how to do it, and then to what you should do now.As long as it is specific and implemented, anxiety will be cured.

Bad academic performance?

Then make a plan, make a detailed plan, and read books, brush questions, and practice tests according to the plan.

Can't do a good job?
Then go and write out all possible paths to do it well, and try them one by one.

Feel like you haven't done anything yet?

List the things you want to do one by one in order of priority, and then fill them in the schedule one by one.

Once concrete, once implemented, your anxiety will disappear.

Panic, fear, the solutions to these negative emotions and anxiety are the same. You already know where your negative points are, why don’t you solve them and change them?

Gu Yan replied in a low voice, "This is an anachronism, so even if you are wrong, there is no need to blame yourself. But you have to understand that the truth will not be covered up forever, and sooner or later it will surface You have to think now, if the truth in the future is not what you think, do you regret it, or do you regret it?"

People can talk about everything when they are alive, but they have nothing when they die.

Xiao Qi was silent, drinking beer one after another, and he became groggy after a while.

The state of people drinking too much is very different. Some people like to drink like crazy, some people talk too much, but some people fall asleep after drinking too much.

Xiao Qi was like this, almost slipped under the table after drinking.

Gu Yan herself was also drunk, so she couldn't drive, so she could only call Shen Yucheng to pick her up.

Gu Yan thought about it and took Xiao Qi back home. Anyway, there is a guest room at home, so he can live in it.

Shen Yucheng didn't understand, and after getting Xiao Qi settled down, he asked Gu Yan in a low voice, "You and Xiao Qi can just talk directly if you have something to say, why do you have to go to the stall to drink?"

"It's really impossible to talk about this without drinking," Gu Yan sighed, and then told her about what Secretary Qi entrusted to her, and then said, "Secretary Qi has always taken care of our company for the past few years. To put it bluntly, it's all about Xiao Qi's face. He has always wanted to improve his relationship with Xiao Qi, but I have not played a role. Now that he is leaving, the relationship with Xiao Qi is still the same as before, and I feel very sorry. "

"Poor parents in the world," Shen Yucheng asked Gu Yan, "What do you think we, Yuan Yuan, will be like when we grow up?"

"But no matter what, it won't be like Secretary Qi and Xiao Qi."

"Then Xiao Qi agreed to see Secretary Qi?"

Gu Yan sighed, "I don't know, do your best and obey the destiny, go to sleep, I get a headache from drinking beer."

"There is no good wine at the skewer stand, so don't drink it at the skewer stand in the future."

Shen Yucheng turned off the desk lamp, and the room became dark. Gu Yan turned her body sideways and slipped into Shen Yucheng's arms. Shen Yucheng hugged her, and the two fell asleep hugging each other.

Regardless of whether the relationship between parents and children is good or not, the only one who can accompany you to the end and live and die together is often only the other half.

Xiao Qi drank a lot of wine, woke up in the morning, his head was still dizzy, he opened his eyes and saw a strange scene in the room, and it took him a while to realize that he was at Gu Yan's house.

The morning sun came in through the gaps in the curtains, and all kinds of sounds in the yard followed, the sound of adults talking and laughing, the sound of water splashing, the sound of working... Xiao Qi was a little dazed, so The scene has been etched in his memory forever.

At that time, he was still young, and he could not get up in bed in the morning. There would always be this sound in the yard, and every time he pulled the quilt over his head angrily. Later, he did not know how many times he wanted to hear this sound again. A voice that made him irritable and annoyed...but it could only appear in dreams again and again.

 I forgot to post last night...forgive me, try to get more tonight
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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