"Pacific Video Store".

Ordinary door signs, except for the font size, look no different from other stores.

But these three words of the Pacific Ocean instantly bring people's thoughts to the sea, as if this old video store is open on the other side of the ocean.

I have to say that the name of this store is indeed a bit interesting.

When you enter the store, you immediately feel a nostalgic smell, and you can see a wide variety of records, CDs, and DVDs in the store.

From the outside, this store doesn't seem to be big, but when I come in at this moment, I find that the small store is a space that spreads inward, and I see that the store is very deep, and looking inside from the door of the store, it seems that there is a secret passage that cannot be seen.

The entire store exudes a unique smell that makes you feel as if you have traveled through time and space and are in another space.

It's like it's isolated from the world, and even the people inside don't feel like people of this era.

A nostalgic song is playing in the Pacific Video Store at the moment, called "Cold Rainy Night", this is a song that Xiao Fan is all too familiar with, sung by the singer Huang Jiaju, who has passed away a long time ago, and it should be regarded as a well-known song.

Especially the people of that era heard it the most.

The heavy and powerful sound permeated the entire video store, and the atmosphere was perfect for the continuous rain outside.

The shelves and countertops in the video store are covered with all kinds of products that do not belong to this era, and the names of some records, even singers, are unheard of by Xiao Fan.

I guess it's some unknown original singers, underground singers or something, in short, you don't have to worry about sales.

The owner of the Pacific Video Store, let's just think of the decadent uncle sitting in the shadow of the counter as the boss, because the counter is very high, the whole store is very dark, the owner has long hair, a cigarette in his mouth, but he doesn't light it.

When the boss was young, he probably had the rebellious and decadent atmosphere left over from many avant-garde youths of that era.

But the boss is a unique individual who has never been assimilated.

Xiao Fan searched for the person's shadow as soon as he entered the store, but the figure did not appear in Xiao Fan's eyes.

It was estimated that it was blocked by the shelf, and it was detoured inside.

Xiao Fan then pretended to be a visitor to the store, and began to stare at the record casually, sometimes picking up a record with his hand and turning it over to look at it, while at the same time, his footsteps slowly moved inward.

The more he walked inside, the more he could feel a different aura, or the palpitating and exciting feeling that he had not seen for a long time. Xiao Fan's heartbeat began again, his whole heart was pounding wildly, and his breathing became rapid.

Not again.

A sign of unease.

But Xiao Fan was determined to seize the opportunity this time and couldn't let her slip away again.

Xiao Fan pretended to be calm and began to look between the rows of shelves in the back.

Finally, I saw the figure in the middle of the first row of shelves.

She was dressed in a tulle black dress, and her long black hair hung down over her shoulders.

Although he only saw her back, Xiao Fan felt that his heart suddenly calmed down for no reason, and he couldn't say why he had such a strange feeling.

And there is also an indescribable sense of happiness and pleasure, as if it is a primitive initial movement.

She stopped at a record and saw her gently pick up a blue record and look at the words on it.

Xiao Fan took two more steps, and he decided to talk.

However, her footsteps suddenly sounded, and she saw that she had already put the record back in its place, and her figure was speeding away from the store.

Xiao Fan chased after him.

Ran out of the street in a panic, chasing the familiar and unfamiliar back, turning a few streets, until the back disappeared into the familiar and unfamiliar city.

Failed again.

She disappeared from sight again.

Like the ghosts of the city.

Xiao Fan sat on a wooden chair on the street in the pouring rain, letting his body get wet.