In that year, I entered college for the first time; In that year, I was already a graduate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The school sister once said that she felt that her life had been a little empty, and it seemed that there were only 2005, 2008, and 2012 years that had a huge shock to the soul.

So, where did all the time go in between? She asked me, I couldn't answer, and I didn't know how to answer. Looking at the past, I haven't been in a relationship for four years; For four years, I hung an elective; In the past four years, I was originally high-spirited and said that I wanted to go abroad, but now I have to stand in the labor market for an unknown future......

Four years can change a lot of things, like two pictures I have when I'm looking for a job. One is the freshman but energetic me on the student ID, and the other is the lazy and impatient me who was smeared with grease and powder on the resume.

Many people say that they blame the lack of effort at the beginning, they knew how to do it earlier, and they won't do it now; If it was then, what will it be now...... But so what, who can really do it all over again as described in the web novel. Since you made that choice and you are still you, then if you do it again, there won't be much change.

My resume was marked one after another, and it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without a single ripple. No one wants to make themselves appear so useless, but the cruelty of reality is like a mountain, pressed hard, unable to escape, and unable to breathe.

After all, I followed my father to knock on the doors of relatives and friends, and I got a job to support myself. Go to a little pawnshop and be a 'dude', oh now a clerk. But in my eyes, there is not much difference between their positions.

I think the pawnshop is pretty good, really. I studied archaeology as an undergraduate, and I also minored in treasure appreciation, although few people are working as antiques in pawnshops now, but less does not mean that there is none, maybe I still have a chance.

That's it. I've been working in this pawnshop for almost a year. For one year, there was no change in my position. What has changed is my income and the people in this pawnshop.

There is no business, so naturally there is not much money. It's all about living, so one after another, people are almost gone. The Great Pilgrim always goes out to pick up work. The owner also rarely comes. But do I care? I don't care, it's so good, I really enjoy this life.

Mainly, I have other sources of livelihood, hehe, not a lot at all.

Speaking of which, it's really fate.

I worked with Fa Xiao, and she opened a leather bag company, although I didn't have a temporary job, but I also helped a little in it. Based on our relationship alone, she gave me a lot of money. The days are getting more and more moisturized.

I made a lot of money, and I wanted to change a bigger house rent for myself, so I ran a bunch of intermediaries one after another, either the house was not good, or it was too expensive, and it seemed that the idea of a new house in the New Year had to be shelved again. sighed, no matter what, I still have to go to the normal class, so I should make a show to reassure my parents.

Take out the key, close the door, and lock it. It's a new day.

The days without snowflakes are much colder than when it snows, but unfortunately I haven't seen snow for a long time, and now that global warming, I feel colder, for example, now, I can feel the cool breeze outside when I stand at the staircase, counting nine cold winters, Xi'an at this time of year is unusually cold.

Striding out of the unit door, today is the last day, there is no business, the boss said to take a vacation in advance, everyone will go back for the New Year.

But this has nothing to do with me, it is the court and the palm eye on vacation, and I, a young man who came in by a relationship, still have to be responsible for the duty and cleaning of the storage room.

In fact, I know in my heart that the warehouse has not been occupied for a long time, and the boss just thinks that I just take money and don't work, so I can find some work to do him. But I also want to do some constructive tasks, but I'm also from a professional class, and I've been here for a year, and I'm still a handyman, can I be blamed for this?

But I don't have the right to blame others, I'm really a relational household, and I really don't have any achievements to make people shine. In the words of senior Xu Feng, I didn't know what to do in four years of college, and I was not the material for this industry.

I've also retorted that at least I've had a few extracurricular exercises with my professor, and I've also helped.

"How did you help? Is it to open the coffin or to appraise the treasure? Xu Feng said jokingly. Yes, it's just some tea and water, and paper to wipe sweat. I couldn't refute it, and I didn't bother to argue with myself.

I sighed, rubbed my hands, the white fog on my glasses disappeared, I took out my key, and opened the door. The early morning sunlight shines through the windows, and you can faintly see dust particles flying in the air. It's not a nice feeling, I'm just complaining that the air quality is bad again.

If you say it's a warehouse, that's really lifting it. It's just a small cubicle randomly separated by the building developer to fill the space. If it weren't for the fact that the toilet was a little bigger and a bit wasteful, I think it would have been the fourth bathroom of this pawnshop.

With the mask on, I could smell the rotten smell inside, waved it with a broom, and began to clean.

First of all, there are some boxes of cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings that are not too precious left over from the sixties and seventies. Everything is locked. I can't take it out, and I don't bother to take it out and look at it.

I'm only responsible for wiping the box, and the boss will rely on me if I lose the things I saved. I wiped it very carefully, inside and out, and I didn't even let go of the shelves where I stored things.

Of course, the paint pots are not allowed to see water, and I have common sense and did not touch them. Once they're done packing, it's time to sort out the file boxes.

Actually, I'm quite confused, generally important real estate certificates, gold and silver jewelry, etc., are placed in the safe. What is in these dusty-looking old kraft file boxes?

"It's certainly not a baby." Otherwise, the old Seppi wouldn't have let me touch it. Pouting, I continued to scrub and scrub. It's hard to clean up.

I chose an angle and took a photo and sent it to my boss to announce the results of my labor. Then he threw the mop and broom over and sat down on the pony to drink.

I pulled out a file box, opened it and looked at it, to satisfy my curiosity that can kill cats, anyway, it is resting, and being idle is idle.

The file box is a tight National Bureau of Statistics file box, with a buckle pinned, inside are some yellowed files, because some of them are old, and they are not very well preserved, there are obvious traces of moth-eaten, they are all manuscripts.

The cover is only marked with the year, no name. "Could it be a record of any bizarre or supernatural events, such as national top-secret archives or the like? Isn't that what is written in the books and movies? ”

I was just curious, but I didn't think it would be any important information. I also want to know what top-secret information can be in this small pawnshop with no name.

The manuscript at the top is marked with the year of June 1969, and the details are roughly skimmed, mainly saying that someone in Lintong, Shaanxi Province has reported information about the appearance of the fragment of the "Collection of Mountains and Rivers", hoping to go to investigate as soon as possible.

The next manuscript was published in July 1969, and it is said that the materials mentioned the "Collection of Mountains and Rivers" but were not fragments, and that no time should be wasted on it.

The manuscript is that in 1972, the fragment of "Mountains and Rivers Collection" unearthed in Yinxu, Henan Province was mysteriously lost the day before it was handed over to the state, and a case is being filed for investigation, but to no avail...... Flipping through the pages at random, it is all about the fragment of "Mountains and Rivers".

"Mountains and Rivers"?

Never heard of this book? What are you talking about? Why are so many dossiers recording its news? And who collects these things? What about the other file boxes?

I stood up from my mazar and put the file aside to look through the other boxes.

Employee profiles, no, not this, throw aside. Financial vouchers, too. Audit report, no. Cultural relics included in the archives, nor are they. It's strange how I just got one with a story so handy. Put the wrong one back, I think I can fight hard enough, just a little curiosity, rummaging up and down here. Exhausted.

Carried on? What is this, I picked up the file box and shook it, it seemed to be a photograph or something. Lift it up and take a look, a few yellowed old photos. Just a few photos need to fit such a big box.

The photo is very ordinary, it is a group photo of several people, and the personal photos of some people in the group photo. Behind the photo is the signature of a person, and there is no more content. I took the group photo and put it in my pocket, put the rest back in the box, and then put the box in order. Locked the door and went out of the warehouse.

"It doesn't look like it's someone else's dead end, but it looks like it's been sitting there for a long time." Looking at the time, I didn't clean up quickly, it was not early, and since I couldn't study anything about the unknown, and it was far from affecting my life, I really didn't bother to leave.

You can hang the photos in the post bar when you go back, and maybe someone will know them. As for "Mountains and Rivers"...... That kind of thing, you can't generally find useful information on the Internet.

Come on, don't be busy, hurry up and pack your things. Prepare for the New Year.

In my mind, this is a thing of the past. I don't think it will have any impact on my life in the future.

But how to say it? This place in Shaanxi is really quite evil.

The more you don't want it, the more it will stick to you, and the more you want to hide, the more you will encounter it; Again, the more you try to find, the more you can't find it. In the end, something strange will be implicated.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have sat alone in a chair at Starbucks in the clock tower for two hours on this sweltering hot summer day two and a half years later. A woman. A woman who didn't know where to call my phone number two days ago called me. She didn't say who she was, only said, "Are you asking about that picture?" I know them, so let's take the time to meet them! ”

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