Yang Ruoqian discovered that the most dangerous sentence in the world was the one he wrote himself.
Do not write a manual for habits.
At first glance, it looked like a warning.
At second glance, it looked like a title.
At third glance, it looked like the beginning of another department file.
Yang closed the document and opened it again.
The title remained there.
It did not apologize.
Chang Zhiqing came in at nine with the usual calm expression of someone who had not spent the morning being hunted by stationery.
"Are you still thinking about yesterday's culture summary?"
"I am thinking about stopping it before it becomes literature."
"Stopping what?"
"Habits."
Chang Zhiqing paused.
"Habits are not usually stopped by refusing to describe them."
"They absolutely can be if everyone forgets them."
"People do not forget things that made their work easier."
Yang hated how often she said accurate sentences.
He turned the laptop toward her.
"No habit manual."
