He actually wanted to accomplish many things and create many wonderful things, but he didn't have the energy to support his hyperthymesia.
He was really exhausted.
He glanced at Ye Qi's bright eyes, clear and untainted by "worldly affairs and troubles".
Unable to contain his emotions, he secretly told Ye Qi about his situation.
It was as if I was trying to grasp at a straw.
But he didn't care whether this lifeline was strong enough to save him.
Because he knew that this request was too much.
But when he saw Ye Qi's eyes, he couldn't help but want to try.
Ye Qi thought for a moment, without overcomplicating it, and gave her answer: "You lack a sense of bluntness."
"A feeling of blunt force?"
"Yes, you're too tense. You want to analyze everything in detail and strive to be absolutely correct. At the same time, the burden of hyperthymesia is exacerbating your fatigue."
"Well, I'm not a doctor, so I can't offer any advice."
"Why don't you try reducing your conscious thinking on a daily basis?"
"For example, when you see the other person trying to think, tell yourself that if they are smiling, they are happy; if they are not smiling, it is a normal emotion; if their face looks like charcoal, they are angry."
Jian Xingzhi was dissatisfied with this answer: "Isn't this useless? Anyone with eyes can tell whether someone is happy or not."
Ye Qi was very frank: "Yes, you only need to know the other person's current emotions. As for whether or not to analyze them, it depends on whether the other person's emotions are worth analyzing, not everything."
"All you need to do is reduce the pressure a little bit."
"After all, hyperthymesia and a talent for thinking are your innate strengths, special abilities you can be proud of, aren't they?"
"As long as you don't hate your own strengths, that's enough."
At that moment, Jian Xingzhi suddenly stopped.
He had been thinking about how to completely get rid of this obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Or how to avoid this situation for the rest of your life.
But they forgot that this was his strength.
It is something special that he was born with.
He just needs to reduce his stress a little.
Although the process is difficult.
but.
It's not impossible.
He no longer hates his hyperthymesia.
I no longer hate myself for being good at thinking.
Instead, they are proud that their hyperthymesia is sometimes useful, and only worry a little about how to reduce the burden of hyperthymesia.
Instead of rejecting it entirely.
Because he was too rigid and meticulous, he only thought about either solving the problem once and for all or avoiding it altogether.
But I never imagined the answer would be half and half.
There's no need for extreme answers that are all positive or all negative.
Seeing his expression, Ye Qi knew he had come to his senses. She hummed in agreement, then smiled and sincerely wished him well.
"I can't be of much help, but..."
I still want to wish you—
"Be able to control your talents and always be proud of yourself."
The next moment, a white light flashed in her eyes.
But only those who understand magic can understand that Ye Qi unconsciously used a blessing spell.
Jian Xingzhi didn't know.
All Jian Xingzhi knew was that on that day, Ye Qi's eyes were sparkling, like the stars in the sky, inexplicably making him feel at ease and happy, like his light, his guiding star.
After that, he deliberately controlled himself from thinking too much and consciously imagined himself forgetting some things, which actually made him successfully forget some things.
Over time.
He was able to control his abilities smoothly.
He won't remember something unless he specifically pays attention to it.
You can forget what you just saw in no time.
But he will always remember the things he specifically memorizes.
He truly succeeded in overcoming his hyperthymesia.
At the same time, he started exercising with Ye Qi to train himself and stop letting bad people bully him.
later.
He and his brother went to visit them and got to know Ye Qi's other brothers.
They can get together and play basketball in two teams.
In his current words:
Rules are sufficient for formal occasions.
Now, all we need to do is have fun.
That summer.
Jian Xingzhi cured his "mental illness".
Ye Qi became his cure.
His new friends became his sweet treats.
It is also the driving force for forging ahead.
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