I'm sure everyone has had this experience before.
Class time crawled by, but gaming time flew.
Homework time crawled by, but scrolling on your phone flew.
Going shopping with your parents always felt endlessly long, but going out on a date with your girlfriend made a few hours feel like they passed in an instant.
Setting aside all the medical, physiological, objective explanations and psychological effects,
one thing was certain:
happy times always passed quickly.
Or, to put it more specifically, when something didn't make you feel miserable, when you could focus on it or even throw your whole heart into it, forgetting about time made it quietly slip away at lightning speed.
Although he had become a poor student in college, there was a certain idiot who had also gone through periods of loving to study in middle school and high school.
Back then, math, language arts, English, physics, chemistry, and PE—every class felt bearable, and he even looked forward to them a little. Every day with his classmates had felt full and interesting.
It had made him feel like time passed ridiculously fast.
Often, he had just finished Monday morning's classes and was still walking home when he would suddenly realize,
Damn it, this week was almost over already.
Having just chopped up six or seven pieces of ribs in the kitchen, Fang Ran was continuing to hone his cooking skills when he glanced out the window and suddenly realized,
Holy crap, it was Friday already!
It felt like yesterday had still been Monday, when Xiao Huo had first led him through the doorway of cooking.
But in the blink of an eye, it was Friday, and tomorrow was another day off.
So fast.
Distractedly marveling, Fang Ran skillfully set a pot on the stove and poured in