Drive to the bookstore called "Tomorrow".

"I love this one." Halu was as happy as a young deer that had just jumped out of a cave and saw spring for the first time.

The waitress in the "deacon" uniform helped us open the main entrance, bowed slightly, and welcomed us both with a friendly smile.

"Mr. Deng, long time no see." The beautiful manager greeted me sweetly at the bar.

"Good afternoon." The corners of my mouth involuntarily rose, and I responded cheerfully.

For some reason, although there are few opportunities to spend a few afternoons in the "tomorrow" during the year, every time I come there is an indescribable feeling of coming home.

"Have an appointment with Mr. Kimura?"

Shaking his head, he made an apologetic gesture: "He's picking beans at this time, right?" Don't bother him. ”

"Okay, so why don't you sit in a special seat today?"

smiled and nodded: "Please." ”

Walking up to the second floor, next to the floor-to-ceiling window, where you can see the straight ginkgo tree outside the window, Halu picked up the drink list and sat down, a little hesitant.

"Need my recommendation?" I asked her.

Halu says he has complete trust in me in this regard.

"I'm tired of having two cups of "Yunyin", and I can do it directly."

The store manager showed an expression of "sure enough" and placed an order with a smile.

"Hey, do you think the store manager's young lady is particularly star-like?" Halu asked me.

"Well, the smile is a bit like Zhang Junning." I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, yes, yes! I think too! Halu couldn't hide his liking for the manager's expression.

If we continue with the analogy above, Halu looks around like a deer with joy, reading a book for a while, and looking at all kinds of small objects that Mr. Kimura brought back from Japan.

When Halu was still satisfied, the manager brought us coffee, and I thanked him and beckoned Halu to try it.

She closed her eyes and savored it.

"I used to think that I couldn't drink coffee without syrup and milk, but honestly, I mustered up a lot of courage before I ate it."

"Earlier, I'll give you some caramel macchiato."

"No, no, no, this is super delicious!" Halu said to me with a serious face, "Seriously, I've gained a new understanding of pour-over. ”

This is his family's hidden drink, and the owner of the bean category and roasting method is not known. The name is derived from the only unwritten post in The Tale of Genji, and it has a moderate sourness in the mouth, but it has a very sweet aftertaste and a very rich fruity aroma, which can be drunk with a touch of sadness in winter. ”

Halu showed an expression of disbelief: "Deng Deng, are you a regular customer here?" ”

"Although I don't come often, I have a lot of love with the boss."

"Well, I'll want this later, what's the name?"

"Yunyin, next time I come to call the store manager's sister to do it for you on the spot, there is a surprise."

While chatting, a lean white-haired old man wearing a pure white shirt of Tianzhu cotton, a leather tie gray stone apron, blue sleeves of gloves, and round tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses came from behind and bowed: "Johnny, long time no see!" ”

I stood up and bowed back, "Long time no see, Kimura-san, please forgive me for coming here and not daring to bother." ”

"How's it going?" Mr. Kimura's carefully trimmed beard looks completely white this year, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have deepened a lot, which makes me feel a little embarrassed. But his eyes were still sharp, and he looked at me with those sharp eyes.

"Thanks to you, I'm in good health, and Kimura-san hasn't changed much."

"Johnny, you're still a man who isn't frank enough!" I was amused by him, and Kimura let out a hearty laugh. "Oh, excuse me, who is this?" Mr. Kimura looked at Halu.

"At present, it is a junior of my company, named Halu, and her Chinese name is Dai Jingyi. Halu, this is the owner of Tomorrow's Bookstore, Kimura-san. ”

"Huh? Halu？ Is it that Halu in Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter? Mr. Kimura asked, gesturing curiously in the air, and I nodded yes.

"Ah, what a beautiful woman is as her name suggests! Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Masatoshi Kimura. ”

Halu blushed and bowed to Mr. Kimura.

"On the 28th of this month, there will be a symphony appreciation event in Karajan at 7:30 p.m., Miss Halu, please be sure to enjoy it, and the shop will definitely shine because of you."

Halu nodded vigorously.

"By the way, I brought a souvenir from my hometown for the New Year, and it just so happened that you came, I will give you something, please wait a while." Mr. Kimura bowed and walked out.

"Kimura-san is so polite, I'm embarrassed to move." The flush on Halu's face hadn't faded yet.

I laughed and said, "Most Japanese people are like that, but it's fun to talk to young people in the Kansai area." ”

"Deng Deng, how did you meet Kimura-san? And why do coffee shops and bar owners call you Johnny when they know you? ”

"One year, because of a friend, I attended a gathering of seniors in the local coffee and wine industry, because there were a lot of foreigners on the scene, and it was more convenient to introduce my English name, so everyone used to call me Johnny. On that day, I invited a jazz band with an unsatisfactory level, and I muttered a few words unashamedly, but a sharp-eyed uncle next to me heard it and accosted me, and finally the more we chatted, the more speculative we became, and exchanged business cards with each other. A few days later, I found the store based on the address on the business card, and I learned that Mr. Kimura was the owner of the store. ”

Halu had the same look on his face.

"It's not easy to meet a young man who loves The Tale of Genji in a foreign country, so I see Johnny as a precious confidant." Mr. Kimura brought me a fried tea and Japanese sweets called "Gyokuro Dang" and invited me to taste them with Halu. "Johnny, the incense sticks of Shoeido that I mentioned to you earlier have the theme of "The Tale of Genji", and I know that you like it, so I bought a set from Kyoto and gave it to you, please laugh at it."

I would like to thank Mr. Kimura very much. He took out a beautiful cardboard box from his hand, and I saw that it was Shinohara's wind chimes.

"Miss Halu, it's the first time we meet, this is a handmade wind chime from an old shop in my hometown, it's not a respect, please smile."

Halu looked at me in trepidation, and I motioned for her to accept it, and Halu quickly thanked her. When I opened it, I saw a small water-colored gradient wind chime, which depicted a handsome samurai cat, which was very cute.

"It's beautiful! I love it! "I can see that Halu really likes this gift from the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Kimura nodded contentedly and smiled, "Then it's agreed, we'll see you on the 28th of this month." After that, he said that he still needed to be busy with the roasting of coffee beans, so he had to miss the company first.

"Do you need to roast the coffee beans yourself?" Halu asked me after Mr. Kimura left.

"From the selection of coffee beans to roasting, the procurement and placement of cultural and creative gifts, the recommendation of books for sale, and finally the playback of background music in the store, Kimura-san has to do it all by himself."

Halu looked admiring: "Today is really because you learned about the Treasure Bookstore. ”

"You're amazing, Kimura-san is a well-known grandmaster in the circle, and on weekdays, I have to sneak into his small office at the back of the bookstore to see him when he's not busy, but today because of you, he took the initiative to come out of it and gave you a gift. It is said that it is extremely difficult for many rich big bosses to see him, and if those people know about today's events, they must not crook their noses. ”

"Huh? Is Kimura-san so powerful? ”

"It is said that he and the mayor of this city are friends for the rest of the year."

Halu stuck out his tongue.

"The concept of communication in the first phase is almost over," I forwarded the email from Ruby Lin to Halu.

"Traveling the unknown, accompanying the voyage......" Halu read carefully.

"Support lies in the entertaining and educational aspects of each project, and the distinction is that Shengya is a precious memory of the consumer's childhood, and has accompanied the growth of two generations, right? Insight falls on the lack of care for parents' psychological maturity of their children......"

"My grandparents took my parents to Shengya to explore the mystery of the ocean, and today I want to go to Shengya to see the ocean I have never seen in the company of them." I muttered to myself, "Well, I went to Xintan mainly for fun, and I went to Shengya to study and grow mentally." ”

Halu looked at me: "How's it going?" ”

"It's not bad, at least there is no big problem with the idea."

"Which one do you use for creativity?"

"As I deduced, the penultimate one," I grabbed the notes scattered around the coffee table and rummaged through them one by one, "how about a family adventure?" The treasure is my upbringing and the smile of my family. With such a theme, depict the story of a child who takes his whole family on a boat on the sea and grows up bravely. ”

"That's it!" Halu raised his palm and lunged at me, a shallow dimple blooming.

I have the confusion of a large dog whose frisbee was hidden by its owner but was asked to run to its destination.

"Stupid! Give me five！ (high-fives in celebration)" Halu looked at me excitedly.

I took her hand and gently touched the back of her hand with my forehead: "Yes, Your Majesty." (Yes, Her Majesty.) ）

Perhaps it was because my hair was too long to obscure my eyes, and when I looked up, I tucked my forehead back and Halu looked at me with a subtle look.

"What's wrong?"

"It's fine." She deliberately turned her gaze to the other side.

After packing up, I ordered a seafood rice bowl for two to take, sent a farewell message to Mr. Kimura, and drove Halu to the company, and it was completely dark when I arrived downstairs in Yaoxuan.

I was just about to enter the downstairs lobby when Halu, who was walking behind me, suddenly stopped me. I looked back, and her face turned blue before I knew it.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You go up first, I, I'll go out and make a call, and I'll be done soon."

"What's wrong?"

"Deng Deng,"

"Huh?"

"Don't ask."