I didn't have time to ask the company's leaders for leave, so I took my things and left the office in a hurry. The www.biquge.info ran downstairs to the building, and casually stopped a taxi, and my anxious heart couldn't bear it, I had to know the truth.

Watching "Camellia Cold" again or asking the bookstore owner in person, I knew that I might be stupid to do this, but everything was too bizarre for me to figure out or guess.

The taxi stopped at the familiar intersection, a narrow street with two high walls, and I walked along the road all the way inside, wondering if there really was a bookstore. Every time I came here after dark, I never came here during the day.

When the end of the road appeared in front of me, the familiar plaque was still hanging on the glass door of the bookstore, although there was no flickering neon lights, but I was inexplicably moved to feel at ease.

I was afraid that everything was an illusion, and I once wondered if something strange was growing in my head, which is why my life became chaotic.

Gently pushing the handle on the door, the metal bell above me was still ringing.

At noon, there were few guests in the library, and the old lady sat in her place, looked up at the door with a smile and nodded at me, looking up at the frame on the bridge of her nose.

"Came here so early, don't you have to go to work today?"

"Uh..." I didn't know how to answer, so I walked to the front of the counter and asked in a low voice, "I still want to borrow the book "Camellia Cold", can I?" ”

Grandma was stunned for a moment, and then resumed her expression of charity: "That book has now been received in the warehouse, and only the owner of the bookstore can take it out." Haven't you already read it, why should you borrow it? ”

Storeroom? Why did I receive the treasury after I read it, maybe I really need to have a good talk with the bookstore owner who looks like Gu Liang.

"I've had some strange things, so..." Looking into my grandmother's eyes, I stumbled over how to express my thoughts.

"I understand, you go to his office. There is a door at the end of the bookcase on the east side of the second floor. Grandma said, standing up and pointing in one direction on the second floor.

I followed her fingertips and looked up, crimson bookcases neatly spaced, perhaps hidden behind them was the door to truth.

The first mahogany staircase leads to the library area on the second floor, which is the first time I have come up, and the first two times I have been here, I have stood below and looked at it.

As soon as I walked by, I glanced at the books on the shelves, the books placed here seemed to be some years old, and the degree of yellowing of the paper and the binding process did not look like modern products. But I can't stop and flip through them now, there are more important things waiting for me.

At the end of the bookcase, there is a dark red door, carved patterns like peacock feathers vividly attached to the façade, and blue-purple crystal handles decorate the whole door in extraordinary style.

Is this it?

I stayed in front of the door for a long time, and all kinds of possibilities kept appearing in my mind, but no matter how much I thought, I still couldn't explain the doubts in my mind.

Gently raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, and a man's low response came from the room.

"Please come in! ――”

Push the crystal handle, and the heavy door moves inward little by little.

The bright light came from the room, and the brightness was a little difficult for me to get used to, and I slowly walked into the room with one hand covering my eyes.

"Isn't it too bright, wait a minute, I'll dim the lights." The voice of the bookstore owner sounded in the distance.

"Do you want me to avoid it? You talk slowly. Another man's voice was also in the room, and I opened my fingers, looking through the gaps between my fingers to find the source of the sound.

It turned out to be the boy with yellow curly hair during the day, who was sitting in a comfortable wicker chair and looking at me leisurely.

As I got used to it, I put my hand down and looked around the room.

The place, known as the office, was more like a storehouse for books, with all the walls covered with books from bottom to top, and on the wall farthest from the door was an antique wooden table, behind which the owner of the bookstore was now sitting, and not far from him was the rattan chair where the boy rested.

The owner of the book house replied to the boy, "No, it seems that she found something and came back." ”

"It won't be so fast, will it? Didn't you say you'd have to take her a few more times and tell her slowly? The boy looked at me in surprise, but I didn't understand their conversation.

"I~ just saw an article, and I think it's very similar to ~ and that "Cold Camellia", so..." scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing how much more he had to say to express his original meaning.

"Boss! Looks like she really knows. The boy got up, got out of his chair, and walked straight towards me.

I see? I know something! Why don't I think I know?

The bookkeeper sat in his place, elbows on the wooden table, fingertips crossed and looked at me from afar.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth: "Xiaowei, please don't be afraid, what we are going to say next may be beyond your imagination, but don't worry, we have no malicious intentions." ”

He! He! He! He actually called out my name, and it was like every time Gu Liang called me.

"You..." I nervously took two steps back, my body almost completely pressed against the dark red door.

"Hello Lu Wei, my name is Dumo, it's a pleasure to meet you." The yellow-haired boy held out a hand in front of me and politely tried to shake my hand.

I looked into the boy's eyes like I was looking at a monster, and my panicked heart had already made me lose my bearings.

"Dumo, come back and let me explain to her slowly." The boss beckoned me to sit down on the wicker chair across from him.

I shook my head, tried my best to restrain my heart, and opened my mouth tremblingly and asked him, "Are you, Gu Liang?" ”

The boss didn't answer, but left his position and approached me step by step, and when he was standing in front of me, the familiar breath, the familiar feeling made me dizzy and panicked, and I lost consciousness in the darkness in front of my eyes.

Where am I? What happened to you? Is Gu Liang human? It's still a ghost, or a youkai.

Opening my eyes slightly, I found that I had not left the office of the owner of the bookstore, lying alone in a wicker chair, with the gray goose down blanket from last time.

"Are you awake?" Gu Liang's voice sounded in my ears, and I was so frightened that I quickly sat up. His hand suddenly pressed on my shoulder and slowly sent me back to my chair.

We were so close that he had been sitting next to me all along.

Looking at this face that was exactly the same as Gu Liang's, I couldn't combine reality with dreams.

"Who are you?" Timidly looking for the last doubt in his heart.

The handsome cheeks and sincere gaze, without a trace of dodging and evasion, he replied word by word: "I am Gu Liang." ”