It is also possible that one day I suddenly found that I have coughed a lot recently and I feel uncomfortable breathing. Because some relatives and friends around me are suffering from lung disease, the idea that "life is too short to cherish life like gold" suddenly came to my mind, and I decided to stay away from smokers and live a healthy life.
It is also possible that I saw a chicken soup in Zhihu or somewhere, and I was confused for a while. I said to myself,' God will be a great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka', so I vowed to get rid of all my weaknesses. Unfortunately, however, smoking is often included in these weaknesses and ignored by staying up late, overeating and chasing flowers. In fact, cigarettes are usually the first to be caught as scapegoats for their failed lives, so I quit smoking.
I made this wish six months ago, and the specific reason has long been unknown. Anyway, I went astray and didn't know for months. Fortunately, my friends around me are outspoken, so I can finally repent and lose myself. From then on, I decided that I would never try to quit smoking again in my life, and I would honestly fall under the skirt of nicotine and regard her as my only lover in my life until I died of old age.
However, some smokers often fall into a state of neurasthenia and unconsciousness during quitting smoking. In addition, they may listen to the rumors around them and eventually give up smoking completely. Most of these people are weak-willed and generally cannot be entrusted with heavy responsibilities; Girls must not easily entrust their lives to such people. Think about it, a person who can even give up smoking, who knows what other shocking things he can do?
In the past six months, I was so unknown so and so muddled, but I could get rid of such pain just by an angel-like pure white cigarette, but I didn't have the courage to go downstairs to the store to buy a pack of enjoyment because of my skin as thin as cicada's wings. Looking back now, it was one of the biggest gaffes in life.
Now things have changed. I really don't know why I gave up smoking in the first place. There is no clear explanation for why people have the idea of quitting smoking, but as some human behaviorists have pointed out, people themselves are such a strange animal, sometimes they don't really need anything, but they are struggling to pursue it; Sometimes I think clearly in my heart, but I can't say it in my mouth-many men treat girls like this; Well, maybe only the creator really understands the logic of human behavior.
In a word, I really can't figure out why I had the idea of quitting smoking in the first place, but the inconvenience that my stupid decision has brought to my life and work in the past six months is really indescribable.
The first kind of smokers are often infected by the images of some smokers in film and television works, or just want to have fun with others by smoking. Such people often claim that quitting smoking is easy. It is said that such people can smoke whenever they want, but if necessary, they can quit if they want, and they are labeled as having strong willpower. But do such people really smoke? They are not even addicted to cigarettes. Anyone who is really addicted to something can never abandon it like an outdated dress. This kind of person's smoking is just a physical action, not a physiological need. Just like fruit after a meal, they can eat it or not. To their minds, smoking is completely meaningless. From the perspective of probability, people who treat cigarettes with this attitude generally don't have any great and beautiful life pursuit. Their life is often to get up for work and have dinner after work. Maybe they may occasionally invite three or five friends to play a ball, but they just don't play this ball. For them, it's actually no big deal, just like cigarettes.
However, no matter what kind of smokers want to quit smoking, they have to go through this stage: at first, they may have an itchy throat and their hands will unconsciously reach into their pockets. This symptom is actually very easy to deal with. Just buy some chewing gum and put it in the place where you usually put cigarettes. After two or three weeks, these symptoms will disappear naturally.
Usually after this stage, for the first group of smokers, quitting smoking can be regarded as complete. They often claim that quitting smoking is actually very simple, but for the second group of smokers, the real quitting smoking has just begun.
For the second kind of smokers, cigarettes have often lost the physiological significance of pursuing nicotine, and then become a psychological and spiritual necessity. When they go through the first stage of quitting smoking, they always ask such a question in their hearts:
For example, a group of us in a small office, thinking about the progress of the project, thinking about the direction of future iterative optimization, there will always be a situation of thinking stuck. At this time, the only reasonable and unobtrusive scenario should be this: you are trying to think, but you can't. Suddenly, a gentleman took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it slowly. When it completed its life course with cigarettes in fireworks, the gentleman slightly opened his lips and spit out a cigarette. An efficient and effective meeting ended like this.
However, if we assume that this gentleman takes out mint-flavored chewing gum from his pocket, we will think that this is a dirty and active activity. Think about it, when everyone is thinking hard about the direction of the project, suddenly someone's chewing sound comes from his ear. What an annoying sound! Even if people in the meeting room don't think this kind of sound is a kind of interference, I believe that because of the sound of chewing gum, everyone's appetite will start slowly because of some indescribable and incomprehensible physiological mechanism, and then the topic of the meeting will evolve from the direction of the project to what to have for tea in the afternoon. ...
As for how I woke up from this crime, it was because of one thing:
A while ago, a good friend came to Guangzhou on business, and we never met. It should be four years. Recalling the past, the two teenagers talked about everything. Love, studies, the universe and philosophy were all discussed in the lingering smoke. I remember it was a Friday, and my friends were busy with business. It was already past 9 pm, so we met and had a midnight snack together.
You know, the most authentic way to eat midnight snack in Guangzhou is to order a few plates of fried beef river at the food stall, then fry a plate of stewed snail with perilla, and then hold chopsticks in your right hand and cigarettes in your left hand. Isn't that great?
What we talked about that night was nothing more than trivial matters of life, work pressure, future ideals, life planning, and the recent difficulties for young people to buy a house, the current situation of international peace and so on. Speaking of excitement, friends will take out cigarettes from their pockets, light them, take a sip, and finally slowly spit out a mouthful of cigarettes, which is quite enjoyable in this life; Seeing this scene, I subconsciously reached for a cigarette, but I remembered that when we sat down, we had already boasted that we had given up smoking. I was too embarrassed to break the rules on the spot, so I had to change my sitting position from time to time or stand up occasionally. When my friend talks nonsense loudly, I just respond with' mm-hmm'.
So it was clearly Friday, and the next day was the weekend. We should have been able to chat late into the night, but after only one hour of snacks, our friends went back to the hotel to rest. A few days later, my WeChat received a message from this friend, to the effect that he thought I had changed and that high-spirited teenager had disappeared. He said it should be caused by my heavy work pressure in recent years and advised me to have time to relax.
So at that moment, I regretted not smoking that night.
After more than a week, I went to visit a client. After exchanging pleasantries, we began to talk about things. People with cigarettes in their left and right hands lashed out at Fang Qiu on the slide show, which was very encouraging. And the smoke he exhaled was particularly strong in the light emitted by the projector.
Maybe the way I look at him is a little too obvious. He stopped suddenly, took the cigarette case in his hand and handed it to me. He didn't speak, but his eyes were full of friendliness.
At this time, I knew it was time to repent, so I slowly reached out and took one from the box and lit it.