I Just Want to Copy Books in Peace

Chen Quan concentrated on watering the flowers.

She is used to watering the flowers at eight in the morning. At this time, the temperature is not very high, and the stimulation of the root system of the flowers is relatively small.

And after watering, the evaporation of water is not very fast, and the plants have enough time to slowly absorb water.

The water she chooses is the rainwater she receives, and whenever it rains, she takes out the pots and jars to collect water. In spring and summer it receives rain, and in winter it receives snow. Snow is naturally used to make tea.

Although the air pollution is very bad now and the snow water is actually not clean, she just loves this tune. There should be a sense of ritual in life.

She would rather spend a lot of money on a set of filtering and purifying devices to purify snow water for tea, rather than buy mineral water conveniently and quickly.

Since everyone has the leisure to make tea with snow water, it is natural to store some rainwater for watering the flowers.

As the old saying goes, snow water is gold, rain water is silver. It is said that rainwater contains a small amount of nitrogen, which can provide a small amount of nutrients for the growth of flowers, promote their metabolism, speed up plant growth, prevent soil compaction, and help the nutrients in the soil. It dissolves very well for watering flowers.

Of course, she didn't use rainwater to water the flowers to make the flowers grow well, she just liked the taste.

Women, whether they are 18 years old or 81 years old, have to live a little bit of fun.

She carefully poured the jasmine, which gave off a strong fragrance, and then poured the geraniums that had already bloomed.

Looking at these bright and beautiful flowers, her mood also improved.

She is not as sad as Sister Lin, and when she sees flowers, she thinks of flowers wither and flowers fly all over the sky, who will pity the red and fragrant, and she will not feel that three hundred and sixty days a year, wind, sword, frost and sword. Strictly forcing each other, When the bright and beautiful can be seen, it is hard to find once wandering.

I also don't think that just because my teeth are getting older, I think Look at the remnants of spring and the flowers gradually fall, that is when the beauty is old and dead. Once the spring is over, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and people die.

Chen Quan is optimistic and positive. She is not as heroic as Baochai. Good wind relies on strength, borrow me to rise to the sky, of course, she will not be like Sister Lin, Wandering is like life, empty, and romantic. .

She is her, the unique Chen Quan, although ordinary, but a woman who loves life.

Just after watering the petunia, suddenly a cell phone ringing came from the living room.

The world is ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring, and it's okay to be arrogant...

Chen Quan put down the kettle, pounded his upper arm, hurried back to the living room, and picked up the phone on the round coffee table.

The caller ID reads: Du Caige (Note: Visitor).

The corners of Chen Quan's mouth curled up, he pressed the answer, and said in a gentle voice, Hello, Xiao Du.

...

I'm glad you are willing to come back to the consultation. However, my appointments are quite full recently. I wonder if you can wait a while. After the May Day, we will start the consultation again?

Okay, I'll wait for your call. Bye!

Putting down the phone, Chen Quan tilted his head to think quietly, and came to her study.

She stood in front of the mahogany bookshelf, looked carefully, and took a kraft paper portfolio from the bookshelf.

The cover reads: Du Caige.

Reception time for initial diagnosis: March 2007.

Chen Quan sat in front of his imitation pear wood desk, picked up the reading glasses on the corner of the desk and put them on, then took out a stack of printed A4 paper from his portfolio, and looked down.

...

On March 14, 2007, the second consultation.

Consultation: You say you can get in touch with another...personality in the body, or use the word existence, the memory of another existence.

Do you remember when you first came into contact with the memory of another being in you?

Interview (avoiding eye contact): In fact, I came into contact at a very young age. Six or seven years old. But I couldn't understand it at that time, and because I was not skilled, I couldn't get in touch with anything useful, only some fragmented pictures. And looking back now, those memories are very vague, maybe even my own imagination, I'm not so sure.

Consultation: This is normal, memory is quite fragile, easily smeared, modified, and affected.

Interviewer: Since my junior high school, when I was in a daze, or when I was distracted, I sometimes entered a very special state and came into contact with those memories.

Most memories are boring, just snippets of life. There are also some interesting ones. It feels like it's in the very near future, when people use smartphones, just click on their phones at home, and someone will deliver takeout. And all kinds of interesting stuff.

Q: Sounds like sci-fi.

Interviewer: Yes.

Consultation: According to our last consultation, you said that you formed a band with a few friends because of boredom in your sophomore year and performed everywhere. At that time, were the songs you wrote found in the memory of that being?

Interviewer: Not exactly. At that time, I couldn't control those memories freely. It's like a glimpse, you know. I came into contact with a lot of pieces of music, and after all, I also studied music, although it was a folk music department. I took some inspiration from those clips and wrote some songs myself. In fact, they are all poorly written, and they are all shadows of imitation.

Consultation: In your evaluation, which song do you think you copied completely from the memory of that being?

Interview (silence for a few minutes): Embarrassed.

Counselor: That's the song you wrote for the Walker band, I've heard it. It was a great song that influenced a generation and is considered to be the top 5 rock music in Dahuaguo rock history.

Interview (shrugs, as if disapproving): Maybe. I copied it anyway.

Consultation: Do you think it is possible that your inspiration and your training have created such a song? It's just that you have some kind of hallucination that it's copied from another existence's memory? In fact, the so-called memory of another existence is just out of your imagination and is a part of your personality?

Interview (standing up, angry): If I have doubts about my mental state, I will see a psychiatrist, thank you! If you want to continue counseling me, there is a premise that you can't think I'm crazy. If you think I'm crazy, there's no way this consultation can go on.

Counselor: Sorry, I didn't mean that you were mentally ill. We normal people sometimes have some fantasies, and I have had them too, and the fantasies are even lifelike.

Interview (silence for a few minutes): I have kept these words in my heart for a long time, and I have never said them to anyone. This is my biggest secret!

Counselor: Thank you for your trust. Please also believe in my professional ethics, any of your information is safe with me and will never be leaked.

Interviewer: Frankly speaking, since I made up my mind to come to you, I was mentally prepared to reveal everything.

Consultation: Well, then let’s move on and talk about the “other being” in your body...

Interviewer: I'm used to that existence, there's nothing to talk about, my problem is not here.

Counselor: What do you think your problem is?

Interview (silent, didn't speak until the end of the consultation time): I thought I had found true love, and I was willing to give everything for her. I even told the police that I was driving and took the blame for her. But she betrayed me.

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