Trajectory 2: entangled curves

I opened another WeChat account on my phone, a WeChat account related to classroom sales by the principal.

Reply: "Okay, I'll join!"

The salesperson had asked Zhuge Qinuo to attend classes many times before, but because she would be away for many days, she was worried that no one would pick up and take care of her child, so she never agreed.

Maybe out of a little bit of recklessness, maybe out of a little bit of revenge, she decided to leave for a few days.

She didn't really want to escape for a few days to see the outside world in order to arm herself, enrich herself, and make progress. She didn't know what would happen if she went out without thinking about the consequences. She only knew that this idea could help her get rid of the torment in her heart at the moment.

And being able to escape from the torment is enough.

Perhaps the more cruel life is, the more people should love themselves. Zhuge Qinuo, who had always been tense, found that sometimes being a little selfish can be so refreshing.

In a sense, getting rid of some habits or obsessions is like quitting drugs. Only by enduring the pain of being bitten again and again can you finally reach a reconciliation with your body and mind.

The lonely night was no longer lonely. She even stopped complaining about Han Moli.

She didn't pay attention to what time Han Moli returned home. She slept well today.

The next day, she got up again and repeated her life. But after she had a different state of mind, she also enjoyed the same repetition.

There are such ridiculous contradictions in life.

For example, obsessive-compulsive disorder is a disease, but in many cases, having this disease is a blessing. At least, you still have the conditions and ability to force yourself, and at least the results of the things you do after forcing yourself are not bad, just like your room will be tidy and you will have a plan for doing things.

The most frightening thing is that I can’t even afford to suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

From that day on, you can give up halfway on things like watching TV series; from that day on, even if there is nothing to do, you will no longer want to move when you see the messy room; from that day on, you will no longer worry about whether the people around you put things back in their place after using them.

When you stop focusing on some details and choose to turn a blind eye, you will find that you will feel much more relaxed, or turn your head and look around, you will find that there are too many other things waiting for you. Then, a wonderful thing happened - the so-called obsessive-compulsive disorder was cured.

But is it really a cure?

Sometimes you don’t know whether this healing is a real healing or just another kind of pathology.

This kind of life of enjoying for the sake of "enjoying" did not really bring Zhuge Qinuo long-term satisfaction and happiness. She found that apart from the children, she began to care nothing about other things at home.

All her previous sensitivity had been transformed into dullness. But she felt more and more that this dullness was slowly turning into a kind of anger.

For example, she had a plan to go out, but she never showed it. She only told Han Moli the day before she left that she wanted to go to Beijing to study and would be away for about ten days.

She thought Han Moli would ask a few more questions and say a few more words, "Ten days is too long. What will happen to the family and the children when you are not here?"

But Han Moli didn't. He readily expressed his agreement and support.

He didn't ask, and she didn't want to say more. She told him about picking up the child and arranged the itinerary.

In addition to learning, the more important purpose of this trip is healing and relaxation.

Zhuge Qinuo didn't want to treat himself badly, so he made sure to study well, eat well, and live well when he first arrived in Beijing.

I decisively booked a first-class ticket and decided to splurge and have fun.

I thought about booking the best room, but when I saw the hotel that cost thousands of dollars a night, I immediately thought, "Ten days is not necessary," and "Just stay for two days to experience it will be enough."

She had the ability and opportunity to squander, but when the time came, she was reluctant to do so. She laughed at her own patheticness.

The next day, after sending the children to school, Zhuge Qinuo went home to get his luggage, and Han Moli was still sleeping.

Without saying goodbye, she drove to the airport alone and checked in early.

It was not a holiday, so the airport was quite empty. A few people came and went one after another, most of them were alone, so she didn't look lonely at all.

Zhuge Qinuo got up early, didn't wear any makeup, and her skin was not in good condition. She wrapped herself tightly with a fisherman's hat and a mask. This look was still a little strange in the eyes of others. Maybe this is what the "person in a condom" in the previous textbooks is like.

But she couldn't care less. Even the peaceful and regular life that she had maintained for ten years was disrupted. What did other people's strange looks matter?

Out of sight, out of mind, she pulled her hat even lower, crossed her arms across her chest, and closed her eyes to rest.

I don’t know how long it took, but it shouldn’t have been very long.

She opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, and looked around.

There were more people, but there were still groups of three or four walking in the passage.

She was also pleasantly surprised to find that her strange "person in a suit" outfit was becoming doubled - a person a little further away, also dressed in a similar outfit, was walking towards her.

I don’t know if it was because of the resonance in their outfits, but the waiting room was very empty and that person chose to sit in the row in front of Zhuge Qinuo.

Zhuge Qinuo took advantage of the fact that he was wearing a hat and was behind the man and took a few more bold looks at him.

Unlike her, that man looked like a young man.

Zhuge Qinuo wore a mask and a hat to cover his haggard face, and the outfit of the young man in front could be considered a good match.

In addition, he was wearing headphones and a small silver chain. Although his face was not visible, he was a walking trend. The breath of youth and fashion was overwhelming, and even his back seemed to be emitting a sense of handsomeness.

Comparing himself, Zhuge Qinuo could only say loudly in his heart that he had learned something, and that young people were just different.

Realizing that it was very presumptuous to spy on someone from behind for too long, she took out her cell phone to cover up her guilty conscience.

When I looked up again, the young man was gone.

No trace left, but a trace was left behind - a mobile phone.

He was not sure, but Zhuge Qinuo guessed that it was most likely the young man. He analyzed that he was waiting for the flight here just now, and he should be on the same flight as her, so he picked up the phone and sat where the young man sat just now, waiting for him to come back so that he could return the phone to him.

Returning lost property is a good quality, and waiting where you are is a good method.

I waited and waited but he didn't show up; when the boarding time came, he still didn't show up; when there were five minutes left to boarding time, he still didn't show up.

Even though Zhuge Qinuo had a reckless attitude now, she was still a little panicked at this time.

She set a timer. If he didn't show up after two minutes, she would hand him over to the airport staff. She couldn't delay her own business just to do good things. She didn't think she was that noble.

Just as he was thinking this, a man came running over with a bag on his back. Zhuge Qinuo recognized him as the young man because he was also wearing a hat and a mask.

"Hello!" Zhuge Qinuo wanted to go up to the man and return the phone, but the man rushed straight to the boarding gate. Perhaps he didn't realize he was being called, and the young man didn't even turn his head.

As time was tight, the staff at the boarding gate quickly “beeped” his ticket, and Zhuge Qinuo had to hurriedly swipe his boarding pass at the VIP channel.

Both of them passed the verification.

He took the ticket and walked inside quickly, and she followed.

"Hey, hello." Zhuge Qinuo continued to chase him and called him.

I don’t know if it was because the mask blocked her voice, or if her voice was just not loud enough. The young girl didn’t slow down at all, she just ran inside.

Zhuge Qinuo had no choice but to run faster.

Since talking doesn't work, she might as well use force. Seeing that she was about to catch up, she reached out and tugged at the young man's sleeve.

Perhaps the action was too gentle, and as both of them were walking and running, the young man still didn't notice it.

Zhuge Qinuo patted him on the back and raised his voice: "Hello!"

The young man finally stopped.

The hat covered his forehead, and the mask covered his nose and mouth. But the moment he turned around, she clearly saw disgust and impatience in his exposed eyebrows.

"Hello, is this your phone?" Zhuge Qinuo didn't want to be disliked like this, so he went straight to the point and handed the phone to the young man while speaking.

The young man touched his butt pocket, and his frown suddenly relaxed. He said in a gentle tone: "Oh, it's mine. Thank you."

The Mandarin is very standard and the voice is very nice.

Zhuge Qinuo returned the phone and muttered to himself: "Children nowadays have really bad tempers. What's the point of being handsome? They have no manners."

He reminded me again, "It's too late." Then he turned and walked towards the cabin door.

The young man did not leave immediately, but immediately replied to a WeChat message with his mobile phone. When he put down his mobile phone and walked towards the cabin door, he realized that the other person had just helped him a lot, but he acted as if he was owed a million dollars, and he felt a little regretful and ashamed.

But now that the people who helped him were gone, he had no chance to say anything.

Fortunately, he could still try to look for it in the cabin.

As soon as he entered the plane, he tried to silently scan the people in the seats, but apart from hearing the crying of a baby, he was unable to do so.

"At least I said thank you," he thought.