Ai Weili was with the dusty curtains, and it was already the third day.

She was reluctant to buy a vacuum cleaner, and she couldn't muster the strength to remove it and wash it; So she survived like running water, bypassing the boulder-like problem - she didn't touch the curtains at all, and whenever the sun hit her eyes, she pulled her coat in her sleep, turning it from a quilt into an eye patch.

Yes, she didn't even buy a quilt; Because Ai Weili has seen the price of a new quilt.

Although the salary of a convenience store clerk made her afraid to buy a quilt or a vacuum cleaner, when she woke up at noon on this day, she suddenly felt that it was no wonder that some people did such a job for a lifetime.

There is no pressure of a future, because there is no future at all; There was no expectation from anyone else, because no one knew her here.

She doesn't need to go through the trouble of proving herself, she doesn't need makeup or good clothes to indicate her class. If people lose their desire for the world, then the world loses its handle against people; It was as if she could spend her life so gently and unconsciously until the last day – a way to live.

What's more, there is also a library in the town.

After the discovery of the library, it became a playground for Ai Weili; Although it is also the same as "Wild Deer Town", the most exciting thing is only in the name. But even so, Ai Weili spent the afternoon in the library, and didn't show up at the convenience store until he was about to go to work.

"You're here," Apan stood up, looked at his phone, and said, "Come early next time, don't be so late." ”

His attitude was so natural and straightforward that Ai Weili subconsciously said "I'm sorry", only to remember that he had clearly arrived at the store five minutes early.

"You can take advantage of the fact that there is no one to hand over now," it stands to reason that he should not leave if the handover is not completed; But as he spoke, he had already walked to the door. "Something called, bye."

"That-"

Ai Weili screamed, and he had already pushed open the door and left, as if he hadn't heard.

…… Forget it, it probably doesn't make sense to tell him about the strange man yesterday.

Ai Weili put on the blue vest, and before she was about to walk to the cash register, she suddenly spun around and turned around and walked into the shelves of the store.

This time, Ai Weili carefully and carefully inspected the convenience store, not even letting go of the staff restroom, and finally confirmed that there were no customers in the store.

No guests, no other employees, not even a fly, just myself.

Ai Weili sat down and pulled out a novel borrowed from the town library from his backpack.

She doesn't like romantic romance things, and even when she reads other types of books, she has to avoid those with love plots; The female detective in this book decided to retreat from the torrent and chose a small town to settle down to live, which happened to be a bit similar to her situation, and she would borrow it to see - but the portrait of a handsome man smiling on the cover seemed to hint at some kind of plot ahead, which really made her a little uneasy.

After reading two pages, she looked up and circled twice around the empty store.

It's good, or no one.

She lowered her head, her ears pricked up, even though her eyes were resting on lines of text.

After slowly looking at it for a while, Ai Weili didn't even pay attention to what he was looking at, and raised his head again.

She realized that she was actually mentally prepared for the sudden exit of a customer from the empty store.

But what is imagined, of course, does not happen; She had obviously checked, but there was only herself in the store, and no one came in, so how could there be a second person? Last time it was different, the last time she came to work, she didn't check the store, and it was normal not to see the customer in the suit.

By the time she finished reading the first chapter, the clock on the wall was pointing to 5:20, and it was still quiet inside and outside the store.

Her class is strangely indifferent.

It was obviously the time to get out of work and school, but for several days in a row, she couldn't see a few guests at this time, no, let alone guests, there were not even a few people on the road in the town, like an empty city; Except for the weird tall fat man, it was only after seven or eight o'clock yesterday that customers began to come to the door.

Maybe it was so quiet, so when the phone in the store suddenly "jingle bell" rang, it was so crisp that it was close to a harsh sound, so frightened that Ai Weili almost jumped out of the chair.

Turns out there's a phone in the store?

She hurriedly searched around behind the cash register, and finally found the old beige phone that pierced the air with a screaming sound from behind the cabinet where the cigarettes were placed.

"Y-Hello?"

"Is it a 'Huijia convenience store'?" A brisk female voice asked.

"Yes," Mr. Ai said.

"Great! I thought your phone was cancelled, and there are few places where you still use landlines. ”

Ai Weili didn't know how to reply, and Apanke didn't tell her that the store would still receive a call. "That...... Do you have what it takes? ”

"Yes, I have a question." The female voice spoke, each word gradually becoming deeper and slower than the last, and finally almost turned into a thick and twisted male voice, like a player about to run out of power: "Excuse me, is there anyone in the store?"

Ai Weili froze for half a second.

It's... it's a prank call, right?

Otherwise, who would ask the person answering the phone if there was anyone on the other side?

"I didn't ...... Person...... In ......" the voice seemed to finally decipher the facts, and said repeatedly: "The store is ...... Nobody ......"

Ai Weili wanted to teach a few words on the phone, but he couldn't muster up anger — or courage. She hung up the phone with a "snap", and pushed the phone back far behind the cigarette cabinet, covering it so that it was out of sight, and she felt that the hair on her back was cold again, and a layer of hot sweat floated.

After sitting alone in the quiet store for a few minutes, Ai Weili calmed down a little, and when she looked down, she realized that the book had been touched, probably when she was startled just now.

She bent down, intending to pick up the book.

After bending down, her view was completely blocked by the cash register, and for a moment she couldn't see anything except the cabinet door in front of her. So before she hurriedly straightened up, Ai Weili listened motionlessly.

Feeling that there was no one in front of the cash register, Ai Weili slowly sat up - there was indeed no one in the store, just like just now.

She let out a long sigh of relief.

It's a bit of a snake, and if someone comes in, the doorbell will definitely ring. She pulled out her phone, opened the contact list, and tapped the word "Apan" — but as soon as it rang, she hung up again.

It's just a trivial matter like a harassing phone call, and it's not urgent, so don't bother your colleagues who have already left work...

"It looks like somebody came to the store with a prank call," she wrote, "and you know about it?" ”

A small dot quickly appeared on the dialog, and Apan was quick to reply to her. "Don't care, just don't pick it up."

"Won't it affect anything else?"

"No, it won't."

Ah Pan didn't seem surprised at all, and it seems that someone has made harassing phone calls before.

Ai Weili opened the book, turned to the page he saw last time, and absentmindedly read as the female detective met a tall and handsome neighbor, and sighed in his stomach. Please, it's good if he were a murderer, or he can be a victim...

As she panned to the right page, she saw the telephone next to the book.

The old off-white telephone, sitting quietly on the cash register at the moment, just pressed against the corner of the book, as long as you turn the page, it is impossible not to see it—it seems to be holding back a smile, waiting for Ai Weili to find it.

Ai Weili slowly rolled his eyes, his gaze fixed on the page again.

She'd seen it many times, and there was no one in the store.

And even if there is a second person, you have to lean over the cash register, stretch out your arms, and pull open the cigarette cabinet to take out the phone.

The only plausible explanation is that she thought she had put the phone back in its place, but it didn't.

Isn't this often the case in life? I thought I had packed everything before I went to work, but when I opened it, I found that I didn't bring something; I could have sworn that I had written the question, but when I sent it down, it was empty.

As for disputes such as "you said it" and "I didn't say it", they are even more common, which shows that the human brain is very unreliable.

But at this moment, Ai Weili's eyes were fixed motionless on the page, pretending to look at the book, and he felt that the muscles of his neck and face were all stiff.

The question that swirled in her mind over and over again was not "Did I forget to put it back?"

This year's thought was a bit ridiculous, and she didn't know why she was thinking about the phone line - there was no phone line, how did the call come in just now?

She really couldn't remember if she had noticed the phone line when she answered the phone just now.

When she noticed that the telephone was pressing down on the corner of the book, she felt as if she had not seen the telephone line...... Ai Weili closed his eyes, trying to find a reasonable explanation in his mind.

When I touched the book myself, the book pulled the phone line out?

Just as she froze and didn't move, desperately remembering the floor, the doorway bell suddenly rang.

Ai Weili's muscles jumped, and he reflexively raised his head, saw the guest who walked in the door, and a "welcome" stuck in his throat.

When she first saw the woman who had walked in through the doorway, she thought she had seen something she shouldn't have seen; Because the guest's eyes were so wide that her eyelids were about to tear and her eyeballs were about to roll out of their sockets, as if she were tormented by some unbearable horror—but as soon as she raised her eyes behind the guest, Ai Weili understood.

The reaction of the female guest was normal.

A naked gray man, clinging to the female customer, walked into the store with her.