The Kind of Story That Twists Your Heart in Agony, Yet You Can't Stop Reading

352 光 Light Meets All Living Beings The Quiet Prince971k WordsOngoing 96Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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A must-have for world control! The setting of this book is so novel that it made my eyes light up - it completely reconstructs a seemingly healing world from the underlying logic. You will find that behind all the familiar "rules" there is a set of cold and self-consistent cruel truths. The setting is as rigorous as an academic paper, but reading it feels like playing a difficult puzzle game, subverting one's cognition one after another!

354 一 After Being Devoted to the Tao, Everything Is a Shura Field I Don't Know Fujin382k WordsCompleted 873Reads8.8Score100Shelves

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The reason for the low rating is that everyone who watched it was tortured by it. I was coaxed into watching it by others, so naturally I want you to watch it too [Adoration]

356 反 Villain: the Scumbag Heroines Are All Yanderes Mint Xiao XiangwanUrban1.1M WordsCompleted 6.2kReads8.5Score604Shelves

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Giant knife! ! ! Be careful not to enter by mistake!

357 不 The Undying Emperor’s Mentor One Durian No. 3Eastern Fantasy5.4M WordsOngoing 574.6kReads9.4Score46.7kShelves

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Don't be afraid, I just read it when I had a myocardial infarction at night. The title of the book is not good, but the quality is really good. I almost had a myocardial infarction after reading it [smile]

360 于 Looking for an Isolated City in This Sea of ​​Stars New Year's Eve OrderSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.3M WordsCompleted 25Reads—Score—Shelves

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Just hand out sweets, and stab me in the back. Corpses are everywhere. Just stab me to death. [Love] [Please pay attention] [Love]

364 当 When Nexus Appears in Reality Sulfuric Acid Mooncake1.8M WordsCompleted 6.9kReads8.7Score720Shelves

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Perfectly meets the requirements

366 氪 Krypton Gold Is Useless? I Risked My Life to Lead Them Through the Long March Lolo's LoloUrban1.7M WordsOngoing 126.3kReads9.4Score16.3kShelves

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It's very sharp in the early stage, but not so sharp in the later stage. It should be considered sweet.

367 被 After Being Bitten by Fish Scum, Cat and I Chose to Escape to Death. What a Cabbage408k WordsCompleted 7.9kReads9.3Score881Shelves

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It's so beautiful, every sentence is obviously very plain, but I just want to cry (т ꒦ິヮ꒦ິ)

368 被 After Being Eavesdropped on the System Mission, They Robbed Me of My Tomb Liulili630k WordsCompleted 9.1kReads9.0Score1.2kShelves

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These are books that I personally find great! ! !

369 你 You Broke Your Promise Shi QingyaoModern Romance138k WordsCompleted 72.1kReads9.5Score13kShelves

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All of them are rated 9 or above, feel free to rush in. I like the first one the best. These are all very cruel, but very beautiful. I can't stop reading them.

373 动 Move the Bones and Restore the Emotions Chu LinmuModern Romance1.4M WordsOngoing 70Reads9.4Score—Shelves

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Deep sadomasochistic love

374 无 No Real-Name Relationship 33RdModern Romance349k WordsCompleted 13.4kReads8.1Score1.3kShelves

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The heroine is super heart-wrenching😭😭😭. In fact, I feel that she was prone to depression in the early days of school. The breakup of the hero was the catalyst for her self-destruction. I really felt sorry for the two of them. After they reunited, the hero knew that the heroine was depressed and hallucinating. The psychiatrist's words were even more killer: "She resisted systematic psychological treatment because she didn't want to lose the hallucination about you." I cried to death at that moment! ! ! 😭😭😭😭

375 凌 Mr. Ling's Favorite Is the God of Killing Still Feel ColdModern Romance1.2M WordsCompleted 4.2kReads9.2Score453Shelves

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The first few chapters are already explosive

376 假 If Only I Were Allowed to Be Young Again Mori No YuModern Romance268k WordsCompleted 6kReads9.1Score399Shelves

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The heroine's incurability is something I will never let go of! She was poisoned and didn't have much time left. In order to take revenge, she used the identity of the male protagonist to force him to marry her. At first, the male protagonist hated her very much and often made things difficult for her. Later, he gradually understood her pain and fell in love with her. Unfortunately, it was too late. (Very sharp, well written, highly recommended!!)

378 我 I've Loved the Same Person Twice Fog, Flowers, Water and MoonModern Romance231k WordsCompleted 349Reads6.8Score—Shelves

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Recommend two novels about reunion after long separation

380 等 Waiting for You to Turn Around and Say You Love Me Bilian151k WordsCompleted 1.5kReads9.2Score182Shelves

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These must be the best books. After reading it, I lost 5 pounds in a week. In the first book, the heroine used the same look she gave her ten years of relief speech, and the male protagonist may never know that there was once a girl who loved him throughout his youth. In the second book, I couldn't hold back when it came to the sentence "Why does the hot thing turn cold first, and the slow hot thing can't stop and is still boiling?" He still lost her. I wish I could wish you love in the name of a friend. . I really recommend the 5th book. I was still laughing at the beginning, but I was crying at the end. Especially when I saw the sentence "Maybe at dawn, you will come back, I burst into tears. Every book is beautiful!! The 8th one is also very good, and I highly recommend it!!

381 花 Flowers Bloomed Ahriii55k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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1. Although the first book received the lowest rating, I think it was the one that struck me the most among the three. Lin Yan, he was obviously very pitiful, why did he kill the only person in the world who truly loved him? He obviously just wanted to have a bowl of longevity noodles of his own, even if it was just boiled, why didn't he give it to him. On a cold day with fluttering snowflakes, Lin Yan was also cold. 2. Short text "My name is An Yi, good night, there is no trace of where I left." The flowers bloomed and the butterflies flew away. 3. The little fox can only smell of Ali.

384 关 About the Professional Qualities of Secret Guards Han YishuiAncient Romance218k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads9.4Score160Shelves

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My friends believe in my aesthetics. If you don't like it, come to me.

388 快 Quick Travel: the Way to Make a Living in March Wild Potato Spirit800k WordsCompleted 6.7kReads9.1Score545Shelves

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When I read the first book, I knew I was going to die, but I still felt tortured and cried. Some of the plots in the second book were really bland, but I still felt tortured. They all look good too

389 惹 After Offending the Gentle Scum of the Year, Tiny End635k WordsCompleted 4.5kReads9.3Score667Shelves

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Sweet first, then torture and then sweetness [laughs] [laughs] Don't jump to watch it. Without the foreshadowing, the feeling will be much less. This author's writing is quite delicate, and many sentences can be copied directly into the composition. I really like them! I like it very much! Not silly! ! One by one, human beings can only watch time passing through their fingers like fine sand, watching the years change and the seasons rotate. The ancients sought immortality, while today's people seek medicine for regret. In the days without Shen Xiuyuan, Chi Yuan really lived his life into a very powerful adult.

390 为 For the Sake of Sri Lanka, He Went Crazy in the Magic World! Qianli Loves Reading Novels2.3M WordsCompleted 9.6kReads9.5Score1kShelves

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I recommend one in particular, maybe because Professor Snape doesn't have a particularly strong knife sense? And those who really can't stand Snape's lover Lily changing into someone else, please move to other floors.

391 顾 Gu Zhenhuaian A Thousand Years of Autumn Soul63k WordsCompleted 1.6kReads8.4Score123Shelves

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Just finished. Short story, from beginning to end! Take a pillow on the locust tree, take a pillow on the locust tree, and have a dream, full of joy. A story about treating someone else as a substitute, but being tortured like crazy! Under the year+substitute+chasing his wife in the crematorium+abusing scum!

392 校 In the School Relationship, the Tenderness Is Deep-Rooted Winter StarsUrban614k WordsOngoing 13Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The heart goes up and down along with the male and female protagonist, and it feels like heart-wrenching torture.

393 快 Hurry Up, Ding, Please Check When the Crematorium Arrives. Just Ink1.1M WordsCompleted 9kReads9.3Score854Shelves

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How could I forget him [laughing evilly] ① "That emperor shattered his bright moon, and from now on, there will be no more Gu Lean in the world" - "Quick Travel: Please look! The crematorium is in place" "The lone wolf in the prairie has lost his pearl after all" - "Quick Travel: Please look! The crematorium is in place." "Gu Yao is a person who is born for this job. He is sober and indulges, but can withdraw at the right time. Everything in the world seems to be nothing that can enter his eyes. He is careless and ruthless, but he has compassion for the suffering in the world. He is really a contradictory person." - "Quick Travel: Please take a look! The crematorium is in place" ② "Qin Kong has never been afraid of death, and dying in the desert is also a good choice. And galloping on the battlefield with a long sword in hand, how can we allow the enemy to invade our country." - "Live broadcast, the host plays the role of a beautiful, powerful and miserable person"

395 二 On the Day I Turned Twenty-Six, I Received a Notice of Terminal Illness Long Ling19k WordsCompleted 2Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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The only short story in which the author cried himself to tears after writing it. Think about it for yourself, what will you do in the last thirty days of your life, if you have multiple knifes?

396 惊 Shock! the Cold and Abstinent Beauty Is the Crazy Wife of the God A Light Boat on the Clouds644k WordsCompleted 6.1kReads9.4Score812Shelves

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Look, baby, just look. Once you look at it, you won't say a word [smile] [smile] [smile] It's really...

397 二 Erha and His White Cat Master Meat Bun Won't Eat Meat1.4M WordsCompleted 116.7kReads9.7Score22.6kShelves

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Come, come, come, each person has a sword. After receiving the sword, you can leave. After reading these few books, you can go to cultivate the ruthless way if you don't want the sword.

398 傅 Dean Fu's Good Intentions. User 2618281126k WordsCompleted —Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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Dear friends, today's text is specially prepared for those of you who have been with us all the way - a complete map from the "absurd universe of the workplace", a key to eight treasure stories, and a letter of thanks to each of you. Do you still remember? In the very beginning, we were in the tea room on the twelfth floor of the Mingde Group, watching a young man named Gu Xiaomo being dragged into the whirlpool of emotions by the cries of Sister Zhou next door and almost drowned. At that time, we didn't know what "emotional boundaries" were. We only knew that there was a kind of tiredness called "being more tired after get off work than at work"—because your mind was filled with anxiety, anger, and grievances forced in by others, and you couldn't even find a trash can to dump them out. Then Shao An appeared, with a thin black line drawn on his wrist, and a cup of hand-brewed coffee with the water temperature accurate to tell us: other people's emotions belong to others, your peace belongs to you, and there needs to be a door between the two. This door is not about indifference, it is about regaining control over your emotions after you are finally able to distinguish "is this her sadness or mine?" This is the first story - "Emotional Boundary Keeper". It uses a ridiculous opening that makes people laugh (have you ever seen a colleague who cried from the subway to the company because she was stepped on? Sister Zhou is such a person), and tells a truth that is so serious that it makes people silent: your emotional immunity is as important as your physical immunity. The best thing about this story is that it does not teach you to keep everyone out, but teaches you to do one thing - install a door in your psychological territory, lock the door in your hand, and you decide who can come in, how far in, and how long to stay. After reading this story, you will find that those "other people's emotions" that make you breathless are not baggage that you must carry, but express delivery that you can politely return. But we soon discover that guarding emotional boundaries is not enough. Because Lao Cao will send you a message at 11:47 on Friday night, using an understatement of "due it before 9 o'clock tomorrow morning" and take away your entire weekend. And on your mobile phone, the second aunt in the family group sent twelve 59-second voice arrays, each of which used the tone of "for your own good" to ask you why you are not married yet. There are "border violations" all around you - not the kind of violations that involve swords and swords, but the ones that are sugar-coated and cloaked in harmless guises such as "just do it for me", "just do me a favor" and "when will you find a partner", making it hard for you to guard against. So Zhen Jie came, bringing his "Work-Life Boundary Negotiation Agreement" and a sentence that made the entire company's management turn green - "Your free overtime is not free. Every hour of free overtime corresponds to how much anxiety, how much insomnia, how many unfulfilled life promises." This is the second story - "Workplace Boundary Negotiator". It teaches us one thing: boundaries are not created through tolerance, but through negotiation. You have to put a price on your time and write "no entry" on your rest time. Then every time you are violated, you don't swallow your anger or bang the table and quarrel. Instead, like a professional negotiator, take out your agreement, your IOU, your calculation formula, and tell him with logic that the other party cannot refute - this is my territory, you can come in if you want, and follow the rules. And just when we think we have guarded our emotional boundaries and work and life boundaries, a more hidden enemy surfaces. It's not like Lao Cao who will directly ask you to work overtime, it's not like Sister Zhou who will cry to you, and it won't even make any sound - it just lies quietly in your pocket, using seventy-six unread red dots, thirty-seven push notifications, and the vibration of "You have a new message" to cut your attention into pieces more broken than chopped green onion. You pick up your phone one hundred and forty-seven times a day, only eleven of which are necessary. The remaining one hundred and thirty-six times are all conditioned reflexes of your brain being tamed by the red number "1". This is the third story - "Digital Border Firewall". Yao Shu came with a black bracelet with a slowly rotating blue halo on his wrist. He placed a transparent storage box in the conference room of Mingde Group and asked everyone to lock their mobile phones in it for forty-eight hours. During those 48 hours, Zhao Xiaotang discovered the roses that had been planted for three years on the balcony of the building opposite. Sister Zhou uninstalled the short video APP that made her feel more and more like a waste. Lao Cao - the project manager who used to send group work messages late at night - said to his black-and-white screen mobile phone: "It has stolen I don't know how many things." This story tells us: your attention is not a free mine, it is the core of all your boundaries. The platform and algorithms will not protect it for you, you can only build your own firewall. But no matter how many borders there are, there is one battlefield that you can never avoid - home. You can discuss boundaries with your boss at the company, but when you return home, your mother's words, "I raised you so well that you are getting further and further away from me," can cause the boundary defense line you have spent two years building to collapse in an instant. Because aggression in the workplace is a clear sword, and aggression in the family is like a needle wrapped in love - if you remove it, you feel sorry for this love; if you don't remove it, you will be riddled with holes. This is the fourth story - "Family Boundary Conflict". The second aunt uses "the sweater I knitted when you were a child" to kidnap your marriage choices, and the aunt uses "home is not a place for reason" to seal all your rational expressions. When the protagonist said the phrase "I accept kindness, but I withdraw control" at the dinner table, her mother scrawled it down in her notebook. This story makes people want to cry and laugh at the same time, because it is so real - every one of us young people working hard outside has experienced the dilemma of "wanting to love but afraid of being swallowed up by love". And it tells us: Family boundaries are not alienation, but a way to make intimacy last longer. You can love someone deeply while rejecting their control over you in the name of love. Next, Shi Shougui walked into Mingde Group with his hourglass. The countdown electronic watch on his wrist turns the most abstract concept of "time" into a concrete material that can be seen, weighed, and bargained for. He asked everyone to calculate the time that they had been occupied without compensation since joining the company - nine hundred and fourteen hours, thirty-eight days. Then he invented a set of "time borrowing vouchers" that require anyone to fill in a loan note, mark the duration, and write a return date before taking up your non-working time. Lao Cao was forced to sign the first legal document in the history of Mingde Group's time boundary management. The IOU was later posted on the wall behind the desk by Gu Xiaomo with transparent tape. This is the fifth story - "Time Boundary Management". It uses an hourglass to tell us: the time in your life that truly belongs to you only accounts for about seven percent of your life. That 7% is not a surplus resource. It is the last stronghold you use to watch the sunset, read books, build blocks with your children, or just sit in a daze under the afternoon sun without doing anything. Anyone taking your time without authorization is taking a cut from that measly seven percent. Then we were met with silence. She is a more professional "mapmaker" than Zhao Xiaotang, but she came to Mingde Group not to help everyone draw minefield maps, but to tell us one thing: defense alone is not enough, you have to rebuild. It's not enough to know "You can't touch here", you also have to know "You can touch here, but in what way". This is the sixth story - "Topic Restricted Area Map". Zhao Xiaotang used her behavioral code book that was so thick that it could be used as a weapon to draw a minefield for everyone in the company - Xiao Wang will explode if he is stared at for more than three seconds, Sister Zhou's "son" cannot be said to be just a dog, and Mr. Jiang only has 40% hearing in his left ear, so you need to sit on the right side to talk. And when everyone marked their minefields publicly, a miracle happened: the minefields began to fail one by one. Because the lethality of a minefield relies on "uncertainty", when it is made transparent, it becomes an ordinary piece of road with a sign on it - you see it, go around it, and both sides are unscathed. Finally, the seventh story is also our latest one - "Dean Fu, let me book a pension place first." It integrates all our previous boundary management theories into a "My Home" nursing home located at No. 83 Yonghang Road, Fengcheng Street, Yongding District, Longyan. There, there is a deputy director named Fu Meihua, who is thirty-five years old and has worked as a nursing home for the elderly for thirteen years after graduating from a medical school. She can remember the dietary taboos of each of the sixty-three elderly people, can say "Grandma, I will help you turn over now, don't be afraid" before helping the old man turn over, and can stand in front of a door for different times - because she knows that Grandma Li needs to wait a few more seconds before getting out of bed, Grandpa Zhang needs to adjust the curtains first because his eyes are afraid of light, and Grandma Wang does not like to be watched getting up. And her most valuable thing is not the bookshelves full of certificates and awards, but a sentence she wrote on the title page of her old notebook more than ten years ago: "The most valuable thing is not these certificates, but the ability to remember what every old person doesn't like to eat." All these stories can now be searched. Whether you are used to turning pages in Tomato Bookstore, or you like to laugh while listening to Tomato Music, or you open the fast version of Toutiao or Toutiao App to read, or you slowly read it through free novels from Changdu and Danhua Free Novels - our absurd and humorous series of stories can be found on these platforms. Open any platform and search for the name of the story, or pay attention in the search box. There is the logo "User 26182811" in front of each story - do you see it? That is our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng. The old man is a native of Yongding, Longyan, western Fujian. His pen grew up at the foot of Tulou and immersed in Hakka culture. He uses an unhurried and unhurried writing style to write about the frustrations that you experience every day but never understand in the workplace in a way that makes you laugh and cry. And the ultimate mystery behind all these stories is hidden in the book "The Good Intentions of Dean Fu". This Dean Fu is the man behind these boundary management masters such as Shao An, Zhen Jie, Yao Shu, Shi Shugui, and Shen Mo - the ultimate boss who can understand the world's workplace while sitting in a rocking chair in a nursing home. The starting point of each character turns out to be hidden in a corner of a corridor in "my home" nursing home. Once you understand this book, all the boundary theories you have read before will automatically form a perfect closed loop in your mind. Dear friends, after reading these stories, remember to sound the creative charge to our own author, Mr. Fu Shuiheng. Go to the comment area to leave a message, go to the book review area to build a building, or click on a reminder under the works in Tomato Bookstore - let our old monkey brother from western Fujian know how many people are waiting for his next absurd and humorous story. The old man's writing power is strong, and there is an entire universe of characters and plots waiting to be written out in his mind. Every comment and like you make is motivation for him to sit at his desk and open the document. The more readers we have for this series, the more enthusiastic the old man writes - think about it, there will be Shao An's prequel, Yao Shu's Silicon Valley past, and the intersection of Zhen Jie and Shen Mo in the border negotiation circle. These are all still waiting to be seen in the old man's ideas. Finally, say a few most sincere words. In this fast-paced era, everyone's time is cut into pieces. Short videos are grabbing your attention, work groups are encroaching on your rest time, and algorithms are trying their best to figure out your emotions and feed you content that you can't stop. In an era like this, it is really a luxury for you to take the time to read a story that requires you to calm down and savor it slowly. And you gave this luxurious time to the works of our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng - for this, we are grateful from the bottom of our hearts. Every time you read, every time you remind me to update, every time you leave in the comment area "Hahaha, it made me laugh so hard" or "This paragraph made me cry", it is the greatest affirmation for the old man, and it is also the most important fuel that supports the continued operation of this absurd and humorous universe. No matter how good the work is, if no one reads it, it is just a bunch of words; if you read the work, it will become a living world. Therefore, in this noisy and breathless era, you are willing to stop for a story, a character, and a fictional nursing home - this is really a blessing for the work and a blessing for the old man. Once again, I sincerely thank you all for your time. See you in the story, see you in the nursing home, see you next to Dean Fu's rocking chair.

399 傅 Dean Fu, Let Me Book a Pension Place First. User 261828119k WordsCompleted —Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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Dear friends, today's text is specially prepared for those of you who have been with us all the way - a complete map from the "absurd universe of the workplace", a key to eight treasure stories, and a letter of thanks to each of you. Do you still remember? In the very beginning, we were in the tea room on the twelfth floor of the Mingde Group, watching a young man named Gu Xiaomo being dragged into the whirlpool of emotions by the cries of Sister Zhou next door and almost drowned. At that time, we didn't know what "emotional boundaries" were, but we only knew that there was a kind of tiredness called "being more tired after get off work than at work"—because your mind was filled with the anxiety, anger, and grievances forced in by others, and you couldn't even find a trash can to dump them out. Then Shao An appeared, with a thin black line drawn on his wrist, and a cup of hand-brewed coffee with the water temperature accurate to tell us: other people's emotions belong to others, your peace belongs to you, and there needs to be a door between the two. This door is not about indifference, it is about regaining control over your emotions after you are finally able to distinguish "is this her sadness or mine?" This is the first story - "Emotional Boundary Keeper". It uses an opening chapter that is so ridiculous that it makes people laugh (have you ever seen a colleague who cried from the subway to the company because she was stepped on? Sister Zhou is such a person), and tells a truth that is so serious that it makes people silent: your emotional immunity is as important as your physical immunity. The best thing about this story is that it does not teach you to keep everyone out, but teaches you to do one thing - install a door in your psychological territory, lock the door in your hand, and you decide who can come in, how far in, and how long to stay. After reading this story, you will find that those "other people's emotions" that make you breathless are not baggage that you must carry, but express delivery that you can politely return. But we soon discover that guarding emotional boundaries is not enough. Because Lao Cao will send you a message at 11:47 on Friday night, using an understatement of "due it before 9 o'clock tomorrow morning" and take away your entire weekend. And on your mobile phone, the second aunt in the family group sent twelve 59-second voice arrays, each of which used the tone of "for your own good" to ask you why you are not married yet. There are "border violations" all around you - not the kind of violations with swords and swords, but the ones that are sugar-coated and cloaked in harmless guises such as "just do me a favor" and "when will you find a partner" and make you unable to guard against them. So Zhen Jie came, bringing his "Work-Life Boundary Negotiation Agreement" and a sentence that made the entire company's management turn green - "Your free overtime is not free. Every hour of free overtime corresponds to how much anxiety, how much insomnia, how many unfulfilled life promises." This is the second story - "Workplace Boundary Negotiator". It teaches us one thing: boundaries are not created through tolerance, but through negotiation. You have to put a price on your time and write "no entry" on your rest time. Then every time you are violated, you don't swallow your anger or bang the table and quarrel. Instead, like a professional negotiator, take out your agreement, your IOU, your calculation formula, and tell him with logic that the other party cannot refute - this is my territory, you can come in if you want, and follow the rules. And just when we think we have guarded our emotional boundaries and work and life boundaries, a more hidden enemy surfaces. It's not like Lao Cao who will directly ask you to work overtime, it's not like Sister Zhou who will cry to you, and it won't even make any sound - it just lies quietly in your pocket, using seventy-six unread red dots, thirty-seven push notifications, and the vibration of "You have a new message" to cut your attention into pieces more broken than chopped green onion. You pick up your phone one hundred and forty-seven times a day, only eleven of which are necessary. The remaining one hundred and thirty-six times are all conditioned reflexes tamed by the red number "1" in your brain. This is the third story - "Digital Border Firewall". Yao Shu came with a black bracelet with a slowly rotating blue halo on his wrist. He placed a transparent storage box in the conference room of Mingde Group and asked everyone to lock their mobile phones in it for forty-eight hours. During those 48 hours, Zhao Xiaotang discovered the roses that had been planted for three years on the balcony of the building opposite. Sister Zhou uninstalled the short video APP that made her feel more and more like a waste. Lao Cao - the project manager who used to send group work messages late at night - said to his black-and-white screen mobile phone: "It has stolen I don't know how many things." This story tells us: your attention is not a free mine, it is the core of all your boundaries. The platform and algorithms will not protect it for you, you can only build your own firewall. But no matter how many borders there are, there is one battlefield that you can never avoid - home. You can discuss boundaries with your boss at the company, but when you return home, your mother's words, "I raised you so well that you are getting further and further away from me," can cause the boundary defense line you have spent two years building to collapse in an instant. Because aggression in the workplace is a clear sword, and aggression in the family is like a needle wrapped in love - if you remove it, you feel sorry for this love; if you don't remove it, you will be riddled with holes. This is the fourth story - "Family Boundary Conflict". The second aunt uses "the sweater I knitted when you were a child" to kidnap your marriage choices, and the aunt uses "home is not a place for reason" to seal all your rational expressions. When the protagonist said the phrase "I accept kindness, but I withdraw control" at the dinner table, her mother wrote it down crookedly in her notebook. This story makes people want to cry and laugh at the same time, because it is so real - every one of us young people working hard outside has experienced the dilemma of "wanting to love but afraid of being swallowed up by love". And it tells us: Family boundaries are not alienation, but a way to make intimacy last longer. You can love someone deeply while rejecting their control over you in the name of love. Next, Shi Shougui walked into Mingde Group with his hourglass. The countdown electronic watch on his wrist turns the most abstract concept of "time" into a concrete material that can be seen, weighed, and bargained for. He asked everyone to calculate the time that they had been occupied without compensation since joining the company - nine hundred and fourteen hours, thirty-eight days. Then he invented a set of "time borrowing vouchers" that require anyone to fill in a loan note, mark the duration, and write a return date before taking up your non-working time. Lao Cao was forced to sign the first legal document in the history of Mingde Group's time boundary management. The IOU was later posted on the wall behind the desk by Gu Xiaomo with transparent tape. This is the fifth story - "Time Boundary Management". It uses an hourglass to tell us: the time in your life that truly belongs to you only accounts for about seven percent of your life. That 7% is not a surplus resource. It is the last stronghold you use to watch the sunset, read books, build blocks with your children, or just sit in a daze under the afternoon sun without doing anything. Anyone taking your time without authorization is taking a cut from that measly seven percent. Then we were met with silence. She is a more professional "mapmaker" than Zhao Xiaotang, but she came to Mingde Group not to help everyone draw minefield maps, but to tell us one thing: defense alone is not enough, you have to rebuild. It's not enough to know "You can't touch here", you also have to know "You can touch here, but in what way". This is the sixth story - "Topic Restricted Area Map". Zhao Xiaotang used her behavioral code book that was so thick that it could be used as a weapon to draw a minefield for everyone in the company - Xiao Wang will explode if he is stared at for more than three seconds, Sister Zhou's "son" cannot be said to be just a dog, and Mr. Jiang only has 40% hearing in his left ear, so you need to sit on the right side to talk. And when everyone marked their minefields publicly, a miracle happened: the minefields began to fail one by one. Because the lethality of a minefield relies on "uncertainty", when it is made transparent, it becomes an ordinary piece of road with a sign on it - you see it, go around it, and both sides are unscathed. Finally, the seventh story is also our latest one - "Dean Fu, let me book a pension place first." It integrates all our previous boundary management theories into a "My Home" nursing home located at No. 83 Yonghang Road, Fengcheng Street, Yongding District, Longyan. There, there is a vice president named Fu Meihua, who is thirty-five years old and has worked as a nursing home for the elderly for thirteen years after graduating from a medical school. She can remember the dietary taboos of each of the sixty-three elderly people, can say "Grandma, I will help you turn over now, don't be afraid" before helping the old man turn over, and can stand in front of a door for different times - because she knows that Grandma Li needs to wait a few more seconds before getting out of bed, Grandpa Zhang needs to adjust the curtains first because his eyes are afraid of light, and Grandma Wang doesn't like to be watched getting up. And her most valuable thing is not the bookshelves full of certificates and awards, but a sentence she wrote on the title page of her old notebook more than ten years ago: "The most valuable thing is not these certificates, but the ability to remember what every old person doesn't like to eat." All these stories can now be searched. Whether you are used to turning pages in Tomato Bookstore, or you like to laugh while listening to Tomato Music, or you open and read Toutiao Express Edition or Toutiao App, or you slowly read it through Changdu Free Novels and Danhua Free Novels - our absurd and humorous series of stories can be found on these platforms. Open any platform and search for the story name, or pay attention in the search box. There is the logo "User 26182811" in front of each story - do you see it? That is our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng. The old man is a native of Yongding, Longyan, western Fujian. He grew up at the foot of Tulou and was immersed in Hakka culture. He uses an unhurried and unhurried writing style to write about the frustrations that you experience every day but never clearly explain in the workplace in a way that makes you laugh and cry. And the ultimate mystery behind all these stories is hidden in the book "The Good Intentions of Dean Fu". This Dean Fu is the man behind these boundary management masters such as Shao An, Zhen Jie, Yao Shu, Shi Shugui, and Shen Mo - the ultimate boss who can understand the world's workplace situation while sitting in a rocking chair in a nursing home. The starting point of each character turns out to be hidden in a corner of a corridor in "my home" nursing home. Once you understand this book, all the boundary theories you have read before will automatically form a perfect closed loop in your mind. Dear friends, after reading these stories, remember to sound the creative charge to our own author, Mr. Fu Shuiheng. Go to the comment area to leave a message, go to the book review area to build a building, or click on the Tomato Bookstore's works to remind you - let our old monkey brother from western Fujian know how many people are waiting for his next absurd and humorous story. The old man's writing power is strong, and there is an entire universe of characters and plots waiting to be written out in his mind. Every comment and like you make is motivation for him to sit at his desk and open the document. The more readers we have for this series, the more enthusiastic the old man writes - think about it, there will be Shao An's prequel, Yao Shu's Silicon Valley past, and the intersection of Zhen Jie and Shen Mo in the border negotiation circle. These are all still waiting to be seen in the old man's ideas. Finally, say a few most sincere words. In this fast-paced era, everyone's time is cut into pieces. Short videos are grabbing your attention, work groups are encroaching on your rest time, and algorithms are trying their best to figure out your emotions and feed you content that you can't stop. In an era like this, it is really a luxury for you to take the time to read a story that requires you to calm down and savor it slowly. And you gave this luxurious time to the works of our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng - for this, we are grateful from the bottom of our hearts. Every time you read, every time you remind me to update, every time you leave in the comment area "Hahaha, it made me laugh so hard" or "This paragraph made me cry", it is the greatest affirmation for the old man, and it is also the most important fuel that supports the continued operation of this absurd and humorous universe. No matter how good the work is, if no one reads it, it is just a bunch of words; if you read the work, it will become a living world. Therefore, in this noisy and breathless era, you are willing to stop for a story, a character, and a fictional nursing home - this is really a blessing for the work and a blessing for the old man. Once again, I sincerely thank you all for your time. See you in the story, see you in the nursing home, see you next to Dean Fu's rocking chair.