It's still the same as usual. I turned on the lights in the store, then sat down in front of the cash register, turned on the computer, clicked on the Kugou player, and quietly enjoyed the soothing music, listening while waiting for the owner of this chair to arrive.

Every day at this time, at 8:15, she came to the store on time, and the first thing she did when she came to the store was to open her game, Buckle Dance, and then told me to go to the breakfast shop called Golden Chopsticks to buy her a dry pick.

I'm so dutiful every day, maybe I've done it to her, but I'm leaving my job for this shop. I don't like business, I don't like being in one place every day.

I'm glad I was able to leave my post without being discovered, because I did my duty to her, and maybe I was just a passer-by all along. If this shop were mine, I don't think anything like this would happen to me, and I wouldn't allow it to happen.

"It's boring! I knew that doing business was so boring, so I might as well go and help your uncle cook. ”

"Can you eat the food you cook?"

"Just kidding, I think when I was at home, I cooked all the meals myself."

"I'll do it too, but the key is whether I can eat it?"

"You see I'm fine now, and that says it all."

"Okay, wait a minute, my uncle is here, you can tell her. If you're really bored, you just go out and hang out, and it's not very busy right now. ”

"Then what will happen when your uncle comes?"

"I'll just say you're going to fix your glasses!"

I can't think of any other excuse, maybe it's because I'm too stupid, or maybe I'm too honest, but it always works, and I don't have to think of any other excuse because her uncle didn't even ask.

"Then I'll go out, and you can call me when there is anything."

"Hmm."

When I got out of the store, I turned right, because I knew that there was a Xinhua bookstore not far from our store in front of me, and after crossing the intersection, I walked less than a hundred steps to the front of the bookstore.

For a strange place, I don't dare to act rashly, and we also have Xinhua bookstores in Hubei. I've also been to the Xinhua Bookstore in Hubei, but how do I say it? After all, this is in Hunan, and it is only a small county town in Hunan.

I looked at the bookstore, looked at the people coming in and out, and got a general idea of what the process was. People are always a little afraid of the unknown, but once they understand it, they become bold again.

I entered the Xinhua Bookstore according to the usual process, I looked at the layout of the inside is quite organized, people always like to associate it, looking at the bookstore among the readers are both old people and children, as well as middle-aged people. I came to realize that humanity was progressing. Because three years ago, when I was reading in the best bookstore in our city, I never saw the elderly, and the middle-aged people could see it, but they didn't go to read the books, but only to accompany the children.

I'm more into literature, I don't know why? Languages have always been my weakness. I still remember that in the graduation exam from primary school to junior high school, I was close to a perfect score in mathematics, but I was one point short of passing in Chinese.

Not to mention in high school, when our total Chinese score was 150 points, and I seemed to be still stuck in the 120 points in junior high school, always scoring about 90 points, I still remember that when I was in high school, everything in Chinese changed, and the rules changed.

Later, in college, I had to take Chinese classes, which gave me a headache, but fortunately, the rules at this time have also changed, and there are two major questions in the exam, one reading and one composition, plus the current exam still has the usual score, so for me at that time, Chinese is no longer a lingering pain in my heart.

Later, I read some books on literature, such as Lu Yao's "Ordinary World", as well as Lin Yutang's "Humor", and some books on life philosophy, which are not listed here.

I used to feel the urge to write a novel, thinking that it would be a difficult thing to do, especially for an engineering student like me, who lacked language. But then I realized that I could write something.

In this way, I wrote as soon as I had time, and I wrote it slowly, and before I knew it, my first novel, "Love", came out. Even I didn't expect that this novel would take me about two months, and of course with the help of my friends.

I took a lot of thought to write that novel, because I had a lot of plots in it that I came up with myself, and there was a lot of discussion about "truth" in it, probably because I read some books about philosophy.

"True" really exists, but its existence makes you so helpless, I once wrote a poem about the discussion of truth:

"Its existence, you are so helpless"

What a man should be like,

Where should the heart go?

Where is the destination,

Life is destined to be confusing.

There is no heaven,

But everyone is yearning for it.

Faith in the truth,

Always looking for it.

But when you really meet,

I didn't dare to face it.

You're a little skeptical that it exists,

But you're still expecting it to come your way.

You said you were so helpless,

Everyone scolded you for deserving it.

You are no longer helpless,

You don't believe it exists anymore.

But it came suddenly,

It really exists,

It's just that it's always frustrating.

is like a classic sentence in "Dream of Red Mansions": When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is sometimes nothing to do. Sometimes people live only a state of mind, the state is born from the heart, the heart is opened, there is heaven everywhere, and the heart cannot be let go of the sea of suffering everywhere.

As soon as I entered the bookstore, I was so impressed that I hadn't even read a book! It already made me feel full. Of course, there is no end to learning, and there is no end to reading, especially in this era of knowledge explosion. All we can do is to read as many books as we can and gain a little more knowledge.

I walked around the bookstore, came to the bookshelf with the word "literature" written on the shelf, looked for any books I liked, and swept my eyes through the grid of the bookshelf, and suddenly a familiar title came into my eyes, and the author of "If You Are Well, It's a Sunny Day" Bai Luomei.

Isn't that the book I was reading next to the school library? Why did I meet here again now, it's really a kind of fate! I still remember that I didn't finish reading it at the time, but I wanted to watch it again, and there were a lot of classes at that time, and my classmate joked that if I really liked it, she would buy it and give it to me.

Now that I think about it, I'm glad I didn't buy it, otherwise there wouldn't be a surprise at the moment. I turned the pages of the book, turned to the place where it had been stagnant, and looked at it as if I had found a treasure, and the words in it were beautiful.

I usually like to remember something when I have nothing to do, and I can't help but open the "Notes" software in my mobile phone and start recording the poetic language again: "Some stories are written as yesterday before they really begin, and some people have not yet fallen in love with each other, and they have become passers-by." "It's so well written, and I wish I could write something like this one day, maybe the reason why I can't write it now is because I haven't experienced it yet.

In this way, while reading a book and taking notes, I feel that life is so comfortable. I have been immersed in the beauty of the book, imagining that one day I will meet the right person, I will love her well, even if I can only accompany her through the landscape, I will have no regrets.

When I was tired of looking, I softened my eyes with my hand, and then looked around, and felt that I felt much better, and when I was about to continue looking, I noticed that a mother and daughter had descended into this library, and then floated to my side.