"Uncle Dong, why are there no thread-bound books on the second floor, Song Ci, Tang poems, etc.? Is it a change of place, or- ah! Ke Mengnan hurriedly blocked it with his hand, "Or is it sold out?" ”

"Oh, Xiao Nan." Dong Yuexin, the boss who was reading a book very seriously in front of the counter, raised his head from the book, reached out and took off his glasses, and glanced at the person in front of him, "The book, it's gone." ”

"Gone? Sold out? Ke Mengnan laughed, "When I came yesterday, there were several more." ”

"Which book are you going to buy?" Dong Yuexin glanced at the dismantled pages on the table, "Song Ci? ”

"Well, it's the same line as this one."

"You didn't buy this book from me, you can be a hardcover book, I'm a plain cover."

"Where's the book?" He was now concerned with where the book was, not with which edition to compare, not to mention, he had already read it yesterday, and it was not much different.

"It's gone. Sold out. Dong Yuexin said with a smile.

"All sold out?"

"yes, do you care about the book, or do you care about who you sell it to? Or do you care about the person who is going to buy the book? Dong Yuexin put down the book in his hand, looked at Ke Mengnan with a disbelieving expression, and couldn't help laughing.

"Naturally, I care about books." He's here to buy books, and naturally he cares about books, otherwise? Who did it sell to, and what does it have to do with him? No, it's strange who is so bored to buy several copies of the same book and go home.

"Since it's a book, isn't it the same to buy any book?" Dong Yuexin laughed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed to the disassembled pages in front of him, "Why do you have to have this one." ”

"We're here to buy Song Ci." Naturally it's different, Ke Mengnan smiled, this is a Song word for thread, the point is, thread.

"Xiao Nan, have you read Mr. Qian Zhongshu's "Siege of the City"?" Dong Yuexin put on his glasses again, picked up the book he had just put down, and replied to the question.

"Looked. But what is it about? Ke Mengnan looked at it, and the person in front of him, who seemed to be reading a book all the time, was reading every time he came, except when he asked him or paid for it, he would raise his head from the book. It's a bit strange to talk a little too much today.

"That's it." Dong Yuexin turned the page of the book in his hand, and turned it back, but he couldn't seem to find which page he had just read.

"What do you mean? What I'm asking is Song Ci, what does it have to do with the siege? ”

"Naturally, what Mr. Qian said, love usually starts with borrowing books. It's borrowing books, not buying books. Dong Yuexin said unhurriedly, turning another page of the book in his hand, "You already have one, why do you have to buy another copy of the same one?" ”

"We ......" Ke Mengnan's face blushed, they were not that kind of relationship, "We don't know each other." ”

"You guys?" Dong Yuexin poked his eyes from the edge of the frame, looking at the sunny boy in front of him, who had seen it since he was a child, he actually blushed and couldn't help laughing. I don't know, it's really an old man, and his eyes are not good.

"I'm not familiar with her, I'm not familiar with her, I only occasionally meet, the book is blistered, so I come to buy a new one."

"You don't need to explain to me," Dong Yuexin smiled, "a chic and beautiful young man, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind." ”

"Are you praising me?" Ke Mengnan smiled, this is Du Fu's description of Cui Zongzhi in "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking".

"I guess, I'm praising you." Dong Yuexin smiled, glanced at Ke Mengnan, and pointed to the top of his head, "My old man, how can you understand this, it's people who are praising you." ”

Family? Ke Mengnan saw Dong Yuexin's gesture and looked at the top of his head, she? When did she praise him, and why didn't he hear it? A dashing and beautiful young man, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind, it is very appropriate to describe him. I couldn't help but feel the corners of my mouth start to rise.

"What did Mr. Zhong say, this book, borrowed and returned, one borrowed and one returned, one book can be used as an excuse for two contacts, and there is no trace." Dong Yuexin glanced at the person who was happy but unconscious, turned a page of the book, and said lightly, as if he was talking to himself again.

"Uncle Dong, you think too much, I'm a good student." Ke Mengnan smiled, this sounds like some truth, then Song Ci didn't buy it, but the book still had to be bought, and he subconsciously went to his pocket, only to find that the coat was on the shelf.

Hey? Found a folded hundred-dollar bill on the ground? looked left and right, except for him, there was Uncle Dong in the store, and there was no one else.

"Uncle Dong, did someone just come in?" Ke Mengnan handed over the money. "Whose money dropped?

"No, you probably just dropped it." Dong Yuexin glanced at it, returned to the book, and continued to read.

They? He didn't seem to have brought so much money today, so he took his coat and found that the money in it was still there, one for twenty yuan and one for ten yuan. It's not his, that's, hehe!

"Uncle Dong, this is the money for the book," Ke Mengnan handed over the money and pointed upstairs, "Books, you still need to buy them, and you can only borrow them if you buy them." ”

"Okay, return more, and make up for it if you don't have it." Dong Yuexin smiled and pressed the money under the dismantled pages on the corner of the table, and glanced at Ke Mengnan, who took his coat and was about to go out, "You just left like this?" ”

"Hmm." Ke Mengnan responded, put on his coat, and walked out of the door, and behind him was Dong Yuexin's surprised eyes......