It has been said that there is no such thing as true empathy in the world. In Xiaoya's view, there are people in the world who can feel your sadness, experience your experience, and decode your needs, they may not have flowery rhetoric, they always use their actions to express love.

In the photo washing studio, C Zhou is repairing the air conditioner.

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Zhou: Fuck, if I'm going to be electrocuted, you're going to turn off the electric switch outside.

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: If I had passed over you, I would have been electrocuted. The teacher said that when he saw someone electrocuted, he should stab him aside with a wooden stick so that he would not be implicated······

Xiaoya: Insulators

T: Exactly.

After all, Master Zhou's air conditioner is almost repaired. The technician walked out of the photo washing studio and picked up the grab clip that the master got out of nowhere.

T: Look, just use the master.

The technician's face was filled with a youthful and energetic smile. At this time, Xiaoya couldn't laugh anymore. Last night, Xiao Ya also told the cashier sister that the appearance of this grab clip was very funny, the long stick was connected to a curved X, and the palm of the hand was opened when the X was pressed down.

It turns out that this thing belongs to the master. Xiao Ya muttered in her heart, and she couldn't help but want to laugh. But Xiaoya couldn't. Because Master Zhou is on the side. Xiao Ya pinched her own flesh when she couldn't help it as usual. But the more Xiaoya thought about it, the more she couldn't help it, and she felt that her face was about to turn red until Master Zhou walked to the studio on the second floor.

Xiaoya recalled that when she first came to work in the photo studio, whenever she came back from work at night, Xiaoya always drove her Mouma electric car slowly and shuttled through the streets, letting her mood drive. L County is so big, and several roads extend in all directions. No matter which way Xiaoya drives, you will always see the figure of C Zhou. C-Zhou drove his gray modern motorcycle, wearing his trademark gray clothes, blue denim speeding past Xiao Ya, and the voice of a motorcycle engine. The first few times, Xiao Ya didn't think much about it and thought it was a coincidence, but later Xiao Ya understood that it was C Zhou who quietly followed her.

What is his purpose? Xiao Ya was also puzzled, but Xiao Ya didn't think much and didn't mind very much.

After thinking about it, two guests walked into the photo washing studio.

Guest: "Can you wash this picture out for me?"

With that, he took out two travel photos from the red plastic bag.

C Zhou: Your photo can be washed, but it will be a little blurry when washed.

G: Then you can help me see if I can get it better.

C-Week: We try to do it for you, but your photo pixels aren't going to be much better if they are like that.

G: Aren't you professionals helping me figure it out?

C Zhou: Yes, but you also have to look at the original photo itself, if you don't understand it, then you think I'm almost the same.

After that, the two middle-aged female customers went to the cashier to open a bill and left the photo studio.

Master Zhou took the photo to the photography studio on the second floor, and Xiaoya sat in her place and fell into deep thought······

The intense work continued, and Xiaoya continued to tinker with the pictures in her free time while taking orders, and before she knew it, there were still 40 minutes before the end of work. Master Zhou explained that we were cleaning as usual, but Xiaoya felt that it was too early, turned off the portrait work interface on the desktop, went up to the second floor, and began to drag from the stairs on the second floor to the hall on the first floor as usual. Before you know it, there are about 10 minutes left before the normal end time. At this time, the hygiene of the store has been cleaned up, the accounts of the front desk sister have also been settled, T is in the photo washing studio, Master Zhou is in the photography studio on the second floor, and Xiaoya is in front of the computer in the hall The operator's unfinished portrait retouching. Everything was so quiet and harmonious. Xiao Ya glanced at the time while retouching the picture, it was already past the end of work, but everyone didn't seem to move, Xiao Ya nervously modified the picture in her hand to the last step, and C Zhou came down from the second floor and said as usual

"Off work."

Xiaoya quickly cleaned up the work interface and returned to the photo washing studio, where she found that T had prepared her bag and umbrella for her, which were neatly placed on the table.

Xiaoya seemed to sense something. No, Xiaoya felt it deeply, this is also the first time in Xiaoya's life that she really feels that she is not alone, there is a group of lovely people fighting side by side with her, to be precise, this group of people is taking care of Xiaoya's growth in their own way. At this moment, Xiaoya's heart was deeply touched for a long, long time, and there was no way to ease it······

In our short but long lives, we will meet many people, some who teach us to love, some who teach us to grow with their absence, and most precious than those who sharpen our abilities. When you have survived the difficult years and broken out of the cocoon with a new and steady, immature and warm, beautiful and kind heart, at that time, there will be a group of people who will feel your sadness, experience your experience, and decode your needs.

There is true empathy in the world, and that is love in action.