Where did Sister Manling go just now, why wasn't she here?

"System, don't you think that Sister Manling's attitude towards me is a little strange?"

[I don't think!] 】

"......." Forget it, she asked in vain!

.......

A man in the corner of the stage looked at the girl on the stage a little distracted, and the wounds on his body were still painful.

It stands to reason that he should go home and rest now, but somehow he wants to stay here and watch her perform.

The girl on the stage is not like wearing a pale green cheongsam off the stage, and her temperament is dusty.

The girl was dressed in a purple gauze dress, her face was covered with heavy makeup, and her eyes were half covered by a black net.

He thought it should be calm and unwavering, and in his ears was her gentle voice.

It wasn't until Huo Duting returned to the bed at home that he lay down, and his ears and thoughts were full of the girl's voice.

......

It's ten o'clock in the evening.

"Is the flower shop closed now?"

Purple Butterfly looked at the girl inexplicably and looked at the night outside.

"Sister Lan, maybe not!"

Xiang Andao, who was driving, said, "Let's go to the flower shop first!" Maybe it didn't close! ”

Purple Butterfly asked, "Sister Lan, what are you doing buying flowers so late?" ”

Xiang An said, "Sister Lan, I won't go to the Huo family until tomorrow morning, and it will wither if you buy it at night!" ”

Ye Xiange: "........" Does she look like a fool?

"Don't talk nonsense, stop by the bookstore!"

Xiang An: "........"

Purple Butterfly: "........"

Arriving at the bookstore, Ye Xiange got out of the car, "You guys are waiting for me in the car!" ”

Zi Die looked at the girl's back, "Xiang An, this book and flowers won't be bought for Mr. Xie!" ”

Xiang An pondered for a moment, ".... It's possible! ”

.......

"Miss, what book do you want to buy?" A book neatly sits on an old-fashioned shelf.

"Is there an art book here?" Ye Xiange picked out a few books and put them on the table.

"Miss, what do you want? Characters or landscapes? ”

Ye Xiange thought for a moment, "Where is it, let me take a look!" ”

There is a quiet record in the bookstore, the song is peaceful, and the dim yellow light in the bookstore is very warm with this quiet tone.

I saw a picture album of a story collection, Ye Xiange was more satisfied, just looking at the pictures would be boring, this kind of comic-like picture and text collection is more interesting.

"It's so late, why haven't you closed yet?" Ye Xiange asked the young girl who was guarding the store curiously.

"This is a bookstore that never sleeps, there is no night!"

Ye Xiange thought to himself: This shopkeeper is probably a very interesting person!

The bookstore is not sleepy, but I didn't pay attention to the name of the store when the night was thick just now.

"Don't you sleep?"

"No, the books here are priced, and if someone comes in and pays for it!"

Ye Xiange was surprised, in this chaotic era, does anyone have such avant-garde thoughts?

"Aren't you afraid of others stealing books?"

"The shopkeeper said that if someone who can't afford to buy a book steals it, he will return it, but as for someone who deliberately steals it, there is probably none!"

Ye Xiange smiled, "What your shopkeeper said makes a lot of sense!" ”

The girl also smiled, "Actually, it's the first time I've seen someone like my sister who identifies with the shopkeeper like you, in fact, I'll tell you, my shopkeeper is not afraid of others stealing books, because he has a lot of money!" ”

Ye Xian sang, "Is that so? ”

The girl nodded seriously, and Ye Xiange felt that the people in this shop were a little sincere and cute.

"Then I'll come back often in the future, maybe I can meet the legendary shopkeeper!"

"My sister is welcome to come often!"

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