Busy chasing the time stolen from this life.
In my previous life, due to my physical condition, I didn’t have time to do many things, and many of my ideas could not be implemented. I learned a lot of skills, but could only lie in bed all day, looking at the white walls and counting the days as I lived.
She had died once, and always felt that the days she had now were stolen from her to pay off her debts. She cherished everything so much, and was eager to grab onto something, running and chasing after something in an extremely urgent manner.
Just like Chen Jianfang.
If she had been willing to wait, or spare a little energy to take a step towards him, perhaps their relationship would not have ended like this.
Just like eating the same food and wearing the same clothes, in her opinion, these emotions are just "external things".
Now, she left the Chen family, although she didn't say anything, the pressure on her shoulders increased dramatically.
It was equivalent to a CEO quitting her job without a plan. Not only did she quit, she also took her entire team with her. A group of people, seven or eight mouths, were all tied to her. Even though she had a good idea of what to do, she still felt a huge amount of pressure.
We can only do things more urgently.
I can't wait even for a day or a moment.
This kind of mentality cannot be said to be good or bad, right or wrong, but it is ultimately pathological.
Xianjin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
A strong wind suddenly blew outside the window. The window frames of the east wing were tightly closed on all sides, and the wind that managed to escape could only weaken and penetrate through the gaps in the windows.
The golden hair was blown to disarray
Qiao Hui subconsciously reached out to help her tuck it behind her ear.
Qiao Hui did this action so naturally and openly that Xianjin didn't notice anything wrong for a moment.
"Take your time."
Qiao Hui's eyebrows relaxed and his attitude was calm. "Just take a short break. It won't kill you."
Xianjin frowned: "What should I stop for?"
"Look at the flowers, look at the trees, look at the water, feel the wind, taste the tea..." Qiao Hui smiled, with a rare tenderness between his eyebrows, "Everything in the world is not easy, and stopping for those 'external things' is also a kind of romance in itself."
And him.
He didn't need her to stop, he would walk side by side with her with all his strength.
But please, please, please, please do not think that this "external possession" is troublesome and unnecessary.
Qiao Hui's eyes were as calm as water.
Xianjin thought for a moment and nodded ignorantly.
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