The address was sent by unfamiliar mail. Chunxi typed the address on the map and searched for a long time but couldn't find this place. She had no choice but to turn off the location and start a manual search. Between the two small alleys, there is a sign made of triangular iron, which is cut on the painted wall, and the name of the road is marked. Chunxi went back and forth between the two lines twice, she wanted to find No. 9, there was No. 7, there was No. 8, there was No. 10, but there was no No. 9. She finally caught a glimpse of No. 9 through the cracks plastered with all kinds of small advertisements, knocked on the door for a long time, and came out a trembling old lady, poking through the rusty lattice with a cane. Chun-hee didn't know what she was going to do, and she asked if this was the ninth? The old lady ignored it. Chunxi pasted the card in his hand on the door, and the old lady seemed to have martial arts as if she had fallen into an evil spirit, and the poke point of the cane poked Chunxi's wrist very accurately, poking the card off the ground.

Chunxi had no choice but to dodge, picked up the card with a painful hand, and watched the old lady walk into the house with a slight trembling in puzzlement. The door was closed, and it was impossible to tell which was the door and which was the wall from the outside, because it had already been mixed together.

The buildings in these alleys are still very artistic, and they were all used to live by dignitaries from various countries in the twenties and thirties of the last century. Chunxi followed the wall, carefully identifying the door number, she wiped off the ash on the card with her hand, only to find that a word was missing just now, the old lady's door number is No. 9 A.

No wonder, she sighed helplessly.

She turned her back, and the building opposite was supposed to be NineB, and it was correct.

So where is the Nine? Chunxi looked inside the building on tiptoe, and the walls were not high, and the government had not allowed users to increase them in recent years in order to maintain the city's business card. The outer perimeter, which is more than half a person tall, is planted with bamboo, ginkgo and cherry trees, and only one family, half creeper, half ivy. Chunxi's eyes sank, and she felt that these two inconspicuous plants attracted her. It's like there's a gravitational pull. She tossed the green leaves hanging down the wall, there was a door number, it looked a little old, it was in serious disrepair, and the handwriting on it was no longer legible. She wiped it with her hand again, but she couldn't see clearly. She closed her eyes, her fingers following the notch, and felt an outline in her mind.

She looked left and right, but there was no one. Pick up the card in his hand that was almost poked and scrapped by the old lady and stick it on the wall, there is a small copper-colored bulge, inconspicuous, not visible if you don't look closely, a little smooth. After three seconds, I heard a dripping sound. The small iron door slowly opened.

Chun-hee bent down and walked in.

This setting is controlled by only a few people. So Chun Xilai didn't come, Jin Yun was one of the insiders.

But its secrets and uses, Chunxi is still unclear. She thinks of cards as just passes. In fact, it has a lot more to do. Neither team told her. Including calls for help in times of crisis.

There was a large green pine tree in the courtyard that covered the other half of the wall.

The ground was not very clean, there were a lot of pine needles and leaves, as if no one had ever cleaned it and no one had stepped on it.

Chunxi was not surprised.

There were no lights on the porch and no doorbells.

Chunxi tried, and the door opened as soon as he pushed it, and it was a door that opened outward, and Chunxi originally thought that the structure inside should be like this: a scarlet carpet, a large chandelier hanging overhead, the kind overgrown with tree rights, and some crystals hanging from it. If you grow taller, you should avoid walking, and she naturally doesn't have to worry about it, because she has always avoided the light. So the door opened, and she was still surprised by what she saw.

The floor is a patchwork of black and white tiles, and if you try carefully and carefully, the feet are non-slip, with some small uneven pieces, if you are wearing high heels, you can't feel it. Chunxi thinks that this master must be an observant person, with a very high aesthetic for life, and also has a strong survival experience of ordinary people. For example, in addition to the last resort, when she has to wear high heels, flat shoes are her first choice.

She figured there must be cameras around her or something, maybe someone was watching her somewhere right now. Instead, she was at ease.

There is a replica of a sunflower on the wall. Like many spy films, it should play the role of some organ. Chunxi didn't bother to study it. Looking at it from a distance, there is a bar a few meters away. There was a cocktail on the bar, like the one she had just placed there before she came in, the subtle foam hadn't completely disappeared, and it was just right for her to catch it on the ground floor. There was a piece of paper pressed under the cocktail, the words were very large, and she was told in a grand way that there was no sense of concealment at all.

Chun-hee didn't know that cocktails could be drunk, and she remembered that there was a sentence in the textbook that said that when you go out, don't eat and drink indiscriminately except for things given by people other than your mother. She couldn't suppress her curiosity again, poked out her nose, and a bubble burst out, bringing out a trace of breath, Chunxi sniffed it, it didn't seem to be sweet, with a bit of ice.

She walked through the bar and through the back door, which was separated by a wall of the school cafeteria.

According to the guidance of the piece of paper, Chunxi came to the "Canghai Bookstore".

All the big bosses love to open a bookstore, and the hunters are good at camouflage. Chun-hee kind of liked the tune. She also loves books.

It is said to be a bookstore, but it is actually connected to the library. The owner may be more scheming, and there are often celebrity parties here, new book signings and so on. Chunxi saw the push on a writer's official account, and chose this place as a reader's meeting at that time. At that time, she also queued up, but gave up halfway because of the large number of people.

Coffee is also sold here, so it is also privately called "Sanxiang Garden". The fragrance of books, the fragrance of people, the fragrance of coffee.

Sanxiangyuan and Chunxi's residence are one east and one west. Counting this time, she has only crossed paths with this place twice.

There is a domed building across the street from Canghai Bookstore, which is the city gymnasium, which was once famous as a cigarette factory, and Chunxi is no stranger to it, because many colleagues of the company love to come here to play. The stadium has since changed its name several times, but Chunxi and his family are used to calling the name of the cigarette factory, and most of the stadium is open to the public and charges by the hour. Chunxi participated in it a few times, and she adopted the AA system, but she also felt that it was a little expensive, so she shirked it and stopped coming. Others are using playing ball to open up life communication, but she is pure playing and sweating. No one wants to play with her. She can also play well on her own. So many people think she's a weirdo. Chunxi doesn't know, I don't know which time she played alone, and the person who made her life turn also appeared in this gymnasium.

Chunxi first went to the literature and history class to take a look and drew a book. Then I went to the literature class and took two books. These books can also be read by Linlin. Foreign language books are on the second floor, and the staircase of the library is quite artistically built, with a very small slope that is almost unnoticeable. The further you go, the more concentrated the coffee becomes, and the more people surround you.

Chun-hee is very envious of the people who work here. Knowledge, time, money, all there.

The foreign language area is less crowded and relatively quiet. Chunxi stored the first few books with the bag, because bags are not allowed here. There was a small piece of red felt at the entrance, and Chunxi thought it might be an insoles, so he scraped his shoes on it. Later, she judged from the people who came in that the red felt should be a network cable to protect the underground. By the way, noise is reduced. Because when she sits at the table and flips through a foreign language with illustrations, the people who come in always cause her to look up. As soon as she looked up, she lost focus. She put the foreign language back on the bookshelf and saw if there was anything she was interested in. The girl who had been at the table since she came in was holding her mobile phone and constantly filming the contents of the book on the table. She also had her computer with her, but when Chun-hee walked behind her, her computer was blank and stuck on a WORD document.

Chun-hee's sixth sense led her to look at the girl a few more times. Her sixth sense is like she has some foreseen dreams. The foresighted Dream Chun-hee is called the seventh sense. When the seventh sense came, Chun-hee didn't have the ability to break it down, and it wasn't until the scene of the seventh sense came true that she knew she had foreseen it. She eats the whole grains of the world, and has no immortal spells. Maybe it's because she eats something in the world, her spells are gone, and these seventh senses are her fish that slipped through the net.

Chun-hee didn't stay long, and the rich aroma of coffee caused her hunger. As she walked down the stairs, a pair of young men were stirring coffee cups, and you and I were sharing a piece of cake one bite at a time. Chunxi wondered what flavor Linlin liked, she would buy a cake and go back for two people, you eat it bite by bite.

Chunxi went to work as usual in the afternoon, and the company sent her out to the CITIC Building to pick up a contract for half a day. In the past, I used to take express delivery, but after I lost it once, I changed it to manual collection and manual pick-up. The contract was placed at the front desk of the CITIC Building, the kraft bag was sealed, and Chunxi still took it out to take a look, took it away, went down the tunnel, and waited for the car opposite. The roadside cart is selling egg scrambles, five yuan a piece, Chunxi buys one, just finished filling, put it in a plastic bag, the plastic bag looks very bad, and the heat is immediately doubled. Chunxi broke the cake so that it cooled faster and ate less plasticizer.

Waiting for the car, getting documents, eating, waiting for the car, just go back to fill in the company's field schedule. Chunxi compressed the time for eating and lunch breaks, and together with the contract, she also called to ask people to put them at the front desk in advance. According to her experience, it used to take at least half an hour to go up and down the stairs to CITIC Guang. Today, the road is also relatively smooth, and there is no traffic jam. As for the traffic jams, there is a letter to any day, and the traffic in this expanding city is really bad. The company also gave half an hour of flexibility for this situation. When Chun-hee returned to the company, most of them had not yet finished their lunch break. She walked gently to her post, put down her backpack, and stuffed it into the largest drawer on the bottom floor, and then pressed the papers under her hands, and began to take a nap with her head resting on her arms.

She definitely can't sleep, she's just pretending. When the music on someone's mobile phone was singing happily, Chunxi was also sleepy-eyed like most people looking in the mirror, straightening their clothes, and wiping their saliva.

She punctually handed the document to the assistant's desk, and the assistant's lipstick reached her upper lip. It's beautiful, Chunxi said. The assistant looked at the mirror bar twice and asked, how about this shade? New for Sisley. Expensive, right? Chunxi said. Of course, the assistant's smug look hung on his eyebrows. Your complexion is good, and I think you look good with any color. A flattering word, but the assistant still listened to it and was still very useful.

Your legs are as pleasing as your mouth. It's hot out there today, right? The assistant cares about it humanely.

It's not cold, Chunxi smiled back. In fact, you can take a taxi twice a month, the assistant reminded her.

I want to buy a lipstick too, Chunxi said, but I can't afford it. The assistant said, who is going to marry you, you will not lose money. That has to wait until my second spring, someone sneezed in front of them, they stopped talking, Chunxi watched the assistant pick up the document and take it out, ticked the date on her desk calendar, and sent the contract to the manager's office.