This is a new book of suspense reasoning. The author has worked hard for half a year to create a perfect murder case. It is absolutely exciting and brain-burning, and you will not be able to guess the murderer's method and the truth behind the scenes! !
High-dimensional love: symbiosis in independence, return in sincerity. The secular world always likes to put love on the balance of the game. Some people teach you to use love words as chips, others advise you to use a sense of proportion to draw boundaries, as if there is a silent competition hidden in love, and you have the upper hand only if you win the opportunity. But Gao Wei's love is not like this - it bypasses those delicate calculations, like the uninvited wind in spring, with the purity of "silliness", wrapped in independent muscles and bones, and slowly turns into a gentle river over time. Have you ever seen people who are "foolish" in love? They never use sweet words to sugar-coat perfunctory words, nor do they learn to play hard to get to seduce people's appetites. When he sees you without an umbrella on a rainy day, he won't say "remember to check the weather forecast next time", but silently puts the umbrella into your hand and runs back in the rain; he quarrels until his face is red, and he is obviously taking advantage of the situation, but first he suppresses the sentence "Don't be angry, I cooked porridge"; you casually mention that you like a certain book, he rummaged through the old bookstall to find it, clumsily wrapped it in brown paper, and said, "it seems a bit old, but the handwriting is clear." Others laugh at them for "not knowing the rules", but this "silliness" hides the most sober transparency: love never traps the other person in one's territory, but gives him a pair of shoes that fit his feet when he is running, and leaves a light on when he is tired. Just like an old craftsman who treats a cherished piece of wood, he never uses brute force to carve it, but quietly polishes it to its original appearance - you don't have to chip away at the edges for me, and I don't have to hide the edge for you. What protects each other is always the freedom of "being yourself". Gao Wei's love is never suffocating like "I can't do without you". They are two independent lives, like two trees side by side: the roots are quietly entwined underground, shielding each other from the cold in the soil; but the branches and leaves each stretch towards the sun and make different sounds in the wind. You don't have to be tired of being together every day to be considered close. You have your work to be busy with, and I have my hobbies to pursue. When we are apart, we can live our lives with enthusiasm - when you are arguing about the plan in the conference room, I am painting on the canvas in the studio; when I am writing late at night, you are sweating like rain in the gym. When we meet again, we clink glasses with our respective new stories, and the light in our eyes is brighter than candlelight. There is no need to use "inseparable" to prove deep love. When I miss you, I will send a message saying, "I passed by the flower shop on the corner today and saw that the roses you like are blooming very well" instead of calling continuously and asking "What are you doing"; when you have an quarrel, you will say "Let's just calm down for a day and have a good chat tomorrow" instead of forcing the other party to bow down with a cold war. I know that no matter how deeply you care, you should leave some space for breathing. Just like when flying a kite, if you hold it tightly, the string will break. If you hold it loosely, it will fly more steadily. This love hides the simplest cause and effect: the sincerity you sow will never go to waste in time. It may not return immediately, but it will flow back in a gentle way at an inadvertent moment. You once cooked porridge for three days when he was sick, and later you worked overtime until late at night, and found that he secretly stuffed hand warmers in your desk drawer; you once said nothing to him when he was frustrated, and just sat with him by the river all night. Later, when you were confused, he silently sorted out your scattered information and wrote "Take your time, I'll wait for you" on the title page. Just like farmers who sow seeds and never worry about the harvest, because they know that every drop of rain and every ray of sunshine makes the seeds penetrate deeper into the soil. Those "foolish" contributions and those sober independence will eventually turn love into a cyclical warm current: you give me the confidence to be comfortable, and I will give you long-term peace of mind; you give me the enthusiasm without asking for anything in return, and I will repay you with the unhurried calmness. Therefore, the ultimate form of high-dimensional love is never a script of "who saves whom", but an invitation of "we are all complete, but we want to be wonderful together". You don't have to temper your outgoing temper for me, and I don't have to hide your habit of silence for you; we can clink beer cans together on the terrace on a summer night, or we can sit at opposite ends of the sofa and read for an afternoon, without disturbing each other and feeling at ease. Just like grapevines climbing all over the wind and rain corridor, not to entangle anyone, but to watch the light and shadow of the four seasons with the people on the rocking chair. Love in the end is just two souls slowly understanding over the years: the best symbiosis is "you are good, and I am not bad either"; the warmest return is "what I give you is exactly what you need most".
Jungui is extremely fast and has only a sense of urgency. He tightens every nerve at all times and does not dare to relax, so his brain's reaction will naturally be faster!
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