"My body has been very abnormal during this period. Am I sick?" Han Jing asked Zhang Yichi.
He admires Zhang Yichi, so in his perception, Zhang Yichi seems to know everything.
Zhang Yichi did not know everything, but he did know what kind of disease Han Jing had. He even knew how many days Han Jing had left to live, but he couldn't tell him.
"I've always been unable to exert myself physically recently, and I get tired easily..." Han Jing detailed the unusual things about himself.
Zhang Yichi listened with a gloomy face.
"Sometimes I still feel that my tongue is not smooth and I can't understand what I'm saying. What do you think this is? I'll check online first. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital for another check." Han Jing saw that Zhang Yichi didn't speak.
I turned around and looked up related symptoms online.
"The Internet is unreliable, and nothing can be diagnosed as a terminal illness." Zhang Yichi finally said, "Recently, you should go to bed early, get up early, adjust your work and rest to a healthier one, play less computer games, eat more healthy vegetables, and do this every afternoon
Do some exercise and you’ll see the effect in a few days.”
Han Jing, who was about to type on the Internet to check related symptoms, turned around: "Are you going to make a training plan for me every afternoon?"
"What is your focus?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"Do I need to become your teacher? After hard training, will I become an immortal and become a person like you?" Han Jing's focus has always been so special. When a child of this age faces supernatural forces,
, there will always be less fear and more yearning.
"It's not like becoming a disciple. I'm just going to teach you something. It's just to help you keep fit. You don't have to think too much." Zhang Yichi ruthlessly destroyed Han Jing's beautiful vision.
Han Jing let out a disappointed "Ah".
"Didn't I promise that I will teach you later, so don't be so anxious." Zhang Yichi told a lie against his will.
But lies are sometimes more powerful. Han Jing was instantly freed from his lost mood and resurrected with full blood. After sweeping away his previous low mood that he thought he was suffering from some disease, he couldn't help but start following Zhang Yichi's instructions now.
Plan to train.
Zhang Yichi comforted Han Jing, who couldn't stand it anymore, and settled lunch first. Probably because Zhang Yichi agreed to Han Jing's request, Han Jing was in high spirits. He had a good appetite today and ate all the dishes.
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After dinner, Zhang Yichi asked Han Jing to take a lunch break first and then train after the lunch break.
Han Jing had no choice but to do so.
He didn't have the habit of taking a lunch break on weekdays, so he tossed and turned in bed for more than half an hour before he could fall asleep.
During Han Jing's lunch break, Zhang Yichi went out to smoke a cigarette.
He knew that his words could not be hidden from Han Jing for long, and Han Jing would know about it soon. He knew that he would most likely collapse after that, and he would remain depressed for the rest of the time.
Zhang Yichi wanted to prepare for that day.
When Han Jing knew that his time was running out, what could he do, what could he do to help him, so that this boy who had just grown up would have the courage to face death?
Zhang Yichi once had a suicide experience. At that time, because it was suicide, he felt that life had no meaning, so he didn't feel any fear at the moment of death. In fact, he had never really experienced Han Jing's feeling.
What should a person who cannot fully empathize with you do?
He felt that this world of reincarnation might be more suitable for the unpredictable, which might infect Han Jing, while he was more suitable for the world of murder cases, to compete with others in intrigues and battles of wits and courage. He couldn't protect such a sensitive thing, let alone
Talking about ferrying people over.
After wandering alone outside for a long time, Zhang Yichi returned home when he felt that time was almost up.
Han Jing was probably too tired and was still asleep. Zhang Yichi sat aside, holding the guitar and practicing quietly.
At around three o'clock, Han Jing woke up.
Zhang Yichi put down the piano and took him for training. The so-called training was just ordinary physical training that Zhang Yichi had time to look up online, and there was nothing special about it.
Han Jing naturally noticed it, and after doing it for a while, he complained: "This is just an ordinary exercise, isn't there anything else that is powerful?"
"Yes, you have to finish these exercises before doing it." Zhang Yichi acted as a bait, tempting Han Jing to complete the current training first.
Push-ups, sit-ups, planks...
Some very common basic exercises.
Basically, Han Jing collapsed to the ground after every set.
"You haven't exercised for a long time, right?" Zhang Yichi accompanied Han Jingdu to do it again. His breathing was just a little heavy, but overall he was doing pretty well.
"Yeah... I'm busy playing games every day to make money..." Han Jing was sweating profusely, "I guess it's because I neglected to exercise. My health is so bad now."
"You take a rest first and try meditation later." Zhang Yichi stood by the window and looked at the scenery outside.
Han Jing felt that he had almost rested, so he sat up and looked up at Zhang Yichi by the window: "I'm done resting, let's give it a try."
"Meditation is the highlight." The following content is Zhang Yichi's nonsense, purely to fool Han Jing, "This is a must-practice item for us in the early stage, and it is also the most critical step to lay a good foundation. You first meditate and close your mind.
Eyes, calm down your mind."
Han Jing meditated on the ground in a serious manner, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and slowly became calm.
After waiting for a while, he felt that Han Jing was in good condition. Zhang Yichi continued: "Keep this state, think about some issues that you have not let go of, and try to communicate with yourself to resolve the knots in your heart."
Han Jing slowly frowned.
Zhang Yichi just said it casually. In fact, he didn't know how to meditate. He just wanted to satisfy Han Jing's fantasy of practicing and stabilize his mood. But now Han Jing seems to have been really hit by what Zhang Yichi said.
He was motionless there, as if he was really having a conversation with himself.
This was an unexpected effect. Zhang Yichi simply stopped talking and let Han Jing play by himself.
Han Jing sat there for almost an hour, and then gradually opened his eyes. It was still bright, and he was still squinting when he opened his eyes: "What a wonderful feeling..."
"Is it over?" Zhang Yichi originally wanted to practice the piano, but he was worried about disturbing Han Jing, so he just sat there and closed his eyes to rest.
"No, I need to pee urgently. I'll pee first..." Han Jing got up and went to the bathroom to fill the water. After returning, he continued to meditate.
Zhang Yichi was a little surprised. His casual words seemed to be really useful to Han Jing. Maybe he really had something on his mind, or maybe he trusted himself very much, so even if he explained it very simply, he still did it very seriously.
I accidentally did the right thing.
Han Jing's seriousness was quite similar to Zhang Yichi's. Zhang Yichi looked at Han Jing meditating and couldn't help but sigh.