Rich and negative

Chapter 128 The Number of Confessions

Shen Xingyu's face suddenly changed, and his whole body was completely different from before. The original gentle expression disappeared completely.He didn't know what he thought of, his eyes were dim, and he even stood up suddenly and rushed out the door.

Su Ranji squatted outside the wall, took a deep breath, and tried to stabilize his mood, but Bo Ming who was beside him was much calmer, and even asked questions.

"Were you so warm-hearted before?"

Su Ranji's eyes widened, thinking seriously, could he be a kind-hearted person?

"I see there is such a virgin?"

Bo Ming smiled and said nothing.

Su Ranji's thoughts turned back and forth, but at this moment he finally knew...why he was willing to stay by Bo Ming's side.

He thought of countless late nights, and strange thoughts would pop up in his mind, for example, if life could be chosen, would he choose again?Su Ranji has asked himself this question countless times in his heart, but unfortunately the answer is different every time, because speaking of it, his life has been very smooth compared to many people's.The family is well-off, and he has no worries about food and drink since he was a child, without any financial pressure.He is also energetic. If it weren't for Su Ranji's unwillingness, it would not be difficult to be an idol idol nowadays, although he has a face that is prone to distance, scaring away many adoring girls.But Su Ranji didn't care about these things at all.

This era always gives infinite passion, and it seems to have infinite vitality for friends, life and future.But as people grow older, people become more and more indifferent, their original ideals are forgotten, and their enthusiasm for work gradually disappears.The longing for the future has been flattened by reality. So many uncertainties and losses not only make people lose courage, but also lose passion.The sweat and tears that have flowed have washed away the active hearts of the people.Such a change made Su Ranji feel that he was getting worse and worse than before.The so-called stability is just cowardice under pressure, and the so-called tranquility is just an excuse not to make progress.

Perhaps passion always gives people a feeling that it will be lost in a blink of an eye, like the dew in the morning disappears in a blink of an eye as the temperature rises.Because this short and warm emotion often brings people more surprises and longings.So I want to extend this fleeting moment and make it a part of my life.So turning a passion into a hobby into a life, will its shelf life be extended, or it will be closely integrated with the motivation of work and life, maybe turning it into a habit, would it be a good choice?

I once had this idea that no matter how much I like things, they will eventually lose their luster due to the polishing of time.Maybe it's true, the one you couldn't let go of, the one you couldn't put it down, the one you were eager to yearn for, slowly faded its vividness over the long years.Like the new and dislike the old, like an inevitable law.No matter how much you like a song, no matter how much you like a thing, no matter how much you like an activity, it will gradually become indifferent, even boring.But still overlooked something - habit.It takes 27 days to form a habit, so what about getting rid of a habit?Even if some things have lost their luster deep in the heart, they cannot really remove their place.So when you develop a habit, that enthusiasm will always follow in your life, making it an absolute rather than an accident.So even though it has lost its luster, it is still deeply rooted in my life.

I don't want to always promise myself some empty big words, and I hope to mix every part of my heart into my life and work.It's just hope that we still have to be eager for success and change, and we must retain a persistent passion for our original intention.All the things that sound incredible are far less difficult than imagined when you actually start to do them.It mainly depends on whether I still have the courage to face the unknown, and whether that inherent passion can be transformed into a habit to support my continuous progress.

Finally, I want to move forward with a motto, don't forget the original intention.

Su Ranji felt that his life was boring amidst all kinds of thoughts,

Although Su Ran and whoever puts such a life on him will feel that this experience in the next world is not bad.But when I really have it, I am not so happy every day, as if everything is logical, but I have lost a lot of fun that I should have, or it can be said that I have lost the surprises of life.

It is quite uncomfortable for Su Ranji to have no goals that should be achieved.So he often thinks that the reason why he always tosses with his father is that he wants to get rid of this installed frame. Although the inside is comfortable, it is also visible at a glance.

Su Ranji was afraid of such a life, maybe it was his innocence, he had never felt the price of daily necessities.So this time, Su Ranji thought, maybe he can really try to be alone.

It sounds like a fantasy, but suddenly at this moment, Su Ranji has expectations, the drive to fight and work hard, and this burning feeling is very good.

When Su Ranji looked at Bo Ming, his eyes were hot and calm, and all the worries and pains in the past had an outlet, everything.It is because of hard work that there is hope.Su Ranji suddenly thought that no matter what stage of life he was in in the future, he knew that he would never regret it.

"I'm very happy to meet you. Let me say something disgusting. Throwing a smelly and hard stone into my lake will cause quite a few ripples."

"If you have to face death for a moment, will you be afraid?" Bo Ming heard Su Ran and this question, his eyes were gentle and puzzled, "I should ask you this question, right?" Bo Ming didn't say the second half of the sentence Exit, because the two people have a tacit understanding of what that sentence is, and Bo Ming's subjective hatred, because the objective reason is far greater than Su Ranji.

I don't know if the atmosphere is too dignified, but Bo Ming suddenly asked a rather inexplicable question.

"How many people have you confessed to?" Su Ranji almost choked.

How to answer this question, Su Ranji's mind went blank, subconsciously wanted to say no, but then remembered that Bo Ming had touched him once, so the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

After Su Ranji reflected, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he directly threw the question back, asking Bo Ming back.

"Then tell me first, how many people have confessed to you?"