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Chapter 167 Can I Lend You to Sleep?
Watching Lan Xiaoli leave, Wu Mohuan felt regretful.

She could tell that Lan Xiaoli was a very simple person.

And after inquiring, he also knew the background of Lan Xiaoli, a top student in Beijing University.

But unfortunately, Wu Mohuan had nothing to do with social phobia and could only watch such people reject him.

but
Seeing Lan Xiaoli made Wu Mohuan think of someone.

A person who hides in a bookstore and seems to have nothing to do with the world.

There was an inexplicably similar temperament between the two of them.

"Maybe we'll see her again soon."

Wu Mohuan looked out the window and muttered to himself.

Lan Xiaoli walked aimlessly on the street, feeling hesitant.

After thinking about it, she didn't expect that there is any job that does not require communication with others.

She even thought, or else she would go back to Kyoto in despair.

It is better to be ridiculed by classmates and talked about by parents than to stay in this dangerous Wucheng.

After all, Wu Henan might take revenge on her again at any time.

"Goo~~~"

The sound of hunger came from the abdomen.

Lan Xiaoli rubbed her stomach, looked at the embarrassing balance in her phone wallet, and smiled wryly.

"Just find a fast food restaurant to deal with it"

Lan Xiaoli stood on the side of the street, looking around, trying to find a shop with few customers.

Because if there are too many people, she will be so closed that she can't eat.

After a few glances, my eyes finally locked on a simple fast food restaurant.

The shop was deserted and deserted, except for a little chubby man who was packing boxed lunches in a basket on the table, stepping on a small chair.

It seems that it is a child of the store, helping the family.

"Excuse me."

Even if the other party is only a child of seven or eight years old, Lan Xiaoli can't avoid being nervous.

She wanted to ask how much the cheapest package in the children's store cost, but she was too embarrassed to ask directly.

"Sister is here for dinner?" Little Fatty looked up at Lan Xiaoli, then continued to tinker with the lunch box, "I'm sorry, I have to deliver food first, and I don't have time to entertain you now."

"Deliver food?" Lan Xiaoli looked at Xiaopangdun in surprise, "Why are you delivering food?
Where are your parents? "

She looked in the direction of the back kitchen, but found no one.

Little Fatty didn't seem to listen to her, and just jumped off the little chair.

Carrying the basket with the lunch box in hand, we were about to go out.

"Wait a minute, kid!"

Lan Xiaoli had an idea in her heart, and stopped Xiaopangdun: "Your shop should be short of a delivery employee, right?"

What she thought was that it was too pitiful for such a young child to deliver food.

At the same time, I also realized that maybe a delivery person is a job that suits me very well.

Take the order - pick up the meal - then deliver the food to the customer
The whole process seems to be done without words, only with a mobile phone.

"Our store has no shortage of employees!"

Little Fatty seemed to be getting impatient, and ran out with the basket in his hand.

"Kid, wait for me."

Lan Xiaoli didn't want to miss this opportunity, so she followed behind Xiaopangdun.

"What's your name, kid?"

"small ball!"

"Xiao Qiu? What a cute name. Who are you going to deliver food to?"

"A handsome uncle named Liang Mu!"

"Handsome uncle? He must be very handsome, right?"

The two chatted awkwardly and came to the Wuming Bookstore.

"Uncle Liang Mu, there is a crazy woman who has been following me, can you drive me away?"

When Xiao Qiu handed the takeaway to Liang Mu, he quietly pointed to Lan Xiaoli who followed up the bookstore with a look of disgust.

Liang Mu was taken aback, and raised his eyes to look at Lan Xiaoli.

At this time, Lan Xiaoli was completely stunned.

She has loved reading since she was a child, and she is so obsessed with it that she can't extricate herself.

In terms of reading volume, he far exceeds his peers.

Not to mention academic performance, otherwise he would not have been admitted to a prestigious school like Peking University.

However, because of this hobby, Lan Xiaoli neglected socializing.

Growing up, I never had a single official friend.

In other words, her best friend is books.

Libraries, bookstores, book bars. Only these places related to books will make her forget her social phobia and become no longer autistic.

However, Lan Xiaoli, who has been to countless bookstores in her life, has never seen such a special bookstore.

Every book in the store exudes the ancient charm of [immemorial level]!

The so-called level is Lan Xiaoli's classification of all the books in the world after reading thousands of books.

According to the rarity from low to high, it can be divided into [modern level] - [modern level] - [ancient level] - [ancient level] - [ancient level] - [immemorial level].

However, what Lan Xiaoli has seen with her own eyes is actually only at the level of the ancient level, and the number is only a handful.

As for the ancient level and the ancient level, those are the two levels in Lan Xiaoli's ideal, and they are books that only appear in dreams.

But today, her dream seems to have come true!

In this seemingly ordinary bookstore, all the books have reached the highest ideal level in her heart!
Look at the fineness, look at the ancient rhyme
Lan Xiaoli pinched her arm forcefully, breathing in the pain.

But there was a crazy smile on his face.

She is sure that she is not dreaming!
"Hehehehehehe."

Lan Xiaoli couldn't suppress the ecstasy in her heart, and didn't dare to laugh out loud.

I'm afraid that if I laugh too much, it will scare away this unreal illusion.

Seeing Lan Xiaoli like this, Liang Mu was so frightened that he didn't dare to move his chopsticks.

This woman seems to be really crazy!

"Uncle Liang, I'll leave her to you."

Xiao Qiu tiptoed out of the door, afraid of being followed by Lan Xiaoli.

But at this moment, Lan Xiaoli no longer had the little ball in her eyes, only the ancient books in this room.

"Excuse me." Lan Xiaoli looked at Liang Mu, the only living person in the store, and said with bright eyes, "Can I read here?"

Liang Mu really wanted to say no, but he was worried that it would irritate Lan Xiaoli.

When the madness breaks out, it will be over.

He could only bite the bullet and nod his head.

Lan Xiaoli cheered, turned her head and plunged into the sea of ​​books.

But when Lan Xiaoli opened the books on the shelf, she froze on the spot.

Because she could not understand any of the contents in the book.

But she somehow believed in the authenticity of these books, and she just began to doubt herself.

"Is it because you haven't slept well in the past two days?"

Lan Xiaoli put down the book, looked straight at Liang Mu: "Excuse me."

"W-what's the matter?" Liang Mu swallowed quietly, always on guard against Lan Xiaoli's attack.

"May I borrow you to sleep?"

Lan Xiaoli asked crisply.

Liang Mu:? ? ?
(End of this chapter)