Seeing the old poem again shocked the author who often heard the doctor of Xiaoyue pain
Following his destiny, Xue Jiuyue drove past ten intersections, parked by the roadside, and, looking around, unexpectedly spotted the Qingqing Building logo behind several tall buildings. She had been planning to chat with Qiu Nian for a few days, and now that she was near this area, it was a good opportunity to see if he was free. Xue Jiuyue made up her mind.
"Hello, are you looking for Mr. Qiu or Mr. Xiao Qiu?" The girl named Xiao Zhang at the front desk quickly recognized the distinguished guest in front of her.
Xue Jiuyue smiled in response, "Thank you, I'll look for Mr. Xiao Qiu."
"Okay, please wait."
After a moment, Qiu Nian ran to the hall by herself, "Sister, why are you here? Let me know in advance so I can pick you up."
"I'm just passing by. If you have some free time, would you like to have a cup of tea?"
"Sis, you're here. What do you want? Come to my office. I'll lead the way."
Qiu Nian's office isn't large, decorated in a stylish, minimalist style. The furniture is simple in color, primarily gray, white, and black, yet it's very stylish. A closer look reveals a nearly seamless design. Even the guest sofas are stylish fabrics with sharp corners, embodying a masculine aura.
"Sister, please sit down. I'll make tea for you." Qiu Nian was very happy that Xue Jiuyue came.
"Please sit down. I just came out of the store and I'm not thirsty. I want to chat with you alone for a while while Yiyi is away."
"Okay, go ahead."
Xue Jiuyue asked directly: "It's been so long, and there is no progress with Yiyi?"
"I can't say there's been no progress at all, it's just slow." Qiu Nian spoke slowly as he recalled their past. Finally, he added, "very slow."
"I don't have much experience, but after spending so much time with her, I feel like Yiyi is also interested in you. She might just have some concerns, but I don't know what they are."
The mixed feeling left Qiu Nian scratching his head. "Could it be that they're afraid I might change my mind in the future, so they want to test me more? I've seen that mentioned in many guides."
"That's possible. Then do more things to impress her and let her see your sincerity. I'm here to remind you that Chinese Valentine's Day is less than two months away. You should prepare in advance and give her a surprise." When Xue Jiuyue was flipping through a magazine a few days ago, there was a mention of Chinese Valentine's Day. At that time, she wanted to find an opportunity to tell Qiu Nian.
"Yes, I almost forgot if you hadn't told me. Qixi Festival is such an important festival, we must perform well." Qiu Nian just perked up for a moment, then started scratching his head again, "But what should I prepare?"
"I think something romantic, something that can show your sincerity! Don't just buy some gifts. I think Yiyi hates that as much as I do."
This resonated with Qiu Nian. "Yeah, I've noticed this. Every time I eat with her, she rarely gives me a friendly reception at a high-end restaurant. But when we go to a street stall, we can chat and laugh."
"So, don't spend too much money, and show your sincerity. This will test your imagination. I can't help you. I remind you in advance so that you have enough time to prepare. It's best not to let Yiyi know in advance. Prepare in secret." When she mentioned the word "secret", a sudden throbbing sensation appeared out of nowhere, which was fleeting. Xue Jiuyue still caught a trace of it. "Besides this, you can actually share some of your secrets with Yiyi. This will help to bring the two of you closer."
"Yeah, that's true. It's just that it was used at work before. It's easy to cultivate confidants and win over colleagues. Can it also be used in relationships?"
In fact, Xue Jiuyue was also a blank slate when it came to relationships, so she wasn't very firm in her words. "It should be possible. Why are couples so close? Isn't it because they know each other's secrets the most?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Xue Jiuyue followed that thread of thought and brought back the thought that had just slipped away. In fact, the person who knew the most of her secrets now was actually an online friend - "Spraying a face of spit on you"! Although the names of the real people involved were replaced by Xue Jiuyue, she only told "Spitting" what happened in the real world and her true feelings. If they could know each other in real life, the other party would probably be a close friend who could talk about anything...
Qiu Nian's words interrupted Xue Jiuyue's daydreaming, "Well, what you said makes sense. But many of my secrets are embarrassing, so I don't dare to mention them..."
"It doesn't have to be yours. Anything from home or Mr. Qiu is fine. I don't want your bank password, just something interesting or gossipy."
"I understand, thank you, sis!"
Qian Jianjun felt dazed throughout the whole afternoon, like a puppet whose soul was taken away by Gu Quyu.
According to the scheduled schedule, they sat in the back of the classroom in advance, waiting for the Chinese Art History course.
The two of them leaned on their desks, their arms propped up against their chests, staring at each other, lost in each other's gaze, neither sleepy nor awake, unaware of anything else in the world...
"Hello everyone! Today I'm sharing with you China's most ancient art: pottery! Let's take a look at a few pictures. This is a red pottery animal-shaped pot unearthed from the Dawenkou site in Shandong. It's in the shape of a pig, with a plump body, head held high and mouth open, a hollow belly, and a spout at the tail for receiving water. The spout serves as a spout, and there are handles on the back. The image is both exaggerated and accurate, demonstrating that the potters of the time had a strong ability to depict realism..."
The professor's vivid lecture on the stage finally brought Qian Jianjun and the others back to their senses, but it was only temporary.
“It is said that
The first clay pot was made by a woman
So she made a
Round, raised curves
Standing in a simple and peaceful manner
Above the Eternal Desolation"
Qian Jianjun handed Gu Quyu a note quoting a new poem titled "Clay Pot." Gu Quyu was puzzled by the meaning, and Qian Jianjun, with a wicked smile, secretly pointed at the professor's slides.
It turns out that the poem he quoted combined with the pottery jar the professor talked about was equivalent to calling a woman a pig. Of course, he was just joking to tease Gu Quyu.
Soon Gu Quyu also replied with a new poem,
"From a blooming flower
Go to history
The Emperor's Sword and Kingdom
Not nearly as hard as a petal."
It was probably a quote, as if these lines were used to justify the girl's reputation. Qian Jianjun was about to whisper praises to Gu Quyu for her wide reading and quick wit when Gu Quyu passed him another slip of paper. It contained a few lines of new poetry, and Qian Jianjun had read it before. It was from the poet Niu Han's "South China Tiger":
"A thunderous roar,
Have an unruly soul
Passing over my head
Soaring into the air,
I saw flame-like streaks
Eyes like flames,
And huge and broken
Bloody claws!"
Although he liked this poem very much when he was in college, the passage of time still gave Qian Jianjun a huge shock when he saw it reproduced on paper in Gu Quyu's round but powerful handwriting.
After all these years, is his soul still as free and uninhibited as it was back then? Does he still have the courage to break free from his cage? Why does a single relationship issue trouble him so much? Would Qian Jianjun have been like this back then? No, not at all. Back then, Qian Jianjun was free and romantic, full of confidence in himself and full of fantasies about the future. Just like what was written on the note that appeared before him:
"I won't let the earth hold my feet
Don't let the sky imprison my wings
Don't let marriage bury my love
Don't let time define my life
Even if hell is deep
scarred
I also want to stretch out my broken horns
With a low whimper
Blowing through the twilight
Not afraid of the denigration of this presumptuous
There is no need to praise this eternal sadness
This is just the poet's bones
Peerless independence pierces the sky"
The handwriting was still Gu Quyu's, but these few words were originally written by Qian Jianjun for herself, even before she met Mei Rugu. Qian Jianjun instantly burst into tears, not because of love, but because of himself...
Mr. Qiu, whom Xue Jiuyue and Qiu Nian were talking about, had just walked in.
"Hello, Doctor Liu, I'm here!"
"Hello, Mr. Qiu, please take a seat. I'll make you a cup of tea. Let's have a brief chat first."
"Okay, thank you for your help."
"You're welcome. What kind of tea do you like? I just got some Lu'an Guapian tea. Would you like to try it to cool down?"
"Oh? That's a traditional historical famous tea, the tribute tea of the Qing Dynasty. Among all the teas in the world, Lu'an Guapian is the only tea without buds or stems, made from a single raw leaf. The tea flavor is strong but not bitter, fragrant but not astringent, and it's just right to drink in summer." Mr. Qiu said with a smile.
"You know tea!" Liu Che said as he walked to the tea table, sat down, and began to make tea. While busy with his work, he asked, "Mr. Qiu, do you really have a psychological problem that requires consultation?"
"What? Is this true?" Knowing that Liu Che was Xue Jiuyue's friend, Mr. Qiu spoke with great discretion.
"I'm sorry, please don't worry. I'm just making sure. If you really need help, I'll first introduce myself to you, and then you can consider whether you need my help."
"Isn't Xiaoyue being treated here with you? What's going on?"
"You, have some tea first." Elder Qiu's mention of Xue Jiuyue caused Liu Che's heart to ache. He handed over the brewed tea, raised his right hand to smooth the strands of hair on his forehead, and then turned to Elder Qiu. "To be honest, I'm blind and completely blind."
"What?" Mr. Qiu was stunned by the news. It took him a while to come back to his senses and carefully look at the young man in front of him. His face was fair, his demeanor was humble, and his facial features were three-dimensional and full, except for his pair of black eyes, which were dark and cold. Mr. Qiu had seen countless people in his life. Although he did not judge people by their appearance, he also believed that appearance reflects the heart. And the young man in front of him was a very gentle person, both in his appearance and in the impression he left on him. How could such a good child be invisible? Mr. Qiu still didn't believe it, "I saw that you were acting normally..."
"I can remember every place I've been, and after I became blind, I met an old man who deliberately trained my hearing, so you didn't notice anything strange. But for a psychologist, if I couldn't see, I wouldn't be able to observe some of your detailed behaviors, which would affect the effectiveness of the treatment."
"Xiaoyue should also know why she...?"
"Xiaoyue was previously treated by Dr. Li Jingzi from our clinic. Later, she took the initiative to ask me to treat her. I told her about my condition in advance, but she still insisted. Fortunately, I performed hypnosis treatment for her, and the effect was good."
"Well, the tea is good, thank you! You are very good, Xiaoyue has good taste..."
Elder Qiu's ambiguous words once again pierced Liu Che's heart, causing him to raise his jade-like right hand, only to drop it again helplessly. Then he heard Elder Qiu's conclusion, "I'm like Xiaoyue. It's you, if you're willing to help me."
"It's my pleasure. May I first understand what you are confused about?"
"Look, I have a memory, it's in my head, but I can't recall it. I didn't pay attention to it before, or I wasn't prepared. Now I hope you can use hypnosis to treat me as well."
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