After returning from the Simatai Great Wall, I started an all-night codeword life again.

In my free time, I often wander aimlessly.

On this day, I suddenly felt very bored, so I went out alone and wandered around Xisanqi.

The autumn sun is mild and light.

In the air, there was a faint smell of exhaust fumes, oil smoke and unknown sources.

On both sides of the road, most of the hurried people were with their faces and tired expressions, their expressions were obviously stiff and dull, and their eyes were much more empty and confused. It is clear that they are all strangers, in this crowded city, trying to survive, to dream, and even to love.

I soon had some damp feeling in my heart.

We are all adrift, in this other people's city.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and a familiar figure of a girl appeared in front of me, she was the girl Yanhui who liked love stories. In front of her, there were a lot of old books.

"Hey!" Yanhui happily waved her hand at me, "Great writer! ”

"Why are you here?" I asked in surprise.

"That's right," Yanhui said with a smile, "and after we transferred the store, we started dumping old books in this area of Xisanqi. My boyfriend buys used books all day long, and I set up a stall every day to sell them......"

"The two of you are still living a little life as inseparable as the soles and uppers, right?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Yanhui smiled.

"If you have any books to deal with in the future, just give them to us!" Yanhui stood in front of her bookstall and said to me with a sunny face.

"I have it now, and it's a love story!" As I spoke, I reached out and stopped a remnant motorcycle on the side of the road.

The remnants of the Mo galloped like an arrow.

With a "thud", I went back to the house.

I took down two sample books of "Love Every Day" given by the cultural company from the bookshelf, signed my name on the title page in a decent manner, and then sat on the remnant motorcycle again, and "suddenly" went in the direction of Xisanqi.

I think these may be the two best books I have "handled" for the little couple in the North Drift.

"So fast!" Yanhui said as she reached out and took the book I handed her.

I smiled silently.

"There's love every day," Yanhui muttered as she hurriedly flipped through it, "Oh my God! You actually made two copies of "Love Every Day"? ”

"And thank you," I said, smiling, "for giving me the idea!" ”

"What about the benefit fee?" Yan Hui pretended to be extremely serious and asked.

"I'm going to have dinner in the evening!" I said with a laugh.

"Then I'll close the stall now!" Yanhui said as she began to clean up, "You are so talented! ”

I laughed.

Yan Hui cleaned up the bookstall with her hands and feet.

I looked at the girl in front of me who liked love stories, and my heart was surging.

"Then I'll call my boyfriend now," Yanhui said happily after cleaning up the stall, "and we haven't been to the restaurant for a long time!" ”

I had mixed feelings inside.

In such a harsh environment, the flower of love is still blooming so brightly.

At an unknown restaurant in Xisanqi, I invited Yanhui to dinner with his boyfriend Shuyu.

While drinking, Yanhui kept stroking my name and the lines of words I was very familiar with on the covers of the two books:

One

Month: Interpret the thousands of customs of love

Two

Month: Enter the Man's Secret Garden

Three

Month: Touching a woman's sensitive area

Four

Month: Constantly looking for a trace of love

Five

Moon: Quietly blindfolded love

Six

Month: Do everything possible to embrace love

Seven

Month: Put on the shackles of marital happiness

Eight

Moon: Pursue the climax in the fragrance of osmanthus

Nine

Month: Accompany love through the bleak season

Ten

Month: Begin to add clothes and quilts to love

November: Don't let love go hungry and cold

December: Spring is followed by snow and ice

"One love story a day!" Yanhui said with a smile.

"Love every day!" Shuyu echoed.

"A little reminder of love every day!" Yanhui continued to smile.

"Love every day!" Shuyu continued to echo.

Outside the hotel, pedestrians are in a hurry, and the traffic is busy.

In the hotel, the chips are staggered, and the cups are changed.

"Actually, I envy the relationship between you," I said to Yanhui drunkenly, "the love between you is a kind of warm love." ”

"Warm love!" Yan Hui smiled.

"Yes," I said earnestly, "warm love is a kind of mutual care, just like the care of shoes for feet, without any reason, to be considerate of each other, to rely on each other, to survive each other, naturally, genuinely, and with sincere and infinite care." ”

"Our love is very real," Yanhui said with a smile, "and our love is also very happy!" ”

"Yes," I said earnestly, "warm love is very real, but there is no lack of romance; Warm love is also very happy, it can make people feel safe. ”

"Our love is also warm!" Yanhui said softly, her face flushed.

"Yes," I said seriously, "warm love is very warm, and can always make people feel sheltered; Warm love does not care whether there is a commitment or not, but just needs a word, a smile, a gesture, or even a look to feel the warmth that goes straight to the bottom of the heart from the other person, and dissolves all the coldness and loneliness. ”

"Our love will last forever!" Yanhui looked at her boyfriend and said affectionately.

"Yes," I said with envy, "in warm love, two people tolerate each other, love each other, warm each other, accompany each other, and rely on each other; Warm love is like sunshine, every day exudes endless light and heat, used to illuminate life, illuminate dreams, and illuminate the journey of life that was originally full of darkness and cold. ”

In the haze of drunken eyes, I saw Yanhui's hand holding her boyfriend's hand tightly under the table.

The two of them are still like glue.

My heart is drunk again.