Guo Songlin was looking at a book on economics at the moment, and when he came to Xinhua Bookstore, he unconsciously walked to the book in the economic category.

Over the years, he has been busy with the company's affairs, Guo Songlin has not looked at his favorite books so comfortably for a long time, and now the opportunity to read physical books is really rare.

The boom of the Internet has made it difficult for physical books to keep people in their hands as before. The times are developing so fast, Guo Songlin still misses the time when he studied abroad.

Every day, whenever I have free time, I plunge headlong into the library and stay there all day.

Gone are the days like this, and it is unattainable to go back to the past period of schooling.

Thinking of this at this time, Guo Songlin's heart couldn't help but start to feel a little sour, if it weren't for the unexpected death of his parents, how could he bear this kind of fact that he should not bear at his age.

Unconsciously, a teardrop had fallen on the book in Guo Songlin's hand.

Only then did Guo Songlin realize his sadness, and quickly wiped his cheeks with his hand, and then put the book back in its original position.

Guo Songlin held the bookshelf in his hand and sighed deeply, as if he had spit out all the pain he had suffered all these years from his heart.

In fact, Guo Songlin's heart is very lonely, and there is no peer around him who can solve him, and he has to beware of others calculating himself every day.

So over the years, Guo Songlin has lived in a state of self-isolation, but fortunately he met Wen Jing, and he had love to release some psychological loneliness.

However, Wen Jing is her lover after all, and she can't be compared with the word friend.

Guo Songlin has no confidant, and he also has no friends.

Now he can't have a common language with his peers, because of his identity, it is impossible for anyone to really make friends with him.

Sometimes Guo Songlin can even take Fu Chunxue as a friend, just because she is Guo Songlin's secretary, so in life, what she can bring to Guo Songlin can't even compare to Wen Jing.

However, I can't talk about these words with Wen Jing.

After all, women are women, and their hearts can't fit other women. Even the woman who is neither male nor female is also a woman with a careful eye.

Guo Songlin rubbed his cheeks with both hands to make himself sober.

What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly feel so much emotion? Maybe it's something that has been too distracting for him!

Guo Songlin found a seat to sit on the bookshelf, sat down, and took out his mobile phone.

I haven't seen Fu Chunxue in the past few days, her mother's condition seems to be really serious, otherwise she wouldn't have come to work for so long.

As the boss of other people, I am really a little derelict in my duties, and I haven't said that I will call Fu Chunxue for so long, which is really too much to say.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to wait for Wen Jing now, Guo Songlin dialed Fu Chunxue's phone.

Fu Chunxue: Boss, is there something wrong? I have already asked you for leave in OA, my mother has undergone surgery these days, and I have to take care of my mother on the side, so I can't go to work for the time being.

Guo Songlin: Xiaofu, you don't have to say so much, I just want to ask about my aunt's condition, are you busy alone? Do you want me to send a few people over to help you?

Fu Chunxue: ......

Guo Songlin: What's wrong? Why don't you speak?

Guo Songlin heard the sound of sobbing coming from the microphone, knowing that things must not be simple, and he did not rush to urge Fu Chunxue to speak, just quietly held the phone and waited for her voice to appear again.

After a while, a sigh was heard......

Fu Chunxue: Boss, although my mother had surgery, the results of the surgery were not very satisfactory. The doctor said that my mother's cancer has spread and there are only a few days left, what should I do? I'm going to lose her soon...... Me, I...... Woowoo......

This time, there was a complete cry from Fu Chunxue's side, and Guo Songlin didn't know how to comfort Fu Chunxue now, so he could only hold the phone quietly.

After a long while, Guo Songlin finally couldn't help it.

Guo Songlin: Xiaofu, listen to me, since things have already been like this, I really feel sorry for your mother. What do you need me to do for you now, can you just bring it up?

Fu Chunxue: Thank you, boss, my mother needs me to accompany her during this time, and I can only do so much for her. I hope you can forgive me, I really don't want to have any regrets about myself, I want to send my mother away well.

Guo Songlin: Which hospital does my aunt live in? I'll take the time to see her tomorrow, and I'll see you again. I'm a little uncomfortable with you like this.

Fu Chunxue: Thank you, boss, you're so busy all day, don't come over. I don't want to affect you because of my business.

Guo Songlin: What are you talking about? What are you doing with me! Hurry up and say, which hospital does my aunt live in? I must see your mother tomorrow.

Fu Chunxue: ...... All right! My mom is here in the Department of Oncology at Shengjing Hospital, and when you arrive, call me and I'll go downstairs to pick you up.

Guo Songlin: Okay, I remember, I'll definitely go to see her tomorrow. You also have to pay attention to rest, don't burn your body, you know!

Fu Chunxue: Okay boss, thank you, boss.

Guo Songlin: Okay, I'll be polite with me, I'll hang up first, and I'll see you tomorrow.

Fu Chunxue: Bye-bye, boss.

Guo Songlin hung up the phone, and his mood began to deteriorate again, perhaps because of Fu Chunxue's mother's illness.

Guo Songlin had an indescribable feeling in his heart at this time, feeling that there was a big stone in his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

Guo Songlin stood up and hurriedly walked out of the door of Xinhua Bookstore.

When he came to the road, Guo Songlin took a few deep breaths of the slightly cool air, and felt that his chest tightness was relieved a lot.

Subconsciously took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes from his pocket, took one out of it, lit it, and took a puff.

Before I could take a second puff, my phone suddenly rang.

Wen Jing: Hello? Are you in Xinhua Bookstore? I'm driving out now, but I'm going to have to go around in circles to get to you, and you're standing in front of the Xinhua Bookstore waiting for me for a while.

Guo Songlin: It's okay, I'm already at the door now, and you can see me when you drive over.

Wen Jing: Okay, I'll pick you up when my signal light is ready. Hang up first, there are police in front.

Guo Songlin: Okay.

Guo Songlin hung up the phone and looked at the busy street in front of him, feeling much better than just now.