Wen Xin's place tonight was in an ordinary hotel on Sheng'an Street, anyway, it was just one day, she wanted to make do.

There were not many people in the streets, and she dragged her luggage slowly forward like a traveler, and the lights of the streets on both sides of the road flickered, and suddenly, she stopped.

She stopped at a bookstore, the warm yellow light came through the curtain of the store, and accompanied by a song "Proud Cold" also came to her ears, Wen Xin rarely listens to folk songs, and she doesn't know this song, but she thinks this song seems to be good.

"Meet the bookstore." She looked up at the name of the bookstore, and felt a little interesting in her heart, from the outside, the decoration of the bookstore was not gorgeous, simple and elegant, and there was a sign next to the door of the store, which read, "The shopkeeper looks at the edge of the eye and sends drinks." ”

Seeing this, she was even more interested, she thought that the shopkeeper might be a romantic person with a mood, she thought about it, pushed open the curtain and walked in.

The light inside is softer than she imagined, as if just shining on people's bodies can cure all people's fatigue, the store's decoration is the same as the outside, the blue walls reveal a sense of silence, but it doesn't make people feel cold, the warm yellow light neutralizes it, several rows of bookshelves, there are seats by the window, there are also inside, and there is a second floor, but there is a "staff access" label posted next to the stairs, I don't know what the second floor is for, and there seems to be space inside, but Wen Xin can't see it.

On her right hand side is the refrigerator, but the electricity is not turned on in the winter, and there are all kinds of drinks in it, and on her left hand side is the cash register.

There were several people sitting in the cash register, and she looked over, two men and a woman, two teenagers and a little girl.

"Tsk!" She couldn't help but snort, but she couldn't be blamed, who would have thought that the two teenagers sitting in the cash register in front of her, in her opinion, were two gangsters, only that little girl, very cute, her body seemed to be very petite, Wen Xin liked cute things.

"What the hell is this combination? Bookstore with gangsters? She complained in her heart.

The two teenagers, one of them was reading a novel with his head down, he didn't look up at her the whole time, he seemed to be really focused, but the band-aid on his face seemed to be injured, and his hair was divided into textured micro-curls, and the other was tied up in the back, and his short hair was tied in a small braid, he was just about to reach out and take out a cigarette from the cigarette case to smoke, but was stopped by a micro-curly raised hand, Wen Xin thought that maybe he had noticed himself and didn't let his companion smoke in front of the girl, And not lighting a cigarette in front of them is considered respectful to the guests, but she soon realizes that she is self-inflicted.

"I'm sorry, my mine, I forgot that Mu Mu is here." With that, Microroll let go of his hand, and the pigtail stuffed the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

Mu Mu should be referring to the little girl next to them, who was drawing something in front of the drawing board, these two people are similar, one is reading novels, the other is painting, and they haven't looked up the whole time, and they haven't looked at Wen Xin or their companions.

Wen Xin guessed that they were two brothers and sisters, and the other was their friend.

Damn, no one notices herself at all, where did you get some bullshit to send drinks, she complained in her heart.

However, the pigtail quickly noticed Wen Xin, although there was no ripple on the surface, just stared at Wen Xin, but Wen Xin just passed in front of him, and when Wen Xin couldn't see it, he hurriedly poked the micro scroll next to him, Wen Xin noticed this action with her spare eyes, but she ignored it, picked the book casually and walked to the seat in the back room.

The walls in front of the seats are pasted with framed words and paintings, not only in front of the seats, but you can see such decorations everywhere in the store, Wen Xin doesn't understand these, but she, a layman, can see that the level of the author of this calligraphy and painting is very high, not only calligraphy and painting, but even the four most eye-catching red "keep quiet" at the top seem to be handwritten calligraphy, Wen Xin casually pulled out the book, picked a leaning back and sat down, feeling a moment of tranquility.

She chose Yu Hua's work "The Seventh Day".

The protagonist of the book died, and in seven days he met his former lover, his adoptive father, and told a lot of stories about the people around the protagonist, each of whom lived through a life in a constant struggle, and the gap that seemed insurmountable in life seemed to be nothing after death, and it didn't take long for emotions to flood her heart again.

She really couldn't understand why, she didn't feel that she had done anything in her life to let her face such an experience alone.

Unable to hold on, she slowly lowered her head and buried her face between her hands.

She couldn't remember how many times she had cried like this.

She trembled uncontrollably, sobbing and convulsing, she had told herself to be strong and not allow herself to shed any more tears, but ...... But......

She felt that something was poking her, she was afraid that it was the gangster who was looking at her just now, and she was even more afraid that she would do to herself who was so injured and fragile, she was alone, she probably couldn't even protect herself, and she didn't want others to see herself so fragile and unbearable.

"Go away!" She waved her hand and tried to push the gangster away, but when she got started, she found that the other party was much lighter than she imagined, and the sagging and light and soft body was bounced away at once.

Then she heard a "plop" and the figure fell to the ground, and then the screams filled the bookstore, contradicting the four words "keep quiet".

Wen Xin felt that this exclamation was very familiar, the same as when she heard it in the barbecue restaurant, she was startled, and looked over, the little girl was pushed by her and sat down on the ground, the glass in her left hand was spilled, the glass was also broken, and the hand holding the tissue on her right was supporting the ground at the moment, supporting her young body.

She was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly jumped out of her seat, wanting to step forward to check on the little girl in front of her, and she wanted to help her up.

Suddenly, Wen Xin heard a "bang" again, and she followed the voice, and the book in front of him was running towards here, her eyes were bloodshot.

It's over, Wen Xin thought to herself, what's going on......

……

A few minutes ago, in the bookstore, Pei Ling was swiping her mobile phone.

"Huh! Nanda, look at this, hahaha......"

Jian Nan pushed away Pei Ling's mobile phone stuffed in front of her eyes, and said coldly, "Don't make trouble, you know, I don't like to be interrupted when I read, and if you bother me again, I'll cut you." ”

"Cut, it's boring." Pei Ling turned his head boredly and looked at his sister Jian Lin, Jian Lin, "Mu Mu, Mu Mu, look at this." ”

Jian Lin has always been uncaring about people, and he is even more indifferent to his brother and things other than himself, but he is the brother he has known for many years, he glanced at Pei Ling very face-savingly, and then buried his head in his paintings.

"Hey! You two brothers and sisters. As he spoke, he turned to Jian Nan again, "Nanda, are you going to Sister Huan's place tonight?" Sister Huan said that Sister Xiao is back today, I really want to see you, please drink and talk to her about something. ”

This is asking whether Jian Nan will go to Sister Huan's bar tonight to accompany her for a drink, for this family, for her sister, Jian Nan has taken on a lot of work.

Jian Nan frowned: "Tell Sister Huan that I will go, and Sister Xiao will give me face." ”

"Oh!" After that, he fiddled with his mobile phone and sent a message, "You're about to start school, don't make yourself so tired, it's a part-time job and you have to go to drink at night." ”

Jian Nan frowned again: "It's okay, it's not good to take over the job when school starts, there won't be so much to do, it's good to rest when you're free, don't talk too much." ”

Pei Ling didn't say anything anymore, looking at his brother Jian Nan, he was really a little worried, in order to make ends meet, even if it was the winter vacation that ordinary students missed, the days when the family was happy and resting at home, it was Jian Nan's busiest time, he knew that his friend was in pain and struggling, he wanted to help Jian Nan something, but Jian Nan never wanted to owe anyone, although he was ruthless on his face, he didn't want anyone, especially his friends, to worry about his affairs.

The bookstore returned to quiet, swiping his mobile phone, Pei Ling was a little tired, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put it on the table, and opened the box with one hand.

Suddenly, a hand reached out in front of him and stopped him, it was Jian Nan's.