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Laura gently placed the cup of hot cocoa back on the table, her eyes revealing a deep sense of weariness and confusion. Her gaze seemed to transcend the boundaries of time, returning to the enigmatic era of ancient Rome. Jerry, the experienced and compassionate captain, sensed a profound sense of loss and struggle from her expression. He smiled, attempting to lighten the mood with humor, and asked, "What's wrong! Research not going well?"
Laura forced a bitter smile and nodded in agreement. Her hand unconsciously caressed the side of the cup, feeling the warmth left by the hot cocoa. Her voice carried a hint of frustration and helplessness, "The historical records now hardly explain the main cause of the disappearance of Legio IX... the clues are really too few."
Her eyes shimmered with a longing for the past and a confusion about the unknown. Her research was not just an academic task for her; it was more like a personal mission, a historical mystery she had to unravel. However, faced with such scarce evidence and information, even a passionate and determined historian like her couldn't help but feel powerless and defeated.
Jerry listened quietly, his eyes full of understanding and support. He knew that for someone like Laura who was wholeheartedly devoted to her research, any setback was not easy to overcome. He didn't respond immediately, but instead gave her some space to freely express her feelings. This was an unspoken understanding in their team: sometimes, the best support is quietly being there.
Laura slightly lowered her head, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and frustration. Her voice carried a faint disappointment: "Perhaps the mystery of Legio IX is truly an unsolvable enigma." After saying this, she unconsciously spun the cup in her hand and took a small sip of hot cocoa, trying to soothe her mood with its warm sweetness.
Jerry quietly observed her, his eyes filled with understanding and sympathy. Instead of immediately refuting Laura's doubts, he gently picked up some freshly fried fries from the table and pushed them in front of Laura. His voice was gentle yet firm: "Go ahead and eat! For now, let's not think too much and just relax. Sometimes, problems need to be approached from different angles in order to find a solution, don't they?"
Laura looked up and gazed at the plate of French fries in front of her, a faint smile appearing on her face. Jerry's words were like a warm ray of sunshine, illuminating the darkness in her heart. She gently picked up a fry, took a light bite, and savored the crispy texture and salty flavor, which helped to slightly ease her mood.
Jerry smiled as he looked into Laura's eyes, his voice carrying a warmth and wisdom of experience: "You know, Laura, this reminds me of a little incident from my youth." He paused, as if savoring that distant memory.
"At that time, I planted a vegetable garden in the backyard of my house, but no matter how hard I tried, the garden just wouldn't grow well. I tried changing the soil, adding fertilizer, and even adjusting the irrigation timing, but nothing seemed to work." There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
"Later, a neighbor suggested that I observe my garden from a different perspective. Following his advice, I started paying attention to the sunlight, wind direction, and even the impact of surrounding trees. It turned out that a nearby large tree was blocking the sunlight, causing my garden to struggle." Jerry chuckled, as if savoring that simple yet insightful experience.
"After that, I learned that sometimes changing perspective can change the way we approach problems. That tree is like the difficulties we encounter now. Sometimes we need to take a step back and look at these challenges from a different angle." His eyes were full of encouragement, as if telling Laura that even in the face of great difficulties, changing perspective can lead to finding a solution.
Listening to Jerry's words, Laura's eyes gradually lit up, as if finding new inspiration in this simple story. "You're right, Jerry. Sometimes, we really need to think about problems from different perspectives," her voice was filled with new hope and determination.
Jerry had a big smile on his face as he looked at the slightly relaxed Laura. There was a hint of cunning in his eyes as he said, "That's right, Laura. Sometimes we focus too much on our problems and forget about the simple pleasures in life." As he spoke, he pulled over a large plate of freshly fried fish from the table.
"Come on, try some of this freshly fried fish. I guarantee it's the most delicious thing tonight," Jerry encouraged Laura, his voice filled with warmth and care. He gently pushed the plate in front of Laura, and the aroma of the fried fish filled the air, making the whole tent smell enticing.
Laura looked at the plate of golden, steaming fried fish and couldn't help but smile. She reached out, picked up a piece of fish, carefully blew on it, and then took a bite. The crispy outer layer of the fried fish and the tender, juicy flesh inside brought a wonderful sensation that relaxed her furrowed brow.
Jerry watched Laura's reaction and smiled satisfactorily, "See, sometimes, simple things can bring the greatest joy. Just like this fried fish, simple but delicious. Many problems in life are like this, sometimes they don't need overly complicated solutions."
Laura is chewing on fried fish, and her mood has clearly improved a lot. Jerry's words and this simple dinner made her feel warm and comforted, and also reminded her that sometimes the solution to problems lies in the small details of life. In this excavation camp full of historical mysteries, a simple dinner not only filled her stomach, but also gave her a new direction for thinking.
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