If fate is a charming Korean girl group, Xu Changsheng is shaking endlessly, and his shaking frequency is too fast and he will never find the direction of his life.

When he was one year old, he sat in the stroller, but the wheel suddenly broke, and he stayed in the hospital for three months. When he was seven, he went to elementary school and sang beautiful songs in the morning sun with his small schoolbag in his back and walked out of the house and stepped on the watermelon skin thrown by the girl next door, and his head was opened at that time.

When I encountered bad luck in junior high school, the first person in the school was Xu Changsheng, and when I encountered birds in high school, the first person in the flu was Xu Changsheng... It was even worse when I was in college. Until now, Xu Changsheng's experience is still the best chat topic at the class reunion. Several buddies in the same dormitory have adapted countless big jokes based on his deeds. Every time they talked it out, the female students laughed so hard that they didn't want it.

Xu Changsheng's bad luck did not end because of graduation from college. It is always someone else's business to let the horse gallop on the road to success with dreams and passions. It is always someone else's business, just like the "other people's children" and it is a bad luck dog.

Xu Changsheng was unemployed after graduation. As a child from an ordinary working family, it was difficult to find an ordinary job. Every time he squeezed into the stall of the recruiting unit, Xu Changsheng was confused. He had all kinds of majors, so why didn’t he have to have a philosophy department?

After hitting a wall n times, Xu Changsheng became depressed; from then on, his neighbors often saw the Xu boy walking in the alley with a stubble face. In the end, even his father couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he pulled him over and said, "She" was just a dozen big-eared shaves. Not to mention, this string of melon seeds really woke Xu Changsheng up, making him determined to run away from home.

The wind is cold and the water is cold.

But Xu Changsheng came back half an hour later because it was almost time for dinner.

Xu Changsheng's father was happy to see him, and the father and son hugged each other and cried loudly.

I have laughed and cried, should I be depressed or depressed? It is difficult to get rid of this disease. In order to treat Xu Changsheng, Mr. Xu took him to most of China, such as experts who enjoy national allowances, such as old Chinese medicine doctors hidden in a small alley, doctors who returnees, sell wild medicines, those who look at Feng Shui, and those who dance to the great gods...

As a result, no one could treat Xu Changsheng. However, Xu Changsheng really traveled all over the world, from the medical temple to the corners, from the north to the south, and from the eight gates of the rivers and lakes. He looked at them one by one, and suddenly one day he suddenly realized that not only did the depression cure, but he also became a master who could make others depressed.

For example, today, this nouveau riche couple is still a trivial matter when he is guided by him. Maybe they will be deceived by Shou Yang and the others and will have to recover from depression. However, when encountering pure little flowers like the two girls, Xu Changsheng will remind them not to be deceived, and to stay away from feudal fans if they are young, believe in this.

Why does a gentleman do something and does not do it? Xu Changsheng feels that he is a gentleman, a noble and honest living thunder.

"Uncle He, are you eating?"

Chudu Yunlong Mountain was open for free to tourists a year ago, but there were still people at the gate of the mountain. The old man He who was on the shift today is also an acquaintance of Xu Changsheng. He is an old widower, who lost his wife in middle age, and his son and daughter are working in other places, which is pitiful. Xu Changsheng often brings some wine and food to eat and drink with Old Man He. The more he drinks, the more he becomes, and he really becomes a friend of his age.

Through the window glass of the duty room, I saw Old Man He eating noodles, snoring and eating very sweetly, with a happy expression on his face.

Sometimes happiness is that simple, just beautify two eggs with a bowl of hot noodle soup.

"Xiao Xu, I collected it early today. I haven't eaten it yet? Is it a bowl of hot noodles here?"

Old Man He opened the door of the duty room and greeted him enthusiastically.

"No, I can't finish it. Today I closed the stall early, and I ate all the rest of it. I'm very full. Today is the day to go to the teahouse to see Mr. Ge. I guess he is looking forward to me now, so I dare not delay it." Xu Changsheng smiled and waved his hand.

"Xiao Xu, you are a kind-hearted person, a good boy. Hey, if my son is half of you..."

"Okay, Mr. He, you have praised me. This is not true. I will be proud sooner or later. The old rules of Mr. He, I will put this burden on you first and come to pick it up tomorrow."

"Okay, let me show you here, and I guarantee that I can't find anything short. When I see Old Man Ge, I'll tell me, no matter whether he still remembers me or not, it's all my heart."

"Okay, don't worry!"

Xu Changsheng nodded happily to Uncle He, turned around and walked out of the mountain gate.

***

Mr. Ge now lives in the tea shed Abnormal Human Research Center, commonly known as the "mental hospital". This is a paradise that is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, but rarely fights in the world, and is far away from the south. He leisurely sees the southern mountains and countless "philosophers". It is a very good place, and it is really not a lie.

Xu Changsheng jumped out of the taxi, glanced at the meter, took out the fifteen yuan bill and gave it to the driver, and said carelessly: "You don't need to find the remaining 50 cents."

"Hey, have you figured it out? Including the fuel expenses, you owe me five cents?" The driver looked up at the sign of the teahouse mental hospital and murmured: "I'm unlucky when I meet a mental illness."

Xu Changsheng turned around and smiled: "Brother, have you ever seen a patient who was renting out to a mental hospital?"

The answer to him was the harsh engine sound. The driver's foot was ruthless and anxious. Xu Changsheng's smile was so terrifying.

Walking into the hospital, he greeted doctors and nurses along the way, chatting with all kinds of patients, Xu Changsheng slowly swayed to the hospitalization building in the main ward. Most of the patients living here were patients with no hope, and basically they should treat the mental hospital as a nursing home.

When he arrived here, Xu Changsheng was like a fish in water, almost like returning to his own home. When he was sick, he lived here for half a year, and he was with the doctors and nurses like his relatives. Later, his father felt something was wrong. If his son allowed to live like this, his minor illness would probably have to develop a serious illness. He took him around and visit various experts. Only then did Xu Changsheng suddenly realize that he not only returned to normal, but also became a personal spirit.

When he arrived at the 'Split Personality Ward' on the seventh floor, Xu Changsheng got off the elevator and saw that A Xue, the most beautiful and charming nurse in the ward, was lying on the office table alone, her slender legs were stalked together, her peach-shaped skin was bulging high, and she was muttering something in her mouth, but she didn't know what she was nagging.

Xu Changsheng tiptoed closer and heard A Xue sighing—“Life is so lonely as snow…”

What a literary talent. This teahouse mental hospital is awesome. No matter what kind of person comes here, he can become a philosopher at most half a year.

When Axue came here half a year ago as an intern, she was still a little girl who was jumping like shrimps. When she chatted with people, her little face turned red like a big apple. Isn’t this saying that it’s deep?

Xu Changsheng probably would have been a contemporary poet in the first half of the year. He could change his name and call Gu Xue. He could write a poem, which could be called "Two Generations".

Didn’t Mr. Ge say that the gap between the teahouse people and the outside world is not the differences and incompatibility between patients and normal people, but more like the generation gap between two generations, as incommunicating as water, fire, ice and charcoal.

What a philosopher-inspired and wise theory. Who would have thought that this was actually from an old madman?

Xu Changsheng never regarded Mr. Ge as an ordinary old madman. This old man seemed completely different from the patients here. Sometimes he lived a better understanding than his father. He was also very knowledgeable. He often talked to him about "Twenty-Four Histories" and "Zizhi Tongjian" back then. The comments were so exquisite. Professor Yi and Mr. Yuan were just like this. Will such a person be a madman? It's almost the same genius!

"Ah, Lao Xu, are you here?"

The sixth sense of a girl is that she is amazing. Xu Changsheng didn't touch A Xue's little peach, and he didn't even say a word. A Xue jumped up like a scorpion, twisted her head and widened her eyes and looked at him: "Why are you here? Are you sick again?"

"Do you hope that it will be successful? I'm here to visit Mr. Ge. What are you doing? What kind of life is lonely like snow and you're heartbroken?"

In Xu Changsheng's view, only a broken heart can make a lively girl suddenly turn into an old-fashioned philosopher.

“Many people have left, many familiar faces…”

A Xue flattened her mouth, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be about to cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I didn't even bring candy... You're making it clear, so many people have left? I'm so afraid of people. Could it be that an old patient has passed away? No, everyone here is carefree, not physically sick, and lives easier than those outside. Just say that there is an accident, and you can't leave as many people as soon as you leave. I've seen the Feng Shui here, but it's not a place where Yin Sha gathers."

"Go and go, I didn't say that's the kind of thing. Don't guess randomly, can you?"

A Xue gave him a blank look, lowered her voice and said, "It's a survivor! There are 71 patients, all of whom escaped from the hospital on the same day. Now the public and security in the city are in a state of great pain, and the world is looking for them!"

"ah?"
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