Qin Nuo went to bed and squinted his eyes. When he opened his eyes, the sky on the balcony was turning yellow and gradually getting darker. The clock on the wall was approaching six o'clock.
Just by closing my eyes, I slept for two and a half hours.
It was reasonable to take a day off because he was not feeling well, but it was not a good thing for Qin Nuo. He was playing games and his role-playing skills did not improve, so he was just wasting his gaming time, so he decided to go for a walk outside.
Qin Nuo can also use the help of people he knows to better understand what kind of person Liang Zisu is.
Sometimes, our impression of ourselves is not accurate because our brain subconsciously ignores our shortcomings and only sees our strengths.
It’s like arguing with someone. Even though you are actually wrong, your brain will subconsciously protect you and tell you that you are not wrong.
Only the evaluation of oneself by outsiders is the most accurate and objective.
I was standing at the door and had just closed it when the neighbor's door on the other side opened.
An old man about sixty years old went out with a bag of garbage in his hand. The garbage was sticky and a bit disgusting.
Seeing the old man, Qin Nuo was also stunned. Isn't this the Chinese teacher that Li Xiaoming called? He didn't know his real name, only that his surname was Liu. The students all called him Teacher Liu affectionately.
Teacher Liu smiled kindly when she saw Qin Nuo: "Where are you going, Teacher Liang? Is your cold better?"
"Go out and relax. It's not good to stay in the room all the time. Where's Teacher Liu?" Qin Nuo paid attention to the contents of the bag. It looked like liquid food and vomit.
"Go out and take out the trash, and buy my good granddaughter her favorite egg tart." Teacher Liu's wrinkled face was filled with a doting smile, which reminded Qin Nuo of Mo Fang.
"Then you continue with your work. I'll go downstairs first."
Qin Nuo said, thinking that Liang Zisu had a good impression in Teacher Liu's eyes. Just as he turned to leave, he was grabbed by a dry hand.
"Teacher Liu?" Qin Nuo turned around and looked at him. It was clearly a kind smile, but his face seemed to have been drained of moisture and was as dry as dead skin, which always made people feel inexplicably terrified.
When his hand was grabbed at this moment, Qin Nuo's heartbeat unconsciously quickened a few beats.
"My child, you have changed a lot. It seems that what the teacher taught you was right."
"Remember, this world is a beautiful place. No matter what setbacks you encounter, be kind to everyone around you."
Teacher Liu's throat made a hoarse sound, and the corners of his dry mouth began to curl up a little.
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