[Three Kingdoms][Guo Xun] On the correct posture of chasing male gods

[Guo Jia Notes P7:

People say that the past is the past.As everyone knows, the past is all in the present.

Every minute and every second of your life is living in the present as well as in the past.Can't escape, can't earn. 】

"Mom, aren't you cold?" Xiao Guo Jia folded her arms and shivered in the cold wind.

Guo's mother stood on the roof, the night wind blowing, blowing the thin silk pajamas on her body, outlining a graceful and charming outline.She held a cigarette in her hand, and the faint light of the fire only slightly illuminated half of her face.

Many years later, Guo Jia realized that it was the nostalgia and sadness that she could not express to her young self, and she buried her inhumane years deep in her heart.

However, the moment she saw little Guo Jia, all her unwillingness and pain turned into peace and tranquility.

Guo's mother threw away the cigarette in her hand, and hugged Guo Jia in her arms: "Little fool, why are you still up so late?"

"Because I woke up in the middle of the night and found that my mother was gone." Xiao Guo Jia was very wronged.

"How could it be? Mom won't disappear. Mom will always be here."

"...but mother...why are you upset?"

"...Baby, why is Mom unhappy? Being with you is the happiest time for Mom."

Guo's mother bowed her head and kissed little Guo Jia's forehead, and put him on the ground reluctantly: "...Jiajia, you have to remember, mom will always love you."

Little Guo Jia couldn't see her expression clearly, but felt flustered for no reason: "...Mom? What are you going to do?"

Mother Guo smiled without answering, turned around and left in another direction.Little Guo Jia was filled with extreme panic, and he chased after him desperately, crying while chasing: "Mom! Mom! Don't leave me behind!"

Little Guo Jia chased for a long time before finally catching up with Mother Guo's footsteps. He held on to Mother Guo's clothes and feet tightly, crying, "Mom, don't leave me alone."

"...Guo Jia? What's wrong?"

Guo Jia raised his head, only to find that the person he had caught turned out to be Wen Ruo. He looked at himself with a calm expression, but there was always something to say in those ink-painted eyes.

Guo Jia opened his hands and hugged him in his arms, but found that he had grown up.

"Who were you thinking about when you showed this expression on the roof that day?" Guo Jia murmured, tightening the strength of his arms and holding him firmly in his arms: "No one is allowed to think about it. Now, you have to move on."

Wen Ruo smiled: "People want to look forward? Is this really your hope?"

"But ask yourself, do you believe what you say?"

Then he broke free from Guo Jia's embrace and walked away slowly.Guo Jia stood on the spot, his legs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move a step, let alone make a sound, and could only watch him disappear before his eyes bit by bit.

Guo Jia sat up suddenly, looked around in confusion, only to realize that it was a dream.

The suffocating despair in the dream still lingered like a shadow.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

Turned on the light, only to find that it was 5:2 in the morning, and I only slept for less than [-] hours.

On a rare weekend, Guo Jia managed to resume his daily routine, but woke up at five o'clock.

Yet he could no longer sleep.

Guo Jia was stunned for a while, wiped his face, washed and dressed and went out.

The advantage of getting up early on weekends is that you really just sit on the bus without being crowded.

Guo Jia was sitting on the bus to the suburbs, looking out the window and carefully sorting out her mood.

He and Wen Ruo had known each other not long ago, and he liked Wen Ruo from the first time he saw her, but now it's been a little over two weeks, and the development has gotten a little out of control.

My subconscious dependence on and love for Wen Ruo is not only unreasonable, but also a little too much.

Why?He seems reliable?Or has your intuition already made the decision for you?

Guo Jia is not a person who needs to rely on and cannot be independent. On the contrary, he is too independent.

Although he takes care of himself in a mess ()

When Guo Jia was a child, he and his mother were the only ones in the world.

He knew that he was an illegitimate child who could not see the light.He followed his mother's surname only because his father's family refused to give the illegitimate child a surname.

Because of the absence of his father, on the one hand he is extremely dependent on his mother, on the other hand he longs to grow up quickly and become a man to protect his mother.

It's a pity that Mother Guo didn't wait for this day.She left in too much haste.

There were no guests at Mother Guo's funeral, only a few colleagues.Guo's mother's family felt that it was too embarrassing for the daughter who had a child out of wedlock to be driven to be a mistress, so they broke off the relationship early.In order to protect Guo Jia's safety, Guo's mother cut off all her past connections, took little Guo Jia to City A to start again, and wandered alone.

The news of her death was not even known to a few people.

Guo's mother's colleagues thought that the young Guo Jia would cry to death, but they didn't want Guo Jia to shed a tear in the audience.

He no longer has the ability to cry whenever he wants, and there is no one who is willing to coax him.

The hardships of life forced Guo Jia to end his immature childhood prematurely, forcing him to slap his swollen face to look fat and pretend to be an adult.Without the escort and shelter of his elders, he must pay the price for every wrong choice he makes.

After the living expenses provided by his biological father were exhausted, Guo Jia once suffered from hunger and cold. This was a very difficult time for Guo Jia who was still in school.

What is the life of a child who has no income, is forced to drop out of school, and struggles to maintain food and clothing?

After many years, Guo Jia still doesn't want to recall that embarrassing past.

"Dear passengers and friends, the terminal is here, please take your belongings and prepare to get off, I wish you a pleasant journey!"

After regaining his senses, Guo Jia got out of the car with his belongings.

There is a cemetery on the outskirts of City A, where Guo Jia's mother is buried.Although it takes a long time to take the bus every time, Guo Jia often comes here.He has a deep affection for his mother, the only person in his life who truly loves him.

The weather was a little cloudy, but Guo Jia didn't care. He carried the bag to his mother's grave, patted the grass and sat down on the ground. He unzipped the bag very naturally, took out a dozen biscuits and a bottle of orange juice, and started his journey. Early morning picnic.

Yes, you read that right, a picnic.Guo Jia never brings flowers and other things that are usually used for sweeping graves. He created his own unique way of sweeping graves since he was a child-eating in front of his mother's grave.Sometimes I bring a computer and spare batteries to play games and do programming.

However, Guo Jia today took out... medical textbooks and notebooks after the picnic.

Postgraduate medical courses are very heavy. Even if Guo Jia has a very good memory, he still needs to set aside a large part of his spare time to do homework. He needs good grades to stay in the medical school, and he needs to come up with some problems. To flirt with his senior brother Wen Ruo.

In his heart, he worked so hard largely because he wanted Wen Ruo's recognition and praise.

After reading the three units in the two books, Guo Jia felt a little tired. He put the books behind his head and lay on his back next to his mother's grave.

Then he thought about himself in high school a year ago.

In the days of high school, it was really a chicken and a dog.He was proud of his youth and felt that his computer skills had surpassed the level of ordinary people. He didn't want to bother preparing for the college entrance examination, and he didn't plan to go to college to continue to suffer.

How many teachers continued to "save" Guo Jia while shaking their heads and hating iron for nothing? It's hard for anyone to understand, how lazy is this?

When it was the third year of high school, the teachers finally gave up.

But now, he has become a model student who listens to lectures in class, reviews after class, reads books before class, and actively asks questions for a crush who doesn't know if he will be able to catch up with him.

"It's really depraved!" Guo Jia covered his face and sighed, unable to bear to look directly.

There was a thin drizzle of rain falling from the sky, and Guo Jia lay comfortably on the ground and drenched in the rain for a while, and when his clothes were almost wet, he got up leisurely, put away his books, and prepared to go home.

However, when he got up, he saw a man in a black suit in the distance, holding a very, very large bouquet of white flowers in his hands. Even a back view could only block a third of the bouquet.

That man was standing in front of a row of tombstones. On his left were two men in sunglasses who seemed to be bodyguards. They were tall and eye-catching. On his right was another round, fat man. The big umbrella covered the man holding the bouquet.

"This show is really grand, what a rich man, tsk tsk." Guo Jia was startled when he started to comment.

The bouquet in the man's hand was not one, but four bouquets.

He placed four bouquets of flowers in front of a row of four tombstones to commemorate the four dead people.

Guo Jia is still young, he still can't understand the sorrow of mourning for those young people who should have a good life.

Guo Jia walked slowly, neither far nor near, silently reading the names on the four tombstones.

Dian Wei, Cao Ang, Cao Anmin, Cao Chong.

Guo Jia didn't know what kind of life these people who died here had once had.But for some reason, he felt that the back of the man standing upright at this time was not as straight, powerful and invincible as it seemed.

As he thought about it, the man seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked back.

The eyes of the two collided, and they were all taken aback.

Guo Jia looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, you...Master!"

Seeing the employer being scolded in person, the bodyguards around the man turned black.

Guo Jia immediately added the full name: "My uncle has a stomachache, how are you?"

This appellation sounded very unique in reality.Cao Cao's solemn expression was much softer, and he said softly, "Guo Crow, hello."